March was the season of spring and flowers blooming.
After the short Spring Festival holiday, the capital of the Celestial Empire also ushered in a turbulent wave of people returning to work. It once again fell into extreme prosperity and noise.
Cao Lingxuan was one of them.
As a third-year college graduate, after a short holiday in her hometown, she once again embarked on a journey to pursue her dreams.
It couldn't be helped. She majored in art. As a girl who loved drawing and comics, and hoped to become a manga artist one day, there was no way for her to show off her skills in a small place like her hometown, where even the virtual network hadn't completely covered.
Only in a big city like the Imperial Capital could she find a suitable job for herself.
Walking on the busy road, Cao Lingxuan thought about the future development and sighed slightly.
She really had mixed feelings about the rapid development of the virtual network in recent years.
On one hand, with the development of the virtual network, many freelancers in the entertainment industry had more freedom to work, and the manga artist industry had also greatly improved work efficiency due to the further optimization of various drawing software. It was far from the early 21st century where people had to sit for an entire day to draw.
On the other hand, the rapid expansion of the virtual entertainment industry was also reducing the survival space of traditional entertainment, such as comics and novels. If one was not a true master, it was difficult to earn enough income from comics alone.
In order to attract readers from the dazzling variety of entertainment activities, even for those top manga artists in the industry, they had to rack their brains to create better works.
Freeing up the hands, but it made the brain work even more.
Most of the time, the time spent thinking far exceeded the time spent creating.
No wonder the teachers in the industry complained. In this era, although it was becoming more and more convenient, the pressure was increasing.
Drawing materials, thinking, creating …
It seemed like there was plenty of time, but in fact … it felt more and more like there was not enough time.
Cao Lingxuan shook her head and walked into a somewhat old-fashioned apartment.
She went straight to the apartment on the third floor, unit 307. The girl politely knocked on the door, but there was no response at all.
Cao Lingxuan frowned and leaned on the door to listen. She heard noisy music coming from the room.
Hmm … It was noisy, but in fact, it was just loud. To be honest, it was quite good.
It wasn't the electronic music that was popular on the Internet, but a unique style of pure music. It had a little classical flavor, but also seemed to have an indescribable exotic flavor, which made it easy for people to sink into it.
Cao Lingxuan had heard similar music before. It was a kind of niche music that gradually spread in a small circle last year. As time passed, it became more and more popular. It was called "Elvish Style."
Cao Lingxuan didn't know which genius created the "elvish" music, but under the influence of a certain someone, she had one or two songs saved in her phone. Whenever it was late at night, she would put on her headphones and fall asleep with music.
Needless to say, the sleeping effect was quite good.
Just don't look at the comments section.
This was because the music seemed to have a special ability to empathize. It would always attract a group of "depressed" patients to act pitiful below the stage …
Therefore, the girl had always blocked the comments section.
After tidying herself up, Cao Lingxuan skillfully took out a key from under the flower bed and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, a strong smell of alcohol and sourness wafted out, causing her to frown.
The room was very dark, and the curtains were closed. There were also bags of trash piled up at the door.
It could be said that it was a complete mess.
Cao Lingxuan was speechless.
"Sigh, it's always like this …"
She sighed helplessly as she entered the house. She pulled open the curtains and turned off the music. Then, she kicked a certain sleeping humanoid object and shouted, "You're in the middle of the night!"
"Teacher Black Cat! Stop sleeping! Wake up! "
The human-shaped object was startled by the girl's shout. It almost jumped up from the ground, and a slightly aged male voice sounded at the same time,
"You're about to submit the manuscript? Soon! Soon! He was so close to being finished! Give me one more day, just one more day! "
This was an uncle that looked like he was in his thirties. Although he was good-looking, he was unshaven, slovenly, and had a pair of deep dark circles under his eyes …
His eyes were still a little dazed.
Until … his eyes met with Cao Lingxuan's.
Uncle: "…"
Cao Lingxuan: "…"
"Ahem, it's Xiao Cao … I thought it was the editor."
The man coughed twice and said awkwardly.
Cao Lingxuan: "…"
Black Cat, male, real name Mao Mo, 33 years old, single.
He was a well-known cartoonist in the Chinese comics industry. He started his career by creating otherworldly fantasy comics. Although the theme was old-fashioned, he always had bold and imaginative ideas and could often create exciting stories with rich tension. Therefore, he also had a group of quite fanatical die-hard fans.
Cao Lingxuan, on the other hand, was his assistant. She acted as his assistant while learning some comics skills from him.
However, she felt more like a nanny than an assistant.
She looked around the miserable room and sighed,
"Teacher Black Cat, it's time for you to find a girlfriend."
"Ahem … How can a girlfriend be as fun as virtual games? It's good to be alone, it's more comfortable."
Mao Mo laughed dryly.
Cao Lingxuan: "…"
"Hurry up and wash up! From your tone, I'm afraid you haven't finished the manuscript yet? You promised the editor before the New Year that you would submit the manuscript in three months. It's almost halfway through three months, it's almost the deadline for the website, right? "
"Ahem … Isn't it because the game that I'm interested in suddenly went into beta testing again? Hey, it's important to get the materials! Moreover, without you around, I'll be a little busy painting by myself. "
"It's all an excuse. How old are you to still be so playful?"
The girl rolled her eyes and then began to help him clean up.
The virtual world was a virtual world after all. In Cao Lingxuan's opinion, those who were addicted to the virtual world were just satisfied with their self-control and escaped from reality.
However, as a big boss in the comics industry, he always had "privileges". Cao Lingxuan could not say much.
After hearing the girl's words, Mao Mo scratched his head and walked to the bathroom in his slippers.
Half an hour later …
Mao Mo, who had finished washing up, sat at the dining table and ate the takeout with relish. The whole room was swept clean by the girl and returned to its original tidiness.
However, when she saw the brand-new stealth cabin in the room, Cao Lingxuan raised her eyebrows,
"Teacher Black Cat, didn't you just buy a stealth cabin two years ago? Why did you buy another one? "
Hearing the girl's question, Mao Mo was shocked. He wiped the oil on his mouth with a tissue and then said enthusiastically,
"Hey, Cao! I haven't told you yet! This stealth cabin is prepared for you. In the future, our office will be completely moved to the game … Ahem, no, it's the virtual world. You can also play … Um … No, you can also collect materials! "
Cao Lingxuan, "…"
"You just wanted to say play games, right?! You must want to say play games, right?! If you spend all your time on writing games, your works won't always be so difficult to produce! "
"But collecting materials is also true. You know, in this industry, it's not good to be conservative."
Mao Mo scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.
Cao Lingxuan, "…"
Listening to the other party's excuses, she was speechless.
However, in a sense, it was somewhat understandable.
Collecting materials was quite important for creators.
Inspiration often came from life and from the collision of ideas with other works. It could be a game, a novel, a movie, etc …
It was just that … this famous cartoonist teacher seemed to be playing games for a bit too long.
Cao Lingxuan still remembered that when she saw him two years ago, he was immersed in virtual games for almost two-thirds of the day.
Since last year, he had restrained himself a lot. It seemed that overnight, Teacher Black Cat had lost interest in most virtual online games and switched to watching game videos most of the time.
He kept talking about some godly work, other online games were trash, when would he be able to get a slot …
In the end … he was itching for a chance again?
"So … What happened?"
Cao Lingxuan asked as she poured water for him.
Hearing the assistant's question, Mao Mo was energized.
He said excitedly,
"Hey, Cao, let me tell you! I got a slot for 'Elven Nation'! "
"'Elven Nation' …"
Hearing this unfamiliar but somewhat familiar name, Cao Lingxuan's eyes were slightly dazed.
But soon, the valve of her memory suddenly opened.
"The game that hit the headlines last year? Registered for tens of millions of online games that only recruit tens of thousands of people? "
She asked.
She was not interested in virtual online games. The only thing she knew was the news last year.
Hmm …
Right.
The game video that Teacher Black Cat was addicted to seemed to be this as well.
Even in the plot that he created a while ago, there was an additional silver-haired, purple-eyed elf girl named Eve Leah who believed in the Goddess of Life …
She did not know if he was influenced by it.
Cao Lingxuan vaguely remembered that at first, she thought that the other party was going online to watch movies. When she found out that it was a game video, she was very surprised. She did not expect games nowadays to be so realistic.
"Haha, you still remember!"
Mao Mo slapped his thigh.
"It's this game! This time, two hundred thousand slots are open, and I finally got the qualification! After I finish eating, let's go play together … Well, let's go get the materials together! "
Cao Lingxuan was speechless.
"Then congratulations, if I remember correctly, the number of people who signed up for this game seems to be very exaggerated … But I didn't sign up, and … the deadline is coming, are you really not going to rush the manuscript?!"
Hearing the girl's words, Mao Mo smiled and then said mysteriously,
"Manuscript? No hurry … You can go online today. When you enter the game later, you'll know! Also, you don't have to worry about the slots, I've already bought them! "
"Bought?"
Cao Lingxuan was stunned.
"That's right. Out of the 200,000 slots this time, 10,000 of them are reserved and can be bought directly. I'm lucky and managed to buy both of our slots."
"You have no idea how popular it is! I squeezed in for several nights and refreshed it again and again before I successfully refreshed it. Many people wanted to buy it but did not! I don't know why the game is so good, but the official website's system is so bad … "
Mao Mo complained.
He looked very proud and proud, not like a thirty-year-old uncle, but like a child who got his favorite toy.
Cao Lingxuan was speechless.
She felt that she vaguely knew why the other party looked so dispirited.
Could it be that he had been surfing the website for several days?!
He was hopeless.
However, she did not dare to ask about the price of the slots …
A popular singer's concert tickets would be sold at a sky-high price. Even if Cao Lingxuan did not pay attention to this virtual game, she had heard of the other party's name. Tens of millions of people signed up, but only tens of thousands were chosen. This kind of reserved slot price must be even more exaggerated, right?
This time … she felt that it was a little difficult to refuse.
Forget it, just treat it as accompanying the other party to collect material. Who asked him to be both a teacher and a boss?
Cao Lingxuan sighed in her heart.
"Alright, Teacher Black Cat, I can play with you, but you have to promise that it's just collecting material and not indulging! And … the most important thing is to remember to rush the manuscript! You have to rush the manuscript after playing for a while! Otherwise, I'll call the editor! "
The girl said.
Mao Mo's expression changed slightly.
"Don't … don't call the editor! It's fine if it's just for a while. As for the details … we'll talk about it after entering the game! "
After hearing the other party's promise, Cao Lingxuan nodded in satisfaction.
After Mao Mo finished his meal, under the other party's urging, the girl lay down in the stealth cabin uncomfortably.
The game had already been downloaded by the other party. Following Mao Mo's instructions, Cao Lingxuan called softly.
"Start the game — Elven Nation."
As soon as she finished speaking, a pleasant female voice sounded in her ear.
[Ding —]
[Game connected …]
[Loading game …]
[Loading successful.]
Along with the system's soft sound, familiar music slowly sounded.
Hearing the melodious and beautiful melody, Cao Lingxuan was slightly stunned.
"Jadeite Forest?!"
Jadeite Forest was the number one song on the download chart of a certain cloud elf-style music. It was also a song in the girl's phone and a frequent song when she fell asleep.
The melodious and light melody made people feel as if they were running in a beautiful forest or wandering in a dreamy fairyland …
Cao Lingxuan never thought that the moment she logged into the game, she would hear this familiar song!
And when she thought about the name of the game …
In an instant, a light flashed through the girl's mind.
"Elven Nation, elves, elf-style music …"
"This … can't be? What I've been listening to, could it be game music? The origin of elf-style music is Elven Nation? A game actually created a new genre of music?! Is this a game company or a music company? "
At this moment, Cao Lingxuan felt very surprised.
No, it wasn't just a surprise. As a multi-faceted person who had also learned music, she really knew how difficult it was to create a new genre of music that was loved by the masses!
Until now, she still couldn't figure out what kind of instrument was used to play elf-style music. She could only guess that it was electronic synthesis …
And to put it bluntly, she always felt that elf-style music could definitely leave its mark in the history of music!
In the next second, her vision lit up and she entered the character creation interface.
"Hmm? Face creation system? "
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