That game author keeps trying to drive me crazy

Light as if it doesn't exist.

So when Tan Miao woke up, she didn't know anything about it.

He rubbed his eyes, and saw Ye Zimo sitting next to him, holding a mobile phone, typing with his fingers flying, with a bulge between his eyebrows, looking very unhappy.

When Tan Miao moved, she felt something slipped from her body.

He reached out and grabbed Ye Zimo's coat.

Why did you get on him again?

Tan Miao was speechless and warm. Ye Zimo beside him had already put down his phone, and his eyebrows stretched: "Are you awake?"

He glanced at the book in front of Tan Miao: "Is reading so hypnotic?"

Tan Miao raised her head, and the first thing she did was to touch her mouth to make sure there was no drooling before she felt relieved: "Isn't the teacher coming too late?"

Ye Zimo raised his eyebrows: "Blame me?"

You have become more courageous.

Tan Miao smiled happily: "Don't dare."

After teasing a few words, the two quickly entered the review state.

Tan Miao was ashamed of doing the questions, looked at Ye Zimo several times hesitant to speak, and finally hesitated and said tentatively: "Ye Dashen..."

"Ok?"

It's so flattering, it's either rape or robbery.

"Well... As Professor Zhu's favorite student, do you have...that..."

"Which one?" Ye Zimo looked at him with a half-smile.

Tan Miao met his gaze and said bravely: "...the important point."

Ye Zimo pondered for a moment: "You can have this."

Tan Miao, who didn't expect to get an affirmative answer: "Huh?"

Ye Zimo picked up the phone and unlocked it: "I'll contact Professor Zhu to ask for it now."

"Don't!" Ye Zimo rushed over and hugged Ye Zimo's arm: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I will study hard."

Ye Zimo smiled: "Good."

When Tan Miao came back to her senses, she noticed that she was hugging him with both arms. She quickly withdrew her hands and continued to work on the problem.

At the same time, the base of the ears slowly turned red.

Ye Zimo's phone vibrated again, but he didn't even look at it.

Tan Miao, who had finally finished the task assigned to him by Ye Zimo, stretched his waist, then glanced at Ye Zimo, and asked a question that he had had since waking up: "You don't seem to be in a good mood?"

Ye Zimo was taken aback.

Tan Miao continued to observe his expression: "Are you all right?"

Ye Zimo shook his head: "It's fine now."

It's okay now, that's what happened just now.

But since he said so, Tan Miao didn't ask any more questions.

The two of them made an appointment to go to the cafeteria to have lunch together before the rush hour of get out of class, and then went back to the dormitory together.

The first one arrived was Ye Zimo's dormitory building. Tan Miao said goodbye to him and was about to leave, but when she turned her head three times, she happened to see two men in black coming out of nowhere and stopped Ye Zimo at the door of the building. , and Ye Zimo stood in front of them in a confrontational posture.

Tan Miao didn't even think about it, turned around and ran back after a few steps, thrust/inserted between them, blocking Ye Zimo behind in a protective gesture: "Who are you?"

Ye Zimo was stunned for a moment before grabbing his arm and pulling him back: "I'm fine, you go back."

But he didn't pull it at the first time.

Tan Miao turned her head and looked at him worriedly: "Did something happen to you?"

After all, the two big men in front of them, who were taller than the two of them, really didn't look like any kind of trouble.

Ye Zimo laughed: "It's okay, don't worry, you go back to the dormitory."

Tan Miao shook her head with a stubborn expression on her face.

Ye Zimo's heart softened, and he continued to hold his arm, took a step forward, changed positions with Tan Miao, and looked at the two tall and burly men with a cold face, without losing any momentum.

"This is my school, please leave, I'm going back to the dormitory now, if you want to break into it, it seems inappropriate, right?"

The two looked at each other, and one of them said with a face of embarrassment: "Mr. Ye Xiao, you are embarrassing us..."

Hearing this extremely polite address, Tan Miao was stunned for a moment, but Ye Zimo said, "This is your business", and dragged Tan Miao into the dormitory building, and went up to the third floor.

Tan Miao came to Ye Zimo's dormitory for the second time, and this time there were people inside.

Huo Nian, who was typing in his seat, heard the door knock and said casually, "Are you back?"

Ye Zimo hummed, pulled Tan Miao to his seat and asked him to sit down, and went straight to the window and looked down: "You stay here for a while, and we can talk about it after they leave."

When Huo Nian heard this, he realized that someone was coming again. He turned his head and saw Tan Miao.

The latter smiled at him: "Hello."

Huo Nian nodded: "Hello, hello."

After he said hello, he turned back and continued typing, but the speed of typing slowed down.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head abruptly: "Eh? You're not that Zimo who..."

Almost at the same time, Ye Zimo also turned around: "Huo Nian!"

Huo Nian stopped talking: "Huh?"

Ye Zimo smiled slightly: "Well, he is the anchor I was watching recently, and he is also a student of our school, remember to keep it secret."

Recently?

A hint of doubt flashed across Huo Nian's face, but he still followed his words and said, "Well, don't worry, I will."

Tan Miao smiled a little embarrassedly, and belatedly realized that she was sitting on Ye Zimo's seat, and suddenly felt a little bit on pins and needles.

This is Ye Zimo's chair!

The original owner of the chair was calm and relaxed. After leaving by the window, he picked up a cup, took water and handed it to him: "Have a drink?"

Tan Miao paused for two seconds before taking it, and took a few sips with red ears.

Huo Nian was stunned by this scene.

Ye Mo!

This Virgo!

Actually!

Allow others!

Drink from your own glass! ?

He looked at Ye Zimo in a daze, with a look that he had never known before.

Ye Zimo looked back calmly.

After Huo Nian was confused, he comforted himself. This is probably the effect of the idol filter.

After the two big men downstairs left, Ye Zimo sent Tan Miao out.

On the way, Tan Miao couldn't help but confirm again: "Is it really all right? If those people bother you again, you can find me."

Seeing the sincere worry in his eyes, Ye Zimo's heart suddenly became very soft. He resisted the urge to snort his head, and whispered: "It's okay, actually..." He paused: "Those It's my father's person, don't worry about me."

Tan Miao was taken aback for a moment, knowing that she couldn't ask any more questions, but before leaving, she added: "If you need help, just ask me."

Ye Zimo hummed lightly and watched him leave.

He returned to the room, ignored Huo Nian's question for a while, turned on the computer and GameMaker, and quickly finished the finishing work.

After Tan Miao went back, she played with her mobile phone absent-mindedly while thinking about something seriously, and finally made up her mind, opened a WeChat chat box, and chatted with the person over there for a long, long time.

When it was time for the live broadcast, Tan Miao asked everyone in the group if there were any interesting iwanna recommendations for him to play live, and soon someone jumped out.

[Management-ZM]: "I have."

[Cute Pikachu]: "Master ZM, you are simply a game library→_→"

[Lemon finally killed the BOSS]: "The games recommended by ZM are too scary, I don't want to play it a second time."

[Alpaca]: "It's understandable that the hand is disabled."

[Lemon finally killed the BOSS]: "Grass mud horse, are you looking for death! [Pulls out a 40-meter-long knife]"

Tan Miao was enjoying herself while looking at the chat content of the crooked building, and at the same time planned to find out the chat box with ZM, who knows, ZM had already sent a message first.

[Management-ZM] "Before I give you a new game, I want to tell you one thing...don't be angry."

[Talk about Xiaomiao]: "Wow, why are you so cautious? Anla Anla won't do it."

[Management-ZM]: "Actually, I still have an identity."

[Talk about Xiaomiao]: "What?"

[Management-ZM]: "Guess!"

[Talk about Xiaomiao]: "Huh?"

[Talk about Xiaomiao]: "..."

[Tan Xiaomiao]: "Damn it! No way..."

Tan Miao sent three messages in one go.

[Management-ZM]: "Sorry."

Tan Miao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied: "It's okay, it's okay..."

He mobilized his memory, and soon remembered the first time he mentioned Mr. Mo Zhi.

"That Mr. Moji is so perverted!!!"

Tan Miao slapped herself on the forehead with a look of annoyance.

No wonder ZM would stand up and go along with himself at that time, dare to say so!

Thinking about it this way, being called a pervert by himself and working tirelessly as a real estate manager for himself, ZM Da Da is a bit black-bellied, but he is quite magnanimous.

So he thought he couldn't stand an apology from the other party.

It's a guy who doesn't know...

Pikachu, who was using the voice changer to tease the audience, was suddenly shaken by the continuous window shaking, and the computer was almost dead.

[Pikachu]: "What are you doing!"

[Talk about Xiaomiao]: "Guess!"

[Tan Xiaomiao]: "You are a guy who doesn't report what you know."

[Pikachu]: "...Uh, you know?"

[Talk about Xiaomiao]: "[hmm nodding]"

[Pikachu]: "Mr. Ink asked me to keep it a secret for him!"

Tan Miao was amused by this guy who quickly sold his teammates, and without a word, he took a screenshot of this sentence and sent it to ZM.

Then I received ZM... Ah no, Mr. Mozhi's new work opened a live broadcast room leisurely.

The number of followers in Tan Miao's live broadcast room has already exceeded six figures. There are quite a few people waiting in the live broadcast room every day before his broadcast starts. Generally, the peak number of people per day is 6 to 8.

It's a pretty big number.

Salted fish Tan Miao was already very satisfied with this.

However, he is also very happy to see the current situation where the number of followers is still rising.

After Tan Miao greeted the audience in the live broadcast room, she clicked on the file she had just received.

"Today we are going to play a new game by Mr. Ink, called iwannabeyour...Huh? Is it followed by a string of ellipses?"

As soon as they heard that it was Mozhijun's new work, the audience immediately began to swipe "Is this the follow-up to the previous iwannafindananswer?!" "Wow, it is really a series!" and other bullet screens.

Seeing these bullet screens, Tan Miao confirmed with a smile: "Although I haven't opened it, I'll bet you a pack of spicy sticks. I guess it's a sequel!"

Ye Zimo, who was waiting for him to play in front of the screen, couldn't help but smile.

He also guessed that it was a sequel. When he had just given him this new work, he specifically asked, "Is this a sequel?" and got his own answer in the affirmative.

At this time, a barrage popped up.

[A big potato]: "The sharp-eyed me said, it's not an ellipsis, Xiao Miao, look, there are five dots behind your, not six."

After being clicked by this barrage, one after another, there were immediately barrages expressing their agreement.

Tan Miao took a closer look: "It's really like this, but who cares, are you ready? I'm going to start the challenge!"

Ye Zimo stared at the screen, and unconsciously curled up slightly with the hand holding the mouse.