In many cases, "no OOC" is the lowest standard for fan creation.

But also many times, "no OOC" is the most difficult criterion for doujin creation.

Because the characters in the creation may be different in everyone's mind.

Even if it has a fixed, official, formula-like image.

Even if the image is as thin as a piece of paper.

People can see the difference in this too.

This difference not only comes from the difference in focus and cognition, but also from the audience's respective views.

When watching film and television works, it is not difficult to have such a scene, that is, the same thing, the same person, everyone will show their own understanding.

Even public figures with a large number of fans who seem to have real material can also show certain differences in their role analysis and understanding of events.

The root of the conflict between people comes from the differences that are difficult to understand each other.

In the creative world, we would simply call it 'difficult to reconcile'.

While aesthetic differences between people are worthy of respect, they are by no means a reason for compromise.

The creator will reveal his or her own position in the creation of the work, which is also part of the content that the work wants to express.

So when Omer's script was pushed to the second, third, and fourth acts, and the beginning and middle of the two short stories had been completed, there was some controversy within the community of Elle Digital.

To put it simply, it is an inevitable link in the process of cooperation between Party A and Party B.

'Isn't this time to XXX a little bit?' 'I have another idea', 'This doesn't fit my vision!' After Omer confirmed that the digital teacher was in line with his own perception and position, he ignored it.

Since the boss in Party A's group is fine, let the boss go to the Confucianism.

It's really not okay, and it doesn't matter if the guy who has an opinion writes it himself, does it? Originally, it was also a collection of short comics, and the artist seemed to be very superhuman, and it was not a waste of resources to be able to really figure out the results by himself to make the other party want to draw.

After all, the painter has not yet put into work.

In this morning, Omer, who had already grasped every minute during the day, and had not forgotten to multi-thread the outline even for dinner, although he had achieved an astonishing degree of completion, was still far from completion.

Originally, it was also a dead line where everyone was going crazy, and it was so easy to catch up there, but he knew his own affairs, and Omo was quite satisfied with the current progress and efficiency, and was confident that he would send the complete comic script to the artist before the day after tomorrow.

So he paused quite simply.

Stuck in the end of today's trainer work after school, don't leave a little pressure on yourself after work.

Of course, the pressure is already full.

After all, it's 5:20 p.m.

The vast majority of schools are closed at this point, and companies that work most of the time are also off duty at this point.

Although it is difficult to say the working hours of the expatriate employees of the logistics company, if she wants to take a leave of absence, no one will go through the procedures.

There may even be a penguin owner who takes the initiative to give her a vacation.

"So did you tell her a place and a time?" The voice of inquiry was in my ears, and the distance prevailed over the oppression of the wind.

"Yes, and there's plenty of time," Omer said, rarely without a helmet, allowing the slight pressure on his right shoulder to continue, "but that address is a place to watch the volume. ”

He drove his beta motorcycle through the city roads in the Jiemen District, and had just left the gate of Akane's school.

"Eh~"

"On Sunday, there are many big names in the café under the umbrella of Tranquility, and the quality of the drinks and the quality of the customers is quite high."

"Conversely, it is also a matter of course to get rid of some spoilers," Ormer explained. ”

"It's actually a quiet Sunday......" Akane didn't know what to say, "don't you think she might take the initiative to bring a bunch of guys to watch?" ”

"No, she understands the meaning of rules better than she seems."

Omer said, glancing at the traffic in the rearview mirror.

Sure enough, there was a bright red in the mix.

It's hard for him to say how many people are paying attention to this matter today.

Even when the four horse racing girls under him were separated, they also showed some desire to speak and stopped, which made him feel a little subtle.

After all, if they really pay attention to this, then they should not be this reaction, but should be encouragement or blessing or something... The girls under him were good boys.

Maybe it's just that I don't adapt to this complicated emotional situation I encountered.

Omer knew that the decision he was about to make was indeed difficult for ordinary girls to cheer on and bless them.

But even so, I guess I'll pay attention to it in some way...... After all, this kind of thing is like what they used to do to Yuta at Azalea High School.

A message from the raccoon dog even popped up on Omer's light screen, asking him if he wasn't coming back to cook tonight, and if she wanted to just settle it out at the shop outside.

I didn't talk about it in my childhood or youth... How far has this gotten around?

Omer, who felt that it would soon evolve into a situation where the grass was talking, the trees were talking, and the air was talking, resisted the choice of inviting Cellenina directly to come to the office, or going to Cherenina's house by himself.

To be honest, he doesn't mind the eyes of others, after all, he has been used to doing things under the eyes of others since he was a child.

It is precisely in this way that the so-called 'show' art is cultivated, and it is possible to choose the living environment in which one wishes.

Even on important occasions when dealing with relationships, he doesn't feel that there will be anything to be ashamed of.

But replying to the confession of this kind of occasion surrounded by a group of swordsmen and axemen-like atmosphere, I always feel that something is not right, and I don't know what Celenina will think.

Although he could guess that the other party probably had some 'tails', being followed was not the same thing as the person in question.

Feelings have always been something that both parties have, and confession is more like a 1v1 match.

Only such a stage can show each other's operation, and at this time, any onlookers are actually redundant, even if they are actively hiding their figures.

Once their existence is clear, it will cause invisible pressure and show a bit of persecution.

The most direct manifestation of this kind of case is that some men and women who confess in public and are then coaxed by a group of people.

It seems to be a beautiful and enthusiastic scene, but in fact it is the will of the masses.

The defendant is often a blank in his mind, and he is affected by the atmosphere to make hasty decisions.

In a sense, this is a tactical option that confessors can use.

Although it is a bit despicable, there are many people who claim that feelings and love are a kind of despicable manifestation.

But Ormer wasn't that kind of person.

Although love itself is an offensive and defensive battle, it is a defeat to come from the beginning.

As we all know, sneak attacks are only valuable before and after greetings, and sneak attacks in greetings are not as good as frog peeing.

Celenina was clearly not that kind of person, and despite her confession in full view, she also gave Omer time.

Think calmly and make a decision before making a decision, this is what she meant, but not only to Omer, but also to herself.

She actually wanted to run away, and Omer knew that very well.

Liking someone doesn't mean you have to confess, or even mean you have to be together, it's not just for the good of the other person, but also because you think you're not fully ready.

Rather than carrying the preparation of other people's lives, it is better to put more personal preparations in your own private territory.

In fact, except for some Dongyan people, young people in other districts do not have the fixed concept of 'love must be rushed'.

Even in the Far East, this kind of ideological interaction is itself seen as a 'gravity man/gravity woman' characteristic, which can put a lot of pressure on both sides.

But Omer had to admit that he did think that way.

He doesn't like stories that end without a problem, and he doesn't like the feelings of the middle way collapse, and he believes that Celenina also thinks so, and everyone doesn't like to waste time.

So if you don't get ready, you don't want to think about it, you will subconsciously run away and pretend that you don't have it.

After all, love is a two-player game, but if one party is not ready, then you must be prepared to be tortured together.

It's better not to show up - he/she will probably think so, and then wait for the self-breakthrough, or be dragged out by others in the self-internal friction.

Omer is undoubtedly the latter, while Cherenina ......

At first glance, it seems to be stimulated by the squeeze between Omer and the people around him.

But whether it was a momentary courage, even Ormer wasn't sure.

After all, in the past two days, he and Celenina have been in a state of no contact, like a cold war, without the slightest follow-up information.

And he believed that the other party was the same.

Even if there may be enthusiastic people around you who want to promote help, they will not accept each other, and will only wait for the other party to react while trying to think calmly.

It's awkward, but it's also crisp.

Because a clear mind does not let oneself waste useless time.

In other words, efficient kitchens can't tolerate wasting their time like this.

They will have a dead line in their hearts that they will have to make a decision before then.

Whatever the choice, we must get rid of the current ambiguity.

So he won't hide or delay this matter from Shinjo Akane.

Even if it would shock the other person's perception and incur the other party's anger, he had a morning conversation.

To be honest, there are strategies that seem to be better.

Whether it's time management or anti-detection awareness... His various abilities seem to have been prepared for the classic scumbag Sea King, and then he only needs to cut his conscience to maintain the illusion that he can be satisfied like many contemporary chaotic relationship protagonists.

But it just looks better at the end of the day.

He didn't have to think about it for a second, he never wanted to be like that, and in the past few days since he returned from Cuckoo Terrace, he has become more and more tired of continuing to suppress himself, and pretending to be a normal and featureless passerby.

Not to mention that this time he was facing a fellow human.

Why hide your anomalies anymore?

In any case, you have long lost the standby position of not being involved in cause and effect.

Everyone knows the bottom line, what is the difference between meaningless disguise and a layer of rags?

So at the moment, he even took his current girlfriend to the café where he faced the confessor.

Under the snarky glare, which was not at all pleasant on Sunday's quiet expression, he finished ordering with Akane Shinjo and looked back at Cellenina, who was sitting directly across from him.

"This is a place where Remule and Lapland can be stopped, and there are also devices that cut off the intercity network and interfere with electromagnetic waves, after all, this is also a place for some dignitaries to relax and relax, and no one wants to encounter some trouble at this time."

He said, then crossed his fingers against the end of his nose and looked at the calm, silent 'challenger'.

"Although you said two days ago that you would wait for my reply, now two days later...... You may be the one who needs an answer. ”

As he spoke, the dark slit in his dark red eyes seemed to split the quiet girl in two.

Together with her beautiful blue-gold gradient eyes.

Raise a challenge that looks like a pre-judgment verdict:

"Cherenina, at this moment, can you still hold on to the position you took two days ago?"

(End of chapter)