I really like your sand sculpture group friends

Mo Xiangwen had a sudden thought. Now that he heard that, it seemed there was another way to go—not to change anything, but to log off directly.

The explosive growth in the first three days was the real source of profit.

Once the seven-day rectification period is over, players will probably be tired of small games like "Fox Travels in Chang'an" with limited gameplay depth.

Instead of going to great lengths to modify it according to the new regulations, it would be better to simply let it retire gracefully.

For them, the loss is negligible; on the contrary, it may leave players with a "white moonlight"-like memory.

While using "white moonlight" to describe it might be a bit of an exaggeration, that's the gist of it.

The things that remain in our memories are often the most beautiful.

Players will most likely not come back to play. Even if they occasionally pick it up again, they will find it boring after playing for a while.

Since that's the case, why not just let it go? Let it become something players will talk about with pride in the future.

As long as there's a game that's even slightly similar, people will remember and mention their game while playing it.

Lao Mo: I'll probably just take it offline; I'm too lazy to change it.

Xi Shao: Lao Mo, this is a multi-million click share level!

Xi Shao: Are you really going to log off like that?

Xi Shao: By the way, are you really donating all the advertising revenue? Aren't you keeping any for yourself? Although I don't know how much money you'll get, the number of clicks and shares must be quite a lot.

Money, oh money, it's such a wonderful thing.

Even in his previous life and up to this point in his life, he had never earned this much money.

Having already been beaten once, it would be a lie to say he doesn't like money.

Old Mo: Donate it all. We're in the eye of the storm; trying to pull any tricks could easily cause problems.

Lao Mo: Besides, as for money, we can always earn more later.

Lao Mo: You'll understand later. In an industry where peers frequently go bankrupt and their reputations collapse, a studio that can be labeled with a 'good reputation' is a golden brand.

Lao Mo: Even if this good reputation doesn't just come from past works, it can be gradually transformed.

Alarm clock: What are you talking about? Which manufacturer would turn down money?

Yes, so true.

He used to think that way too, until he was fed a bite.

All I can say is, no rush, time will tell.

Alarm clock: Taken off the shelves? I know you're anxious because you've been criticized, but don't panic.

Alarm Clock: [Forwarded a news link]

Alarm clock: Come and see the good news.

Mo Xiangwen clicked on the news and found it was from another equally influential and authoritative media outlet that he was also familiar with. The content was nothing unexpected, simply praising them for their commendable sense of social responsibility, and so on.

However, when he casually scrolled to the bottom of the page, the headline of the next related news article instantly caught his eye.

He clicked in and a knowing smile crept onto his lips.

Goodness, after they were criticized, they immediately knelt down and made a statement.

Not only did they promise to use the proceeds from "Fox Travels in Chang'an" for public welfare, they even offered to donate the advertising revenue they received from their platform as a distribution channel.

Wow, their reaction speed and handling of the situation are top-notch; they truly deserve their reputation.

Alarm clock: I don't understand the part about the left and right hemispheres fighting each other.

Lao Mo: Well, after all, we're not in the same department.

Lao Mo: Moreover, criticism is criticism, and praise is praise.

Lao Mo: It's a necessary process to be criticized for things that shouldn't be encouraged or that are easy to imitate.

Alarm clock: I don't really understand these intricacies, so are you still going to take it off the shelves?

Lao Mo: It will probably still be taken down.

After replying to this message, Mo Xiangwen casually forwarded the news of being criticized to another group.

What used to be a gaming group for online friends has now almost turned into a chat group for gaming studios.

The message was sent, and the screen was instantly flooded with comments.

A seductive gesture: Huh?! A public reprimand?! [Shocked]!

Bai Bai: Huh? We're getting scolded already? [Confused] That was fast... What... what should we do, Xiao Yi?

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: It's finally here... I knew it was bound to happen sooner or later, but the speed is still surprising.

Yan Nuoya did not speak in the group immediately. Instead, she turned her head slightly, her clear eyes filled with a hint of worry, and silently looked at Mo Xiangwen.

Mo Xiangwen smiled at her and shook his head, indicating that she didn't need to worry.

However, if this were the normal Noah, seeing him forward such news that could shake morale, she would have guessed that he was keeping her in suspense.

I suspect I might still feel a little uncomfortable.

Human-Dragon Harmony: [Shared a news link - a major company announced it will donate all revenue from the "Fox Travels Chang'an" platform]

Human and dragon in harmony: Look at this.

This news is like a pebble thrown into calm water:

A seductive gesture: Pfft! [Sprays water] They donated?! They even donated the platform's share?! How generous of them this time?!

Bai Bai: Huh, really?

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: Hmm? [Surprised] That's... a bit of an unexpected surprise. Seeing them move so quickly, it's strangely... cough, satisfying? [Covering mouth and chuckling]

Human and dragon in harmony: Feeling better now? [Smile]

A seductive gesture: That feels so good! [Hands on hips, smug] Although we got criticized, there are others who kneel down faster and more perfectly than us.

Bai Shishi: Mmm! That feels so much better!

Su Mengli: Indeed... I feel much better.

Human-Dragon Unity: Don't rush, there's more.

Human and Dragon in Harmony: [Shared a news link - praising "Fox Travels in Chang'an" and its studio]

A seductive trick: Was he specifically praised? Really?

Bai Bai: I pinched my cheek, and it still hurts a little... It must be real.

Upon seeing Bai Shishi's silly message, Mo Xiangwen subconsciously turned to look at her.

Bai Shishi seemed still in disbelief, her fair fingers gently poking her slightly flushed cheeks. Noticing his gaze, she froze, then blushed and gave him a shy smile.

You're not allowed to play the Holy Slash: I checked, and it's actually true...

Su Mengli's confirmation instantly ignited their suppressed joy.

Seeing their joyful expressions, Mo Xiangwen couldn't help but smile.

The gloomy and depressing atmosphere in the studio yesterday is still fresh in my mind, but unexpectedly, just one day later, this good news swept it all away, and the gloom disappeared.

Now that these solid results are before us, it's time to go and ask Mr. Li about the application for off-campus accommodation.

We also need to provide a better environment for a patient to rest.

However... by the time the application is approved, this little cold will probably be all better by now.

Chapter 128 And what about you?

Let's do it right away. Asking questions sooner might solve the problem sooner.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiangwen mentioned to the others that he had something to do outside, and then went straight to the office.

When he arrived at the office, he found that only Professor Li was sitting in the recliner smoking; the senior students were nowhere to be seen.

When Old Li saw him come in, he wasn't surprised. Instead, he smiled and nodded at him.

"Where's the application form for staying overnight outside the dormitory? Did you bring it with you?"

Mo Xiangwen was slightly taken aback. No, he hadn't asked yet.

How come you, as a teacher, are even more proactive than him?

Having been caught off guard, Mo Xiangwen was momentarily speechless.

Seeing his reaction, Old Li assumed he hadn't come here to discuss this, and after a slight pause, asked, "What's wrong? Didn't you come here to ask about this?"

“No… I did come here to ask about that.” Mo Xiangwen shook his head, clearing his mind of the jumbled thoughts. “However, I didn’t bring the application today.”

"Then hurry back and get it." Old Li shook his head and urged, "I'll sign and stamp it for you, then return the stamp to you. Let's get this over with as soon as possible."

No wonder he was even more anxious than him; it seems he temporarily took on the role of the approval leader.

“Okay.” Mo Xiangwen nodded slightly. “Then I’ll go back and get it first. Please wait a moment, Mr. Li.”

He wasn't foolish enough to ask Old Li why he hadn't asked if the safety issue had been resolved.

Old Li was about to wave him off when he suddenly remembered something and called out to him as he turned to leave.

"and many more."

Mo Xiangwen paused in his steps, looking at Old Li with a puzzled expression.

Old Li pondered for a moment and then said, "By the way, when your project started, there was a promise regarding charity..."

"Yes, teacher, don't worry, I don't mean to go back on my word," Mo Xiangwen replied immediately.

Old Li shook his head: "That's not what I meant. I was thinking that since you and Su Mengli and Su Mengyao have such a good relationship, we might as well not have to go through me for this charity matter."

"What do you mean?" Mo Xiangwen was a little confused for a moment.

"Originally, I was planning to ask their father to help handle this matter," Old Li sighed. "But now it seems better to avoid trouble."

"I won't involve the school anymore, to avoid getting involved. Just remember to say you're a student from H University when the time comes."

Su Mengli and Su Mengyao's father? So, when Elder Li asked them to pass on a message, it seems their father was also Elder Li's student.

"Then I'll ask Su Mengli and the others when I get back." Mo Xiangwen hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Although he didn't know why Old Li said he planned to hand the matter over to their father, he clearly trusted Su Mengli and Su Mengyao more.

"By the way, if you ever have to visit someone's home in the future, don't go empty-handed."

Looking at him, Mr. Li pondered for a long time before deciding to help this student he had high hopes for.

After all, when the students he mentored achieved results, he not only gained prestige but also reaped substantial benefits.

Old Li said meaningfully, "If you really can't figure it out, go online and find a pole to give him. Although he doesn't need it, it's the thought that counts, not the gift."

"Just let him know that you put in the effort."

Mo Xiangwen was slightly taken aback. Come to the door?

Why would he go to their door for no reason? Didn't he already agree to do it with Su Mengli and the others?

However, the pole that Old Li was talking about couldn't possibly be the one he was thinking of.

"A rod? You mean a fishing rod?" Mo Xiangwen asked hesitantly.

Old Li glanced at him in surprise, not expecting him to react so quickly. He nodded slightly to him, as if to confirm what he had said.

"I thought you were going to suggest bringing some cigarettes and liquor or something..."

While it's normal for middle-aged men to enjoy fishing, suggesting he give them a fishing rod as a gift is a bit much; normally, you don't give away fishing rods as gifts.

“Hey, you’re a student, why are you acting so worldly? It’s not good.” Old Li shook his head, denying his statement, and explained, “Giving gifts when you visit is a matter of etiquette, but giving the things you’re talking about changes the meaning.”

“Although I don’t think I’ll have much of a chance to visit their father,” Mo Xiangwen nodded, “I’ve taken your advice to heart, and I will follow it if necessary.”

Mr. Li nodded in satisfaction. As expected of an outstanding young person who could achieve results in just a few months after enrolling.

Whether the advice is useful or not, just write it down.

What if you need it someday and then forget about it? That would be terrible.

Moreover, based on his experience, although Su Mengli and Su Mengyao couldn't see any signs yet, he felt that this young man was likely to be useful.

"Oh, by the way, I've arranged a media interview for you in a while," Old Li suddenly said. "It'll just be a few simple questions; just remember to be at school that day."