Chapter 175: Chapter 148 Detective Little Lu Begins to Move Out Chapter 175: Chapter 148 Detective Little Lu Begins to Move Out The next day, at ten in the morning, everyone from the ga studio gathered in Room 212 of the East Building.
Cheng Zhu was the last to arrive; he had gone back to his dorm to pick up his laptop.
By the ti he reached Room 212, everyone was reminiscing about Dong Dong’s drunken antics from the night before.
“Brother Zhu, you arrived just in ti. Send him the video you recorded! Let him see for himself how he was hugging a tree and calling out for Zhu Yingying, with his hands all over the tree!” Liu Feng egged on.
Dong Dong’s face turned beet red. It was one thing to hug a tree—his mother could tolerate that—but to have his hands wandering over it was another story entirely.
“Alright, I’ll send the video to the group chat, and after everyone’s seen it, we can get to work!” Cheng Zhu laughed.
Hearing this, Dong Dong imdiately raised a finger: “Brother Zhu, please spare ! I’ll buy the video from you with a red packet. Na your price!”
“Fine then, since it’s everyone’s first day at work, put 88 in the group chat for good luck,” Cheng Zhu grandly gestured, sparing his life.
“Sure, sure, sure!” Mr. Dong, who claid to have a monthly living budget of 8000, imdiately nodded like crazy.
After everyone had snatched the lucky red packets, the atmosphere in the room instantly improved.
“Damn! How co I only got twenty cents?”
“Aweso! 16 yuan! There’s my lunch money!”
“What the hell, 2.13?”
“I’m going to be the last one to take a packet. That way, I’m usually not the lowest.”
Having had a bit of fun with Dong Dong’s money, Cheng Zhu took a seat at his desk, gently tapped on the table, and signaled for everyone to quiet down.
“I’ll give a brief overview of the ga we’re going to make next.”
With his voice, the room fell silent in an instant.
It couldn’t be helped; everyone was just too curious.
But as Cheng Zhu’s description carried on, faces went from confused to more confused, and then to thoroughly bemused…
Wei Bo probably also realized why that guy nad Ding Le had stord out during his interview day.
There were people in the School of Computer Science who had made match-three gas, and Wei Bo knew it.
Such gas weren’t particularly difficult to make and were indeed quite suitable for college students to try their hand at.
But it was hard to make them stand out.
The gaplay was more or less the sa, just a layer of skin was changed.
If you could make it exceptionally beautiful, maybe changing the skin could generate a fair bit of popularity.
But the point was… it seed we didn’t have that skill.
However, as Cheng Zhu explained in more detail, so still didn’t grasp what was so special about it, but a few began to sense that this match-three ga had so major differences from the ones on the market!
Wei Bo was one of them.
He seed to grasp the essence of the ga a bit, but yet not quite entirely.
“The things you need to eliminate pile up layer upon layer, and you’ve no idea just how much is underneath until you remove the top ones,” he thought to himself, finding the idea quite novel.
“Is it by using this sense of the unknown to increase the difficulty level by level?” Wei Bo wondered to himself.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Zhu then said, “This ga only has two levels each day, the first one is just a no-brainer mode, telling you that putting three together will eliminate them. The second level… I want 99.99%, no! 99.999% of people to not be able to get past it!”
Wei Bo: “???”
“Also, the combination for the second level every day is different from the day before,” Cheng Zhu added.
Wei Bo: “???”
His entire morning felt like he was beginning to understand a little, then beca confused again. Like he was starting to get it, and then bam, back to confusion.
The feeling was quite peculiar.
Although he could not fully grasp Cheng Zhu’s deeper aning, he could tell that the other party had a mature idea and a complete frawork.
It wasn’t just a rush of blood to the head, a random idea, and then a hasty start.
If that were the case, it could very likely lead to constant last-minute changes.
In the process of ga production, various adjustnts were inevitable.
But the overall direction surely shouldn’t change all the ti, right?
After Cheng Zhu finished his detailed explanation, he started assigning work.
He didn’t need his subordinates to fully understand his thought process and wouldn’t provide excessive explanations or descriptions.
All they had to do was follow his instructions and get to work.
Soon, everyone in Room 212 started getting busy.
Cheng Zhu’s office desk was not in the sa area as theirs.
This was also more convenient for him to do other things.
Today, Hu Yan had finished drawing all the comic pictures for the main images of the sellers’ show.
Ye Zi had also finished photoshopping the rest of the photos for the sellers’ show.
Cheng Zhu checked them out and felt there were no problems.
Speaking of which, Ye Zi had indeed been quite busy these past few days.
After all, not only was she responsible for the seller’s show for the new product, but all the old ones had to be replaced as well.
Therefore, she was always busy in her hotel room every day.
Taking pictures in the morning with the QQ model Xixi and photoshopping at night in the hotel room by herself.
This kind of life made her feel very fulfilled.
It was just that the bed in the hotel was too big and soft, and she always dread sothing strange at night, making her mouth feel oddly empty.
That compelled her to take a bath every night before sleep and one more as soon as she woke up in the morning.
QQ model Xixi had wanted to stay over in her hotel room a few tis, to sleep with Ye Zi at night, but she had been decisively turned down.
She knew in her heart that she was still deeply looking forward to sothing.
After thinking it over, Cheng Zhu sent her a WeChat ssage: “The few sets to be photographed next, don’t seem to suit the style of the hotel you are currently staying at, right?”
“Yeah, that’s right, I need to change places tomorrow,” Ye Zi replied.
“Find a hotel not too far from the university,” Cheng Zhu said straightforwardly.
Ye Zi instantly sent back a sticker and started to feel an itch in her butt instinctively.
If it were work-related arrangents, she would definitely reply with “Okay, boss.”
But for these kinds of life arrangents, she would naturally switch to another sticker.
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In the afternoon, Cheng Zhu received a WeChat ssage from Jiang Wanzhou.
“Let tell you, sothing bizarre happened!” Little President Jiang started off by hanging his curiosity.
“Spit it out quickly, if you don’t get straight to the point in your next ssage, I won’t listen,” Cheng Zhu replied.
He knew that Jiang Wanzhou was soone with a strong desire to share.
But he was also mischievous, liking to tantalize people before telling a story.
The hell with it, try doing that with ! If you can bear not to tell, then don’t!
Jiang Wanzhou indeed couldn’t bear it.
He first sent Cheng Zhu a sticker of a little girl rolling her eyes, and then obediently got straight to the point, rather dramatically.
“Sister Lu suddenly ca to find out about your past romantic relationships!”
Cheng Zhu replied with a big question mark in the WeChat conversation, feigning ignorance to trigger Jiang Wanzhou’s even stronger desire to express himself, while actually thinking, “Great news!”
First off, if a girl goes to your best buddies to find out information about you, it speaks volus, right?
Secondly, I’m not in the sa situation as in my previous life; my past is sothing I can stand to have examined!
If it were in my previous life, I’d consider grabbing sothing handy just to shut Jiang Wanzhou’s mouth for good.
In my previous life, while I was starting a business in Wu City and Jiang Wanzhou was busy in Hang City, every ti he ca to visit in Wu City, the girl by his side was never the sa.
Sotis, he would even bring two at once…
If we were to do sothing at night, I’d bring a car full of girls.
Jiang Wanzhou also knew very well, “Bringing a car full of girls was the car’s limit, not Cheng Zhu’s.”
But this life is different. Cheng Zhu was reborn and is now 18 and just started his freshman year at university.
His romantic history is pretty clean, and Jiang Wanzhou only knows about one Li Xinyue.
At this mont, as Little President Jiang saw the big question mark sent by Cheng Zhu, he typed enthusiastically.
“Right? You’re surprised too, aren’t you? Sister Lu actually ca to find out about your love history!”
“By the way, what’s the deal between you two!”
“Damn, you’re not really chasing Sister Lu, are you?”
Jiang Wanzhou began a barrage of ssages.
“Your mouth is rented or sothing? You’re really working it,” complained Cheng Zhu at the tidal wave of texts.
“Hurry up, what did you say to Lin Lu?” he demanded.
What Jiang Wanzhou did next was put forth a condition: “First, you tell if you two are secretly dating!”
“No,” Cheng Zhu replied instantly.
Jiang Wanzhou then inexplicably said, “Then I’ll sidetrack for a mont. Shen Minglang told and my cousin before, if you managed to chase Sister Lu, he’d wash your underwear for a year.”
“Shit! Why is he eyeing my underwear! Damn pervert!” Cheng Zhu was astounded.
Shen Minglang indeed ntioned this several tis, but this was the first ti Cheng Zhu had heard about it.
“He’s so keen on washing my underwear, but I guess he won’t get his chance,” Cheng Zhu responded, “I won’t pursue Lin Lu, at most it would be Lin Lu chasing .”
Jiang Wanzhou sent back a “Oh.”
Then, he proceeded to write, “To be honest with you, I haven’t replied to Sister Lu yet.”
Cheng Zhu nodded slightly and emotionlessly typed a complint, “Reliable!”
He continued, “It doesn’t really matter. There’s nothing bad about the matter with Li Xinyue anyway.”
“Right, you haven’t done anything wrong,” Jiang Wanzhou readily agreed, having always disliked Li Xinyue, now more than ever.
“It’s always Li Xinyue ssing around while she was with you. I still rember her drama queen act, demanding that you block even . She’s just mad!”
“She would kick up a fuss if any girl had normal contact with you, insisting you delete friends.”
“Yet she’s so hypocritical herself. Why didn’t she delete Li Rui, huh?”
Jiang Wanzhou went on and on with his tirade.
In the past, Cheng Zhu would find these rants annoying and tedious.
Now, he thought—good work!
The best would be if you told Lin Lu the sa, portraying as the victim of my last relationship.
Essential elents for a scumbag—”I’ve been hurt in love before.”
His eyes narrowed as he began to type to Jiang Wanzhou, his mind unmoved but his words tinged with regret: “Sigh, it’s all in the past. So people co into your life rely to teach you a lesson.”
Jiang Wanzhou was instantly provoked to comfort his buddy more and vehently express how terrible Li Xinyue was.
But Cheng Zhu cut him off, “Soone’s looking for . I’ve got sothing to do now, let’s talk later. You go reply to Lin Lu first.”
Little President Jiang had just worked up his emotions, his words almost spilling out, and you’re hitting with this!?
He imdiately turned to talk to Lin Lu.
“Sister Lu, I got a bit tied up and didn’t see your ssage just now. I’m going to tell you everything I know about Cheng Zhu’s romantic past now, I’ll tell you everything I know!”
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(ps: Second update, asking for monthly votes.
I seem to have developed kidney stones, quite painful; I feel like I need to go to the hospital to check it out in the dayti…)
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