The training finally ended.
Ye Changfeng dragged his exhausted body back home.
On the way, he stopped by the clothing store to pick up his new regular uniform.
Today had been completely ruined by Inui.
He was dead tired.
“I’m home!”
“Welcome back, Xiao Feng!” Yuki smiled.
“Hmm?
What’s that in your hand?
New clothes?”
“Hehe, let me see!” Mayu squeezed over and snatched the bag from his hands.
“Wow!
Blue and white sportswear and T-shirts.
Xiao Feng, what is this?” Mayu asked, tilting her head.
“Give it back.
This is the Seigaku tennis club regular uniform!” Ye Changfeng took the bag back.
“Oh!
Congratulations on making the regulars, Xiao Feng!” Yuki smiled gently.
“Quick, try it on and let us admire how handsome you look!”
“No way!” Ye Changfeng said.
“What if I look too handsome and charm you two sisters?”
“Hurry up and put it on for this young lady!” Mayu urged.
Ye Changfeng shook the uniform open with flair and put it on.
The blue and white Seigaku regular uniform looked sharp on him, especially with a large, bold Chinese character “风” (Wind) on the back — written by Ye Changfeng himself.
It gave the uniform a unique, stylish flair.
“Wow!
So cool!” Mayu’s eyes turned into hearts.
Yuki also stared at him with admiration.
“What do you mean cool?
It’s handsome!
Handsome, okay?!” Ye Changfeng complained.
“Oh right, Mayu-nee, these are the manga storyboards I made especially for you.
Take a look!”
It had been over 24 hours, so the Storyboard Generator had already produced the first ten chapters of Dragon Ball.
Mayu took the manuscripts.
She hadn’t taken her brother’s promise too seriously yesterday, but seeing that he had actually done it made her a little touched.
“Hmm, the title is Dragon Ball.
It sounds cute.
Looks like a story for kids!”
Goku, searching for Dragon Balls, fighting monsters… She quickly finished the first ten chapters.
“Xiao Feng, where’s the rest?
Is there more?” Mayu asked eagerly.
“Not yet.
I’ll make more tomorrow when I have time,” Ye Changfeng replied.
“Xiao Feng, did you really draw these?
They’re amazing!
You should submit this to King Weekly.
It’ll definitely be a huge hit!” Even though these were only storyboards, the beginning of Dragon Ball had already hooked her.
She desperately wanted to see what happened next.
“Hehe, of course I drew them!
I made them specifically for you, Mayu-nee!” Ye Changfeng said.
‘Sorry, Master Toriyama…’
“What do you mean?” Mayu asked, confused.
“Hehe, I’ll handle the story, and you’ll handle the artwork.
Let’s create a legendary manga that sweeps the entire world together!” Ye Changfeng stretched out his hand.
“Yes!
I love you so much, Xiao Feng!” Mayu grabbed his hand tightly, then ran back to her room.
“Wait for me!
I’m going to start drawing the final pages!
This time it’ll definitely work!”
Ye Changfeng shook his head with a smile.
“Mayu-nee is always so energetic…”
And just like that, one of the greatest manga creator duos in history was born.
“Xiao Feng, what about me?” Yuki looked at him with a pitiful expression.
“Hehe, how could I forget my dear Yuki-nee?” Ye Changfeng handed her a sheet of paper.
“This is a song I wrote specifically for you.
Take a look.”
“Secret Base ~Kimi ga Kureta Mono~!” Yuki read the title, picked up a guitar, and began singing softly.
Secret Base ~You Gave Me All~
The end of summer with you, I can’t forget
The dreams for the future, that huge hope
In August ten years later, I believe we’ll meet again
Holding onto the most beautiful memories…
(Our) meeting was a sudden moment at the crossroads on the way home
You greeted me saying “Let’s go home together”
…
“That’s the feeling!
It’s perfect!” Ye Changfeng thought, deeply moved.
Yuki was incredibly suited for this song — not just because of her Master-level Songstress skill, but because her voice was gentle and emotional.
She expressed the song’s feelings beautifully.
“Yuki-nee!
You’re a genius!
Those so-called superstars aren’t even a fraction as good as you!” Ye Changfeng praised sincerely.
Yuki blushed.
“Mmm… Xiao Feng, it’s because you wrote such a great song!
This is the most perfect song I’ve ever sung.
Thank you!”
“Yuki-nee, your singing will definitely shock the world!” Ye Changfeng said confidently.
…
“Xiao Feng, look!
I’ve already finished the final pages for the first chapter!” Mayu said excitedly.
‘That fast?
It’s only been half an hour.’
Ye Changfeng carefully compared Mayu’s artwork with the original Dragon Ball in his memory.
Overall, it was pretty good, but there was still a noticeable gap.
The biggest issue was the art style — it was too beautiful and stylized.
It reminded him strongly of Tsukasa Hojo’s style (City Hunter, Cat’s Eye).
This wouldn’t do.
If they kept this style, Dragon Ball would still be popular, but it wouldn’t become the timeless classic it should be.
“System, help Mayu upgrade her drawing skill to Grandmaster level!”
Ding!
Upgrade successful!
Ye Changfeng had discovered earlier that he could use the system to upgrade other people’s skills.
He had spent 10,000 points to boost Mayu’s drawing ability.
With Grandmaster-level drawing, she could now freely imitate any art style.
“Mayu-nee, try drawing it like this…” Ye Changfeng patiently explained the proper art style, character designs, proportions, backgrounds, etc.
An hour later, Ye Changfeng looked at Mayu’s revised chapter and nodded in satisfaction.
It was now about 90% similar to the original, with the remaining 10% being Mayu’s own touch — the characters were slightly more handsome than in the original.
Not bad at all.
“Perfect!
Just like that!
Finish one volume this week, then we’ll submit it!
This time, we’re going to make those editors regret rejecting you!”