We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

Zhao Peng yawned and started rambling on and on.

"Coach, we're going to explore future technologies."

"Stop talking nonsense, get in the car and practice reversing into the parking space while it's still cool this morning!"

Coach Li gently patted the car door with a palm-leaf fan, urging it on with a smile.

Shen Anran arrived very early today.

She was wearing a thin white sun-protective garment, with the zipper only halfway up.

Inside was an extremely fitted, pure white sports vest.

Her delicate collarbone was completely exposed to the air.

The already well-developed curves stretched the vest taut.

She wore light-colored denim shorts on her lower body.

A pair of long, fair, and straight legs were on full display.

The calves are well-proportioned with no excess fat.

Youth is pure and innocent, yet it possesses a startling destructive power.

Upon seeing Ye Chen, Shen Anran nodded slightly.

That counts as having exchanged greetings.

Ye Chen walked over, sat down on a small stool under the shade of a tree, and gave her a bright and cheerful smile.

He then leaned against the tree trunk in a languid and casual posture.

Zhao Peng was the first to get on the bus.

Sure enough, the engine stalled several times in a row within two minutes.

However, Coach Li has a very good temper and wasn't angry at all. Instead, he patiently gave instructions from the passenger seat.

"Xiao Zhao, don't panic. You have to slowly lift the clutch little by little."

"Make sure your heels are firmly planted, find the point of partial engagement, take it slow, and you'll get the feel for it after a few tries."

Ye Chen completely ignored the commotion over there.

He pulled out the newly released iPhone 4 from his pocket.

Open the newly packaged "Angry Sparrow" mini-game and continue testing the physics parameters of the fall.

He had to ensure that the distance between the first three water pipes was large enough.

Let the players have a taste of success first.

Then it suddenly narrows, completely breaking people's mentality.

on the screen.

The little yellow pixelated bird kept taking off, crashing to its death, and then taking off again.

Shen Anran sat on a small stool next to her, holding a transparent water glass in her hands.

She was watching Zhao Peng practice driving.

But before they knew it, their gazes were firmly locked onto what was in Ye Chen's hand.

It was a black, rectangular device.

The front is made entirely of glass, with only one round button.

There is no numeric keypad.

There is no 3x3 grid.

The screen's display was astonishingly good, with colors so vibrant they seemed completely out of this era.

She watched for a while, and finally couldn't resist.

"What is this?"

Shen Anran's voice was very soft, filled with intense curiosity.

Ye Chen stopped what he was doing, turned to look at her, and smiled gently.

"cell phone."

Shen Anran looked puzzled, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"A cell phone?" Although the two of them went to buy it together, they put it away immediately after inserting the SIM card, so she naturally didn't recognize it.

"How will you type without a keyboard?"

"Touchscreen."

Ye Chen casually handed over his phone.

"Want to give it a try?"

Shen Anran hesitated for a moment, but still extended her fair fingers to take it.

The fuselage was ice-cold.

The metallic texture of the edges is extremely high-end.

In 2010, this newly released machine that would change the world was simply unavailable for purchase in China.

To Shen Anran, who was using a heavy, old-fashioned button phone, this thing was practically alien technology.

The screen was currently on the start screen of "Angry Sparrow".

"Just tap the screen."

Ye Chen pointed to the screen, his voice calm.

Shen Anran extended her slender index finger and gently tapped it.

The touch feedback of the high-definition screen is incredibly smooth.

There was no delay.

The little bird hopped up.

She didn't click any more, and the bird fell directly to the ground.

A huge notification popped up on the screen.

【game over】.

Shen Anran froze on the spot, her beautiful eyes widening slightly.

"this……"

"Is that all?"

"Yes, you can't touch the top or bottom edges, and you can't bump into the pipe."

Ye Chen leaned against the rough tree trunk, speaking casually.

"Try again."

Shen Anran is serious now.

She sat up straight, holding her phone in both hands.

His thumb hovered above the screen, his expression focused as if he were solving a math problem beyond his syllabus.

point.

point.

The little bird wobbled and swayed through the first pipe.

Shen Anran breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, a second water pipe appeared, with a significant height difference.

She quickly tapped twice.

The bird suddenly darted up and crashed headfirst into the edge of the water pipe.

【game over】.

Shen Anran's brows furrowed immediately.

She had never experienced such humiliation, even when tackling the most difficult physics problems.

the third time.

He died from the third water pipe.

the fourth time.

He died from the first water pipe.

Ten minutes have passed.

Shen Anran was completely absorbed in it.

She pursed her rosy lips tightly, staring intently at the screen, her fingers clicking rapidly.

The usually aloof and quiet top student had a blush creeping up his cheeks.

Fine beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead.

"oops!"

She couldn't help but gasp softly.

He died again.

Highest score: 7 points.

Ye Chen watched from the side, a satisfied smile curving his lips.

Even the calmest and most rational top students can be driven to this competitive spirit.

This game is definitely addictive.

"I'm not playing anymore."

Shen Anran handed the phone back to Ye Chen.

Her chest rose and fell slightly as she tried to calm her shattered emotions.

"This game... is too difficult to control."

"The setting of gravitational acceleration is completely illogical; the initial downward velocity is too large, and the parameters are incorrect."

She began a rigorous, academically-driven review.

Ye Chen burst out laughing, just like a cheerful, sunny young man.

"If games were logical, nobody would play them."

Shen Anran looked at him and hesitated for a moment.

"Where did you download this from?"

"I'd like to put it on my phone next time too."

Ye Chen put the exquisite black device back into his pocket without even lifting his eyelids.

"You can't download it."

Shen Anran looked up, her face full of confusion.

"This phone is an Apple product, and it uses their own operating system."

"Your Nokia uses an old system; the underlying code is completely incompatible."

Ye Chen casually explained, throwing out a few general terms for "dimensional reduction attack".

"Furthermore, this game hasn't been officially released for download yet; it's not available on the market."

Shen Anran said "Oh".

His tone betrayed a hint of disappointment.

She rarely plays games.

But the frustration of struggling to get through two pipes left her feeling extremely resentful.

Coach Li waved gently from the other end of the field and called out.

"Shen Anran!"

"Come on, get in the car. It's your turn to practice!"

Shen Anran stood up, dusted off her shorts, and walked towards the training car.

Zhao Peng had just finished his practice and got off the bus.

He watched Shen Anran's graceful figure walk away and then nudged Ye Chen's arm hard with his elbow.

"Chenzi, why didn't you just say that you typed this game yourself?"

Zhao Peng looked at him with a face full of disappointment and frustration.

"Top students are usually arrogant and haughty."

"If I knew you could even create such high-tech gadgets, wouldn't I be very impressed with you?"