Chapter 328: Chapter 255 Unknown Person Chapter 328: Chapter 255 Unknown Person Because Cheng Zhu had a eting at “Persistent Visit” at four o’clock in the afternoon, he cleared his morning schedule for the ga studio.
Today, everyone in the studio was being quite gossipy, turning into re spectators, curious about which alumni would co to room 212 to collect their prize money from the gaming competition.
In the WeChat group, the most boisterous, Dong Dong, had already started a betting pool, wagering whether the winner of the first prize of 18,888 yuan would be a male or a female.
The stakes weren’t high—the loser had to buy the winner a cola.
But for the boys, the amount of the bet wasn’t always what mattered.
What mattered was—I have to win!
That inexplicable desire for victory surges at tis like this.
Is it just cola they’re drinking?
No, it’s the nectar of the victor!
Cheng Zhu didn’t participate, but he was also quite curious about who would co to claim the prize today.
According to the notice sent out earlier, the winners needed to register in room 212 before four o’clock in the afternoon and then compare their data with the studio’s backend.
Then, after four o’clock, they would sort through those who had registered and completed the ga and proceed to distribute the prize money.
Finally, after waiting all morning, only one female student ca to register.
Of course, this second-year student didn’t co alone, but brough her whole dormitory, and her boyfriend followed behind.
Dong Dong, ever the chatterbox, even asked, “Hey, senior, have you planned what to do with the prize money?”
“I’ll take them out for a al and buy so clothes and oh, buy him a few packs of cigarettes too!” the girl said with a laugh.
Boys can be simple at tis—he was quite happy knowing he’d get so cigarettes.
You could imagine this boy, handing out cigarettes to his brothers, puffing out his chest even more, and gleefully boasting, “My girlfriend bought these for !”
Around noon, Cheng Zhu had arranged for KFC delivery for everyone.
As he was devouring his spicy chicken wrap, he received a ssage from Zhang Qiqi on WeChat.
She had taken the initiative to offer to promote “Sheep” on Weibo and especially ca to ask Cheng Zhu how best to market it.
Cheng Zhu didn’t reply imdiately.
After thinking for a bit, he said, “Would you have ti around seven tonight? If you’re free, I’ll co make a video.”
He wanted to personally take part, partly because it was promoting his own ga and partly as a favor to Zhang Qiqi.
After all, it was through her that he secured a deal with Ancient Mountain Culture.
Of course, in the end, the cooperation succeeded because of his own solid groundwork.
His dealings with her didn’t have any real weight.
Seeing that Cheng Zhu was willing to film the video personally, Zhang Qiqi was thrilled.
Then, her gaze involuntarily landed on her cousin.
“The video Lele’s Mother and Shui Luoluo made together worked really well,” she thought.
“Should I also bring Yiyi along as an extra hand in the shooting?”
“Yiyi is pretty, and with the identity of cousins, it would definitely heat things up.”
“Moreover, she and I are not the sa type of woman,” she decided.
So, Zhang Qiqi started to ask Cheng Zhu: “Can I also bring my cousin along? Would it be more natural to have two people interact in the video?”
Cheng Zhu hadn’t expected Yiyi to still be in Hang City.
“This high school student hasn’t gone back yet? Looks like she’s staying in Hang City this weekend,” he thought.
He was temporarily unsure how to interact with her, given their complicated past and financial exchanges.
He thought he was getting a bit tired of Yiyi.
But seeing her recently, he felt a sense of novelty again.
You’d know, he had signed Yiyi to his company in his previous life after she had graduated from university.
But now, she would be entering university next year, presenting a more youthful vibe.
—Yiyi: A fresh young version.
This mix of familiarity yet novelty was actually quite intoxicating.
Moreover, that she and Zhang Qiqi, who was quite intent on , were actually cousins…
After pondering for a mont, he typed, “Alright, bring her along tonight.”
After their brief encounter last ti, he obviously felt that although Yiyi was as elegant as in his previous life, her current level of tea ceremony mastery wasn’t close to before.
Interesting, isn’t it?
“Have not tasted tea for a long ti; might as well savor so tonight.”
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By two o’clock in the afternoon, Cheng Zhu was planning to go out and buy so coffee and milk tea for everyone.
It was past two, and no one else had shown up to register in room 212.
This left Cheng Zhu and Wei Bo quite dumbfounded.
They knew from the backend data on joining the “Sheep Group” that there should still be people in the school who had completed the ga.
Just before eight last night, soone else had completed the ga.
Could it be that this person isn’t from Technology University but an external player?
“No way…”
Or could it be that soone completed the ga but didn’t want to claim the prize?
“That’s even less likely, who would want to pass up money?” Cheng Zhu wondered.
Just as he was about to head out for the teahouse street outside the campus, two people walked into room 212 of the East Building.
When Cheng Zhu saw who they were, he imdiately stood up to greet them.
It turned out to be Dean Zhang and Director Li together!
“Dean, Director.” Everyone stood up and greeted the two school leaders.
Director Li was still the sa, wearing a thick black jacket and combing his hair up today, but he seed less spirited than before.
Dean Zhang, however, seed to be in a good mood, smiling as he walked in.
The little old man was probably just over 1.6 ters tall, his hair had turned gray, and he hadn’t dyed it. The top of his head was completely bald, a classic case of male pattern baldness.
The students of the School of Information Science always thought this little old man looked kind and always smiled, his eyes turning into slits when he did.
So school leaders at Technology University seed stern and intimidating.
Dean Zhang, on the other hand, sotis gave off a mischievous old man vibe.
In previous years, if the School of Information Science held so evening events, he would proactively attend and insist on getting a chance to sing on stage.
And despite his small stature, thin fra, and age, he liked to sing powerful songs. He particularly enjoyed singing Han Lei’s “Borrow 500 Years from Heaven” and “Waiting.”
He claid that it was his singing that had chard his wife back in the day.
In the past two years, Dean Zhang’s health had declined, and he could no longer keep up his breath as before, so he turned down invitations to sing, not wanting to embarrass himself.
Indeed, among the older generation of intellectuals, there are often so interesting little old n and won.
Cheng Zhu also hadn’t expected Dean Zhang had never visited room 212 of the East Building before. Was it the campus ga competition that had caught his attention this ti?
At this mont, the little old man looked at Cheng Zhu approaching and said with a smile, “I just ca with Director Li to have a look around, nothing much.”
“By the way, Cheng, how many students have co to collect their prize today?” he asked casually.
“So far, only one female student. Based on her completion ti, she should be the first one from the school to complete the ga, then no one else ca,” Cheng Zhu explained in detail.
“Just one?” Dean Zhang’s tone carried a hint of surprise.
A smile appeared on his face again, his small eyes turning into slits, and it was unclear what he found so amusing.
Standing beside, Director Li, looking rather pale, couldn’t help but say, “Cheng, this ga of yours is quite difficult.”
“You know, I’ve always paid close attention to this project of yours, I even downloaded it and played a few rounds myself, but I just couldn’t get through it.”
He had been playing in his spare ti these past few days and it had started to make his head buzz.
Dean Zhang, listening by the side, laughed even more.
He raised his finger with a laugh and pointed at Director Li, teasing, “I can vouch for that, I went to his office the other day and saw him playing. Cheng, Director Li really does pay a lot of attention to your project.”
Cheng Zhu just felt that the school leaders had turned an office slacking episode into sothing quite elegant.
Unexpectedly, Dean Zhang then changed the tone of the conversation, continuing, “But I have a different view about the ga’s difficulty. I think it’s quite good as it is, it’s fine.”
At this, Cheng Zhu heard the unspoken ssage, “Dean, have you played our ‘Sheep’ too?”
Dean Zhang nodded, smiling but not speaking.
The two school leaders stayed in room 212, talking with Cheng Zhu and others for about twenty minutes.
They also specifically asked about Cheng Zhu’s plans and ideas for the ga going forward.
Then, they stood up to leave, saying they would go look around other parts of the East Building.
Since the school leaders had co, they obviously wouldn’t just visit Cheng Zhu’s place.
Eventually, around three o’clock, the two returned.
And at three-thirty, finally another fellow alumnus ca to register.
This ti it was a third-year male student who ca alone, and it was unclear why he had co so late.
This student, also from the School of Information Science, was surprised to see Dean Zhang also waiting here.
So this is how rigorously fair and open we’re being?
Dean Zhang personally overseeing the process?
And indeed, the little old man was concerned about his completion ti, repeatedly asking him what ti he had completed the ga yesterday.
When he found out it was around seven in the evening, he let out a long “Oh—.”
The sound started high and then fell.
At four o’clock sharp, the registration period ended.
“It seems only two of our fellow Technology University alumni completed the ga within 48 hours,” Cheng Zhu remarked.
Before eight o’clock that evening, they had seen only two people join the “Sheep Group”.
But after eight o’clock, the number of players skyrocketed, and several more lucky players completed the ga, but they weren’t sure if they were from the school.
Unexpectedly, just as Cheng Zhu finished speaking, Dean Zhang’s face broke into a aningful smile.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, with a hint of pride, he said, “No, no, no, as far as I know, there’s at least one more person from our school who also completed the ga.”
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