The king of training starting from Sakurasou

This is Qianliu's suggestion.

Oh, then I'll ask Ayano to contact them.

Mashiro took out his cell phone and typed with two fingers like a beginner.

Putting down the business card, Qianlu sighed, she didn't expect that she was originally called The Pet Girl of Sakurasou

As a template, Mashiro changed her personal name to Miss Manager of Chunyuan Manor

The manga was only updated less than half way before it got the chance to be animated.

Maybe it was because the email didn't get a reply, so Mashiro called directly.

After several seconds, the call still wasn't connected.

Then Mashiro persevered and made four, five, 45 calls, quite determined not to give up until the call was answered.

Finally, after dialing the sixth number, the call was finally connected.

Miss, I worked overtime until three in the morning last night. I finally have half a day off today so I can sleep in. Please don't disturb me, okay?

Ayano's sleepy voice came from the other end of the phone.

Ayano, I agree to the animation.

Ah what

Because she was still: half asleep and half awake, Ayano didn’t hear clearly at all.

I'll leave all the animation work to you.

Mashiro repeated it again.

Now Ayano heard clearly: Wait a minute, leave it all to me, but you need to participate in the discussion...

However, Mashiro hung up the phone mid-sentence.

Hey! Zhenbai

Ayano looked at the phone screen with a confused face as the call hung up next to her ear, shrinking into a ball in pain.

Ahhhh!!! Not only was he woken up, but he was also put under a heavy burden. This must be too unlucky.

While Mashiro and Ayano were communicating, Chiliu who was cleaning the room was inevitably amused.

Hearing the conversation between the two, he understood Ayano's pain very well.

But, a good editor must be responsible for his own cartoonists.

Feilu reminds you: collect three things about reading,

Chapter 368 Universal Secretary

It was already past 9:99 when Mashiro's room was completely tidied up, and the originally messy interior was now clean and tidy.

The underwear that is thrown around everywhere is stored in the cabinet, including the type, style, and color.

So far, Chiryu has no feeling at all when seeing Mashiro's underwear, just like looking at her younger sister Kobato's, treating it as ordinary fabric.

Of course, if the scene were changed, it might have a different effect.

Okay, let's go down.

Mashiro went downstairs holding a shojo manga in one hand. The living room had been cleaned by Misaki. Kobato and Rikka, who had helped a little along the way, were lying on the kotatsu with happy smiles on their faces.

Oh, breakfast is ready!

A girl's voice came from the kitchen.

As expected of Misaki, her movements were so fast. When Qianliu glanced over, she was wearing an apron, dividing the baked toast into plates, and adding seasonings.

Miss Misaki, I want the blood of a virgin to be the embellishment of my tribute!

Kobato raised his right hand and declared.

Oh oh oh, do you understand the blood of a virgin?

High-spirited nature: Misaki made a gesture, took out ketchup from the refrigerator and spread it on Kobato's toast.

Where's Chihiro?

While having breakfast, Qianliu noticed that there were few people there.

She just came back at 5:55 this morning. She is probably still sleeping.

After taking a few bites of toast, Misaki split the fried eggs with a fork.

Is it.

The first one to finish his breakfast, Qianliu took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth: Hey...!!!, Misaki, please leave Mashiro in your care today. I will go to the studio later.

No problem, don't worry.

If he hadn't known that Misaki was quite reliable to some extent, and that Mashiro basically wouldn't run around, Qianliu would never be so reassured.

After making arrangements, I said goodbye to the girls, left Sakurasou alone, and got on the tram to the nearest platform to the studio. I arrived at my destination in just ten minutes.

First, he checked the progress and quality at the animation branch, and after confirming that there was nothing weird and that there were no problems with the workload of some outsourced work, Qianliu's second step was to go to the office.

This place is almost on the right track. Without Qianliu having to worry about it, there are voice actors coming over to sign contracts, including some young girls who are eager to debut as idols.

There are sweet bullets

As templates, they often appear in variety shows and interviews recently. Their exposure rate is relatively high, and their popularity has already surpassed the scale of underground performances.

What's more, even Sakurajima Mai has signed a contract here. Even though she can't distinguish it, it shows that this club will definitely not be too simple.

I don't pay much attention to the women, and basically leave all the power to the person in charge. The good person in charge does a good job. From time to time, the most evolved ones will report the situation and give a certain plan, which is the easiest among the three departments.

Finally, there is the game department. The world view is still expanding. Pokémon also succeeded in one fell swoop at the beginning of the month and even entered the field of game consoles.

However, what Qianliu is thinking about is not the current 3,..., but the field.

With artificial intelligence technology, he can completely accomplish areas that others cannot.

The so-called games on the market are really too rough, and it’s time for a change.

According to Qianliu's idea, if we follow the steps step by step, it will not be a dream even if we achieve the situation in Sword Art Online. However, to achieve the goal, artificial intelligence will definitely not be able to do it, including the neurological aspects.