The cooperation was unilaterally hammered by William.

As for the content, it's pretty simple.

Bai Hua and Shi Yu cooperated, and before the winter CM, they had to come up with a love development game and hang it under the banner of the Asbro club.

Shi Yu is the screenwriter and character designer, and Bai Hua is the chief artist and computational programming.

During this period, you can freely allocate manpower and resources from Asbro, or you can ask your friends for help, as long as you can get a satisfactory review after the trial of Altair.

To be honest, half a year is not a difficult thing.

With Shi Yu's ability, it took more than half a year to independently complete the plot writing, although it was not easy, but it was also easy.

And Bai Hua can complete all the illustrations and programming in just two days, and even design the game into 3D without any problem.

However······

A month later, the rooftop of the school building with high water.

"It's been a month, right? You haven't been in touch once, is it really okay? ”

It was supposed to be a relaxing lunch break, but Altaïr couldn't help but feel nervous and a sense of crisis.

In the past month, Bai Hua and Shi Yu have a tacit understanding and choose to forget about making games, as if nothing had happened, no, it should be said that the relationship is worse than before.

At least before, the two would be polite when they met, greeting each other in a very penetrating voice.

And now, once the two meet, the atmosphere between them is as sinister as if they may do it at any time.

"What does it matter?" Bai Hua snorted coldly.

"Of course you're fine, but William will kill me, right!?"

"Could it be that you really asked me to cooperate with that woman?!"

In Bai Hua's opinion, cooperating with Shiyu itself is impossible.

On the one hand, the relationship between them is so bad that it is impossible to cooperate.

On the other hand, Bai Hua is very self-aware, and his own painting style can never meet the standard of love elements.

"And, for me, making Mashiro a good manga artist is more important than anything else."

"When it comes to real white sauce, it's even more impossible, right?!" Altaïr said with some breakdown.

It is true that as a world-class painter, the painting style is full of fantasy and beauty, and almost everyone will be amazed, even if it is a layman, he can't understand the artistic conception in the painting, and his eyes will shine.

That level is not inferior to Bai Hua's dark painting style.

But there is one problem that is very serious.

In terms of comics, Mashiro and Bai Hua are the same kind of people, unable to show delicate feelings, but Mashiro chose the comics of love and daily elements as the goal, and in Altaïr's opinion, the probability of success is equivalent to Bai Hua's initiative to cooperate with Shiyu.

"How could it be?"

Bai Hua snorted displeased.

"In my opinion, whether it's a comic or an oil painting, Mahaku is very powerful, but those editors don't have a vision and can't understand it, and now Mahaku hasn't become a cartoonist, which is not normal!"

"Yes, yes, yes! True white sauce is very powerful, but this is different, although it can be classified as art, but comics are sold to ordinary people, the important thing is the plot, do you think the plot in the comics of real white sauce, with normal logic? ”

"It's very consistent.,In the end,There's no logic in love.,The male protagonist suddenly likes the heroine.,Or the heroine suddenly likes the male protagonist.,Isn't it a long normal thing?"

"It's normal there?!"

"Look, the woman's "Love Metronome" in Kasumigaoka is not the hero and heroine inexplicably liking each other? And it's a big sell. Bai Hua said solemnly.

Altaïr: "······"

With the aesthetic logic of normal people, "Love Metronome" is normal!

There is a strong feeling hidden between the lines, which is not abundant, and the delicate expression techniques and beautiful words are rare masterpieces, even if they are not top-notch.

Only people like Bai Hua can evaluate it as inexplicable.

No, maybe in the eyes of this guy, all things about love are inexplicable.

"Hah——, why don't you give up creating on your own? Go and ask Shiyu's seniors, and then pay some money, buy the copyright, and let Zhenbai sauce directly adapt "Love Metronome", I think it will be popular. ”

Altair was a little helpless and made a feasible suggestion.

In this way, if nothing else, at least Mahaku became a manga artist, which can be said to be a sure thing.

"Ahh······h

Bai Hua sighed and said, "Actually, I also told Mahaku, but Mahaku said that her goal is to be a creator and wants to draw her own comics, so that she can be called a manga artist." ”

Mahaku didn't want to become a manga artist for money, but simply out of a hobby, wanting to depict his own wonderful.

"It's really an ambitious statement, but can Mahaku really do it?"

Altaïr was skeptical.

In other words, if Mahaku can really do it, he would have done it a year ago when he was in country Y.

"Forget it, let's do it, I'll leave the comic tutoring work of the real white sauce to me."

"Just you?"

"What, have an opinion? Don't look at me like this, I have hundreds of excellent comics and light stored in my brain, as long as I want to do it, I can crush you scum casually. ”

Altaïr said this proudly.

That's right, as a traverser, she was a half-house girl in her previous life, and after her reincarnation, her calculation power has increased, and she can clearly recall the animation, comics, and every plot she has seen before.

Well, to put it bluntly, this kind of public copying behavior is not worth advocating, but it can easily solve the problem, isn't it?

"I can name some of them right now, for example, the poor hard-working genius who got a well-paid part-time tutor and taught the quintuplets of the same grade at the same time, but the quintuplets all had the characteristics of 'hate studying' and 'will repeat grades', and had distinct personalities, so they started ······"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bai Hua with an indifferent face.

"Divide the flower into five equal parts, huh?"

“······ Well, it's just a coincidence. Altair's face froze, and he looked away with some embarrassment.

"I also noticed that the sophomore of the ordinary hard work type, in order to get a recommendation from the university, was appointed as an educator for a genius beautiful girl, however, the science genius volunteered to be admitted to a liberal arts university, and the liberal arts genius volunteered to be admitted to a science university, so the ······ began"

"We can't learn together? Reminder, this manga has been animated, although I haven't seen it, but as a former manga artist, I've heard of it anyway, can you stop fooling me? Bai Hua said impatiently.

"This... This... I still have ······."

"Enough, really enough, I had such a glimmer of hope for you before, I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry, I should have despaired of you from the beginning."

Bai Hua said this, got up and left the rooftop.

For a while, Altair's heart was mixed with five people, and there was a sentence that MMP did not vomit and was unhappy.

Why can people cross the big guy and use the public transcript to cross ACG in the parallel world, and when they come to me, they will all be occupied?

Is it because I'm a goddaughter?