Collapse, the Self-cultivation of Shura Field Experts

"You're not going to look for it again, are you?"

"……sorry!"

Padu began to kowtow frantically, her movements even faster than the 'Xiduo Kowtow GIF' that Nianlun had seen on Penguin.

"Okay, stop now." Nian Lun's eyes were almost blurry. "But why did you steal this harmonica? Can you play it?"

"No, no, no, we have rules for purchasing goods." Seeing that the situation had eased, Paduo hurried over to rub Nian Lun's shoulders and legs. "As the saying goes, even thieves have their own code of conduct! Although you may not believe me, and although I had some plans at the beginning... but when I actually saw it, I didn't plan to take it away."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Nian Lun didn't believe Pado's words alone, but he was still very curious about what was said next.

"You...believe it?"

"see your performance."

Paddo was originally smiling, but suddenly she became as frosted as an eggplant and started talking about her own mental journey.

"At first, I just thought your face looked familiar, boss. So, you knocked. At first, I was wearing a puppet costume so you could touch it. Are you satisfied with the feel?"

Nian Lun was initially a little unhappy with the change of subject, but he suddenly wanted to try out the words he often mentioned about stargazing.

"So-so."

"..."

Pado originally wanted to take advantage of the situation to make some comments, but she didn't expect the boss to be so stubborn.

So she lowered her head and began to explain everything.

"Everything I said before is actually true, especially your face, boss, seems familiar. It's just that... I can't remember where I saw you before." Padu thought for a moment and then said, "Then, as if guided by fate, I started... ahem, buying some goods."

Nian Lun tapped the table with his fingers, meaning 'You keep talking, I'm listening'.

Padu wanted to continue telling the truth in fear and trepidation, but this was really all.

She admitted that there was some exaggeration in it, but every word was true!

"Ahem, Brother Nianlun. Have we actually met somewhere before?"

"To get close?"

"No, no, no, absolutely not." Padu put three fingers together, made a 'swearing' gesture and continued, "I'm serious!"

Nian Lun didn't even think about it and answered directly: "You may have seen it in a video."

Hearing what Nianlun said, Padu frowned, then shook his head, "Probably not... I think we must have met face to face. Otherwise, I wouldn't let anyone touch me!"

To be honest, Pardo's testimony is almost unbelievable.

But Nian Lun still had a lingering feeling that he didn't want to take this matter to heart. He felt like he was getting used to it again.

There wasn't even any sense of unease that valuables might be stolen.

"I can let this matter go..."

"Compensation! Of course I'll give you satisfactory compensation."

Before Nian Lun could even think of his next sentence, Padu came over quickly and rubbed against him like a cat with her furry puppet costume, looking flattering.

"alright."

"That's a deal, I'll take you to my shop next time!"

Padu said this, then took out her cell phone from her puppet costume and added Penguin as her friend with Nianlun.

Nian Lun glanced at her ID: Canned Goods Logistics - Le Tu Grocery Store. It looked a bit unremarkable from today's perspective, but she herself said she had made up for it, so he might as well go check it out when he had time!

Maybe you can find something good.

"Speaking of which, Comrade Padochillis."

"Hmm? What do you want, boss?"

"Aren't you really hot in this doll costume in the middle of summer?"

"...To be honest, it's quite hot, but it's okay with the air conditioning."

Nian Lun shook his head helplessly and prepared to go back to continue working on the manuscript.

but--

What did she call herself just now?

Brother Nianlun?

Did I say my name?

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Chapter 48: Dye it with my color!

Not only were the questions not resolved, but more and more strange things happened.

Nian Lun really couldn't figure out whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

However, my harmonica was not taken away, and I even got the right to check other people's small shops. This trip downstairs to get some fresh air was a real profit.

Nian Lun opened the door in a good mood, and a soft body fell directly into Nian Lun's arms. He looked closely and found that it was Grace with mosquito-repellent eyes.

"What's wrong with you?"

Bronya confessed, "Because I wanted you to take a break, I decided to let Gray Shu try it on his own. As a result..."

Nian Lun noticed the new work that Aponya raised helplessly and understood it instantly.

That paste-like abstract painting doesn't look like the work of a professional painter hired by a modern company at a high salary.

"Grace, are you okay?"

Nian Lun carefully put Grace on the bed, and she struggled to get up: "Your embrace is very warm, it would be better if you could hold me for a while longer."

Unfortunately, Grey is not the White Bone Demon, and Nian Lun is not Tang Monk.

Otherwise, the temptation of Tang Monk's flesh would be too terrible.

"Please release your hand, Gretchen. Don't be so willful as to cause unnecessary trouble to our guests."

Bronya was about to say something, but the moment Aponya opened her mouth, her aura immediately dropped the temperature in the room.

"I understand...Mother Aponia." Grace rolled around reluctantly on the bed twice before slowly sitting up.

He just looked very listless, and his eyes kept glancing at Nian Lun from time to time.

It's like a child who has just eaten candy looking at the candy jar.

Aponya sighed helplessly, then bowed slightly: "This child has never been so close to others, please forgive me."

"No, Grace is probably just tired."

Nian Lun thought that this was not bad, considering that he had drawn on my body when we first met!

But Nian Lun didn't dare to say it, otherwise he might shout out the truth.

I have to say that Aponya's words really have some magic.

"So what do we need to draw next?"

The topic got back to normal, and Bronya continued to describe some of the plot in the game.

Judging from the previous content, the overall plot is pretty clear. While there is a so-called protagonist, it's more of an ensemble drama. The overall tone of the story is also quite dark, and the relationships between many characters are complex and difficult to explain in a few words.

However, there's no need to discuss too much plot today, as this is just a draft for the game's preview PV. To get it ready for the festival, asking Grey to revise a few drafts is pretty low.

Although there is a production team behind the Principle Studio that is specifically responsible for PV, not turning Gray Shu directly into an original painting machine is enough to relieve the pressure.

You should know that an ordinary 2D animation, if drawn purely by hand, is only 1 minute long.

Two thousand original drawings are needed in just one minute!

With Gray Xiu's speed, even if you copied her 10 times, it wouldn't even be enough for a PV. Not to mention having to match her with a model that can perfectly restore the plot.

However, although Gracie is trapped in a vicious circle of "lack of inspiration", the quality of the two original paintings created with Nian Lun as a model is truly top-notch.

In the end, the shortage of production capacity was overcome by the superb painting skills.

However, this indirectly served as a wake-up call for Nian Lun himself. He knew that he didn't have any models to follow when writing songs, and he really had to rely on his own inspiration to hone his skills bit by bit.

Even though he had just started the job and had already written a decent original song, this still made him nervous.

After all, time waits for no one. Who knows if you will be in the same good condition as before?

With the help of Bronya, Aponia and Nian Lun, the minimum mission requirements were finally completed after three hours.

By the way, the current time is 4:22 in the morning of the next day.

Nian Lun just felt that Bronya's life was really not easy. She obviously had enough projects to worry about, but now she had to shamelessly ask her subordinates to assist another subordinate in his work.

"Thank you for your hard work." Nian Lun moved his limbs, which were almost as stiff as stone statues, and expressed his condolences to everyone who had worked so hard for so long.

"You are the one who has worked so hard." Bronya was very touched. You know, she has been carrying these projects alone all this time.

Although she is already incredibly rich, this is the game she wants to play after all. How can she fulfill her dream without working hard?

"Let me help you rub it."

Bronya's face was already exhausted, but she was still very excited in spirit and chose to go and comfort the biggest contributor.

Without Nian Lun's joining, I'm afraid they might not be able to finish the task even if they were given two more days to work on it!

"You're so polite. Have you already sent the manuscript?"

"Yes, it has been sent. The production team behind the scenes is already working hard to meet the deadline."

"That's really flattering."

"It's okay, please have a good rest."

Bronya stood behind Nian Lun, massaging his broad and strong shoulders.

She had a lot of experience in staying up late, and although she felt a little tired physically, she felt warm in her heart.

A person has been on the career path for too long, and only now has someone to share some of the burden with her. When Nian Lun agreed to help without hesitation, Bronya was actually satisfied.

"Nian Lun."

"Ok?"

Nian Lun, who was still enjoying Bronya's massage with his eyes closed, heard the sound coming from below.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Aponia, who had fallen asleep on the bed... Then, he saw Grace, who had lay down on his lap without him noticing.

After a moment of silence, Grace suddenly asked, "Nianlun, can I give you a massage too?"

"There's no benefit in trying to please me like that."

"It's okay, thank you very much too."

"If you're willing, I have no objection."

Thinking of this, Nian Lun closed his eyes again and continued to feel their gentle massage.

"Please put your hands in front of you."

"okay."

Nian Lun lazily placed his hands in front of him. This massage... is really a wonderful thing.

Then he felt something warm and smooth entering his arms.

It should be some new massage method, right?

"W-What are you doing!?"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation and a sharp pain in the back. If Nian Lun's body had not been so stiff, he would have jumped up.

Then Nian Lun saw his hand being entangled by two long white silk legs, and he was still stroking them. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was Grace who was feeling his arm, or his arm that was feeling Grace's white silk legs.

Finally, her jade feet rested on Nian Lun's chest, and Grace's originally expressionless face frowned slightly.

"Please be quiet. He'll be very uncomfortable if you stimulate him like that."

"???"

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