Hoshiko Hayano turned her face sideways, waiting in horror for a reply on the other end of the phone.

In this fighting position, she didn't use much strength, so she could only mobilize her muscles hard, tense her toes, and leaned against the window behind her tremblingly.

For fear that if I don't pay attention, I will slip out of the battle site.

But after waiting for a few seconds, there was no reply from the other end of the phone.

"Huh?"

Hoshiko Hayano glanced at the screen a little strangely, her eyes were slightly stunned, and then she became gritted her teeth, and her little face was flushed.

The phone call has long been hung up!

There's only one caller ID on the screen that says what Miss Ibuki!

"Xiaoliang, you, you actually lied to me!"

Hayano Xingzi changed her position in shame, crashed into An Zeliang's arms, and opened her mouth to bite hard and take revenge.

Ahh

I bit down violently in one breath and closed it gently, leaving a small red mark, which didn't hurt at all, but was still a little itchy and hot.

There is also a little bit of the sweet aroma of the fruit cake I just ate.

"Angry?" An Zeliang smiled and touched Hoshiko Hayano's little head.

"Hmph... I'm a mature and rational adult, how could I be angry with a child like you! Hayano Hoshiko raised her head very stubbornly, and her face still had a flush of anger after discovering the truth just now.

He muttered something in his mouth.

"If you are deceived, you will be deceived, anyway, you can only deceive me."

"For the sake of me having such a good relationship with you, I will give you a face, pretend to believe it every time, and act with you."

Seeing that Hayano Xingzi had a hard mouth and was still saving his respect, An Zeliang nodded cooperatively.

"Hoshiko is so good to me."

"Of course." Hoshiko Hayano nodded seriously, and then, she touched her waist again, and said in a slightly embarrassed tone.

"Xiaoliang, let's change the arena... My waist and buttocks hurt so much, they feel swollen......"

"Okay, let's change places and see where it's swollen."

“…”

Anyone who has watched a fighting match knows that a game in which both sides give their all will must be fist-to-flesh, hearty and drunk.

The same goes for Rya Yasusawa and Hoshiko Hayano.

However, because the difference in strength was too large, as soon as the battle ended, Hoshiko Hayano collapsed on the battle field, and pulled out the auxiliary and protective equipment used in the battle from behind his waist, and put it back under his head, allowing it to resume its role in daily life.

"Hmm......"

Raising her two white arms and stretching her waist, Hoshiko Hayano turned over comfortably on the bed, holding the quilt in her arms with her legs casually.

The bed has been newly changed with sheets and quilt covers, but the tip of her nose still lingers with a familiar and unfamiliar smell.

Hehe, it's the taste of Xiaoliang......

Hoshiko Hayano narrowed her eyes, buried her little face in the quilt and took a big breath, a little happy.

Then, she raised her head in confusion.

"Xiaoliang, aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Well, I'll take care of a little work and sleep soon." An Zeliang sat at the computer desk, Saturday and Sunday are exhibitions, and he plans to continue to update the animation tonight, and by the way, announce the next advertisement.

"Then I'll wait for you." Hoshiko Hayano also took out her phone, lay on the bed and clicked on YouTube, put on her headphones and started watching videos.

An Zeliang looked at the backstage of YouTube, the reward and video income are very stable with the website, and there are also many private messages asking about the time when the website is online, and there are some information about the exhibition.

After a cursory glance, An Zeliang didn't bother with these first, but thought about today's animation update, the last episode 9 was even when Crane discovered the traces of Laneus, and the evil god was about to descend on Baekland.

In this episode, which is the tenth episode, An Zeliang still plans to make double the duration to warm up for the exhibition and website.

As for the card point, it was in Klein to accept Sharon's entrustment, and it was notarized for this time.

In the past few days, it can be updated continuously, and the animation will be changed to twelve episodes, and the picture of Klein and Sharon and others fighting side by side will be produced, so that the animation audience will have a deep impression of Sharon, so that when the exhibition is held, Sharon of Hoshinomiya COS will not be too abrupt.

After thinking about it, An Zeliang also edited the key information.

[Video in progress...... 1％】

The website is about to go live, and there is no need to optimize the backend code or retest it.

The main thing is that writing code is sometimes like making a game, you test like crazy, you think you have perfected all the requirements, and you feel that there will definitely be no problems, but only when you really wait for the launch, you will know if anyone orders fried rice in the tavern, and there are some strange bugs.

After thinking about it, An Zeliang opened his YouTube personal homepage, intending to change his name and profile picture.

He was too lazy to get it before, and he always used the default nickname and avatar, so fans didn't call it well, and they all called the author directly.

Now that he is going to build a website and start a company, it is best to get an ID and avatar with a stronger memory.

Let's just get an artist to draw one.

An Zeliang opened the address book on his mobile phone and sent a message to Sister Qianhe.

"Sister Chizuru, do you know the art students of the University of Tokyo, I want to ask for a portrait draft."

The student's sketches are relatively cheap, and he was born in the University of Tokyo, and his professionalism is not too bad, so he must be a very good Party B.

Chizuru Yukimura didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't sleep at this point, so he just went back in seconds.

"I really know a sophomore, you wait, I'll ask him, and then push it to you."

About a few minutes later, Yukimura Chizuru said that he had sent An Zeliang's line business card to the other party, and after the two chatted a few more words, Yukimura Chizuru reluctantly said that he was going to continue to discuss the topic of the paper with Dong Yuefeng.

"Well, let's get back to that."

After ending the chat, a new notification also popped up on An Zeliang's side, an avatar is a broken red apple, and the person with the nickname Bad Apple wants to add him as a friend, and after passing, a message was quickly sent.

Bad Apple: "Hello dear Party A, I am the artist introduced by Sister Chizuru, may I ask what your needs are here?" ”

"That's ......"

An Zeliang roughly described the avatar he wanted, also explained the commercial use, and agreed on the approximate publication time.

Bad Apple: "I'm fine tonight, so I'll give you a draft and color first, dear A." ”

"Yes."

An Zeliang agreed, he originally thought that he would have to wait for about half an hour, but he didn't expect that ten minutes later, the bad apple sent a sketch and color ratio, and the speed was very fast.

"The contrast between the red and blue backgrounds is a little stronger, and then the movements of the characters are a little more exaggerated, and the font is completely white."

As An Zeliang's news was issued, the end of the bad apple suddenly fell silent.

"The other party is typing..."

"The other party is typing......"

“…”

It can be seen that as a professional art student of the University of Tokyo, Bad Apple is still very, very entangled in this manuscript.

Exactly five minutes later, Bad Apple finally had its speech ready.

"Okay."

In just two words, Party B's helplessness and submission are fully revealed.

"Looking forward to seeing the finished product." An Zeliang smiled.

"The other party is typing..."

"The other party is typing......"

“…”

The familiar hint flickered wildly, and eventually, Bad Apple spoke again.

"Okay."

The avatar draft is estimated to be drawn tomorrow, An Zeliang opened YouTube, sent the exhibition information to Hexagonal Snowflake, and after a brief chat, he sent a few more messages to Ibuki Snow.

Just now, Ibuki called to ask if he would go to the offline exhibition, and An Zeliang naturally replied now that he wanted to go.

As he was talking, a text message notification popped up.

"You have received 60,000 yen from your bank card, please check ...... for details."

After a closer look, the payer was Ibuki Xue, and An Zeliang was suddenly a little puzzled.

"Miss Ibuki, why are you suddenly sending me money?"

"I've been inviting Anze to play at fan events, and of course I'm going to pay for it." Ibuki sent a cute cat smiley face emoji.

"Moreover, Anzawa-san, who is still a student, and I am already a working adult, so you can let me fulfill my responsibilities as an adult, and take good care of your food, clothing, housing and transportation in Akihabara for the past two days."

As if he was afraid that An Zeliang would refuse, Ibuki added again.

"Of course, it's not 100% free."

"After meeting at the exhibition, Anze wants to show me the animation you have been making, and I will definitely watch it with my heart and evaluate it well."

"Thank you, Miss Ibuki, since you've said so, I'm going to do a good anime." An Zeliang didn't shirk either, but backhanded and clicked on the second creation analysis video of the hexagonal snowflake, directly subscribed and added three times, and then gave a reward and the author forwarded, recommending comments or something.

Courtesy is still exchanged, human nature.

Hexagonal Snowflake suddenly looked very excited and posted several comments in a row.

After dealing with this side, An Zeliang rechecked the exhibition information with the original group owner and administrator in the exhibition group, and then edited the news, announced the exhibition activities on the next weekend, and the website that was launched simultaneously with the exhibition.

"It's finally here!"

"Bring it up, I can't wait!"

"The exhibition and the website are both online, doesn't this Nima make our eyes refreshed!"

“…”

With a wave of applauding comments pouring out.

At the same time, the exhibition was publicized in the group.

"The publicity has gone out, and the volunteers of the exhibition will check the information for the last time in the past few days, and contact me if they have any questions at that time."

The original group owner @ several administrators and fans who will serve as volunteers this time.

At this time, a person who had been diving in the group sent a message.

"I don't think there's any need to be so concerned, everyone uses love to generate electricity, and volunteering or something is also spontaneous sign-up, just do your best."

"Every day, it's either checking the information, or it's about the itinerary or something."

"Don't go too far."

The first two sentences are okay, but as soon as the last sentence came out, a feeling of arching fire was about to come out, and none of the fans in the group who were still students did not suppress the fire, and they were stunned on the spot.

"I think it's too much to leave the group, there's no need to call here."

"You don't like to watch it in the group for so long, it's really hard for you, now hurry up and quit."

"If you can't speak, don't speak, how can you open your mouth every day to annoy people!"

“…”

More than a dozen high-quality replies scurried past.

"I'm in a hurry." The inactive diver replied.

The atmosphere in the group suddenly became a little sour, and fans showed their heads and scolded, seeing that a big war was about to break out.

At the critical moment, the original group owner directly opened a ban for all employees.

"Don't worry, this exhibition is very rare, and the author has been supporting us a lot, giving us funds for the event, as well as volunteer salaries, and subsidies from all sides."

"We watch animation, isn't it just to be happy, don't quarrel, have something to talk about."

The original group leader was just talking kindly, and suddenly received a hint that the diver who was arching the fire had withdrawn from the group.

The administrators in the group also found out about this and sent her private messages one after another.

"I don't think it's good to leave the group after saying those words."

"I just looked at the date when this person joined, I suddenly joined the group a few days before the exhibition, and I have never spoken before, but today I suddenly became like this."

"I have a terrible suspicion."

"Me too."

“…”

The original group leader's heart also sank slightly, and after appeasing the administrator, she decisively opened An Zeliang's private message.

"Author, there's something I want to tell you."

After listening briefly to what happened, An Zeliang smiled, didn't panic at all, and said what they were worried about.

"Are you worried that he came to make trouble on purpose, after taking screenshots of the remarks in the group, and then waiting for the exhibition, these black materials will be taken out of context?"

"Hmm... Author: Dad, what should I do? The original group owner suddenly panicked, it was she who said that she was going to take over the volunteer work, but now something happened, and it caused trouble to the author she liked.

The more I thought about it, the more ashamed I became, and the original group leader couldn't help but continue to speak.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, the author is great, I'll deal with this matter!"

"I will explain the situation to everyone in the group, issue a hanging note, and clarify this matter in advance."

This is also a very classic fan circle operation, but the key is that the exhibition that An Zeliang is going to do now is already in the commercial category, not a simple fan activity.

Hanging a note is too bad for passers-by, and it is not official enough.

Seeing this, An Zeliang calmly tapped on the keyboard.

"No, let him send it."

"But ......" The original group owner is still a little worried, everyone in the circle knows that some people like to write small essays the most, and they can incite a lot of unreasonable people as soon as they write, and then they will attack them in groups.

The situation can get very troublesome.

"Don't worry, you can rest early tonight, I have already sent the night shift allowance to your bank card."

"Uh-huh... The author is big, you also rest early. The original group leader didn't want to say anything more, so he told the volunteers about the situation with a heavy heart, and couldn't help but ask some things, so he also went offline.

Bang bang bang.

Clicking on the programming software, An Zeliang thought for a while, and continued to type the keyboard.

After a while, a water army mini program was written, and various comments could be posted according to the situation and keywords.

Then, An Zeliang opened two Twitter accounts, one is an official Douyin official, and the other is a certified YouTube author, and by the way, he also looked at how much Twitter buys popularity.

Well...... A bit pricey, but acceptable, hopefully it's worth the money.

After everything was done, An Zeliang updated his personal profile on YouTube and put two Twitter accounts on it, and at this time, Bad Apple also sent a detailed picture of his avatar.

"Look at it."

I saw on the screen, a beautiful girl in a white tight dress made a very bewitching movement, holding a mobile phone next to her head with both hands, and the logo of Douyin on it.

Behind the girl,It's a background made of red, blue and white with very strong contrast.,A few lines of words are written in white and yellow fonts.。

"Douyin animation, I've seen it since I was a child!"

"Insist on 100% handmade painting for a year, so that your viewing is more meaningful!"

“…”

I have to say that the art students of Dongda are easy to use, this picture is really catchy, too memorable, and it also makes the essence of the coconut tree brand drink in An Zeliang's impression.

It's earthy and cool, and it feels weird to look at, but I can't help but look at it twice.

It also contains the most popular child-faced and busty cute girl in the second dimension, as well as the favorite thing of the third dimension, mobile phones.

"It's very well drawn, I'm satisfied." An Zeliang replied, "What do you think?" ”

"The other party is typing..."

"The other party is typing......"

“…”

In just one minute, this news continued to appear in An Zeliang's field of vision, and the speed was very violent, at least a dozen times, it is estimated that it was deleted every time he typed, and then continued to type, continue to delete.

Eventually, Bad Apple spoke directly.

“…… If you like it, it's fine. ”

As if accepting the fact that the art students of Todai also have to serve the local flavor of the party, Bad Apple then asked.

"This is the final picture.,The PSD file has been sent to your line mailbox.,What is the settlement of the manuscript fee?"

"I'll transfer your bank card."

"Okay."

After quickly closing the deal, Bad Apple quickly went offline.

An Zeliang put on a new avatar, and then changed the ID to Douyin brand animation, very earthy, very vulgar, and a name with no technical content at all, but it is really very easy to remember, and it is completely bound to the name Douyin.

Not long after the change, An Zeliang's news swiped hundreds of comments.

"It's ugly!"

"Several weird avatars... If you look at it again, it's still a few weird ......."

"Child-faced and busty cute girl, but, a vulgar avatar, no."

"What's the matter, am I being lowered, after looking at it for a long time, I feel that there is a special beauty in it..."

"After watching the anime and then looking at the author, I'm crazy."

“…”

[Video Production Completed]

At this time, the prompt also popped up, An Zeliang smiled, and updated his backhand.

In an instant, the comment area changed direction.

"Douyin brand mysterious active painting, I have seen it since I was a child!"

"It's good, it's good, I'm croaking in bed."

"It's useless to update, the avatar is so ugly, the ID is so vulgar, I can't bear it...... However, if you update one more episode of Douyin brand animation, I will wash my backhand and update ten episodes, and I will immediately incarnate as a shaker to protect you! ”

“…”

Among them, there are also some fans who are really troubled, and they are constantly commenting.

"The author is big, I don't have any opinion on this ID and avatar, but how to call you in the future?"

"I've been thinking about it for a long time, do I want to call the author Da Yinda, Shake Sauce, or Douyin Sauce, or Animation Sauce?"

"It's weird, my mind is blank, I belong to the scene and see the author's big picture, I don't know what to shout."

“…”

That's a real problem.

After thinking about it for a while, An Zeliang changed his personal profile and replied with some highly praised comments.

"Just call me a squid."

The master of mystery has copied it, and the author's name has also been copied, An Zeliang did not embarrass his brain, and completed the classic operation of copying the text smoothly.

After everything was done, An Zeliang stretched and turned off the computer.

"Xingzi, I've got it done, you ......"

Before he could finish speaking, An Zeliang stopped talking.

"Whew... Whew......"

On the bed, Hoshiko Hayano was already asleep, she was messily pillowing her pillow, holding the quilt in her arms, a slender and white leg hanging outside, pressing another pillow, and holding a mobile phone in her hand, playing some video.

The eyelashes are drooping, the eyebrows are quiet and steady, and it seems that he has slept deeply.

An Zeliang didn't bother her, and after washing, he changed the position of Hoshiko Hayano to a different position, took out the pillow and cushioned it, and then covered the quilt and lay on the bed.

Before going to bed, swipe your phone again and relax.

"Hmm... Sleeping ...... cuddle"

Hayano Hoshiko woke up in a daze, his head drilled into An Zeliang's arms, lying on his shoulder and didn't understand, his ruddy little mouth pouted slightly, but he didn't snore, but his saliva seemed to be about to flow out.

An Zeliang didn't mind, took the phone with his other hand, and planned to continue watching, but accidentally the phone slid down.

Smack!

It smashed directly into the face of Hoshiko Hayano.

"Woo ......?"

Hayano Hoshiko's forehead suddenly turned red, the tip of her small and white nose was also red, her eyes opened with difficulty, and she glanced at An Zeliang with water.

Sorry, my hand slipped.

An Zeliang touched Hayano Xingzi's face, and was about to explain with some apologies.

"Mua-chirp!"

Hayano Hoshiko moved, raised his little head and kissed An Zeliang, his strength was quite strong, and he gave out a red mark, and then he tilted his head into An Zeliang's arms.

He was still muttering in his sleep, with painful teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were red.

"Xiaoliang, your kiss hurts my face......"

"I'll rub it for you." An Zeliang whispered, put down the phone and gently rubbed the eyebrows of Hoshiko Hayano.

Hayano Hoshiko didn't move very obediently, it seemed that she was asleep, and as soon as An Zeliang was about to stop it, he heard the person in his arms muttering again and continuing to talk in his sleep.

"Xiaoliang, my butt hurts too..."

“？”

An Zeliang looked at the person in his arms suspiciously, does Menghua still have such specific requirements.

"Xingzi, are you awake now?"

The man in his arms was silent for a while, and continued muttering.

"Asleep... Everything in my dreams ......"

"Xiaoliang, my butt really hurts, I must have fallen......"

“…”

Who let himself punch too hard during the battle, An Zeliang stretched out his hand helplessly.

Knead, you can knead.

(End of chapter)