The reason why Mo Wangqiu wanted to find these mansions that even the animation club didn't dare to visit was because he felt that if he really wanted to carry the paintings of "White Album 2 Prologue" from the original world, a group of like-minded companions who really liked the second dimension were indispensable.

Compared to Ryosaku Yoshii, who focuses on cosplay activities and can't help but laugh out loud when he hears that Mo Wangqiu wants to release his own game on Comiket, Mo Wangqiu thinks that these people who came to the name of the anime club but stopped because of the current breath may be more likely to have the talents he needs.

Before the crossing,Although Mo Wangqiu is gradually getting out of the house,The contact with the circle is gradually decreasing,But he has a dead friend but it's a real dead house.,That guy's favorite thing to do is to go over the wall and tear up the dead house in various countries on the forum.,By the way, do Sinicization to benefit the public or something.。 Although he didn't chase it day and night, playing games, thinking about how to send blades to the original author so that he wouldn't be stopped by customs.

But that guy is a real tech nerd, graduated from 211 University, and he can play with one-handed code, anyway, Mo Wangqiu chatted with him about professional knowledge It was an unclear feeling. It is precisely because of his ability that he can be an out-and-out dead house, go to a big company to take orders when he has no money, and watch new things at home when he has money, play games, and play figures.

Damn, heaven is unfair, why can such a second-rate person go to a key university, and live a chic life after graduation. And Mo Wangqiu has worked hard for many years, but he can only open the stepping stone of Ben No. 2 University, phew!

Mo Wangqiu remembered that the guy said that the real house is a realm, and it can have its own craft, and the mentality of eating and drinking without worrying about the scattered people, rather than the NEET people who rely on their parents for eating and drinking.

That dead fat man, by the way, like Sun Ze, that guy is also a fat cancer patient because of his irregular life and rest all year round, but he still looks heartless, under his influence, Mo Wangqiu will never despise every house, who knows if he will be a platinum writer with tens of millions of manuscript fees or the kind of super master who can earn tens of thousands of yuan with a single word.

In the end, Mo Wangqiu invited Sun Ze to the cafeteria for lunch, and asked about some things by the way.

"Don't think that if you bribe this king with this kind of thing, this king will sell you the information of your comrades." Sun Ze solemnly pushed away the beef noodles in front of him, and said resolutely: "Don't even think about it unless you add another vanilla ice cream." ”

This guy is hopeless...... However, it was finally proved that those figures were real, not evil spirits formed by the resentment of the dead house.

Mo Wangqiu bought an ice cream from the commissary in the cafeteria and handed it to Sun Ze.

"Your tribute has been made to the king." Sun Ze had a solemn look on his face, not at all like a person who accepted bribes, "Say, what is there to ask, even if it is the criminal evidence of those guys, I can provide it to you." ”

"Give your little friend a way to live, I don't want to know some other people's black history inexplicably. You said your name is Sun Ze, and you're also from the mainland? ”

"Well, J City, Province F."

"Hold the grass, fellow?" Mo Wangqiu looked at the fat man in front of him blankly, is there really such a coincidence? Catching a fat guy at random is your fellow countryman, this probability is more difficult than drawing a five-star SSR, right?

"I moved to Sakurajima when I was a kid." Sun Ze was also surprised, he didn't expect such a coincidental thing in the world.

"Well, since we're fellow countrymen, it's easy." Mo Wangqiu changed with a smile: "Actually, I have an idea now, which is about the ...... of winter comiket"

Next, Mo Wangqiu told him about the release of "White Album 2 Prologue" on the winter comiket, including the lack of personnel, the lack of funds, and the inside information that the game did not even have a shadow.

"Do you have to go to the winter comiket? It's probably around February next year. Tsk, there's not enough time. Sun Ze listened carefully, ate the beef noodles in front of him in one go, and then unpacked the popsicles, thinking: "There are not enough personnel, and there are no funds for the time being...... Isn't that exactly in the preparatory stage? I think you'd better consider next summer's comiket. In addition, you said that you have found two partners, a girl Manhu family and a light novel writer who is ready to debut? , high school students are so powerful, their real identity is actually a Zenith, right? ”

"Winter is white...... Uh, ahem, I mean, it seems a bit difficult, but I still want to make the game before the winter comiket. ”

"It's not very difficult, it's very difficult." Sun Ze pouted: "Large companies will skip a game for several years for one reason or another, and it is simply impossible for someone like you to complete a word game that sounds like a lot of story content in a few months." ”

"You have to try to know if you can succeed, how about it, do you know any software talents among your friends?" Mo Wangqiu would not choose to give up just because of a few words.

"Me." Sun Ze looked complacent.

"What?"

"It's not me who blows, as far as the computer is concerned, the handsome blonde guy just now can't beat me in two dozen more times." Obviously, Sun Ze was deeply impressed by the current charge just now, and replied with resentment: "In fact, it is enough to make a simple galgame directly with a few software on the Internet, but I ...... Ahem, cough, this king can use the code to rewrite an engine for you, do you want to take it in your mouth? ”

"I subconsciously use 'I' as a pronoun, so don't reluctantly change back to 'this king', okay?" Mo Wangqiu suddenly felt that something was wrong, and looked the fat man in front of him up and down again: "Wait, you said your name is Sun Ze, I'm grass!" You can't be Sun Cannon, right? ”

"Phew! How do you know my nickname? Sun Ze hurriedly clarified: "This nickname was given to me by someone else, I didn't allude to the mind of a great man, although I also like Lori." ”

"Wait, Sun Ze, it shouldn't be, it should be called Sun Minxue, why is it just Sun Ze?" Mo Wangqiu couldn't help but think back to that very stubborn friend, look carefully at the painting, Sun Ze is very similar to that Sun Minxue, is it because of the changes in the world line, that guy moved to Sakura Island to live? also changed his name to Sun Ze?

Sun Minxue in Mo Wangqiu's memory, is a very powerful technical nerd, and he is also famous in the IT world, he and Mo Wangqiu are good friends who talk about everything on the Internet, and after learning that they are in the same city, they chose to face the base, and after the face base, they hit it off at first sight and became a good friend who talked about everything.

It was at that time that Mo Wangqiu knew that the real name of that technical otaku friend who was very hung in every sense was Sun Minxue.

"How do you know that name?" Sun Ze looked surprised, "I heard my mother say that my grandfather originally named me Sun Minxue, but my father felt sorry for me and felt that it would be very troublesome to write if the name was too long, so he changed it to Sun Ze's." ”

How lazy this father is! Is it really okay to change your name for this reason?

But the unexpected reunion with a friend from the past,It's really an unexpected joy.,Although it looks a little silly on the surface.,But Sun Minxue,No,Sun Ze is definitely a genius in IT.,It's really a talent to do galgame.,If you let him do large-scale competitive games.,Like dota2,lol or something.,I don't know if it's feasible.。

"But I didn't say I wanted to help." Sun Ze leaned lazily on the back of the chair, looking full of wine and food.

"How about another bottle of Coke?"

"Not that problem!" Sun Ze looked at Mo Wangqiu seriously, looking at him up and down: "Let me tell you the truth, it's not just me, the group of friends just now, they all know a little bit about this knowledge, if we make a move, let alone a galgame, even if it's an RPG, as long as it's not too complicated, we can do it for you." ”

"Then what are you going to do to help me?" Mo Wangqiu did not doubt the strength of the other party, but said very sincerely: "Let's say it first, I don't have any funds on my side, at most I invite you to have a KFC." ”

"Then I want three buckets for the whole family...... Phew, it's not. Sun Ze hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and began to pretend again: "You said that the galgame you want to do is a literary novel?" It's still a single-route ending, then show me the script, as long as the story can move my paintings, bring your own dry food and I'll help you write the program! ”

In Mo Wangqiu's memory, Sun Ze is really such a person, if he is interested, he will accept it no matter how little money he has, and if he is not interested, no matter how high the price is, this guy would rather die at home than do it.

"The script isn't there yet." Mo Wangqiu thought of Kasumigaoka Shiyu, she didn't know whether she was writing fast or not, "But I have an outline, you can take a look." ”

As he spoke, he handed Sun Ze the "chat history" with Nozaki Meitaro before, even the notebook.

"What the hell, how does it feel like a meeting note? Wow, this person's painter can do it, tsk, it's your character design, it's really like a girl's comic......"

At first, Sun Ze didn't pay much attention to it, but gradually, he slowly sat up straight and studied carefully.

He read just a few pages, but he read it for about ten minutes.

"Oh, and my proposal." Mo Wangqiu said, and took out another notebook from his pocket.

Just now, because he was in a hurry, he forgot to leave these two notebooks in the classroom, which just happened to work.

Sun Ze put away his smile, took the notebook, and continued to flip through it.

After a long time, he raised his head.

"Yukina Bichi."

There was a wordless battle intent in his eyes.

Mo Wangqiu saw the word party struggle in his eyes.

It worked.

"So you agreed to help?" Mo Wangqiu wanted to take back the notebook, but he didn't expect to be grabbed by Sun Ze.

"What are you doing?"

"This ending really can't be changed?" Sun Ze's expression was a little tangled: "It's too pitiful for Dongma to do this." Damn it, damn it, this Haruki Kitahara is actually the vice president of the anime club, right? Phew, scum! Punish him by heaven! ”

"Don't make a fuss. Reality and two-dimensional are not the same. Mo Wangqiu sweated again, quickly withdrew his hand and continued: "That's it, the lunch break is only one hour, and it's almost time to go back to the classroom." You give me a contact information, and I'll introduce the other members to you next time. ”