Maybe it was because of overuse of his brain during the day. Hao Yun slept so hard at night that he didn't even hear Zhu Kening's snoring.
It was almost noon when he woke up. He rubbed his unopened eyes. Before he could yawn, the smell of the pickled cabbage from Laotan overnight hit his face.
"Damn it, what does it smell like... so stinky."
I turned my head to the side and was about to ask what was going on when I saw two unwashed socks hanging on the chair under the bed opposite.
No need to guess, it must belong to a certain squad leader.
The yellowed fabric seemed to be boiling under the high temperature of late summer, and air waves like poison were rising.
If we apply the world view of RPG, this must at least be a trap enough for people to read the file.
vomit!
"Where's Zhu Kening?"
Liang Ziyuan turned over in disgust.
"Went to the student union."
Also sleeping on the bed, Zheng Xueqian shouted in pain: "Isn't today Saturday... Doesn't the student union have a holiday?"
Liang Ziyuan: "Haha."
Hao Yun also imitated brother Ziyuan and turned over, intending to sleep for a while with his head covered.
However, the result was beyond his expectation.
I thought that my taste system was paralyzed and I probably couldn't smell this smell anymore. But I didn't expect that at first it was just old pickled cabbage, but later it turned into moldy stinky tofu.
Good guy, this thing is also self-fermenting.
Seeing that there was no way to escape from the problem, the three people turned around in unison and communicated with their eyes.
Zheng Xueqian: Which of you threw it on the balcony
Liang Ziyuan: ...This person is definitely not me.
Hao Yun: Don’t count on me either.
The eye contact lasted for almost a minute, and finally Zheng Xueqian turned over and got out of bed.
Just when Hao Yun naively thought that this guy was going to sacrifice his life for justice, he didn't expect that he hurriedly put on his clothes and tucked his advanced mathematics textbook under his arm.
"I just suddenly remembered that yesterday a school girl asked me to study for self-study... I will go to the library."
Liang Ziyuan:…
Hao Yun:…
You have a ghost school girl!
Isn't this guy too ungrateful? !
Hao Yun looked at Liang Ziyuan silently, and the latter also looked at him silently.
The two of them were in a stalemate for about three minutes. Perhaps due to the pressure from his sight, or perhaps because he simply couldn't bear the smell, Liang Ziyuan got up from his bed as if he had given up.
However, before Hao Yun's eyes could spark hope, he spoke.
"Suddenly I remembered that my buddy who lives next door asked me to play ball with him."
Hao Yun:…
Gan!
Who wants to play ball at noon
The movement of turning over and out of bed was completed in one go, and Liang Ziyuan walked away gracefully with the basketball in his arms.
Hearing the sound of the bedroom door closing, Hao Yun sighed, hid under the quilt and resisted for about ten minutes, and finally climbed down reluctantly.
It's rare that I got admitted to such an awesome university, so why can't I let me sleep peacefully...
After taking a cup and toothbrush to the balcony, Hao Yun returned to the dormitory after hurriedly washing up, quickly put on his clothes and picked up his mobile phone.
Ten hours had passed since the game was released. Without a computer, he had to go to the computer room to find out what the current sales situation was.
I hope it's not too pitiful...
After all, it is the largest single-player game platform in China. After all, two unlucky kids must have accidentally bought it, right
I unlocked the phone screen and took a look at the time, only to see a screen full of unread messages pop up.
As expected, it was from the creditor.
[How are you doing? Has the emergency been resolved?]
[Hey, you owe me five thousand now. When do you plan to pay it back?]
[If you can’t find a job, I can help you introduce a part-time job, and please don’t block me in your circle of friends. I want to check whether you have high consumption in the past two days!]
[Pooh! Don't reply to my messages, you scumbag! (｀Δ′)!]
Hao Yun: "...?"
Why did he become a scumbag if he just went to bed early
But if you think about it carefully, five thousand yuan is indeed not a small amount, and it is understandable that the other party would be anxious.
Hao Yun estimated that the living expenses for girls might be higher, but they were probably only one or two thousand. I dropped someone's screen and had to send it back to the factory for repair. These days, I'm afraid even debt collection messages are sent through someone else's mobile phone.
Hao Yun: [I will pay you back as soon as possible, probably within the next two days.]
After replying a message, Hao Yun was about to put his phone back into his pocket, but within two seconds a message popped up in the chat window.
Good guy, there is something about this typing speed.
Creditor: [Ah, two days?]
Creditor: [Is two days really no problem? Are you planning to do anything illegal? Σ（っ°Д°；）っ]
Creditor: [Actually, if you are really in difficulty, I can wait a little. Even if you press me, you will still be pressed... Also, the circle of friends will be opened at the speed of light. I have to keep an eye on whether you are working hard to repay the debt!]
Hao Yun: "..."
This kid…
Is there something wrong with my head
Even if he doesn't post much in Moments, he knows that this thing can be grouped.
[good.]
Edit, send.
After closing the chat window, Hao Yun sighed, no longer wasted time, put on his shoes and walked away quickly.
…
The computer room of the school was dark and filled with human heads.
Because it was Saturday, there were quite a few people coming here to catch up on their homework while using the air conditioner.
Hao Yun opened the door and searched for a long time before finding an empty seat in the corner and quietly sitting down, and quickly turned on the computer.
After logging into the official website of the Dianqu Platform and entering his developer account, he was just about to take a look at the game sales when he was stunned by the 99+ message in the upper right corner.
Damn it
So many people scolding me
Or how about a refund application...
After swallowing, Hao Yun moved the mouse and clicked on it with an anxious mood.
However, this slight touch doesn't matter.
The moment he opened the private message, he was stunned.
[Protect!]
[Protect our output!]
[Brothers, put your protection in the comment area!]
[come on! Developers of 2048! Don’t let crappy money pollute the environment of the gaming industry!]
Hao Yun:? ?
What the hell? ?
After squinting his eyes and reading the backstage private message from beginning to end, he finally figured out some of the causes and consequences.
To put it simply, it seems that a big anchor named Brother Xiang sprayed his game in the live broadcast room.
Then all the anti-fans of the big anchor, led by the anti-fan leader, came to his place to gather.
It happened to be only a dollar, so just one vote from you and one vote from me, and I was surprised to put this little game on the daily sales list in the independent game area.
Of course, in addition to those anti-fans who are purely here to protect it, there are also players who have seriously played this game and written serious reviews.
[This game is poisonous. I don’t know what attracts me, but I just can’t help but play it again and again... It’s four o’clock in the morning now. If you look at my game time, you will know what I have been through.]
[The average time is 30 minutes, a longer time is an hour, and the highest is only over 40,000. At this time, I am still on the road to challenge for the highest score.]
[Ah, just a little bit closer, I've almost touched the edge of the rankings! Cried.]
[The highest score was given by me. I will try to get a higher score tomorrow. (dog head)]
Not only the comments from players, Hao Yun was even surprised to find that there was a line of golden slogans on the homepage of his game.
That is a review written by a game reviewer specially invited by the platform, which usually represents the approval of professionals.
Moreover, this line of text usually appears along with recommendations on the platform’s homepage—
[This is a "toxic" little game. You have to be prepared to waste a whole day before playing it.]
Hao Yun swallowed nervously and vaguely guessed something. He moved his mouse and clicked into the data management page of the game background.
It didn't matter if he didn't look at it, he was shocked when he saw it.
Number of payers—
91779!
Oh my god!
Just last night, more than 90,000 people downloaded his game!
Looking at this data, Hao Yun was dumbfounded.
"...Are all the players in this world crazy?"
Not just sales…
The game's rating is not low either, reaching a terrifying 9.5!
And the 10-point positive rating reached a terrifying 65%!
In other words, on average, 65 out of every 100 people gave it a perfect 10-point rating! Putting aside some malicious negative reviews, even players who did not give 10 points mostly gave high scores close to full marks!
Even those 3A masterpieces with stunning graphics and brain-burning plots can hardly achieve such terrifying evaluation data...
Facing the data on the background interface, Hao Yun looked confused.
This 2048 is just a small game!
This world is too crazy...