I'm not popular, it's all your fault no matter what.

"Senior, Teacher Qi asked me to call you over." Wen Guangbo bent down and whispered in the man's ear, then straightened up and smiled as he watched the man jump up like a frightened rabbit.

Cui Yan was writing the script of the game he was about to make, when suddenly a warm breath came from his ear, which made him almost fall off his chair.

"I, I got it." He stood there awkwardly, looked up and saw that Wen Guangbo was looking at his half-written script curiously, and Cui Yan stretched out his hand to turn off the screen.

Wen Guangbo raised his eyebrows, and then made an expression of "I didn't see anything, don't get excited".

Cui Yan pursed her lips tightly and said "thank you" bluntly, then walked around Wen Guangbo to the cubicle where Teacher Zhang was.

Wen Guangbo watched his back, then looked at the computer screen that had been turned off, and shrugged regretfully.

Although he was very curious about the game Cui Yan was making, he couldn't do things like spying on other people's computers.

It has been more than half a month since Cui Yan returned to school, and the busy studio life made him forget most of the G station and so on.

I originally planned to announce my retirement, but I couldn't bear to say it in the face of fans' enthusiasm.

Really indecisive.

Cui Yan spurned himself.

After walking a few steps quickly, Cui Yan breathed a sigh of relief after completely walking away from Wen Guangbo.

To be honest, he is not good at dealing with people like Wen Guangbo.

No, to be precise, he doesn't deal with people who are too enthusiastic.

Wen Guangbo is very charismatic. Although he entered the studio one year in advance to study, he quickly became one with the seniors who are generally one or two grades older than him. His popularity here can be said to be echoed by everyone.

Compared with him, Cui Yan is almost the difference between the Antarctic and the equator.

Cui Yan could feel that Wen Guangbo was trying to build a good relationship with him, but to be honest, Cui Yan didn't want to expand his narrow social circle.

This feeling is even worse when Wen Guangbo is "the same kind" as him.

Wen Guangbo did not say that he is "that kind of person", but people in their circle often have a special feeling for each other. This is a wonderful intuition. Cui Yan noticed the relationship between each other and himself when they met for the first time. Similarly, it is estimated that Wen Guangbo is also like this.

It's just that although Wen Guangbo is tall, handsome and has a good personality, Cui Yan has no feelings for him.

If you don't feel it, let's keep in touch.

He always had a premonition that it would be troublesome.

Making a secret decision in his heart, Cui Yan found Teacher Qi, whose full name is Qi Le'an, a professor of computer science that Cui Yan respects very much.

"Teacher." Cui Yan greeted.

"Xiao Yan, come and sit down." Qi Le'an was a kind-looking middle-aged man, and he patted the chair next to him, signaling Cui Yan to sit down.

Cui Yan felt a little uneasy for no reason. He recalled the feeling when he was called to the office by the head teacher in middle school.

When Cui Yan was nervous, he often became expressionless, and he sat beside Qi Le'an with a paralyzed face.

Looking at his appearance, Qi Le'an sighed inwardly:

"Xiao Yan, you have been studying in the studio for almost a year."

"En." Cui Yan still had a stiff face.

"Relax, I'm not trying to teach you a lesson." Qi Le'an squeezed Cui Yan's tight shoulders, seeing him trembling itchyly, couldn't help laughing:

"I can assert that you are the most gifted student of our class."

Hearing this, Cui Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little happy.

After all, he was affirmed by the teacher he admired.

"But," Qi Le'an changed the subject, and Cui Yan's heart was raised again.

"Do you know why I say you are the most gifted and not the best student?"

Cui Yan shook his head in confusion.

"Because you lack interactivity." Qi Le'an looked at this reserved and autistic student and said.

"Your works are indeed very creative and interesting, but they still lack a little interaction."

Cui Yan opened his mouth, and just about to say something was interrupted by Qi Le'an: "I know what you are going to say, but you should also know that the production of a game cannot be completed by one person alone, from creative scripts, art, programs Development, playtesters, bug testing, behind-the-scenes sales promotions all require the cooperation of many people."

"..." Cui Yan lowered his head, he already knew what Qi Le'an was going to say.

"Xiao Yan, no matter what you do, you are usually alone. You even applied for the final homework to be completed by yourself. I heard that time, you stayed up late for a month and just finished all the workload by yourself. Your homework grades are very good, but if you think about it, you know that you can't go on like this forever."

"You always have to contact, cooperate with others, and work together for a work."

"A person's power is limited, and a person's inspiration is also limited. You have also heard my '1+1>2' lecture, haven't you?"

Cui Yanzhu licked his lips, but said nothing.

"Don't close yourself in your own world, get in touch with other people in the studio more, you have to learn from your literary brother, I know you may not be able to change it for a while, but I still hope to see a scene where you get along well with everyone."

"...En..." After a long time, Cui Yan replied in a low voice.

Qi Le'an looked worried, but in the end he didn't say anything, and let Cui Yan go back and think for himself.

Cui Yan left the office like a ghost.

"Don't close yourself in your own world," he had heard others say before.

Game production is not an industry for one person, of course he knows this, and he is very clear.

When he was struggling with his final homework and the room was full of canned Red Bull and instant noodles, why didn't he think that it would be great if someone came to help.

It's not that he didn't try to communicate with others in the past, but let's not talk about his bad habit of facial paralysis when he was nervous, which left a difficult impression on people. Whenever he was close to the crowd, he couldn't help but think back to that time.

Those cold ridicules, just thinking about them for a while makes me feel like falling into an abyss.

...I have no problem on my own.

Cui Yan said to himself again.

Then I learned that Teacher Qi had forced himself and Wen Guangbo into a group.

Cui Yan: ...Wait, teacher! !If you have to group into groups, please change me! ! ! 【Erkang hand

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Cui Yan dragged his exhausted body back home, when he was about to get a bowl of instant noodles, he heard the doorbell.

Holding back his impatience, he went to open the door, only to see Pei Qianling.

Cui Yan was taken aback for a moment.

Pei Qianling looked at him: "Why are you so surprised, you haven't completely forgotten what I told you!"

Cui Yan was still immersed in the thought that this guy shouldn't be still in school, and suddenly he became alert when he heard her question: "What's the matter?"

Hearing what he said, Pei Qianling understood that Cui Yan had completely forgotten about it, and immediately rolled her eyes: "I told you before Chinese New Year!! You promised to accompany me to the anniversary festival of Station G!!!"

Cui Yan: "..."

He had forgotten all about it.

But to be honest he... still didn't want to go.

"It was agreed in advance that I will not skip class." Cui Yan said.

Pei Qianling looked at him proudly: "You think I don't know? I've already done the research. On 3.10, your school held a three-day skills competition, and a lot of professors went to participate, so your senior year has three days off! !"

Cui Yan: ...how do you know!

This girl really did everything to drag him out of the house.

"There are still two days left before departure, have you packed your luggage!" Pei Qianling was as excited as if she had been beaten.

"No..." Cui Yan replied weakly.

"Oh, you are too procrastinating! Give me your ID card, clothes, towels, toothbrushes, and a change of clothes... Prepare everything for me now! Yes, right now! Don't think I don't know that you will definitely do nothing after I leave! !"

So under Pei Qianling's supervision, Cui Yan had no choice but to resign himself to packing his luggage.

Suddenly received a call halfway, and saw that it was Wen Guangbo again.

Cui Yan: Why should I say again.

"Senior." The magnetic voice came to his ears, and Cui Yan felt a little familiar inexplicably, as if he had heard it from somewhere.

illusion?

"Senior, you have heard about the school holiday on March 3.10, right?"

"En." Cui Yan replied while folding the towel, tilting his neck and holding the phone between his hands.

"I was away from school for those three days because I had something to do. If you have anything to ask me, you can call me—well, I also know that you may not take the initiative to call me, senior." Wen Guangbo's tone was a little smiling and helpless.

Cui Yanxin said that you really understand me.

After chatting with Wen Guangbo for a few words, Cui Yan was finally able to hang up the phone, but he saw Pei Qianling standing behind him with bright eyes, apparently he had been eavesdropping just now.

"Cui Yan! Have you finally made a boyfriend!!" Pei Qianling excitedly said.

Cui Yan: You think too much...

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he dealt with Pei Qianling, Cui Yan packed his luggage—actually there was nothing, after all, he was only going for less than three days, so he just brought a few changes of clothes and some daily toiletries.

After sending Pei Qianling away, Cui Yan habitually opened the buttons, and saw Yunshui Miaomiao's message as expected.

Cui Yan originally thought that Yunshui Miaomiao might have some purpose, but after adding the button, the distance was much closer, and after chatting, he realized that this person is just a fool.

Although there is one thing that he can't stand - how cute is a big man with facial expressions.

Clicking on the dialog box, I suddenly saw Yunshui Miaomiao's message:

Yun Shui Miaomiao: Cooking smoke, I heard that the G station anniversary festival invites the up master, are you going or not? OvO

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Pei Qianling: Wen Guangbo is handsome and has a good personality, why isn't he a small gong?

Reader: Wen Guangbo is handsome and has a good personality, why isn’t he a little Gong?

Scumbag author: Wen Guangbo is handsome and has a good personality, why isn’t he a small gong?

Ji Miao: ..._(:3J∠)_

Cui Yan: You don't care what they say, as long as I have feelings for you-wait what do you pounce on! 【struggle

Ji Miao: [hugging and rubbing desperately]