GodfallTwo-dimensional

Chapter 78 Shen Feng's Black History
After dinner, Wang Hao cleaned up the tableware and immediately returned to his bedroom to prepare for the next things that need to be done.

During the period, Shiina Mashiro came to him with the second five comics. Although only a few pages were completed, it was much better than the previous work, but there were still many deficiencies. Wang Hao pointed out Mashiro one by one. Come out and let the other party go back and revise it again. Generally speaking, there has been a lot of progress.

"Five Centimeters Per Second" has been set for a scheduled release, so don't worry too much, it will be automatically uploaded at the specified time. What he has to do now is to prepare the original draft of "Dragon Ball" as much as possible, because there are still many unfinished things, no No effort at all.

He kept drawing until nearly midnight, Wang Hao shook his stiff arm, put away the newly completed manuscript, yawned softly, and collapsed on the bed weakly.

Continuing to work is really tiring, and the physical and mental strength is completely empty. Wang Hao's double eyelids are heavily closed. Is it going to be Thursday tomorrow?Time flies so fast, so sleepy...

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The curtains were rustled by the breeze, and a faint light came in through the glass. The sky outside had begun to turn white, and there were already people doing morning exercises in the nearby park.

The early bird catches the worm, and it is vaguely seen that three or five little birds are looking for food, making one or two crisp chirps from time to time, shouting cheerfully in a small wood, some small shops have already opened their doors early and began to officially receive guests.

"Ouch! Pain—"

Wang Hao turned around lazily. He wanted to move his muscles and bones to change to a more comfortable position, but he didn't expect a 'thump', and his body suddenly fell to the ground.

The moment he landed, he was completely drowsy. He slowly got up and sat on the floor. Wang Hao closed his sleepy eyes and stared blankly at the scenery outside the window. this fact.

He doesn't have the habit of sleeping late, but the pressure in the past few days has been too great, which has led to the lack of sleep time, but now let him go back to sleep, and it is estimated that he will not be able to fall asleep.

Wang Hao has also gradually adapted to this high-intensity life. It should be said that he has a long-lost sense of fulfillment. This kind of life is not bad.

He felt a lot of emotion at this time. After folding the quilt, he went to the bathroom to wash up, and then quickly went to the kitchen to make breakfast and Mashiro's lunch at noon.

When he went upstairs to wake up Zhenbai, the other party didn't seem to be in a good mood. After the two of them had breakfast, when Wang Hao drove the car into the aisle, as expected yesterday, Qingshan Qihai was already waiting at the door. Together, we headed towards the High School Affiliated to Suimei University of the Arts.

In order to prevent unnecessary misunderstandings, Wang Hao chose to stop on the street next to Shuigao this time, and it was only four or five minutes away from the school gate, which could avoid the sight of most Shuigao students.

……

When Wang Hao went to the shoe cabinet to change his indoor shoes, he found another pink letter with the same envelope as last time.

There is no need to ask others, it must be another challenge letter given to him by Yuko Poshima, so he has no scruples, and directly opens the pink envelope here, and the graceful font comes into view.

[Haojun, if it's convenient at noon, can you come to the place where we met last time?I will always be there waiting for you. 】

Wang Hao smiled helplessly. You said that you would always wait there. If I didn't go, wouldn't I be a sinner?

However, he really doesn't like fighting and killing, and it would be really a headache if Dushima Yazi was looking for him for a test.

Wang Hao thought while walking, and competed with the seniors of Poison Island at noon. He put a little water in and lost to the opponent directly. In this way, she would not ask her to learn from herself in the future...

"Good morning, what are you thinking about in the early morning?"

An Yilun didn't know when he appeared and patted him on the shoulder heavily. The sudden greeting made Wang Hao startled.

"Huh, good morning. How come you, Lun Ye, have been here so early recently, which is really rare."

Wang Hao exhaled softly, but he was actually frightened by Lun Ye. I was so slack, but subconsciously, he never thought that An Yilun, who had been stepping on the spot all the time, would come so early.

"What are you talking about? In order to be able to make the strongest galgame in history, I deliberately quit a few part-time jobs yesterday, and I plan to devote more energy and Hao to create a galgame that moves everyone!"

An Yilun also pushed the black-rimmed glasses with a righteous face, and said with dignity and awe, attracting the attention of many students around.

Hearing that the other party quit several part-time jobs in order to make games, Wang Hao was moved, but there were too many pitfalls. He casually said the strongest galgame in the history of creation. Even so, don't say it in public!Are you still fantasizing about being a schoolboy who is a hero saving the world?
Seeing An Yilun like this, he remembered the black history again, and couldn't help but have a headache, stomachache, and egg pain. Fortunately, he has been sealed in the long river of time, and he will not break free of the seal again in this life. Release, black. History or something can only sleep forever.

Now, his left and right hands will no longer be in a state of dull pain. He can completely control the power of the rampage now, so he no longer needs that kind of thing.

"Haha... That's it, then let's work together next time." Wang Hao is not good at attacking An Yi Lun's enthusiasm, and the stares around him are indeed a little embarrassing. Just think about it, no, you won't even think about it.

"By the way, have you found a suitable candidate, Lun?"

"The artist has found a well-known person in the industry. If nothing else happens... No, I will definitely let her join our club!"

An Yilun also said firmly, his eyes burning with flames.

"So who is the famous painter in the industry? Can you tell me his name?"

Hearing what the other party said, Wang Hao also rarely aroused curiosity. After all, An Yilun also knows the acg world very well, and the painter who can be recognized by him should be very good.

"Ying... er, how do you say it, look! The weather is really nice today."

An Yi Lun also left a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, and almost told Yin Lili, if the other party does not agree to join the club, after being found out by Yin Lili, he will definitely be hunted down!
After all, Yin Lili attaches great importance to the relationship around her now, and she has promised to help her keep her hidden identity, so even a friend can't tell it.

(End of this chapter)