I really like your sand sculpture group friends

Therefore, it's fine for Su Mengyao to play with it whenever she has free time.

Besides, Yan Nuoya is still studying hard in class, while he just skipped class.

But given Su Mengli's condition, he really couldn't bring himself to say there was no need to rush.

"Then let's get to work."

Mo Xiangwen got up, went to the file box, and took out the file.

"Here, this is the paper version of the art and music requirements." Mo Xiangwen placed the documents on the table between the two of them: "I'll send you an electronic copy later."

Su Mengyao, who was finally told to start work, pouted and completely forgot that she was the one who had volunteered to join the studio.

However, she still obediently picked up the document, glanced at it a few times, and then handed it to her sister.

After Su Mengli finished reading the documents, Mo Xiangwen asked, "Is everything alright?"

"Hmm, I think it should be fine." Su Mengyao stuck out her tongue a little shyly, "Although I haven't done it before, I can't guarantee it for you."

"This is my first time doing this too." Su Mengli smiled and nodded gently. "But since Mengyao said so, it should be fine."

“Okay, if you have any questions, you can let me know.” Mo Xiangwen smiled in response: “And there’s plenty of time, no need to rush.”

Without hesitation, Su Mengyao took the request seriously.

I just stared blankly at the computer for a long time, with no clue how to start.

I don't feel anything; it always feels like something's missing.

Ultimately, Su Mengyao had never actually played any parkour games.

Although parkour games were popular many years ago, she wasn't interested in them and had no idea what a parkour game should be like.

Although Mo Xiangwen said that it didn't need to make as many scenes and props as a serious parkour game, it was her first time participating in game development, so she still hoped to do it as well as possible.

Su Mengyao turned her head to look at her sister, only to find that Su Mengli seemed to be swiping the screen and playing some game.

She quietly got up and came behind Su Mengli, who was focused on the game and didn't notice her at all.

She originally wanted to scare Su Mengli and then loudly condemn her sister for slacking off during work hours.

But when he saw Su Mengli's phone screen, he was stunned for a moment.

It was a very old parkour game where the player controlled a person escaping through an ancient temple, chased by monsters, and the escape route was full of traps.

To be honest, she had never even seen this game before, and she had no idea where her sister found it.

Su Mengli was probably not very skilled yet. After playing for a short while, she stepped into a trap and died on the spot.

Su Mengli was just about to try a different game when she noticed her younger sister behind her.

"What's wrong?" Su Mengli asked, puzzled.

Su Mengyao replied softly, "A little, it doesn't feel real, I don't know where to start."

"Then, how about we focus on the music first?" Su Mengli glanced at her sullen face and softened, saying, "How about I look into that first, and you focus on the music?"

"I still haven't found the feeling," Su Mengyao replied, shaking her head.

Mo Xiangwen, who had noticed their conversation from the beginning, suddenly said, "Actually, there's no need to overcomplicate things. Just do it as best you can. After all, the goal isn't to make a high-quality game."

Su Mengyao pursed her lips, feeling somewhat resentful, but unsure what to say.

She knew that Mo Xiangwen didn't mean to look down on them; he was simply saying that the game itself didn't really need high-quality art materials and music.

But she still wanted to do a better job.

“In that case, let’s go out and gather some material.” Mo Xiangwen suddenly stood up and chuckled, “Maybe going out for a stroll and relaxing will give us some inspiration.”

He had been a creator before, and sometimes inspiration doesn't have to come from the same things.

For creators, every thing they happen to see, every sound they hear, may become the key to sparking inspiration, or the source of inspiration.

Even if this thing is completely different from the creator's goal, it doesn't matter.

Upon hearing his words, Su Mengyao's eyes lit up.

Oh, and there's also the method of gathering materials.

“Yes, I can quickly come up with materials for these kinds of small games as long as I have an idea.” Su Mengyao couldn’t help but clap her hands: “So, the first thing we need is an idea.”

Su Mengli thought about it and realized that what he said made sense.

The game itself is small in size and requires few materials.

But without inspiration, you might get stuck for days on end.

From an efficiency standpoint, it's not necessarily wrong to seek inspiration first.

"Where would you like to go? I'll go with you."

Mo Xiangwen said, "If you are locals, you must be more familiar with this place than I am. Let's follow your arrangements this time."

"Hey, is this okay?" Su Mengyao asked somewhat uneasily.

"It's okay, I need inspiration too."

It's not a game, but rather the inspiration for "The Junior Girl Development Project".

During this period, he often skipped classes and accumulated a lot of manuscripts while playing games with them in line.

Meanwhile, progress is going by very fast, and it's time to replenish some inspiration.

“Okay, let’s go to the arcade together.” Su Mengyao nodded vigorously: “There are lots of games and players in the arcade, it’s sure to give us some inspiration.”

Su Mengyao paced back and forth excitedly, and continued, "And I've wanted to go for a long time, but I've never had the chance."

Arcade? Mo Xiangwen was taken aback; it was a somewhat unfamiliar term.

Chapter 104 This is an arcade

Upon arriving at Lanxi Shopping Plaza, Su Mengyao and Su Mengli led him directly to the arcade.

Just by looking through the glass outside the arcade, he could tell that it was probably bigger than he had imagined.

"This arcade is unexpectedly huge," Mo Xiangwen remarked.

He himself didn't really have many opportunities to go to arcades; to put it bluntly, he didn't have anyone to go with.

Going to a place like this by myself seems pointless.

Furthermore, after I got a computer, I became addicted to computer games and lost interest in places like this.

However, when I was a kid, I did spend an entire afternoon in the arcade just to beat Metal Slug.

"Because quite a few students come here, the store has expanded several times," said Su Mengyao, who was walking ahead. "I used to see many students coming in groups to play every time I passed by."

"Are there many students coming?" he casually asked.

You'll see in a bit.

Su Mengyao suddenly thought of something, changed the subject, and her voice carried a hint of laughter.

"Ah, of course, I don't think there's a high school girl who's really good at games like you're expecting?"

"After all, you have to be at least eighteen years old to come here."

“I’m not expecting anything.” Mo Xiangwen was slightly taken aback, then immediately asserted, “Don’t spread rumors, or I’ll sue you for defamation.”

"Hey, I saw that you posted a lot of anime pictures before, including JK (high school girl) pictures."

"No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Mo Xiangwen waved his hands repeatedly.

This involves his personal image; doing it is one thing, knowing it is another.

How could I possibly say it out loud? This kind of thing can't be discussed openly.

"However, it seems that they haven't been giving out much since I came to school."

Su Mengyao's eyes darted around, and she sighed in a mocking manner.

"Why is that?"

Mo Xiangwen feigned slight annoyance and retorted, "Didn't you post that too?"

"Yes, that's right." Su Mengyao puffed out her rather ample chest, her face full of self-righteousness: "I'm still posting them now, so what?"

It's so numb, I can't talk to you anymore.

Although we initially guessed that Bai Bai was relatively young, we didn't send many age-restricted images in this group.

However, he still reposted quite a few of the less-than-ideal, relatively small-scale, high-quality images.

However, there must be another reason why Su Mengyao suddenly teased him like this.

Mo Xiangwen pondered for a moment and then guessed the reason for Su Mengyao's action.

To put it bluntly, perhaps because of gender, there is a noticeable distance between him and Su Mengyao and Su Mengli.

Or perhaps it's because they once helped me, so I always think more carefully when dealing with them.

As for Yan Nuoya, her personality is a bit more unique, so the distance between them is relatively close.

Su Mengli and Su Mengyao have relatively normal personalities and behaviors, so even though they have been friends for so many years, he naturally treats them in the same way he would treat any girl.

Well... to be honest, he didn't have much experience dealing with girls, so he could only be cautious.

Su Mengli and Su Mengyao are both intelligent people, so they can easily see the difference and the sense of distance between them.

At this moment, Su Mengyao took the initiative to joke with him, trying to get closer to him.

Su Mengyao glanced at him and smiled, "Ah, why are you still feeling hot? If you really have any psychological burden, you can talk to us about it."

"I think you're courting death." Mo Xiangwen said with a dark face, "I'm warning you, Su Mengyao, don't force me to say anything too aggressive."

"It's okay, it's okay, calm down. I'll just wear a JK uniform for you next time." Su Mengyao patted his shoulder with a smile.

Then, he added on the fly, "But it's the domestic version."

Fine, you're determined to fight to the death, aren't you?

Since he had already warned them and they still wouldn't listen, there was nothing he could do.

Mo Xiangwen glanced at her coldly and said disdainfully, "You're older than me, what are you pretending to be young for? JK uniform, you don't even get a chance to wear one."

Upon hearing this, Su Mengyao swayed, and after finally regaining her balance, she immediately bared her teeth and claws, as if about to pounce.

"I'll fight you! What are you saying to a beautiful young woman in the prime of her life?" Su Mengyao gritted her teeth in anger. "Is there anything wrong with me wearing a JK uniform?!"

Su Mengli instinctively raised her hand to stop her sister, but after hesitating for a moment, she chose to let her sister be.

Fine, I need to let Mo Xiangwen know that some splash damage skills shouldn't be used carelessly.

However, Su Mengli's hopes were destined to be dashed.

Mo Xiangwen sneered, decisively activated overload mode, and grabbed Su Mengyao's wrist before she could react.

Su Mengyao was, after all, a girl, and naturally, she couldn't match his strength.

After struggling a few times without success, she gave up in a huff.

He had originally thought that if Su Mengyao really struggled, it would be better to let go. There's a limit to joking, and you can't really hurt her.

However, Su Mengyao's reaction was probably not too excessive.

Mo Xiangwen leaned forward slightly, getting closer to her delicate face and looking into her eyes.

As Su Mengyao saw his approaching face, she instinctively shrank back, ready to beg for mercy.

"Le, family members can't hold it in anymore." Mo Xiangwen mocked in a slightly teasing tone, "Why is someone getting anxious?"

Having not used it for a long time, with his current skill level, he can only use the most basic version.

Even so, Su Mengyao had never heard such words before.

Years of experience surfing the internet have taught her that this is what sarcastic and insincere behavior is all about.

She blushed slightly, but with her hand in his grasp, she was helpless for a moment.

"Speak up!"

Su Mengyao could only glare at him fiercely, as if that would make him submit.

"It was your fault for not speaking properly first," Mo Xiangwen sighed. "I clearly warned you."

Su Mengyao pursed her lips. She knew she had teased others first, so she said softly, "Then I'll apologize, okay?"