How to Develop the King of Anime

"If you knew what your teacher said to me, you wouldn't be so happy."

Jingu Yao whispered something, but did not let her sister hear clearly.

"I don't know what Senior Brother Anthony's house is doing..."

Jingu Airi was very serious about Jingu Yao's question. After thinking about it for a while, she hesitated: "...It's just an ordinary middle class in Italy. I don't know what his parents do."

"Not the Italian Mafia?"

Jingu Aili looked at Jingu Yao in amazement, and said inexplicably, "...Why do you think so?"

"The son of the godfather of the mafia fell in love with a certain girl, but the girl rejected him clearly, and he held grudges and used force directly!"

Jingu Yao said the common plot in the novel.

"Have you watched too many movies or too many novels? How can you be so naive..."

Jingu Airi rolled her eyes at her brother with a look of contempt.

He didn't care about his sister's contempt for Jingu Yao, and laughed out loud.

Sure enough, reality is always reality, it is not so easy to meet the godfather of the mafia, and it is not so coincidental that everyone likes a girl, and even if you do meet the son of the godfather of the mafia, it is estimated that the other party will not do such stupidity People who can sit in the top position are not fools. They will investigate carefully before doing things and will not act according to their preferences. After knowing the identity of the other party, it is even more impossible to do stupid things.

As for those second generation ancestors, Jingong Yao said that those second generation ancestors could never mobilize the resources of the family, just like myself and my sister, I might be able to mobilize some resources at home to do things, but if my sister wants to do it, it is impossible. Yes, because she doesn't have that power at all.

"Hey... clichés really don't happen in reality. In the legal society of this developed country, there are not so many fights."

Jingu Yao sighed softly and sighed. Unless he went to the battlefield in the Middle East, the probability of encountering those life-threatening events was the same as the probability of encountering terrorist attacks.

"Write less novels in the future, your head is already abnormal."

She was never polite to her brother Jingu Airi, it was common practice to criticize him, not to mention that she liked the feeling that only she could criticize him.

"Even if Brother Anthony is really related to some kind of mafia, he will never do such a tasteless thing."

"But your senior brother didn't give up, it's more or less the seed of infatuation."

"I have rejected him very politely. It is his choice to give up or not, and it has nothing to do with me."

Jingu Airi said indifferently.

"Euphemistically?"

Hearing this word, Jingu Yao just thought it was funny, how is your refusal method being euphemistic? It is always the eldest lady, and it is difficult to make the eldest lady be considerate.

At this moment, Jingu Yao saw a flower shop that was about to close. He quickly told his sister, "Wait for me," and trotted over.

After trying to communicate with the German aunt for a long time in English, which is completely incomprehensible, Jingu Yaocai finally bought what he wanted, ran back to his sister and handed the flower in his hand to her.

"Your favorite camellia..."

She opened her mouth slightly and looked at the camellia in front of her. Jingu Airi didn't expect Jingu Yao to remember what she said casually. She took the flower and said softly with a smile on her face, "...Thank you. , big brother!"

Sure enough, bringing her brother to see Senior Anthony would still be useful, Jingu Airi thought proudly.

Chapter [-] The Moment Before the Marriage Fountain

Holding a bunch of camellias in their hands, Jingu Aili and Jingu Yao strolled on the streets of Nuremberg. Nuremberg has the emperor's castle at the heart of the Holy Roman Empire, and the whole city also reflects the rigor and practicality of the Germans. Many important public Facilities rarely change after they are built, such as the subway in Nuremberg, which has hardly changed for decades.

Although this unchanging sense of simplicity has caused some people to criticize that the Germans are too inflexible, Jingu Yao still has to praise the Germans for their precise craftsmanship and nitpicking in industry.

Although the younger sister wanted to walk back, she could not believe what the eldest lady said. She started to feel tired after walking a few steps, and then urged Jingu Yao to walk behind her back. In this regard, Jingu Yao directly gave her a blank eye and carried her back. Being watched by a group of people is the next best thing, but no matter how light her sister is, walking around a city with a girl on her back can kill Jingu Yao.

In desperation, Jingu Aili could only follow Jingu Yao on the subway to the commercial street in the southwest of Nuremberg's old town, and looked at the famous fountain - the Marriage Fountain under the bright lights at night.

"The sculpture of the marriage fountain is the work of Dürer, based on the poems of Hans in the Middle Ages, and these 393 sculptures show six groups of scenes in the marriage."

As a fairly well-known landscape, there are many tourists taking pictures here. Jingu Yao has done enough homework before coming to Nuremberg, so there is no hesitation or hesitation when speaking to his sister as a tour guide.

"The works of life in these six groups of marriages reflect the life from sweet love to dullness to the end. It is a life course that every couple will experience."

Standing in front of the fountain, Jingu Yao didn't know what to think, and sighed: "...the carving is very detailed, but the technique is too exaggerated, revealing too much perversion, ugliness and weirdness to the senses, to be honest I do not like it."

Jingu Yao looked at the exaggerated animal shapes and talked about his senses.

"That's because you don't understand art! Only perverts can see art as perverts."

Jingu Aili despised Jingu Yao, and her complacent mood made Jingu Yao almost burst out laughing, pinching her nose dotingly.

"Okay, then, our Lady of the Shrine, tell me, what do you see from these sculptures?"

"This is the marriage fountain. What I see is a beautiful love story."

Jingu Aili murmured in a low voice, as if she was talking to herself, but also to Jingu Yao, "...Love, plain, seven-year itch, and finally walked hand in hand without any passion. For the rest of your life, in fact, in my opinion, these can be changed, the important thing is whether people manage their own feelings, as long as they manage well, they can have passion from the beginning to the end.”

"Don't say that some of these are missing, you can express to me intuitively, your sense of this group of statues."

Jingu Yao interrupted her sister's sorrow, which was not suitable for her.

Sure enough, Jingu Airi is not the kind of girl who can be hypocritical. After she said some sad words, she stared at the group of statues tightly, and after a while, her face blushed and said: "...I, I also think this expression is a bit perverted.”

"Haha, then you still talk about me."

Jingu Yao said with a smile.

Jingu Airi was very unconvinced, and pouted: "...Because we are brothers and sisters, but twin brothers and sisters born only a few seconds and a few minutes apart, don't we feel like we should?"

Jingu Yō was stunned by her sister's words. She said it was very reasonable. To say that the person who is most similar to her in this world is probably neither her dead mother nor the father who was in charge of the huge chaebol, but the one who is with her. In the same mother's womb, there is only a short interval between the birth of a younger sister. If the so-called 'husband and wife' really exists, then I am afraid that no one has a more 'husband and wife' than them.