How to Develop the King of Anime

However, although his tone is a bit exaggerated, he may be right, because the things in Jingu Yao's mind can indeed lead the industry to a peak, just like what happened in another time and space.

'But the time of the house is coming?The government probably hates me to death. '

Jingu Yao secretly vomited, thinking that due to the existence of low birthrates and the increase of otaku in another time and space, the productivity of the whole of Japan is declining, and the Japanese government has long wanted to change it.

"Also, still! Lord God, your previous tweet said that you would compose the music yourself. Did you compose the song just now?"

An Yilun also spoke very fast, as if he couldn't see the person next to him, his whole attention was on Jingong Yao.

"Indeed I did it."

Jingu Yao said boldly that although it is not difficult for him to compose music with his current talent and ability, the songs he played before are at most an adaptation of the songs in his mind.

"You are really amazing!! I have also read the school idol project on the magazine "SCHOOL.IDOL" that you founded. Although many people on the Internet are not optimistic about this project, I think this project has the possibility of success!"

An Yilun also stroked his glasses and said incessantly.

"...Seeing that you are working so hard for the development of the industry, I have a rush to create!"

An Yilun also suppressed his inner excitement and clenched his fists with both hands.

"Creating is a very troublesome thing, whether it's writing novels, drawing comics or making games."

Jingu Yao's words were mild, but he spoke with a persuasion in his words. This otaku has a good heart, and now he looks like a fanatical fan, so Jingu Yao doesn't want him to take a line without thinking.' The creators' path, that's too likely to fail.

"The Lord God I know! I won't do it until I have a good inspiration! I hope you can help me at that time!"

He stared at Jingu Yaodao with small stars in his eyes.

"Ah, let's talk about it..."

Jingu Yao gave an ambiguous answer, he did not dare to agree to this kind of thing casually.

"Cough cough..."

Seeing that An Yilun was also caught in the endless questioning of Jingu Ying, Yingli Li, who was on the side, was upset. She covered her mouth and pretended to cough twice, drawing An Yilun's attention.

"Eriri? Why are you here?!"

An Yi Lun also finally discovered Ying Li Li, but the first sentence made the girl's face darken.

"Why can't I be here!"

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Ying Li Li leaned forward and glared at An Yi Lun, her two golden double ponytails swung, as if she wanted to use them as whips to slap the otaku who was completely incomprehensible.

She only felt a little aggrieved in her heart. Mingming and An Yilun were also childhood sweethearts, and she even had her reasons for bringing him into the deep pit of the 'house', but since certain things in elementary school, the two have become this vague. Clear state, but Eri Ri does have an unusual feeling for this playmate she has known since childhood.

It was a hazy, youthful feeling. It was a faint love that a once lonely girl found after she found a playmate. Maybe it wasn’t fiery, but it would thrive with the swaying of the wind. into deep love.

It's just that this relationship was just sprouted, and it was abandoned by the man who turned a blind eye, leaving the girl who had just developed a woman's feelings to be stillborn.

Love is such an inexplicable thing, some people fall in love at first sight, and some people's other half does not match them at all, let passers-by see that there is always a kind of emotion stuck in the cow dung, Yingli Li is indeed facing An Yilun also has the heartbeat of adolescence, even if he is just a handsome otaku who seems to have accomplished nothing in other respects.

However, sometimes things like feelings can change very quickly, especially when it has not yet developed to a climax but has been injured.

An Yilun also doesn't understand Ying Lili's feelings at all, or he can sense it slightly, but for An Yilun, 'two-dimensional beautiful girl' is what he is after. In other words, in fact An Yilun is also a person who cares more about his career.

"No, no, that's not what I meant! I just didn't expect you, Yingri, to know the Lord God!"

An Yilun also quickly shook his hand, but what he said was not an apology, but a helpless statement.

"Mr. Kashiwagi Yingri, Xia Shizi, and Lord God! I didn't expect that I was so lucky to meet so many great creators who are fighting for the second-dimensional career in a place like school!"

An Yi Lun's voice became excited again. This otaku seemed to have inexhaustible energy, and he didn't have the loneliness that an otaku should have.

However, the one who responded to him was Ying Lili's fuming again, "...you one by one, don't call me by that title!"

Her face was a little flustered, although she knew that there was no one else here, and Shiyu of Xiazhiqiu had long known her other identity, but she was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, if someone else listened, then she Yingli Li's first-life reputation is really going to be ruined, and it is impossible to say that she will become hidden and tucked like she did in elementary school, and she will not dare to communicate with others after being discovered.

However, An Yilun didn't see her worry, but pulled Jingu Yao again and happily said to Yingri: "...By the way, Yingri, you don't know yet, I went to Akihabara last time. I just gave it to Lord God! I didn’t expect Lord God to create so many good works, and sending out those BD discs is the most correct decision in my life!”

In An Yi Lun's consciousness, the disk that he sent out did not dare to say that he created a two-dimensional creator, but after all, he brought Jingu Yao into this world. For this person who deeply loves two-dimensional As an otaku, nothing makes him feel more fulfilled than this.

An Yilun will also look at Ying Lili and Jingu Yao for a while. The excitement on his face is not falsified. If it is just this picture of piety towards 'career', it is really touching, but girl But you won't notice this. For girls, how to be successful in their careers also needs the care of others.

Ying Riri's teeth clenched her lower lip tightly, her face was a little indifferent, and she smiled, "...Well, it turned out to be a gift to the Jingu."

This girl wouldn't call Jingu Yao's name even during a voice chat. Even if she teased her, it would only make her angry, but now hearing her voice again, it's inexplicably a bit heart-wrenching. .

"Anyway, that thing isn't what you like, Ying Lili, and I didn't lend you my share after reading it."

"Yeah, I seem to have forgotten to return it to you. When I get home today, I will find it and put it at your door."

She gritted her teeth and said, wishing to bite An Yilun directly to death.

At this time, even the neurotic An Yi Lun found out that Ying Riri was wrong. He opened his mouth, and his tone became a little weaker, "... Ying Riri, you..."

"Don't call me so intimately, An Yilun is also a classmate!"

Ying Riri lowered her head to prevent people from seeing the tears in her eyes, and felt aggrieved in her heart.

At the beginning, even if I went to draw doujinshi, it was because of you, but in your eyes, there is nothing other than the 'two-dimensional beautiful girl', and this person, Ying Li Li, in her is ' Ying Li Li' Before, the more important thing was that she was Mr. Kashiwagi Eri, the creator who was very famous in the fandom world.

He walked to the door of the music classroom with his head lowered like this. Although he fell in love with this creation after he started to draw fans, he fell in love with this dream job, not because of someone, but that The original reason could not be abandoned just like that.

When she came to the door, Ying Lili didn't squat down and put on her shoes, but just let her delicate jade feet wrapped in white silk stuff it inside, and she walked out the door half wearing shoes and half dragging her shoes. After closing it tightly, the atmosphere in the room was icy cold for a while.