A comic book, but a librarian

"I see. If that's the case, please tell me your requirements for clothing first, then measure your body shape, and I'll take care of the rest."

Uesugi Cheng spoke amidst the surprised gazes of the four people who were the link.

"Hey, so Uesugi-san can make clothes?"

Kita blurted it out subconsciously. After all, during the rehearsal just now, she, as the rhythm guitarist, could clearly notice that Uesugi Sumiya's skills as the lead singer had improved a lot. Both his pronunciation and breathing were much better than the last time she heard him sing. He improved so fast in just half a month, which put a lot of pressure on Kita Ikuyo, who was also the lead singer of the band.

But even with such a genius and so many specialties, she felt that the differences between people in this world were indeed too great.

"Ah, I know a little bit. It's okay. If it doesn't work, I'll ask someone to do it. After all, you guys have already made the request. So, next week, you can take a look at the effect of the first version of the design."

Uesugi Cheng wrote down the requests of several people and planned to make a version first to see the effect, and then improve it according to the actual difficulty and their ideas. As for his confidence...

[Sewing and Knitting Lv.1]: "Hehehehehehehehehe. Hey."

——Valentin DeWolfe (2 hearts, 1 moth)

Although he didn't know what the heir of the De Wolf family named Valentine saw in this great art, Uesugi Cheng felt that it was indeed very useful. At least he could buy some cloth from the street and take it home to weave something to pass the time, such as weaving some small decorations for dolls.

The Endless Tantra: Avant-garde choreographer Nicholas Carr's menacing ballet is said to incorporate this tantra. (Reading to gain teachings: Sewing and Weaving) (Reading comprehension required: 6 hearts)

That Nicholas Kyle avoided all the knowledge that should not appear in his choreography and only incorporated part of the knowledge into the dance. At least he was not stupid enough to incorporate the method and spell of how to summon a Mansu creature called "Beater" into his dance.

Of course, Uesugi Cheng also has a book called "Hypatia's Treasures" in his hand which contains relevant knowledge. If his ability is really insufficient, he can start studying this book to improve his great skills.

"Also... to celebrate Uesugi-san joining the Bond Band, can we hold the celebration at your house? I know this might be a little rude... Bu."

"No problem. When is the time? I'll just wait for you at home."

Uesugi Sumire's casual look made a certain pink-haired girl named Goto Ichiri look even more dull. The joke she made in order to welcome Kita Ikuyo and Ijichi Nichina made her feel a little dizzy when she thought about it now.

"Then it's settled!"

Hongxia, who seemed to have finally relaxed a little, high-fived Uesugi Cheng.

"Well then... Goto-san, let me see what you can do now."

When Goto Ichiri heard this, she almost turned into snow-white ash and fell to the ground, but fortunately, Yamada Ryo grabbed her before she could do so and prevented her from lying down.

"Yes... yes, please enjoy the final confession of a sinner who has made no progress..."

Kita and Nijixia looked at each other helplessly and smiled, then moved aside to allow Goto Ichiri to enter Uesugi Sumire's sight.

"Wait, wasn't she doing pretty well during the rehearsal just now? How come at this stage... according to her solo guitar skills, isn't it easy for her to do it?"

Uesugi Sumire was a little helpless. After all, Goto Ichiri's guitar skills were certified by fans on video sites like YouTube, and she was performing quite well during rehearsal just now. Why did she start to show weakness when it came to the solo segment that she should have been most familiar with?

“This… ahahaha, I don’t know either.”

Kita Ikuyo looked up at the starry ceiling, as if it was not a ceiling, but a vast and boundless starry sky.

"This isn't an exam, and it's not really necessary. Goto-san has already integrated well into the band."

Uesugi Cheng thought about it and decided to cancel this part directly. After all, this was a part specially set up when she was still fully integrated into the rhythm of the band's performance. Now that the purpose has been achieved, there is no need to continue.

"Oh, young man, you are the amazing newbie they mentioned, you are really amazing, and you are also a lead singer."

It was at this time that the purple-haired woman, who seemed a little sober, came over, and as soon as she got close to Uesugi Cheng, he could smell the scent of alcohol on her.

"Well, drinking a lot of that kind of alcohol is not good for your health, especially if you drink to the point of being drunk. My name is Uesugi Cheng, and I'm currently working part-time as a mentor to the lead singer of the band Tietai, Kita Ikuyo."

Uesugi Cheng briefly introduced himself.

"Oh, Hiroi Kikuri, she's a bassist in a band. The band is active in Shinjuku."

Of course, he didn't expect the other party's self-introduction to be simpler.

"They've made great progress... Uwaa ...

Amid the speechless expressions of the crowd, Hiroi Kikuri suddenly became very unwilling and wanted the manager to give her another bottle of wine.

"What are you thinking about? Sober up before you tell me this, idiot!"

Then Kikuri Hiroi was ruthlessly suppressed by the store manager.

“Who is this person…?”

"Oh, it's a bassist that I met on the street. He's from a great band, but..."

Uesugi Sumiya also noticed that if he was not in the performance state, he would look no different from a drunkard on the street.

"In that case, I will leave first. I have already received your request. Please wait for a while."

Uesugi Cheng nodded, put away the notebook and manuscript paper on the table, and left Fanxing.

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182

Chapter 182 A comic that received negative reviews.

Walking in Shimokitazawa at dusk, Uesugi Cheng occasionally looked back. He seldom wandered around the streets like this, especially when the temperature had not dropped completely. However, he was not just wandering around in Shimokitazawa this time.

"Last time I was only busy buying comic books..."

Uesugi Cheng walked into the bookstore and began to choose teaching books on painting. After all, he had basically no experience in drawing lines or composing comics. If he wanted to learn, he had to study seriously.

"Then these two..."

Uesugi Cheng always felt that someone was looking at him vaguely from behind, but when he turned around, it seemed nothing happened. Although he could use his soul to observe who was so bored that he had no time to peek at him, he gave up this idea. After all, there were still many things waiting for him to do after buying books and returning home.

"Oh, and this one, which is said to have very good human figure drawings... a small book? That's fine too, right?"

Uesugi Cheng remembered some good works of comic body drawing mentioned in some forum, but he didn't expect it to be a thin book placed in the adult area. After thinking about it, he simply took one as a reference. After all, whether the comic character is well drawn is as important as whether the plot is good.

"Hey, bro... do you know how to submit a comic?"

Uesugi Cheng made a phone call.

"Wait, who are you going to contribute to? I remember there were submission instructions at the back of those weekly magazines, right?"

Uesugi Nobuyuki was not angry when he saw this strange phone call. Instead, he was curious about what his younger brother, who never played by the rules, was going to do.

"Nothing much, I just want to submit a comic. Is it difficult?"

Uesugi Sumire was sitting in a ramen restaurant. Unfortunately, he encountered the evening rush hour, so he could only find a restaurant nearby to have dinner.

"It depends on where you apply, but can you really draw comics? That kind of thing is completely different from what you are learning now, right? Don't bring your own experience with you."

"I really don't know these things, so I will study hard. But is it that difficult? It seems to me that I can do it..."

Uesugi Cheng looked at the black and white comic in his hand. Even though it had lost almost all colors, leaving only black and white to make up the picture and the story, even so, there were still people who could shock people with the pictures. He looked carefully at the book in his hand and studied seriously.

"It's amazing! I have to say it's amazing! Even without any color, you can draw like this."

The use of black and white is the next topic that Uesugi Cheng chose in the application of "Scenery and Perception" in order to draw good comics and to improve his skills.

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"Is that why you showed me your painting this weekend when you finished it?"

Hikigaya Hachiman looked a little overwhelmed and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"The main thing is, among the people I know who are knowledgeable about comics, you are the only one who has enough free time to help me look at this thing. Otherwise, I will have to go back to Shuchiin and ask the new accountant who is familiar with me to help me look at it."

Uesugi Cheng put down his pen and calmly concealed the fact that he didn't have many friends.

"Then I beg you, please draw less scary scenes next time... Really, you almost scared me to death."

Hikigaya Hachiman wiped the sweat off his forehead. On the manuscript paper he spread out, there was a drawing of an eye peeking through the crack in the door. The eye was so detailed that Hikigaya Hachiman almost felt like there was someone staring at him with such a resentful look from behind.

Considering that he had just been rescued from the Inner S Area not long ago, when he saw this scene, he was in a trance for a moment. He thought he was just dreaming before his death. In fact, he was still in the Inner S Area and was about to become food for the evil spirits.

"Oh, well, I just want to test the tension of the black and white lines. What do you think?"

"Haha, there's absolutely no problem for me to take this thing out and scare people, but I think if I were a comics editor, your manuscript would be thrown into the trash immediately...unless you submit it to a suspense and horror magazine."

Hikigaya Hachiman was merciless. In fact, the story of this manuscript was indeed okay, but the storyboards were terrible. It looked as if he drew whatever he thought of, and you had to put a lot of effort into understanding what was happening in each frame. Even Hikigaya, who was not an editor but just a reader, had given him a failing grade.

"There's nothing to fault with the painting, but the character you drew... I feel like it's not right no matter how I look at it. Do you have any clues?"

Hikigaya Hachiman scratched his hair. Except for the eye peeking out from the crack in the door, the other characters in the painting were more or less hazy, giving him the unpleasant feeling of being looked at through a veil.

"I haven't really painted specific people before, so I'm not very good at it. You can see that I basically don't paint those things in my works, right?"

Uesugi Cheng nodded and admitted it generously.

"I don't think you can draw. You definitely blurred the faces on purpose? Is it a plot device?"

Hikigaya Hachiman didn't buy it.

"Ah, for personal reasons, I don't really like drawing clear faces..."

Uesugi Cheng didn't say it out loud. After all, he just realized when he started to draw last night that when it came to drawing faces, he would subconsciously draw faces of people in real life to piece together the face of the character. There was no way to get rid of this habit in a short period of time, so he simply stopped drawing faces.

"Jizi... come over and help me look at this comic?"

Yotsuya Miko raised her head and looked over. She wiped her eyes and seemed a little dazed, then picked up the stack of manuscript paper and took a look.

"...Acheng-san, you are not drawing what you experienced in the past, are you?"

Yotsuya Miko gave an awkward but polite smile, and if you looked closely you could see that her legs were a little shaky. For a young and beautiful girl who was a little distracted just now, seeing such a delicate and terrifying look in the last picture brought back her bad memories. Just for this reason, she really wanted to complain about Uesugi Sumire.

"No, this is indeed a story, a suspense short story. It seems that I am not a talented person. I still need to learn slowly."

Uesugi Cheng yawned. Since both of his companions gave him bad reviews, it meant that he still needed to practice for a long time.

"By the way, the art teacher is looking for you. It seems like he wanted to talk to you last week, but you didn't show up, so he asked me to come and see you."

Hikigaya Hachiman finally remembered what his art teacher had told him and said it out loud.

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183

Chapter 183: Letter of Recommendation.

"I heard you were looking for me? What's the matter?"

Uesugi Cheng walked into the art classroom in a leisurely manner. At this time, his art teacher, a tall and thin young man who looked a bit like an artist with a gloomy temperament, was still cleaning the classroom.

"Come on, sit down for a while, and we'll talk after I finish cleaning up here."

When the art teacher speaks, his appearance often subverts people's first impression. His voice is rough and steady, and it sounds like a burly man chatting with you. That's why most students will be amazed when they take their first art class.

Uesugi Cheng began to examine the drawings on the drawing boards in the art classroom that had not yet been put away. Most of them were the most basic sketches, and some were sweet two-dimensional style paintings. Of course, there were also many abstract paintings that seemed to lack the artistic quality of Picasso.

"Finally it's done. Do you have any thoughts on the thing I told you about last time? About the letter of recommendation."

The art teacher, Yoichi Ono, finally finished cleaning up the classroom before Uesugi Cheng finished weaving the beginning of the second version of the story in his mind. He pulled up a chair and sat down, and asked this question.

"It's a waste of talent for a top student who graduated from the University of Tokyo, even if he majored in fine arts, to be an art teacher in our school, right?"

Uesugi Sumire did not answer Ono Yoichi's question, but asked it in return.

"Ha, it's a long story, so I won't go into details. Anyway, just think of me as someone who has been here for a few years. If I hadn't seen your talent, I might have been transferred next year. So, Uesugi... I have to tell you the truth."

Uesugi Cheng watched his teacher's face become more and more serious, but he didn't change at all. He just listened silently.

"Your talent is the most... the most terrifying I've ever seen. Yes, I must use the word terrifying. In fact, your talent was so bad at the beginning that I thought you were hopeless. Your use of colors can almost cover up all your shortcomings, so you don't even need to make up for them. I would like to ask for your forgiveness here."

Ono Yoichi's sudden lowering of his head made Uesugi Cheng a little confused.

"What's wrong? What did you do in a fit of rage that made you regret it?"

"Well, it's really embarrassing to say this, but when you were drawing, I couldn't help but secretly take two photos and showed them to my teacher."

Ono Yoichi's attitude of admitting his mistake and waiting to be beaten made Uesugi Sumiko speechless. As long as the original painting did not leak out, he did not care much about it being filmed like this. After all, most of his paintings were painted using the power of great techniques. God knows what kind of impact it would have on ordinary people. However, it was just spread secondary through other media, so there should be no problem.

"Wait... teacher's teacher...?"

Uesugi Cheng was stunned for a moment. This art teacher said that he showed the painting to his teacher. Then...his teacher is...

"Yes, he is a professor at the University of Tokyo Academy of Fine Arts... He is the kind of person that I dare not even breathe when I see him."

Yoichi Ono seemed to have recalled some bad memories, and there was a hint of helplessness on his face.

"Then I am really flattered. So what exactly did you call me here for today?"

Uesugi Cheng was speechless. He himself had no idea of ​​developing in-depth in the field of fine arts. After all, he still had many great skills waiting to be learned and used. It was impossible for him to be limited to a certain field. What's more, the problem he left for himself in the amber diary had not been solved yet.

"Didn't I tell you at the beginning? If you want, I can write a letter of recommendation. Although I can't guarantee your admission, I can give you a chance to meet the teacher first... I think he should be very interested in you."

Uesugi Sumika had indeed never thought about this issue. He originally thought that after graduation he could just find a university to study in, and if that didn't work out, he could just let his family arrange one for him. However, he didn't expect that he would actually have such an opportunity.