The account was blocked at the beginning, driving game manufacturers crazy.

Songjiang University

In the girls dormitory.

Zhou Xinlei looked at the two thousand yuan lying on the phone and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Where did Zhou Tianhao get the money?

Just turn around?

More than two thousand is not a small sum for a newly graduated college student.

She knew that her brother was working as a substitute trainer.

She also knows a little bit about this.

The price of ordinary orders is low and can only sustain food and clothing.

Most of the high-priced orders are for full-time companions. For example, there is a monthly package where the companion can only play with the sponsor within a month, not with others, and must be on call at any time.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but send a message to Zhou Tianhao.

"You're not being taken care of, are you?"

[I withdrew a message]

"Brother, you won't have received a big order, right?"

elder brother:"???"

Brother: "Get out!"

"Okay."

She felt relieved when she saw that Zhou Tianhao was simple and clear.

He only goes on tirade when he's lying and scolding himself.

As for where the money came from, she believed Zhou Tianhao obtained it in a reasonable way.

She believed that given her brother's ability, making big money was a bit difficult, but small money would not be a problem.

Ever since she was a child, she has always admired Zhou Tianhao from the bottom of her heart, especially in terms of games. He can play all games as if he was cheating.

She had asked her classmates before that it took her classmate a month to clear the same game after playing it seriously, but Zhou Tianhao passed it in a week, which shocked her greatly at the time.

As for herself... Zhou Tianhao accurately evaluated her: she is both good and fun-loving.

She doesn't care much about this. What she loves is the world in the game. Sometimes she will just wander around the game for a day without doing anything.

Her dream is to one day create such a world with her own hands.

So her major in college is game design.

If she can't beat others, let her make the rules!

…

In a rental house.

Zhou Tianhao has already downloaded several mobile games.

In just one afternoon, Zhou Tianhao was immersed in the world of mobile games.

But the experience was not as good as imagined.

It was quite new to him at first.

But when he played, he found that it was completely different from what he thought.

For him who is used to keyboard handle operation, it is really not used to using two fingers to play on the screen.

Although relying on his own consciousness and his novice stage, he can still kill his opponents to their knees.

But for him, it was like a cage imprisoning him, unable to exert his power as he wished.

This feeling was a bit painful for him. After thinking about it for a while, he quit the mobile game, not wanting to torture himself any more.

Of course, he does not think that mobile games are garbage. He also respects mobile game players. Everyone has different habits. Just choose the method you like. There is no need to force it.

It was already getting late, and considering that he would go to the Monkey Studio to install the machine live tomorrow, Zhou Tianhao planned to take a rest early.

Opening the only bucket of Laotan pickled cabbage noodles left at home, Zhou Tianhao poured hot water into it, brought it to the computer, and started eating the noodles while fighting the landlord.

At ten o'clock in the evening, after losing all his beans, he finished washing and lay on the bed. Thinking back on today's experience, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

Account bans, systems, face slaps and lottery draws were all things he had never dared to think about before.

Thinking about it now, I still feel a bit dreamy, like I am in a dream, everything feels so unreal.

"Damn it, you're not really dreaming, are you?"

Feeling palpitations, Zhou Tianhao quickly opened the face-slapping lottery system.

Although the value of the face slap was not enough to win the lottery, when he saw the gaudy lottery interface full of disadvantages in front of him again, his heart instantly calmed down.

He is also systematic, really!

The anxiety in his heart dissipated instantly, Zhou Tianhao closed his eyes and fell into sleep peacefully...

Zhou Tianhao got up at six o'clock the next day, feeling refreshed. He had never felt that his sleep was as good as tonight.

After washing up, Zhou Tianhao went out and came to the fried rice noodle shop.

The fried noodle shop does breakfast and lunch, so it opens very early.

"Hey, handsome boy, you got up so early, what do you want to eat?"

When the uncle saw him, he greeted him warmly.

"I want soup rice noodles with some offal."

Needing to replenish water after getting up early, Zhou Tianhao ordered one with soup.

"Okay, wait a minute."

The uncle nodded and immediately got busy, quickly placing a steaming bowl of pork offal rice noodles in front of Zhou Tianhao.

"Take it easy, pretty boy."

"Thanks."

Zhou Tianhao picked up the disposable bamboo chopsticks on the table, held them in the palm of his hand, and flicked them on the table, and the packaging fell off.

Taking out the chopsticks, he rubbed the two chopsticks against each other a few times to remove the bamboo thorns on them, then held them in his hands and began to enjoy the food.

The salty and delicious pork offal, the smooth and delicate rice noodles, and the green-flavored soup base. He ate it happily with one bite of the noodles and one bite of the meat.

Soon, after finishing the offal and noodles, and taking a few mouthfuls of soup, Zhou Tianhao stood up with satisfaction and walked to the counter.

After scanning the QR code with his mobile phone, Zhou Tianhao was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and turned to his uncle and said:

"By the way, uncle, do you still remember the question yesterday?"

The uncle was stunned, "Are you talking about how much your cell phone costs?"

Zhou Tianhao nodded, "I can answer you now."

"..."

The uncle was confused. He couldn't figure out what the handsome boy in front of him wanted to do?

Why do we have to wait a day to answer this kind of question?

Is there something wrong with my brain?

Facing his uncle's caring gaze, Zhou Tianhao didn't care and continued:

"I remember you said yesterday that my mobile phone only costs two or three thousand?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

After the uncle finished speaking, Zhou Tianhao took out an invoice from his pocket and slapped it on the counter.

"what is this?"

The uncle picked it up in confusion and saw the price of a mobile phone clearly marked on the invoice: 10,899 yuan.

"Pah! A slap in the face is worth +1!"

After hearing that the slap in the face was successful, Zhou Tianhao left the fried noodle shop with a smile and left without looking back.

"Hey! Your invoice!"

The uncle came to his senses and waved the invoice in his hand, but the handsome guy in the distance didn't seem to hear him and quickly disappeared around the corner.

Seeing that the person left immediately, the uncle took the invoice and complained:

"Who are these people?"

After saying that, he couldn't help but look at the price of the invoice and muttered:

"Damn, are mobile phones so expensive now?"

"This expensive mobile phone can be replaced at any time. Is it possible that what he said before that he earned 100,000 extra yuan is true?"

Thinking of this, the uncle looked outside.

The streets were deserted in the early morning, with only scattered figures walking around. Where could there be that figure with hair in its mouth?

Suddenly, the uncle trembled and goosebumps appeared. He quickly threw the invoice into the trash can, spit again, and cursed:

"It's so early in the morning, so unlucky!"

…

On the way back, Zhou Tianhao took a detour to buy some snacks. When he got home, it was already 7:30 in the morning.

At this time, Brother Monkey sent a message.

"Brother, let's go there now. We'll arrive around nine o'clock. You get ready."

"OK."

After replying to the message, Zhou Tianhao opened his own 'Goose Speed ​​Communication Group' again.

He wants to maximize the revenue from this live broadcast.

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