Shen Deyou and Zhang Xiaoru were sitting in the living room eating melon seeds.
There are two cut mooncakes on the table, as well as peeled grapefruits, as well as various festive snacks and fruits.
The oversized TV was playing a program. The couple only glanced at the TV occasionally. Most of the time, the sound of the TV was used as background music. At this time, the love soap opera that the old aunts liked to watch was playing.
The male protagonist and the female protagonist were kissing, and the old couple watched expressionlessly in front of the TV. Thinking back to when their son was young, once this scene appeared on the TV, they would cover their gloomy eyes.
"Old Shen, how long has it been since you kissed me?" Zhang Xiaoru asked.
"I still think you are a little girl, are you ashamed to say this..." Shen Deyou quickly took the remote control and changed the channel.
"Hey, why can't I mention it?" Zhang Xiaoru refused.
"Speak softly, let them hear, and we don't have to worry about it." Shen Deyou quickly peeled the grapefruit for her to comfort her.
Zhang Xiaoru pushed him away in disgust and stared at the room with the door tightly closed across the corridor.
"What do you think they are doing in there? After lunch, they went in and closed the door. There has been no movement until now."
"You ask me who I ask."
The couple looked at the room in silence with their little thoughts, guessing what Chen Yu and Asaba Rika would do in it.
"When you were young, what would you do if you were locked in this house with a beautiful girl?" Zhang Xiaoru asked him.
Shen Deyou replied vigilantly: "It's not like you didn't know me before, how could I have the mind to do anything with a little girl?"
Zhang Xiaoru beat him a few times and complained: "Your son has inherited your stupid temper!"
"Then you have no responsibility? When he was still studying, who was nagging him every day not to fall in love? Falling in love would affect his grades and waste time?"
"Did I say that?"
"...Then I remembered it wrong."
The two sat quietly for another half hour, and there was no movement at all in the room inside.
Zhang Xiaoru couldn't help it any longer, stood up quietly, walked quietly to the door of the room, put her ear against the door, and winked at Shen Deyou, instructing him to turn up the TV volume for cover.
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Chen Yu started to create storyboard files based on the script segments and sketches, while Asaba Rika was sorting out the art materials, including the characters' body movements, clothing conditions, etc.
A high-precision CG painting would take about five to seven days if Lixiang made it by herself. Shen Yu looked at the storyboards of the script and found that there were at least a dozen such CG paintings, with the rest slightly tweaked. That's fine, but the overall time spent on art is estimated to be more than two and a half months.
Shen Yu couldn't wait for her to finish all the drawings before making a program. It would also take time to implement the scripts and storyboards into a specific executable game, and to build a usable game system.
As soon as the two discussed it, they planned to make CG drawings of the male and female protagonists first, and then make sketches for each storyboard first, so that Chen Yu could have a visual standard and basis for making UI and modeling. As for improving the accuracy of art, Let Rika draw it slowly.
As for music, there is not much I can do about this depression. I can only choose to buy it from resource websites.
"Shen Yu-Jun, what do you think of this posture?"
"...as long as you like it"
"What about you? What about you?"
"I don't understand this"
"I think it's super sweet!"
Zhang Xiaoru, who had been eavesdropping at the door for a long time, finally heard an incredible sound coming from the room.
Chen Yu and Asaba Rika had been in the room for most of the day, but there was no sound. They were alone and silent. Could it be that they were sitting on the edge of the bed together in a daze.
Hearing this conversation, Zhang Xiaoru's eyes widened and she even started to breathe cautiously...
In the room, Asaba Rika was approaching Shen Yu with a computer, showing him a sketch she had just drawn.
The content of the sketch is that Lance is sleeping on Arya's lap with his eyes closed. Arya lowers her head and looks at Lance affectionately.
"What's so sweet about this..."
Shen Yu looked at the drawing. The clothing, background, hair color, etc. had not been filled in. He really couldn't feel any sweetness based on this simple sketch of inspiration. Besides, sweetness is not something that must be relied on. Can you feel it with your mouth
"Try to imagine it. For example, you are looking at the distant starry sky on the roof. She is humming softly. You are in a relaxed mood. You are resting on the lap of the girl you love, and she reaches out to touch you gently. s hair… "
Asaba Rika didn't know what she was thinking of, and she was fascinated by it.
Chen Yu also tried to imagine, resting on the soft and sweet legs of a certain girl, with the night wind blowing across his face. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that the girl was actually Li Xiang! He was so scared that he didn't dare to think about it any further.
There was no toilet in the room. He stood up and opened the door to go out. As soon as the door opened, Zhang Xiaoru almost lost her balance while holding the door.
"Mom, what are you doing??"
"I... I'm looking for Rika!"
Zhang Xiaoru quickly explained, thinking that the two of them were doing something in the room, but they ended up tinkering with two computers
Unexpectedly, letting Li Xiang live with Chen Yu did not bring him back on track. Instead, he led Li Xiang to the wrong path.
"Are you busy Rika? Do you want to cook dinner with Auntie?"
"Yeah!"
Qian Yulixiang happily followed Zhang Xiaoru to the kitchen to prepare dinner, leaving Shen Yu in confusion.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the dinner is much richer than usual.
When the four of them ate together, Shen Deyou and Zhang Xiaoru were mostly talking to Li Xiang, while Shen Yu kept eating for himself in silence.
After dinner, Zhang Xiaoru took out some incense candles for worshiping the moon, and asked Shen Yu to carry an Eight Immortals table to the balcony, place autumn seasonal fruit mooncakes and other items on it, and worship the moon toward the east when the moon just emerged from the horizon.
In the city, these procedures are naturally simplified. In fact, many families no longer worship the moon.
Asaba Rika is very enthusiastic about this activity, and Zhang Xiaoru is also willing to teach her, like a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, teaching her how to arrange the dishes, how to burn incense and light candles, and how to pray and pray.
Shen Yu was about to go back to his room to continue working when Zhang Xiaoru grabbed him and at the same time put the two movie tickets in his hands, one into his hand and the other into Asaba Rika's hand.
"Don't stay in the room all the time. What are you talking about? Lixiang has come all the way here and she won't be able to go back to the Mid-Autumn Festival this year. You have to take her out for a walk anyway!"
"These two tickets happened to be left over from your father's company's Mid-Autumn Festival welfare gift. I just remembered that you two should go watch it together. It's right over at the Cultural Square. After watching the movie, you can also enjoy the fireworks and lantern show."
"I do not… "
Before Shen Yu could finish his words, he felt the murderous intent in his mother's eyes - the murderous intent directed at his computer.
"I didn't expect there were so many activities... Go, go, I'll take her there right now!"
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