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Chapter 1041 NO.165: Ask yourself who doesn’t know OOC

Many times, "no OOC" is the lowest standard for fan creation.

But in many cases, "not OOC" is the most difficult criterion for fan creation.

Because the character image in the creation may be different in everyone's mind.

Even if it has a fixed, official image that can be listed as a formula.

Even if the image is as thin as a page of paper.

People can also see the difference.

This difference not only stems from differences in focus and cognition, but also comes from the audience’s own perspectives.

When watching film and television works, it is not difficult to see such a phenomenon, that is, the same thing and the same person, everyone will show their own understanding.

Even the character analysis and event understanding of public figures who have a large number of fans and seem to have real materials can still show certain differences.

Most schools are closed at this point, and companies that work most of the time also let their employees get off work at this point.

Since there is no problem with the boss in Party A's group, then let the boss go and argue with the others.

I am stuck in the school break when my work as a trainer has come to an end today, so I don’t leave any pressure on myself after get off work.

The source of disputes between people comes from differences that are difficult to understand each other.

Of course, the pressure is actually full.

So he paused quite simply.

So when Omer rushed to work on the second, third, and fourth scenes of the script, and had already completed the beginning and middle plot of the two short stories, there was some controversy within the Ali Digital community.

If it really doesn't work, it doesn't matter if the guy with the opinion writes it himself, right? What was originally going to be published was also a collection of short comics, and the artist seemed to be superhuman. He could really come up with the results himself and let the other person want to draw them, so it wouldn't be a waste of resources.

To put it simply, it is an inevitable link in the cooperation process between Party A and Party B.

'Should this be a little more XXX?', 'I have another idea', 'This doesn't meet my expectations! 'Such emotions were ignored after Omo confirmed that the digital teacher had the same opinion and position as his own.

Although it's hard to tell the working hours of expatriate employees in logistics companies, I guess if she wanted to take leave, no one would go through the formalities.

"Yes, and there is plenty of time." Omer, who was not wearing a helmet for the rare occasion, allowed the slight pressure on his right shoulder to continue, "but that address is a place where you need to pay attention to the volume."

In the creative field, we would simply call it 'difficult to agree with others'.

The creator will reveal his own position and preference in the creation of the work, which is also part of the content that the work wants to express.

The aesthetic differences between people are certainly worthy of respect, but they are definitely not a reason for compromise.

After all, it was 5:20 p.m.

It was originally a deadline that would drive people crazy. It was so easy to catch up, but he knew his own business. Omer was quite satisfied with the current progress and efficiency, and was confident that he would send the complete comic script to the artist before the day after tomorrow. .

There might even be a penguin boss who takes the initiative to give her a day off.

After all, the meticulous artist hasn't started working yet.

Omo, who had already grasped every minute and second during the morning, even thinking about the outline through multi-threading while eating, had achieved an astonishing degree of completion, but was still far from completion.

"Then have you agreed on the place and time with her?" The questioning voice reached her ears, and distance overcame the oppression of the wind.

He drove his Beta motorcycle through the city roads of Jiemen District and just left the gate of Akane's school.

"Eh~"

"The cafe owned by Sunday Serenity has many big shots hanging out there. Both the quality of the drinks and the quality of the customers are quite high."

Omer explained: "On the other hand, it can also naturally exclude certain disruptors."

"It's actually a quiet Sunday..." Qian didn't know what to say, "Don't you think she might take the initiative to bring a group of guys to watch?"

"No, she actually understands the meaning of rules better than she looks."

Omer said, glancing at the traffic in the rearview mirror.

Sure enough, there was a bright red color mixed in.

He really couldn't tell how many people were paying attention to this matter today.

Even the four horse racing girls under him showed some hesitation when they were saying goodbye, which made him feel a little subtle.

After all, if they really paid attention to this matter, then they should not react like this, but should be encouraging or blessing... The girls under his command are all good children.

Maybe I just can't adapt to the complicated emotional situation I encountered.

Omo knew that the decision he was about to make was probably very difficult for ordinary girls to cheer and bless.

But even so, they will probably pay attention in some way... After all, this kind of thing is just like how they watched Yuta at Ajudai High School.

A message from the raccoon dog even popped up on Omo's light screen, asking him if he wouldn't come back to cook tonight, and if she should just settle it in a shop outside.

I didn't even talk about this when I was a child or a young person... How widespread is this thing?

Omo, who felt that it would soon turn into a situation where the grass was talking, the trees were talking, and the air was talking, resisted the choice of directly inviting Chelenina to the office or going to Chelenina's home.

To be honest, he doesn't mind other people's eyes. After all, he has been used to doing things under the eyes of others since he was a child.

The so-called art of 'display' is cultivated through this, allowing one to choose the living environment one wishes to obtain.

Even if it was an important emotional occasion, he wouldn't feel ashamed to record it.

But the atmosphere of answering a confession like a group of swordsmen always felt wrong, and I don’t know what Chelenina would think.

Although he could also guess that the other party probably had some "tails", the matter of being followed and the person's thoughts were completely different.

Love is always a matter for both parties, and confession is more like a 1V1 confrontation. Only such a stage can show each other's performance. At this time, any onlookers are actually superfluous, even if they are actively hiding their bodies.

Once their existence becomes clear, it will create invisible pressure and appear to be somewhat coercive.

The most direct manifestation of this kind of case is some men and women who confess their love in public and are then heckled by a group of people.

It looks like a beautiful and lively scene, but it is actually the coercion of the will of the masses.

The person being confessed often has a blank mind and is influenced by the atmosphere to make hasty decisions.

In a sense, this can be regarded as a tactical choice available to the confessor.

Although it is a bit despicable, there are many people who claim that feelings and love are inherently despicable.

But Omer is not that kind of person.

Although love itself is an offensive and defensive battle, doing this at the beginning will actually set up a defeat.

As we all know, sneak attacks are only valuable before and after greetings, and sneak attacks during greetings are worse than frog peeing.

Chelenina was obviously not that kind of person. Although she made that confession in public, she also gave Omer time.

Think calmly before making a decision, this is what she expressed, but it was not only to Omer, but probably also to herself.

She actually wanted to escape, and Omo knew this very well.

Liking someone doesn't mean that you have to confess your love, or even that you have to be together. This is not only for the good of the other person, but also because you think you are not completely ready.

Rather than carrying someone else's lifelong preparations, it is better to say that it is your own private territory where you can put more personal preparations.

In fact, except for some Tom Yam people, young people in other districts do not have the fixed concept that "love must lead to marriage".

Even in the Far East District, dating with this kind of thinking itself will be regarded as a 'gravity man/gravity woman' characteristic, which will bring great pressure to both parties.

But Omer had to admit that he did have that idea.

He didn't like stories that ended in vain, nor did he like relationships that collapsed in the middle. He believed Chelenina had the same idea, and everyone didn't like to waste time.

So if you are not ready, you don't want to think about it, and you will subconsciously avoid it and pretend that it doesn't happen.

After all, love is a two-person game. If one party is not prepared, they must be prepared to be tortured together.

It would be better for such a trend not to occur - he/she will probably think so, and then wait for a self-breakthrough, or be dragged out by others in the midst of self-internal friction.

Omer is undoubtedly the latter, and Chelenina...

At first glance, it seemed that he was stimulated by Omo's incident and the crowd around him, and became the former.

But whether it was a moment of courage, even Omer was not sure.

After all, in the past two days, he and Chelenina were in a cold war-like state with no contact, and there was no follow-up information.

And he believed that the other party was the same.

Even though there may be enthusiastic people around who want to help, neither will accept it. They will only wait for the other's reaction while trying to think calmly.

It’s awkward, but it’s also very straightforward.

Because a clear mind will not let oneself waste time in vain.

In other words, the efficient chef cannot tolerate himself wasting time like this.

They will have a deadline left for them in their hearts, forcing themselves to make a decision before then.

No matter what choice you make, you must get rid of the current ambiguous state.

Therefore, he would not hide or delay this matter from Akane Shinjou.

Even though this matter would impact the other person's perspective and incur the other person's anger, he still had the morning conversation.

To be honest, there are actually better solutions.

Whether it's time management or anti-detection awareness... his abilities seem to have been prepared for the classic scumbag Aquaman. Next, he only needs to cut his conscience to be like many contemporary protagonists with messy relationships. , maintaining the illusion that everyone seems to be satisfied.

But it just looks better after all.

There was no need to think about it for a second, he never wanted to be that person, and in the past few days since Dujuetai returned, he had become increasingly tired of suppressing himself and pretending to be a passerby who was so normal that he lacked characteristics.

Not to mention that this time he was facing someone of the same kind.

Why bother hiding your anomalies anymore?

Anyway, you have long lost your onlooker's stance of not being concerned with cause and effect and responsibility.

Everyone knows the basics. What is the difference between a meaningless disguise and a layer of rags?

So at that moment, he even took his current girlfriend to the cafe where he faced the confessor.

Under Sunday Serenity's glare, which was far from pleasant, he and Akane Shinjo finished ordering and looked back at Chelenina, who was sitting directly opposite.

"This place can stop Lemuel and Lapland. It also has equipment to block intercity networks and interfere with electromagnetic waves. After all, this is also a place for relaxation and leisure for some dignitaries. No one wants to encounter them again at this time. Get into some trouble."

He said, then crossed his fingers and put them on the end of his nose, looking at the calm and silent 'challenger'.

"Although you said you would wait for my reply two days ago, now two days later... it may be you who needs the reply."

As he spoke, the dark slit in his dark red eyes seemed to split the quiet girl into two.

Together with her beautiful blue-gold gradient eyes.

It sounds like a question before a court pronounces a verdict:

"Chelenina, at this moment, can you still stick to the position you held two days ago?"

(End of this chapter)