Otherworldly Architect

When Mingyan wanted to explain something, the punk girl's mother suddenly appeared.

"Damn girl! It's making noise outside again!"

The woman came over and pinched the punk girl's ear.

It seemed that she had come a long way, and the tip of her nose was red from the cold.

The punk girl cried out in pain, "I am music! Music!"

"Something no one appreciates! What the **** are you doing!" Her mother was ruthless and dragged her outside the abandoned garage, "My father and mother helped you go to college and buy musical instruments for you. Study hard, go to the music hall, find a stable and decent job - not for you to hang out with homeless people in this **** place!"

Ming Yan: "...Wait, let me introduce myself first—"

He took the business card out of his pocket.

However, the punk girl struggled for a while, and just knocked Ming Yan's business card off again.

"He's not a tramp! He's my soulmate!" the girl roared, "He's someone who understands music! And you don't understand anything!"

Her mother was about to die of anger, holding a stick, chasing and beating her all the way.

The two ran wildly one after the other, and they were all very familiar with this street, and they disappeared in an instant.

Ming Yan chased him for a while, but he couldn't catch up, so he had to go back to the garage.

On the automatic musical instrument used by the girl, the word "V.V" was drawn with a crayon, which may be her code name or stage name or something.

Mingyan took a picture of the words, and then squatted beside him.

He waited here for a long time, but he never saw the girl come back.

—It's over, maybe locked up at home by her guardian.

Then, Ming Yan knocked on the doors of several nearby houses to ask.

But they didn't know where the girl was from and how to get in touch.

It seemed that the rock-style music was too disturbing, and the girl had to run for several kilometers to find such an abandoned garage to practice.

I didn't even take a picture of her just now.

However, the voice recorder recorded the last segment.

Ming Yan sighed and had to ride his small electric wheel again.

Ming Yan returned home with a heavy heart.

That piece of music shocked him, and it kept circling in his mind.

He didn't even notice his adoptive parents' hesitant expression, and went upstairs directly.

After a while, Ming Yan still decided to find the girl.

The next game he wanted to make was exactly that feeling—the urge to push through all obstacles and give it your all.

It's just that I haven't found the right musician before.

Now that it has been found, it is absolutely impossible to let the cooked duck fly like this!

After many days, Ming Yan re-logged in to his account.

[@Tiny work: Notice of missing persons! Looking for an independent musician in his twenties. Female, about 20 years old, about 1.6 meters, mainly composed of rock-style music. Here are the relevant clues. (Picture: "V.V" in colored pencil) (Link: A rock fragment sung by a punk girl)]

After hesitating for a while, Ming Yan added a reward to his tracing notice.

Those who retweet have a chance to win a thousand yuan by lottery, and those who provide clues can get 10,000 yuan.

Find someone directly and offer a reward of 100,000! And thank you in the name of Bluestar Studio!

Ming Yan has not been on a social networking site for a long time because of his work.

His account was so idle that it was about to grow grass, and the little red dot of 9999+ popped up as soon as he entered.

During this period, Blue Star's games were all working hard, and as Blue Star's chief architect, Ming Yan's account spontaneously gathered a large number of Blue Star fans.

Although the studio is small, the games are all high-quality products, so the player base is very loyal.

They call themselves "Little Stars".

As soon as this blog was published, it suddenly shocked fans.

【Damn! You know how to come back! I really want to arrest you in the little black house, you are not allowed to go out without handing over the new game! 】

【Looking for a musician? Is Blue Star recruiting people? I'm graduating soon, is there any school recruitment channel? Is there any, I beg for a chance! 】

[Passing by to help expand. 】

[The next version of "League of Legends"! Said it was posted last month! You bounced! I'm dying if I can't play the new job, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 】

[It’s fine if you don’t update the next version, can you explain why you cut the swordsman? The second skill is directly cut off! 】

As soon as Mingyan swiped his blog, the news of the blockbuster "urging more" came.

It just makes my scalp tingle.

Sometimes the games you make yourself are so popular that it's really a sweet burden.

Fortunately, fans of "Minecraft" can accept the reality very well, after all, it is an independent game made by one person...

They are now afraid of making other games, and they will not continue to update "Minecraft", and they are kissing and holding high every day.

In contrast, it is simply a little angel!

However, at least this blog is popular, so there is still hope of finding someone.

Ming Yan comforted himself, and was about to turn off the phone, but found that Xia Cheng was also calling.

Ming Yan picked up the communication: "Hello?"

"Are you looking for someone as soon as you come back?" Xia Cheng said.

Ming Yan said: "Yeah, I just heard the right music on the road. I didn't expect people to run away, and now I have to find another way to find someone."

Xia Cheng: "…"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Ming Yan said strangely: "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

Xia Cheng suddenly said quietly: "Do you know? I heard that in ancient times, some very scheming concubines would deliberately sing in the imperial garden in order to gain the emperor's favor, pretending to be a chance encounter. Then the emperor admired her singing, I'll leave her to sleep."

Ming Yan: "...Ah?"

"I just came back from the wilderness with you, and you didn't ask me if I was sick?" Xia Cheng said again.

The topic changed too quickly, Ming Yan was at a loss and said, "Are you okay?"

Xia Cheng forcefully took a breath and said, "I have a cold."

Isn't it awesome when you go into the river to fish with your shirtless!

Can't hear any nasal sounds now!

Mingyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Then you have a good rest and drink more hot water."

If Ming Yan could see Xia Cheng's expression at this time, he would definitely be attracted by that deep dimple.

Obviously, the little lion of the Xia family is not happy.

Xia Cheng's tone was even more resentful and said, "Do you need me to help you find someone?"

Ming Yan said: "I'll wait for the news."

"Oh, if you find that concubine..." Xia Cheng said, "No, I mean, if you find that musician, remember to let me know."

Ming Yan: "??" Tell you what? Are you going to poach someone from me?

The second monk was puzzled.

…

Ling Xiaoman had been locked up in the attic all night.

If you don't give her anything to eat or drink, just give her an acoustic guitar and say "if you have the ability, use this thing to support yourself!".

This is a clear sign that she wants her to give up the road of rock and roll.

The population structure of the Sixth Star Province is very complicated. Ling Xiaoman's family all immigrated from the Galaxy Empire next door.

After Ling Xiaoman went to school at the music academy here, he plunged into the pit of retro-style rock and could never get out of it.

She feels like she has found meaning in life!

However, her parents are getting old...not that they can't understand, they just refuse to understand rock.

"No one will admit to this kind of noise! ​​Listening to it makes people hypertensive!" they said. "Why don't you continue learning the keyboard? Why can't you just walk the path of music honestly?"

"This is music! It's my music!" Ling Xiaoman said.

But no one listened to her.

More than once, they broke her piano, stole her discs, and disconnected her internet.

For every minute of rock she sings, they cut her bedroom off for an hour, so the accompaniment couldn't continue.

But Ling Xiaoman was very temperamental, she opened the window and roared outside.

Many of her lyrics were born this way!

It didn't take long for neighbors to come and complain, and Ling Xiaoman's parents had to lock the windows as well.

After a few times, they decided to lock Ling Xiaoman in the utility room in the attic and let her reflect.

Ling Xiaoman dismantled a metal shelf inside and used steel pipes to beat himself.

She firmly believes that as long as people don't die, sooner or later they will have to start.

She yelled downstairs: "Someone likes my music! He said my songs are good, and he wrote the lyrics for me!"

Her mother responded in a louder voice: "That's just a bum! He didn't pay you a penny! Your so-called rock and roll is worthless!"

Her father was also helpless. He knocked on the door and said, "Xiaoman, just listen to your mother once. Retro-style things are too niche. When you graduate, you won't be able to support yourself."

There was a "dang bang" from the other side of the door.

Ling Xiaoman angrily smashed the steel pipe and said, "If you can't live, you can't live! If I don't rock, I'll die!"

So her father was also angry, and was speechless for a while.

The network has been disconnected, Ling Xiaoman dropped his phone angrily.

She smashed a lot of old furniture in the attic and found that the attic windows were not closed.

From this window, she slowly climbed out, then moved down the roof step by step, and finally hugged the telephone pole next to her and slid down silently.

Ling Xiaoman ran away from home!

She didn't eat or drink for a day, and she didn't know where she could go, so she just walked aimlessly, walking.

Suddenly, the two people sitting on the street caught her attention.

"Blue Star Studio is looking for someone? Are you looking for someone?"

"Don't be kidding, I want to join too, but they don't want me. They're looking for talented musicians, listen-"

The soul-stirring music was released from the phone, and the rhythmic drums attracted the attention of many people.

Ling Xiaoman exclaimed "Wow", "Isn't this my song!"

what happened?

The two teenagers also looked over and looked at each other: It can't be so coincidental!

"You...you are the VV that Bluestar is looking for?"

The two teenagers were overjoyed.

There are so many people who forwarded and saw the missing person notice, at least tens of thousands, distributed all over the planet... There are always a few who can hit VV, right?

Didn't expect it was them!

100,000 yuan bonus is already quite a lot.

But what's more important to their students is "Thank you from Bluestar Studio" - what does that mean?

It means that in the job market, when others are shopping for academic qualifications and qualifications, he only needs to say "Blue Star Chief Designer thanked me personally", and he can immediately attract all the attention.

Ling Xiaoman was stunned, she still didn't know the whole story.

The two teenagers in front of them looked like they were smiling, grabbed her and said, "Let's go and find the designer Ming!"

"Designer Ming... Who is it?" Ling Xiaoman asked.

Before the boy could answer, he heard another menacing voice interjected in Hengli—

"Ling Xiaoman! You are more courageous than you are!"

Ling Xiaoman's parents chased after her. Her mother rode a small electric donkey, and she had the aura of being a husband and a husband.

If this is caught again, maybe she won't see the sun for ten days and a half months.

Ling Xiaoman jumped up on the spot, breaking away from the people on both sides and running away.

Humans can't outrun machines, it's obvious.

Fortunately, Ling Xiaoman jumped to a camphor tree by the lake in a hurry, and stumbled onto a clump of tree trunks and fell down.

The camphor branches are lush, but not thick, barely able to support the girl's weight.

Her mother jumped up her feet in a hurry: "You're so good, you bastard! Don't hurry down! You won't be drowned if you fall into the lake in a while!"

Ling Xiaoman screamed: "I won't go down! Even if I, Ling Xiaoman, jumped from here today and drowned in the lake, I would never walk a step with you!"

Ling Xiaoman was worth 100,000 yuan to walk. The two teenagers ran out of breath and rushed to the lake.

At this time, several passers-by also paid attention to the situation on this side and spoke out to persuade Ling Xiaoman.

Someone started making videos.

Someone took out their cell phone and called the police.

The girl's temper is not out of control, she said, "Give me back my electronic keyboard! Give me back my tapes! Otherwise, I'll really let go!"

Her mother's temper was the same, and she said angrily: "If you have the ability, let it go! If you want to go back and make your noise, it's impossible! Why can't you be sober? Can that kind of thing support yourself? You learned it. Have you made a penny for so many years? Does anyone else think this thing is music?"

Ling Xiaoman exclaimed, "There is my uncle!"

"Uncle, you straight thief!"

At this time, the two teenagers also understood. It turned out that Ling Xiaoman's family always disagreed with her doing retro rock.

"Auntie, auntie, wait... Do you know Blue Star Studio?"

Mother Ling was in a rage, and she said without thinking, "I don't know! I don't care if I teach my daughter!"

With a black line on his face, the teenager took out his mobile phone and showed it to her, saying, "That's Blue Star Studio! Look! How many fans!"

Mother Ling glanced at it and couldn't see the string of numbers clearly.

She paused for a while, pointed her fingers one by one, and suddenly felt a little dizzy, and said, "What's the matter, isn't it... 60 million?"

"You counted it wrong! It's 600 million! 600 million followers!" the boy said loudly, "Our local most famous studio, Blue Star Studio! The one who made League of Legends!"

Speaking of the League of Legends, he and his friends were obviously quite familiar with each other, so he couldn't help licking his lower lip.

Ling's mother was a little confused and said, "Does this have anything to do with teaching my daughter?"

The boy said, "Of course it has something to do with it! It's the Blue Star Studio, their boss, the chief designer Ming, is looking for your daughter!"

"Mr. Ming? Who is Mr. Ming?" Mother Ling was wary, "Why are you looking for my daughter!"

The young man couldn't help laughing and crying: "It's Ming—the chief designer—! It's not 'Ming Ming'. He must have taken a fancy to your daughter's musical talent, look!"

He fiddled with the phone, and Ling Xiaoman's singing came from it.

It's true, there's no mistake, that kind of "disturbing" singing is an existence that Ling's mother hates for many years.

She grew her mouth and said, "What's going on? Show me."

Mother Ling flipped over the phone.

Ling Xiaoman, who was hanging on the tree, was also a little confused, and she looked around.

Blue Star Studio?

She has heard of it! Have you ever played Minecraft? But then I was busy fighting with my parents, so I stopped playing.

At this moment, the Interstellar police who received the call to the police finally arrived.

From a distance, Ling Xiaoman was seen hanging on a tree, half of his body stretched out curiously.

The two policemen glanced at each other, quickly pulled out their guns, and shot the electromagnetic restraint device out.

"what!"

With a short scream, Ling Xiaoman... was finally "captured".

…

Ming Yan received a call just after lunch.

"Hey, did you find VV? Okay, thank you very much, I'll go over there!"

He didn't expect that things were going well.

Enthusiastic netizens actually happened to meet a punk girl who ran away from home the next day, and just happened to alarm the police, bringing people into the bureau...

After finishing the transcript, the whole group came out of the bureau—and received a round of criticism and education from the police.

At present, the punk girl Ling Xiaoman, accompanied by her mother, finally came to the site of Blue Star Studio.

After last year's expansion, Blue Star Studio has occupied the seventh and eighth floors.

The space is well managed, but still a bit crowded.

Ming Yan is considering saving up to buy a new office building, but now he has to entertain guests in his office on the seventh floor.

Now the office glass is bright, the place is clean and tidy, and it has the style of a mature studio.

The secretary was already prepared, and tea was placed on the table.

Ming Yan first thanked the two young people who helped him find someone.

As promised, he directly gave a check of 100,000 yuan, and also gave a written thank you letter.

However, one of the young people blushed and said, "Senior! Ah no, Chief Ming! Ah no, Chief Designer Ming! Can you sign me?"

Ming Yan laughed dumbly and said, "Of course you can."

The other was holding his breath, and immediately said: "I, I, I want too!"

Seeing the young man rummaging all over his body, he couldn't find a piece of paper, so he quickly shrank his head and took off his shirt... With a blushing face, he said, "Please sign it for me, in big words! I will never wash it in my life. This is the dress!"

Ming Yan took a marker pen to sign for him, and asked by the way, "You called me senior just now - did you also graduate from the Royal Academy?"

"Yes! I'm a sophomore this year!" The young man stood upright with a proud look on his face, "You are my idol! All my spare time is spent making an RPG game, my dream After graduation, I will be able to enter the Blue Star Studio!"

Mingyan smiled and said, "It's a good thing for young people to have dreams, then I wish you success in your studies."

The other young man was more introverted, and looked speechless with excitement.

Ming Yan also encouraged him.

Then he gave them two small pieces, which are "Minecraft" peripheral products - two furry Tintin dolls.

The two looked overjoyed, and they posed together in front of the logo of the Blue Star Studio, eager to jump and walk.

Ming Yan looked at them through the glass.

Suddenly feeling that he was old, he touched his face.

Well, it's still smooth.

It's impossible to grow old, he still has 10,000 games to play, how can he grow old!

Next, Ling Xiaoman's mother and daughter were already waiting in the office.

As soon as Mingyan entered, he saw Ling Xiaoman sitting in the guest seat, with her mother standing behind her...they were exactly the same, looking left and right.

"Oh, is this pen made of pure gold?" Mother Ling whispered.

She picked up the pen given by IPP and looked at it.

At this moment, Ming Yan walked in, and she was so frightened that she dropped the pen on the table.

"Hello, I'm Mingyan, the chief designer of Bluestar Studio."

Ming Yan walked over with a smile and put the pen back in the pen holder.

He shook hands with Mother Ling.

And Ling Xiaoman covered his mouth in shock: "Uncle! You are the uncle!"

Uncle?

Mother Ling looked at Ming Yan—

With fair skin and tender face, with sharp eyebrows and staring eyes, he looks like a handsome man in the oriental classical style. Some people believe that he has just graduated.

Ling's mother slapped Ling Xiaoman's head on the back of her head: "What nonsense is the stinky girl talking about! It's not polite at all! I want to call you little brother!"

Ling Xiaoman: "...Mom, don't you usually hate internet terms the most?"

Mother Ling had cleared her throat, pretended to be calm, and said to Ming Yan, "I already understand the specific situation. They said you were looking for my daughter, so what are you doing?"

Ming Yan said: "It's like this. I ran into your daughter on the road the day before yesterday and was practicing her songs. After listening to it, I was amazed by her music and admired her composition style very much, so I wanted to take the liberty to ask—"

Not finished yet.

Ling Xiaoman suddenly jumped in place and spiraled upwards.

"Hahahahahahaha" graze !! How come you come! The old lady did a six-year dream !! "

Ling Xiaoman has been on the road of retro-style rock for six years. In the past six years, almost no one appreciates her, and no one cares about her music.

This kind of depression and despair is a very fatal blow to the creator.

If it is not true love, how can an eighteen-year-old girl persist to this day?

Rao is Ling Xiaoman's pungent character, and she also has a girlish dream.

For a while, she dreamed of this story every day—

Cinderella finally met her prince one day! The prince was not only her bosom friend, but also brought her into the upper class banquet with his own hands!

Spin, jump, dance with eyes closed.

From now on, her songs will never be heard again!

Under the introduction of the prince, everyone regarded her creation as the music bible, making her famous! Get rich overnight!

Her parents were stunned, they would never call her music "music" again, and would never break her little guitar again!

"Why did you appear! Hahahahaha-"

Ling Xiaoman smiled and cried again for some reason.