I, the spiritual mentor of beautiful girls from all over the world

"However, if the saturation of the blue in the night sky in the background were reduced a little, and a very faint purple hue were added..."

Lynn's voice was calm, as if he were discussing the weather today.

"This will allow you to better shift the visual focus from the background back to the person."

"...At the same time, make the warm-colored lighting effects of the character's skills more impactful, instead of being overshadowed by the cool colors of the background as they are now."

There was silence at the scene.

The other students in the art department looked at Lynn as if she were an alien.

A Mandarin teacher...is instructing their star artist...on color theory?

Isn't this crossover a bit too outrageous?

I must say... no wonder she's the legendary Teacher Lynn.

Eriri's brain buzzed.

She instinctively wanted to retort, wanting to say, "What do you know! This is my unique style!"

But her genius-level brain, the instant Lynn finished speaking, uncontrollably began a mental simulation—

Reduce saturation... add a purple tone...

boom!

A more perfect and visually impactful image instantly took shape in her mind!

hateful……

What he said... was completely correct!

Moreover, this is an optimal solution that she herself might have had to repeatedly debug and modify for several days before she could find it by chance!

This man actually saw right through me with just one glance!

A complex mix of shock, admiration, and intense resentment surged into her heart in an instant.

"I...I did this for the overall artistic feel! You, an amateur, wouldn't understand!"

Her face flushed red, and she stubbornly retorted, but her voice unconsciously softened by a third.

Her hand, however, was secretly gripping the phone in her pocket behind her back, ready to immediately modify the file according to his suggestions as soon as he left.

Lynn smiled at her adorable, stubborn expression and didn't continue the topic.

Just then, an untimely shout, full of the passion unique to otaku, came from outside the studio.

"Eri-ri--!"

A seemingly ordinary-looking boy wearing black-rimmed glasses rushed in.

When Eriri saw who it was, her brain went blank for a second, and she almost had a brain freeze.

An Yilun too? !

Why this guy of all people! Why did he have to appear at this time, in front of this man!

Her first reaction wasn't annoyance, but panic!

It’s over.

What will Ms. Lynn think of me?

Will he think I'm the kind of person who would have an ambiguous relationship with such a strange guy?

"Aki Tomoya! What are you doing here!"

Her voice rose eight octaves, filled with an urgent desire to immediately sever ties.

"I'm begging you! Eriri!"

Aki Tomoya completely ignored the gazes around him and didn't even notice Lynn next to him.

He rushed to Eriri, clasped his hands together, and made a pleading gesture.

"Please! Become the concept artist for the heroine in my game! Without your artwork, my game has no soul!"

Chapter 86: Writer, are you jealous that she got my attention?

His voice was loud, attracting the attention of everyone inside and outside the studio.

Eriri's face turned pale instantly.

She subconsciously took a half step back, wishing she could immediately draw a line between herself and this rude idiot, creating a physical distance of 100 meters.

What an idiot! Fool! Moron!

Doesn't he know where he is? Doesn't he know how many people are watching?

She felt her blood pressure soaring, clenched her fists, and almost growled through gritted teeth, "Shut up! This is a school!"

"But this is a project that concerns the fate of our club! I can't think of anyone else who can draw the heroine in my mind besides you!" Aki Tomoya persisted, even trying to move closer.

"I refuse! I've said it a hundred times! I don't have time!"

"Just consider it helping out my childhood friend! Aren't we best friends?"

Childhood sweethearts...

These four words, like a needle, pierced Eriri's heart.

This is what bothers her the most.

This man always takes advantage of his position to morally blackmail her as if it were his right, completely disregarding her feelings and position.

The gazes around us had shifted from simple curiosity to a hint of amusement.

Wow, is it a confession?

"It looks like she got dumped..."

"Poor Sawamura-kun, being harassed like that..."

The whispers were like countless tiny needles pricking Eriri's body.

On one hand, she was afraid Lynn would misunderstand their relationship; on the other hand, she was even more afraid that this idiot would reveal her desperately hidden identity from the underworld—

"Eri Kashiwagi"!

Once this name is uttered here, the perfect image of a young lady that Sawamura Spencer Eriri has painstakingly built up at Soubu High School will instantly collapse!

She'll become the laughingstock of the whole school!

At that point, it will truly be a social death!

In an instant, cold sweat soaked her back.

Just as she was about to break down and was about to scream at Aki Tomoya to get out, she was driven to the brink of collapse.

A lazy, yet undeniably calm voice rang out from the side.

"Excuse me, are you inviting her?"

Lynn had somehow moved between the two, subtly separating Aki Tomoya from him.

His expression was calm, as if the farce that had just happened had never occurred.

Aki Tomoya then noticed Lynn, and he was stunned for a moment: "Lynn-Teacher Lynn?!"

“It’s me,” Lynn replied calmly, turning her gaze to him. “I’ve been listening for a while, and you seem quite enthusiastic, An Yi.”

"Of course! I'm making a visual novel that's never been before, one that will move everyone!"

Upon mentioning his dream, Aki Tomoya immediately forgot his current situation and excitedly began his long speech.

Eriri closed her eyes in despair.

This is terrible, this man is even starting to preach to the teachers...

However, Lynn didn't listen to his nonsense and interrupted him directly.

"Your enthusiasm is commendable, but the way you invited me is utterly worthless."

Aki Tomoya's speech came to an abrupt end.

"what?"

Lynn looked at him, her eyes devoid of mockery, only displaying the scrutiny one would show towards a junior product manager.

"You're inviting a top-tier, talented artist, not buying cabbage at the market."

"You keep saying you need her paintings, but what have you shown her?"

"Where's your project proposal? Market prospect analysis? Competitive analysis report? Profit model and revenue sharing plan?"

"There was nothing there, only an empty 'dream' and a cheap 'childhood sweetheart'."

Lynn's voice remained calm, yet it was like a scalpel, precisely dissecting Aki Tomoya's pitiful logic, slice by slice.

"You're not inviting me, you're begging."

"By doing this, you are not only insulting her expertise and talent, but also your own dreams."

"Because in your subconscious, your dream is only worth a simple 'help me out'."

With each word Lynn spoke, Aki Tomoya's face paled a little more.

In the end, he was speechless and couldn't utter a single word.

His pride and passion were crushed in the face of this man's calm and ruthless business logic.

The entire studio was completely silent.

Everyone was stunned by Lynn's words.

The way they looked at Eriri had completely changed.

It turns out... it wasn't a persistent emotional entanglement.

Instead, it was an unprofessional producer trying to invite a top-talented, professional artist in an extremely amateurish way.

Eriri was also stunned.

She stared blankly at the not-so-tall figure blocking her way, her mouth agape.

He...he was...speaking for me?

He elevated her talent to a level she herself could never have imagined.

He defined Aki Tomoya's harassment as an "insult" to her profession.

With just a few words, he turned the whole situation around, transforming her from a pitiful, harassed woman into a highly valuable, top-tier creator who had been rudely offended.

This……

My heart felt as if it were being tightly gripped by a warm, large hand.

An unprecedented feeling of being understood, protected, and cherished overwhelmed her instantly.

"Alright," Lynn ignored the petrified Lord of Ethics and turned to Eriri with a smile.

"The minor problem is solved, don't let it affect your mood, you can continue."

After saying that, he waved his hand, turned around, and leisurely left.

It was as if the crushing victory he had just witnessed was nothing more than casually swatting a fly.

Eriri only snapped out of her daze when Lynn's figure completely disappeared at the end of the corridor.

She watched Aki Tomoya's dejected figure disappear into the distance, then glanced at the mixed expressions of admiration and envy in the eyes of her classmates.

Finally, her gaze fell on her own poster, which had not yet been revised.

Lynn's simple words of advice, and that... echoed in my mind.

"What you're doing is not only an insult to her profession and talent..."

puff.

She could clearly hear the heavy pounding of her own heart.

My cheeks were burning hot.

……