What else could Ming Yuechen say? Hua's mother just kept saying how much her cousin loved her, could she really not borrow money?
Ming Yuechen, who had been kidnapped by morality, felt for the first time that she would not always be as free and comfortable at her aunt's house as she was at her own home.
"Chenchen, don't worry, you helped Shi Li, and he will definitely remember your kindness. When his company recovers from the situation in the future, let him buy any gifts you want!" Hua Mu said happily.
"What kind of gift are you talking about? Cousin Shili is my brother, shouldn't I help him?" Ming Yuechen tried her best to ignore the discomfort in her heart and said with a smile.
"Chenchen, you are always so kind. As expected, everyone likes you." Hua Mu swept away her previous depression and was in the mood to love her niece again. She said, "You can stay with your aunt these days, and my aunt will make you something." The skirt is all made by myself, you must like it."
Designing clothes is one of Hua Mu's hobbies. She used to make clothes for Ming Yuechen, praising her for her good temperament and how beautiful she looked when wearing the clothes she designed.
Seeing her so happy, Ming Yuechen couldn't refuse. In fact, she didn't really like the clothes designed by Hua Mu anymore, because Hua Mu was old after all, and her aesthetic standards were not consistent with those of today's young people. She felt that A nice dress, but Ming Yuechen may not like it.
In the past, Ming Yuechen wore them happily to avoid hurting Hua Mu's heart, and even praised Hua Mu's craftsmanship. But in fact, she only wore those dresses once or twice and then shelved them.
The two began to talk about other things affectionately, but for some reason, they felt that the atmosphere was a little weird.
Ming Yuechen stayed at Hua's house for two days, and before leaving, she transferred 50 million to Hua Shili. Hua Shili was overjoyed and immediately ambitiously started working on his own company.
Hua Shichu didn't know that Hua Shili was so useless that she wanted to borrow money from Ming Yuechen. Now she had received many emails from game companies, all of whom wanted to buy the "Zi Bu Jiao" game from her.
She was surprised. Although "Zibujiao" was not a big hit, it did have a lot of people playing it. It could be said to be a small hit, and its popularity was still rising. It was obviously very promising. No wonder a game company took a fancy to it.
However, this game company probably thought that she was easy to fool when she was just starting out, so the price they were willing to pay was not high. One company was even willing to pay only 500,000 yuan. Hua Shichu wanted to laugh when she saw this price. Isn't this bullying?
Although the little game she created is not a popular type in recent years, it can actually improve itself, gradually improve, and even randomly capture social news events to add to the development of the game.
For example, a player raises his child in a regular manner, treats him well since childhood, works hard to make money for him to go to a good school, and urges him to study hard. In the end, the child is indeed very confident and admitted to one of the best universities. However, during the summer vacation, he goes to the beach to play. Encountering a drowning child, he risked his own life to save the child, but was drowned, so the player ended up losing the child...
Another example is another player who is a carefree parent. He has ignored his children since he was a child and is not responsible at all. As expected, when his children grow up, they deliberately go to a university farthest from home and have to sever ties with their parents before leaving. , until old age and death, no contact with each other. After the child graduated from college, he didn't expect that the player's house would be demolished because the area was large enough and could be exchanged for a lot of money. So the child who threatened to sever the father-son relationship with the player ran back again and greeted the player with greetings, which was so considerate. Incredible...
These developments in the game are characterized by randomness and low player initiative, so sometimes the game is criticized by players, but sometimes it is praised and praised, and finally it develops to the point where players show off on the forum. They are the most successful parents, who is the luckiest, and then there are also those who go up and lament who is the unluckiest, who is the most failure...
In short, although "Zi Bu Jiao" is not a particularly exciting game, it has also attracted many players who are stubborn about evil.
Hua Shichu knew that her game had a lot of room for development, so it was impossible to sell it at a low price. What's more, she was not short of money now. At worst, she could start her own game company.
She perfected the "Zi Bu Tiao" system, fixed the bugs, and then put it aside again. She is now busy designing a security system for her house.
"Song Zhiyao! Are you at home?" Teacher Zhou came to Song Zhiyao's door again and knocked on the dilapidated door.
After he knocked a few times, the door opened. He breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that Song Zhiyao was at home.
"Song Zhiyao, have you thought it through? Why don't you listen when I ask you to go back to study..." Teacher Zhou persuaded him earnestly, but when he saw the young man in front of him clearly, he was stunned and even stammered.
"Who are you? You are not Song Zhiyao! Where is Song Zhiyao? I'm looking for Song Zhiyao." Teacher Zhou stared at the young man in front of him in shock. The young man's cold face was flawless, which was completely different from Song Zhiyao, who had a large scar on his face. , but he happened to look a bit like Song Zhiyao, so Teacher Zhou was puzzled. Isn't Song Zhiyao an only son? Where did someone look like him come from?
"I am Song Zhiyao." Song Zhiyao said expressionlessly.
"How is it possible? Song Zhiyao has scars on his face!" Teacher Zhou blurted out.
"The scar has been cured." Song Zhiyao replied with a cold face.
Teacher Zhou didn't want to believe him, but he went into the room and called Song Zhiyao several times, but no one was seen. Then he ran out and asked the boy: "Are you really Song Zhiyao? Didn't you lie to me? Is your scar really healed?" "
Song Zhiyao glanced at him lightly, not bothering to answer his nonsense. After calming down, Teacher Zhou stared at Song Zhiyao for a while and finally believed that the handsome and thin boy in front of him was really Song Zhiyao.
"The scar on your face has actually been cured! I really didn't expect... Don't tell me, you are really handsome. It's great. You will no longer be discriminated against because of the scar on your face." Yes." After Teacher Zhou came to his senses, he was very happy for Song Zhiyao.
"Now that the scar is gone, you should come back to study..." Teacher Zhou kept talking about studying. He also wanted to rack his brains to persuade Song Zhiyao, but he didn't expect that as soon as he finished saying this, he suddenly heard An extremely unexpected answer.
"Okay." This is what Song Zhiyao said.
"You don't listen to the old man and you are going to suffer. The teacher is really doing it for your own good. You shouldn't be buried...Wait! What did you just say?" Teacher Zhou asked in disbelief.
Song Zhiyao raised his eyelids and replied again: "Okay."
Teacher Zhou's big eyes under his glasses widened in an instant. After confirming that he had heard correctly, he said in surprise: "You promised to go back to school?"
