The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou

"If I need to get stronger for this trash fish, I might as well cut my belly!" Misaki didn't reply.

"Huh, is that so?"

At the current level, those trash fish are actually relatively strong, so Qianliu didn't say it.

Without looking at him at all, Misaki seemed to be entering a critical moment in the game, avoiding the miscellaneous fish that would definitely appear, and continuing to move forward in the maze.

Her gameplay has strayed from the path of the game itself, but in Misaki's words, she is not interested in the track that has been paved, and the path is only valuable if you create it yourself!

Under Qianliu's attention, Misaki has come to the corridor of the final boss. As long as you avoid another group of trash fish, you can reach the level of the final boss.

With the current maximum HP, it will be destroyed by taking a full attack of the final boss.

Misaki, who didn't know it, broke through the last shoal of miscellaneous fish and reached the storage point at the end of the head. Just when she was relieved, the screen suddenly went black.

Power out!

The next moment, Misaki fell backward as if she had lost her soul.

This kind of feeling of having nothing at the end of the day is really uncomfortable, although Qianliu has never experienced it, he consciously understands it.

"Ah, I haven't been satisfied, I can't find solace in my hunger and thirst. If I want to do it, people can't stand it anymore, Chiryu." Misaki rolled around on the bed.

Qianliu knew that what she said was definitely not the indescribable aspect, and leaned against the door and said, "Can't Ren's script satisfy you?"

"Wow! I tell him to write the script quickly every day, and I also send him a text message. Next time I want to do it for [-] minutes, no... I want to do it for a longer time!" Misaki lay on her back and stretched out her hand, The silver ornament on the chest is shining, and it is a cute ornament in the shape of the bear mascot.

"If you want to be satisfied, I have a good proposal here." Qianliu's expression was as flat as the villain who kidnapped the ignorant girl.

Misaki showed a surprised expression, and jumped up somersaults, like a cat staring at its prey looking at him: "What is it?"

"Since you're bored, come and help me make an animated film. I'm in charge of the script, original painting, supervision, etc., and you will handle the storytelling and animation, how about it?" Qianliu felt that if he had a pair of glasses now, Wouldn't it be better to push a push?

Who knew that Misaki jumped on top of him the next moment and hugged him like a koala: "Hey! Are you going to make an animated movie? Why didn't you tell me earlier! Why! Why! Qianliu and I are already like that. It's a relationship, are you just playing with me?!"

Qianliu didn't want to complain about the so-called relationship, and probably got only ambiguous answers.

"It didn't take long for you to decide, so just nod your head if you can." He had a deep understanding of dealing with Misaki, he just had to follow his own brain circuit, and he didn't need to care what the other party said.

"Of course no problem! Wow! Qianliu's script will definitely satisfy me!"

Don't talk like ntr, Qianliu rubbed his brows.

"When will it start?" Misaki couldn't wait to get ready for work.

"Don't worry, I'll reorganize the script for the next two days." Qianliu threw her on the bed and turned away.

The script is different from the novel. The script should pay more attention to the scene. It is mainly composed of lines and stage instructions. Dialogue, monologue, and narration are all in the style of endorsement, which is fragmented and divided into different parts, which ordinary people cannot understand at all.

The novel itself is a complete story, and the two are not the same. *

Chapter [-] Animation Planning Begins

Therefore, a novel that has just been written cannot be used as a script, and the script has to be recreated.

Fortunately, the entire story of the Garden of Words is in Qianliu's mind, and the context is very clear. If he wants to make a script, one night is enough.

After all, the original author adapted the script, saving time to read the original work and explore the core of the story.

After Chiryu went downstairs, Misaki's cheers were clearly heard, and even the depression caused by the power outage was forgotten.

When he returned to the room, he found his sister huddled in his bed and shivering.

Due to the power outage, it was getting darker now. Although he could barely see the appearance of people, Kouto was very scared.

"Xiaojiu, what's wrong with you?" Qianliu was very strange.

In the past, Xiaodou was not very afraid of the dark, but I don't know what happened today.

"Woo woo, just... I watched a horror movie just now, and the power was suddenly cut off. Brother, I'm so scared." Xiaojiu crawled to his side with tears in her eyes, her tender little hands tightly hugging her brother's neck.

"..."

Watching horror movies?

Qianliu really didn't expect that Xiaodou's courage would dare to watch a horror movie.

Then he learned the truth from his sister's mouth.

The reason came from Liuhua. The two made a bet to watch the same horror movie. The next day they went to school to review the plot, and whoever lost would have to be punished.

What the hell is this bet?

Qianliu touched her sister's blond hair and comforted her softly. Hearing her sobbing in his arms, he felt a little distressed and a little helpless in his heart.

"Okay, it's alright, if you're really scared, sleep with your brother tonight."

"Hmmm."

To appease the aggrieved sister, Qianliu asked her to stay in her room obediently, turned on the lighting function of her mobile phone and wrote a script, and sent an email to Ren, who had not come back, and asked him to come back with dinner.

After that, in addition to going out with him to eat the dinner that Ren brought back, Xiaojiu kept shrinking in Qianliu's quilt, as if only her brother's breath could make her feel safe.

Being entangled in this way by my sister, coupled with the power outage, the script stopped writing when it was half a thousand streams. I thought it would be restored soon, but after two hours, the power of the mobile phone was almost exhausted and still not restored. .

There was no way, at nine o'clock he climbed into bed with him. To be honest, he really couldn't fall asleep so early.

Leaning her sister in her arms, Qianliu whispered to her.