That game author keeps trying to drive me crazy

After throwing out these bold words, Tan Xiaomiao went back to re-select the level again. This time he was not only not discouraged, but also seemed to be full of fighting spirit.

"... Avoid this pit first, and jump again——Okay! Finally passed!"

As soon as the words fell, he happily applauded himself.

[Plump Pikachu]: "...Xiao Miao patted her belly happily."

Ye Zimo drank a mouthful of water.

It seems that this child is happy... Isn't it just passing a selection level?

The corners of his lips curled up slightly.

I hope he can be as happy as this in the future.

After overcoming this difficulty, the game enters the level selection interface. This iwannabethegod has three levels in total. The icon of the first level is a pair of little devil wings.

Tan Miao selected Little Wing to enter the first level, saved the file quickly, and then pressed the keyboard to let the little person start to move forward.

The overall tone of the game interface of the first level is dark red, which looks very gloomy, but the thorns that are the main body of the obstacle are silver-white, and the two contrasting colors are not too abrupt.

Tan Xiaomiao flexibly manipulated the little figure to keep jumping away from various thorns: "This is the third time I have played with Mr. Mozhi's work. According to my understanding of him, this must still be a pitfall work..."

iwanna can be roughly divided into two types, one is jumping and stabbing, as the name suggests, it is to test the player's operation level by jumping obstacles.

The other is the pit direction.The so-called pit direction means that players will encounter many hidden traps deliberately set by the author on the basis of jumping stabs. These hidden traps are often unpredictable, and they will only be triggered when players pass by. Occasionally, experienced players can Certain traps are expected, but it may not be possible to pass them all at once.

Although iwanna can be roughly divided into these two types, in fact, there are few pure jump stabs, and some are often provided for beginners to practice, or the terrain settings are more complicated, for players who already have certain experience to improve operating level.

Because the pit direction already includes jumping stabs, most of the works are pit direction, just divided into "more pits" and "less pits".

As soon as Tan Xiaomiao made a judgment, an apple flew out of the place he passed, and cut off the little man's head without hesitation.

Tan Xiaomiao, who had just tapped the keyboard fiercely and planned to back off: "..."

"Believe me, I saw that there was a pit just now, but I didn't have time to avoid it." Tan Xiaomiao was anxious to make up for her reaction ability.

[Mobile phone user 58753]: "Hahahahahaha."

[Milk is justice]: "The anchor forcibly pulls his respect 2333"

[Plump Pikachu]: "Stop making excuses."

……

The barrage increased a lot at once. Tan Xiaomiao pressed the "R" key, which represents restarting from the save point, and said enthusiastically: "Welcome everyone to Xiaomiao's live broadcast room. What do you like about the host? Follow me and support me, I love you guys~”

[ayom]: "Why is this anchor so gay in gay?"

[An Xiaojiu]: "Gay gas 1 in gay"

Tan Xiaomiao continued: "Although I know Mr. Moji is always perverted, but I don't think he would make me a blue moth against such a red background..."

Ye Zimo raised his eyebrows, and thought: Am I so insane?

In the next second, Tan Xiaomeowed.

I saw the little man jumping and jumping, suddenly his feet were empty, and he fell into another dimension. On the still dark red background, there was a line of shining blue words: "Welcome To Hell."

The corner of Ye Zimo's lips curled up: The answer is, of course.

[Plump Pikachu]: "Ah, my dog ​​eyes."

[There are always people who want to harm me]: "Help! Ah! I'm blind!"

【ayom】: "My eyes are deaf."

Tan Xiaomiao's voice was Furui Wubo: "I take back what I just said."

However, the obviously amplified sound of thunderbolt and lala typing on the keyboard has exposed his heart.

Without saying a word, Tan Xiaomiao manipulated the little figure to jump one after another, avoiding an apple that fell from the top after the underground pit, and then continued to run forward, jumping and stabbing while preventing being suddenly appeared from behind A piece of iron board caught up with him, and when the iron board was approaching, he performed a double jump and stood firmly on the spot.

A bullet screen [666] flashed across.

[Plump Pikachu]: "...This is not Tan Xiaomiao I know."

[An Xiaojiu]: "The anchor suddenly changed!"

[There are always thugs who want to harm me]: "Fake, it's because the power leveling is on the line."

"Hahaha." Tan Xiaomiao manipulated the little figure to turn left and right on the spot: "This kind of small case will never stop my great Tan..."

Before the words were finished, the iron plate that had obviously disappeared went back and forth, forcibly smashing the little man standing there.

Blood splattered.

Talking about Xiaomiao's words suddenly stuck there, and gloating bullets filled the screen.

"Ah."

Huo Nian, who had changed on the bed, just walked over when he heard Ye Zimo's bewildered laughter.

He couldn't help shaking, and reached out to pat his shoulder.

Ye Zimo hummed, glanced at the screen with some regret, raised his hand and closed the notebook.

……

The campus in September is always full of vigor and vitality.

There are freshmen looking forward to entering the campus, and "old people" coveting the freshmen from all aspects. All colleges and clubs are competing to hold various welcome and recruiting activities.

The school's student union also took advantage of this shareholder's wind to hold a basketball game led by the sports department.

When Ye Zimo arrived at the stadium in his uniform, it caused quite a commotion.

As a popular figure in the school, he attracted the attention of many people as soon as he appeared on the stage. Those who knew him raised their hands to greet him, and those who didn't know him pulled the sleeves of his companions excitedly and asked who it was, and most of them were girls.

The person in the center of the vortex had a calm expression on his face, he raised his index finger and twirled the basketball on his fingertips to find the feeling.

At this time, a capable girl with a ponytail walked over quickly, and said to him with a smile on her face: "Are you really here?"

Ye Zimo put away the basketball and said with a smile: "You have invited me so kindly, can I not come?"

The girl smiled heartily: "That's interesting."

Her name is Shang Youping, a third-year student in the School of Physical Education, and she has just officially become the head of the sports department of the school's student union. It was she who proposed to hold a basketball game and wanted to recruit some fresh blood for the student union.

When organizing the team, the first thing she thought of was the Department of Mathematics. Because of Ye Zimo, she thought of a way to ask him to join.

After all, he was a colleague, and Ye Zimo couldn't refuse, so he agreed.

Shang Youping glanced at the apparently extra crowd around her, and said with relief, "Sure enough, it was right to call you here. This will definitely attract many girls to our student union."

While talking, Shang Youping looked at Ye Zimo, wanting to see his expression, but saw the latter looking around indifferently, and then his eyes suddenly froze when he saw something.

Shang Youping subconsciously followed his gaze, and saw another group of boys wearing jerseys walking towards this side, she was about to speak when Ye Zimo said: "Which department is playing against us today? "

"Computer department." Shang Youping breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

"Oh." Ye Zimo nodded thoughtfully.

Tan Miao, who was not far away, just handed the mobile phone to Xia Lingyu, who was cheering, when he felt a gaze staring at him.

He turned his head to look over, but there was nothing.

Xia Lingyu held a bunch of things in his hands: "Senior Tan Miao, why didn't I hear that you were coming?"

Tan Miao sighed: "Because I didn't sign up for this basketball game."

"what?"

He explained helplessly: "It's not my roommate. On the way back to the dormitory, he fell and twisted his foot. Please temporarily ask me to help him play the ball game."

Seeing Xia Lingyu's sympathetic expression, Tan Miao was suddenly blessed: "So I plan to beat him up when I have time, do you want to have a meal?"

Xia Lingyu's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

The corner of Tan Miao's mouth curled up, and he gave himself the stamp of "best assist" in his heart, and then looked at the court with a sad face: since he was a sophomore, he rarely played basketball, and he didn't know if he could play well today .

Moreover, his live debut/female show was forced to shut down after only opening for a while...

Soon, the person in charge came over to check if they were ready. The two sides warmed up a bit and walked to the court.

Then, Tan Miao, who moved forward while moving her wrist, stopped suddenly.

Ye, leaf ink? !Why is he here too?

I saw a particularly tall figure in the opposite team. Although he was wearing a large white jersey, his demeanor was still as cold as the one he saw in class that day. His expression was so indifferent that no emotion could be seen, but Tan Miao always felt a little inexplicable. chills.

What is Yuanjia Road Narrow?That's it!

Before he had time to think about it, the referee announced the start of the game.

Both Tan Miao and Ye Zimo are tall and straight people, and they are also the main scorers in their respective teams.

The two soon went head-to-head.

At the beginning of the game, Tan Miao was slightly at a disadvantage because of his hands. After the first quarter, the score was 21:17, and the mathematics department took the lead.

But Tan Miao quickly found the rhythm, scored nine points in the second game, and their department quickly tied the score.

During the intermission, the score on the field was fixed at 32:32.

"Wow, senior, I didn't expect you to be so good at basketball." Xia Lingyu handed Tan Miao a towel and water with a look of surprise.

Tan Miao raised her eyebrows: "Do you know what it means to be ugly?"

Xia Lingyu didn't answer this question, her eyes had already drifted to the other side: "However, Senior Ye also played really well!"

Tan Miao curled her lips when she heard the words.

Although he was not convinced, he had to admit that Ye Zimo played better than him. Compared with their respective scores, Ye Zimo was also a little higher.

It must be because Ye Zimo is so taller than him!

Tan Miaoru comforted herself.

He looked over there provocatively, and happened to meet Ye Zimo's gaze directly.

Not only did Tan Miao not look away, but instead cast a determined look.

The latter froze for a moment without changing his expression, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Tan Miao felt a chill all over as if suddenly remembering something.

I was so excited about playing golf just now that Tan Miao forgot one thing...

It seems that he still has something in the other party's hands!