Nao Tsuda lives in a high-end Japanese-style apartment, but there is a comfortable and luxurious European-style sofa in the lobby.

The sofa is made up of two parts and is an L-shaped.

One of the sofas with backrests is 2 meters long, mainly facing the TV, which is the main sofa, and in the joint position of this sofa is a short sofa 1.6 meters long, with a backrest on only one side, mainly used for lying down.

Qing Zhiyuan usually lies on the longer sofa, and his feet are suspended at 1.6 meters.

Nao Tsuda usually sits on it and reads a book, and occasionally when he is tired, he will lie down and take a rest.

More often than not, she likes to lie on Ching Chi Won's lap.

Or let Qing Zhiyuan lie on her lap.

In short, there is no fixed posture, the main thing is that it is natural and comfortable.

Today, Nao Tsuda and Sei Chi Won are sitting at opposite ends of the couch, each holding a book in their hands and reading.

Mainly because smartphones have not yet been invented, there is no such thing as "swiping mobile phones" at all, and more entertainment is reading books.

Neon paper books are quite abundant, especially in the comic industry, from a few years old to dozens of years old people can find their own comics.

And what Nao Tsuda is looking at now is the script of "The Man in the Bed" given to him by Qing Zhiyuan.

After I don't know how long, Nao Tsuda, who was leaning on the sofa and supporting his face with his hands, moved, closed the script and looked up at Qing Zhiyuan.

"Yes, it's a good story."

Nao Tsuda blinked and looked at Qing Zhiyuan suspiciously.

"Are you sure it's a script written by a newcomer? And not that you are sarcastic about me? The heroine in it is too unpleasantly written, right? ”

"How is that possible?" Qing Zhiyuan quietly gave her a roll of his eyes and looked down at his book.

"That's not right."

Qing Zhiyuan put the book down and wondered, "How can you have such a cognition?" I mean, why do you find it unpleasant, and what does it have to do with you? ”

Nao Tsuda chuckled lightly and didn't pick up the stubble.

"I see that in your previous works, the girls are all gentle and cute, and they have tenacious willpower and courage, and dare to dedicate themselves to the male protagonist.

This is the heroine in this work, which is not like this at all. ”

"So......" Qing Zhiyuan put down the book and approached Nao Tsuda, and said with a smile, "You mean, you're not gentle and cute, are you?" ”

"Isn't it? My members were afraid of me, and the other men's impressions of me were not related to gentleness and cuteness. ”

"It's just prejudice." Qing Zhiyuan laughed, then sat down on her side for a while, and reached out to put his arm around Nao Tsuda's waist, "I think you're super cute." ”

Nao Tsuda looked at Qing Zhiyuan with disgust, "You are quite presumptuous when there is no one. ”

"I'm not afraid when there's someone."

Qing Zhiyuan smiled evilly and leaned his face over.

Who knew that Nao Tsuda got up from the couch and caused him to pounce on the.

"Uh...... What are you doing? Qing Zhiyuan propped up his body and said to Nao Tsuda uncomfortably.

"I'll pour a glass of water."

Nao Tsuda tugged at his slippers and trotted.

Seeing her seductive back, Qing Zhiyuan hated itchy.

This guy is such a fox.

I'm going to make you into the game sooner or later, and I've thought of a name, it's called "Nine-Tails"

Qing Zhiyuan thought indignantly.

……

After a while, Nao Tsuda returned to her place with the glass, only this time she was lying on the short couch next to her.

Her black hair fell out, and with her white tulle nightdress, it looked like a blooming lotus.

Nao Tsuda's figure is really good, even if she lies flat, it is very undulating.

Qing Zhiyuan glanced at it, and he didn't know why, but what appeared in his brain was Sanhua Limi.

It's just a murderous version of Sanhua Limi.

Reya Sanka, the heroine of the anime of the same name, accidentally falls off a cliff and dies during an argument with her father.

However, Reya was resurrected after drinking the elixir of immortality and became a zombie girl.

Reya, who became a zombie, was taken in by the Purple Two Temples and began a happy and shy cohabitation life with the male protagonist Chihong.

Or the fog branch of the bonnet in "Beautiful Girl Wanhua Mirror".

Seriously, Nao Tsuda is not inconsistent at all if she is a blood clan, as long as she has a pair of red pupils, Qing Zhiyuan has no doubt that this guy will suddenly sit up and give herself a bite.

White teethWhite teeth......

Qing Zhiyuan hurriedly shook his head and dispelled this terrible thought in his mind.

It must have been too much discussion about "The Witcher" with Shinji Mikami and Gen Xubuchi recently, and it is easy to have some not-so-good associations.

When he came back to his senses, he found that this guy Tsuda was staring at him.

"Ah...... Why are you looking at me like that? "Qing Zhiyuan's wicked people sue first.

Tsuda let out a soft snort, indicating that he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

I don't know who's staring at whom.

And judging from Qing Zhiyuan's distracted state just now, this guy must be thinking of something bad.

Tsuda lay down, held the script of "The Man in the Quilt" high, and looked at the words in it, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Qingsang."

"Huh?"

"If you can, please make sure to ...... this work"

"Huh?" Qing Zhiyuan chrysanthemum tightened, and always felt that this sentence was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

But...... This game was meant to be a galgame.。

"Please make this work in the style of Sambei." Nao Tsuda said.

"Sambei style?" Qing Zhiyuan was confused, and he didn't know what this guy was talking about.

"Huh?" Nao Tsuda rolled around, sat up from the couch, and looked at him with surprise.

"You don't even know, Sambei?"

Qing Zhiyuan pursed his lips.

I know the hell about me.

I know mulberry, I haven't even heard of mulberry.

……

After a while, Nao Tsuda came out of the study with a book in his hand and handed it to Qing Zhiyuan.

Qing Zhiyuan took it and looked at it, and the cover said "Little Naughty Nikolai"

It's a comic.

It is beautifully illustrated and beautifully written.

If you have to say it, Qing Zhiyuan remembered a person-

A few meters from Taiwan, China.

The painting style of watercolor and colored pencil, the characters in the picture are biased towards fairy tales, very romantic, and the text is beautiful and warm.

"Jean-Jacques Sambet, a French national treasure illustrator." Nao Tsuda said, "Isn't the style of painting cute? If I can do this in the game, I think it will be very suitable for "Quilt Man". ”

"In this way, the reality and criticism will be diluted." Qing Zhiyuan frowned.

"Huh? Does this game still have this layer? Nao Tsuda couldn't help but be speechless, "I can't see it at all, I thought it was a fairy tale love story like a frog prince." ”

Superficial, superficial.

"That's just the appearance." Qing Zhiyuan said.

However, after some dialing by him, when Nao Tsuda went to watch "The Man in the Quilt" again, it was indeed a different taste.

"But I think you have a point." Qing Zhiyuan thought about it carefully, "We can use the Sangbei style partly, the colors will be richer, and the other part will still use our previous two-dimensional comic style, so that we can produce a sense of interweaving reality and fairy tales."

Absurd, but beautiful.

Exploring humanity in the midst of beauty may be able to collide with different sparks. ”

Absolutely.

Qing Zhiyuan thought to himself.

In this way, it is not clear that "The Man in the Bed" can be made into a work of art.

It's just that the only thing that worries him is that art has always been very niche and doesn't necessarily make money.

……

But...... Nao Tsuda actually likes an illustrator like Sambei, which really surprised Qing Zhiyuan.

This guy is sometimes a classically elegant woman, just like she went with him in a yukata to enjoy the cherry blossoms.

In the handwritten letter, it reflects Nao Tsuda's literacy in neon literature.

At this time, her favorite illustrations are more inclined to fairy tales, colorful, very romantic Sangbei style, warm and beautiful, innocent, and happy.

If you only look at these aspects, you can't say that such a woman is associated with blue movies.

But she is really engaged in this industry, and every year she discovers a lot of new people and makes a lot of surprising works.

A woman who combines nobility, innocence and desire.

It's really very divisive.

It may seem harmonious and unified to Nao Tsuda, but with Seoh Chiwon's thinking, it will feel very divided.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Nao Tsuda said angrily.

"Because I think you're cute." Qing Zhiyuan laughed, "There are countless treasures hidden in your body, and I can find a little surprise from you every day." ”

He really came from the heart, and at this moment I felt that Nao Tsuda was really charming.

……

"I don't believe it."

Nao Tsuda turned her head away and silently put away the book.

"I'm telling you the truth." Qing Zhiyuan hummed.

Nao Tsuda put the book back on the shelf and came back to sit down again.

She ruffled her hair to her ear, looked sideways at Qing Zhiyuan, and laughed at the thought of something.

"Qingsang, let's play a game."

"Huh?"

"Just like "The Man in the Bed", how about we write a story together?" Nao Tsuda proposed.

"Huh? Well, yes. ”

"Then from now on, you will not be Qing Zhiyuan."

"Huh? So who am I? ”

"Mr. River."

"Mr. River?" Qing Zhiyuan blinked, what the hell is this.

"Yes, literally."

Nao Tsuda laughed slyly and continued, "Mr. River is a river in his own right, huh...... In Kanagawa Prefecture, surrounded by green mountain ladies, Mr. River behaved as enjoyable in the arms of the mountain ladies. ”

Hum.

This guy, day by day, knows how to choreograph me.

Where is my Qing Zhiyuan such a scumbag, and I am still surrounded by the mountain ladies.

"Then you are...... Miss Moon. Qing Zhiyuan said.

"Huh?" Nao Tsuda's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, and she wondered, "Why am I Miss Moon?" ”

The Japanese word for "Nao" is なお, which can be written as "straight", and it is straightforward.

What do you think, the moon can't touch [straight], right?

"Because you are high and indifferent, I am devoted to you, but you only see the mountains around me, but you cannot see my true heart."

Belch......

"Who said prejudice before?" Nao Tsuda slapped Qing Zhiyuan's wrist coquettishly, "Indifferent, arrogant, is this all your impression of me?" ”

"No, that's your attitude towards me." Qing Zhiyuan said.

"How can I ......?"

"Then you let me kiss one."

"Don't."

Not only did she not, but Nao Tsuda also sat farther away pretending to be afraid.

"You say I'm Miss Moon, then I'm going to be like the moon, stay away from you, and if you say I'm high, then I'm really going to be high."

Both of them held back a smile.

Qing Zhiyuan snorted coldly, this guy is really hateful......

Can't you behave like a little woman once in a while and rely on me more?

Can't just take it softly once?

"Hey, it's a pity, Miss Moon never understood my heart."

"You don't understand me, why should I understand you?" Nao Tsuda said funny.

"No," Qing Zhiyuan said, "you look far away from me, but that is because you never look down, otherwise you will find that every night, you are the only one in my river." ”

Well?

At this moment, Nao Tsuda was stunned for a moment.

Looking at Qing Zhiyuan's eyes, there was more softness and hesitation.

At this moment, a picture appeared in her brain-

In the dark night, the river flows, and the moon is silent in the sky.

And the moonlight poured down, following the river slowly, shimmering with silvery white points of light among the mountains.

Perhaps, on such a night, there will be fireflies flying.

What a beautiful picture......

It took about 10 seconds for Nao Tsuda to come to his senses.

"Don't fool me with Tagore's poems." She laughed.

"Seriously, you don't believe me." Qing Zhiyuan lay on the sofa and muttered.

"I believe more in actions than in sound." Nao Tsuda said, bending down from above and pecking at Seoh Chi Won's lips.

This time, Qing Zhiyuan was quick and didn't let her go.

"Hmm......"

Nao Tsuda let out a soft cry, and the whole person fell.

"Oops." Qing Zhiyuan let out a painful snort.

Nao Tsuda hit him directly on the nose.

"Look at you, so reckless, Mr. He, you are not gentle at all."

"Gentleness can't catch the moonlight." Qing Zhiyuan responded.

The tip of the nose came the nice aroma of Nao Tsuda.

……

"Huh? Finish some of it in Sambei style? ”

Yokoyama, who is in charge of the art of the new project "The Man in the Bed", has a big head.

The point is, this is not the first time this has been so tossed.

President, can you give us a breather?

"Yes. But it's only a part of it.,Overall, it's necessary to intersect this part of the interaction between the man and the heroine in the quilt and present it in two different styles of pictures.,Heal in warmth.,Burst out in healing......

Although it is a challenge for art, don't you think this will be the highlight of your life? Qing Zhiyuan said, "Yokoyama, think about it, what can reflect the value of art." Is it to follow the trend to do Miyazaki?

Is it as always in the style of the ancient hara Tsubaki to make a beautiful two-dimensional?

Or do you want to combine Sangbei to make a unique two-dimensional Sangbei style? ”

"Hmm......"

Seriously, after listening to the president's words, Yokoyama was inexplicably a little moved.

And to some extent, isn't "The Man in the Bed" an adult fairy tale?

There's so much room for art.

As Qing Zhiyuan said, as an original artist, this may be the highest moment in his life.

……

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