The convention and exhibition center was bustling with people, but the booth of "G Big Animation Club" in the corner was shrouded in mysterious silence.

Looking at the long-haired man who was engrossed in clicking the mouse, everyone in the anime club looked at each other, and they all saw a mixture of surprise and confusion on the faces of others.

――How is it possible to play this effect when playing GALGAME? What kind of magic did the "stellar wreckage" do to do such a thing?

When the man from Hellfire Entertainment "cast the spell" just now, everyone didn't look at what he had written.

HOWEVER, IN THE EYES OF THE FLAT-HEADED BOY, NO MATTER HOW TERRIFYING THE PLOT WRITTEN BY THAT GUY IS, IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO MAKE ENIGMA LIKE THIS, RIGHT?

AS FOR ENIGMA'S STATE, IT IS VERY SIMPLE TO DESCRIBE: IN JUST TEN MINUTES, SEVERAL BOYS FROM THE ANIME CLUB WITNESSED THE WHOLE PROCESS OF THIS PERSON FROM BEING SUSPICIOUS TO ANGRY, AND THEN TO SUFFOCATING FROM LACK OF OXYGEN TO DEATH......

"What are you kidding, this is too godly......"

The flat-headed boy didn't say anything on his lips, but in his heart he had already admired the "stellar wreckage".

HE KNEW VERY WELL THAT THE STELLAR WRECKAGE COULDN'T HAVE SIMPLY SCOLDED "ENIGMA" WHO WAS TRYING TO PLAY THE GAME, OTHERWISE ENIGMA WOULD PROBABLY GET UP AND LEAVE IN A RAGE. But now this poor guy who is trying to play is showing a painful appearance, and continues to click the mouse non-stop.

To make a GALGAME achieve the level of abusing the gamers while allowing them to continue playing, there is no doubt that only an extremely powerful scriptwriter can do it!

I didn't expect that the well-known game streamer was good at not only games that are more convenient to broadcast live, but also a hidden GALGAME master?

If there is a scriptwriter of this level to join, the GALGAME quality of their animation club. Obviously, it will also "soar into the sky"!

Thinking of this, the flat-headed man had already closed his eyes and began to fantasize about the game being a big hit.

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"Is it really good for you to fix him like this?"

Watching Zhao Nuo keep typing his lines on the administrator side of the GAL chat software, even Zhou Yan, who has always been indifferent, felt a little too much.

"It's okay, that guy wouldn't care about that." Zhao Nuo had a malicious smile on his face.

"I think he's going to kill you." Zhou Yan complained.

Of course. What she cares about is not this matter, but Zhao Nuo's scriptwriting ability.

Zhou Yan still remembers that a long time ago, Zhao Nuo once showed the suspense novel he wrote to himself, and his evaluation at that time was close to "worthless".

At that time, Zhao Nuo could be said to have no ability to make up stories at all. But now......

Looking at the scene of this person's familiar "improvising GALGAME lines", Zhou Yan even had the urge to cut open his skull and study the internal structure of the brain.

In fact, when she first came into contact with this person, her evaluation of this person was only five simple words - "deep game nerd". Even after that guy saved himself. The evaluation has only become "crazy game nerd".

Of course, Zhou Yan knows very well that he still has a good impression of this handsome guy who occasionally reveals his dark side. But that's not the important question now......

"When did you learn screenwriting?" The pale-faced girl couldn't help but ask.

"I haven't studied." Zhao Nuo said without raising his head.

"Don't lie to me, how can you write so fast without learning?" The expression on Zhou Yanxiao's face was written with the three big words "distrust".

The girl saw very clearly just now that Zhao Nuo forcibly wrote a story similar to "ENIGMA Black History" within half an hour, and then after ENIGMA took the bait. Continue to write the plot options at a breakneck pace as the man behind the scenes. Brutally "molested" the unwitting long-haired man.

At this level, let alone an ordinary playwright, even she may have to bow down - you must know that in order to write the plot of "The Hospitalized Sick Girl", she thought about it for half a month. Compared with Zhao Nuo, the speed is as slow as a turtle crawling.

"God man ......" Zhou Yan blurted out without thinking.

"No, Xia Xiaoling is a god. I'm not. Zhao Nuo shook his head.

Hearing this name and remembering the appearance of the boyish girl, Zhou Yan sighed: "I see." ”

Now it seems that the success of "Hellfire Entertainment" is not accidental, but completely "inevitable"!

There is a horror like Xia Xiaoling. Coupled with Zhao Nuo, a genius guy "pressing the formation", it is probably normal for this company to go smoothly......

So, what about yourself now?

Thinking of this, the girl lowered her head and stared at her palms and her slender ten fingers.

I made my debut with a puzzle-solving game script and became a famous "ghost and god scriptwriter", but compared with Zhao Nuo, who has advanced by leaps and bounds, I seem to be standing still for the past year.

The reason why he writes dark and desperate stories is because of some of his dark experiences back then. But Zhou Yan knows very well that under the influence of the people around him, those shadows of despair have begun to gradually move away from him.

So, what should we do now?

What can I do to improve myself?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan paused for a moment, suddenly stretched out his hand and tugged at Zhao Nuo's sleeve, lowered his head and whispered:

"Well, can you ...... Teach me? ”

Hearing this, the young man, who had been continuing to straighten himself with a wicked smile on his face, turned his head and stared at Zhou Yan's face in surprise.

"I want to be like you, too...... Write the script so quickly. Zhou Yan still lowered his head, clenching his small fists with some embarrassment.

For this girl who has always gone her own way and doesn't care about any opinions of others at all, being able to say such things can be regarded as a "breakthrough".

“……”

Zhao Nuo was silent for two seconds, then suddenly put the back of his hand against Zhou Yan's forehead and asked, "You don't have a fever, do you?" ”

"Huh?" Zhou Yan let out a surprised sound.

"It's okay, I just don't think there's something quite right with you." While Zhao Nuo was speaking, he casually clicked the "End Game" button on the management side of the chat software.

AT THE SAME TIME AS HE CLICKED THIS BUTTON, THE LAPTOP SCREEN IN FRONT OF ENIGMA APPEARED WITH A PROMPT THAT SAID "GAME ERROR, MEMORY OVERFLOW".

Until this time, the long-haired man who was playing with the plot of the game finally let go of the mouse as if he was waking up from a dream.

"You have superpowers?" ENIGMA ASKED WEAKLY.

"No, it's just the new GALGAME system." The flat-headed man replied immediately.

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I'm going to move in the next two days, so I don't have time to write...... (To be continued......)