"You're a genius, Black Beast Teacher."

A balding middle-aged man with high-end gold-rimmed round-framed glasses patted the shoulder of a black-framed four-eyed boy in a serious manner.

This is a pale and weak big boy, standing in the wind like a weed withered pole fluttering in the wind, a high school student about eighteen years old, with thick black hair like weeds, it seems that he has been carefully groomed before going out, his hair is clean, his shirt is clean, and his canvas shoes are clean, but he is such a person, and he looks very gloomy.

What he lacks is sunshine, sunshine that makes people feel refreshed at first sight.

"So, Mr. Watanabe, this time...", full of flattery, there are only a handful of such compliments in his life, and with hope in his arms, the stingy teenager asked weakly.

"Keep up the good work... Teacher Black Beast. The middle-aged man said: "Not sophisticated enough, not superb enough, however, I admire your idea, digging deep is promising, but ah, people will only pay attention to your appearance, if you hate it at first sight, then you will never like it again, so to speak, do you understand?" ”

Shaking his head and nodding his head, he asked a little confused, "Isn't that good enough?" ”

"No, no, no, it's just a little worse than others, it's good to be a little better, you need to calm down, seriously polish the skills of painting, the future era, muscular people, robots will not be popular forever, the future belongs to the beautiful era, the lovely era, appearance is everything, beauty is justice, so, isn't it a bit too much to say that the people in this script are dead?"

"Then let one survive?" The boy weakly suggested.

"Isn't that even more excessive?" The middle-aged man replied in seconds.

Stare at...

"So what am I going to do?" The boy asked.

"It's still the same sentence, hone your skills, you are still young, and there are many possibilities in the future."

"Oh...", bowing his head, the boy said, "Yes, I see, thank you, Mr. Watanabe." ”

"Welcome to come back next time, keep up the good work."

"Yes."

After saying this, the figure of the teenager disappeared from the publishing house.

Looking at the blue sky in confusion.

Ah, the sun is a little harsh.

Do you have eyes in the sand...

When you think about it, take off your glasses, wipe the lenses clean after exhaling, and when you raise your hand, the long sleeves on your arms wipe the sweat off your face and put them on.

He turned his head to look at the big clock in the distance.

It's almost time to work.

He sighed quietly.

So, there's no time to hone your skills.

Just to survive is already doing my best.

The part-time job is very hard, the boy is a painter in an automobile factory, and he was a handyman earlier, and after working hard for a long time, he was appreciated by a senior to become an apprentice, and he worked hard for a long time to become a painting craftsman, which took about two years.

At the age of eighteen, he didn't go to school and worked part-time, of course, because of the price of youth.

Don't look at the bad picture of harmlessness to humans and animals now, in the earlier days, there were many worse and more bastards.

The content of the work is to stand on the assembly line, to a piece of spraying, matte black, silver gray, military green and so on the color, to be responsible for the deployment of a day's materials, stay in the workshop for a day, from six o'clock in the morning, to six o'clock in the evening, thousands of pieces of work, to ensure the quality and quantity of high concentration of operation, defective products will be deducted wages, not only that, in the operation workshop, it is really not a good place, the smell is very strong, the paint is a harmful gas, long-term stay in such an environment is very damaging to the body, summer is simply hell, The partition wall of the car is a baking and drying room, and every time I come out, I am sweaty, and the protective clothing is full of body moisture, which is soaked, and I can't wear my underwear home.

Happily, the salary is not bad, and there are occasional private jobs.

For example, the renovation of the car painting.

Every time he received such a job, the teenager was very happy because he could spray some interesting patterns.

The most annoying thing is the livery transformation of the rampaging people, and these guys occasionally pay their bills.

Because of the care of the seniors, the working hours of the teenager are night shifts, from 7 p.m. to 7 a.m., and his hands and feet are fast enough, and under the premise of ensuring quality, he can complete the quota task of the day in the second half of the night, so that he can sleep for two to three hours, and there is other work to be done during the day the next day.

What works?

A lot of jobs that make money.

The life of a teenager is full of busyness under the pressure of life.

Dream?

Let's talk about it when I think about it.

In the blink of an eye, three months have passed, and summer is coming.

After a long night's work, with heavy dark circles under his eyes and weed-like hair, the teenager left the company, took a nap on the bus, had no money on him, didn't have to worry about pickpockets, smelled of paint and sweat, and no one wanted to approach, the precise instinct woke up when he arrived at the station, and occasionally made a mistake, gloomy and lifeless came to the mall, the supper rationed in the company was completely cool, sitting on a bench with no one, waiting for the business to start, filling his belly.

The company doesn't care about the meal, this is a rare night shift welfare, it is the leftover breakfast, lunch and dinner in the canteen, the night shift is free, and there is no steward management, you can eat as much as you want, and it is very rich, however, the hot-selling dishes are not left, for example, the occasional high-end and delicious meat, but the meal cost of a day can save a lot of money.

So, I don't eat at noon.

Drink water to fill your stomach.

Today's daytime job is to hand out flyers.

You can make a lot of money all day, and the worst thing is that wearing a doll costume in the summer is a kind of torture.

However, the boy is very patient, he will endure no matter what, and he must endure no matter what, because the only thing that can be done is to endure.

This is probably one of the few advantages of himself.

If you can endure it, it counts.

It's better to be more than a palm.

Counting to ten is probably a bit difficult.

After the business starts, changing clothes in the corner of the changing room without the sight of colleagues, not inferiority, but self-awareness, it is a very annoying thing to have a smell on the body, if you don't want to see that kind of vision, such a choice is normal.

The young masters and ladies who came out to experience life during the summer vacation were discussing the prospects for the next work with great interest.

There are people who talk and laugh...

Is work fun?

Not.

It's just a rice bowl, it must be there, whether it's rice or something else, whether it's bitter or sweet, you don't know until you eat it.

But there is one thing, 365 days a year, if you don't change every day, no matter how delicious it is, it will become tasteless.

Put on a doll's head...

What does it look like?

Didn't pay attention.

Turn your head and forget it.

The movement is a bit clumsy, and the inconvenience of slow hands and feet.

It's like putting on a sluggish BUFF in the game, my heart is very anxious, stuffy and hot, it is difficult to breathe, and the water vapor on my face reminds the teenager of the gas mask he wore in the workshop.

It's still that one that's a little more uncomfortable.

It's a little uncomfortable.

Set off with the large army and follow the instructions to the area you are responsible for.

Distributing flyers or something, there is no technical difficulty, and you can do it with hands and feet.

It's summer vacation, and the team that distributes flyers is full of students, and there are no beautiful female students in the team.

Again, there is no interest in talking.

It's sleepy...

The eyelids are fighting...

Can't sleep.

However, if you want to raise your mind, you can do it...

This kind of simple work, the girls in the same group look very good at talking, and they don't look like people who can make small reports.

The premise is that you can't offend her.

It's good to be stupid and coax a few words.

However, if you don't want to talk, you will be misunderstood and have strange thoughts.

The morning passed, and the freshness passed.

The whole girl is like a frosted eggplant, the whole person is bored, and she generally says to the boy that she is tired, please let him work alone, and hide in the invisible place after seeing the boy nod.

It just so happened that he could relax a little by himself, leaning against the lamppost on the side of the street, hiding in the shadow of the building, the boy was wearing a fat doll costume, and in the crowd of people, he stretched out a hand like a sculpture, holding a flyer in his hand, leaning motionless against the lamppost.

One minute...

Two minutes...

Three minutes...

Finally, someone in the crowd took the teenager's flyer.

The young man who closed his eyes and recuperated felt a lightness in his hand, and his eyes did not open, and he reached out and took out a new leaflet from his stomach pocket.

A few minutes again, this time a little longer, someone took it.

Later, the boy did not even raise his hand, leaned against the lamppost, his stomach erected, and waited for the passer-by to come and fetch it himself.

Anyway, there isn't much left, and today's mission is complete.

Very tired, tired...

I want to rest, I want to...

Strangely, this strange practice has attracted people's attention.

One by one, seeing the mascot who handed out flyers like this, he took away all the remaining flyers after a while, and in the distance, there were rare and strange discussions among female high school students...

Take a picture with your camera.

Yelling and talking about kawaii and stuff...

Just take a picture...

Didn't get a picture of the face anyway.

It's weird to take off the doll hood and your face will scare these girls away.

It's not ugly...

It's over.

The second day continues, and so does the third day...

This is a big job, if you only do it for one day, the teenager will not come, and this kind of work will not end during the whole summer vacation.

"Did you hear that?"

"Over there in Sunset Park, there is also a cute bear handing out flyers, but the cheap one, the cheap one, the cute one, is not the same as the one here~"

"Really?"

"Really~"

The girls discussed what had happened and took the flyer with a smile on their own.

This one over here refers to itself...

Under the doll, the young man who closed his eyes opened his eyes slightly.

Forget it, it has nothing to do with you anyway.

He closed his eyes again.

A fresh and interesting day for others ends a boring and numb day for yourself.

Speaking of which, the club has a five-day holiday today, and the club department travels in the summer, so you don't have to go, although it's free, but it costs money on the way.

Back at home, the small one-room apartment of less than five square meters is such a room, and it is also terrible expensive.

Lying on the floor, staring blankly at the ceiling.

After a moment, I got up, brought a small table, turned on the electric light, found the sketch brush tool, and lay down on the table.

Unconsciously, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile.

Only then can it be considered happy.