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“Sigh, why do the children of landlords have to work hard on their own?” Mo Xiangwen shook his head: “If you don’t mind suffering with me, I don’t mind, but I think you’d be better off studying hard with your dad.”

"Well, I was just saying." Zhong Taihong shook his head. "Let's talk about the future later."

Qin Yongfeng walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Keep it up, Brother Mo."

Qin Yongfeng is a man of few words, so it's quite remarkable that he said that.

Mo Xiangwen smiled and nodded, "Yeah, thanks, brothers."

After a quick wash, they returned to the studio. Mo Xiangwen also pushed the sofa chair next to the sofa and helped Yan Nuoya put the sofas together.

He's been sleeping next to me for a while now, and he's gotten used to it.

However, these days will probably be coming to an end soon.

Chapter 123 Damn, how could this person be so wicked? (4K combined)

The next morning, while accompanying Su Mengli and Su Mengyao on a run and taking a break, the three of them walked slowly along the outer edge of the track.

There were still two weeks until the campus reunion, but as long as it wasn't windy or rainy, he accompanied them for morning exercises almost every day.

It's fine for a day or two, but coming every day is definitely a bit tiring for him.

However, exercise is a long-term process, so it's impossible to start exercising only when the school sports meet is approaching.

However, today, surprisingly, Su Mengli and Su Mengyao were not in high spirits. A faint worry shrouded their faces, and their steps were somewhat heavy.

Mo Xiangwen glanced at the two silent sisters beside him; Su Mengyao was even unconsciously shuffling her toes along the edge of the track. He thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Are you worried about the game?"

"...Yes, a little bit." Su Mengli replied softly.

Just then, a gust of wind blew by, and she subconsciously raised her hand to tuck a strand of hair that had been blown to her cheek behind her ear before continuing, "But before I left this morning, I specifically tested it, and it ran very smoothly, so there shouldn't be any problems."

Su Mengyao sighed softly, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly: "But... it feels so quiet, there's not a sound at all."

"What's the rush?" Mo Xiangwen was somewhat amused and exasperated, and gently patted Su Mengyao's shoulder. "It's only been online for a short time. The promotions I bought probably haven't even fully launched yet. How could it spread so quickly?"

"Huh? You even bought promotional material?" Su Mengli stopped in surprise and turned to look at him.

“Yes, some small promotions.” Mo Xiangwen nodded and continued walking forward: “Small ad slots on WeChat, the cost is not high.”

“I thought you would go to game media or content creators to recommend it.” Su Mengli caught up with him.

“After all, it’s a mini-game within the WeChat ecosystem, so advertising directly through WeChat channels will lead to faster conversions,” Mo Xiangwen explained. “We only need that initial push, and then let it spread on its own through its social attributes.”

“By the way, Xiang Wen.” Su Mengyao, who was walking between the two, seemed to remember something and her tone became lighter: “After I went back yesterday, I made a special effort to learn about the virtual streamers you mentioned.”

"Such strong initiative?" Mo Xiangwen looked at Su Mengyao with some surprise.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Just like you said, it's quite interesting!" Su Mengyao gestured with a smile: "With those anime-style costumes and backgrounds, plus a voice changer, it feels like anyone who comes can try it out."

"Yes, that's one of its biggest features, lowering the threshold and psychological pressure of appearing on camera." Mo Xiangwen nodded indifferently.

Su Mengyao is right. At the height of the popularity of virtual YouTubers, many well-known individual virtual YouTubers were otaku.

Of course, he heard it from other group members' discussions.

He still prefers playing games himself to watching others play, unless he watches some skilled streamers to learn a little something.

If watching live tournaments counts as watching live streams, then 90% of his live streams are of the World Championships.

“Oh, right,” Su Mengyao suddenly remembered something, and lightly jumped in front of Mo Xiangwen, walking backwards to face him, “If you allow it, and if everyone else agrees, I’d like to try streaming this way when we play survival games together in the studio in the future.”

“I personally don’t mind,” Mo Xiangwen shook his head, “but there are quite a few people in the studio. Not to mention the rest of us, Mengli is so close to you, her voice is easily picked up by your microphone when she speaks, right?”

“Hmm…that’s true.” Su Mengyao frowned slightly, looking hesitant. “I was originally thinking of broadcasting a video of us playing survival games together…after all, at home, we all play e-sports games together.”

"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, you're the one who said it's more fun to play together." Su Mengli shook her head helplessly, a doting smile on her face.

“Because that’s really how it is!” Su Mengyao muttered softly, with a hint of coquettishness in her voice as she spoke to her sister.

Mo Xiangwen casually suggested a useless idea: "Since you didn't turn on the voice function before, if you want to broadcast in the studio, just unplug your microphone cable when you get back."

“That… is one way.” Su Mengyao said hesitantly, her expression conflicted. “But sometimes I still really want to share with my viewers the joy of playing games together with friends.”

"You seem quite serious. Are you really planning to become a virtual YouTuber?" Mo Xiangwen asked.

"No, I'm a game streamer, and using a character skin was just a side effect." Unexpectedly, Su Mengyao shook her head and said firmly, "I just think it's cute to wear a two-dimensional character skin."

"Although I don't think there's much difference in essence," Mo Xiangwen smiled, then asked, "But did you order the leather case?"

"Hehe." Su Mengyao chuckled playfully and said, "I was just planning to talk to Shishi about this idea when I go to the studio later!"

"It's certainly a good thing to commission Shishi to write an article," Mo Xiangwen said, but he frowned slightly, his tone tinged with worry. "However, Shishi is not in good health, and painting is very energy-consuming. We still need to find out if she has the time and energy to take it on, and we must not let her force herself."

"Okay, I know!" Su Mengyao nodded vigorously, her smile still bright. "Besides, I didn't plan to let her shoulder everything alone! My sister and I can help too!"

Mo Xiangwen recalled that the Su sisters were also skilled in painting. Although they humbly said they were not good at drawing anime characters, they were definitely much better than him, an amateur.

As long as Su Mengyao is reminded to pay attention to Bai Shishi's health, Su Mengyao will naturally know what to do.

Thinking of this, he felt much more at ease.

To be honest, Su Mengyao and Su Mengli are much more meticulous than him.

This reminder might be completely unnecessary.

As dawn broke, more and more students appeared on the playground.

Mo Xiangwen took out his phone and checked the time: "Okay, then I need to go back and take a shower before my morning class." He stopped and looked at the two sisters, "Nuya and I have a full schedule of classes today, so we probably won't be able to get to the studio until the afternoon."

He glanced at their still slightly worried faces, hesitated for a moment, and then decided to give them a word of advice: "Now that the work is temporarily over and there's nothing else to do, when you get to the studio, play games with Bai Shishi. Don't spend all day staring at the backend data, okay?"

"Then it's hard for me to guarantee I won't look!" Su Mengyao declared confidently, then added playfully, "At most... at most I'll sneak a peek while queuing for the game."

Su Mengli pursed her lips, not refuting, but simply smiled and nodded.

After saying goodbye to the Su sisters, I returned to my dormitory alone.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw that my roommates were already awake, but they hadn't gotten out of bed yet. They were all lying in bed chatting casually.

He just didn't expect that his roommate's conversation would actually be related to him.

"Ugh, how could Lao Mo be so wicked?" Xi Shaojie sighed heavily. "The first level is a noob game, and the second level turns into 'I'm a noob.' The difficulty increases way too fast. It's purely to trick people into clicking on ads, forwarding, buying live items, and buying props."

“You’re right.” Zhong Taihong’s voice was smug, and he even cleared his throat. “But H University is ranked second in the region.”

After a pause, he added a special note: "Moreover, the leaderboard clearly shows that my resurrection count and item count are both zero."

"Yeah, you're right." Qin Yongfeng suddenly said, "But the little fox girl is quite cute, it would be a waste not to click on the ads to transform."

"Sigh, the world of anime."

"Sigh, the world of anime."

"Heh." Qin Yongfeng chuckled coldly twice: "Did you activate the Transformation skill?"

"Clicked."

"Clicked."

Qin Yongfeng ignored the two hypocritical "idiots," controlled the little fox girl, held his breath and focused, and continued to try to pass the level.

To be honest, when we usually play e-sports together in the dorm, besides Mo Xiangwen, he is the best player.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Taihong, who is generally considered the worst player, is now ranked far above him, which makes him feel somewhat resentful.

Zhong Taihong, however, took Qin Yongfeng's "hehe" as a sign of contempt for his hypocrisy, and instead explained somewhat angrily, "It's just clicking on an ad, right? Anyway, it says on the ad, 'All advertising revenue from this game is committed to charity'! I'm supporting charity, you understand!"

"Sigh, it's all because of Xiang Wen's slogan. It greatly reduced my resistance to clicking on ads and sharing." Xi Shaojie sighed again, as if he was deeply affected by it: "It made me keep buying props and resurrecting. Old Mo is too ruthless."

"You're right, but I'm ranked second in the region for H University..."

"Stop cursing, if you're so capable, why don't you take Li Meng's first place?" Xi Shaojie cursed unhappily, "I'm only five places behind you in the rankings, I'll surpass you in a bit."

"Damn, I suspect that the first player is a fake player set up by Lao Mo to deliberately annoy the players." Zhong Taihong said indignantly, "There are eight levels in total, and the speed and difficulty increase as you go on. How could there be someone who has already completed it when it just came out?"

"I've been playing this for an hour, and my highest score is only the third level." There was a sense of frustration in his voice.

"Huh? You've only been playing for an hour?" Qin Yongfeng was taken aback and asked incredulously, "Weren't you chatting with us the whole time?"

No wonder he's ranked so much higher than him, and he hasn't even used any items or revives.

“Let’s chat and play at the same time.” Zhong Taihong was a little embarrassed, and then sighed: “And when you lose, those encouraging slogans that pop up, if you think about it carefully… don’t they feel a bit sarcastic?”

“That’s right!” Xi Shaojie agreed wholeheartedly, “What do you mean by ‘at least you tried’?”

"Listen to this, does this sound like human speech?"

"How could anyone think of using such words to 'comfort' someone?"

"It wasn't very harmful, but it was extremely insulting. Old Mo definitely did it on purpose."

Xi Shaojie's voice was full of dissatisfaction, as if he had suffered some injustice.

"Sigh, how could Old Mo be so wicked?" Zhong Taihong sighed heavily again.

Mo Xiangwen sat in his seat playing on his phone for ten minutes, while silently listening to his roommates' various forms of slander against him for a full ten minutes.

"If you're bad, practice more." Mo Xiangwen's lips twitched involuntarily as he complained, "I'm not so bad as to set up a fake player to be number one and annoy you guys."

"Holy crap?! That's Old Mo's voice?"

A gasp came from Zhong Taihong's side, followed by a violent shaking of the bed. He leaned halfway out, gripping the bed rails to look down.

Sure enough, I saw that familiar figure in the familiar spot.

Zhong Taihong's face immediately turned somewhat embarrassed; he had been caught red-handed talking badly about his roommate.

Even though everyone knows it's a joke, it can still be awkward.

"Hahaha, Lao Mo, you're back." Zhong Taihong chuckled dryly, trying to ease the awkwardness: "Why didn't you say anything when you got back?"

"Take a shower after your run." Mo Xiangwen stood up, passed by his bed, and said feigned anger, "And the first thing I see when I get back is you criticizing me."

Then I took down the clothes I had hung out to dry on the balcony.

"Then...then Xi Shao did it too!" In his desperation, Zhong Taihong didn't hesitate to betray his teammate, pointing directly at Xi Shaojie: "It's not just me, he's involved in even more shady dealings."

"Damn it! Old Zhong, you're not being fair!" Xi Shaojie's laughing and cursing came from the upper bunk, accompanied by the sound of him slapping his thigh: "You don't share the good times, but you'll share the bad times. Why do you have to drag me down with you when you die?"

"Don't worry, I heard you." Mo Xiangwen walked towards the restroom with a smile, his tone carrying a hint of threat: "I'll talk to you guys later."

Zhong Taihong quickly tried to salvage the situation, saying, "By the way, Lao Mo, I've already told you and posted it on my WeChat Moments. Isn't that a good thing?"

"Hey, I forwarded this to the dorm group chat for you too, pretty helpful, right?" Xi Shaojie quickly chimed in, peeking out and saying, "Pretty helpful, right?"

"Which dorm group is this? That explains why I kept seeing you sending messages in the group," Qin Yongfeng complained.

"Never mind that, just tell me if it's been transferred or not." Xi Shaojie said, his tone both unreasonable and assertive.

Zhong Taihong shook his head and said disdainfully, "Could you forward some groups that we're not in?"

"It's gone too. You guys are still in the class group." Xi Shaojie shrugged helplessly. "I can't exactly switch to 'We're a Loving Family'."

Zhong Taihong said in a serious tone, "I think it's not impossible."

"That's really kind of you. I'll treat you to milk tea when we go out later."

Mo Xiangwen shook his head and came out of the bathroom. Seeing that they were still on the bed, he urged, "I'm going to take a shower first. You guys hurry up and get down, or you'll be late again."

When he came out, these people hadn't come down yet, so they were all late together.

Fortunately, the teacher was focused on the PowerPoint presentation and didn't notice the few of them scurrying into the classroom through the back door.

Chapter 124 Don't even mention it becoming popular, I'm afraid.

The teacher was lecturing from the textbook and PowerPoint presentation, while the students were quietly playing on their phones.

In university classrooms, everyone has their own things to do.

Their sneaking into the classroom from the back went unnoticed by anyone... or rather, unnoticed.

He was about to sneak over to Yan Nuoya's side when Zhong Taihong grabbed him and kept him where he was.

"Tell Yan that we can borrow your class for a period of time." Zhong Taihong put his arm around his shoulder and said with a grin, "We're your roommates, not some other girl, so it's no big deal."

"...Fine, I'm too lazy to correct you now." Mo Xiangwen sighed speechlessly, "Alright, I'll send her a message."

"All this talk is just empty words, it's still going to get posted." Xi Shaojie glanced at him and said disdainfully.

"You're crazy. Don't you understand mutual respect?" Mo Xiangwen laughed and scolded, "Then I won't send it. I'll just go sit down."