Game Studio.

"Not yet?"

Wei Chunyan's surprised voice attracted a crowd of colleagues.

She was about to collapse. She had already made it look the way they wanted according to the requirements, so why couldn't she do it?

"What's wrong? Isn't it okay?" asked several of her men.

For these characters, I don’t know how many scraps they drew, and the ones they submitted must have taken a huge amount of effort.

"Yes, it still didn't pass!" Wei Chunyan said with a sigh.

"Hey, what do you think our boss is thinking? We obviously followed his request, but why can't we do it?" someone from the company muttered.

"Who knows?"

"Oh, everything is stuck here."

"..."

The original painting is not finished yet, so there is no way to proceed with the rest of the game.

"Why did it fail this time?" asked a colleague.

"The boss said it's not cute enough?"

"..."

"..."

Is this also the reason for not passing?

Not cute enough?

What kind of bad request is this!

"What request did he make again?" the colleague asked again.

"He said it should be cute and cute, preferably the kind that can melt your heart just by looking at it..."

"..."

"...

"...Is the boss serious?"

"It's true that my heart melted when I saw it. Isn't this too exaggerated?"

"..."

Everyone was speechless. Who can fulfill this request?

"Stop talking, just follow the boss's request and do it!" Wei Chunyan said.

"well……"

Everyone feels that the boss is crazy. Isn’t it just a elimination game?

As for being so serious?

…

Zhao's Hotel.

"On Sunday, that foreign devil held a concert at the National Center for the Performing Arts, did you know?" Chen Xianhe and Hao Duoyu said.

"...I don't know. Besides, is he that foreign devil?"

Hao Duoyu was a little confused, not knowing who Old Chen was talking about.

"Who else is there, the foreign devil who pursues Yang Liu, and the foreign devil who says that our Chinese folk music is not good!" Chen Xianhe said.

"Oh, you mean him? Can you hold a concert at the National Center for the Performing Arts?" Hao Duoyu felt a little unconvinced. Is he so awesome?

"He is the pianist of the Boston Symphony Orchestra, so of course he is qualified." Chen Xianhe heard the doubt in Hao Duoyu's tone, so he explained.

"I wiped it, but I didn't see that the one with hair hanging has two brushes!" Hao Duoyu said with some surprise.

You can't get into a top symphony orchestra just because you want to, you have to rely on your real ability.

"He invited us to participate in the symphony, and also said that he wanted us to see what truly noble music is. Damn, when I heard this, I got angry!" Chen Xianhe said angrily.

Even noble music?

While our ancestors were playing musical instruments, your ancestors were still having sex with orangutans!

It’s still noble, do you have it?

"Is he so arrogant?"

When he first saw David, Hao Duoyu knew that this guy was a bit arrogant, but he didn't expect that he was so deserving of a beating!

"Yeah, so I'm going to make a big fuss at the National Center for the Performing Arts!"

"Lie down..."

Making a scene at the National Opera House?

Are you serious?

Hao Duoyu can still recall the scene when they made a big fuss at the Qinyun Tavern, the one who lost miserably!

In the end, I couldn't afford to play any more, and I destroyed someone else's tavern, and finally I had to deal with the aftermath for them. They actually wanted to make trouble this time?

Do you want to help them?

Hao Duoyu thought about it in his heart.

"What are you going to do?" Hao Duoyu asked.

"this……"

One sentence left Chen Xianhe speechless.

He hasn't figured out how to make a fuss, but if he doesn't make a fuss, he really can't swallow this breath!

"Have you not thought about it?" Hao Duoyu asked.

"Uh...right." Chen Xianhe said awkwardly.

That's the National Center for the Performing Arts. They don't dare to destroy the National Center for the Performing Arts like they did to the Qinyun Bar. If this is destroyed, even if they sell their butts, they won't be able to afford the compensation!

"I agree with you to make trouble. As for how to make trouble... ahem, I have an immature idea."

"Oh? Tell me about it?" Chen Xianhe asked with interest.

"Since their pianist says that our Chinese musical instruments are rubbish, then I will show them the charm of our Chinese musical instruments in the Grand Theater. What do you think?" Hao Duoyu suggested.

"You mean to let us bring musical instruments in to cause trouble?" Chen Xianhe asked.

"There's a fire in your crotch - of course! If you go to make trouble, you can't destroy it, right? That's our territory, and you can't destroy your own place! That's illegal, but it's different when we use musical instruments to communicate!"

Hao Duoyu said.

"You're right! Breaking is illegal, using musical instruments is just for academic exchanges!" Chen Xianhe said.

"Hmm, by the way, do you have tickets?" Hao Duoyu's words made him dumbfounded again.

Why don't you open which pot and pick up which one?

"……No!"

"Don't you have any?" Hao Duoyu asked.

"Only two..."

"...Two tickets are enough! It's not just the two of us going, right?" Hao Duoyu asked.

Two people went to destroy someone else's place...

You don’t have to think about Hao Duoyu to know the consequences!

"How about asking Zhao Tianhao to get some?" Chen Xianhe said.

"..."

You can’t just catch a sheep to pluck out its wool!

"As for your own tickets, you can figure it out on your own. I think I can get my tickets."

"..."

So heartless?

"Okay, let's discuss what instrument to use..."

"You don't have to worry about mine. Just use something that's easy to hold and has a bright sound, such as a suona. You can discuss it yourself." Hao Duoyu said.

"Okay, let's meet in front of the Grand Theater on Sunday. I'll take some time to practice suona these days..."

"..."

This is to act like a hooligan. Once your suona appears, how can others play?
To be continued...