I really like your sand sculpture group friends

After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave.

Xi Shaojie quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him down again.

"Damn, stop it, hurry up and send it." Xi Shaojie laughed and scolded, "Old Mo, you've become too arrogant now, I can't even tease you."

While chatting and laughing with his roommate, he sent Yan Nuoya a message, the gist of which was that he was going to chat with his roommate for a while this morning and wouldn't be able to come over.

"Okay, see you after class."

Soon, he received a message from Yan Nuoya.

"All done?" Zhong Taihong glanced at him and asked.

"Hmm." Mo Xiangwen nodded, then asked somewhat curiously, "What happened today?"

Zhong Taihong opened the mini-game and then placed the phone in front of him.

Mo Xiangwen looked at the familiar scene, not understanding what he meant for a moment, so he simply asked, "What does it mean?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted you to have a go and show us," Zhong Taihong said with a smile.

Mo Xiangwen was a little confused, but he naturally wouldn't refuse such a small request.

He picked up Zhong Taihong's phone and started the game.

Although he had tested the game many times, he still failed several times on the second level when he first started playing and hadn't gotten into the swing of things.

It took five or six tries before I gradually got the hang of it.

Even so, he barely made it past the fifth level, still nearly halfway to his best record of completing the entire level.

Of course, this is because he hasn't used any cheat codes yet. If he could improve his concentration a little, passing another level probably wouldn't be a problem.

After all, his cheat codes aren't really suited for games that require quick reflexes; they might be more noticeable in strategy games.

However, it's pointless to use cheats when playing a simple game you made yourself.

"So, even if you, the developer, put all your effort into your game, it's still unbeatable?"

Not only did Zhong Taihong have a strange expression, but Xi Shaojie and Qin Yongfeng also looked at him with odd eyes, making him feel inexplicably guilty.

"It wasn't that I gave it my all..." Mo Xiangwen asked, somewhat puzzled, "But what happened?"

"Shouldn't game developers play through the game themselves first?" Zhong Taihong questioned, "Is this the level of their developers?"

"Yeah, yeah, is that all?" Xi Shaojie chimed in.

Mo Xiangwen, who already knew the difficulty level was set very high, was taken aback and suddenly felt a little guilty.

But then he thought about it again, and realized that he had indeed completed the game.

He was almost intimidated by them, so he had no reason to feel guilty.

"I did beat the game when I was at my best," Mo Xiangwen said confidently, having sorted out his thoughts. "I just didn't make the leaderboard."

He wasn't lying to them; compared to the game they were referring to, he had significantly lowered the difficulty level according to Su Mengli's suggestion.

At least, with skill, it's truly possible to complete the game in one life without using items or buying lives.

Although in the studio, only he and Su Mengli, when their skills were at their peak, could achieve this.

Zhong Taihong took the phone back from him and opened the leaderboard: "If even game developers can't pass, then the people on this leaderboard aren't bots?"

“First of all, I have to correct one of your points.” Mo Xiangwen shook his head and said, “Although I also think that game developers must play games, game developers are not necessarily better at playing games than players.”

However, he was indeed quite curious as to how someone could have cleared the game in just a few hours after it was launched.

If the game becomes widely known, there will be many skilled players among the general public, so it wouldn't be surprising if a truly exceptional person emerged.

But it's quite strange that someone in the H University area has already completed the game when it has just started to spread.

Mo Xiangwen moved closer to his phone screen and glanced at it. The top name on the leaderboard was clearly written as "Li Meng".

Oh, that's okay.

Speaking of which, when they were running, Su Mengli mentioned that she had passed the test without any problems, but he didn't pay much attention at the time.

They seemed to have vaguely mentioned this name while they were in the dormitory.

“She works in our studio,” Mo Xiangwen explained. “She’s in charge of game testing, plays a lot of games, so it’s normal for her to be able to complete the game.”

After hearing what he said, Zhong Taihong was much more convinced.

It's normal for someone in charge of game testing to be better than him, having played the game countless times before it was released.

Besides, he had already achieved his goal.

His previous record was second in the campus and first in the dormitory at the third level. Now, his record is at the fifth level, making him even more invincible.

"You really didn't do anything behind the scenes?" Zhong Taihong said, still somewhat uneasy. "Don't let me end up as a clown after all that effort to climb the rankings."

"Really, no," Mo Xiangwen said speechlessly, "You should practice cooking more, okay?"

"I don't believe you unless you try calling it with my phone." Xi Shaojie, who had been looking at Zhong Taihong suspiciously, finally found an opportunity and suddenly spoke up.

"Alright, that's all for you." Hearing this, Zhong Taihong quickly nudged him: "Go find your classmate Yan."

Heeding Zhong Taihong's advice, he was about to get up when he subconsciously glanced up at the podium.

It was probably because they hadn't been careful with their volume when they were talking, and the teacher on the podium was staring straight at them.

Mo Xiangwen quickly patted the others and pointed to the podium.

The three of them glanced at the podium and immediately quieted down obediently.

Seeing that they were behaving themselves, the teacher nodded in satisfaction and looked away from them.

But after looking at him, Mo Xiangwen estimated that he had temporarily become the teacher's "special attention" target, so he gave up the idea of ​​changing seats.

Not long after, Zhong Taihong gently poked him again.

He looked at Zhong Taihong with a puzzled expression, only to see him point to his phone screen, which showed their dormitory group chat. It looked like Zhong Taihong had just sent a few screenshot messages.

Mo Xiangwen took out his phone, opened the group chat, and enlarged the picture he had sent.

The result was all Zhong Taihong's updates and screenshots of his WeChat Moments.

In the screenshot, Zhong Taihong's relatives and friends are all forwarding the same mini-game - Fox Tour of Chang'an.

Alarm clock: @Old Mo, your game is going to be a hit.

Alarm clock: I didn't expect that people would be playing with it so quickly, and even sharing it.

Xi Shao: Me too, everyone in our "We Are a Loving Family" group shares news about this game.

Alarm clock: ? No, you really are a loving family.

Xi Shao: It's out.

Xi Shao: Screenshot.jpg

Alarm clock: Goodness, they're all family, even their forwarding is the same – just throw it into their own family group chat, so it's practically no forwarding at all.

Xi Shao: Never mind that, just tell me if it's been transferred or not.

Alarm clock: Okay, okay.

Unexpectedly, these silly kids were serious and actually shared it on their Moments and WeChat Moments, even sharing it with the "Loving Family" group.

Mo Xiangwen's lips curled slightly as he tapped his phone screen, quickly typing and sending a message.

Old Mo: That's so kind of you. I'll treat you to lunch and dinner today.

To be honest, he was actually a little worried about whether the game would actually become a hit.

However, judging from their screenshots, the dissemination plan was quite effective, which put Mo Xiangwen at ease to some extent.

Xi Shao: Damn, Lao Mo is so arrogant.

Alarm clock: Aren't you going to the studio?

Old Mo: Go, why wouldn't you go?

Alarm clock: Then why did you say you'd treat us?

Lao Mo: Red Envelope

Alarm clock: Why did you suddenly send me a red envelope?

Lao Mo: I'm going to the studio, you guys handle it yourselves.

Lao Mo: After these two days of going online, I'll treat everyone to a meal at Haidilao.

As soon as he sent the message, he felt as if he had been punched twice hard on the back.

He turned his head and saw the three of them looking at him with big smiles on their faces.

Alarm clock: I, Boss Cao, am magnanimous.

Xi Shao: I, Boss Cao, am magnanimous.

Young Master Qin: I, Boss Cao, am magnanimous.

Damn it, if you're so magnanimous, why did you have to hit him?

Although this means two meals, it's normal for roommates to treat each other to meals, in addition to splitting the bill.

When to treat others and when to split the bill is another matter entirely.

He couldn't explain it clearly; he could only rely on his intuition.

As for the gains and losses, we shouldn't be too concerned about them. If the relationship is really good, everyone will naturally try their best to make sure you don't suffer a loss.

Around noon, after class, Mo Xiangwen and Yan Nuoya went to the studio together.

Unlike the sweltering, sticky air outside, a strong blast of cold air hit him as soon as he opened the door.

Mo Xiangwen was jolted awake by the sudden coolness and let out a comfortable sigh: "Phew—that feels much better."

Yan Nuoya's shoulders shrugged slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and silently followed him into the studio.

As soon as Mo Xiangwen entered the studio, he saw Bai Shishi sitting in Su Mengli's seat, her body slightly tilted towards Su Mengyao, their two little heads squeezed together, looking at the screen, seemingly watching something.

Meanwhile, Su Mengli, the owner of the chair, came to the sofa, neither watching TV on the projector nor playing on her phone.

She sat alone on the sofa, seemingly lost in thought.

The noise of them entering caught Su Mengli's attention.

Su Mengli glanced at them in surprise, then looked down at herself, as if wondering how it was already noon.

"Welcome back," Su Mengli said with a smile.

"We're back." Yan Nuoya smiled and nodded, returning to her seat.

"Hmm, why are you sitting here?" Mo Xiangwen came to Su Mengli's side and asked in confusion, "Didn't you play games together?"

"When I can't concentrate for a bit, I come here to sit for a while." Su Mengli's smile was slightly awkward. "Besides, Mengyao and Shishi don't really have any desire to play games."

Mo Xiangwen glanced at Mengyao and Shishi again and found that the two of them were completely unaware that they had returned.

"Are they watching a movie?" Mo Xiangwen asked curiously, "They seem so engrossed."

Su Mengli blinked and chuckled, "Why don't you go and take a look and you'll know?"

It doesn't seem to be anything shameful, otherwise Su Mengli wouldn't have let him do it.

That's true. When he sees pictures of cesium posted by his friends in class, he has to hide them carefully so that the people next to him don't notice.

If it were a secret, the two of them wouldn't be openly watching it together in the studio.

Mo Xiangwen walked behind them, and the two of them were still completely unaware. They only noticed that Su Mengyao clicked the mouse every ten seconds or so.

He was wondering what could be so captivating to the two of them when he looked closer and realized it was backend data.

Su Mengyao clicked every ten seconds or so, which was constantly refreshing the page.

"What do you think you're looking at?" Mo Xiangwen sighed. "Didn't we agree to only peek while queuing for the game?"

"Wow--!"

Startled by the voice so close to her, Su Mengyao shuddered and shrank forward.

Then she realized the voice was strangely familiar, turned around abruptly, and saw it was Mo Xiangwen. Still shaken, she patted her chest and complained, "You scared me to death! Xiangwen, you walk so quietly!"

Bai Shishi, standing to the side, also turned her head, and her reaction was completely different.

Upon recognizing Mo Xiangwen, her clear eyes instantly lit up, and a sweet, undisguised smile, tinged with excitement, blossomed on her small face.