Unscientific Love

In 30 days, the income would be between 1.8 and 2 yuan.

We need to quickly find Sister Bibi to make a deal.

Regarding the first question, Ao Ye suggested recruiting a game designer;

The second question is whether the customer service portal can be set to intelligent mode;

The third issue, monetization, also requires a very skilled anime character designer.

When Zhu Zi searched for job postings for the two designers on her phone, she was stunned to find that the salary was at least 1.5 yuan per person per month.

Not to mention that testing is still required.

It's a bottleneck period.

In other words, it's a situation where income doesn't cover expenses.

Old Wu suggested that if all else fails, they could take the project to raise funds; if it were a pre-A round, they could get 50 or even 100 million yuan directly.

This game will definitely survive if it monetizes.

Bamboo nodded in agreement.

Ao Ye thought about it and realized that if this was the case, and they weren't good at designing skins, which required advanced aesthetics and technology, they had no choice but to do it this way.

But they are very confident in their game.

The fully immersive VR game also comes with a free high-tech helmet VR headset, making the experience incredibly enjoyable.

After confirming the direction, everyone divided the tasks:

Bamboo is responsible for updating the gameplay;

Ao Ye was responsible for creating the financing presentation slides;

Old Wu's family has extensive connections, and he was responsible for finding investment institutions.

The group discussed the profit sharing of the game. Ao Ye held 34%, making him the major shareholder, while Zhu Zi and Lao Wu were partners, each holding 33%. Then they went their separate ways to attend to their own business.

"Never forget your youthful ambition, for you once vowed to be the best in the world!"

Striving!

Ao Ye clenched his fists, encouraging himself and gritting his teeth.

I can definitely do it!

Chapter 249: The Dance Troupe Girls in Ancient Style and Red Shadows!

The sky was bright and clear at 5:30 pm.

Ao Ye sprinted across ten streets and through five traffic lights, arriving breathless just in time at the entrance of the UFO Studio for the girl group talent show "Made in China 505," located at No. 666 Boyuan Road, Nanjiang City.

Looking at the large broadcasting center, with handsome men and beautiful women standing bustling around the entrance, it felt as if I had entered a dimensional palace.

A cool, dark-style man, wearing sunglasses and a small black crossbody bag, clutched two freshly bought ice creams—one strawberry and one vanilla—the favorite of twin-tailed sweet girls. He hid in the shadows as if afraid they would melt, his eyes anxiously watching the hall marked by a police tape.

"It's time! Why isn't that twin-tailed sweet girl coming out yet?!"

Ao Ye tiptoed to peek inside.

—This won't do. If the girl with twin tails comes out and sees Ao Ye with such a cold expression, she'll probably bite him to death.

The teeth marks that this sweet girl used to leave on my arm are still there.

However, inside the UFO Studio lobby, most of the people coming and going were capable-looking people dressed in formal attire and wearing name tags. Occasionally, a few mature or anime-style girls would come and go, which immediately caused a group of otaku girls waiting outside to cover their mouths and gasp in surprise.

After Ao Ye looked around, something seemed off.

Why are all the fans cheering for me female?

Where are the male fans?

These days, are all the guys staying home playing video games and forgetting to appreciate pretty girls up close?

"You can't just see these elegant ladies on TV. You'll only know how beautiful they are in real life once you see them in person!"

Those pairs of tight, perfectly fitted legs, though each unique, were a feast for the eyes.

[Ao Ye]: Where is everyone?

With 17:40 PM approaching, Ao Ye couldn't resist sending a message.

Next to the UFO Broadcasting Center is a narrow river. At the entrance of the broadcasting center, apart from several stalls selling support items and crowds gathered around the support area where fans held up light boards, the rest of the place was filled with couples strolling hand in hand along the riverbank.

Some couples even went so far as to stand on the riverbank and kiss passionately, ignoring everyone else—but it has to be said that this place has a very romantic feel to it, just like on the banks of the Seine.

The girl leaned against the tall, seemingly freshly painted red railing, her slender arms stretched out behind her, her right leg clad in white stockings and white high-heeled sandals, the thin heel wedged into the steel pipe under the railing. She grabbed the man in front of her and threw him onto her chest.

.........

"Pfft~"

Ao Ye could even hear that subtle sound.

Wow, they're showing off their love online!

The girl seemed afraid of being seen, so she pretended to look around, then lowered her head, cupped the boy's face, and kissed him on the lips.

But soon, a series of hurried footsteps were heard in the studio.

Ao Ye only sensed a sweet, milky scent.

Then came a girl's voice as clear as a lark's: "Waaaaah! Ao Ye!"

It seems to be moving very fast.

Ao Ye's gaze had just shifted from the couple passionately kissing on the riverside railing when he thought to himself, "These days, girls are becoming more and more proactive in pursuing their love."

That's a good thing.

Then, a sweet girl dressed in ancient red rushed over.

Ao Ye was stunned for a moment when he saw the other party about to jump on him.

Ao Ye instinctively caught her with both hands, and the sweet girl in the ancient red dress jumped up like a high jumper.

"Ao Ye! Ao Ye, you're here! Waaaaah! Waaaah!"

A delicate, ancient-style body jumped up and rubbed against Ao Ye's chest, pressing her face against his chest and pounding his arms with her hands.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ao Ye, how many days has it been since you last saw Chu Chu??"

This is not counting.

Just as Ao Ye was about to answer, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck!

Fuck!

I got bitten.

This sweet girl in ancient red robes seemed to be both furious and extremely excited, relentlessly rubbing against Ao Ye!

"Get down, get down, get down! You're going to collapse the ice cream!"

Ao Ye felt annoyed. If he hadn't reacted quickly and caught the sweet girl in the ancient red dress with his arm, he would have been furious.

I'm afraid the ice cream has already melted.

"Hehe, there's ice cream to eat!"

Upon hearing that it was ice cream, the girl in the ancient-style red dress immediately revealed a sweet smile, and her pair of pink legs, adorned with a red and white butterfly-shaped skirt, fluttered playfully twice.

Ao Ye squatted down, holding the little sweet girl in his arms.

The sweet girl then released her grip on Ao Ye's neck, took a step back with one leg to the left and one to the right, and then looked down at the two ice creams.

"Eek!"

If the ice cream hadn't been handled in time, it probably would have broken off. Just as the strawberry cream was about to fall to the ground, the little girl opened her mouth and swallowed it.

"Ahhh! It's so cold! So cold, so very cold!"

A chill ran straight from my throat to my brain.

Standing up, the sweet-looking girl in the ancient red dress stood there, pouting and fanning her cherry lips rapidly with her right hand, as if trying to cool herself down.

Then, after she finished licking it all down, she stared blankly at the lipstick marks all over Ao Ye's face, then covered her mouth and bent over laughing.

"Oh! You're blaming me for being late yourself."

Ao Ye glanced at the sweet girl in front of him. Although his eyes were filled with disdain, he couldn't help but take off his sunglasses. His sharp gaze was drawn to the stunningly beautiful girl before him.

She was 1.63 meters tall with bangs, and the tops of her two ponytails were wrapped with red gauze, with a touch of white at the end.

The outer garment was a red openwork gauze dress, resembling a shawl, over which she wore a fitted red and white short skirt. The hem of the skirt also featured a red and white butterfly design, creating a graceful and flowing effect.

But the most striking detail was her pair of red canvas shoes with straps. Two thin ropes extended from the back of each shoe, binding her calves into the shape of a diamond-shaped tortoise shell.

Ao Ye took a look and exclaimed, "Wow, she looks exactly like a graceful young girl in ancient Chinese style!"

Looking at this sweet girl with pigtails, Ao Ye felt as if he had traveled back to a certain dynasty and met this delicate young woman.

"It's just that Ao Ye isn't good! Ao Ye, what do you think of Chu Chu's outfit?"

The sweet girl hooked her foot back, flicked the red ribbon with her fingers, and grinned at Ao Ye.

"The spirited girls in the ancient style dance troupe are even cuter and more lively than before. Their makeup is exquisite, their costumes are eye-catching, and they are so beautiful that Ao Ye didn't even recognize them just now."

Ao Ye showered him with praise.

I felt that everyone would love this sweet and charming girl's look, and I figured she'd be a hot commodity after the performance and become a huge star. So I asked, "Is this your costume for today's performance?"

Looking at the thin red ribbon, Ao Ye couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia, remembering how Chu Chu used to like this kind of outfit.

Perhaps the girl with twin ponytails naturally likes these things, and when choosing songs, she directly selected them.

"Yes, yes, Chu Chu reserved a ticket for Ao Ye. He can just sit in the third row at the event."

After saying that, the sweet girl with pigtails lowered her head and took out a neatly folded ticket from the waistband. She looked at Ao Ye's eyebrows and expression with her bright eyes, and then handed it over.

"You spent your own money again?"

Ao Ye asked.

"No, each of the young ladies participating in the competition has a ticket for their family, but it's always just one of their parents. There's a family area on site. How about that? The organizers are quite considerate, right?"