Nanako immersed herself in the drawing, leaning on the drawing table and swiftly writing. She did not modify any plot, nor did she change any of the original painting style, but the original work of the tomb of fireflies. Reproduced on drawing paper, because of this work, she did not have the ability to modify anything, and she did not think she had that qualification.

What if the painting style is old? What if she can modify the painting style to be more beautiful and beautiful? All of this is unnecessary. She just needs to reproduce the pictures in her memory one by one with respect. It doesn’t matter, it’s just because of Nanako’s own stubbornness. She stubbornly thinks, The tomb of the fireflies should be as they are!

The monk's head, the white vest, the elder brother Makoto in green army pants, with short hair, some fat baby sister Setsubo, some yellowing grass, fireflies in the sky, dreamlike, full of warmth and dreams, and then, In the next second, the pitch-black shadow cast by the bomber from the sky obscured all the brilliance, bringing a lingering haze to the dreamy color...

Everyone in the Eighteenth Manga Department glanced at Nanako, who looked at everything as nothing, and was only immersed in her own world. She really couldn't find any words to describe the situation at this moment.

"..." Cheng Yao opened her mouth, she wanted to talk and stopped, after closing her mouth, she stopped talking and wanted, and finally she sorted out her language secretly in her heart, and then she said, "You said, Nanako is this What's the matter? I always feel that she is a little weird today. She is crying and in a daze. Now she suddenly seems to have enlightened. Look at her now..."

Then I glanced at Cheng Yao and said, "I thought you had understood it. Didn't you persuade Nanako just now."

"I just follow your words and say whether it's okay." Cheng Yao said irritably. "Actually, I don't know what's going on. I just cooperated with you and helped Nanako fill Nanako with a few mouthfuls of chicken soup. So Say, what the **** is going on, you should know Nan Xi."

Nan Xi spread her hands and shrugged, "Well, Nanako's youthful and confused period is coming, so she is very entangled in what she does, so I will help her and let her regain her decision-making ability."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple!"

Cheng Yao and Nan Xi stared with big eyes and small eyes. The scene was a bit funny. Jiang Mi walked out with a smile and said: "Well, you two don't want to play tricks anymore. Now Nanako has already begun to create, but the few of us are It's not even a clue.... We can't be too far behind Nanako. We are a whole, a member of the Eighteen Manga Club.

So we can’t hold back the entire 18th manga department. Everyone should act. In any case, we have to catch up. Nanako is so great and is still working hard, and we can’t waste time, you guys. I don't want to wait any day, I can't even see Nanako's back, right. "

Cheng Yao: "...It's really a bit of poisonous chicken soup that was caught off guard. Comparing yourself with Nanako makes people want to cry without tears."

Nan Xi also nodded, "Well, Jiang Mi, your chicken soup is really poisonous, and I suddenly feel worried about the road ahead."

Jiang Mi: "..." Can you speak well? I'm just encouraging everyone, okay, what kind of poisonous chicken soup, if you have it, it is good to drink it, even if it is poisonous, you have to drink it for me, and turn it into nutrition and motivation to move forward!

"Forget it, let's stop quarreling with you two guys, it's maddening, anyway, I'm going to work hard." Jiang Mi gave Cheng Yao and the others a glance, then turned and left.

Cheng Yao nodded towards Cheng Yao, "Ah Yao, work hard together!"

"Yeah!" Cheng Yao nodded in response with a smile.

"Huh...you two." Nan Xi shook with a bitter cold. These two **** romance guys really can't stand it, "Ah Yao, working hard together, it really makes me get goose bumps fast. I have fallen off and ignored you. I will try my best. I will hang firmly on Nanako's lap as a pendant!"

The quiet atmosphere was once again restored in the Eighteen Manga Department. Nanako's drawings, Jiang Mi and others conceived the outline and personal settings. For a time, the entire Eighteen Manga Department only had the slurs of the brush sliding on the drawing paper, regardless of the outside. How do people say that they are in the Eighteenth Manga Department, saying that they just hugged Nanako's thigh, or that they are lucky enough to win an award and become famous.

What will never change is the efforts of the members of the Eighteenth Manga Club that will never slacken. How much effort and struggle can they withstand how much praise and slander. As long as we work hard, then one day, we will succeed. Become famous, stand on top of the world.

Formally because of this outstanding trait and persistence, Nanako will fancy this group of friends in the Eighteenth Manga Club and give them help and guidance, because these friends are worthy of his help. One day, these friends will be opposed. Come and help Nanako, help her ascend to the throne of the ACG queen, and fulfill her initial dream.

For a week, everyone in the Eighteenth Manga Department was in such an atmosphere of hard work. Every day at 8 o'clock in the morning, everyone would come here to start conceiving and drawing. They would not stop and rest until 6 o'clock in the evening. Go out and relax.

Because the last time all members of the Eighteenth Comics Department won a good ranking in the Modu Comic Contest, and obtained results and recognition, the school’s management of them is very relaxed. In addition to the necessary professional courses and special activities, they are ten The Eight Manga Department has the privilege not to go to class...Of course, the premise is that you can guarantee that you don’t miss a course during the final exam, otherwise you will still have to take the retake and retake the credits. This is not something to talk about.

Early on that day, everyone came to the Shiba Manga Department for club activities as usual. Jiangmi and the others hadn’t even finished the idea and outline of their works, but Nanako had already completed the entire Tomb of Fireflies. After all, she copied it completely this time, without modifying the character and plot.

And all the content of the tomb of the fireflies is only the content of an animated movie. Nanako still tried to depict the storyboard and plot in detail. It only took him eight days. Otherwise, she will be in her human form. With the superb speed of a printer, all the works have been completed long ago.

After closing the pen and exhaling, Nanako exhaled a long breath. These days, when she is painting the tomb of fireflies, she has suppressed her sad emotions almost all the way, trying to keep herself out of things and not let her emotions fall into it. It's in the plot, but she still feels like her heart is being crushed by a big rock, and she feels a little bit out of breath when she is depressed.

Because of the need to maintain the state in the painting, Nanako has hardly experienced the plot of the tomb of the fireflies. He just transcribed the picture on the drawing paper according to the memory in his mind, and now it is finally completed.

With an inexplicable and relaxed mood, Nanako picked up the manuscript that she had drawn these days, and whispered to herself softly: "I still remember that I decided to never see you again, but today, I want to Relive you again."

.............

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... Wet the ground.

Several people in the Eighteenth Manga Department were immediately alarmed and walked over in a hurry. Just as Jiang Mi wanted to say something, she was stopped by Cheng Yao. "Let Nanako cry, her emotions all these days It's very wrong. Putting the Buddha has been suppressing something, so let her cry now, and it will be fine. When the tears are wiped away, it will be fine. On the contrary, she kept holding back, and I felt something bad."

Several people were silent. Nan Xi glanced at Nanako, pursed his lips, picked up the scattered drawing from the ground, patted the dust on it, and waved gently at everyone, "The chief culprit who made Nanako cry. The culprit', it should be these drawings, how about it, who wants to take a look with me?"

"Hehe, I'm also curious about what kind of story it is that makes Nanako, the warrior of love, cry like a child."

"Together."

Nan Xi sorted the drawings into a book according to the number of pages sorted at the bottom right of the drawings, and then everyone gathered together to read them.

On the evening of September 21, 63, in the early days of the Long Kingdom, I died. The content of the first page of the drawing made Jiang Mi and others feel depressed. The soul of a young man declared his death indifferently. The tone was ordinary and simple. The Buddha was just saying something irrelevant. That's it.

Jiezi, where are you? Dreamy narration.

The boy's body was sitting on the pillar in front of the station, his hollow eyes staring at the ground in front of him blankly, and then he slowly fell down...

"Zi, this opening... is a bit depressing, is it a style similar to the bloodthirsty frenzy?" Cheng Yao frowned and glanced at Cui Ye.

Cui Ye shook his head, "I think ~lightnovelpub.net~ should be different, so let's keep reading."

The cleaner took the empty sugar bowl from the young man's hand and threw it towards the distant weeds. The thrown empty sugar bowl was spinning in the air, churning, and falling into the dark grass. Fireflies flew up, a little light, two Light up, gradually, many glowing flames rose and floated, the faint cold light gradually brightened, and the light softened. In the orange light, a little girl's figure gradually became clear, and her innocent face looked at the rust with surprise Sugar bowl.

The boy’s indifferent expression instantly melted and the snow melted the moment he saw the little girl. He walked over and patted her on the shoulder gently, "Jiezi, my favorite sister, I came to see you. We finally...reunited again."

The teenager took his sister's hand and led her out of the grass. In the carriage, the souls of the brothers and sisters were sitting quietly in the corner, and the light from the distance outside the car window was printed on the faces of the brothers and sisters. They were red, reminiscent of a furnace. The warmth of the fire.

Setsuko, are you tired? Then go to sleep. Don’t worry, it’s very quiet here, there is no war, no airplanes, no burning petrol bombs, no homes in ruins, no hunger and cold, and no one will drive us away... Only those beautiful fireflies, like stars Well, twinkling...Go to sleep, Setsuko, go to sleep... Brother and you will never be separated again!

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