I really like your sand sculpture group friends

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: Well, I'll just watch for a while.

Pigeon: Look, but what are you looking at?

Human-Dragon Unity: What would you like to see?

Pigeon: No, I couldn't think of that at the moment.

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: What does Mengyao want to see?

Let's move on to something enticing: Let's watch Food Wars! Shokugeki no Soma, since the third season is coming out soon.

Use this opportunity to catch up on what came before.

Chapter 122 On the Eve of Release (4K Two-in-One)

Since Mo Xiangwen specifically emphasized that the atmosphere in the studio should not be so heavy, the atmosphere in the studio felt tense for the first time, like a taut bowstring.

Mo Xiangwen noticed it, but there was no way to comfort everyone at this time.

Even he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Even if he was absolutely certain that "Fox Travels in Chang'an" would be a hit, it was also the first time he had ever experienced the release of a game he had created himself... no, it should be said that it was the first time that a game he and everyone in the studio had created together had been launched.

No matter how much mental preparation you do, tension and anticipation are still unavoidable.

Moreover, unlike doing it alone, where failure is acceptable, he still has many ideas to try out gradually.

But now that it's a studio, everyone has put a lot of effort and hard work into this game, and he doesn't want to see sadness or disappointment on their faces.

He still hopes that, in addition to using this viral promotion and social ranking to make the game popular, the game's quality can also be recognized by players.

This also means that their efforts have been recognized.

They've tried their best to make it polished, but ultimately the platform dictates that the game should prioritize gameplay... although the gameplay itself isn't very deep.

Tomorrow, that adorable little golden fox will be running around in the world of WeChat mini programs.

Although they have checked it countless times, they will still continue to repeat the "last time" check.

Mo Xiangwen walked over to Yan Nuoya. The two discussed in hushed tones in front of the computer screen, occasionally frowning. After a serious exchange, they decided to stick to their original ideas and not make any changes.

On the other side, the atmosphere was completely different.

Su Mengyao and Su Mengli were huddled together in front of a mobile phone, their heads close together.

On the screen, green tiles and white walls, and emerald bamboo are reflected in the ink painting on both sides, and a fox lightly leaps on the ink squares.

"Ouch! This lousy distance adjustment, I miscalculated the takeoff time again!" Su Mengyao slammed her finger on the screen. The little fox missed its footing and fell into the ink painting, turning into ink specks and disappearing.

Su Mengli shook her head and chuckled, "Mengyao, be gentle, you're going to break your phone."

She picked up her phone, opened the game, and showed it to Su Mengyao: "Watch me."

The little fox leaped and landed steadily on the roof ridge: "See, half a beat ahead."

"Okay! Let's play again!" Su Mengyao said sullenly, "After all, I'm not as smart as you, sister."

Bai Shishi, like an anxious little white rabbit, paced back and forth between the tables.

He then crept up behind Yan Nuoya, craning his neck to look at the code. Even though he looked completely bewildered, his eyes were unmistakably serious.

A moment later, he slipped over to Su Mengyao's side and nervously watched them test the game.

Seeing the little fox slip again, she exclaimed "Ah!" even more nervously than Su Mengyao, her fingers clenching the hem of her clothes.

Seeing Bai Shishi running back and forth, Mo Xiangwen simply walked behind the distracted Bai Shishi and gently pressed her thin shoulder.

"Shishi." His voice was reassuring: "Stop spinning around, relax, sit down and rest for a while. Trust everyone and yourself, everything will be alright."

Bai Shishi's shoulders trembled slightly as she obediently sat down, but her eyes still darted restlessly left and right.

“I’m all better here.” Yan Nuoya’s voice wasn’t loud, but it was just loud enough for everyone else to hear: “I checked it again and didn’t find any problems.”

She leaned back in her chair, picked up the tea Su Mengli had brewed for her, and took a sip.

Su Mengyao put down her phone and stretched: "My test results are the same; I haven't encountered any problems after playing so many rounds."

Su Mengli smiled and nodded: "I completed the entire process, and the rewards for sharing and ad triggering are confirmed to be correct."

The atmosphere in the room immediately relaxed, and smiles began to appear on everyone's faces.

Mo Xiangwen looked around at his colleagues, his voice clear and bright: "Everyone, inspection complete, everything is ready!"

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Little fox Mo Ling is ready to face tomorrow's test. Everyone's work is now complete."

"Wow—! We're free!" Su Mengyao's tone was filled with excitement: "I'm going to do a live stream tomorrow to show my viewers the little fox girl we made."

Mo Xiangwen was taken aback: "You also do live streaming? This is the first time I've heard of it."

"Hehehe, I just broadcast it for fun." Su Mengyao cutely stuck out her tongue. "I didn't show my face or hear anything, and it's not like the technical stuff that my sister does, so not many people watch it."

"I see." Mo Xiangwen nodded thoughtfully. "I have an idea, I can talk to you about it later."

"Huh? Don't turn around, can't you just say it now?" Su Mengyao shook her head and insisted, "If you keep dragging it out, you'll forget again."

“It’s not impossible.” Mo Xiangwen didn’t keep him in suspense this time. After a brief moment of thought, he said, “Actually, there was something called virtual streamer overseas last year.”

"A pre-made suit is used to replace the person's face, and the suit's movements are captured by equipment."

"As for the voice..." Mo Xiangwen smiled, "You know without me saying it, it's done with a voice changer or something like that."

"Oh, there's such a thing?" Su Mengyao's eyes lit up. "Then I'll go and find out about it tonight."

Then, with a hint of regret, he said, "I just can't make it this time."

"What were you streaming before?" Mo Xiangwen asked casually.

"Ah, when we played together, I streamed it from my first-person perspective." Su Mengyao blinked and quickly explained, "But don't worry, I didn't record our voices."

"You just said it yourself, you didn't even say anything, so of course I believe you didn't record any audio." Mo Xiangwen waved his hand dismissively: "Well, it doesn't really matter if it was recorded, anyway, there's nothing inappropriate or unsuitable for children."

"Hey, we also submit some of our running group's logs to be made into videos or something," Su Mengyao added somewhat shyly.

“No wonder not many people watch it.” Mo Xiangwen shook his head: “The running club circle is too small.”

As Mo Xiangwen was speaking, he noticed that Bai Shishi seemed to want to say something, but was too embarrassed to interrupt their conversation.

"Shishi? What's wrong?"

Bai Shishi stood up, clasped her hands together, and said with bright eyes, "Um, I hope the players will like the little fox girl I drew."

Her voice was soft and gentle, and she seemed a little embarrassed.

"It's pretty good, isn't it?" Mo Xiangwen gave a thumbs up: "Shishi, the little fox girl you drew is very cute, I'm sure many players will like it."

Yan Nuoya put down her teacup, smiled slightly at him, and nodded.

Su Mengli smiled and said, "After all, it was made through everyone's joint efforts. It would be best if it could be successful."

Mo Xiangwen clapped his hands and encouraged, "Everyone has put in a lot of effort, I believe we can succeed."

"How about we set a small goal for this little fox: to get 50,000 people to like and share it in three days? What do you think?"

"Fifty thousand people? That's the number right off the bat. Isn't that a bit too much?" Yan Nuoya frowned. Although she hadn't fully adapted to being with others yet, she didn't want to disappoint them, so she gave them a heads-up in advance.

“Indeed, setting a target of 50,000 people is a bit too ambitious. How about we set a smaller target first?” Su Mengli was also a little worried.

"No problem!" Su Mengyao exclaimed with enthusiasm, "Go for it, little fox!"

“Fifty thousand people... well, that’s just what Xiao Yi said. I think it’s fine.” Bai Shishi hesitated for a moment, but still chose to stand on his side.

Fifty thousand people? Mo Xiangwen was quite certain that the number of shares was far greater than that.

But whether he likes it or not, he has that confidence just from the chibi illustration drawn by Bai Shishi.

“If it’s not challenging, how can it be called a goal?” Mo Xiangwen said with a smile. “I believe it can definitely be done.”

Cheers erupted, and even Yan Nuoya's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile.

"Even if I didn't say it, everyone should have seen and smelled it." Mo Xiangwen and the others calmed down a bit and said with a gentle smile, "But let's still go through with the formalities."

“Everyone has worked hard lately. Noah and I…” He paused, then gestured toward the coffee table, “We’ve prepared some treats for everyone. There are desserts, snacks, and drinks. Feel free to eat as much as you like. If you need more, you can order takeout.”

Everyone wore relaxed and cheerful smiles as they sat down on the sofa next to the coffee table.

Mo Xiangwen was sitting next to Bai Shishi and Yan Nuoya, and opposite him were Su Mengli and Su Mengyao.

When the studio was first established, everyone was a little reserved when eating together.

Now, even Yan Nuoya seems much more at ease.

"I was planning to treat everyone to a big meal as a reward," Mo Xiangwen explained with a smile, turning his gaze to Bai Shishi, "but it's getting late, and Shishi has to go home."

Everyone knew he had more to say, so they waited quietly for him to finish.

"Therefore, we'll postpone the formal dinner until a few days later, and hold it as a celebration banquet once the launch goes smoothly!"

"We can have barbecue, hot pot, or whatever we want outside the school! It depends on everyone's mood! After we eat, it'll be convenient to take Shishi home."

"How about we start today with some snacks to celebrate finishing?"

"That's good, this way Shishi won't be absent," Su Mengli agreed.

"Mmm!" Bai Shishi nodded vigorously.

"A victory celebration banquet, barbecue!" Su Mengyao's eyes lit up.

Yan Nuoya smiled and nodded.

Su Mengli opened the bag, and immediately, the sweet aroma of cake and the tempting smell of barbecue filled the room.

Bai Shishi ate her dessert in small bites, her face slightly flushed. During her chat with Su Mengli, she was often amused and would cover her mouth to laugh.

"By the way, Xiang Wen, how did you find out about virtual YouTubers?" While eating barbecue, Su Mengyao chatted casually with him: "Although you said they've been around for about a year, it doesn't seem to be very popular in mainland China."

She added, "I mean, I don't think we've heard much about it around here."

Well, he couldn't very well tell Su Mengyao that he only started paying attention to virtual YouTubers after they had become incredibly popular in mainland China for a long time.

"I stumbled upon it while browsing online," Mo explained vaguely. "I thought it was quite interesting, so I looked into it a little."

"Hey, you mean this way of using anime-style virtual avatars to represent people in real life is interesting?"

"More or less," Mo Xiangwen smiled. "The main thing is that I think this thing will probably be a hit."

"Whether it's popular or not doesn't really matter." Su Mengyao shook her head: "Anyway, I just stream the games we play together, and I don't have extra time to stream anything else."

Time passed in a relaxed and pleasant chat. Before long, the sky outside the window was completely dark, and Fu Qianping sent him a message saying that she was going to pick up Bai Shishi and take her home.

"Alright, that's enough for today." Mo Xiangwen stood up. "It's time to send Bai Shishi home."

"Ah—" Bai Shishi had just opened her mouth to let out a big yawn, but before the sound was even halfway out, she seemed to suddenly realize that she wasn't at home, so she quickly covered her mouth with her hand and forcefully suppressed the rest of the yawn.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she smiled shyly, explaining cautiously, "I got up too early this morning, and I was too excited at noon to take a nap."

Su Mengyao glanced at the time and was surprised to find that it was already 20 p.m.

Su Mengli glanced at her phone and said, "I didn't expect it to be this late. Let's tidy up the mess on the desk and give it to Bai Shishi."

"No need to clean up, you guys take Bai Shishi there." Yan Nuoya rarely spoke up, "Xiang Wen and I will clean up this trash later."

"Alright." Su Mengyao said with some lingering interest, "Then we'll take Shishi to her teacher, and leave things here to you."

She pulled her sister and Bai Shishi to get up and leave.

"Xiang Wen, Nuo Ya, get some rest! Don't stay up too late!" Su Mengyao waved goodbye at the door.

"See you tomorrow, Xiao Yi." Bai Shishi smiled and waved goodbye to him.

Su Mengli smiled and said, "Let's go back. You should all get some rest too."

Mo Xiangwen and Yan Nuoya stood together at the door, smiling as they said goodbye to the three of them.

The noise faded with the sound of the door closing, and the studio fell silent, leaving only the two of them.

All that remained were the numerous packaging bags and bamboo skewers on the coffee table, and the lingering aroma of food in the air, as if the previous liveliness had been an illusion.

The two worked together to clean up the trash on the coffee table, packed it up, and took it downstairs to a trash can to dispose of it.

After throwing away the trash, Mo Xiangwen hurriedly returned to his dormitory to wash up.

"Brother Mo, you're back a little late washing up today?" Xi Shaojie asked as he saw him hurrying in.

"The game launches tomorrow, so there's bound to be some work to do." Mo Xiangwen nodded, his hands still busy as he went to the balcony to bring in the clothes.

Zhong Taihong exclaimed in surprise, "Is it going to be online tomorrow? Good luck, Mo Ge! I'll follow you after you become famous."