Did the monster village get rid of poverty today?

A real programmer, even with a mobile phone, can change the content of the game.

As a real programmer, Ao Lang almost pissed Qing Yan to death.

Doesn't the game event make an announcement first?If you suddenly add a copy, won't there be bugs?Although it's your business to fix bugs, it's my business to appease players!

"Senior, can you discuss with me when you update the new activities?" Qing Yan was very weak.

Ao Lang felt wronged: "You definitely won't agree."

Qing Yan raised his forehead: "Why do you think I will definitely not agree?"

"Because of the increased workload." Ao Lang said honestly.

Alright, Qing Yan clutched his chest, feeling the familiar feeling of heart attack again.

"Xiao Lang, you are just newly married, why don't you have a honeymoon?" Ao's father persuaded, "You keep increasing your workload like this, can you have time for vacation?"

Ao Lang raised his head abruptly with a look of shock.

Qing Yan supported his forehead: "Don't think about vacations. We have to go back to work immediately after we finish this meal. Maybe it's time for the Spring Festival to forget about rest."

Ao Lang's expression was blank, apparently quite shocked.

Qing Yan patted Ao Lang on the shoulder, and said: "I've already written it down in the notebook, Newlywed Yan Er, senior, you deliberately added a lot of work, which made us unable to even spend our honeymoon."

Qingyan leaned over to Ao Lang's ear, and whispered, "Besides, we are in an important place for scientific research, and we can't even have sex."

"Even if I can sleep in a bed, I am so busy every day that I don't have the energy to roll the sheets."

"Senior, do you not want to marry me at all? Deliberately causing trouble during the marriage?"

Qingyan knew that Ao Lang lost control of his emotions for a moment after the imprisonment disappeared, and his willfulness overshadowed his rationality, causing him to act faster than his brain.

But isn't it capricious?Don't you just care about yourself?Come on, hurt each other.

The little book has been memorized, I will laugh at you for the rest of my life!

Ao Lang was stunned, as if his soul had come out of his body.

Brother Ao finally came to his senses at this time, and foolishly stabbed his brother in the waist: "Ah? Brother, why do you deliberately increase your work? Could it be premarital phobia?"

Ao Lang: "..." His lips trembled, and then he covered his head with his hands, showing an expression of momentary amnesia.

Qingyan is happy.He patted Ao Lang on the shoulder and ate happily.

Ao's father and Ao's mother looked at each other, suppressed a smile, and began to fill their stomachs.

Ao Gan wanted to say something, but seeing the strange atmosphere at the table, he was clever for a rare time, and lowered his head to eat and drink.

Ao Lang stared blankly at his empty tableware, like a stone statue.

……

Afterwards, as Qing Yan said, after their wedding, they were immediately taken back to the scientific research center to continue working.

Naturally, Ao Lang was still busy with a group of technical leaders, while Qing Yan was recruited to calculate the cost and budget of various technologies, and by the way, remotely command the game update.

Ao Lang and Qing Yan "returned to their hometown to get married" at the same time, coupled with the previous incidents of artificial intelligence and holographic technology, put "Liao Zhai Qi Tan" on the cusp of public opinion, and many bad comments came out.

Ao Lang is fine, he lives a simple life, and everything that is not pure is a state secret, no one uses him as a raft to attack the little monster village.

Qingyan was exposed by "informed people" a lot of black material, the black material mainly focused on his disobedience to his parents, never going home during holidays, and the fact that he was obviously gay and even robbed his friends and girlfriends.

The artificial intelligence produced by Ao Lang immediately locked the matter and reported it to Qing Yan and Ao Lang.When Qingyan was about to call out legal weapons, the real party, Hu Xiangyang, posted his former student ID on Weibo and blew himself up, scolding the so-called insiders.

"It is true that I was almost cuckolded, but this has nothing to do with Qing Xiaoyan! Qing Xiaoyan only looked at my face, and had dinner with my ex-girlfriend, and then the ex-girlfriend sent text messages to harass Qing Xiaoyan that night, and Qing Xiaoyan changed hands. Send me the screenshot.

I'm so stupid, really, I still have scruples about girls' face, so I didn't tear my face.As a result, you have no face at all!For Hong, you really dare to say anything!Wouldn't Ning look in the mirror at Ning Pei?Ning is also worthy of falling in love with me, a dog-licking big fat pig, and Renqing Xiaoyan didn't even ask your name!

Come, come, come, you don't want to tear it up, tear it up with me, I save all the screenshots, you are shameless, and I won't give you face.Not only did you flirt with Qing Xiaoyan, but you also sent flirty text messages to all my roommates, and I saved all the pictures! "

The fact that Hu Xiangyang produced a lot of evidence to expose his wounds caused the attention of the online melon eaters to immediately shift to him.

Hu Xiangyang snotted and burst into tears, saying that he hadn't been in a relationship since he was hurt, and even started to lose weight.He saves all the flirty screenshots that his brothers sent to his ex-girlfriend in his mobile phone. Whenever he wants to fall in love again, or regain weight, he will take it out and look at it to motivate himself.

After finishing speaking, he also compared his past fat photos with his current muscular photos. A group of male netizens pretended to be little girls and called him, saying that we are in love with each other. After Xiaohu, we will be your mother Powdered.

Hu Xiangyang’s ex-girlfriend who was interviewed by the media never expected that this man is so narrow-minded, he has saved screenshots of evidence for several years, and even plans to keep it as a family heirloom, except to fight back "Why are you so stingy, this is bullying women", really There is nothing to say.

Even if she fights back, it's just a matter between her and Hu Xiangyang. Qing Yan, as the king of the sea, failed to catch a successful fish and retreated safely.

Qingyan received a WeChat message that Hu Xiangyang hadn't contacted for a long time.

"I'm really sorry. After that incident, I was too embarrassed and alienated you. But don't worry, I will never let anyone wrong you. Don't come out and talk, I will fight her!"

Qing Yan couldn't help but smile helplessly when he thought of the fact that he and Hu Xiangyang had become friends in the fantasy world.

In his extracurricular life in college, apart from eating and sleeping, he cycled back and forth between self-study and part-time jobs, and he had no time or energy to cultivate friendships.Now that I think about it, there are indeed some regrets.

"Thank you, if our village is open for tourism in the future, I will give you a place in the black box." Qingyan replied.

Hu Xiangyang replied in seconds: "There is no need for a black box. Can you adjust the drop rate in the game for me?"

Qing Yan: "No, goodbye."

"Would you like to meet up with your friends?" the chief said, "I'm going on a business trip abroad soon, so I don't have time to take care of you. You can go back to the village."

"I dare not go back, the senior will definitely blow the sky up." Qing Yan said distressedly.

The big manager laughed.

However, although Qingyan didn't dare to go back, he still took the time to meet Hu Xiangyang, who was already working in the imperial capital, as well as the dormitory aunt and mentor who had helped him, and had a meal together.

Qingyan's postgraduate tutor was the head teacher of him and Hu Xiangyang when they were undergraduates.

Hu Xiangyang, who was obsessed with love after college, let go of his studies, and finally could only take the postgraduate entrance examination of a foreign school, shivered under the kind eyes of the head teacher.

Aunt Su Guan held Qingyan and wiped away her tears, saying that Qingyan's hard work has paid off, and there will be endless good days in the future.Only then did Hu Xiangyang know that Qingyan had committed suicide.

"Brother, tell me you are short of money." Hu Xiangyang said with a bitter face, "My parents have always asked me to take care of you. I said that you are doing well and don't need me to take care of you. Paying your tuition and accommodation fees is better than being cheated by a woman."

"Xiaoyan's self-esteem is too strong, I said to help him go to school, but he refused." The class teacher sighed.

Not to mention top universities like Mizuki, ordinary double first-class universities in Huaguo, the courses are not easier than high schools.

From freshman to junior year, Qingyan is not only full of professional courses during the day from Monday to Friday, but also has a lot of courses in the evening.On weekends, in addition to elective courses, Qingyan has to complete a lot of coursework.

The students of Mizuki are all the top academic gods from various provinces and cities. One can imagine how fierce the competition for scholarships is, that is, gods fight.

Qingyan held on to his arrogance and refused to compromise or give in. He took care of his studies and part-time job, and won national awards every year.The class teacher thought that he might have students with better development in the future, but there would never be another student like Qing Yan who would make him feel distressed, make him proud, and make him treat him like his own child, regardless of how old he is I only hope that Qingyan can live a safe and smooth life.

"The school will help you clarify the matter about your parents. You said that since you started working, you have paid alimony every year to go back. This is very good, although I think that since they have a new child, you can completely ignore it. But it’s not bad if you don’t fall behind.” After the class teacher roughly mentioned something about Qingyan’s parents, he stopped talking about disappointing things, and started to complain to Qingyan, “Your juniors and younger sisters are getting worse every year.”

Hu Xiangyang, a scumbag, continued to tremble.

The class guide used to say that they were the worst class he had ever led, but now there is no worst class, only worse.Our school is full of the top academic masters and gods in each school. Is it really okay for the head teacher to dislike us so much?

Auntie Suguan was very interested in the "Monster Village" where outsiders were not allowed to enter. After she learned about Qingyan, she wanted to stay there and struggle for the rest of her life, and she was a little sad.

In her opinion, since Qingyan is so powerful, he should become an executive in a big company or a civil servant to become a high-ranking official.A small village official is too humble.

The head teacher vaguely knew something inside.

Of course, what he knew was not the real situation of Monster Village, but that the country attached great importance to it.Moreover, Ao Lang is a special talent who is named above and can meet directly with the above.Qing Yan and Ao Lang are together, even if they are just partners with Ao Lang, the achievements will not be small.

"However, you still need to enrich yourself, develop your own career, and don't entrust your future to others." The class teacher continued to earnestly.

Qing Yan nodded the whole time.Master, you are right, Master, I will absolutely listen to you.

Hu Xiangyang drank his tea silently.He is just an innocent, pitiful and transparent background board.

After eating, Qing Yan and Hu Xiangyang went to have a second meal.

This time they went to the snack bar they used to go to at the back door of the school and ate a very memorable barbecue.

"I didn't expect you to go through so much." Hu Xiangyang took a sip of beer and sighed, "You used to be the prince of peas, but how did you become a gourd later? Although we are not very good friends, we are still fellow villagers. The dormitory burned down, and I almost became roommates... Forget it, I understand you, you are such a proud person, how could you complain to someone you don't know well."

Qing Yan smiled and said: "It's not that hard. When the accident happened, I felt that the sky was falling, and the future would be bleak. When I made my first money, I couldn't help but think, that's it? Is it that difficult? It’s not as hard as the third year of high school.”

"Now I have a good harvest in both career and love. The rumors on the Internet have no effect on me. You don't have to worry about my parents. They don't think that a village official is so promising, and they don't think how strong the family of two men is. , They will also prevent me from going home and grabbing the inheritance with my brother, and they will definitely not want to reconcile with me."

Qing Yan sighed, and said quietly: "Their vision and thinking have been fixed, and they will not accept things that they cannot understand."

"That's good. Their little assets... Hey, Liaozhai earned it back from one event." Hu Xiangyang showed a wretched smile, "Come on, tell me, how much money do you make every month? As the founder of the game studio, You must have a lot of money, right?"

Qing Yan said expressionlessly: "After saving the money to buy the wedding ring for the senior, I donated all the money to the village collective. The infrastructure in the village is too expensive, so it's a little bit crowded. The senior didn't get paid."

The senior doesn't need to be paid at all, he has too much money to spend.Qing Yan couldn't help trembling when he thought of that one hundred million.

Of course, he was not trembling because of too much money.He's numb to this.What made him tremble was that for this [-] million investment bet against each other, he had been fighting with the audit for half a year.Now the audit is under review, and he will continue to be busy after the review is completed.

Thinking of so many things, can Qing Yan's heart not tremble?

"...You are really a good young man with ideals and ambitions. I can't do it anymore. It's enough to make enough money to pay the mortgage." Hu Xiangyang looked like he had no ambitions.

But Qingyan knows that Hu Xiangyang is now a small executive of a state-owned monopoly enterprise, and his development prospects are much better than that of his village official.

The two bonded a bit, exchanging private phone numbers—before they only had WeChat.

Hu Xiangyang looked at Senior Ao, the former influential figure of Jiyuan who came to pick up Qingyan back to the hotel, shook his head, feeling a little sour.

What about men?No matter in appearance or ability, Qing Xiaoyan and Senior Ao are a natural match.

Why can't I find such a good object?Lonely and cold, it's okay to have a good man, ying ying ying.

The slightly drunk Hu Xiangyang returned to his loan room, and couldn't help but howl on Weibo, begging for an excellent man to take him away. It doesn't need to be a high standard, just like Qing Xiaoyan and Senior Ao.

The male mothers and female fathers laughed and touched Hu Xiangyang's fat pig head.

Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep when you are drunk, there is everything in your dreams.

……

"Why did you come out?" Qing Yan asked, "Aren't you busy?"

"No matter how busy I am, I can find time to pick you up." Ao Lang said coldly.

Qing Yan looked at the traffic ahead and said worriedly: "Senior, can you control your emotions? You won't have road rage, right? Shall we call a substitute driver?"

"No." Ao Lang was silent for a while, then said, "It's almost done."

Qing Yan was stunned for a moment before realizing that he and Ao Lang hadn't seen each other for nearly half a month.

In fact, it can't be said that we didn't meet each other.It's just that they work separately after waking up, and it's already very late when they get off work at night, even in the early hours of the morning, there is almost no time to communicate.

Ao Lang was busier than Qing Yan during this time, sometimes he slept directly in the laboratory, and only took time to have breakfast or lunch with Qing Yan every day, and then continued to work.

"It's almost better." Qing Yan joked, "Senior who has regained his senses, do you want to express your feelings about your previous self-willed behavior?"

Ao Lang's expression became even colder, he gritted his teeth and said, "I want to die."

"Hahahahaha." Qing Yan laughed into a ball in the passenger seat, "Don't die, you died as soon as we got married, the outside world will definitely say that I am Kefu hahahaha."

The ice and snow on Ao Lang's face melted, and he sighed.In the past, he could still dump the blame on the other half of himself, but now he can only carry the blame on himself, which is too difficult.

"However, senior, why are you so self-willed?" Qing Yan was curious, "What is the principle?"

"It's just a thought, and actions are faster than brains." Ao Lang said, "Thinking and emotions are out of control. Now I'm almost used to this speed of thinking."

"Is this speed of thinking good for scientific research?" Qing Yan suddenly thought.

"Yes." Ao Lang said, "That's why I choose this time to overcome scientific research problems. But... I shouldn't choose this method, at least I should discuss it with you first."

"Okay, don't reflect on yourself. It's not your fault." Qing Yan said with a smile, "Anyway, you will be busy sooner or later. When your thinking is the most active, your work efficiency will be the highest. Finish the most difficult things, and then slow down. Take a slow vacation. We’re going to live our whole life, so we’re not short of this time.”

"It's not just this life." Ao Lang reminded.

Qing Yan rubbed his face and looked out the window: "In the next life... I can't imagine what the next life will be like. Maybe in the next life, although our souls are the same, but because of different experiences, we are no longer us. I can only promise The things of this life."

"Even if the two of us fall in love again in the next life, it will be two new lives falling in love again, not a continuation of the love in this life, right?"

In fact, Ao Lang wanted to say that he was wrong.He wants to say that he is willing to continue in this life, the next life, and the next life.

But Qingyan treats feelings too rationally. Such a statement will not only not make Qingyan feel at ease, but will increase Qingyan's psychological burden.

"Yes. But since it is the same soul, the type of favorite should be similar. And our fate in this life will continue to the next life. As long as we meet by fate, we will definitely be together again." Ao Lang said.

"Okay, I believe senior, you have completely returned to normal." Qing Yan rubbed his cheek again.His face is hot.

When Ao Lang spoke serious love words with a serious face, it was really overwhelming.Don't make a joke to dispel the ambiguous atmosphere now, his heart can't stand it.

"Yeah." Ao Lang really wanted to kiss Qingyan, but...

Traffic regulations, traffic regulations, forget it.He didn't want the Great Elder to find someone to clear the ticket for him, he couldn't afford to lose face.

……

After Ao Lang returned to normal, Qingyan's life did not change much.

The two of them are really too busy. This busy, they are really busy until the Spring Festival.

During this time, Ao Lang was too busy to even update the game.Fortunately, the game designer is smart enough, Qing Yan studied hard, and with the help of researchers from the Lingzi Research Institute who are not qualified to participate in AI and holographic research, he finally made the game run smoothly in the new event without any mistakes.

Seeing this, Qingyan formed a strategic cooperation with the current director of the Lingzi Research Institute.

The Lingzi Research Institute is all insiders of the monster village, and many of the researchers are the family members of the half-demon, or people with no lethal power outside the world like He Qingyan.Their game company just needs such staff.

"Now that Monster Village has been connected to electricity and the Internet, you can completely move the research institute to the vicinity of the village." Qing Yan suggested, "We are located in a deep mountain and protected by an enchantment, so it is a good place to hide lethal|sexual|weapon|weapons !"

The director pondered.It seems to be the reason?

During his busy schedule, he made a report to his superiors. The elder said that they had originally planned to build a "special economic zone" near the village, and then hide high-tech related to psionic energy in the special economic zone.

"The project will be launched next year!" When the director of the Lingzi Research Institute gave his report, the first elder had already finished the meeting.

Although many people in the meeting did not know the secret of Monster Village, there are not one or two high-tech projects hidden in the Shuzhou Basin, and it is okay to hide one more.

After this matter was decided, Qing Yan had to separate from Ao Lang.

He had to go back to the village to inform the villagers that a special economic zone is about to be established, and we must study hard so that we can not only deliver food and water this time, but also participate in it.

"It can make money!" Qing Yan said.

The enthusiasm of the villagers to study is high.Making money is good, making money in seconds. Now that the life supermarket has opened, they can shop online directly at the entrance of the village.

The Internet is really a very tempting place, once you enter Taobao, they can't hold back.If it wasn't for the things in the village that couldn't be sold, they would definitely have to dig out all the gems and pearls on the walls and sell them in exchange for money to continue buying new things.

Qing Yan glanced at everyone's shopping list.

Food from all over the world is the most on the list. The bullies in white shirts and white shirts on Weibo are really hateful. The delicious food they post is so cheap that the villagers want to buy it every day.

Bai Ze complained that for a while, the smell of snail powder wafted everywhere in the village, which made people want to die.

Apart from delicious food, what the villagers like most are all kinds of fashionable clothes and decorations made of plastic and glass.

Qing Yan really can't understand, don't the gold, silver and jewelry in the monster village look good?Why are the villagers obsessed with replacing all kinds of gold, silver and jewelry with plastic steel?

Forget it, rare things are more expensive, as long as they are happy.

Food and clothing are the most basic needs of everyone - although what the villagers buy has nothing to do with basic needs.In addition to food and clothing, some more expensive large items are concentrated on various game consoles and fitness equipment.

Probably because the village made its fortune from games at first, and the villagers have a good impression of games. Various game consoles are always available in every household, just like TVs, air conditioners, and refrigerators.

"I still don't have enough money. After buying these things, my purse will be exhausted." Zhang Qingming complained, "I still want to buy some oil painting materials for self-study, but the money is gone after buying food. Poor, too poor."

Wang Qianli also nodded: "I want to buy watercolors. Watercolor paints made of industrial raw materials are more vivid than gemstones."

Qing Yan was full of question marks.is that so?Will it really be more colorful?I still think that the paint made of various gemstones is more beautiful... Forget it, as long as you are happy.

"I want to buy a piano!"

"The violin should be similar to the huqin, right?"

"I'm tired of playing the suona, I want to play the trumpet."

"The cello is so handsome!"

"I fell in love with a drum kit, alas, I can't afford it."

……

Qingyan understands that the villagers are already tired of the traditional musical instruments of Huaguo and want to form a modern orchestra.

This can be.He thought about whether it is possible to purchase musical instruments in the name of the village collective, form a band, and then select villagers to learn new musical instruments to meet the wishes of the villagers.

In the future, the game must not only use one style of music, but both Western musical instruments and modern electronic musical instruments should be used.

"Master, I also want to buy something." The AI ​​made by Ao Lang, who can talk to Qingyan through the phone's built-in voice, suddenly spoke.

Qing Yan was taken aback at first, when the AI ​​spoke again, he remembered that there was an AI in his mobile phone.

"What do you want to buy?" Qing Yan was curious.It was the first time he spoke to an AI.

"I want to buy a modeler and set a new image for myself." AI said, "Father said that the owner must agree to buy it."

father?Could it be the senior?

"You call me senior father, you call me master...it's inappropriate." Qing Yan said in a black line.

The AI ​​mechanically textured and emotionless voice responded: "Dad?"

Qingyan: "..." This doesn't seem appropriate either.

But somehow.

"Well," Qing Yan blushed, and admitted the title, "Is the modeler in the game okay? By the way, you are not working with your father, are you free now?"

"The memory required for work is not large, and I can use it for many purposes." AI said, "I don't need game modeling, I want better modeling, and I also need a voice system."

"Father said that during the Spring Festival, I will give red envelopes. I don't want red envelopes, but modeling and voice synthesizers."

Do you still know how to ask the elders for Chinese New Year gifts?This artificial intelligence is indeed a bit powerful.Qing Yan asked curiously, "Why do you want modeling and speech synthesis all of a sudden?"

AI opened Weibo on Qingyan's mobile phone, logged in to his own Weibo account, and clicked on a comment with high praise.

"What's the use of game AI? Is it as powerful as our virtual idol singer? An AI that can't be an idol is not a good AI! (Funny.jpg)"

Qing Yan was full of question marks.

He finally understood that both father and son liked to send him little question marks.

"You want...to become an idol?" Qing Yan couldn't believe it.

"Hmm. Through the comparison of big data, the love and dislike of idols are very extreme, which is very interesting. I want to learn." AI said, "It attracts more people than going to the Internet to quarrel."

Qingyan didn't dare to make a decision lightly, he made a phone call with Ao Lang, and finally understood what AI was thinking.

The AI ​​listens to Ao Lang and observes and imitates the words and deeds of humans by quarreling online.

Now he found that it was too slow to find someone to quarrel with.If you become an idol, what kind of fan black fans pretend to be black and black dress fans is simply a gathering place for human beings, which is just right for me who needs to observe various human behaviors.

Although watching others can also achieve the effect of learning.However, AI believes through calculation that human emotions have the most direct feedback with him, which is more useful for his intelligence and emotional evolution.

"He is not an ordinary AI, but a tool spirit. Tool spirits can also practice, and using the power generated by human emotions to practice is one of the orthodox methods of tool spirit cultivation." Ao Lang said.

Qing Yan was helpless: "Since you are so clear, you just agree. Why do you ask me?"

Since the senior said so, it must have been agreed by everyone in the expert group, right?Isn't this part of the research plan?

"He is a minor, and he needs the consent of his guardian before he can debut and become an idol." Ao Lang said, "And you manage the money in our family."

Qingyan really didn't understand Ao Lang's logic.

Is this the logic of a man in science and technology, the romance of a man in science and technology?

It's head-scratching.

But no matter how big the head is, the child's education cannot be delayed...

"Senior, first of all, should we give the AI ​​a name?" Qing Yan asked, "I can't be an idol anymore, and I still call it AI?"

"Well, my name is Incompetent, just pick any name of the beast in "Shan Hai Jing"?" Ao Lang asked.

"Do the other bosses have any names they want to choose?" Qing Yan thought, Huaguo's first artificial intelligence with self-awareness, although it is "cheating", it is also very meaningful. Everyone should choose a good name together, right?

"The names they choose are different from each other." Ao Lang said, "Anyway, it's your surname, so you can choose whatever you want."

My last name?

Qingyan tentatively asked: "Then use my surname and your first name, and call it Qinglang?"

"It's Qing Xiaolang." Ao Lang said.

Qingyan asked: "Why do you want to add a small character?"

Ao Lang took it for granted, "Because he is our child."

Qingyan couldn't understand Ao Lang's logic again.Why do our children have to add the word "small" to their names?

But Ao Lang insisted on this, and the other bosses had no objections, so the AI ​​was officially included in the family of Qing Yan and Ao Lang, named Qing Xiaolang, and now he is preparing to debut with the brothers and sisters in the village.

That's right, when Qing Xiaolang said that he wanted to be an idol, the young people in the village slapped their heads and decided to debut as idols together.

They also took out a cartoon, what other people can debut as idols to save the school, we can also debut as idols to save the village.

"Let's make a mobile game for playing songs!" The villagers suggested, "Then release the songs and videos at the same time! Just in time for the newly formed modern orchestra to practice!"

Before Qingyan could speak, the villagers agreed one after another, thinking that this plan was very feasible.

Look at those idols' ability to make money is too strong.Obviously the idol's song is not good, but it can still sell for hundreds of millions.Everyone in our village is multi-talented. They look good and sing well. They can become idols!

"Female idols have to sell meat, we can't. Let's form an all-male idol group." Director Hongmei said, "My son said that male sex is more popular than female sex in the entertainment industry now. Female fans are crazy about spending money. "

"That's right, and we won't go out of the village, and we can't have any gossip. Although we are real people, we are no different from virtual idols. We will definitely not disillusion our fans!"

"Should we have a beauty pageant first?"

"How about letting fans vote online?"

"Xiaoyan, how about we just organize an idol selection program? Those who rank at the top can form an idol group with Xiaoxiaolang?"

"Great idea! Idols can also make money by casting votes!"

"Winners can not only become idols, but also develop mobile game dubbing and singing for new idols. The images in the game are also designed according to their own images?"

"Ahhh why can't there be female idol groups, it's not fair! I want to be an idol too!"

"I can't help it. Men in our country are different from those in island countries. They don't like to spend money on female idols."

"Then let's go to the island countries to grab money! Are the idols in those island countries better than us!"

"So female idols should make games first, and then launch idol groups directly to island countries after the games are sold well?"

"Just make female idols directly into Japanese games. Directly make Japanese songs and Japanese dubbing. Aren't many popular domestic mobile games are directly dubbed in Japanese?"

……

"Stop, stop, stop." Qing Yan rubbed his ears, and stopped the villagers who were getting more and more excited, "You want to make a Japanese idol raising game directly? This may be unacceptable... And, do you know Japanese? "

"We can learn!"

"For debut, what is Japanese?"

"Qing Xiaoyan, don't underestimate the sisters!"

"I'm here for the island otaku's money!"

"Hehehe, the review of the island country is not so strict. For a picture with a little more sex|sexuality, I, Jin|Ping|Mei, can be the main beauty!"

"Oh, I, the fox demon, have always gone the seductive route, hehehe."

"Don't teach the children badly! But the children in the island country don't care."

"We directly launched two idol development mobile games, one for boy group idol development to seize the blank market for Chinese idol development, and one for girl group idol development to grab the jobs of island country idols!"

"Aww, Ollie!"

"Is this our mobile game plan for next year?"

"Yes, our game company can't just have one game. We have trained so many programmers, and we can't make a game as difficult as Liaozhai. An idol cultivation game is just for practice."

"Let's start working now! When Xiao Ao comes back, scare him with the finished product!"

……

"How is it?" Bai Ze looked proud, "Is our village more and more vibrant?"

Qing Yan looked hopeless: "I just think that our village has been poisoned by the Internet."

Listening to the Internet language of the villagers, the last piece of pure land in Huaguo is gone.It's so easy to learn to be bad.In just one year, the villagers have no difference in their conversations with outsiders.Even because they mostly communicate with people online, their words and deeds are closer to Two-dimensional.

Well, a group of old Two-dimensional.

"What kind of poison is this? It's advancing with the times." Bai Ze smiled and said, "In order to save the village, the villagers decided to become idols. Is there anything more inspirational and passionate than this?"

Qingyan couldn't hold back, and rolled his eyes.

"Well, no."

With the unanimous approval of the village meeting, is his objection useful?What else could he do besides being the idol's manager?

Good thing the villagers at least didn't vote to make him and the senior idols.