Tokyo Sound

Everything is fine.

However, even though she would send a few emoticons whenever she had nothing to do in the past, now she really had something to say, but she couldn't type the words no matter what.

Haven't you thought of what to say yet?

It doesn't seem to be either.

The girl's shoulders slumped slightly.

I no longer know.

……

Yin Ze just came back from a meal with Xiangyue upstairs. While his belly was full, Xiangyue's history grades also improved significantly, which made him very satisfied. This was literally exchanging knowledge for food.

The man walked into the house in slippers and turned on the computer first, but he was not in a hurry to start playing. He just enjoyed his evening rest time.

He took out a diary with an old cover from the drawer, spread it out, turned to the middle all at once, took a pen, and began to write at the back in Chinese.

The first half of the diary is in Japanese, and the second half is in Chinese characters. The first half is a beautiful expectation, and the second half is a barely achieved one.

“The Final Fantasy 14: Rebirth project I participated in previously received rave reviews, both in terms of the number of players and word of mouth. Although my evaluation is not worth mentioning, this feat of saving the virtual fantasy world will definitely become a good story, an anecdote, and a legend in the game development industry. I am not only in the art team, but also the voice provider of the protagonist.”

"I recently appeared in a work called "Hyouka", also as the main character."

“I met a lot of interesting friends.”

"I'm very happy."

"I hope you'll be happy too."

Chapter 33: Lotus root, it's you, kid

"A Certain Scientific Railgun" [Note: adapted from "A Certain Scientific Railgun"], set.

The Big Fool of Owari, the Persistent Householder of Thunder Bluff, and Matsuoka Yoshitsugu, as usual, sat side by side on a bench. Their behavior patterns did not change, some were thinking with their arms crossed, some were watching a movie with their eyes narrowed, and some were thinking about their acting skills.

In fact, ever since Matsuoka Yoshitsugu came to prominence with "Sword Sanctuary" and someone else became famous in the ghost animal circle through live streaming, broadcasting, secondary creation and other unconventional means, these two have gradually been taking on high-quality work, and the number of Anonymous's supporting roles has become less and less.

Today, “the three of us” can actually play on the same stage again, which can be regarded as a bond and fate.

The three of them each played the role of three thugs, who had the demeanor of the Mohawk men in Fist of the North Star. They wanted to rob the sister of the Level 5 Tsundere by electrocuting her so that she could have her money and her body raped. Then, an ordinary hedgehog-headed boy from Level 0 intervened and ruined the whole plan.

Now that the dubbing is finished, I enter the familiar slacking off phase.

"The results of the essay contest I participated in have come out, and I made it all the way to the finals." Shimazaki Nobunaga's tone was calm, without a trace of pride or complacency, only the calmness that was right.

"It's finally here. We've been waiting so long." Yin Ze paused the movie and went to the backstage. He opened his eyes and looked very smart. "So when can we buy the masterpiece?"

"I asked a beautiful young female editor to arrange publishing matters for me. I received a reply in my mailbox..." Shimazaki Nobunaga's expression turned cold and his voice suddenly became bold. "She refused! She saw that I only won the second prize in the competition, so she rejected my request on purpose!"

"Why are you talking so loudly?" Yin Ze quickly asked him to lower his voice so as not to disturb others, and then asked righteously, "Besides, you said it was the second prize, so isn't it normal to give priority to the first place?"

"Nobunaga, you are amazing. You can even get the second place?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu was full of admiration. Maybe this guy can really take this crooked road and achieve overtaking.

"It's not my fault. The first place winner wrote 'My beautiful childhood sweetheart is actually the publisher's most demanding editor.'" Shimazaki Nobunaga said calmly.

"So you lost both love and business at the same time, no wonder you are so frustrated." Yin Ze scratched his ears carelessly and laughed, "But it doesn't matter. Your book has the aura of a great emperor and can suppress all the cute pig novels in the world. When the resources are infused, it will manifest the eternal Dharma image and dye the sky with devil blood!"

"Other people in the editorial department said the same thing, but their descriptions were not as shameless as yours. They all believe that popular topics rotate in a spiral pattern. I might be the one and only master that serious literary creators have been waiting for. I'm the one and only master who can re-establish the kingly way and ignite fantasy, adventure and battle." Shimazaki Nobunaga straightened his back, carrying the fortune of the second dimension on his shoulders. "I've already researched what style to use for the autograph session."

"Then what are you still struggling with?" Yin Ze asked.

"Alas, although I am brave and consider my competitors as traitors, I still have to give way to those with connections, and I can only endure it!" Shimazaki Nobunaga frowned, "Besides that, there is another thing, that is, regarding the illustrations, the artist has not been decided yet."

"Aren't these things the responsibility of the publishing houses? Everyone knows that what Japan lacks the most is cartoonists." Yin Ze shrugged.

"There are too few suitable ones." Shimazaki Nobunaga sighed, "Nowadays, cuteness is in vogue, and the absolute domain is rampant. The gentle male protagonist is invincible in the current version. Even in the fierce battle series, the humanoid mimicry of the monsters must look like beautiful girls to be considered orthodox, and even robots must have an S-shaped curve design imitating Victoria's Secret Angels. But my work is a serious hardcore alien world, full of power and thunder, blood and glory, fate and struggle, betrayal and hegemony..."

"Will the Minotaur [Note: the bull-headed man in ancient Greek mythology. It is a monster born from the abnormal sexual relationship between Pasiphae, the wife of King Minos of Crete, and the Cretan bull] appear?" Master Yin asked on the spur of the moment.

"Of course this classic monster image exists." Shimazaki Nobunaga nodded.

"Excellent, excellent."

"Why? You really like the image of the Minotaur monster? By the way, your online name is Minotaur Chieftain. Do you want me to create a character based on you and arrange a scene in which he hunts down a large army of Minotaur and defends the town?"

"Okay, that's a good plan, but I want to make a slight modification. I want to become a minotaur knight, fight alongside subhumans, capture cities and towns, bully men and women, and all lovers in the world will dare to follow my lead."

Due to cultural differences, it is really impossible to understand the happiness of the Minotaur. Shimazaki Nobunaga shook his head and continued, "I have seen ordinary painters with a dreamy and innocent style. There are few masters who have mastered the essence of the dark fantasy style of the Middle Ages. My protagonist is like a black swordsman. It is very difficult to shape him. I can't lose in illustration."

"The swordsman in black?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu looked at him sensitively.

"Not yours, I mean the one holding the Dragon Slaying Sword [Note: referring to Guts, the protagonist of the manga "Berserk" created by Kentaro Miura and serialized in "Young Animal" since 1989]. Of course, his experience was not as rough, and his appearance is more handsome." Shimazaki Nobunaga waved his hand.

"According to what you said, why don't you just transfer the money directly to Mr. Miura and ask him to do the character design?" Yin Ze said.

"Good brother, I've been waiting for you to say this. Please lend me a few million yen to commission an article. I said this because I saw you posted a photo on your Moments yesterday showing off the PS console you bought. I hope it didn't affect your mood, brother." Shimazaki Nobunaga winked.

"I've been waiting for you to say this for a long time. I bought the game console in installments. Can I borrow a few tens of thousands of yen to pay for it next month? I said this after seeing a screenshot you posted on your WeChat Moments of collecting a large amount of money for the fleet to build a special ship. I hope I didn't ruin your mood, brother." Yin Ze expressed his true feelings.

"If you need cash flow, I can help you advance the installment of the console." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu said kindly after hearing this.

"You are the voice actor of the novice guide, and the unquestionable male protagonist in the original story. Not only did you not set an example by paying your salary for the first event, but you also analyzed the mediocre data of the event ship. Are you willing to be a salted fish in Africa? It's embarrassing in front of the majority of players, isn't it a joke?" Shimazaki Nobunaga was unhappy, "Besides, it's obvious that my business has a higher priority and is more serious than his, right? Why don't you lend me the money first?"

"Because I really don't have millions." Matsuoka Yoshitsugu's every word was precious.

"It's funny. He even got a Class A certificate. Tanaka P finished it first. I'll think about it later." The man was speechless. "Didn't you start looking for network artists when you were planning your last flop book? Now the second book has more than 100,000 words, and you haven't found a painter yet?"

"In fact, I really found one, but he is cold and unruly, like a snow lotus on an iceberg. I have sent him a private message, but he has received no response." Shimazaki Nobunaga looked lost, as lonely as a concubine who was banished to the cold palace and had not been favored by the emperor for many years.

"Oh? Who is this person who could make Lord Shimazaki Nobunaga, the godfather of emotions, unable to achieve his dream and so sad?" the man was curious.

"Just take a look." Shimazaki Nobunaga took out his mobile phone, switched to the number-push software, clicked on the person's homepage, and showed it to them.

There are only continuous dynamics, all pictures, no text, no small diary, sharing life and life insights. There are only high-quality paintings, from simple avatars to standing pictures to scenes to concepts, showing its vast ocean of knowledge and skills.

The dynamic update time is about one week.

The latest one is a fan art of Final Fantasy 14, in which a purple bald Luga hunk wearing only a pair of shorts makes a backward jump like a lancer, and his posture in mid-air is as graceful as a carp leaping out of water.

The user's avatar is the default white silhouette of a stickman's head, neck and shoulders, the homepage wallpaper is the initial blue sky with snowy clouds, and there is no personal profile.

Even though this account is completely unattended, the number of followers is much higher than that of a robot account. However, it has a large number of followers, about 100, and those followers are often well-known and powerful.

「Yoshi_P」

「cygame_Mihiko」

「cygame_Minaba Kagefu」

"Yōji Shinkawa really doesn't want to draw Seigo anymore"

"Soejima Seiki"

「Yoshitaka Amano@YoshitakaAmano」

"Tanaka Takayuki doesn't want to draw lines @Tony" [Note: Tony (トニー), whose real name is Tanaka Takayuki (たなかたかゆき), is a Japanese illustrator, original painter, ACG character designer. His main works include Sega's Shining series, "Colors of the Sky, Colors of Water", "Dream House", etc.]

「hideo_kojima」[Note: refers to the famous game designer, the creator of "Metal Gear Solid" and "Death Stranding" Hideo Kojima]

……

"No thoughts, no descriptions, only wonderful works and praise and affirmation from big guys. Chatting and laughing are great, but there are no newbies in the interaction. Retired from the industry, not concerned with worldly affairs. This is simply some kind of urban legend, an unknown monk who sweeps the floor, a lone warrior who is tired of commercial self-made painting tombs, an unknown eunuch who is silently compiling secret manuals of magical skills deep in the Ouchi Imperial Palace..." Shimazaki Nobunaga was fascinated and began to sigh.

"Stop, I know you've been reading a lot recently and have read a lot of martial arts classics, but please don't perform castration on others at will [note: refers to the surgery performed before eunuchs enter the palace]. Besides, according to your order, it should be Jiuyin instead of Sunflower." The man stopped him.

"Doesn't this show that this master is mysterious?" Shimazaki Nobunaga said proudly, as if he was showing off his virtual girlfriend in front of his single friends. "You often talk about art in front of me. Now I ask you to appreciate these paintings. What do you think?"

"It's just a casual work, nothing more than that. Among dozens of pictures, only a few satisfy me." The man shook his head, neither humble nor arrogant, "I was able to master it by chance. In my opinion, I can barely be considered a first-rate master."

"You lunatic! Don't you know that these followers are heroes of the world? They all follow and like their posts, but you are openly and secretly belittling them! Do you know better than them? I think you and that user named Cang Lan Ying are birds of a feather!" Shimazaki Nobunaga was furious.

"What does this have to do with Canglanying???" the man was suddenly extremely confused.

"She is just like you, always complaining about what's wrong here and what's weird there under some beautiful paintings, like a despicable client. She is so annoying that even this unknown master who is indifferent to fame and fortune can hardly maintain his master's demeanor and reply personally." Shimazaki Nobunaga snorted, "A sincere person like me naturally can't stand it and help the master scold Canglan Ying."

"And then what?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu couldn't help but ask.

"Then the master told me not to meddle in other people's business. Damn it, it happens again and again. I'm clearly helping, so why does the master always speak for that guy? Is Cang Lan Sakura his girlfriend?!" Shimazaki Nobunaga was a little angry, with flames of jealousy burning in his eyes.

"Do you think he is suitable? Have you contacted him or invited him?" asked Matsuoka Yoshitsugu.

"I visited him ten times, but unfortunately he never paid any attention to me." Shimazaki Nobunaga sighed.

Master Yin frowned, silently took out his mobile phone, and switched users with one click.

Then I found that there were more than 20 private messages in the message box of the small account.

Click in and take a look.

"Your painting is so good! You are simply the reincarnation of the three great artists of Florence! Let's become the number one in Qingli together!"

"The moon is a metaphor, and all entities are you. I want to turn off the lights in the whole city and bathe in the moonlight tonight with my teacher!"

"Do you feel lonely sometimes? You are the only outstanding person in the world, Sensei!"

"I'm not Picasso, but you are a work of art from heaven."

"Even if the mountains are high and the waters are far, I am willing to come for you."

"The first time I saw the universe was when I encountered your paintings!"

OMG! Idiot!

The man felt cold all over, and felt that even if he read these messages, he would definitely not reply...

Master Yin grinned for a long time, but finally gave a question mark with a look of disgust out of a father's love.

Shimazaki Nobunaga was sighing when his cell phone suddenly rang. His eyes turned and his body froze, and he began to tremble with excitement.

"What's wrong with you?" Matsuoka Yoshitsugu asked in confusion.

"My beloved girl has replied to me. She said that she is deeply moved by my perseverance and wants to have a long talk with me and sleep with my feet touching!" Shimazaki Nobunaga clenched his fists.

"?" Master Yin was stunned. He looked at the screen of his mobile phone and was sure that he had only sent a punctuation mark.

My poor Demon King of the Sixth Heaven has actually fallen into such an illusion. He can imagine so many things just from a question mark. This is even more serious than the condition of an adolescent boy who is in a state of secret love.

"Go and tell him that you want to establish a cooperative relationship." Yin Ze instructed.

"How dare you be so rude and start off with a cold and ruthless job?" Shimazaki Nobunaga was dissatisfied. "What if the teacher thinks I don't know how to handle things?"

"Then let's say you pay a down payment first. Well, let's give 8 yen first." Yin Ze thought about it.

"Do you think the teacher is a vulgar person like you?" Shimazaki Nobunaga reluctantly continued to communicate, "And the advance payment...how did you calculate the amount so accurately?"

"Pay 8 yen in installments, buy dishes with 9000 yen, and buy a few bottles of drinks with 880 yen. That's enough. Let's leave it like this for the early stages. We'll slowly increase the amount later depending on the situation." Yin Ze said it in a logical way.

"?"

Master Yin really couldn't bear it, but thinking it better to suffer a short pain than a long one, he handed over the phone.

Shimazaki Nobunaga just took a look.

One glance for thousands of years.

The evolution of microorganisms.

Changes in the sea.

A comet hits the Earth.

The Big Bang restarts.

His expression changed from solemn to frightened, then from frightened to devastated, then from dead heart to sorrow and joy, then from sorrow and joy to emptiness. In just a few minutes, he seemed to have experienced a tragedy in which his dream lover committed suicide, his child was raised by his enemy, and finally he came to kill his father. He was like a fish on the shore, without the strength to struggle, and collapsed into mud on the sofa.

Oh my god, I killed a young boy's soul. The man wiped away his crocodile tears.

"Wait a minute."

Shimazaki Nobunaga suddenly stood up straight, with green ghost lights rising in his eyes.

"Then who is that Cang Lan Ying that you have defended so many times?"

Master Yin was caught off guard by this question and didn't know how to answer it.

"It can't be..."

Shimazaki Nobunaga muttered to himself, with a flash of inspiration in his mind.

"It can't be this kid, right?!" Shimazaki Nobunaga pointed at the confused Matsuoka Yoshitsugu, and the feeling of fear came over him again.

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