"That song "Summer Shadow" is so exciting! With such a warm song, the game atmosphere of "air" will also look very fulfilling."

"I guess it's like "Clannad", with a happy early stage and a painful middle stage, and a magical grand perfect ending at the end!"

"Hahaha, I'm really looking forward to it. I plan to have fun all night on the New Year!"

Yanjing, the two teenagers were talking excitedly while walking past Wu Lin. Wu Lin looked back at the two teenagers, shook his head gently, and sighed in his heart: "It's a perfect egg, the ending of this game is super abuse. Teacher He Xi is not as kind as you think!"

Wu Lin is an artist in the game production department of Phoenix Company. He is now standing in front of a hotel and hesitating whether to go in.

After many years, he had just returned home and received an invitation from a high school class reunion. Wu Lin was not conspicuous at all in high school, and he did not get good at the college entrance exam, and his contact with his high school classmates was broken early... If his mother hadn't forced him to come, he wouldn't really want to come to such a place now.

"Why don't you go back... Just find an excuse to tell my mother that she is here." Wu Lin thought so, and was about to turn around, but a hand suddenly slapped his shoulder: "Oh, Wu Zi, it's been a long time since we saw each other!"

He was startled and looked back and found a familiar and unfamiliar face.

"Brother Qing?"

"It's me, you kid is so easy to recognize. If you haven't seen each other for so many years, your appearance has not changed at all!" Wang Qinglei laughed. He was Wu Lin's deskmate in high school and also a pistachio in the class. He has very strong communication skills and is not unfamiliar with anyone: "Come on, come in with me. Why do you always change your mobile phone number? You can't find you."

Wu Lin smiled bitterly: "I went to Ninghai to work after graduating from college, and went to Su Hua again last year, and there was no way..."

Seeing Wang Qinglei's familiar look, his uneasiness disappeared a lot, so he naturally followed him into the hotel.

"You haven't graduated from college for three years, so why do you change jobs everywhere? Didn't I say you, you will have a future if you work in the same place for a long time?" Wang Qinglei said: "Do you still remember the two talented men and women in our class? Huang Lei learned to contribute to painters in college, and she went in smoothly after graduation. Now she can hold a personal art exhibition."

"That boy Hou Li is too wild. He gave up his job and jumped around since last year. Now he has become an unemployed vagrant..."

Wu Lin chose art subjects in high school and painted, so the classmates in the class are all moving towards painting. He felt that a person who painted games had no future, but he didn't expect that the talented man in high school would be even more disappointed.

"What about you, what are you doing?" he asked Wang Qinglei.

"I'm a teacher, don't you know?" Wang Qinglei laughed at himself, and then sighed: "I chose the wrong career when I was young, and there was no way out for painting. Except for Huang Lei's few who have developed better, the rest are not doing well. Most of them have become art teachers."

Wu Lin was suddenly surprised. There was a senior in college who was a hacker. After graduation, he went to Phoenix Company to work as a painter, so he didn't know much about the ways out of other people who studied painting. In fact, there were many people studying painting in China, but there were relatively few jobs. It would be difficult to find a job after graduation if you didn't study well.

"By the way, you haven't told me what you're doing?"

Wang Qinglei turned his head and asked.

"I...I'm painting a text adventure game..." Wu Lin blushed a little. This is really not a good thing to praise. They learned serious paintings at the beginning. The comic style of text adventure games can be said to be a betrayal of tradition in the eyes of people who learn to draw.

"Hey! Not bad!" However, unexpectedly, Wang Qinglei showed envious eyes: "Writing adventure is the style of comics? I also wanted to develop in this aspect before, but I really couldn't turn it around."

Although traditional paintings and comics are both paintings and have some similarities, this does not mean that everyone who learns to draw can draw comics. There are many qualified painters who draw comics that are not even as beautiful as those beginners.

Wu Lin was surprised by Wang Qinglei's answer: "Don't you discriminate against those of us who paint comics?"

"Why discriminate? We are not arrogant students. Now that we have a society, it is the best reason to make money." Wang Qinglei smiled and said, "Comics are a good thing. In recent years, it has brought hope to many painters who can't eat. Moreover, the salary is also high, which is more than a teacher like me. By the way... how much can you get in a month?"

“Not much, more than 7,000…”

Wu Lin did not hide it. He was just an ordinary painter. His salary was also considered ordinary in the painter group of Phoenix Company.

But Wang Qinglei was stunned: "7000! Damn... Not much? You guy is playing tricks on me!"

He glared at Wu Lin viciously. He worked hard as a teacher and only had more than 3,000 yuan in a month. The other party doubled! Moreover, for professions like game artists, there will definitely be a lot of dividends and bonuses, and the average may be nearly 10,000 yuan... White-collar workers only have this salary!

"There are indeed not many 7000 in the group of painters in Phoenix Company." At this time, another young man walked in. He walked to the two of them with a smile, and then stretched out his hand to Wu Lin and said, "Wu Lin, I just received the notification from Ninghai Animation Department a few days ago, and I will be your colleague in the future..."

Wu Lin and Wang Qinglei were both stunned.

"Hou Li? What did you say just now?" Wang Qinglei first reacted: "Phoenix Company? Do you say Wu Lin works in Phoenix Company?"

"Yes, I heard it just now... You said I am an unemployed vagrant, right? Haha, I have found a new job now." Hou Li said proudly: "The animation department of Phoenix Company is responsible for the production of "Pokemon". I have defeated hundreds of people to enter. How about it, it's amazing!"

Unfortunately, Wang Qinglei ignored him. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Wu Lin: "You just said about the adventure game of drawing texts? Could it be that you drew "Air" that just came out today?"

"Uh... I'm just involved in the production." Wu Lin was so stared at him that he was a little nervous when he spoke.

"Damn it! So, did you also participate in the previous games of "Clannad"?"

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong, brother, you actually asked me what's wrong!" Wang Qinglei scratched his hair and said bluntly: "You didn't read my Weibo. I am a big fan of Teacher He Xi's game! Stop talking, hurry up and tell me some of "air"... And "Xia Ying", do you have a backup of that song?"

Wang Qinglei grabbed Wu Lin's hand and walked quickly towards the hotel private room.

"Parase, you kid is actually a painter at Phoenix Company! Why didn't you say it earlier? It's a big loss... I thought I could not buy the collector's version of "Clannd" after five hours in the game store. If I had known you, I would have asked you to get it!"

"By the way, is there a collector's version of "Air" released this time? I want to buy one, oh, no, two!"

The figures of the two quickly disappeared into the hall.

Hou Li stood there blankly, his hand still stretched out: "I said, do you want to ignore me so much..."

"Puff..." He heard a laugh from behind, and when he looked back, he was a pretty woman.

"Oh, talented girl, you have time to attend the class reunion!" Hou Li immediately withdrew his hand and smiled awkwardly: "Why aren't you going to hold an art exhibition today?"

"It's useless to hold it. I am a young artist. It's a great blessing to hold it once every half a year. Even if it's held, there are not many people watching it." Huang Lei shook her head and smiled, then stretched out her hand and said, "In comparison, I admire you, Hou Li... Congratulations on your dream come true and you have entered Phoenix Company."

Hou Li was stunned again, then reached out and grabbed it: "I can't hide anything from you."

Others think that Hou Li is changing jobs all over the year, but in fact, his goal has always been to Phoenix Company. Hou Li is a very talented artist, but because of his talent, he was even more painful when he transformed into drawing comics. After a year of wrong paths, he has only been on the right track now.

"With national policy support, comics will be a gold industry in the future. I don't have the accuracy of your vision, otherwise I should have transformed a few years ago..." Huang Lei said withdrew her hand.

"It's not too late to transform now. It's too difficult for the Chinese painting industry to get to power. It's a waste of time when you are there." Hou Li smiled and said, "It's better to come here early and work towards the "island" with me... Teacher He Xi in the comics industry is a great devil who can explore history. I don't know how many painters want to follow him to bathe in glory. If you don't transform earlier, you will have no chance in the future."

"Now the painters' Demon King City has not been formed yet. If you don't fight, you will definitely regret it!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!