She stumbled upon a secret by chance.
Her male coworker was a jazz dancer who performed in bars late at night.
He stood onstage in a tight black T-shirt, hot pants, and ten-centimeter heels.
Chest out, hips thrusting, waving.
His mid-length hair whipped through the flashing neon lights in a carefree arc.
When the show ended, everyone cheered for him. Some men even rushed over to ask for his WeChat.
But during the day, he came to work in a neat, clean shirt and slacks. With his slender waist, he was the best-looking person at the company, and also its coldest, most aloof concept artist.
Later, everyone at the company thought Zhu Xu had an incredibly cool girlfriend.
Zhu Xu: ...
You wouldn't understand the joy of having a gorgeous boyfriend. I'm out.
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Neither Zhu Xu nor anyone on her team could have imagined that the renowned concept artist, a living legend in the industry, would specifically request a transfer to their sorry little project team.
“Xu Cheng'an,” he said, holding out his hand to introduce himself.
“Nice to meet you. I'm Zhu Xu, the team lead on this project,” she said, returning his handshake.
Everyone thought Xu Cheng'an had come to their team to slack off because things hadn't gone well with his previous team.
But only Zhu Xu knew that every day, Xu Cheng'an stayed with her working overtime until one or two in the morning.
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Ever since Xu Cheng'an joined their project team, everyone felt the atmosphere growing more and more oppressive.
The great artist and the team lead could give each other the cold shoulder eight times in a single day over this project.
After the team lead rejected the artist's idea for the ninth time, Liu Lingling decided to pay out of her own pocket to buy milk tea and mend the relationship between her team lead and the genius.
When the milk tea arrived, she carried two cups to the break room to find them.
She had barely stepped outside and turned the corner when she spotted her team lead in a stairwell, holding the genius by the waist and apologizing with her head bowed.
“Wifey, don't be mad. I really like your idea. We can use it to make a game that belongs to just the two of us.”
With that, her team lead carefully tilted her head up and kissed the genius on the lips.
The concept art genius, usually so cool and otherworldly, meekly let her team lead kiss her until her face was flushed with color.
Liu Lingling: ????
Oh no, she'd just stumbled onto some major gossip.
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Three months later, a role-playing game designed to help students learn, made on a budget of only 500,000 yuan, finally launched successfully. Nobody in the industry had paid any attention to this tiny, shabby app, but thanks to its glowing reputation, it made a stunning comeback, earning far more than expected.
The project team received a huge investment from the parent company and was rebuilt. Countless big names from the gaming industry joined the team to advise them on their work.
Their suggestions were more outrageous than the last.
Zhu Xu had just figured out how to phrase her objections to their proposals.
But the aloof beauty sitting beside her pressed her lips together and shot back, “If you're really so capable, then make it your way.”
Just as she collected his concept art collections, he had played an indie game she designed when he was young. From then on, his heart belonged to her.
Super-capable female project lead x beautiful, two-faced male concept artist, a story of testing the waters and mutual pining
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Art design is art, and so is dance.
Game design is art, and so is love.
The two-sided artist is you, me, and every creator with a dream.
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This story involves indie game development.
It is related to Serious Games: games used for education or training, or games with educational value.
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Content warnings:
1. The woman takes the initiative romantically, and the female lead calls the male lead “wifey.”
2. The male lead thinks he looks beautiful in women's clothes, so he loves dressing up and jazz dancing. He's vain.
3. Gender bender, but they take turns topping. This is due to the duality and contradictions in both their personalities.
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I just want to tell a story about two people who love each other's bodies and souls, knowing each other inside and out. Because they are who they are, any way of loving each other feels right.
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Cover text: Love has always been like art. No rational principle can sum it up or show us the way.
From Shi Tiesheng's Notes from a Sickbed
Theme: Be yourself. Someone will love you