Dragon’s Legacy

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[You piece of shit, you have to die. Son of a bitch.]

Sitting in a cafe, the poem on the Internet frowned when he saw the post on his Serengeti site. I don't know who it is, but I've been insulting myself since the last time. I couldn't figure out why I was cursing.

The situation that made me feel a little bad immediately erased the text.

[I have no idea. You think you're a good singer, but you're as good as shit as my brothers.]

I also saw several articles like this. I deleted all the tribes I could see, but I felt a bit uneasy. In fact, it was common to envy famous or talented humans. Even actors who donated countless and did good deeds to many people said they were pretentious. But it felt a little different than that. Especially considering that the expression "brother" and the word "skill" were mixed together, it seemed likely that he was a fan of idol singers.

In case he was wondering, he searched for his name on the portal site. Then a lot of related searches came up, and it was included from lonely nights to Kang Sojin and Jung Eun Bi. Among them, however, there is a search term that stands out.

It was the song headline vs. the United Nations.

The United Nations was the most popular group of male idols these days, and I wondered why it stuck with itself and came up with related searches.

The poem pops up in a video as we press the related search term.

When I pressed the video, it was written on the black screen that I would compare the song script with the UNMI.

And the first video he performed was a pop song, and then the UN did the same. It was unparalleled by anyone. In common words, it was humiliating enough for the United Nations.

The smiling poem went straight through the comment.

[The United Nations is a total mess. I really can't sing.]

[Song plays] UNMI is also a good singing idol group. It's totally developed.]

[From what I hear, UNMI does better. That guy, the lead singer, he's just got a knack for it, so I don't like to hear it.]

When I saw the comment, I saw the situation all at once. So, as this video spread, people would belittle or belittle the UN performance, and the UN fans who saw it insulted themselves out of anger. That's why some people wrote the way UNMI's singing skills were better compared to their singing skills, and some wrote colorful swearing on the site.

Now I understand why the insult kept coming up a few days ago. Nevertheless, he was unable to use his hands, and it was not a big deal, so he decided to move on. It was a little annoying and annoying, but when it became popular, that kind of evil would inevitably catch up.

While looking at the articles on the internet, I recently studied social trends and trends, so I covered my laptop and took out a pen and paper and practiced drawing. Comics didn't just draw pictures, so they demanded a lot of effort.

A beautiful picture is engraved on the white manuscript. Although it was a quick and cheerful gesture, the manuscript had a vivid, detailed picture. The praises of working in the cafe were beautifully carved into the cartoon compartment. But the drawing itself was better than any cartoonist because of the magic circuit, but the expressiveness, flow, and line were too awkward and bad. Even a few compartments should be spontaneous as if it were a continuous flow, but this cartoon with a simple poem was very lacking.

I knew I had to draw well, so I chose a cartoon, and it was a huge mistake. Like nothing was easy in the world, cartoons demanded a lot of effort. I was practicing my cartoon for a long time and the phone rang.

It was a phone number I had never seen before.

I took a moment to answer the situation because I thought it might be spam.

[Hello.]

[Hello, I'm Jung Eun Bee.]

[Ah! Eun-Bi. But what did you call me about…….]

Although it was a sudden phone call, there was no sign of any excitement or embarrassment because Jung Eun Bi, a popular celebrity, responded gracefully as usual.

[You know, that pill you gave me earlier. And I gave it to my dad, and he said, "This is so good, I wonder if I can get you more." And he called me.]

The poem clearly knew that silver would say this to cure vaginitis, but it made me confused how spontaneous it is to talk like a popular actor to really save it for my father.

[Oh, that's... I'm afraid we're all out.]

Is that so? When are you coming back in?]

I was able to give her unlimited medicine now, but I pretended not to, because I ran out of regular beans and Lesser Potions.

[I don't know. That's something I should get from someone I know.... I'll get back to you when I can.]

[Okay, please contact me if you get it later.]

Whether he had seen the effects well or not, he hung up on the situation. The poem was going to burn the soy sauce as slowly as possible. If you give me something right away, I don't know how precious it is. And no matter how negative and vaginal the lower potion is, rubbing it will slightly improve your vaginitis and not completely heal you.

In order to do that, I wanted to see the quality of the secret and cure it myself, but I couldn't come up with a proper plan. As long as a typical woman is not in the same hospital as an obstetrician, she doesn't even show her penis to men who like her secret penis, but there is no natural way to see her favorite celebrity's secret penis.

“Hmm……. ”

The poem caressed his chin and worried, but there was no easy answer.

“Hey, what's that? ”

While the poem was pondering for a long time, Chant approached and sat across from the poem and said, I was quite curious because there were so many papers on the table.

It was over 10: 00 at night, so it was already dark outside, and the guests were getting slower, so the cafe was pretty relaxed.

“I was bored, so I drew some cartoons, but they're not as good as I thought. ”

“Can I see it? ”

Praise was said with an interesting expression on the words of the poem. It was very surprising that the poem knew how to draw comics as well.

“Yes, take a look. ”

“Huh?"

The poem handed over the paper, and the praise gave a short admiration. On the white paper there was a picture of a woman who looked like herself working. However, I was just amazed at how delicate and beautiful the painting was. Even his face and clothes were lively, but the interior of the cafe, depicted in the background, was so elaborate that it could be expressed by painting.

“Brother……. You draw really, really well. ”

Praise was true.

“I'm a little embarrassed I'm practicing now. ”

“No, brother. I don't see many cartoons, but I've never seen a painting like this before. ”

Praise said, admiring the elongation. It's because the poem painted too well.

“Really? Thank you. But we still have a lot to work on. ”

Praise looked at the situation in a new way. I wanted to sing, paint, something I couldn't do.

“Can you draw me a picture later? ”

“Of course. I'll draw it for you anytime. ”

“Thank you, brother. ”

“That's enough for our compliment. ”

In the words of the poem, the hymn blushed slightly.

“Then why are you painting this all of a sudden? ”

“I'm practicing my comic book. ”

“A comic book?”

“Yeah, well, I'm still thinking about it. ”

The poem answered the praises, surprised and speaking. There were many drawbacks and it was not clear yet, so there was no shortage to publish the cartoon immediately. There were many realistic constraints and still lacked abilities.

Then I met the eyes of the demonstration and the poem. Whether he heard praise or not, the demonstration's eyes were full of curiosity, and he continued to look this way. It was surprising to think of her who was usually clumsy.

“Would you like to see a demonstration? ”

In case you were wondering, the poem told the demonstrator. No matter how much I looked at it, I wasn't just curious about it, but I was definitely interested in the area I was interested in.

In the words of the poem, the demonstration briefly conflicted. I definitely wanted to see it because I was interested. I would have finished with a simple "no".

“If you want to see it. ”

“…… Yes. ”

The hesitant demonstration approached the table and looked at the paintings of the poem. Soon after, I was a little surprised at the expression on the demonstration's face.

“Oh, how.... ”

“Yes? Why? ”

The admiration of the demonstration was a bit different from the praise. Praise was merely an admiration for the innocent public, but the demonstration seemed to know something.

“You draw well. ”

“Oh? Okay, thank you. ”

As the poem smiled and replied, the demonstration's expression was slightly excited. I could only see this change in my face because I had been working for more than a month because my facial expression changed so little.

“But you draw well, but if you want to draw comics, you can't do this. You have to weave Conti first. Otherwise, the character placement, the sphere, the choreography, are getting awkward like this. ”

“Oh, does she know anything about cartoons? ”

”A little.”

The poem replied without much of a demonstration, but I was secretly proud of my face.

“Then how do you weave that continent? ”

“Before you draw a contingent, you first conceive of the story and then you write the contingent with it. Conti draws roughly how to use the columns, how to put the lines in, what to do……. It must be hard for you to draw a cartoon without knowing this. ”

The demonstration was giving advice to the poet. However, the poem, who did not know that, nodded and was amazed. I was thinking about how to draw comics harder than I thought, but in a surprising place, a strange person who called demonstrations had a considerable knowledge of comics.

“Have you ever drawn a cartoon? ”

“I used to be a comic book in high school, and now I'm also a comic book in college. ”

The demonstration was a face of pride. Usually I don't care about any topics or even care about them, but the cartoon story made me want to be right.

“Do you like comics a lot? ”

“Fair enough.”

The demonstration, which I was just talking so hard about, answered the question of the poem again bluntly. But it felt like I wanted to hide the poem's question a little bit because I was embarrassed rather than feeling bad about it.

“Can you help me, then? I'm thinking of drawing a cartoon, but it's a little hard. ”

“I don't know how to do this. ”

“But you seem to know better than me. Can you help me out a little bit? ”

“I'm busy with school and cafes, so I don't have time for that. ”

At the words of the poem, the demonstration continued to refuse.

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