Zongman: Harem's Music

After saying this, Eriri ran away, leaving Nishimiya Tsukasa, Shiwa, and Keisan confused.

Nishimiya Tsuyoshi looked at Shiyu and Hui and asked, "Have you heard anything?"

"never heard of that!"

"I haven't heard of it either!"

"is it?"

Nishimiya Tsutomu pondered, "I feel like I've seen this painting of someone secretly busy somewhere before... but I can't remember where at the moment!"

"Ok?"

Shi Yu realized something when she heard this: "Isn't it in your house?"

Shiyu's words seemed like a ray of setting sun that dispersed the fog in Xigong Siyi's mind, revealing a shy shut-in.

“Really…”

Sagiri has been busy with something since yesterday and couldn't be woken up this morning. She must have stayed up late.

coincidence?

Considering the similarities between Sagiri and Eriri, Nishimiya Tsugumi thought: Or is there some important event or celebration for comic book artists recently... or something?

After pondering to no avail, Nishimiya Siyi looked at the two of them and said, "I'm almost there too. Let's get ready to go back!"

Shiyu looked at Nishimiya Tsukasa in surprise: "You're actually progressing slower than Eriri today?"

"I'm talking about the amount for tomorrow!"

Nishimiya Tsuyoshi said with a faint smile: "But that's not important. Does anyone of you want to go home with me today?!"

The two girls understood and blushed slightly.

Although in that instant, Nishimiya Tsuyoshi already had the image of being surrounded by women in his mind, the final result was not so ideal.

Because senior sister Shiyu said her relatives were coming.

However, in Nishimiya Tsuyoshi's opinion, they should have reached some kind of consensus in secret, and Senior Shiyu just found an excuse to maintain this consensus.

Nishimiya Tsutomu, who took Hui home alone, thought to himself: I still need to work harder to sleep in the same bed!

After dinner, bedroom.

"Hmm~Hmm~ A little...harder...!"

“How’s that speed?”

"Mmm...harder!"

"Oh!"

"Ah~it hurts~"

"now what?"

"Mmm~ so comfortable!"

Nishimiya Tsuyoshi said, tapping the control panel of the massage chair in the air: "It seems that Hui is more suitable for heavy fourth gear!"

"Oh!"

Hui, lying on the massage chair, was trembling slightly, looking a little funny.

Buzz~buzz~

Caller ID: Edit.

As soon as the call was connected, a pleasant voice came from the other end: "Hello, is this Teacher Wuwei?"

"Ms. Xia Ge?"

Nishimiya Tsuyoshi said as he sat down on the small sofa area in the bedroom, "What's going on?"

girl?

Hui, who was keenly aware of Nishimiya Siyi's address to her, looked at Nishimiya Siyi curiously for a couple of times, then stood up and sat next to Nishimiya Siyi in her small boat socks, holding up her cup and slightly pricked up her ears.

Shao Zhongtang Xia Ge said, "As for the thing I told you last time, the participating artists have already sent their works over. Would you like to take a look for yourself?"

""

It's so adorable that Ena pretends not to care even though she clearly cares!

The moment she put down the cup, Nishimiya Siyi couldn't help but hold her in his arms with one hand.

A soft cry!

Hui gave him a reproachful look.

"Teacher Wuwei, are you listening?"

Nishimiya Tsukasa made a shushing gesture towards Hui. "Huh? Sorry, what painter? I don't have any impression of him at all."

"Oh, come on...you really don't care about your own work, do you?"

Editor Shao Zhongtang Xia Ge was rarely helpless: "Illustrator, wasn't Mr. Kusama, the illustrator of "Undead King", hospitalized due to overwork and serious illness? The editorial department has decided to recruit new illustrators in the industry. We have consulted with you before!"

"Oh...this thing!"

Nishimiya Tsuyoshi suddenly realized something, glared at Hui Hou who had poked his cheek for no apparent reason, pinched her cheek in retaliation and said, "Send all the qualified ones to my email address, I'll take a look and make a decision!"

Shaozhongtang Xia Ge: "Well, okay, sorry to bother you!"

The call is interrupted.

Hui looked at him and although she didn't say anything, her questioning tone was obvious.

"edit!"

Nishimiya Tsuyoshi said as he changed the angle for her and picked up his phone, saying, "It just so happens that my previous illustrator seems to have liver problems, so I need to replace him with a new one. Can you help me take a look?"

Chapter 469 The truth about the book artists!

Hui looked puzzled: "Is your liver damaged?"

Nishimiya Tsutomu nodded: "Yes, the liver is damaged!"

"I don't understand, what does it mean?"

"To put it simply, I worked overtime every night and stayed up late, which eventually led to my illness and the burden... I ended up in the hospital!"

Nishimiya Siyi shrugged and spread his hands. "Besides, this kind of illness requires a long period of rest. Generally, I won't be able to work again for at least three months, unless I really want to die."

""

Kei was a little confused and said, "So Eriri and Sagiri's jobs are so hard!?"

"Well, strictly speaking, writing story comics is more tiring than drawing illustrations..."

Nishimiya Tsuyoshi said, "But it's based on my hobby and I accept orders within my means, so it's not that exaggerated. I heard that the illustrator responsible for my illustrations has some problems with his lifestyle. He's draining his kidneys and constantly overworking his liver, so it seems understandable that he'd end up in the hospital!!"

Hui: (o)…

""

Nishimiya Siyi: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing... I just feel... that if you don't pay attention... it could be dangerous!"

""

After understanding, Xigong Siyi curled the corners of his mouth and leaned over to whisper a few words in Hui's ear. The latter's face instantly turned red like a tomato, and she spat at Xigong Siyi with a coquettish look.

While I was flirting, an email arrived!

There are a total of 18 illustrations titled after a certain volume or chapter of "Undead King". The works of 18 painters with the same title have their own characteristics.

While Hui was slowly sliding the screen of her mobile phone, Nishimiya Jiyi was also paying close attention. After a while, the page slid to the bottom.

"I see!"

Nishimiya Tsutomu seemed to have noticed something and said, "Well, if I asked you to pick one, which one would you choose?"

Hui looked again and had a choice: "This... or... this!"

Xigong Si couldn't help but laugh when he saw this: "Why?"

"I don't know either...."

Hui looked at Nishimiya Tsukasa with her distinct black and white eyes: "I just think these two are better looking!"

Well ~

The fact that one can reach Nishimiya Tsuyoshi's level by following the process only proves that these 18 illustrations are all good. The only difference lies in the artist's personal style, color sense and the viewer's personal aesthetic. In short, there is no winner or loser, it's just preference.

"Then these two will do!"

"Eh? I just randomly picked two I liked. You should have your own considerations, right? Besides... didn't you say you can only choose one?"

"One is just the norm, two, three, or even a team is not uncommon!"

As Nishimiya Tsukasa explained, he smiled and took the phone back from Hui's hand, examining the two illustrations intently. "And... from a certain perspective, only these two are the correct answers! Group 9: 8, 02:05 85/6, by Daidai. Posted, self-report!"

The painting styles are very similar, and they both tacitly agree not to sign their names.

However, Nishimiya Tsukazu saw the author through the work at first sight.

Because it is so familiar, and it is a level of familiarity that we see every day.

Kei was a little confused by Nishimiya Tsukazu's direct disclosure of the painter's gender: "They?"

"Don't you think these two similar painting styles, color perception habits, and composition habits are very familiar?"

Hui nodded: "Well... now that you mention it, I do feel that way!"

"So who are the painters you usually come into contact with?"

Hui reacted: "You mean..."

Nishimiya Tsuji shook his phone and said with a smile, "This is the truth behind their mysterious actions these past two days. They even thought of not signing their names, but it's a pity that I still found out. Don't let it slip tomorrow!"

Huiyi smiled and nodded: "Yeah!"

After Nishimiya Tsuyoshi informed the editor of the correct answer, the book was published! Group 9:8,02:0585/6, by Daidai. After the case was filed, it was already 9pm.

It's time to sleep again!

The location of their activities was then moved from the sofa to the bed (the word "bed" was eye-catching), and the content of their activities also gradually developed in the direction they should have as the location changed, and things got better and better!

"At least...take a shower first!?"

Hui, whose breathing was disordered, cheeks were flushed, clothes (skirt) were messy, and eyes were intoxicated, could not maintain her usual composure.

"We'll be together later!"

Nishimiya Tsukazu rejected the victim's remarks and started the attacking side's compulsory enforcement.

This is a long and protracted battle without smoke of gunpowder but with tragic cries!

As soon as Army A encountered Army I, it launched a powerful attack, breaking the will of Army I's four armies: upper, outer, inner, lower, outer, and inner.

The I Army showed signs of defeat, and thus became the M Army!

The troops under A pursued the victory and marched straight into the valley where the headquarters of Army M was located, but they encountered stubborn resistance. In the war of attrition of hundreds of charges, retreats, charges, retreats, charges, retreats... Army A showed amazing endurance. They remained standing until Army M was completely defeated and fell into a semi-paralyzed state.

After the intermission, the battlefield changed from land to sea.

Chapter 470 I’ve been waiting for you for a long time!

The next morning!

The morning sun shone faintly through the half-drawn curtains. Men's and women's underwear and clothes were scattered on the ground. Under the quilts, the two tired armies had entered a truce.

The smooth face bulged slightly at the edge when teased by a finger, which was very cute.

"Hmm~"

Hui, who was half asleep, raised her hand and grabbed the big hand that disturbed her sleep, and placed it on the pillow.

""

Nishimiya Tsuyoshi's right wing was trapped, so he switched to the left wing to harass the enemy!

"Damn it, I'm so sleepy... stop it!"

Hui turned over with a soft voice.