NEET Receives a Dating Sim Game Leveling System

Evening.

Qingshi told Shizuku about the Ice Fire Love's agreement to join, and established a chat group to bring Ziji and Jiku into the group.

“It's great that Teacher Iceflame is willing to join us! May I ask how you found the salted fish? And why did you say yes? ”

“You don't need to call me Iceflame in a toast.” Zigi replied.

“I was friends with Salted Fish in reality, knowing that he had published the novel Handsome Death. And you told me that the author of" Handsome Death "was in charge of the script, and I was surprised, so I showed him my painter identity, talked to him about it, and found it interesting to cooperate in the game, so I decided to join. ”

“It turns out, what a wonderful fate!” Zhijiu sighed.

“Indeed, I was surprised when I knew that Ice Fire was a painter and didn't expect to have someone around to be a good partner.” Qingshi spoke.

“Iceflame and I talked a lot during the lunch break. I have a new idea for the game script, which is roughly like this...”

Qingshi probably told Zhijiu about the game plot he had with Ziqi at noon.

“The covert competition between the two pseudo-sisters… I find it interesting to hear! I'm very supportive of writing this story!” Zhijiu added an exciting expression.

“Write the script with this in mind! It is best to add suspicion and curiosity elements to make the story more intense, more meaningful and more impactful!” After heating the look of blood.

“The suspicious element is certain to have, as for hunting...”

“I object! I don't want to draw bloody pictures, never.” Zigi spoke.

“Isn't it nice to be a painter and try a subject you've never painted? Ice Fire Teacher. Besides, it can also be used as a promotional point when the game is launched, like saying 'Ice Fire Love teacher unprecedented, breaking through self works!’ Like this.” Zhijiu enthusiastic tunnel.

Purple Girl silent.

“Sweet Pig, don't force yourself, maybe you'll want to try it later, but not now.” Qingshi said, “I think the suspicious element is enough, and if you add hunting curiosity, it feels a little too much. ”

“Having said that, I withdraw my statement. Excuse me, Mr. Ice Fire. ”

“No, Mr. Sweet Pig, you're right. Being a painter should be brave enough to challenge new subjects. But... and not right now, I'm not interested in painting that style.” Zigi replied.

Quiet for a while.

“The script is probably like this, and the key words are 'pseudomaniac', ‘school’, ‘treasure’, ‘love’, ‘competition’, ‘suspicion’ … I wrote the novel I'm currently writing, and I started working on it.” Qingshi said, "Iceflame, think about the character first, first draw a charming lead character. ”

“Got it. ”

“Then continue looking for someone to find the dubber as soon as possible.” Ji-ku said, "and just... should we get a studio? ”

Studio… Qingshi blinked.

“Ice Fire, don't you think? ”

“I… feel unnecessary. ”

I really don't want to expose myself.

“I don't think it's necessary either. Forget the studio. ”

“I want the team members to get together and work happily… but since you two disagree, let's do it.” Ji Jiu gave a cruel expression.

“Actually, I'd like to do the same, but the ice flames don't want to expose themselves, they have to be considerate.” Qing Shi whispered to Ji Jiu, “the illustration teacher studied at Yuanhua Middle School, don't leak it either. ”

“Don't worry, Chingo. ”

……

Another day later.

Qingshi knocks on the keyboard and outputs the last line of the last chapter of "Brother Tales”.

After the final period, he stared at the screen for a while before slowly raising his hand and reaching up for a lazy waist, relieving himself greatly.

Finished!

Finally finished.

Looking at the finished manuscript, Qingshi had a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction that the marathon had reached the end.

After a closer look and confirming that there were no typos and other obvious errors, the poem was called over.

The poem sat in front of the computer and read the novel carefully. The eyes became brighter and soaked in it.

After watching this scene, Qingshi walked into the living room and poured himself a cup of tea, grabbed a light novel that he hadn't read yet, and read it at leisure.

After such a busy day, you can finally relax completely.

half an hour later.

Qingshi was about to make herself some tea and heard the phone ring.

He took out his phone and looked at it, it was a strange number.

Connect.

“Hello, who is it? ”

“Good evening, Harano Seigo-san?” There was a slightly dull voice over the phone, and it seemed like an old man.

“I am.”

“Excuse me, the old name Tianhai Zhengzi is Tianhai Xingxiu, Lingyin and Jin Xin's grandfather. ”

Grandfather of Xingxiu and the twin sisters!?

Qingshi was surprised.

“Is Mr. Harano busy right now? ”

“No, no. ”

“Then let old age say something.” The old man named Zheng Tibetan said.

“Old man sincerely thanked Mr. Harano for helping Xingxiu the child. ”

“This gratitude should have been expressed a long time ago, but there are so many miscellaneous things that it has been dragged to this point that we look forward to forgiveness. ”

“No, don't say that. I just did what I had to do.” Qingshi is sincere.

“Xing Xiu... and the boss's wife, Ms. Li Xiang, have all thanked me. You don't have to thank me so much. ”

“They have their gratitude, old and old.” He said seriously.

“This is ultimately the result of old age and failure to discipline his son, which is an old duty. ”

“Mr. Toharano's blessings, things have been resolved, old people feel their mistakes, and sincerely thank Mr. Harano. ”

“In order to express our old gratitude in person, would you like to invite Mr. Harano to dinner tomorrow night at the Cold House? ”

“… available. ”

“The old man will welcome Mr. Harano. ”

“I really don't think you need to be so polite...”

“Be sure to admire it.” The voice of the old man was sincere.

Then he said the time and place.

Qingshi had to write it down.

Once again, Tianhai Zhenghai hung up after waiting for Harano Qinggo.

An elderly man with a good attitude.

It has been almost a month since Xing Xiu's incident. Qingshi thought it was over. I didn't expect to receive any thanks and invitations from the Master Tianhai family.

He sincerely felt that this was not necessary, but it was an old man's good will, so take it well.

Tomorrow night at 7pm… should we buy some gifts to take with us?

Qingshi thought about it.

Then he looked for the number and called.

Quickly connected.

“Good evening, Senpai! ”

“Good evening, junior.” Qingshi said, "I just got a call from your grandfather. ”

“hey... hey!?” The star show made a surprising sound.