Chapter 41 A question that messes up the beauty's heart, turns into a book eater after a hundred draws
Feng: Sister, my senior is going to perform at the graduation party?
Lan: Yes, how did you know? She has been troubled by this recently.
Feng: No, what’s wrong with her level? She can play or sing just one song and she’ll be inferior to others.
Lan: It’s not as simple as you think. There’s someone in our department who doesn’t get along very well with Junjun. A few days ago, we accidentally heard that that person paid a lot of money for the prodigal son Xiaoyao to write a song and prepare to sing it at the graduation party.
Feng: Zhang Jiuyue?
Lan: Hey, you know her.
Feng: I heard someone said that this person’s ex-boyfriend dumped her because of Senior Sister Jun, right?
Lan: That's right, that guy has been stalking Junjun for several months, and he only stopped after graduation, but he is doing quite well in the entertainment industry now.
Feng: So? What are you going to do, senior? Find someone to write songs?
Lan: Where did she get so much money? She planned to write it herself.
Feng: I'm rich. I made more than nine million last month. Your brother will be a multimillionaire soon.
orchid:???
Lan: So many! Are games so profitable?
Feng: It's okay. Let's go back to Sichuan together after graduation, buy a better house in the city with my parents, and find a professional nanny to do the housework.
Lan: OK.
Feng: I thought about it, my senior will definitely not charge me money. How about I just write a song and give it to her. I don’t need to look at her, just think of it as several alternatives. Anyway, my senior is the most difficult one for me.
It was such a big help.
Lan: [squints] Can you write songs?
Maple: Who are you looking down on? Game majors should also study music, right?
Lan: Okay, then I'll wait to see your masterpiece.
Seeing Clivia full of smiles, Gu Lan complained sourly: "Oh, I can't have this younger brother. He doesn't even care about whether his sister has a show. All he talks about is asking about his senior sister.
I still have to write a song to repay my kindness, tsk tsk tsk.”
Clivia handed the phone back to her and said with a generous smile: "Look at your future, you are also jealous of your own brother?"
The two joked a few words to each other. Suddenly, Gu Lan stopped smiling and said seriously: "Junjun, there is something I want to ask you."
Seeing her serious expression, Clivia chuckled: "What are you doing? Why are you so serious all of a sudden?"
Gu Lan hesitated for a moment and finally said what she had been holding back for a long time: "I feel like Gu Feng likes you."
Clivia's expression froze, her brain was slightly short-circuited, her lips opened, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.
Seeing this, Gu Lan continued: "I know him. He has never been so interested in a girl before. Take this matter as an example. It was impossible for him to be interested in things like the graduation party before. But
He took the initiative to ask today because of you."
"There are more than one such example. I have always had doubts before. Until today, I am at least more than 90% sure that my judgment is correct."
She looked directly into Clivia's eyes and said seriously: "So, I want to know what you think."
"I..." Clivia was so confused that she, who had always been confident and generous, was speechless and didn't know what to say.
Gu Lan felt relieved after finishing her words. She looked at her best friend who was calm and composed no matter what happened, her lips pursed, looking confused. She suddenly had a guess in her heart, and she sighed:
"To be honest, personally, I don't want you two to be together. I'm afraid that if one day you have a conflict, I don't know what I will do. But if you also like Gu Feng, I'm sure
I won’t object.”
The air was quiet for a long time, Clivia closed her eyes and sighed deeply:
"To be honest, I don't know either."
She tried her best to think of words and said: "I don't know Gu Feng's past, but from my experience with him, he is a very good boy. His attitude towards games is like my attitude towards music. Maybe this is also the case."
Maybe that’s why I always feel comfortable when I get along with him.”
"I think he may have the same idea as me. I feel that my relationship with him now is more like like-minded good friends, so I am sincerely happy for him when I see that he can make a game that is recognized by others."
After saying that, she laughed: "And I'm three years older than him, okay? Even if he doesn't mind, I don't mind, and you don't mind either. Where are my uncles and aunts? Where's my father and my mother? How can you think of that?
It’s easy.”
Gu Lan looked her up and down, making Clivia feel uncomfortable: "I don't know about others, but you are such a beautiful woman, and you can also play and sing. If Gu Feng can take you back,
At home, my parents can laugh out of their dreams."
Clivia rolled her eyes: "Tsk! You want to be my sister, right?"
The two chatted with each other for a few words, and the matter was tacitly forgotten by the two of them and would not be mentioned again.
Clivia returned to her seat and looked at the music score on the table. Her mind was filled with Gu Lan's words. She was not as free and easy as she had just shown.
Her heart was confused.
After finishing the chat with his senior, Gu Feng informed Wen Meng that he was going to come up with a new game and that no one should disturb him for the time being. After that, he locked himself in the office.
Calculating the time, the points were estimated to have arrived a week ago.
Raffle draw!
I called out the system and took a look at the points. They were just over 1 million, just enough for ten draws in a row.
He would be busy eating books for a while, so to save time, he just started smoking.
In less than five minutes, he had smoked them all. If he hadn't wasted some time looking for memory jelly beans, he would have smoked them all in one minute.
He was quite satisfied with the result of this lottery.
30 copies of levels, 10 copies of values, 10 copies of art, 10 copies of text, 10 copies of operations, 10 copies of values, and the music and sound effects he most wanted to draw this time! 20 copies!
There were nearly twice as many books as last time. He ate and gnawed furiously for nearly half an hour until his mouth was sore from chewing.
The improvement in eating books this time is quite good.
The levels have been upgraded by 2 levels, the art has been upgraded by 1 level, the copywriting has been upgraded by 1 level, and the music and sound effects have been upgraded by 2 levels.
His current ability values are as follows:
Level: Level 4 (10%)
Value: Level 4 (11%)
Programming: Level 4
Art:Level 4
Music sound effects: level 4
Copywriting: Level 2
Operation: Level 6 (10%)
Storyboard: Level 0 (10%)
After quietly digesting for half an hour, he finally digested the knowledge brought by the skill level.
It can be seen that level 4 to level 5 is obviously a watershed.
Although it is still impossible for a level 4 music player to create any good original songs, it doesn’t matter, it’s just that level 4 has already drawn a musical score.
Gu Feng carefully recalled the songs he had heard in his previous life, and wanted to choose a song that not only suited the occasion, but also was suitable for Clivia to sing.
Familiar songs came into his mind one after another, but he dismissed them one by one.
Finally, there was a song that stood out to him, and he felt that it was very suitable to be sung at the graduation party.
This song is "The First Dream" by Weiqi Fan.
However, he could not remember the lyrics for a long time, and it was obviously impossible to waste memory jelly beans just for a song. He began to think about the next game he would make.
After thinking about it, he typed a few words on the first line of the newly created blank document.
"League of Legends"!
It is true that with his current level and manpower, he can't make "League of Legends" at all, but it doesn't matter much. The song for the senior sister is a top priority. At the moment, he can't think of any good choices, so he might as well recall "League of Legends" in advance.
》Some things.
For example, first recall all the equipment, talents, summoner skills, map mechanics, interface functions, etc., and write a first draft of the design.
He took out a memory jelly bean and after swallowing it, he first recalled the "First Dream" he had heard before, and then he took the time to recall various details of "League of Legends".
Half an hour passed quickly. He took out a pen and paper and quickly wrote down the lyrics and score of "First Dream". He carefully folded the A4 paper and put it in his pocket. Then he started tapping the keyboard frantically, writing "League of Legends"
》The first draft of.
After doing it, he stretched, stood up and walked out of the office, preparing to go to the PC area downstairs. After all, sitting for a long time is unhealthy.
Gu Feng is not in a hurry to hand over the song to Clivia in the next two days. He plans to hand it over in two or three days. After all, writing a song in three days is exaggerated, but it is better than saying it in the morning and finishing it in the evening.
Accept many.
If he hadn't been afraid that a few more days would leave Clivia with insufficient preparation time, he would have delayed it for ten days and a half.