"The organization has been studied and decided, and Sakuba will be in charge of the drawing of the picture in the future. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

This is the first thing Luo Yiyi who came back from getting her mobile phone at the school gate heard the first sentence when she entered the door, and at that moment she suddenly understood the feeling of an only child going out to play and coming home, only to hear her parents say that she wanted to give birth to a younger brother/sister and was sure to be pregnant, so she made a sound like a salted fish on the chopping board: "Eh, eh, eh—"

"Salted fish wouldn't be called that, would it?"

In short, Luo Yiyi felt as if she had been abandoned by the world at this moment: "Why? What's going on?

Ainia nodded to the guilty Asakusa Saki Yu with a steady face, looking like a gangster: "Show her." ”

"What?" Luo Yiyi had a bad feeling in her heart, she took the scratch paper handed over by Sakuha, on it was an ordinary painting, depicting the scene of this dormitory and the people in it, although there were many shortcomings, but compared to her weird paintings that could draw anything and make the viewer go crazy.

"How do you ...... like this?"

"You don't have an opinion, right? If not, then the background music will be handed over to you from now on, Liuli. ”

"I have an opinion!" Royyi uttered her last cry.

“？”

"It's not that I'm going to make a horror game, my painting is obviously more suitable!" Luo Yiyi also seemed to be well aware of the gap between herself and Asakusa Sakuha, and had begun to break the jar and break it, using her weird painting to do a dying struggle.

"In the past, it was just a casual discussion, and I wasn't really sure to do it, but now everyone is of course going to discuss it again, and everyone has to listen to everyone's opinions. Ainia said with a look of "I'm a cook".

"I love you so much, you betrayed me!"

"I'm thinking about our future, if we only use that kind of painting that makes people look sick to make a game, we will definitely have no future in the future. ”

"Then at least let me finish the first game!"

"Why are you so obsessed with this? Aren't making music and graphics both working hard for the completion of the game? ”

"Because...... Because I've already bragged to others. Luo Yiyi lowered her head and replied softly like an angry little daughter-in-law, "I told them to wait to see my masterpiece, and I was shocked by the game picture I carefully crafted, if I look back and find that the picture was not made by me at all, then I will definitely be laughed at to death......"

"Where did you get the confidence to brag about it? Don't you have any awareness of your own paintings?"

"But many people used to say that my drawings were good......" At this time, talking about this source of confidence, Luo Yiyi was completely unable to raise his head and speak proudly and loudly.

"What others say is what it is, and you don't use your own brain?"

"Don't say it, I know it's wrong! Doraemon can help me this time, please. Loi pleaded with a reluctant Ainia.

"Who's Doraemon, my Ainia isn't that kind of round creature. ”

"It's not impossible. ”

"Hey, we just said that I would add Sakuha as a painter in the future!" Asakusa Asakusa, who was working on a mobile phone with his sister, interjected dissatisfiedly.

"What's the solution?"

"Don't worry, I'm sure I'll still let Sakuha be the painter, but the original expectation of only using Sakuha's paintings has become using both of them at the same time. ”

"What do you mean?"

"For the time being, I want to make a horror game.,And then let the protagonist have a mental illness.,See the world in ordinary times is the same as ordinary people.,That is, with Saki Yu's paintings.,And when he gets sick, the world in his eyes will become weird and weird.,At that time, I used glass's paintings.。 But this will be more troublesome for the father who writes the script......"

"That sounds like a lot of trouble. The boy was a little reluctant, and he was criticized for just trying to write the script, and if he had been told by Ainia that he could have foreseen the scene where Sakuha and Luo Yiyi had been instructed at the same time how to write certain places.

"If you can't do it, just leave it to me, you can make music!" Luo Yiyi suddenly excited.

"But I don't know anything about music, and I don't even listen to pop songs. ”

"You're such a piece of shit. ”

"It's not your turn to paint like that. ”

"Why can't I say, my painting is called the best horror game in the world!"

"Nobody says you're the best in the world, right? ”

"You're not a commentator, why do you say that people are ironic, I think that's a compliment!"

"I finally understand what it's like to wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep. ”

"Alright, alright. Ainia pushed Luo Yiyi's face and pushed her away from herself, "Since everyone has ideas about the script, let's just cancel the position of writing the script, let everyone participate in the production of the script, and only appoint someone to correct typos and so on at the end." ”

"I'm okay with that. The boy responded immediately, he felt that if he was told how to write a story every day, sooner or later he would collapse, and it was better to just give up, although correcting typos sounds dispensable, but it is better than being in charge of writing a script that sounds tall but is always instructed by others.

"Eh, can someone like me who has never had this experience be involved in the production of game scripts?" Asakusa Saki asked with some excitement and unconfidence, although she had been busy filling out the application form for the club since she got her phone, she still paid attention to what everyone was talking about.

"Isn't it just making up stories, what's so difficult, don't worry, Sakuha, if you don't know, just ask my sister. Asakusa Asaba posed as a reliable sister, "My sister's arms are always open to you." ”

Originally, Luo Yiyi was still a little reluctant, but seeing that everyone's interest was good, he also replied slowly: "Okay, but how are we going to write? Is everyone coming up with ideas together, and they all agree that after the plot develops, everyone will write a copy, take the best to make the script or everyone write a paragraph like this?"

Ainia paused for a moment, and then replied: "The first method you said will definitely cause all kinds of disputes in the end, and there will always be people who feel that they write no worse than others, so as for the second method, everyone thinks about a plot like this, and as for the order, we will draw lots to decide." ”

"I'm going to be the first to draw lots!" shouted Loi Yi with a raised hand.

Everyone else had no opinion, so she and Ania started to prepare for the lottery props, when her phone suddenly rang.