Indifferent Ome actually always has bad intentions towards me

Chapter 57: A silly girl marries an idiot!
Today's part-time job ends.

Lin Yuan sat on the bench in the lounge and yawned loudly.

He went to bed very late and had an early morning shift today, which resulted in him not getting enough sleep.

"Going for a cup of coffee?"

Ding Liang on the side saw Lin Yuan who was very sleepy and made a suggestion.

"Okay."

Although drinking coffee when you are sleepy is theoretically too late and useless.

But Lin Yuan still decided to have a drink.

My mouth has been feeling a little sweet lately.He wanted to drink something bitter to counteract it.

"Let's go then."

In this way, after changing out of their work clothes, Ding Liang and Lin Yuan found a coffee shop.

Lin Yuan ordered an Americano, while Ding Liang ordered a caramel latte.

After finding a seat and sitting down, Ding Liang began to look around the environment in the store.

The decoration is sophisticated and bright.Very much like a place to be able to talk about things.

So Ding Liang spoke.

“It feels like it fits the theme of today.”

"Really? Are you sure you're not at the wine table?" After taking a sip of coffee, the bitter feeling refreshed Lin Yuan a little, and then said with a smile.

When it comes to talking about things, I think it’s better to talk over a wine table than in a coffee shop.

"You don't drink either!"

After hearing Lin Yuan's arrogant remarks, Ding Liang spoke.

"That's true. Liangzai, please continue."

He just complained subconsciously.In fact, there is no intention of being a lever.

"cough."

Seeing that Lin Yuan was no longer complaining, Ding Liang coughed hard in order to return the atmosphere to seriousness.

Then, he spoke in a very serious tone.

"Old Lin, I want to play games!"

"Yeah. But making games is not easy."

Ding Liang rarely spoke in such a serious tone, and Lin Yuan, who knew this, did not continue to lean on the sofa chair.He straightened up and spoke.

Regarding games, although he has never developed them.But Lin Yuan will learn some of the development stories behind the games he likes.

Therefore, Lin Yuan knows that developing games is not an easy task.

However, it is not easy to come back. Lin Yuan is still very optimistic about the future of game development.After all, domestic games have been slowly awakening and rising in recent years.

Similarly, players’ awareness of genuine products is also increasing.As long as the game is well done, players will definitely be willing to pay for it.

"I know it's not easy to develop a game. So I want to start with a game with a relatively simple threshold."

"What type of game are you planning to make?"

"gal game."

"Love Game"

Lin Yuan was not surprised after hearing Ding Liang's answer.

Because Ding Liang usually likes to play galgame.

It's like writing a novel.When I write for the first time, I definitely want to write about the genre I like.

When it comes to developing games, you definitely want to develop the genre you like.

"But the production threshold for galgame is not low, right?"

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Yuan spoke.

He doesn't understand game development, and he doesn't understand programming.But he has played several love games.

I want to make an excellent galgame.Put aside the program.The script and illustrations must be excellent.

If possible, the character dubbing and in-game music should also be included.This will make players feel more involved.

Think about it this way, in fact, the development threshold is not low?

"That's why I came to see Lao Linqian!"

"What?"

"Old Lin! I leave the script to you!"

Ding Liang patted Lin Yuan's shoulder hard and said solemnly.

"..."

The topic jumped so fast that Lin Yuan couldn't keep up for a while. "Don't worry. I'll pay."

Seeing Lin Yuan's silence, Ding Liang opened his mouth to add.

Although it's a pleasure to go whoring for nothing for a while, it's always a pleasure to go whoring for nothing.

But it is impossible for Ding Liang to take advantage of good brothers to such an extent.

"That's not what I meant. What I meant was..." After hearing Ding Liang's words, Lin Yuan pinched his eyebrows helplessly, and then continued: "Liang Zai, do you like the script I wrote?"

It's not a presumption.

Because yesterday when he showed Ding Liang the novel he wrote.Ding Liang did not think highly of his novels.To be precise, it's very poor.

And now Ding Liang actually asked him to be responsible for the game's script...

"Do you want to hear the truth from me?"

"Of course."

We are all good friends, so what’s the point of telling lies?
"This is my first time developing a game, and this is your first time writing a script, Lao Lin. We are two types of idiots marrying idiots - no one should dislike the other." Ding Liang rolled his eyes and then said.

He is a rookie, and Lin Yuan is also a rookie.Can rookies still dislike each other?
"..."

A nice postscript.

But what Ding Liang said made Lin Yuan heave a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he didn't want to agree at first.

After all, Ding Liang should have a better choice than letting him write the script as a newcomer.

Regardless of interest or career, the higher the starting point, the better.

But Ding Liang said so now.Lin Yuan himself didn't have any worries.

"Leave it to me to write the game script." Lin Yuan said.

He and Ding Liang, the two rookies, just cheer together!Let’s work hard to not hold the opponent back!

"So quick to promise?"

According to Ding Liang's original thoughts, Lin Yuan should be more hesitant.

After all, Lin Yuan has a part-time job and has his own novel to write.It’s probably hard to find the energy to write a script.

"I also want to try to write various themes. You won't let me write a campus-related script today, and I plan to write another campus-related novel." Lin Yuan said.

"Are you going to double-open?"

From what Lin Yuan said, if he didn't come to see him today, he seemed to be planning to write two novels at the same time.

You know, writing two novels at the same time is very tiring.

That kind of tiredness is not as simple as multiplying it by two.

"Yes."

"So hardworking?"

Ding Liang was very surprised when he received Lin Yuan's affirmative reply.

He knew that Lin Yuan worked very hard and diligently in writing novels, but Ding Liang did not expect that he planned to write both novels.

"It's not hard work, it's just..."

As he spoke, Lin Yuan's speaking speed began to slow down.

He looked at the blurred reflection of the coffee plane.

The blurry reflection made his thoughts gradually drift away.

In his mind, an extremely familiar face appeared in his mind.Very beautiful, but always cold.

"Just what? Old Lin, you should tell me!" Ding Liang became anxious when he noticed that Lin Yuan had lost his voice while talking.

He really couldn't stand this "half-speaking" way of whetting his appetite.

"It's not a big deal."

Looking at the anxious Ding Liang, Lin Yuan shook his head and spoke.

It's not something worth being so anxious about.

Generally speaking, he knew that such words could not eliminate Ding Liang's eagerness.

Lin Yuan leaned back, took a deep breath, and said what he had not finished just now.

"I'm just a little reconciled."

Born on the same day.

Known since childhood.

It's a childhood sweetheart.

But he was left far behind.

(End of this chapter)