Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

"What's wrong? Didn't Xiaotumeng win?" The fans who arrived late were a little bit unbelieving.

"...No, it's hard to say. I think the winning rate is 28."

The leading fan reminisced about the looks of Hayano Hoshiko and Hoshimiya Rin, and couldn't help but sigh.

"The official COSER took two steps and said two sentences. Xiaotu Meng will lose in 80% of cases!"

"Is it so exaggerated?" The fans who came later were even more unconvinced. "We are all old fans of Xiaotu Meng. I have even been chasing her for five or six years. I don't know what her appearance and temperament are like?"

“No amateur COSER can compare to this!”

As he spoke, the late-arriving fans pushed through the crowd and walked towards the booth. The few fans who had seen him before didn't leave, nor did they try to stop them. They just stood there waiting.

Five or six minutes later, a figure pushed through the crowd and came back with an expressionless face. Seeing that they were still waiting there, he started cursing on the spot.

"A 28% winning rate? Can you at least make a reliable lie?"

"It's clearly a 1:9 split, and no matter which one of them goes to which station, the bunny is so cute that it's filtered through nine layers of filters!"

The fans who were scolded all raised their thumbs up.

"You are worthy of being my five-year old fan. You are the best."

"Oh, how could this happen..." The five-year-old fan sighed again, looking at the cute little rabbit with bright eyes and white teeth on the phone wallpaper, and desperately changed to the default wallpaper, "I was so moved when I saw it before, but now I am not moved at all!"

"The most desperate thing is that I forgot to take a photo!"

As a few people were chatting, five or six late fans came over and asked similar questions as before.

Upon seeing this, the five-year-old fan and the others looked at each other and laughed.

"I'm not sure. Why don't you go to the official booth and take a look?"

"We were just about to go, when the little rabbit got there, the official felt so regretful that he cried his nose!"

After saying this confidently, they left.

The five-year old fan did not leave and stood there with the others waiting for a while. Then he saw those people who had left came back. The smiles on their faces disappeared without a trace, and they looked expressionless.

Upon seeing this, several people who had already witnessed the charm of the official COSERs immediately smiled brightly.

A smile never disappears, it just moves.

No need to say more, those fans who had just been slapped in the face went to that station, staring at the entrances, waiting for someone who could make them divert their smiles to appear.

I can tolerate being slapped in the face, but I can’t tolerate being the only one being slapped in the face!

...

At the booth, the activities are still going on.

The gorgeous and exquisite costumes worn by Hayano Hoshiko and Hoshimiya Rin were beautiful, but they were also very tiring. After participating in one or two small activities, they went down to rest temporarily and waited until the process was over before coming out again.

An Zeliang went backstage to comfort the two of them, then he went to inspect other activity venues and walked towards the special guest room.

At this moment, his mobile phone suddenly rang. When he opened it, it was a new YouTube private message. However, it was not sent by a fan, but by an account that followed him. The alert tone was also different from that of private messages from strangers.

Hexagonal Snowflake: "Author, have you arrived at the venue?"

"I'm already here." An Zeliang replied, "I'm right outside the special guest room."

As he spoke, An Zeliang opened the door and walked in.

"Ding dong!"

His cell phone rang again, and at the same time, the same reminder tone came from the special guest.

The mask on Ibuki Yuki's face was hanging on her chin, revealing half of her pretty face. She was holding up her mobile phone and looking at the new messages.

After seeing An Zeliang, she was slightly stunned and stood up.

"An Ze, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 209 206: Female star’s shock, cosplay!

In addition to Ibuki Yuki, there were several other authors who often did secondary creations in the special guest room. When they heard Ibuki Yuki stand up and greet An Zeliang, they all looked over with some curiosity in their eyes.

"I have an appointment with someone to meet here." An Zeliang smiled and sat down on the sofa as if he was familiar with the place.

She is handsome and not as noisy as ordinary high school boys. She has a calmness about her... which makes her very attractive to older sister types.

Just a few seconds after he sat down, a sister who looked like a college student and was closer to him asked curiously.

"Little brother, I just asked the staff. There are not many special guests this time. Most of them are resting here. Who are you waiting for?"

An Zeliang took a look and saw that the older sister in front of him was dressed simply, but the colors were well matched. She wore light silver round earrings on her fair earlobes. Her face was not stunning, but very attractive.

This is the second-hand picture I often draw for him. His ID should be Sagiri.

"I'm waiting for the hexagonal snowflake." An Zeliang answered truthfully.

"What?" Ibuki Yuki was stunned and subconsciously touched her work badge.

"An Ze, when did you make the appointment with her?"

"Just now, we just sent messages to each other."

Ibuki Yuki was completely confused. When did she send a message to An Zeliang about meeting? She just now told, just...

what?

Her heart beat faster, and Ibuki Yuki silently took out her cell phone, clicked on the charming avatar, and slowly sent a cute cat emoticon.

"Ding dong!"

An Zeliang's cell phone rang.

"Wait a moment, I'll reply." An Zeliang said to Sagiri who wanted to chat a few more words, and then calmly replied to the six-cornered snowflake message.

"Ding dong!"

There was another ring, but it was not from An Zeliang's phone, but from Ibuki Yuki's phone.

"I'm already here, where are you?"

Looking at the information appearing on the screen, Ibuki Yuki opened her eyes wide and stared at An Zeliang blankly.

"I...I'm here."

"Anze-san... I, I am Hexagonal Snowflake..."

An Zeliang showed a look of surprise at the right time, stood up and shook hands with her: "Ms. Xuehua... No, Ms. Ibuki, I have actually been looking forward to meeting you for a long time... I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

"Well... I didn't expect that..." Ibuki Yuki was a little panicked. She quickly stretched out her hand to shake hands with An Zeliang. At the end, she took her hand back and stared blankly at her palm. She was still a little dazed, as if she was out of the world.

"Ms. Ibuki, please sit down and chat." An Zeliang greeted her.

"Hmm..." Ibuki Yuki sat down and stopped talking. She was very different from how she usually acted when chatting on the phone.

An Zeliang knew that she was probably still digesting this fact, so he didn't disturb her and started chatting with Sagiri. They were both curious about what had happened just now, so An Zeliang briefly talked about how he and Ibuki Yuki met, as well as the plots they usually talked about.

As she listened, Ibuki Yuki gradually came to her senses and her cheeks slowly began to get hot and red.

She spent so much time making analysis videos for the Lord of Mysteries animation and received at least hundreds of thousands of yen in rewards. To put it bluntly, it can be summed up in two words: I like it!

I not only like animation, but also like the serious and hard-working authors behind the scenes of animation.

Who would have thought that the person she had always wanted to meet had been by her side from the beginning...

Ibuki Yuki secretly glanced at Anze Liang, who was smiling and chatting with Sagiri about the plot of the animation. Probably because he talked too much and was a little thirsty, he reached out to take the mineral water on the table.

"Here, we have opened these bottles and drank them."

Ibuki Yuki immediately reached out and picked up a bottle of water, poured it into a clean cup, and handed it to An Zeliang.

"You drink this."

"Thank you." An Zeliang nodded.

"No, it's okay."

Ibuki Yuki withdrew her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. She usually hosted various programs on TV very fluently and never had a problem responding to a question.

But now she really wanted to say something, but she just didn't know how to interrupt.

"Brother Anze has a good grasp of the details of the animation. Do you usually make animations yourself?" At this time, Sagiri asked with great interest.

“I’ll do a few episodes now and then.”

"Yeah, high school students are busy with their studies, so it's hard for them to make high-quality animations." Sagiri didn't care, but instead lamented about another thing.

"I heard from the staff that the author is the one who funded the exhibition... I heard that he is very young and looks like a freshman."

"The animation is so high quality, and there is still enough energy to start a company. Even I, a student from Tokyo University, feel a little desperate after hearing this... The new generation is too scary, and they are just going to beat the old generation to death on the beach."

"Sister Sagiri is studying at the University of Tokyo?" An Zeliang was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Sagiri nodded, still very proud of this identity, "I asked around in the school before coming here, and there was no one who looked like the author... I suspect he just looks young, but actually has been working for a long time."

"Is it possible that the author is not a college student but a high school student?" An Zeliang said with a smile.

“Hahaha.” Sagiri was stunned for a moment, then couldn’t help laughing, “Anze, you have too little experience in animation, and you are too young.”

"Let me tell you, I'm an art student at Tokyo University. I've seen a lot of animation works by awesome seniors. None of the good ones are as fast as the authors, and none of the ones who are faster are as good as the authors."

"To have the quality and speed of his innovation, he must not only be a genius, but also a genius who has put in countless hard work."

"If you lack any of them, it won't work."

Sagiri was telling the truth. Seeing that An Zeliang just smiled and didn't respond, as if he didn't care, she pursed her lips and felt that An Zeliang was pretending to know everything and was too arrogant.

But then again, how can a high school student who has just started making animations know how difficult it is to make animations of that level?

Not wanting to waste any more words with Anze Liang, Sagiri looked at Ibuki Yuki.

She always felt that this person looked very familiar, but she couldn't tell where he looked familiar, and subconsciously wanted to chat more.

"...Xuehua, why is your face so red?"

Sagiri raised her eyes and was a little stunned for a moment.

"No, it's okay, I'm a little hot." Ibuki Yuki pulled down her mask, her cheeks flushed, and she picked up the water and drank it sip by sip.

What Sagiri said just now reminded her of her usual chats with An Zeliang...

"I'll help you promote the animation..."

"As long as you work hard, you can definitely draw as well as the author!"

"Hey, the author is so serious. I really want to be friends with him."

"It's updated, go check it out, the author's plot this time is really great!"

"... "

The memories had their own sounds that kept replaying in her ears. The more Ibuki Yuki thought about it, the redder her face became. Suddenly, she felt a little restless.

"I'm going out for some fresh air."

"I'll go with you. I just want to see if the author is here." Sagiri stood up.

"You sit down, I can go by myself." Ibuki Yuki stood up and walked out of the lounge.

"Why has she been acting weird since just now?" Sagiri rubbed her nose, feeling a little embarrassed after being rejected.

"I'll go take a look." An Zeliang took another sip of water to moisten his throat and walked out of the lounge.

The door of the lounge was opened and closed again. Sagiri sat back on the sofa, picked up her phone and started browsing YouTube. Of course, she mainly wanted to see if the author had posted any updates about his location or something, so that she could go over and take a photo.

Then, she saw the charming avatar and eye-catching ID, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"The author's aesthetics when making animations are so amazing, why are the avatars and IDs so ugly and vulgar..."

Suddenly, she noticed something and picked up the plastic card that An Zeliang dropped on the sofa. She turned it over and took a look. The avatar and ID that had just been complained about appeared in her sight again.

Sagiri froze.

If I remember correctly...

She seemed to want to tell An Zeliang how awesome the animation he made was?

"Hey, Sagiri, where are you going?"