Why is my Two-dimensional a daily program

Some readers, who seem to be born with the aptitude of tail-walking madmen, followed the author, and even investigated where he went to school.

Bai Fan didn't want to be treated like that.

He has been in Japan for so long, and he also knows that there are indeed such people in Japan.

Although very little.

"This--"

The otaku with glasses straightened his legs, then moved his palms forward, and sent "eden*" to Bai Fan, bowing at the same time.

"This is such a classic! Please come out with a series soon! I can't wait!"

"Please!"

"..." Bai Fan.

Suddenly, he was so solemnly asked.

Rao Bai Fan's thinking circuit, which is different from ordinary people, is a bit difficult to turn around.

"Uh...meaning, you like "eden*"?"

After sorting out his mood, Bai Fan asked.

"That's right... this is simply a masterpiece! Whether it's the poetry in it, or the portrayal of the main character, Hazel Bright, they are all classics!"

"This storyboard is also very beautifully made. Such a manga is only sold for [-] yen per copy. I really suspect that I am dreaming!"

When it comes to "eden*", the guy in front of me seems so excited that he can't speak by himself.

"...Mmm." Bai Fan couldn't stand the spectacle otaku who had completely turned into a die-hard fan before him.

"There is more, look here, this line has also been carefully considered, and they are all called your elder sister. Could it be that you are the elder sister who wrote RE?"

The otaku with glasses who talked more and more vigorously also made Bai Fan's sense of déjà vu more and more serious.

"Well... can I have your name, please?"

Bai Fan looked at the man in front of him curiously, and then asked.

"Me? My name is An Yilun."

Answered that as it should.

But he didn't notice that Bai Fan's mouth was getting bigger and bigger standing in front of him.

An Yi Lun also?

The male protagonist who was played by a passerby heroine after his NTR senior sister?

To see him here?

But. ． ．If it's that An Yilun.

"It's not surprising at all to show such affection for something you like."

Bai Fan took a slight breath.

Yes, An Yilun is also in the setting. He is an otaku who is very proficient in animation and other things. It can even be said that for the otaku career, he can put his old life in disregard. It can be said to be a hardcore otaku.

The enthusiasm for the work is also much higher than others.

His vision is also very unique, and he is also a very famous blogger on Twitter.

"For "eden*", there is indeed a series of works to be released later, but not now, it is already scheduled to cooperate with Ichijinsha."

There is no need to hide this matter too much. On the contrary, since An Yilun is also so interested, it is not a big deal to tell him.

After all, Bai Fan exists as an NTR senior. ． ．

If you follow the trajectory of the original world.

"Is that so?! So can I look forward to the next work? It's really great!"

Just like a child. ． ．

Amidst the more or less surprised eyes of the otaku men and otaku women around, An Yilun also said so without hesitation.

"Well... please stay tuned."

Bai Fan replied with a wry smile.

--- The war has begun! －－－－

"Finally left..."

Bai Fan wiped the cold sweat from his face.

Obviously, dealing with An Yilun, a senior otaku with an extremely fanatical attitude, has already consumed most of Bai Fan's energy.

It was An Yilun who wanted to ask everything and was extremely passionate about the otaku business. Even if Bai Fan was reluctant, he could only answer him.

"And in a sense, An Yilun is not bad."

Bai Fan muttered to himself.

It's halftime now, so I can give him a little time to relax now.

Of course, it is also a little rest time for those who visit the audience.

After all, there are so many stalls, and CM is not just one day, but a three-day long carnival.

"The remaining amount of "eden*" now..."

Bai Fan glanced at the few "eden*" left in front of him, picked up a large pile from the cart on one side, and placed them on the table. "

There are not many eden* left.

According to this sales speed, it is estimated that they will all be sold out this afternoon.

"Contact Yixun later and ask them to reprint it, and let them send it over..."

Even Bai Fan himself didn't expect this kind of enthusiasm.

He took out his phone from his pocket and ran his fingers across it lightly.

The company phone number of Yixun Club also jumped into his eyes.