I interpret life in Tokyo

"Let's go together." The girl smiled slightly, "with friends."

Ms. Sato behind her didn't say anything when she saw this scene, just give me an invitation letter, there's no need to go online.Seeing this, the boy put the ticket into his pocket, nodded his thanks, "Thank you, I will definitely go to your performance."

"Well... it's windy."

The girl spat out words of unknown meaning, leaving the boy alone in the evening wind in spring, and pushed and closed the door with light footsteps.

What a wonderful girl.

"Since I've invited you, let's go and have a look." Ms. Sato greeted Sakakihara Kaede from the driver's seat, and continued after he got into the car: "Like actors, STARS is not the only company that has an idol group under them. There are other firms, agencies competing with each other."

"Dawn Fes is such a celebration. Dozens of popular idol groups are invited to sing and dance on stage. While promoting idols, it is also a carnival for fans."

The boy nodded with the ticket.

That girl has quite a lot of tickets, it seems that she can invite many friends.

After singing the song, go to eat barbecue and delicious juice.

Back in his own little house, the boy thanked Ms. Sato who was in the driver's seat, and watched the car go away.

Use the key to retreat the wooden door, take off your shoes at the entrance, and open the small window in the kitchen for ventilation.

After rummaging through the refrigerator for a while, I found a packet of minced meat and tomato sauce.

This is the day he wants to make spaghetti with tomato meat.

Soaking the tomatoes in cold water, the boy leaned on the cheap bar stool he bought from IKEA, took out his phone and turned on the line.

Kaze from Harukaze Village: "Is Senior Sakurajima free after next Saturday?"

Putting down the phone, the boy picked up the small tomatoes that had been thoroughly washed from the water, and picked up a kitchen knife to cut into pieces. Before he could cut many fruits, the phone rang instantly.

"No... It's working time now, and I'm going back too soon."

The boy knows that Mai Sakurajima has a commercial to shoot today, and it's still working hours, can she touch the phone?

Dark Rabbit: "Yes!"

Black Rabbit: "Ah, does Junior Sakakibara want to ask Senior to hang out? Or do you have any questions about acting that you want to ask me?"

Black Rabbit: "By the way, I heard that you and Higuchi-chan participated in a group performance in Dahe Opera today. How was the filming?"

Sakakihara Kaede was bombarded by the questions that came to him one after another. . .I had to delete a line just after typing. Mai Sakurajima's hand speed was a bit fast, and he couldn't keep up with Sakurajima-senpai's speed.

Wind in Harukaze Village: "photo.jpg"

Black Rabbit: "Isn't this a celebration that many idol groups participate in? Even in the STARS office, these tickets will only be issued to idols, allowing them to invite their friends."

Kaze from Harukaze Village: "I see quite a lot of tickets given by girls from the same group as Higuchi-san. Do you want to relax?"

Dark Rabbit: "...Go."

After solving the big star, the boy exited the chat interface with Mai Sakurajima.

In addition to her, the boy is also planning to invite a few friends. In addition to Kashima Yu, Uehara Yau and Takeda Hiroshi on the actor's side, he is also planning to invite Miura Yuma and his sister.

I heard him say before that his sister is more interested in things like idols.

Anyway, if there are many tickets, it will be fun if there are many people.

I sent a message to Yuki Koichiro, it was a pity that he was not free that day, and said that he was going to an internship company to refine his game.

The boy thought about it, but he still didn't send an invitation to Yuuki Asuna. First, she didn't have much interest in the showbiz. Second, he knew Yucheng's sister because of Yuki Koichiro. It's too much to invite so rashly. Too suddenly.

Third, if he does, the science hunk will show up downstairs in his house within 10 minutes.

After sending out the news, the boy temporarily focused on the food.

As the family grows, there are more things to store, but the boy chooses a simple style of decoration, and does not buy many bottles and cans or dolls to enrich his home—in short, he is like I live in a hotel.

But in this clean, tidy and spotless room, there are things he loves.

An uncle once said, what I love is this kind of life.

In the bedroom, on the computer table, there is a computer he bought in Akihabara. In addition to the computer itself, he also bought a keyboard, mouse and stereo, all in one go.

He threw the original xp directly into the trash can.

The only thing I brought from the original rental house was the acoustic guitar.

Under the setting sun in spring, leaning quietly on the sofa.

Chapter 7 The Pretty Boy with the Sword, the Brave and the Qin Heart

April, spring.

Less than a week after the start of school, Tokyo has a feeling of entering summer. The temperature rises suddenly, so that people have to take out the short-sleeved T-shirts in the closet early, sit indoors and eat smoothies, blow on electric fans and air conditioners. Enjoy the laziness after school starts.

University is different from high school. Life in high school is tense and tense, and you need to decide your future aspirations early. Senior three students need to visit the college during the university open day in March and April to determine their goals for the college entrance examination.

University life is relatively relaxed. Without the pressure of the college entrance examination, students not only have to deal with professors and teachers, but also have a lot of written reports and homework to complete, and they need to report when they sign in.

The boy leaned comfortably on the gaming chair, the cool air conditioner was blowing, and there was a cup of Starbucks cappuccino on the workbench.

Elegant.

Unlike Mai Sakurajima and Madoka Higuchi who need the college entrance examination this year, Kaede Sakakibara has long since left behind the vulgar taste of brushing questions and chose to break through to a higher dimension.

Although they don't know which university they want to study in the future, both of them have made it clear that they will not give up their studies and plan to work part-time.

Of course, Kazuka Nakano said the same thing, the boy just listened to all this with a smile on his face, tactfully urging her to find a make-up teacher (no mercy).

The tutoring job has an interview next week, and the boy is free this week. The homework assigned by the big man is not a big problem for him, except that he needs to check the information of several outsourcing companies and summarize their economic curves. Not a challenge for the boys.

"Student, help me Kangkang with this."

Yuki Koichiro's seat was next to the boy, he sipped the Frappuccino that the boy paid tribute to, and looked at the demo on the screen with serious eyes.

"In such a hurry?" The boy was a little surprised. Looking at the gradually complete demo content of the interface, he was amazed at his working speed.

There was a touch of Nike's logo on the corner of Yuki Koichiro's mouth, and the arc couldn't go away.

"Yeah, I told you before, this week I plan to go to the company to find an internship opportunity, and use the game I'm currently developing to try it out."

There are only two people in the small programming department, and the rest of the seniors either have classes or are looking for internships outside - the fresh blood in the freshman department is currently only a boy, so it seems a bit tear-jerking, it is possible that the programming department will be closed in four years. Will it exist in name only?

"Well, a third-person RPG?"

The boy was operating the interface, watching the human character he operated running around the successfully rendered town with a sword pinned to it, and at the same time issued his own comment, "JRPG? What kind of fighting method is used?"

"Run out of town."

The boy who received the order pressed the fast running skill. . .Skill?

The boy noticed the character's blood bar and the frame placed in the center of the screen.

Operate the character to come to a slime, click the squirming green jelly with the mouse, and the character starts to attack automatically. With the pressing of the skill button, the operating character swings the sword and turns around. After a burst of simple special effects, Slime shit is under the sword of the operator character.

"Hiss... You don't want to make an MMORPG with this kind of fighting style and form a relationship with seniors."

The boy dissuaded him affectionately, "To find an internship job, it's better to make some kind of stand-alone game. It's also convenient to show it to the company. If you're lucky, the company will directly photograph you and develop an online game alone... It's a bit unrealistic."

Which company would be so kind to take over the online game developed by the young master and continue to polish it?

"You don't understand!" Yuki Koichiro pushed his glasses, and the lenses reflected a white glow, "I have had a dream since I was a child, that I would be a brave knight in that distant foreign land."

Sakakihara Kaede raised his eyebrows, and lowered his voice, "Senior Yucheng, have you read too many light novels?"

"Bah, bah, don't compare that pile of toilet paper with my dream." Koichiro Yuki was anxious.

The boy saw that the senior was determined to go his own way, ah no, he was single-minded, and he didn't continue to persuade him. After all, he didn't start the company to find a senior, did he?

Thinking of this, the boy touched the mechanical keyboard with both hands, and gave suggestions while typing.

"Senior, if what you want to create is a massively multiplayer online game, the picture quality cannot be so clear first, such as this leaf." The boy pointed to the maple leaf fluttering with the wind direction of the game, "This leaf is still in our latest computer. It can barely be moved, but not every player has the latest configuration, and some players are even using XP computers."

"Such precise things are suitable for making into cg. I want to make a game that everyone can play and everyone loves to play. I want to make the things in the game rough... For example, the leaves here can be created with textures. alright."

As soon as he said it, the boy put up his mobile phone and took a photo of the cherry blossom tree outside the window. After importing it into the computer, he switched to 3D software. Compared with the detailed modeling of branches and leaves, the boy's method was very simple and rude, and he created a After the cone shape, the picture of the cherry blossom tree was directly pasted on the model.

After several adjustments, there seems to be no sense of disobedience.

"This is just an example. Of course, the trees in the senior game cannot be just a cone, but it is such a simple thing that all players' computers can move."

Koichiro Yuki listened carefully with his chin resting, and nodded slowly after listening.

"I understand, I will modify the demo modeling of this part a little bit, thank you, junior." He smiled.

"If this project is approved by that company, I will treat you to dinner."

"no problem."

The boy smiled and gestured OK to the senior, turned around and put on the earphones, and began to listen to the tutorial video on new software development.

Although he may not need to rely on this craft for a living these days, he likes this kind of stuff.

Like someone like minecraft, simcity creative mode.

The boy likes to create conceptual pictures and models one after another, which gives him the joy of opening up a small world like a master.

Men are so innocent sometimes.

He didn't help Koichiro Yuki make the game, because it was a product he made for an internship, and it was impossible for him to do so with his self-esteem. At most, as a player who could listen and express his opinions, he made suggestions for Koichiro Yuki .

"Well..."

Yuki Koichiro stretched his waist, glanced at the time next to the computer, "Wuhu, it's five o'clock, I'm off work."

The boy was speechless looking at Jie Cheng, who was packing up and leaving get off work on time, and thought that if he entered the internship company with such an attitude, he might be fired on the first day.

Koichiro Yuki drained the drink in the transparent cup, leaned over to the boy's computer, and found that his screen was full of codes of different colors, he patted him on the shoulder with emotion, and sure enough, it was the right place to bring him into the club.

"By the way, have fun tomorrow."

"It would be a pity not to go as a senior."

Yuki Koichiro shrugged, "I can't help it. I'm already in the fourth year of college, and I have a lot of work to do. Those who want to enter a software company like me who are engaged in games in the future need to prepare materials such as portfolios. Get out."

"But the senior will go out to play when he sees the junior, and it's the first weekend after school. I'm very relieved, so relax!" Yuki Koichiro patted the boy's shoulder, "You know code better than me Many, you also know that it is not something that can be learned in a short while, so it is better for the juniors to hurry up and go out to play."

"Got it, senior isn't leaving yet." The boy glanced at the phone screen, "I don't know if you want to drive, senior, it's ten past five."

"Run!"

Before he finished speaking, Yuki Koichiro stepped out of the programming department.

The boy slandered, this kind of work attitude is like a fellow worker, and they treat each other as scabs.

Silently cut off the code page and replaced it with a green haired knife lying in front of the screen.

"Master master."

The boy relaxed his brows, leaned back on the gaming chair, switched the game to autoplay, and stretched out his free hand for the phone and cappuccino.

The part-time job is at 05:30, there is no need for him to go so early, and there is no shortage of him in that cafe, except for an uncle who looks like a butler, there are also four waitress girls, his barista Life is not as much as imagined, at least there is no end to the plate.

It’s not shabby to make coffee for people, and it’s also a rest to chat with guests in their free time, but recently a few young women of mother’s age have been running here, taking their daughters with them in and out of the conversation, no accident, their The purpose should be the same as those old ladies who chatted with him when he was working in a Chinese restaurant.

Drummer Miura: "Are you there?"

The boy accidentally clicked into Miura Yuuma's chat interface, and after the taste of cappuccino in his mouth gradually disappeared, he typed, "What's the matter?"

Drummer Miura: "Well, Sakakibara-san, do you have extra tickets?"

Drummer Miura: "My sister begged me to ask if I had any extra tickets. She said she wanted to bring friends from the class to play. Do you have any? If not, forget it."

Miura Yuma's tone was a little casual. After all, this kind of ticket is usually hard to come by. Now if you want to buy it, there is no market for it, except for scalpers.

My younger sister wanted to show her status as the current group in the class, and wanted to take all her close friends out to have fun, so she begged her brother pitifully to come here.

However, she also knew that tickets were not available just by saying so, so she didn't have much hope for asking her brother.

The boy saw the message and counted how many tickets were left.

It came to the conclusion that there were many more.

The huge amount of tickets that the girl gave the boy at that time would not be used up in a short while, and the friends he invited were just that, and the extra tickets would be useless.Rather than hiding it at home and eating ashes, it is better to give it to someone who wants it.

Feng from Qingfeng Village: "No problem, do high school girls want to have a good relationship with their classmates? You know everything."

Drummer Miura: "I'll go, really, thank you Sakakibara-san, my sister will be so happy when she hears the news."

Drummer Miura: "Please eat something another day, rest early tonight, and see you at fes tomorrow."