Chapter 64 A campus festival full of ACG atmosphere requires referees

"It's like this. Waseda University sent me an invitation yesterday, saying that it wanted to invite the Amamiya Foundation to participate in this year's campus festival."

The maid brought a lot of materials. These materials were the same as those given to Izumi Mio's house. From the looks of it, Waseda University's invitation should have invited well-known companies or consortiums in certain fields in the industry, casting a wide net to catch more fish.

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Mio Izumi's father has been engaged in ACG operations for many years and was once a core member of Studio Ghibli. Nowadays, working alone still has some influence.

Originally, the school planned to invite Hayao Miyazaki, but the old man was getting too old and did not want to show up in public to attend these social occasions. Unfortunately, the school had no choice but to downgrade it, step by step, to Izumi Mio's father. He regretted that in previous years

Due to work reasons, I was unable to accompany my daughter to attend the school festival. When this opportunity came up this year, I happily agreed.

In another field, the Amamiya Foundation was the first to be invited. To the surprise of the school, the Amamiya Foundation accepted the invitation.

"It's like what my father would do," Amamiya Chizuru nodded indifferently: "Anyway, he would donate hundreds of millions of research equipment to the school just to make me live more comfortably in the school.

, I definitely don’t care about this little thing.”

"It is said that for this campus festival, Waseda School wants to achieve a scale that is not inferior to that of 'CM'. If it succeeds this year, it will follow this year's process in the future, aiming to increase its social reputation."

Amamiya Chizuru was sitting at the desk, looking through the materials, with three books placed under her buttocks otherwise they would be out of reach. The maid was waiting aside to check for her omissions and fill in the gaps.

CM's full name is Comic Mraket, which is the largest doujinshi exhibition in Japan and even the world. To put it simply, it is the largest comic exhibition in the world and a grand gathering for all two-dimensional fans.

Going to CM to upload your favorite characters or collect stamps is as important to otakus as pilgrims to holy places.

Amamiya Chizuru shook her head slightly when she heard this: "It's a good idea, but it's basically impossible. Although I am a freshman and have never seen the scale of Waseda's campus festival with my own eyes, I have been to CM."

The maid tilted her head, thinking when did this happen?

Could it be before he came to Amamiya's house?

But she has been working in this family for ten years. The eldest lady can't go to a comic convention before she is ten years old, right?

Of course she didn't know this. Chizuru Amamiya would not be absent every year as long as the CM was held, and would go to at least one of the summer and winter exhibitions.

Of course, they're all in disguise, so they won't be recognized just like going to Akihabara to buy some butter.

"With the scale of CM, even if every student in Waseda participates, it won't be enough."

Amamiya Chizuru gave her own opinion, and then asked the maid: "What about the representative you just mentioned?"

"Well, it is said that this year's campus festival will be open to the public, increasing the number of people and booths. As long as you pass the review in advance, you can exhibit your own works on campus, including COS's favorite characters, or self-made comics, novels, and games

Waiting for private works."

The CM exhibition mainly focuses on the sale and display of animation, comics, games, novels, and peripheral self-funded publications. It is understandable that Waseda University wants to benchmark CM and adopt the same type of exhibition content.

But this did arouse the interest of Amamiya Chizuru.

"I actually want to hold a comic exhibition in school that can rival the world's best. I don't know if the school leaders are crazy, or if they finally know how to deal with young people." Chizuru Amamiya smiled.

The maid added: "It is said that this is handled by the student union."

"No wonder, I just said those old men will definitely not understand."

She had met the school leaders. Before school started, she followed her father to visit those people's residences and give them gifts. Those polite words formed a not-so-good memory for her.

"The school has invited many industry authorities as judges to rank the works in each field. The winners will receive prizes. The master said that it is just a gimmick. It will be the same for anyone who goes to the judges. I want you to go, because when the time comes,

There will be many reporters there too..."

The maid recalled Mr. Amamiya's original words in her mind and repeated them to Amamiya Chizuru.

Chizuru Amamiya was very smart and instantly understood what her father was planning.

She pouted, obviously unhappy and didn't want to listen to her father in everything.

The maid looked a little anxious.

In the past ten years, every time the eldest daughter had the idea of ​​​​not dealing with the master, she would show strong rebellious behavior, causing the whole family to be in a state of panic.

One time she even climbed onto the balcony with her sleeves rolled up. Everyone thought she was going to jump off the building and they were so frightened. However, the eldest lady was just angry with the master's discipline and angrily crawled along the balcony to the outside of the wall and pruned her father's hard work.

All the ivy that was maintained was torn apart.

From that time on, all the servants in the Amamiya family knew that the eldest lady was a generous girl, but when something unpleasant happened, she would also use practical actions to express her dissatisfaction.

As for committing suicide...

Amamiya Chizuru definitely doesn't know that. The most despised thing in her life is people who don't cherish their own lives.

So when she saw that Amamiya Chizuru was in a hurry, the maid quickly said: "The master said, as long as you agree to be his representative to increase your social exposure, you can say whatever you want to be a judge. Anyway, you have everything at home."

It doesn’t matter. Even if you have some ideas, you can be as crazy as you want at the school festival. As long as you don’t go too far, the family will take care of it for you... These are the exact words of the master."

It is true that rich people can say such arrogant things, but they will only do so and will not expose what they say to others, unless they are telling their own family members.

Chizuru Amamiya hates this kind of mentality, so she thinks of proving herself in other ways, such as becoming a top-notch designer at a young age through her superb understanding, and signing a contract with a high-end underwear brand without telling her family.

For example, dressing yourself up brightly, improving your temperament, and making yourself attractive comes from yourself rather than your family background...

Anyway, as for Natsume Naoki, he didn't know how deep the background of Amamiya Chizuru was. He just thought that this buttery little lolita was sometimes careless and sometimes as meticulous as a hair. He was very nice.

"I just pick?" Chizuru Amamiya snorted to express her dissatisfaction: "Unless there are judges about the game, there is no need to discuss it."

This was just a casual remark of her dissatisfaction with her father's arrangement. Unexpectedly, the maid seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. She excitedly rummaged through the documents on the table, and then shouted: "There are some, there are some."

Since it is a benchmark CM, of course there is also an exhibition of games produced by individuals! And it is said that the scale is quite large!"

Amamiya Chizuru raised her eyebrows, a little interested... she could be a game judge!

Hey, you have to act reluctantly, otherwise you'll be exposed.

She thought in her heart.

On the other side, Natsume Naoki, who returned home, locked himself in his study and continued to write the game framework. He got a little more inspiration from the movie today.

Mao Asai, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, was browsing the Waseda University on-campus forum. She had nearly a hundred groups added to her LINE account. Others were posting 99+ every minute, but she was 99+ if she didn't look at it for a second.

, the amount of news is terrifying.

As a professional maid who serves her master all the time, she not only has to be proficient in daily necessities, code hacking and even intelligence gathering are compulsory courses.

In addition, Natsume Naoki has no time and no interest in doing these things, so she has to do it.

For example, always pay attention to the confession wall of the campus forum, switch between small and large sizes and pretend to be best friends to confuse potential competitors, and kill all kinds of offensives against Izumi Mio in advance.

For another example, just now, in the endless ocean of information, Asai Mao captured a glimmer of information that might be useful to Natsume Naoki——

At the campus festival in a few months, there will be an exhibition of individual games. The top prizes are divided into works by outsiders and works by students on campus. It seems to be quite rich.

She glanced at the closed door of the study, wondering if she should tell him the news?
Chapter completed!