【Chiba Prefectural Chiba Benzhan High School】

Glancing at the gate of the high school that resembles Toyonozaki School Park standing in Chiba Prefecture, Mu Fan followed Ying Li Li directly into the school, according to Ying Li Li, although it is said that it is a game production department, its real club name is called Game Research Association, and the activity room is on the second floor of the club building.

The so-called club building is literally literal.,Like the Toyonosaki Gakuen.,It contains the activity room buildings of the cultural department such as the art department, the flute club、and the food department.。

"Yingli pear, this is it."

The two stopped near the end of the corridor on the second floor, and Mu Fan asked as he looked at the room in front of him.

"You don't see the words written on the door?"

Ying Lili tidied up the corners of her clothes, pointed to a few words on the door, and said angrily.

In fact, Ying Lili's heart has cursed Mu Fan countless times, when Mu Fan was riding a bicycle, she obviously heard her scream behind her, but as if she didn't know her fear, she rode the car so fast, especially when she was downhill, she didn't even know how to slow down, so that she got on the tram and hung her heart for a long time before she eased up.

She swore that if she had another chance, she would never take Mu Fan's car.

In this way, what else do you say about the old driver of Autumn Mountain.....

Mu Fan was stunned, looked up, and there were indeed five words written on the sign on the door——

"It's not early."

Mu Fan turned on his mobile phone and glanced at the time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, closed the phone and looked at Ying Lili beside him: "Then shall we go in?" ”

"Well, even though the text hasn't been written today, I'm at least going to introduce it to you."

Ying Lili stepped forward, reached out and knocked on the door, and soon a clear voice came from inside.

"Please come in!"

Hearing this voice, Mu Fan and Ying Lili directly pushed the door and entered it.

As the door opened, the entire game department appeared in Mu Fan's eyes.

At the center of the game club is a large table made of four long tables put together, with advanced monitors, various game consoles, and laptops, and the main computer is placed under the table to make efficient use of space.

This game department is about one-third the size of Asukina's food department, so even if the air conditioning is turned on in the room, and the heat emitted by the computer console, it doesn't feel as cool as expected.

On the counter of the game club, there are a variety of limited-edition Akihabara figures, including adult games sold in Akihabara, and the current best-selling figures and collector's edition CDs of Stardust Witch Meruru.

"Yingli pear, you like Mei Lulu too?" Yu Guang noticed that Ying Lili was also looking at Mei Lulu's figure, and Mu Fan couldn't help but ask.

"How could I like something like this otaku likes?"

Ying Lili glared at Mu Fan with disdain in her eyes, and walked forward, at this time the members of the game department noticed the two people who came in, one of them sat closely, with a baby face, and a more delicate boy stood up and said with a polite smile: "Welcome to the game department, Sawamura-san, it's finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time, sit down!" ”

As he spoke, the boy pointed to the two seats opposite each other.

"Thank you."

Mu Fan and Ying Lili were also polite and sat down next to each other. Mu Fan looked at the other side, the members of the game department counted the boys who greeted them before, there were a total of four, all of them were boys, they all operated their own keyboards, mice or game controllers and enjoyed their favorite work, and noticed Mu Fan and Ying Lili who were sitting over, and several people also turned their eyes to them.

Ying Lili introduced to the boy in front of her: "Mabe-san, this is my classmate Mu Fan, who is the light novel writer in charge of text production that I said before. ”

"Oh, I'm Mabi, the sophomore at school!"

Zhenbi immediately stood up and greeted Mu Fan.

"I'm Mu Fan in the second grade of Toyonosaki School Park.,Please take care of me.。

Mabi gave people a very polite feeling, and Mu Fan also stood up and smiled back and forth.

"In that case, then we have all the members of the game production, and let me introduce you to our minister."

"Isn't Maga-san's head of the Game Research Association?"

Mu Fan was surprised. Speaking of which, the real wall is very polite and has an orderly approach to the game research society, Mu Fan thought that such a reliable person was the president of the game research, but he didn't expect there to be others.

"Stupid, that's it!"

At this time, Ying Lili secretly pinched Mu Fan's waist, pointed to a boy sitting in front of the computer in the room of the game research department, and whispered in Mu Fan's ear.

"Well, Sawamura-san is right, I'm actually just an errand runner. Please come with me. ”

Zhenbi smiled faintly, and walked to the room of the game research association with Mu Fan and Ying Lili, and the more you go inside, the more messy the game research department feels, after all, there are a lot of equipment that needs to be placed here, and the room is not big, so there will naturally be some compactness, and even the packaging and figure dolls of HGAME are placed on the table as if nothing happened.

From these unabashedly games, Mu Fan can see that the head of this game research association is definitely a senior immortal cultivator and veteran driver.

"Minister, Sawamura-san and Mu Fan, who is in charge of text production, have already arrived."

Mabi walked over with Mu Fan and said to the minister who was sitting on a chair and looking at the game.

"Okay, thank you!"

The head of the tour research club looked back and smiled.

The minister was a thin boy with jet-black hair, glasses, and a somewhat vain footsteps when he stood up.

Just judging from his face, Mu Fan couldn't help but be a little surprised, he always felt that this man didn't look like a high school student, but like an uncle in his twenties. Although it is not good to say that he is an uncle as soon as they meet, this feeling did arise in Mu Fan's heart when they met for the first time, and this man gave him the feeling that he had been cultivating immortals in his previous life.

"Hello, I'm Miura, a third-year student at school, and the head of the Game Research Association." The minister smiled at Mu Fan with a friendly smile.

"Hello, my name is Mu Fan, and I'm here to make the text of the game."

Mu Fan said with a smile.

"In this way, you are the Mu Fan classmate that Ying Lili told us before!"

The head of the game department was stunned, but he quickly frowned again, and hesitated: "Mu Fan, but because the game needs to be completed next week, the student in charge of programming has already told me the day before yesterday to make the text." ”

"Chicheng-san?"

"In addition to the Ying Lili who joined temporarily, another girl from the tour research club, a first-grade girl!" Minister Miura said with a smile.

"Oh, since there's someone, forget it."

Mu Fan said with a little disappointment.

I thought that if I made a love game and became the producer of the game, I could have a part of the income, but I didn't expect that people already had a production staff of game texts, even if he could exchange some texts of some good games in his previous life in the mall, it was still not good to snatch other people's jobs.

"No, I think the minister still has to think about it!"

At this moment, Ying Lili suddenly retorted loudly, then grabbed Mu Fan, who was about to leave, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear: "Hey, didn't I ask you to make the text, why did you want to run as soon as you came?" ”

"But don't you hear anybody?" Mu Fan smiled bitterly.

"Since I called you, there is a reason for you to make a text!" Ying Lili gritted her teeth and said: "You can't let that girl make a text, otherwise the game made with the text she wrote will definitely be thundering!" ”