Cultivation Shura Field

Xu Zhe: "Where's Song Xingye?"

"I don't know..." Wenhao suddenly winked and said, "I see, she's already taken, so you're so self-conscious about rejecting others, right?"

Xu Zhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Don't force your thoughts on me. I'm not like you, who only thinks about those sweet and sour things all day long."

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Song Xingye and Tang Lingfei hid in the corner of the corridor and watched Sun Jiaqi coming over.

Tang Lingfei couldn't wait any longer. At this moment, she took a big step forward and stood in front of this female classmate.

Sun Jiaqi frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Tang Lingfei smiled and said, "Aren't you going to hold Xu Zhe's hand and show it to me? Where is he?"

Sun Jiaqi was so angry that her teeth itched: "Oh, you were hiding somewhere and peeking, right? You were just waiting to see me make a fool of myself."

Tang Lingfei wanted to laugh loudly at the other person's arrogance. But then she thought again, and recalled what she had heard when she and her bestie were hiding at the back door of Class 7. She felt that Xu Zhe was so mature, how could she still be like a child? Being so childish seemed unworthy of him, and would also embarrass him.

So Tang Lingfei said: "I'm not laughing at you, I just want to tell you that Xu Zhe is different from other boys."

These words were mild and not offensive. Sun Jiaqi was too lazy to get angry again and embarrass herself, so she snorted and walked away.

She walked past Tang Lingfei, turned the corner, and passed by Song Xingye.

However, Song Xingye had already taken out his cell phone and pretended to be looking down at it, so he didn't attract her attention.

When Sun Jiaqi's footsteps disappeared downstairs, Tang Lingfei had already returned to Song Xingye. The two girls stared at each other for a long time, and the corners of their mouths curled up at the same time.

Tang Lingfei raised her hand. Song Xingye was stunned for a moment before reacting and quickly raised his hand to high-five.

"yeah!"

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138. Chapter 138 137 The Girl's Way of Falling Asleep

138.

2023-09-12

On the way home with the two girls, Xu Zhe suddenly sighed.

Song Xingye turned his head and looked at him while pushing his bicycle, and asked with a smile: "Why are you a little unhappy? What are you thinking about?"

Tang Lingfei on the other side teased, "Are you regretting rejecting Sun Jiaqi?"

"Who is Sun Jiaqi? Oh, that girl..." Xu Zhe shook his head, "Her affairs are not important. What worries me is the game."

Song Xingye: "Isn't the game you made pretty good?"

Xu Zhe: “Not good enough. I’ve been wondering whether to continue making new games or improve the fruit-cutting game. No matter which one I choose, I’ll need to pay a salary to hire a game modeler. I’ve tried to teach myself these days, but it still doesn’t work because I don’t have the foundation in art.”

Song Xingye thought for a moment and said, "My father seems to be recruiting people."

Xu Zhe: "That's right. The task I assigned to your father was to recruit modelers. But the trouble is that I don't dare to offer too high a salary now, because Pingguo's share is still delayed, and I don't know when it will be paid to me."

Tang Lingfei asked curiously, "Pingguo's share is the money you made from selling games, right? How much did you make?"

Xu Zhe: "It should arrive this month, a little over 100,000."

The world seemed to be quiet for a moment.

There were cars passing by on the road beside them, and in the distance there were children laughing and dogs barking, but Song Xingye and Tang Lingfei felt that those sounds had become particularly distant. The only thing left in their ears was the boy's indifferent words just now, "A little more than 100,000."

Why was his tone so calm, even with a hint of disgust?

Tang Lingfei's eyes widened: "One hundred thousand yuan, is that too little for you?"

Xu Zhe: "As the first round of funds returned, it is of course not a small amount, but the problem is that it arrives too slowly! I want to pay salaries to hire people, but I can't use all the money in the account to pay salaries, right? If I hire the wrong person, I will be completely bankrupted."

Song Xingye: "Then slowly recruit people and improve the game. If I remember correctly, your game has been sold online. You should have income every month, right?"

Xu Zhe: "Well, 100,000 yuan is for the first month."

Tang Lingfei was so shocked that she almost jumped up: "One hundred thousand is just for one month? Is there more later?"

Xu Zhe nodded.

Tang Lingfei: "If I were you, I would have laughed so hard that my nose would burst! What else do you have to worry about? Even if it takes a few more months, what's the big deal? As long as I can get the money..."

Xu Zhe took out his mobile phone and opened the app store.

"I'm worried because this thing came out."

After that, he showed them the screen of his mobile phone. On it was a new game that had just been released five days ago, called "Vegetable Ninja".

Tang Lingfei took the phone and played with it for a while, then couldn't help but yelled, "Isn't this copied from you?!"

Xu Zhe: "..."

His feelings at this moment were hard to describe. Honestly, he had copied someone else's product, and the copy was not as good as the original. Now the original version changed fruits into vegetables and released it ahead of schedule. Perhaps his early version had given others some inspiration and pressure?

Song Xingye was also a little angry: "Exactly, except for the different graphics and the things to be cut, the gameplay is exactly the same!"

Xu Zhe waved his hand and said, "This is not plagiarism. Since the birth of electronic games, there have been too many games with similar gameplay. For example, the ancestor of horizontal scrolling games is not Super Mario, but it has become a true classic. As for this Vegetable Ninja, to be honest, the effect of others' work is better than mine. It has not yet been officially recommended by Pingguo, but the number of downloads has begun to increase. So I say, even if I immediately recruit a modeler and start to improve it, it is still too late."

Song Xingye suddenly realized, "Is this the reason why you are in a bad mood today?"

Tang Lingfei: "I was in a bad mood, so I didn't look at Sun Jiaqi well..."

Xu Zhe said helplessly: "I don't even know Sun Jiaqi, why do you care so much about her?"

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At night, when Li Caixia returned home, her daughter Song Xingye had already finished her study tasks for the day, washed up, and changed into pajamas, but did not go to bed.

Because my daughter is waiting for the thing I promised her.

Li Caixia looked at her daughter who was coming towards her, patted her forehead, and took out a stack of A4 paper from her bag. This was information she had collected online and printed out - about computer introduction and Python language.

While handing over the information, Li Caixia asked curiously, "Why do you suddenly want to see this?"

Song Xingye said seriously: "Because Xu Zhexue and others have made money, I also want to try and see if I can make money."

Li Caixia suddenly felt distressed: "Don't worry about the money. Your father and I will make a lot of money. As long as you study hard like before, your parents will be very satisfied."

Song Xingye's little face was tense. She nodded, took the information, turned around and went back to her small bedroom.

Then, as she closed the bedroom door, the girl couldn't help but laugh silently.

Song Xingye sat on the bed, picked up his mobile phone and took a look. He found a missed call from Tang Lingfei, so he called her.

Soon, Tang Lingfei answered the call.

Song Xingye asked: "Fei Fei, what can I do for you?"

Tang Lingfei asked right away: "Have you ever heard of post-rock?"

Song Xingye smiled and said, "Why, are you still thinking about Xu Zhe's three questions?"

Tang Lingfei: "I was wondering, if it were us, would we be able to answer it?"

Song Xingye: "I can't answer them. But I will say yes before he asks me questions. Ask me questions about literature. At worst, he can test me with famous works. I have nothing to worry about."

Tang Lingfei: "I studied music before, but I've never heard of post-rock..."

Song Xingye: "But you know the answer to the other question, right?"

Tang Lingfei: "The C scale? Yes, I know that. It's the scale around middle C, and it's divided into major and minor."

Song Xingye: "What he said is that as long as we can answer one question, there is no need to think too much. Besides, when did he tell us such a question? We are already his friends."

Tang Lingfei: "But if I confess like Sun Jiaqi did, will I also be rejected?"

Song Xingye suddenly felt a chill in her heart because she realized two problems.

First, Tang Lingfei was still saying "we" before, but when it came to confession, "we" became "I". This made her secretly complain, Xiao Feifei, Xiao Feifei, you are becoming less and less innocent!

Second, she herself didn't know the answer to this question. If she or Feifei confessed to Xu Zhe, would they get a different answer?

Or is it that the outcome is essentially the same as the one Sun Jiaqi faced, but because of their friendship over the past two years, Xu Zhe would be more tactful and not so cold and harsh?

After a long silence, Song Xingye whispered, "I don't know either...Okay, Feifei, don't think too much. It's getting late. Go to bed."

"Yeah, good night, little leaf."

Tang Lingfei hung up the phone. From her tone before hanging up, it could be heard that the girl's mood was not as high as when she was out of school - at that time she was only happy that Xu Zhe rejected Sun Jiaqi, but now that she came to her senses, she felt that his woodenness might not be a good thing.

Song Xingye put down his cell phone, turned off the bedroom ceiling light, and turned on the small table lamp on the bedside table.

The girl lay on the bed and began to carefully read the document that her mother had helped her print out.

Less than five minutes later.

Song Xingye couldn't help but murmured: "Why is it so difficult..."

Less than ten minutes later, the girl finally couldn't hold on any longer, her head tilted, she lay down and fell asleep.

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139. Chapter 139 138 The Real First Bucket of Gold

139.

2023-09-12

This Friday, Xu Guowei was particularly uneasy.

Because he received a text message early in the morning, which was a message from the bank that funds had arrived. He had received such text messages before, such as when he received his salary or bonus. But he had never experienced a one-time payment of 120,000 yuan.

The bank account that received the 120,000 yuan belonged to the Chongkai Technology Co., Ltd. founded by Xu Zhe. Of course, from a legal point of view, it was he, the father, who set up the company, after all, Xu Zhe was not yet an adult.

The nominal owner of the company was so shocked by the company's first income that he was in a daze and had no motivation to work the whole day... Think about it, your monthly salary plus bonus is only a few thousand yuan at most, but your son made a game and made a monthly income of 100,000 yuan right from the start. What a concept!

He felt that at his age he was living a dog's life.

During work, Xu Guowei called his son several times, but the calls never went through. Then he realized that his son was probably in class and couldn't answer the phone.

Fortunately, Xu Zhe called him back during the break: "Hey, what's wrong, dad?"

Xu Guowei sat at his workstation, looked at his colleagues around him, and said in a low voice: "The money has arrived."

Xu Zhe: "Oh, we're finally here..."

Xu Guowei: "Do you know how much money there is?"

Xu Zhe: "Of course I know. Next month's income will be higher, but it will decrease after that."

Xu Guowei took a deep breath and said, "Is there another 100,000 yuan next month?"

Xu Zhe: "Well, a little higher, probably close to 200,000."

Xu Guowei: “…”

Xu Zhe: "What's wrong?"

Xu Guowei swallowed hard and said, "Boy, are you saying that too lightly?"

Xu Zhe chuckled: "If it weren't for the fact that mobile games are booming, why do you think I was so eager to start a company, even if I was the only one making games without any employees?"

Xu Guowei: "Isn't that Song Huaifeng your employee..."

Xu Zhe: "He just helps with odd jobs. I am the only one who actually makes the game. But now it's good. I have a little cash in hand and can finally hire employees."

Xu Guowei said seriously: "Wait, come home and have a good chat with me. This is not just a joke. Let's talk face to face when we get home!"

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When Xu Zhe got home from school, he saw his parents sitting on the sofa in the living room, making the atmosphere quite subtle. They both looked very serious, but their eyes were filled with irrepressible excitement.

"We won't cook at home tonight. Let's chat and then go out for dinner," said Xu Guowei.