The days of retirement with the singing queen

Neither Kuku nor the illustrator expected that there would be so much background content in this novel, and it would be dark, gloomy and depressing.

In the game text given to them by Lu Anzhi, apart from the various accidents in the middle that resulted in death due to choosing the wrong route, there were only five story lines leading to the ending.

The endings of these story lines, in fact, three of them are not bad. Even the ending of the Saber line in the original text of the novel, Lu Anzhi also provided a follow-up - the soul of Shirou Emiya after his death came to the ideal land of Avalon, I met Saber, whose soul has been living here since death. Saber Artoria said to Emiya Shirou: "Welcome back, Shirou."

This ending gives Kuku and the illustrator a small comfort in their hearts.

The two endings of Rin Tohsaka's arc, although both have regrets, are not bad either. But the two endings of Sakura Line are really disappointing.

Sakura's tragic past made it difficult for the illustrator and the illustrator to read the text carefully and immerse themselves in it. They were so gnashing their teeth at the Matou family that they wished they could immediately travel into the game text and grab Matou Zangyan and Matou Shinji by their collars. He slapped him several times and said, "You guys are called Matou Zoyan/Matou Shinji!" Then he slapped him to death.

——These are the original words he said to Lu Anzhifa Qiuqiu after reading the manuscript painstakingly.

Then the two story endings, Illya using her own life to purify the Holy Grail, and Saber becoming blackened, both really made Kuku and the illustrator feel uncomfortable. Especially in the line where Saber turned black, Emiya Shirou also died, leaving Sakura to die alone in eternal waiting.

Fortunately, there is no movie "Titanic" in this world. Otherwise, Lu Anzhi felt that Kuku would probably complain to himself in Qiuqiu: What kind of Titanic is this? !

Anyway, the text of this game is left to Kuku and the illustrator, and the rest can be left to the illustrator. The illustrator that Lu Anzhi personally selected after Zhai Xiao went to draw comics also had very good art skills, and like Zhai Xiao, he could quickly understand Lu Anzhi's ideas. Especially the composition of his illustrations is outstanding, even better than Zhai Xiao's.

Lu Anzhi was very relieved to leave the painting work to this illustrator.

At the same time, Li Huiming also selected someone. Lu Anzhi went to the company to talk to those people, and also called the illustrator.

He explained the game text, game form, and game content in detail during the communication. His game text can basically be said to have completely demonstrated the gameplay of this text adventure game. The choice of text content leads to different endings, which can be seen at a glance from the text.

Therefore, both the illustrator and other employees of Xinwei Company quickly understood Lu Anzhi's ideas.

So Lu Anzhi doesn't need to worry about the next work. The illustrators and employees can connect themselves and proceed. Lu Anzhi just needs to give it a try when they finish the game to get a feel for the content.

Judging from the simplicity of this game, I am afraid that this will be the first game to be completed among the current game projects led by Xinwei.

After Li Huiming understood the content and form of this game, he also understood this. He immediately discussed with Lu Anzhi and made a decision - to speed up the development of this game and make it catch up with the serialization of "Fate Stay Night".

When the serialization of the novel ends, this game will follow, and the linkage effect will not be bad.

And when the time comes, the slogan can also say that it makes up for the regrets of the ending, which is perfect.

Lu Anzhi felt that there was nothing wrong with Li Huiming's suggestion and just let Li Huiming make his own arrangements.

So Li Huiming transferred two artists from the project team of "Westward Journey" to cooperate with the drawing work of illustrator Lu Anzhi.

——This is probably the most time-consuming task in this game.

This matter came to an end for the time being, and Lu Anzhi was free again. He even had time to take Xianxian to watch the performance when Wen Zhangping and the Watermelon Pi Band came to Haidu for a commercial performance.

Ever since watching Xijing TV's Spring Festival Gala during the Chinese New Year, Xianxian has been fascinated by the live stage. She was eager to watch the performance, and just as Wen Zhangping and the Watermelon Pi Band arrived, Lu Anzhi took Xianxian to join in the fun.

However, Wen Zhangping and other members of the Xiguapi Band wanted to invite Lu An to perform on stage, but Lu Anzhi refused.

When Wen Zhangping performed on stage, he wisely did not mention the identity of the audience with children.

However, Gu Ruiyong, who was sitting with Lu Anzhi, was recognized. Although no one came up to ask for signatures, Lu Anzhi still heard someone talking behind him:

“Isn’t that Gu Da’s bald head?”

"I'm so honest with you about Gu Da's bald head. This bald head is so dazzling!"

"Like a light bulb."

When Wen Zhangping painted his eyebrows and held orchids and sang "When the east is not bright, the west is bright", Xianxian sat next to Lu Anzhi, her eyes wide open and bright, and she puffed up her breasts with "pop, pop, pop". Small palms.

This surprised both Gu Ruiyong and Lu Anzhi. Lu Anzhi asked Xianxian loudly: "Xianxian, do you like this kind of song?"

In such a noisy environment, Xianxian wouldn't be able to hear him if he didn't speak loudly.

Xianxian answered excitedly while clapping: "No, Dad. I've never heard this song before, and it doesn't sound good. But this grandpa is so funny!"

Lu Anzhi: "..."

Gu Ruiyong: "Hahahahahaha!"

This old man is Wen Zhangping's number one bad friend. He is happy when he sees a child hurting his old friend sincerely.

Wen Zhangping didn't know all this. After the performance, several people went to a restaurant to sit down to eat and chat privately. Wen Zhangping touched his slender little head and said: "This little girl is good. She deserves to be your daughter, brother Anzhi. She knows how to appreciate it at such a young age. I used to I’ve seen other children listen to our singing live, but none of them reacted as well as this little girl did.”

"hey-hey."

Xianxian felt that she was being praised, so she just smiled. Old Man Wen talked too much, and she didn't really listen. At this time, many dishes had been served on the table, and her attention was entirely on the delicious, delicious dishes and drinks.

On the other hand, Gu Ruiyong started to laugh "haha" again and taunted Wen Zhangping: "You know what do you think you are so happy about? This little girl thinks you are funny. Just the noises you sing, do you think they like it?"

Wen Zhangping: "Get out of here..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Ruiyong stopped him by pointing his finger: "The kids are here, please be careful when you speak, don't use curse words."

Wen Zhangping had no choice but to swallow the words that came to his lips.

He turned to Lu Anzhi and asked: "Brother Anzhi, do you have any new songs? I'm tired of singing these songs, and the audience is tired of hearing them. We need some new work. Money is not an issue."

Gu Ruiyong said: "Don't you know how to write it yourself? What's the point of always letting others write it? Look at what you are doing now..."

"Don't use bad words when you speak!"

Wen Zhang rehabilitated his army.

Gu Ruiyong had no choice but to hold back the words that came to his lips and said again: "Look at you now, how can you still look like a songwriter? Why have you forgotten your old profession?"

Wen Zhangpingtian said shamelessly: "What's my job? What's my job? My job is singing, okay? My arms and legs are old, and my brain is almost rusty. How can I write songs with this intelligence?" Songwriting should be left to people like An Zhi. I can just sing. I have a good mouth."

Gu Ruiyong was stunned: "Good guy, you really can say anything!"

"Hey Hey!"

Xianxian listened to Zhile. She thought these two old grandfathers were quite interesting, they were silly and their bickering was so fun.

"I'm just telling the truth."

Wen Zhangping said, and came to Lu Anzhi again to ask for a song. Lu Anzhi agreed, but then said, "I don't have much inspiration for a while now. I'll think about it when I go back."

"Okay, okay."

Wen Zhangping nodded, very satisfied.

Gu Ruiyong suddenly slapped his forehead and said: "Well, we have all taken it for granted that brother An Zhi came up with the song on the spot. Now that we go back to pick up the song, we are a little uncomfortable. Brother An Zhi has really changed..."

"Dirty words! Dirty words!"

Wen Zhangping reminded quickly again.

Gu Ruiyong glanced at Wen Zhangping and changed his words: "It's really amazing."

Xianxian nodded and agreed very much: "Yeah, dad is very powerful!"

Everyone in the room was happy.

After eating, everyone went their separate ways and went back to their respective places. When Lu Anzhi returned home, Xianxian went to tell Zhang Suxin what she saw and heard today, and said, "Mom, the two grandpas today are so funny! They are still as funny as before!"

After saying this, he reported to Zhang Suxin: "Dad also promised to write a song for the singing grandpa. The singing grandpa was so funny. While singing, he stared at his eyes, which were so round. And his hands , just like this... like this..."

She said she wanted to imitate Wen Zhangping's way of holding an orchid finger, but she wasn't very good at it and couldn't learn it even after a long time.

Zhang Suxin held up her orchid finger and asked, "Is that so?"

"yes!"

Xianxian is happy.

Zhang Suxin was interested in the new song promised by Lu Anzhi and asked, "What other songs are you going to write for Teacher Wen?"

After she asked, she said with a smile: "I heard that because of this, you have caused public outrage in the industry. You don't write songs for many people, and you even made Wen Zhangping sing and stop writing songs. There are many singers Everyone has opinions.”

Lu Anzhi laughed "haha" and said, "Brother Wen doesn't write songs himself, so there's nothing I can do about it. I'm afraid he doesn't want to write songs for a long time. What does it have to do with me?"

Zhang Suxin nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I just said it casually."

Lu Anzhi held Zhang Suxin's hand: "What are you explaining to me? Can I still think badly of you?"

"Who knows?"

Zhang Suxin rolled her eyes at Lu An, but there was a smile in her eyes, without any other meaning.

Lu Anzhi began to think about what song to give Wen Zhangping. Naturally, his first choice was from Second Hand Rose's playlist. After all, Wen Zhangping's singing performance has indeed won the essence of the godmother of rock. Some people even call Old Man Wen that way now.

With direction, he soon made a choice. Open your laptop, start the music compilation software, and enter the scores and lyrics one by one.

""destiny"?"

Zhang Suxin came over and saw the title of this song, and felt that Lu Anzhi's song title was quite big.

However, after reading the music score and lyrics, she felt that the taste was right. It was indeed the same feeling as before, with a bit of Northeastern duo flavor. If it were left to Teacher Wen to sing, the effect would be great.

Um……

When did Teacher Wen grow up to be such a rock godmother?

"How about it?"

Lu Anzhi asked Zhang Suxin.

Zhang Suxin nodded and said: "It's pretty good. But I still prefer the one in "Xian'er"."

Lu Anzhi raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Zhang Suxin nodded again: "Well, I like the theme of that song better. It's more joking. Although it seems a little helpless, it sounds relatively free and easy."

"That's it..."

Lu Anzhi thought for a moment and said, "Then let's play another song."

Zhang Suxin blinked, and then saw Lu Anzhi compose another song.

Scores and arrangements appeared one after another. It seemed that it was not in the same style as songs such as "Xian'er" and "Destiny", but it still felt very good, with a feeling of returning to nature and being sophisticated without being crafty.

Then when Lu Anzhi started writing lyrics, she stood behind Lu Anzhi and read: "You and I are both mortals, born in this world. We are busy running around all day long, and we have no time to relax."

When Lu Anzhi heard Zhang Suxin's recitation, he sighed and said, "I really envy you for being able to read it out."

Zhang Suxin was a little confused: "Why can't you read it out?"

Lu Anzhi said: "This melody is so touching, I can't help but sing along with it as soon as I think about it."

He then recited the last few lines of the song: "Since you are not an immortal, you will inevitably have distracting thoughts. Put morality and justice on both sides, and profit in the middle."

This way of singing and speaking makes the feeling of the song come out all at once. Zhang Suxin was immediately moved: "It's great to sing like that."

"Is it?"

Lu Anzhi asked, "Do you like to hear it?"

Zhang Suxin nodded and said, "If I were younger, I probably wouldn't like listening to it. But now it sounds good and tastes good."

"That's it..."

Lu Anzhi said, lowering his head and thinking. Then he started a new song.

This time Zhang Suxin did not recite the lyrics. She felt that it would be tasteless if she recited them by herself. She would have to have her husband sing them to make them feel more interesting.

She just said the title of the song: "'Hills'?"

The lyrics seem like a bland narrative, and so does the music. But why does this song seem so easy to move?

"Do you want to sing? I want to hear it."

Zhang Suxin said.

Lu Anzhi said: "Then we have to check if the child is sleeping first."

Zhang Suxin took a look and said, "It's okay, he's still awake. He just drank milk and will wake up for a while before going to sleep." She said while bringing in the guitar. Lu Anzhi took out Zhang Suxin's recording microphone and thought of recording the demo directly.

After recording, he sent the demo to Wen Zhangping along with the lyrics and music of the three songs.

Wen Zhangping couldn't wait to open the demo and listen to it. Listening to "Across the hills, even though my head is gray. Chatting endlessly ~ The sorrow that I don't give you at any time." Unknowingly, his face burst into tears and he said bitterly: "Damn, this is The song is so good!”