My Girlfriend is Yingriri

"I suddenly felt yearning for the third dimension again."

Some people even covered their noses, turned around and ran to the bathroom: "No, I can't help the nosebleed."

"..."

"so big."

Michiru Hido, the protagonist of the incident, appeared behind Izumi HASHIMA with a flicker, and then used the skill [Evil Hand] skillfully, grabbing Izumi HASHIMA's conscience from behind.

"Please, please don't do this!"

Bo Dao went out to sea and covered his chest in a panic, his little face flushed red at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he was going to faint in the next second.

"Meichiliu, hurry up and let go!" An Yilun couldn't help shouting.

"They're all girls, what does it matter?" Michiru Hido curled his lips and let go of his hand.

Bo Dao Chuhai, who escaped from the clutches, hid behind An Yilun in a panic, like Little Red Riding Hood who had seen through Grandma Wolf's true colors.

"You're still a junior high school student, but your conscience is so big." Michiru Hido gave a thumbs up and commented, "It's bigger than Eriri and Megumin combined, and already exceeds the average size of female high school students. "

your sister!Don't talk about girls' breast volume in front of so many people. You are not shy, but you should be concerned about other people's feelings!Fortunately, Ying Lili is not here, otherwise you would be so angry that you can't eat for a whole day with just this sentence!

While Kiyosuke Hashima complained in his heart, he couldn't help but look at his classmate Sage next to him. What Michiru Hido said seemed to be correct... Kato and Tari together seemed to be unable to defeat the junior high school student in front of him.

"Ugh-"

Sensing Kiyosuke Hashima's gaze, Kato obviously made a puffed-up face.

Accidentally reduced to someone else's milk volume unit, even the sage classmate sitting on the frosty sky can't calm down.

"I didn't think about anything." Kiyosuke Hashima said decisively.

Kato puffed his cheeks slightly: "It's not self-inflicted to say such a thing."

"..."

……

"Let's go to sea, shall we help?" An Yilun also said enthusiastically.

"Hey, that..." Izumi Hashima blushed and whispered, "Then I'm going to trouble Lunya-senpai."

Spread the tablecloth on the table, then unpack the carton, take out the books inside and arrange them neatly, and then put a handwritten price tag of '[-] yen a book' in front of the table, and the matter is over .

"Preparation is complete." Izumi Boshima clasped his hands in front of his chest, exhaled softly, two dimples appeared on his face, "Thank you for your help."

"Eh?" Michiru Hido was surprised, "It's over so soon? I haven't even warmed up yet."

"Because it is a small club of one person, only one hundred copies were prepared in total, and there was no publicity in the early stage. In the end, even one copy may not be sold..." Poshima Izumi said in a low voice, "But even if only one person because of my I am very happy when I smile when I draw a book, which is more important than sales.”

All walks of life in this world abide by the "[-]th rule". Only [-]% of the people standing at the top of the pyramid, and the remaining [-]% make up the bottom of the pyramid. This is still the case in the doujin world. societies make up the vast majority.

"Wait a minute." Michiru Hido suddenly patted his forehead, "Can junior high school students draw the Eighteen Forbidden Books?"

"This is a book for all ages." Kiyosuke Hashima couldn't help complaining, "You should read the book first before talking."

"I usually don't pay attention to these things." Michiru Bingtang pouted, "Only Allen talks about it... Hey, where is Allen?"

Kato Megumi said lightly:

"Student An Yi, I just ran out with a doujinshi with an excited expression on my face."

"..."

Without An Yilun and this tool person, the two sides soon had nothing to talk about. Kiyosuke Hashima quickly bid farewell and walked to his booth.

"Hashima, how many games have you made?" Michiru Hido asked curiously while helping.

"It's the same as going to sea, one hundred copies." Kiyosuke Hashima replied.

"It's so little, why don't you make more?" Bingtang Michiliu took out the game, "It must be a good game for me to play it patiently, but I always feel a little stomachache."

Kato nodded in agreement: "It's really a good game."

Before the game is released, there is naturally a demo session, similar to various internal betas with deleted files, Kiyosuke Hashima naturally called Tari and others to the apartment to try the game... It is too troublesome to write, so I will skip it.

"What do you think is the most important thing about games?" Kiyosuke Hashima asked.

"Need to say?" Kiyosuke Hashima pinched his waist with his right hand, "Of course it's the quality of the game."

Kiyosuke Hashima shook his head: "The answer is wrong."

"Eh? What's that?"

"It's publicity." Kiyosuke Hashima pulled the chair behind Kato, let Kato sit down and act as a kanban lady, and then said, "It doesn't matter how many games you can sell today, what matters is the word of mouth after people buy the game, as long as the word of mouth is good enough , there will naturally be a dedicated game production company to contact me."

It is undeniable that there are indeed games that stand out due to their excellent quality, but they are very few after all. More games are buried in the corner due to insufficient publicity.

Take "Slaying Dragon Sword, click to send", a one-knife, nine-nine-nine-level web game, is the game fun?

Funny ass.

The reason why people talk about it is not because of the viral Internet publicity. As long as there is enough publicity, some people with stupid money and rich money will always fall into the net.

Kiyosuke Hashima put his mind at ease.

The reason why he wanted to make games when he first traveled here was naturally not out of feelings, nor did he have the ambition to change the status quo of the industry and build a two-dimensional empire by himself.

At that time, he just wanted to find a way to settle down, but when he suddenly came to a strange world with no money, he absolutely couldn't do it.

Now that he has become a professional chess player, the financial crisis has been temporarily resolved, and he has been relegated to the bottom of the list of life plans.

In Japan, what games really make money?

The answer is simple, mobile games.

Card-drawing, krypton gold, beautiful girl mobile games for raising wives, such as the Moonman game that has been ranked first on the krypton gold list all year round. I don’t know how many people have been supported, but I have never heard of any galgame game that can be on the annual list.

If you want to make money, you have to make a cheating mobile game. However, the development of a mobile game is far more difficult than ordinary galgame games. Kiyosuke Hashima doesn't have much energy in a short time. Even if he wants to do it, he needs to think long-term.

Time passed quietly.

Soon it was opening time.

A group of otaku poured in from the entrance of the convention center, and the air suddenly became hotter.

"It's so boring." Michiru Hido obviously couldn't sit still, she sat with her chin propped up for a while, then soon became bored, got up and said, "Look at the stall, I'll go shopping first."

An Yilun was nowhere to be seen either, and Bingtang had another ADHD attack and started to wander around, and Kiyosuke Hajima and Kato were soon left at the booth.

Not long after, a black-haired teenager wearing glasses walked over, looked at the original painting on the poster, and quickly said, "Please give me a copy of the game."

"Okay."

Megumi Kato naturally took on the role of the kanban lady, and Kiyosuke Hashima naturally did the physical work.

Because of his easy-going temperament, Kato perfectly adapted to the identity of the kanban girl-if it were a senior sister, she would squint her eyes, raise her right leg, and be enveloped by the aura of Kaolin Flower, at least half of the otaku would not dare Step closer.

"What is Hashima-kun looking at?"

Kato Megumi packaged the game and handed it to the boy with glasses, then turned his eyes and looked over.

Kiyosuke Hashima picked up the round fan and fanned Kato: "I found that you are very skilled in packing."

"I used to work part-time at a convenience store run by a relative, and I practiced packaging," Kato replied.

"I remember..." Kiyosuke Hashima recalled for a moment, and held back a smile, "Is it the convenience store that was forgotten at night and locked by relatives?"

Kato Huifen's cheeks puffed slightly, and she came over angrily: "I'm really sorry for having such a low sense of existence."

Chapter 845 Phantom Thief Kidd

With the arrival of the opening time, a large number of otaku rushed into the convention and exhibition center. It can be described as a turbulent crowd, rubbing shoulders, and the air suddenly felt a little hotter.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Hashima Kiyosuke unscrewed the bottle cap and handed the green tea to the Kanban lady Kato, "Drink some water."

As expected, there are not many people who come to buy games, and Kato can take on the duties of the kanban lady alone, without the help of Kiyosuke Hashima, so he can only do some chores beside him serving tea and water .

Kato Megumi took the drink and took a sip: "It seems that there are more boys visiting the summer exhibition."

"It's normal." Kiyosuke Hashima looked at the bustling crowd in front of him, "Girls are thin-skinned after all, and there are actually very few girls like Michiru..."

"Snapped."

A hand suddenly patted Hajima Kiyosuke on the shoulder, and then a resentful voice rang in his ear, "I heard it all..."

What the hell!

Behind the spirit!

Caught off guard, Kiyosuke Hashima's scalp tingled instantly, grabbed the wrist on his shoulder, and was about to throw the spirit behind him in front of him with an over-the-shoulder throw.

"Michiru, you're back." Kato called softly.

Hearing Kato's voice, Kiyosuke Hashima finally stopped at the critical moment, and hurriedly pulled back Michiru Hido who was almost thrown out.

"Ah!"

Michiru Hido exclaimed, and sat down on Kiyosuke Hashima's arms, subconsciously holding Kiyosuke Hashima's neck in his arms: "Stupid Hashima, what are you doing."

"I should ask you this question." Kiyosuke Hashima breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but said with a dark face, "Don't suddenly slap someone on the shoulder from behind, pretending to be a scary ghost, it's very dangerous, okay?"

"Who knew that you reacted so strongly, I thought it would only scare you." Michiru Hido pouted, "Hey, did you just want to throw me over your shoulder?"

Kiyosuke Hashima said expressionlessly, "It's good to know."

"Hmph, let's do it again."

"what?"

"If I hadn't been unprepared, I wouldn't have been easily thrown by you." Michiru Hido raised his chin and said proudly, "Didn't I tell you, I'm a black belt in karate, and I can hit ten by myself."

The corners of Kiyosuke Hashima's eyes twitched slightly, and he couldn't help complaining, "Did you learn karate from Ip Man?"

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands. In reality, one person can hit two or three at most, and ten hits is completely a fictional plot in the movie. When you are really surrounded by people, don’t hesitate, turn around and run is the most correct s Choice.

"That's right." Michiru Hido said eloquently, "I feel like I can beat ten pears."

It's enough!In the past, Yinglili was used as the unit of calculation of milk volume, but now Zhaili is regarded as the smallest unit of force value. Yinglili will be blown away when she hears it!

"Hey, that..." Student Saint's light voice sounded, "It's better not to cause trouble for others."