How to Develop the King of Anime

Jingong Yao pressed his forehead in distress and struggled for a while before saying, "...I'll give it to you next month."

There was too much work, and Jingu Yao was already dizzy.

"President, please don't delay, I have already released the announcement."

Keigo Otsuka's expression was also a little anxious.

"You didn't do it!"

Glancing at him, if it wasn't for the editor-in-chief's play, why would Jingu Yao need to be in such a hurry.

Keigo Otsuka smiled awkwardly, this was indeed his problem.

"Okay, that's it for today, everyone will go back early."

"President, walk slowly!"

Several people said in unison.

Jingu Yao adjusted his clothes, smiled at them, and left here...

As the president, of course, you can come and go as you want, and the other people are expected to complete some aftermath work.

-

I drove my sports car back home after a desperate traffic jam.

The night of late autumn came a little faster. Even at this time, the weather was completely dark. The metropolis at night was full of vitality. When Jingu Yao drove his car to the door, he was preparing to When it was delivered to the garage, he blinked out of the corner of his eyes, and the whole person was stunned, looking at a beautiful woman standing at the door of his house in surprise.

It was a girl about the same age as herself. The blonde hair in the moonlight was like pearls in a clear river, shining with faint starlight. From the side, it looked like a sculpture in the hands of a sculptor, with distinct facial features.

This is a typical European and American, as for which country Jingu Yao can't guess.

"Could it be that foreign fans found my home address and come to spend the Spring Festival dinner with me?"

Jingu Yao smiled in a low voice and said something he didn't believe.

Parking the car temporarily on the side of the road, Jingu Yao got out of the car and came not far behind the girl, and shouted, "...Hi, beauty! Are you doing anything at my door?"

An authentic British English blurted out from Jingu Yao's mouth. There was no strange pronunciation of Japanese speaking English. In the face of foreigners, everyone would subconsciously use English to test it.

The girl 0.6 who was ringing the doorbell of Jingu Yao's house was startled, her body shook, and she slowly turned around.

The color of her skin is very light, a typical Caucasian. Compared with the fair and delicate skin of an oriental woman, she lacks a certain transparent texture. The blue eyes that are like a midsummer ocean are full of surprise, and the bridge of her nose is full of surprise. Tall and tall, it is different from ordinary Europeans with a stiff face, but with a little more oriental softness. In general, this is a very European-style beauty, even the first sight of Jingu Yao is quite For stunning.

"Hello, I'm Rita Einsworth..."

"What? Einzbern?!"

This name is awesome...

"..."

The gentle smile on the girl's face stiffened, and she continued, "...It's Einsworth! Einsworth!!!"

Chapter [-] Women of the British Empire

"Hello, hello, my name is Emiya Yao, Miss Einzbern!"

Jingu Yao smiled and said something that no one could understand. He stood in front of the girl casually, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like the kind of gangster who was molesting the girl.

"I'm sorry for the sudden visit so late, but Mr. Jingu, can you stop joking like that?"

The corners of the girl's mouth twitched, but she still maintained a perfect and elegant smile, and said softly.

"kindness?"

Jingu Yao's brows wrinkled, he retracted his lazy and casual stance, and stood upright in front of Rita Einsworth, his narrowed eyes filled with great pressure.

Suddenly being called out by someone's name means that the other party has come prepared.

The eyes met, neither Rita nor Jingu Yao was shy, but Jingu Yao's eyes moved and began to look down.

The fitted shirt made her breasts appear more plump, her waist was slender and tightly tucked, a light-colored wool sweater was draped over it, and her lower body was wearing a pleated skirt with a plaid pattern, and her calf was slender with pantyhose. The overall dress is more Japanese-style than European-style. It seems that when this girl came here, she deliberately changed her dress, giving the overall impression of elegance and purity.

Jingu Yao has to admit that from the perspective of body 16, the figure of this European and American woman is much better than that of the real white at home. Although both of them are blond, the gap is quite large in terms of bare breasts.

"What? Isn't Mr. Jingu mesmerized by my beauty?"

She smiled and said mischievously, speaking fluent Japanese.

"I can speak English. I'd better ask Miss Einsworth to speak English. I can't compliment your Japanese skills. I'm really tired of trying to guess what you mean."

Jingu Yao's words made Rita's mouth froze again, only to think that this man is really not a gentleman!

Rita Eindsworth considers herself to be good at Japanese, but now she is devalued.

However, even if the man in front of him is not a gentleman, as a woman in the British Empire, you must be tolerant.

"Well, I'll speak English, and you can call me Rita instead of Einsworth."

"Oh, then you can just call me Jingu. In Japan, it's a very kind expression to call people by their names. We don't know each other, so don't call them that. Of course, I'll call you Rita. In Europe and America, this is It's normal, right?"

Jingu Yao said some tongue twisters. For some reason, seeing this girl made Jingu Yao feel uncomfortable for a while, so she kept choking on her, otherwise, in the face of this kind of beauty, Jingu Yao would have become polite long ago.

Rita Einsworth's forehead was bruised with blue veins, her fingers tightly holding the schoolbag sling on her arm, she didn't know where she had provoked the eldest young master in front of her.

The two fell silent, Jingu Yao thought for a moment, and then slowly said: "... Before the topic returned, how did you know my name, Miss Rita? I don't think my fame has gone abroad. Sea to England."