After giving their statements, the group came out of the police station—and even received a lecture from the officers.
Currently, punk girl Ling Xiaoman, accompanied by her mother, has finally arrived at the Blue Star Studio's territory.
After last year's expansion, Blue Star Studio now occupies the seventh and eighth floors.
The space was well-managed, but it was still a bit crowded.
Mingyan is considering saving money to buy a new office building, but for now he has to entertain guests in his own office on the seventh floor.
The office now boasts bright, clean windows and a tidy, professional atmosphere, befitting a well-established studio.
The secretary was prepared, and tea was already laid out on the table.
Ming first thanked the two young men in person for helping him find the person.
As promised, they gave him a check for 100,000 yuan and also sent a written thank-you letter.
However, one of the young men blushed and said, "Senior! No, Mr. Ming! No, Chief Designer Ming! Could you please give me your autograph?"
Mingyan chuckled and said, "Of course."
The other person, who had been holding their breath, immediately exclaimed, "Me too! I want one too!"
The young man searched his entire body but couldn't find a single piece of paper. He quickly pulled his head back and took off his shirt... blushing, he said, "Please sign this for me, in big letters! I'll never wash this shirt again in my life!"
Mingyan then took out a marker and signed it for him, casually asking, "You just called me 'senior'—were you also a graduate of the Royal Academy?"
"Yes! I'm a sophomore this year!" The young man stood up straight, looking very proud. "You are my idol! I spend all my spare time working on an RPG game, and my dream is to work at Blue Star Studio after graduation!"
Mingyan smiled and said, "It's a good thing for young people to have dreams. I wish you all the best in your studies."
The other young man was more introverted, looking too excited to speak.
Mingyan also encouraged him.
Then he gave the two of them two small gifts, which were Minecraft merchandise items—two fluffy Tintin monster plush toys.
The two looked overjoyed and even took a photo together in front of the Blue Star Studio logo, practically skipping and jumping as they walked.
Mingyan watched them through the glass.
Suddenly feeling a pang of realization that he was getting old, he touched his face.
Hmm, it's still very smooth.
He can't possibly get old. He still has 10,000 games to play, how could he possibly be old!
Next, Ling Xiaoman and her daughter were already waiting in the office.
As soon as Mingyan entered, he saw Ling Xiaoman sitting in the guest seats, with her mother standing behind her... The two looked exactly alike, both glancing around.
"Oh my, is this pen made of pure gold?" Ling's mother whispered.
She picked up the pen that IPP had given her and examined it closely.
Just then, Mingyan walked in, startling her so much that she dropped her pen on the table.
"Hello, I am Mingyan, the chief designer of Blue Star Studio."
Mingyan smiled and walked over, putting the pen back into the pen holder.
He shook hands with Ling's mother.
Ling Xiaoman covered her mouth in shock: "Uncle! You really are an uncle!"
Uncle?
When Ling's mother saw Mingyan's expression—
With fair skin, delicate features, and striking eyebrows, he was a classic Eastern beauty; people would believe he had just graduated.
Ling's mother slapped Ling Xiaoman on the back of the head: "What nonsense are you spouting, you brat! You have no manners at all! You should call him 'big brother'!"
Ling Xiaoman: "...Mom, don't you usually hate internet slang the most?"
Ling's mother cleared her throat, feigning composure, and said to Mingyan, "I already know the details. They said you were looking for my daughter, so what did you want with her?"
Mingyan said, "It's like this, the day before yesterday I happened to see your daughter practicing a song on the street. After listening to her, I was amazed by her music and greatly admired her compositional style, so I would like to ask—"
He hadn't finished speaking.
Ling Xiaoman suddenly jumped up from the spot, spiraling upwards.
"Hahahaha, holy crap!!! Why are you taking so long?! I've been dreaming about this for six years!!!"
Ling Xiaoman has been immersed in retro rock for six years, and during those six years, almost no one has appreciated her or cared about her music.
This kind of depression and frustration can be a fatal blow to creators.
If it weren't for true passion, how could an eighteen-year-old girl have persisted until today?
Even with Ling Xiaoman's fiery personality, she still has girlish dreams.
For a while, she dreamed about this kind of story every day—
Cinderella finally met her prince one day! The prince was not only her soulmate, but also personally brought her to a high-society party!
Spin, jump, dance with eyes closed.