Kasumigaoka Shiyu held his chin and looked at Mo Wangqiu obliquely, looking very disdainful: "I said, you guys shouldn't be thinking about writing the game script by yourself, right?" Didn't I stimulate you to practice your bad words like being crawled by a dog first? ”

Mo Wangqiu was a little stunned, could it be that he had already written his thoughts on his face? Otherwise, how did the other party see it?

"Declare in advance." Kasumigaoka Shiyu said lazily: "The most likely outcome of a layman who wants to write his own game script is to make the game die violently. What's more, it's the game you're going to do now, and you can't do this huge amount of text without a certain amount of literary skills. ”

Mo Wangqiu felt that after all, he had seen the animation of the finished "White Album 2 Prologue" with his own eyes, and he had also played the game, so it might be feasible to work hard.

"You want to say you're the original author?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu scoffed: "Come on, although this story is right that you came up with it, but you think you can control this game with your skills?" Don't forget, if all goes well, my novel will be released in conjunction with the game in the winter. At that time, what do you think players would think of the shoddy game? And you think you'll be able to get past Machida Enko by doing this? ”

Yes, not to mention how vicious Machida Enko, as an industry veteran, has a vicious vision, and if she writes the script by herself, it is likely that she will not be recognized by the other party, and the agreement will be invalidated, and her game dream will be obsolete from now on. Even if you get lucky,,The player can't explain there.,It's conceivable that,The appetite of players who have read Kasumigaoka Shiyu's article must not be satisfied.,After all, the other party's writing is really beautiful enough.,It's really too suitable for a theme like "White Album 2".,If the game's script can't satisfy the player.,Or even become a poison point.,Players will riot.。

There will even be such a thing as buying a standing painting and giving away a garbage game.

Alas, when it comes to standing painting, Mo Wangqiu has a headache again, and Mr. Kashiwagi has not responded to him until now, and he doesn't know if he is willing to be the original artist of this game.

"But you're the real creator anyway." Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu changed his words, and he didn't know if he was really praising Mo Wangqiu: "Although I am a little unwilling, your brain is indeed bigger than mine, although you are not very good at telling stories...... Tsk,Look at the woman in Machida Yuanzi, you should understand.,A story that you came up with casually from this disgusting dead house is more interesting than the story I meditated on for a month.,Happy.,Your talent is recognized by the first talented woman of Kasumigaoka.。 ”

Mo Wangqiu smiled bitterly, can this really be called talent?

Ideas that come to mind at the spur of the moment? It doesn't exist at all, okay? Although I don't know how much effort the original author Maruto Shiaki wasted when he conceived the plot of the white album, it is obviously not something that can emerge by patting his head.

However, even if you are just an ordinary person, you want to do something for this game to appear again.

"The First Talented Woman...... Don't you blush when you say that? Mo Wangqiu sighed, and then asked the other party very seriously: "Before I find a suitable script candidate, the initial game script will be handed over to you." ”

"Oh, I understand." Kasumigaoka Shiyu narrowed his eyes, looked at the other party with interest, and then stretched out his index finger and shook it in front of Mo Wangqiu's eyes: "But, Mo Wangqiu, do you know, if you are in the galgame game, just by virtue of your statement just now that you are not 'Yasassi' at all, your favorability will decrease." ”

Mo Wangqiu couldn't help but be amused by the other party: "It's not two-dimensional here, there's a favorability or something, don't be narcissistic, okay?" Although you are very beautiful and have a hot enough body, the ghost will be interested in a woman with a troublesome personality like you, and even instigate the person you meet for the first time to commit a crime or something, and if it is serious, you will be criminally responsible. ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Mo Wangqiu felt that Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu's face was subtly red, but soon she regained her strong and trembling expression, and continued: "But I still like your style very much. Did you just hear a beep that your friendship rate is rising? If you just said 'this is too hard for you', or you were very enthusiastic and said to me, 'It's all on me', I'm going to have to think about whether or not I want to join your little club." ”

Then, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu put away his smile and looked serious: "Mo Wangqiu, let me ask you again, are you really honest, do you want to give up everything and do your best to make a good game?" ”

Seeing this, Mo Wangqiu also became serious, looked into the other party's eyes, and slowly replied, "Of course! ”

Kasumigaoka Shiyu closed her eyes and nodded her head in satisfaction: "So, I'm waiting for your good news, Mr. Producer." ”

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Adolescent boys and girls have enough enthusiasm so that they can devote enough time and energy to the things they love, but at the same time, they are sentimental, so only a few of them can resist the temptation from the outside world to continue with their original ideals.

The reason why Kasumigaoka Shiyu repeatedly asked Mo Wangqiu if she really wanted to make a good game was because she had seen too many of the kind of feats that made bold statements because of impulse, saying how to shock her actions, but in the end, they gave up because of a little dilemma, or simply forgot about the original goal.

Although it was only for a short moment, Kasumigaoka Shiyu did see a possibility from the other party.

It was the same look in my eyes.

Persistence, perseverance.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu felt that if it was Mo Wangqiu, the club he formed might not really be a game for high school students, but a brave man who really wanted to show his strengths in the industry, and even really wanted to compete with those behemoths in the industry.

What impact will the spirit of that work have on the popular harem animation and game?

Kasumigaoka Shiwa is really looking forward to it.

Mo Wangqiu didn't think as much as Kasumigaoka Shiyu, after the meal, he and Kato Megumi took the tram home, of course, the printout brought by Kasumigaoka Shiyu was also taken by him, and he kept flipping through the works written by Kasumigaoka Shiyu along the way, thinking about where to find a master who would not insult this work to write the script.

"Cousin, what kind of game are you going to make now, can I take a look?" Megumi Kato, who was on the side, looked at Mo Wangqiu, who was concentrating, and while worrying that he would hit a telephone pole or something, he couldn't help but wonder what kind of game his cousin was planning, and he was busy until three or four o'clock in the morning and didn't fall asleep.

That's right, the sound insulation effect of Mo Wangqiu's room is not as good as he imagined, last night when he and Kasumigaoka Shiyu had an argument on the phone because of the plot, Kato Megumi was woken up, and he couldn't fall asleep after listening to Mo Wangqiu and Kasumigaoka Shiyu arguing for half an hour.

I have to say that Megumi Kato is really a very good child, although she was woken up by Mo Wangqiu, but she didn't mean to be angry at all, you see, isn't it very intimate to prepare a bento for the other party? However, there is obviously a black lunch box used by his father Kato Uchiki, but Kato Megumi still put his lunch in the pink lunch box that Mo Wangqiu chose by himself, and put the pink lunch box in Mo Wangqiu's schoolbag while the other party was not paying attention, and he was really not angry at all.

"Here you go, this is the outline that Kasumigaoka Shiyu has put together. I've written a plan myself, and I'll go back and show it to you. Mo Wangqiu casually handed a few pieces of printer paper to Megumi Kato, and said without raising his head.

Megumi Kato took the printed manuscript and flipped through it carefully.

During the time when they were walking home from the tram stop, Mo Wangqiu and Megumi Kato were both seriously looking at the printout in their hands, until they realized that they had almost gone too far, Mo Wangqiu came back to his senses and hurriedly asked each other's opinions.

"It's a heart-wrenching story." Megumi Kato gave a very sincere evaluation, and then went on to add, "If it is made into a TV series, I will definitely watch it." ”

As a non-otaku, Megumi Kato's evaluation cannot be disobeyed.