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First of all, this handsome man named Parry looked a little unhappy, and he was full of decadence when he spoke.

The woman beside him called Otome, who looks about 30 years old, is wearing a dark casual dress, with black long hair hanging straight down, and her delicate skin against the edge of the lace blouse looks Mysterious and elegant.

But when she spoke, she was surprisingly cheerful.

Although his voice was hoarse, he could hear that there was at least hope in his words.

On the other side of Otome, the girl named Qian Lingming should be the youngest.

It looks like he is only about 22 or [-] years old, maybe even younger.

Today, she wears double ponytails and naturally has a burgundy head flower. She is petite and wears a school-style short shirt and long skirt. Her facial features are also delicate and small, slightly cute.

My sister and her friend chatted for a while, and the topic somehow led to the virtual anchor industry.

Although their chats are full of industry-specific terms, Sato Ming can basically understand after a little thought and Google.

However, the more I listened to them chatting, the more strange Sato Ming felt.

.... . .

Although it was strange in his heart, Sato Ming did not intend to interrupt.

But to be honest, he was still a little disappointed.

He had already checked a lot of information about the painter Parry on his way here.

Many members of the last virtual anchor box that Parry set up are well-known in mainland countries over the sea and 404, so he originally thought that this Parry would be good for the virtual anchor circle. opinion.

I didn't expect to see him today, but I felt that this person was nothing more than that, and even a little too ordinary.

Whether it is the emotional intelligence exposed in the conversation, or the many understandings of the VTB profession, it feels unsatisfactory.

----- This guy, is it a mediocre?

Thinking about whether there are any of these, Sato Ming has finished drinking a cup of coffee.

Just when he was a little bored, his sister suddenly threw the topic to his side.

"Mother Parry, do you have any new debut plans recently? This little brother from my family is also quite interested in virtual anchors."

"Ah~~~! Pfft~~!"

The coffee that Sato Ming had just entered almost spit out.

He quickly waved his hand: "I can't do it!"

Parry took a serious look at Sato Ming, and then seemed to think for a while, and said a little tangled: "Palipo and Choco Lala have no precedent for male V, and I didn't want to add male V in it. "

"However, since it's Elio's request. Well, if your younger brother is willing to practice pseudo-voice a little bit, maybe... OK?? His voice potential is the same as yours, Elio, Very good."

Sato Ming was really frightened now, and quickly shook his head: "No no no, I don't plan to be a virtual anchor, please let me go."

Hearing his words, my sister was a little strange, and raised her eyebrows: "I see that you seem to be very concerned about the virtual anchor industry recently. I thought you wanted to become a virtual anchor too? Isn't it?"

Sato Ming was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Why, didn't I specifically check some information about the virtual anchor after you talked to me last time?"

"Okay, it looks like I misunderstood." My sister waved her hand indifferently.

However, this proposal of the elder sister made Sato Ming's heart come to mind.

Perhaps, being a virtual anchor is also a good thing? ?

Therefore, his next sentence did not say too deadly: "Of course, I may also become a virtual anchor. After all, I think this form of anchor is more interesting. However, even if I want to be, I will definitely not be Bamei. meat."

Parry nodded flatly: "Well, what a pity."

Now that the topic has come to this point, the black long straight female Otome voice, who had not said a word just now, interjected with great interest: "Sato-san also wants to become a virtual anchor? Why? Was it driven by Elio-chan?"

Her voice sounded very hoarse, and the morbid feeling was still there.

However, the mental state seems to be good.

For the topic of her efforts to get closer, Sato Ming will not be perfunctory.

He thought about it carefully: "Maybe it's because of virtuality and experience."

"I am also a former senior NICO citizen. I have been neeting at my sister's house for more than a year because of some things at home. Although I have done a little thing and made some money. But with friends There is less and less communication, except for the routine video and meeting with some people, I haven’t communicated much with the outside world.”

"And a very important thing is that although I am eager to communicate with friends, I am afraid to communicate with unfamiliar friends. If it wasn't for my sister to pull me here this time, I am afraid I will not come."

"So, I think the form of virtual anchors who replace themselves with a set character and communicate in front of the camera is particularly interesting. Hey~~~! I am like this, in VTB, it should be called...inner corner...right?"

Otome waved her hands again and again, with her sweet and gentle smile and hoarse voice, and said softly: "No, as long as you can say it, it is a male corner, and the real female corner will not be given to others. said."

"Yes, yes!"

"Yes, it is."

My elder sister and another cute girl named Qian Lingming also nodded together.

"Haha~~!" This kind of compliment is comforting---at least this sentence, to Akira Sato, is a good compliment.

Since he crossed into this world and merged with Sato Ming's soul, no matter how he looked at this world, he had a feeling of being out of place.

Therefore, he did not dare to go to school.

In the early days, even at home, I didn’t want to talk to my relatives.

If it wasn't for the help of my sister, who pulled him out of such a cold corner, I'm afraid his autism would continue until now.

What kind of vicious consequences would he bring about, just thinking about it, this feeling makes him shudder now.

"By the way, Sato-san, what kind of virtual anchor do you want to be?"

After one topic ended, Otome quickly threw up another topic.

It seems that hers, as her sister said, is a person with a strong sense of control, and she is very good at mastering the topic.

Still, it feels good.

Sato Akira's response.

After observing for a while, he could already conclude that the people in front of him were all good children, and it would be no problem to be friends with them.

"Senior Otome, are you talking about my settings?"

"No, although it's not, but you said that your setting is also good. You may not know that the setting of our Chocolata was drawn by Parry after we had drawn it up. You draw up a setting. After that, it should be easier to find someone to paint." Skillfully speaking, Otome took a sip of the water in front of her to moisten her hoarse voice, and naturally pulled her long black hair behind her ears, revealing her fair hair. Neck, looked at Sato Ming with great interest.

Sato Ming didn't think for too long.

"If I were to set it up, I would probably set myself as an ordinary man who came to this world from another world. In another world, I was an elite investment banker, a newcomer in capital, and a representative of Houlang; but because I did too much Things that you don’t fight for, after being murdered with hatred and vendetta, come to this world and become a waste neet.

As soon as these words fell, Miss Qian Mingling, who was sitting a little further away, covered her mouth and secretly laughed.

Otome also smiled and joked: "This is too realistic, I'm afraid not many audiences of virtual anchors will like it. Or it can be said that it is a kind of second disease in a realistic sense." a setting. "

Sato Ming took a sip of coffee, but he didn't know whether to make fun of him. After all, even if he told the truth, no one would believe it.

He retorted indifferently: "The setting of virtual anchors is originally a real secondary disease. Let me think about my previous life as an investment bank capital elite. It's not bad, but now this society is originally capitalists control everything, can't beat it. You can only join, isn't it easy?"

"Yeah!" This sentence seemed to touch Otome's nerves.

She nodded lightly, her hands folded in front of her eyes, her dark shoulder-length hair swayed gently with her movements, and the pure black long skirt gave people a charming feeling, yet it was quiet and mysterious.

Her expression was also full of emotion: "I also have the same opinion as you, becoming a personal power is to not be arbitrarily disposed of by the company."

"When I was in Fairy Tale Club, their business philosophy was very different from my live broadcast philosophy. That's why I jumped out of it."

"If you are a virtual anchor in an enterprise, there are too many rules and things you have to face, which is far inferior to personal freedom."

Miss Otome seemed to be touched by Sato Ming's remarks, she smiled bitterly with a bit of emotion in the middle of the words, and continued to describe her thoughts in her hoarse voice that had not yet replied: "Of course, leave the fairy tale. After the club, it really took a big risk for me. Although the company has various disadvantages, at least it also has resources and can form a relatively reliable box push.”

"But now that we have all become individuals, we need to work hard on everything. Whether it's planning, screening of live broadcast content, or dealing with inflammation, we all have to rely on our own abilities. It's really very tiring."

"Although our Choco Lala has the drainage and linkage of Parry's mother, it is really hard to say whether it will be successful."

Having said that, she turned her eyes to her sister, and then to Qian Lingming after a while, and finally turned into a sigh: "I brought Elio-chan and Ming-chan from the Fairy Tale Club, I really don't know what it is For better or worse, if they graduate instead of following this path, I am afraid I will be very sad. If they really want to die, maybe they will die."

Such a casual remark came from Otome's mouth, and it was obvious that all three except Akira Sato were taken aback.

The elder sister comforted first, as if she was an excellent pool noodle (scumbag): "Don't worry, Oto-chan, I will always be with you, you are my favorite and most respected person. "

"Me~~Me too!" Qian Lingming quickly grabbed Otome's other palm.

Parry looked at the interaction of the three of them, shook his head slightly, and sighed with the spoon in my hand: "Oh, I'm really sorry! There's only so much I can do."

His eyes were also full of depression.

Otome shook her head: "No? Mama Parry, you've done a good job."

"No, I didn't do it well enough." Parry seemed to recall something, became more and more profound, took a sip of coffee, and stood up suddenly: "Okay, let's talk about it today, I have to return to the painting business draft. "

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for a few people to react, he put down a thousand-yuan note under the cup, and left the coffee house.

It took only half a minute before and after, and it was so exciting that Sato Ming didn't even react.

After a moment.

Otome restored her state first, and whispered to Sato Ming: "Sato-san, if you have checked WIKE, you should also know that Pali Po organized by Parry just disbanded two people some time ago, and he is still a little sensitive now. What I said just now may have touched him, so he got up and left. It's not because of you, Sato-san."

"Well, I see." Sato Ming nodded, then he glanced at the time, then looked at the three girls beside him, and after a little thought, he also took out a thousand-yuan note and pressed it under the coffee cup.

"I have other things to do in Tokyo today, so don't bother my sisters."

"Is something wrong?" My sister turned around and asked strangely.

"Well, a routine business problem. Sister, you know, I have a side business in Tokyo." Sato Ming didn't seem to explain too much.

On the other hand, Otome Yin laughed. She tugged at her elder sister's palm and said with a smile, "They are already 16 years old. As long as there is no problem at night, don't worry about it so much."

"Huh~~~??" My sister gave Sato Ming a sideways glance, and suddenly the corners of her mouth also evoked a smile: "That's right, you want to go back with me at night. Remember to wait for me here before five o'clock."

"No problem." Sato Ming nodded at his sister, and also nodded slightly at Otome and Qian Lingming, then got up and left the coffee shop.

Watching him leave, Elio turned his head.

Qian Lingming, the youngest of the three, also recovered at the same time.

She dragged her chin with one hand and turned her eyes away from Sato Ming's back. After a while, she whispered, "So handsome, so gentlemanly."

"And so cute."

"It feels fluffy and tiny. Hehe~~!"

Otome took a sip of coffee with a smile, her steady feeling faded a little, and she waved her finger lightly: "This guy is being polite, and he has absolutely no intention of getting to know us."

"Huh??" Elio was a little stunned: "Hey??? Is that so? I didn't see it. Oto-chan, you are really amazing."