Reborn not to be a beast of burden, I set the rules.

她看了眼时间，在群里发了一条公告：「【群公告】事件统一格式：触发条件（1-2句）+事件内容（3-5句）+结局（1句），每半小时3:50/4:50收稿，不合格会标注修改意见，大家抓紧！」

He added, "[Submission Reminder] All submissions will be sent to the designated folder at 3:50 PM, with a deadline of 4:50 PM. Submissions that are not up to standard will be sent to you privately for revisions. Don't forget!"

At 3:50, people started sending files in the group, and Xu Wei saved them one by one.

At exactly four o'clock, she called out again, "It's time! Those who haven't sent it yet, hurry up!"

Two minutes later, the files were complete. She glanced at the folder; twenty-three entries.

She opened the document and began to review it.

She corrected two of the triggering conditions that were written incorrectly.

One of the messages was too long, so she deleted two sentences.

One of the entries was so badly written that she sent the person a private message: "Rewrite this one, it's too weak."

The other party replied with "ok".

After revising about ten lines, she packaged the final version and sent it to Ye Ming separately on QQ.

"The initial review is complete. There are twenty-three articles. Take a look."

Ye Ming opened the file and scrolled down line by line.

Zhang Jian's descriptions of the daily lives of sports students are vivid and evocative.

Chen Yu's writings about those little things are delicate and touching.

Sun Cheng's points are reliable.

Zhao Kai is fast, but some of his moves are indeed weak, so Xu Wei needs to keep a closer eye on him.

Ma Teng's post, while imaginative, was a bit formatted...

Then he replied to Xu Wei: "Okay, keep an eye on a few of the ones that are of average quality and revise them. Overall, this batch is pretty good."

After sending the message, he looked up at Xu Wei, his gaze lingering on her reddened earlobes.

Was this girl doing it on purpose?

He looked away again and continued staring at the screen.

She forwarded the file to Zhang Yuan, adding, "Senior, this is a new batch, please help update it."

Zhang Yuan replied with an "ok" and deleted a space in the code.

Chen Rui stood to the side, glanced at the screen, and suddenly said, "The issue with spaces in the event ID can be fixed by adding an input validation. The next time a user enters it, the space will be automatically removed, and the bug will not occur again."

Zhang Yuan looked up at him, paused for a moment, and then nodded: "Okay, I'll add it."

Chen Rui didn't speak, pursed his lips, moved closer to the computer, and focused his gaze on the code.

Several male students from the Computer Association were playing a lively game in front of the computer by the window.

"Hey hey hey, this round I'm picking a weird attribute: maxed out looks, zero intelligence!"

"Then you will die."

"So what if I die? Let's see how I die."

The text on the screen was flashing, and the game ended quickly.

"Holy crap, 'You entered the entertainment industry because of your looks, but you can only play pretty faces, and after three years you're washed up and two million in debt'... Who wrote this?"

Someone nearby laughed, "That's so mean! Did Ma Teng write this?"

Ma Teng, without even looking up, shouted from a distance, "I wrote it, so what?"

The group burst into laughter.

Another game begins.

"Hey, there's something wrong with this event triggering," a boy pointed at the screen. "The conditions are clearly met, so why isn't it triggering?"

Li Yue leaned over for a look, then turned and called out, "Zhang Yuan, come take a look, is this a bug?"

Zhang Yuan walked over, looked at the code, then at the event configuration, and frowned: "The event ID is wrong; there's an extra space when calling it."

He turned back to his seat, tapped a few times, and said, "All done."

The boy refreshed the page and started a new game, which triggered the event.

Chen Rui stood on the periphery of the crowd, staring at the ending on the screen: "Maximum good looks, zero intelligence," his fingers unconsciously rubbing the seam of his pants.

Suddenly, he pointed to the screen and said, "Ye Ming, we can add a 'beauty score ≥ 10' condition to trigger this event. Otherwise, it's too easy to trigger and it disrupts the balance."

Ye Ming looked up at him and smiled: "Brother Rui is right, we'll have Zhang Yuan revise it later."

Chen Rui didn't speak, pursed his lips, and moved further in front of the computer.

Li Yue laughed beside her, a handful of sunflower seeds in her hand, cracking them open as she said, "Are you guys here to test things out or just to have fun?"

"Let's test and play at the same time," several people said in unison.

Li Yue shook her head and leaned against the table to continue watching the excitement.

The game is much better than it was a month ago.

The event unfolded smoothly, and the writing was interesting. The post about the washed-up celebrity was written in a sarcastic way, but it did evoke vivid imagery.

Chen Rui glanced at Ye Ming in the corner.

The man was looking down at the code, occasionally jotting down notes in his notebook.

Xu Wei had just finished sending him a file, and Ruan Xing was eating potato chips and chatting with Xu Wei. The whole computer room was bustling, but orderly despite the chaos.

He recalled that a month ago, this person came to the computer lab for the first time, stood at the door and asked if he could learn programming. At the time, he thought it was a liberal arts student's business and casually dismissed him.

Chen Rui looked away and continued staring at the screen without saying a word.

4:30 PM.

Ruan Xing stared at the three lonely lines of text on the screen, then glanced at the dozen or so lines that Zhao Kai had typed out next to her. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, hesitant to put them down.

She deleted and rewrote, rewrote and deleted, but in the end, the document still only contained those few dry sentences.

My heart feels like it's stuffed with cotton, making me feel suffocated.

She sighed, closed her laptop, and got up to leave.

Nobody noticed her.

About ten minutes later, the door was pushed open again.

Ruan Xing walked in carrying a large bag, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, and the tip of her nose glistening.

A blast of cool air hit her face, and she squinted comfortably.

She didn't say anything, but started putting things on everyone's table.

She first walked over to Ye Ming and placed a cup of milk tea next to him.

Ye Ming looked up at her, and she smiled without stopping.

She then walked over to Xu Wei, placed a cup on her plate, and whispered, "I bought this one with less sugar on purpose, so it won't make you fat."

Xu Wei paused for a moment, then whispered, "Thank you." Ruan Xing waved her hand.

Then came Zhang Yuan, Li Yue, Zhao Kai, Zhang Jian, Chen Yu, Sun Cheng, Ma Teng, Chen Mo...

One cup per person, some are milk tea, some are cola, and they are placed one by one.

Ma Teng took the Coke and exclaimed dramatically, "My savior!"

Ruan Xing rolled her eyes at him, then smiled and put down a cup.

Chen Yu whispered "thank you," and Ruan Xing replied, "You write slowly, drink some sweet drinks to nourish your brain."

Chen Yu paused for a moment, then smiled, pursing his lips.

After filling the bag once, it was empty. She kept a cup for herself and held it in her hand.

Li Yue, holding a cup of milk tea, leaned close to Zhang Yuan and whispered, "Ruan Xing is quite a girl."

Zhang Yuan nodded, a bright smile on his face.

The keyboard clattering continued, but the atmosphere was more relaxed than before.

Ruan Xing walked over to Ye Ming with the milk tea and whispered, "Ye Ming, I can't write very well..."

She paused, then added, "But when I looked at Sister Xu Wei's documents, she always listed 'campus scene + real emotions' when writing about events. I tried listing them too. Do you think mine is okay?"

Ye Ming took her document, glanced at it, and nodded: "The idea is right, take your time writing it, it will definitely work."

Ruan Xing's eyes lit up, and she ran to Xu Wei's side: "Sister Xu Wei, Ye Ming said my approach is correct! Can you teach me how to make the scene more realistic?"

Xu Wei looked up at her bright eyes and smiled, "Sure, I'll teach you when I have time later."

Ruan Xing nodded, leaned back in her chair, and started drinking her milk tea, her eyes crinkling into crescents.

The afternoon sun outside the window gradually slanted westward, turning from golden yellow to orange-red, falling on the keyboard, then slowly climbing onto the computer case, and finally disappearing.

Someone got up to pour water, and the sound of their footsteps was particularly clear in the quiet server room.

The air conditioner occasionally makes a "click" sound, then continues to hum.

Around 6 p.m., the sky began to darken.

The sound of keyboards clicking in the computer room gradually subsided.

Some people stretched, some rubbed their wrists, and the sound of keyboards clicking decreased from frequent to occasional clicks.

The air conditioner was still blowing cold air, but the heat outside the window had subsided a bit, and the sky had turned into a lukewarm gray-blue.

Ye Ming glanced at the time and closed his laptop. "That's about it. Let's call it a day. Everyone's worked hard. Shall we go eat together?"

Li Yue was the first to respond: "Sure, I'm starving."

Ma Teng stood up and exclaimed dramatically, "I'm so hungry I could swallow a whole cow!"

Zhang Yuan nodded, and was the last to stand up. He glanced at the code on the screen, then at Ye Ming, and nodded.

Ruan Xing was the most enthusiastic: "Which cafeteria should we go to? I know a new spicy hot pot restaurant opened on the second floor of Taoyuan Cafeteria, it's so delicious! It's my treat today!"

Xu Wei put away her notebook, glanced at Ye Ming, and didn't say anything, but the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

Ye Ming said, "You're treating, I'll pay."

She was scammed out of her money; how could I let her pay?

Ruan Xing was taken aback: "Huh? No way, I said I was treating..."

Ye Ming ignored her and turned to leave.

A group of people packed their things and walked out, chatting and laughing.

When someone turns off their computer, you can see a person's reflection on the screen the instant it goes black.

The door was pushed open, and the heat from the corridor rushed in, clashing with the air conditioning.

Someone said, "It's quite hot outside," and then the footsteps faded into the distance.

Wang Chao just came back from outside.

He walked to the vicinity of the dormitory building and saw a group of people pouring out of the gray building from afar.

He hadn't paid any attention at first, but his gaze suddenly stopped when he swept over the area.

Ye Ming was walking at the very front.

Two people were walking beside Ye Ming.

On the left is Xu Wei. She wears a light pink cardigan, her long hair flows like waves, and she exudes a bright and radiant aura as she walks.

On the right is Ruan Xing. He's wearing a black leather jacket, sunglasses perched on his forehead, and is thin; his eyes crinkle into crescents when he smiles.

The two people walked beside Ye Ming, one on the left and one on the right.

Xu Wei occasionally glanced at him, without saying a word, but walked very close to him.

Ruan Xing chattered on and on, laughing as she spoke.

A group of people followed behind, chatting and laughing.

Wang Chao stood there, stunned.

He stared at the group of people, and at Ye Ming, who was walking at the front and surrounded by two girls, for several seconds.

He clenched his fists, feeling a mix of bitterness and resentment in his heart. How could he manage to do something so big and have so many people following him?

It was just a word game on a webpage, he gritted his teeth, turned around and quickly went back to his dormitory.

As he walked down the stairs, he took out his phone, opened QQ, scrolled through several entrepreneurship exchange groups he had joined before, paused on the screen, then opened his browser and searched for "2009 college student entrepreneurship projects".

The light from the screen reflected on his face, a mixture of bitterness and resentment.

"Why can he do it, but I can't?"

He gripped his phone tightly, secretly determined to find a reliable project so he could shine in the crowd.