Chapter 43 Lang Xi's "Harem"
Chapter 43 Lang Xi's "Harem"
"I don't know what can't be done...?" Zhu Yao thoughtfully.
Lang Xi smiled and leaned back, crossing her hands behind her neck in a comfortable posture, "Miss Zhu is a smart person."
"...just a street writer."
"I read your recent article, and the changes are really big. I just mentioned a few words about literary creation while playing games, and you quickly adjusted the narrative rhythm and perspective of the novel."
Zhu Yao was helpless, "People always want to make progress."
Just act like Wolf Daoer is praising her.
"You don't really like writing novels, do you?"
"Well, writing novels is just for making a living. I have very low material desires, and I can completely lie flat on the manuscript fee."
"As expected of Beiling University, the thinking is very advanced."
Zhu Yao covered her ears in pain, "Don't bully me, there won't be a single person like me in Beiling in a hundred years."
"The English department of Northridge University ranks first in the country. It is not difficult to find a job. Even if you fail a few subjects, getting a diploma is better than writing a novel."
"Writing novels is more free, [-] words a day, and the rest of the time is mine."
Lang Xi didn't go any further, there were some things that Zhu Yao didn't want to say, so let's stop there.
"Then do you want to consider taking a part-time job?"
"Am I not a part-time female anchor?"
"Nonono", Lang Xi said mysteriously, "Come be Yu Nan's main game planner and plot planner."
"Isn't Yu Nan the chief planner?"
"Yu Nan is not suitable. She doesn't have enough control over the overall framework. It's okay to make small games, but it seems difficult to implement 3A games."
"For example, Yu Nan has a lot of unconstrained inspiration in his mind, and he can capture some very beautiful clips."
However, no matter how beautiful it is, fragments are just fragments without an overall structure.
Some creators will create a work to express a "fragment". Except for the inspiration fragment, the other methods of the work are cumbersome and boring, which is boring.
Yu Nan is such a creator. She has unique insights into art, but lacks enough logical thinking to support the whole world.
"But you are different. I have observed your novels. Regardless of the shortcoming of long-winded narratives, your worldview and plot context are clear and clear, just like you put the protagonists in the set world and observe their behaviors. And described down the same.
And your long-winded narrative is actually an advantage in game creation.
An excellent game plot planning, the most important and most difficult thing is the ability to "tell a story in combination with the characteristics of the game".
Regardless of novels, animations, movies, or games, the commonality of such fictional works is to "provide a world that can withstand scrutiny, and use this as a stage to stage reasonable and attractive enough stories."
"You... have a heavy burden."
"Then, do you want to try it? You are a smart person, you can evaluate the pros and cons, right?"
"Well, this is breaking my comfort zone," Zhu Yao did not deny, "Based on the estimated income, I may reject you."
"However, it's good to be dull once in a while. I didn't compromise my sexuality with my family because I knew I couldn't do it. Now I want to do it knowing I can't. As long as Yu Nan is willing, I agree."
"Perfect!" Lang Xi took Zhu Yao's hand and gave her a high five, "I'm going to chase my next girlfriend."
"You scumbag, break up as soon as you get your hands!" Zhu Yao half-jokingly said, "Go, second brother, gather the harem as soon as possible, and I will recognize my sisters and sisters too."
Following Lang Xi's departure, Zhu Yao felt that something was about to break out of her heart.
Do you know you can't do it?
Perhaps, she can be braver and less cringe.
At least, no longer refuse to embrace tomorrow because of the possible bad ending.
...
Speaking of getting the harem together, Lang Xi left Yu Nan's house, and the villa returned to its previous state - one day, three meals, one room, two people.
Zhu Yao took care of Yu Nan as usual, and she didn't resist Yu Nan's overtures as usual. The time they spent playing games together was reduced to half a day, and the rest of the time was used to make up for their shortcomings.
Everyone is preparing for the next game development.
The poetry reading is still going on every night. Yu Nan has been obsessed with reading professional books these days, and asks Zhu Yao with the book when he doesn't understand.
Zhu Yao took a quick glance. In addition to the books on game production, there are also many professional books on music, art, movies, comics, and even architecture. She felt more and more that Lang Xi wanted to train Yu Nan to become an artist.
"A game designer needs to take all knowledge as his field," Lang Xi explained over the phone, "and art is interoperable, music can also have colors, and numbers can also have emotions."
"So, why is there probability theory and advanced mathematics?" Zhu Yao looked at Yu Nan's wrong book with a blank expression, "Yu Nan almost asked me about half of the book."
Lang Xi did not suppress her laughter, and Zhu Yao kept the phone away until the laughter disappeared.
"Isn't this prepared for numerical planning? If you feel sorry for Yu Nan, you can learn probability theory for her. Numerical planning doesn't necessarily require her to do it. I feel more at ease with you from Northridge University."
"Okay, you also hurry up and chase the harem."
After putting down the phone, Zhu Yao pushed open the door of Yu Nan's bedroom, and put a hot towel on Yu Nan's forehead, "Good boy, it's time to sleep."
Yu Nan raised her head, her eyes were bloodshot from overwork, she picked up the hot towel that Zhu Yao handed over, and wiped her face indiscriminately.
The skin that was wiped by the steaming towel seemed to have opened up the air pockets, and the fatigue just now was swept away. Yu Nan opened his eyes, and Zhu Yao was watching her with gentle eyes.
"Sister, are you still sleeping together tonight?"
"Can"
Zhu Yao helped her to the toilet to wash, Yu Nan leaned on Zhu Yao, brushing her teeth while dozing off, um... Zhu Yao's body is really soft.
Yu Nan is really super happy these days!After Lang Xi's absence, playing games with Zhu Yao has become much smoother. Besides, Zhu Yao's attitude towards her has also changed a lot, as if she suddenly let go of her guard.
Yu Nan can feel that a wall between Zhu Yao and the outside world has disappeared, and a road that can penetrate Zhu Yao's heart appears in front of him, and there is a bright world ahead.
With half-closed eyes, Zhu Yao led her to the bed. Yu Nan wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and hugged Zhu Yao like a sloth.
Zhu Yao was sitting on the bed, the two were covered with the same quilt, she was reading poetry with her mobile phone in her hand, and as the last sentence ended, the people around her couldn't resist the drowsiness, fell asleep tiredly, and hugged her tightly Also a lot looser.
Zhu Yao turned off the lights, and lay down gently beside Yu Nan, the room soon became calm, only the sound of two undulating breaths intertwined.
In fact, Lang Xi also left homework for Zhu Yao—to write a novel as quickly as possible and finish it as soon as possible.
The workload of plot planning is not low. In Lang Xi's eyes, [-] a day is just a pass. For Zhu Yao, who spends [-] a day, it's like retirement.
Now, her writing has become a "script" for practicing hands, to practice the quality of her narrative and the speed of her output text.
This did not put too much pressure on Zhu Yao. When she was studying at Northridge University, she had a lot more tasks than this. Instead, Lang Xi's homework became the motivation to urge her to deposit manuscripts. The contents of the manuscript deposit box were visible to the naked eye. increased.
When I wake up every day, I play games with my children for half a day, and then give them lectures while coding, and at night, I put the children who dare not sleep alone to sleep...Zhu Yao suddenly feels like a housewife.
Still, children occasionally want to give back to their parents.
At five o'clock this morning, when the two of them were having lunch, Yu Nan had to repay Zhu Yao's care by cooking for Zhu Yao.
Probably... Has Yu Nan read a professional book on food science?
It's not all about cooking.
Yu Nan pressed Zhu Yao on the sofa, and was busy in the kitchen with a spatula by herself, Zhu Yao couldn't see what she was doing.
Fortunately, there was no burning smell coming from the kitchen, and if there was a fire, Zhu Yao would be able to rush in immediately.
After a while, Yu Nan came out with two bowls. Zhu Yao glanced over and saw that the rice was poured with vegetable juice, and the texture of the vegetables was very similar to...frozen food.
At least, the time Yu Nan went in was not enough to do these things.
"Are you... an instant food package?"
Yu Nan nodded, "Those who order takeaways use this. When I lived alone, I wrapped instant food in the microwave and heated it every day, plus self-heating rice..."
"Why do you want to cook all of a sudden?" The instant food package was still hot...
"The two of us should share the housework equally. I don't want you to take care of me unilaterally anymore. I also want to help you share the tasks."
Zhu Yao touched Yu Nan's head, "This is an agreement between me and Li Yue, just let me take care of you."
Yu Nan seemed a little lost, and muttered in a low voice: "I think our relationship should be equal..."
Zhu Yao always felt that this sentence was a bit familiar, "Why do you think so suddenly?"
"The book says..." Yu Nan suddenly lost his temper.
Because she was reading a novel written by Zhu Yao.
In the content updated yesterday, the director said this to the small staff - first the relationship is equal, and then we can be together well.
Yu Nan always feels that this is Zhu Yao's view of love, so she simply wants to start with the trivial matter of "cooking" today.
"Which book?" Zhu Yao looked at Yu Nan leisurely.
Yu Nan was blunt and angry, "Eh...I forgot, I read too many books every day."
Zhu Yao squinted her eyes, she must be tricky.
There seems to be a similar plot in her novel, and the plot in the manuscript should be released after calculation.
Taking out her mobile phone, Zhu Yao glanced at the recently updated plot, it was indeed updated, it was the new chapter from last night.
A strange idea appeared in her mind, could Yu Nan be her reader?
It's not surprising, after all, Lang Daoer is her reader, and since Lang Xi can accidentally "leave out" that Yu Nan is Ji's cub, he can also accidentally "learn" to Yu Nan about her writing.
It's hard to say, so let's wait and see.
Zhu Yao continued to eat calmly. The taste of the instant food package was not bad, but it was a little less smokey - after all, it was a soulless dish made by a machine according to the program.
"How is it?" Yu Nan looked at her expectantly.
"It's not bad, it would be even better if you did it," Zhu Yao raised the corners of her mouth with a smile on her face.
The mood also suddenly became better.
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