How to Develop the King of Anime

"...The new work has no inspiration. It's good to spend some time here to find some inspiration."

Shiyu of Kasumigaoka said that, although it was also one of the reasons, but she would never say it because she was not frank. It was the shy and straightforward declaration of 'I am here because you are here'.

"I'm too busy with work, and I also need time to rest. I don't need to do anything anyway. Isn't it very pleasant to feel the atmosphere of the next school and relax."

Jingong Yao still had a calm and indifferent smile on his face, and with his handsome face, he had a more refined and mature temperament. He raised his head and looked out the window, where the sun was still a little dazzling, and swept across the classroom again. , An Yilun, who is very enthusiastic, is still quarreling with Ying Lili, who is easy to fry. The blackboard in front of the classroom is clean, and there is a flash of nostalgia in his eyes. For a person who has experienced society, if he can, of course he would choose to go to school happily, instead of wrestling with others in that intriguing shopping mall.

"...It's hard work, Yaojun."

Seeing the sigh in the dazzling corner of the Jingu, Kasumigaoka Shiyu felt a pain in her heart. Although she also has a writing job now, she still does not need to think too much like a carefree student most of the time. But Jingu Yao is different. Now he is the president of many people. Even for those employees, he can't give up anything. He no longer represents himself, he is no longer a person.

The slender, white and tender jade hand grasped Jingu Yao's big hand from under the table, and the cold skin was tightly gripped, as if telling Jingu Yao that the girl named Shiyu of the Hill of Xia would keep walking with him until He doesn't need her anymore.

Chapter [-] Urban Legend

Sawamura Spencer Eiri, now she feels a pain in her head, very painful.

Obviously I don't agree with this ticket-playing fan club, no, even a club is a bit too much, and it can't even be said that like-minded people gather together to play games, but just a few boring people sitting here discussing. She seemed to be very annoyed by the question, but for some inexplicable reason even herself, Eri accepted the invitation and became the gamer of this upcoming game, or a game that may never be released in her entire life. original artist.

But why does it become like this?In the beginning, you guys were more motivated, but why is it now that only me is the one who really cares!

The veins on Ying Lili's forehead were straight up, and her anger was suppressed on her charming and fair face. Isn't this discussing the settings of the game?Why are these people playing one by one?

That black-bellied and dark novelist has been staring at the computer screen. Anyway, this woman can't do anything but stare blankly at the document. It's okay for the heroine who has no sense of presence to play on the mobile phone. I know you are being forced to come here. Yes, but as the initiator of the project, can't you give full play to your abilities as the dead house of the 'childhood friend', and the guy named 'God Lord', known as the 'King of the Industry', can't show your ability The majesty of seniors!

Ying Riri was really frustrated, why did she waste time here with these guys.

"This...this...this...this is the legendary No. [-] elf, which only exists in the fantasy of urban legends!"

An Yi Lun's loud roar startled Ying Riri.

"Senior, senior, Lord God! Please let me take a good look at this legendary elf!"

That's right, the planner who originally initiated the game production is now sitting next to Jingu Yao, and he is also playing "Pokemon" with Jingu Yao with an NDS in his hand.

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu has no complaints about An Yilun also robbing her boyfriend. This woman with a black belly and a vicious tongue, who seems to be willful and twisted, is actually very soft and kind at the bottom of her heart, and she is very considerate of others. The busy figure all day long triggered her motherhood. If Jingu Yao could play games in her spare time to relax and have fun, Shiyu Kasumigaoka would be satisfied.

I was passing the time playing "Pokemon" and wanted to see the difference between the full version of the game and the game I remembered. Jingu Yao smiled, and then handed the handheld to An Yi Lun. .

The excited otaku took out his mobile phone and took a photo, hoping to use this photo to prove that the urban legend is true, and that there is indeed the existence of the [-]st elf in this game.

"Could this be cheating?"

An Yilun asked in disbelief.

Ever since this 'urban legend' came into being, I don't know how many game experts have been madly immersed in the game, trying to find clues that they didn't find, and caught the [-]st elf, while a certain game The editor of the magazine has been doing this work lately, and the magazine's sales have been hitting new highs.

"This is a special gift. The company will have an event soon, and will present the [-]st elf called 'Dream' in the event."

Jingu Yao explained a little, and An Yilun nodded frantically.

'Sure enough, I am lucky to know the Lord of God himself. '

An Yilun also sighed to himself that every time he could get some news from Jingu Yao in advance, it made this well-known 'strategist' on the Internet get more support.

"Hey, you two! If you want to play games, go home! Do you want to say anything about the game? If you don't, I'll go home!"

Eiri, who finally couldn't stand it any longer, jumped out and shouted at the two men who were very happy playing games.

"Wait, wait a minute, Eiri!"

An Yilun, who had regained his senses, also quickly stopped her, with a pleading look on his face.

"I'm sorry it's too late! I decided to go back and catch up on the draft!"

"No, don't! Even if you have to rush the draft, please draw the character!"

"I can't do it, I can't do it! I have no time to waste with you!"

Eiri, who had fallen into a willful state, refused without hesitation.

"Then... sketches? Sketches are fine too!"

"Don't talk about sketches, even if I draw stick figures, I can't draw them. You should still die, An Yilun!"

With her two golden ponytails fluttering, Eri Ri held her head high and scorned the consumer house.

"Even if you keep your head up high, the cups won't increase, Eri!"

At this time, Jingu Yao put the game save and put the handheld on the desk, and provoked her with one hand on her cheek.

"Pfft-"

Kasumigaoka Shiyu, who was beside her, laughed outright. She glanced at Ying Riri's chest and revealed a malicious smile.

"You...you guy, you are sexual harassment, sexual harassment!"

Ying Li Li jumped her feet under An Yi Lun's wry smile, pointed at Jingu Yao and shouted, "...Sorry, my motivation is gone, the original painting character design and so on are still handed over to the one over there. 'My Lord God'!"

With a flick of her sleeves, Ying Riri calmed down temporarily and was about to leave.

"Although I draw manga, I'm not a professional artist. If you think you can't do this job, Yingri, you can leave. You are an erotic fan writer in the guise of an artist."

"boom!"

As soon as Jingu Yao finished speaking, Ying Li slapped the desk in front of Jingu Yao directly, causing the handheld to jump.

From the sullen expression on Ying Riri's face, she knew that her hand must be hurting.