It was a comic show about 7 or 8 years ago. It was the first time I saw someone wearing a Captain White Ling shirt. It’s just that the attention of the viewer was attracted by the previous Kakashi. Someone asked curiously, which comic is this cos, is the new writers group? I wanted to proudly tell them that its name is Shinigami, and it is the most popular and powerful Goting 13 team.
From that time on, I firmly believed that this male protagonist is a bit over-blooded and the female protagonist is a young manga of an airport. It will definitely be popular, and it will definitely attract the attention of the world.
Sure enough, a few years later, it spread rapidly in the streets and alleys of China at the speed of light. The name of each captain and the scribbles of each person gradually became familiar. The delicate style of the girl also made the forum more and more familiar. Many female fans discuss which character is more handsome.
At that time, the first season of ED's life is a boat successfully became the anime hit of that year, sweeping the charts of various anime music.
At that time, the god of death finally climbed to the same position as Naruto and OP, became the three pillars of Jump, and became the world-famous migrant worker man I expected.
The robbery grounds in the corpse soul world let everyone see the talent of 98, the smooth and gorgeous sceneries, the ups and downs of the plot, and the subtle foreshadowing settings.
Until the past few years, I have been watching one after another, the death in my heart has lost its original appearance after a mess of fire.
Gradually procrastinated, repetitive battles in large lengths, gradually shrinking story structure, captains with huge fluctuations in combat power, and many flaws and bugs.
The god of death gradually walked off the altar, and was almost squeezed to the bottom of the jump. Until then, suddenly entered the final chapter of the thousand-year bloody battle. Suddenly the old man swallowed it, and suddenly everyone started to pay attention again.
Probably because we all know that it finally came to an end ten years ago.
So I still can't help but sigh, this decade, really last year, in this door today, the human face is red, and the human face does not know where to go, the peach blossom still smiles in the spring breeze.
I am not the me, and you are not the you, but I still remember you as you were ten years ago.
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