God Descends the Second Dimension

Wang Hao rolled his eyes, frowned slightly, still didn't say anything, and continued to read the books.

……

It didn't take long for the language teacher Xiaocangli to walk into the classroom and start the class. Wang Hao listened to it a little dull, because he basically knew what the teacher said. Another important reason was the pink letter. letter.

If he opened it upright in the classroom, it would definitely attract a lot of people to watch. He didn't want to see such a situation.

So this Chinese class was a bit difficult for him, he couldn't find anything to do, and he had finished coding at five centimeters per second, so the light novel work could be delayed for a while.

Staring blankly at the cherry blossom tree outside the window, one after another cherry blossom petals are falling with the wind, maybe the only thing lacking now is fame.

……

"Jingle Bell--"

The long-lost get out of class bell sounded like a gust of spring breeze, gently blowing away the heat in Wang Hao's heart. After salute to the teacher, he quickly walked out of the classroom, a little impatient to know the content of the letter.

When he got to the men's restroom, Wang Hao glanced at the surrounding environment. Because of the reason he had just finished class, there was no one else in the restroom except him, so he took out the pink envelope and gently pulled out the slips of paper inside. The beautiful font comes into view.

【Can you come to the Sports Warehouse at noon?I have something important to say to you, I hope you will come on time, thank you. 】

The short paragraph of text made Wang Hao's heart skip a beat. The name at the bottom was Saeko Poshima. It was a really nice name. I don't know what kind of girl she was...

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Chapter 53 Saeko Busujima (Revised)

Fonts can often tell a person's character. The words written by enthusiastic people are generally majestic, while the words written by introverted people are mostly dignified and beautiful. .

Wang Hao looked at the words on the envelope and was already judging who the person who wrote the letter was Saeko Pushima?He thought about it carefully in his mind, but still couldn't find any relevant information.

There are about [-] people at Shengzaki College, and it is impossible for Wang Hao to know everyone. The only ones who know each other at school are probably classmates...

Putting the letter back in his pocket, to be honest, he didn't know what kind of mood he was in. He even thought about ignoring the letter for a moment as if he didn't see it.

But it's too late to say anything now. Since I've read the letter with my own eyes, I'll take time to go to the sports warehouse at noon to check the situation.

……

Just after leaving the toilet, he ran into An Yilun when he walked to the stairs. The other party ran over with excitement and said, "Sure enough, Haojun and Xia Zhiqiu are not lovers. It's great that they didn't fall into the current state!"

"Hehe... How could I think of becoming a current charge? It's not realistic at all!" Wang Hao smiled reluctantly, his right hand in his pocket was sweating.

"What do you think of that "Love in the Sky" Hao Jun? Although it has a little h element, it is definitely a masterpiece."

Well, he thought that An Yilun would continue to tear it down, but he didn't expect to talk about the topic of games at the corner, and he was really worried for nothing.

"I'm sorry, Lun Ye, the game you lent me. I haven't played it yet, but I will find time to play it." Wang Hao thought about it and felt that there was no need to hide it. Ellen is also better.

"Really? That's a pity. "Love in the Sky" is a rare work of conscience in the acg world. I hope Haojun can experience it in person early, and he will definitely find its charm." With a slightly disappointed expression, he stretched out his fingers to support the black-rimmed glasses, and his temperament suddenly became calm.

Seeing what he looked like, Wang Hao already understood what was going to happen next, so he quickly interrupted what An Yilun was about to say, and said, "Lun Ye, the next class is that Yuejiang's class, it's bad to be late. , did you forget what she said to you last time?"

An Yi Lun also held up his glasses for a while. Since last week, he has been late many times due to part-time work.

Nangong approached him a few times in private that month and asked him if he had any difficulties. An Yilun didn't dare to tell the class teacher that he worked part-time to buy various Two-dimensional products, so he could only keep guaranteeing that he would never come back next time. Do not be late.

Although Nangong Nayue smiled and forgave him, An Yilun still smelled the horror behind the smile, and revealed only one meaning, next time you're late, I want you to look good, definitely not just talk.

"Well, Yue-chan's class is really important."

An Yilun also nodded cautiously, if she was late for the class in Nangong that month, even if it was only 1 minute, she would be punished unexpectedly.

……

He was still very bored in class, and Wang Hao was so bored that he stared at Xiazhiqiu Shiyu who was sleeping on the table, dazed.

This guy, when he is quiet, looks quite beautiful when he looks closely, it would be nice if he could restrain his vicious tongue.

Shaking his head, going to school is really a boring thing. Treating the class taught by the teacher as a leisurely daily life is really hopeless. Next, let’s think more about future plans. Continuing to waste time like this is too extravagant.

Wang Hao focused slightly, his eyes were taken back from the sleeping face of Shiyu of Xiazhiqiu, and he was looking at the blue sky in the distance.

Making a Galgame requires a lot of things such as the corresponding script, program, CV, CG and BGM.

To put it simply, first of all, we need people who create scripts, excellent painters and people who understand music. In addition, we also need voice actors and dubbing, and those who are responsible for the production process. Only with this aspect can we proceed to the next step.

He can't do it alone. He can do most of the scripting, and he can take a little work in painting, but there is nothing else that can be done.

There are no voice actors for the time being. Although the script can be continued, it is too complicated to split each parallel line, and it may not be completed within the specified time. After all, I still have to do some painting work.

After frowning and thinking for a long time, Wang Hao gave a wry smile. After thinking for a long time, it was in vain. Now that there is no member around, he can't take action at all.

There is still some time before the Winter Comic Con, but if you don't hurry to find someone, the time left will only become less and less.

In the near future, I will first try to find relevant personnel and form a community to complete it. It is really impossible to only hire a professional team.

Having made the decision, Wang Hao felt a lot more relaxed all of a sudden, quietly took out his mobile phone and put it under the desk, and published a new chapter, 5 Centimeters Per Second.

Before he could read the comments below, the school bell rang in a hurry. When he recovered, there were not many students left in the class.

Touching the envelope in his pocket, Wang Hao followed slowly out of the classroom, starting in the direction of the sports warehouse. It was time to make a break.

……

When he got down from the teaching building and was about to approach the sports warehouse, he saw a girl with purple hair fluttering quietly under the huge cherry tree from a distance.

Even though they were still tens of meters away from each other, the purple-haired girl seemed to have a feeling, she turned around gently, and smiled at Wang Hao.