"The organization has been researched and decided, and Sakiha will be responsible for the drawing of the picture in the future."

This is the first thing Luo Yiyi said when she came back from the school gate to get her cell phone. At that moment, she suddenly understood the feeling that her only child had gone out to play and went home and heard her parents say she wanted to give birth to a younger brother/sister and was confirmed to be pregnant. So she made a sound like a salted fish on the chopping board: "Hey hey hey hey hey--"

"Salted fish won't scream that way, right?"

In short, Luo Yiyi felt that she was abandoned by this world at this moment: "Why? What's going on? Why did you guys do it?"

Ania nodded to the ashamed Sakiha with a steady face, looking like a tycoon in the world: "Let me show her."

"What?" Luo Yiyi felt a bad feeling. She took the draft paper handed over by Saki Yu. It was an ordinary painting, which was painted in the scenes of this dormitory and the people in it. Although there were many shortcomings, it was obviously higher than her weird paintings that could draw anything that made the viewer lose his SAN value.

"Why is this..."

"You have no objection, right? If not, then I will leave the background music to you from now on."

"I have an objection!" Luo Yiyi let out her final shout.

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"Didn't you say you want to do a horror game? My paintings are obviously more suitable!" Luo Yiyi also seemed to know the difference between herself and Sakiyu Asakusa. She had already begun to give up and struggle with her weird paintings.

"I just discussed it casually before, but I wasn't really sure I wanted to do it. Now everyone is going to discuss and discuss it again, and everyone has to listen to their opinions." Ania said, "I'm very cooked."

"Why are you like this? I love you so much, you actually betray me!"

"I'm thinking about our future. If we only use the kind of painting that makes people feel nauseous to watch, we will definitely have no future in the future."

"Then at least let me finish the picture of this first game!"

"Why are you so persistent in this? Are you working hard for the completion of the game by making music and screens? There is no distinction between high and low."

"Because... because I have already bragged to others." Luo Yiyi lowered her avatar and replied in a slight voice, "I told them to wait for me to see my masterpiece, and was shocked by my carefully crafted game scene. If I look back and find that the picture was not what I did at all, then I will definitely be ridiculed to death..."

"Where did you get the confidence to brag? Are you not at all conscious of your own painting?"

"But many people used to say that I had drawn it well..." When talking about this source of confidence, Luo Yiyi could no longer raise her head and speak proudly.

"Whatever others say is what you don't use your brain?"

"Don't say it, I know I'm wrong! Doraemon, just help me this time, please." Luo Yiyi begged, holding Ania with a reluctant look on her face.

"Who is Doraemon? My Ainia is not that kind of round creature."

“It’s not impossible.”

"Hey, we agreed just now to let me add Sakiha to be the painter in the future!" Asakusa Asakusa, who was working with her sister's phone, interrupted in dissatisfaction.

"What's the solution?"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely let Sakiha be the painter, but I thought I would only use Sakiha's paintings to use them at the same time."

"What's the meaning?"

"What I think for the time being is to make a horror game, and then let the protagonist have a mental illness. When he is ordinary, he looks at the world like ordinary people, that is, he uses Sakiyu's paintings. When he is sick, the world in his eyes will become weird and weird. At that time, he uses Liuli's paintings. But this is more troublesome to the father who writes the script..."

"It sounds like a lot of trouble." The boy was a little reluctant, but the script he tried was criticized. If he could have foreseeed the scene of Sakiyu and Luo Yiyi instructed him to write some places at the same time.

"If you can't do it, just leave it to me. Go and make music!" Luo Yiyi suddenly became excited.

"But I know nothing about music. I rarely listen to pop songs."

"You're such a waste."

"It's not your turn to draw like that."

"Why can't I say it? My paintings are called the best horror game scene in the world!"

"No one said you are the 'the best in the world', right? And that's ironic."

"You are not the one who comments. Why do you say that they are ironic? I think that is praise!"

"I finally understand what it feels like to wake up someone who pretends to be asleep."

"Okay, OK." Ania pushed Luo Yiyi's face and pushed her away from her side. "Since everyone has ideas about the script, I'd better just cancel the position of writing scripts and let everyone participate in the production of the scripts together. Only at the end can I designate someone to correct typos for everyone."

"I have no objection." The boy responded immediately. He felt that if he was pointed at by others every day, he would sooner or later collapse. It would be better to give up directly. Although it sounds dispensable and insignificant, it is better than to be responsible for writing scripts, which sounds tall but always be directed by people.

"Hey, can anyone like me who have never had this experience in participating in the production of game scripts?" Asakusa Sakiha asked excitedly and unconfidently. Although she was busy filling out the application form for the fellow party members after getting the phone, she still paid attention to what everyone was talking about.

"Isn't it just making up stories? What's the problem? Don't worry, Sakiyu. If you don't know, just ask your sister." Asakusa Asakusa put on a reliable sister's look, "My sister's arms will always be open to you."

Originally, Luo Yiyi was a little reluctant, but seeing that everyone was in good spirits, she answered slowly: "Okay, but how do we write it? We all came up with an idea together and agreed that after the plot develops, everyone will write a copy, use the best one to make the script or write a paragraph like this?"

Ainia was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "The first method you mentioned will definitely cause various disputes in the end. There will always be people who think that what they write is not worse than others, so the second method is, everyone thinks of a plot like this. As for the order of order, let's decide."

"I want the first draw!" Luo Yiyi raised her hand and shouted.

No one else had any objection, so she and Ania excitedly began to prepare for the lottery props, and her cell phone suddenly rang.
Chapter completed!