How to Develop the King of Anime

Chapter [-] Meet the Lord of God

(Today is my birthday, but I still have to code (:з"∠))

After watching some of the videos on Niconico, Mo Xinyang just slept in the Internet cafe for a while and then set off immediately. He was accompanied by most of the people in the Internet cafe, including men and women, and people of all kinds. But these people from all over the world, they all have one thing in common - that is, they all like the second dimension.

Tokyo at night is terribly cold, and I shiver as soon as I go out. Even in a metropolis like Tokyo, there is no public transportation at such an early time. If you want to go to the venue, you can only use walking. Fortunately, this Internet cafe is far from the venue. Not too far.

The 'houses' who acted together were all silent, as if they were afraid that they would be too noisy and affect the surrounding residents. They went into battle lightly, which was completely different from those who went to the concert with all kinds of bits and pieces on them. These fighters who participated in the jihad They will try their best to lower their own weight, otherwise there will be too much stuff on them, but they will not be able to grab other people's.

Mo Xinyang was very fortunate that he had carefully studied the basic principles of jihad before coming to Japan, otherwise he would have worn a lot to cope with the cold night at this time.

That's right, Mo Xinyang wears very little clothes inside, because he knows that when he enters the stadium, he will be sweating profusely when he is crowded with so many people. It was very inconvenient for him to move. After being instructed by experts on the Internet, he brought a simple and lightweight blanket. When it was cold, it was covered with the blanket, and when it was hot, it was directly stuffed into the paper bag in his hand.

Walk two steps quickly and try to walk in front of the crowd. When Mo Xinyang came to the entrance of the venue, she felt dizzy and dizzy. Looking at the dark crowd at the entrance of the venue, she cursed secretly, gnashing her teeth: "Made, a group of authority dogs. !"

A dead Japanese house beside him gave him a strange look, perhaps because he was curious about the words he didn't understand.

'Going through the back door' happens in any country, and it's not a celestial feature. Just like the people in front who can queue up all night, they come from the so-called back door. For example, each of the stall owners in the venue has three tickets. If the booth is not large and does not require too many people, those tickets that are rich can be given to others.

Mo Xinyang cursed and fell silent. After years of torture by penguins in the Celestial Dynasty, he was used to this kind of behavior. He walked two steps to the end of the line. After walking through the 'back door', the people who came to the queue ahead of time chatted and laughed together, playing board games and staring at their mobile phones. He was a little helpless.

Because this trip came by himself without anyone to accompany him, Mo Xinyang could only spend it alone and alone after he had been away for a long time.

He took out the water and rice balls that the experts had pointed out from his bag to replenish his physical strength. Mo Xinyang could only watch the foreign people around him to pass the time. At this time, he had the feeling of coming to a foreign country by himself. of loneliness.

Suddenly, there was a sound of music in Mo Xinyang's ear, the sound was very small, and he couldn't even hear what it was, but the melody felt a little familiar to him. He turned his head along the place where the sound came, and saw his own. Sitting next to him was a thin boy, who was probably a college student based on his age. He was listening to the music on his mobile phone with headphones on. Only when the headphones were turned on would there be a faint lingering sound that could be heard by Mo Xinyang. arrive.

Subconsciously looking at his mobile phone, he was surprised to find that the video he was watching was the cover of the last Niconico song that was just released today, but the ranking climbed very quickly.

The song sung is "BAD.APPLE" by the Lord of God. After the post-processing and the cover of the female voice, it does have some strength, and the lyrics are also very good, so this very level cover also makes this UP master a little hot.

His overly focused expression made the boy who was concentrating on listening to the song find that he looked at Mo Xinyang strangely.

"Ah, sorry, sorry!"

Mo Xinyang quickly waved his hand to apologize, it's really not good to peep at people. In this foreign country, it's better to do such impolite things as little as possible.

"Not Japanese?"

The male voice listening to the song took off his headphones and asked.

Although Mo Xinyang can speak Japanese, his accent is not very pure, and he can tell the difference when he hears it.

"Heavenly people."

"Hello, hello! My name is Matsuzawa..."

"Hello Matsuzawa-kun, my name is Mo Xinyang."

Although most of the people in this group do not have strong social skills, if everyone is in the same group, it is easy to become friends. People from two different countries have become acquainted with each other because of the two-dimensionality they like, and discuss together. Played the latest new game.

Mo Xinyang also began to feel excited. He was too lonely by himself, and now he finally found a company. Of course, he said that two college students from different countries who had never met before fell into meeting. Hate late communication.

"Matsuzawa-kun, you said that there are so many people in front of me, can I grab Lord God Lord's "Yue Ji"?"

Mo Xinyang's unintentional sighing sentence made Songze alert. He looked at him with the eyes of the enemy, "...You also want to snatch Lord God Lord's "Yue Ji"?"

"Of course!"

Mo Xinyang's hostility towards Songze was a little strange.

"Although I had a good time chatting with you, Mo Jun, this is a war. If Mo Jun's goal is the same as mine, even if it is you, I will not back down!"

Seeing the excited friend he just met in front of him, Mo Xinyang felt ashamed. Why are these dead Japanese people so second? !

"Let's not talk about that, before we become enemies, the ones in front are the ones that should be paid more attention to!"

Mo Xinyang looked up at the group of 'backdoors' in front of him. Although he didn't know the exact number, it was roughly estimated that there were definitely a thousand people. Come and join them in the place they have already occupied.

Hearing Mo Xinyang's words, Matsuzawa hesitated for a moment, and then pondered like a reasoner: "... Although the Lord God said that "Yue Ji" only sold a thousand copies this time, he didn't say it was a few thousand, it must be absolutely It can't be [-], otherwise most people have no hope of grabbing it at all, and can only be bought by those who have tickets, but since it is a limited edition, you can't expect too much. It's impossible to buy all of "Yue Ji", and with the restriction that each person can only buy one, as long as our luck is not too bad, we should have no problem catching up to the end."

Looking at this new friend who was full of secondary school students before, and now he has become a famous detective, Mo Xinyang finally breathed a sigh of relief. The previous chat let him know that this new friend is an old soldier who often participated in jihad. His guess should be correct, if he finally came to CM once but didn't buy what he wanted, then the hardships of these few days would be in vain.

"That... You may be unfamiliar with Mo Jun when you first came here. Would you like me to take you to the booth of Lord God Lord?"

"Really? Thank you so much!"

Mo Xinyang was overjoyed when he heard it. Although he brought the field map, he was not familiar with the place to find the specific location. He was definitely not as strong as the 'indigenous' people here.

"Seeing that you are also a fan of Lord God and an international friend, just follow me."

After Song Ze paused, he said meaningfully: "...Mo Jun is ready now, maintain sufficient physical strength, and show your momentum to face the next challenge, it is too much to meet the Lord of God. Anything will definitely fail!"

Mo Xinyang was stunned, is this going to the battlefield?

Chapter [-] When the Holy War Begins

(Thank you all for the birthday wishes!)

The sky was already bright, and when the time approached the opening of CM, the housekeepers who were still sitting on the ground and playing board games in a circle all stood up silently, and they put away the food and drink packages they brought with them. , folded the blankets he was wearing, and waited silently like soldiers who were about to enter the battlefield. Mo Xinyang instantly felt a sense of fear shrouded in the depressing atmosphere of the scene, and he shrank his neck. He also learned from the person in front of him to pack up his things. Although the clothes he was wearing were very thin and the air outside was a little cold, there were some sweat stains on his forehead.

"Now these people are all trying to grab big things. People who come back after a while usually come to CM to see and buy whatever they want. For example, those photographers and coser will arrive later."

Matsuzawa explained to his new international friend, and at the same time, he finished cleaning up, indicating that Mo Xinyang must keep up with him for a while.

Following Song Ze's stomping on the spot, Mo Xinyang was still a little puzzled, not knowing what kind of scene he would see in a while.

As time passed by, 220 Mo Xinyang's heart was also tense. It's not that he never participated in the comic exhibition in the Celestial Dynasty, but in the Celestial Dynasty, there will be a situation where you won't be able to buy anything if you don't grab it, there As long as you don't go there in the afternoon, you can usually buy everything, and there will never be a case of being sold out.