After Qiao Nian replied to the message, he leaned back in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest.
Liang Conglin and Du Mingwei in front saw through the rearview mirror that the girl had her baseball cap pulled down, earphones in her ears, her hands on her chest, and seemed to be asleep.
They looked at each other, and naturally lowered the volume of their voices, trying to speak and answer calls as quietly as possible.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the InterContinental Hotel where they were staying this time.
The weather around the city is better than in Beijing. Beijing is windy and dusty, and the weather in September is particularly hot.
In comparison, the weather around the city is much milder.
It was almost noon and the sun was shining brightly but not overly hot.
Liang Conglin went to check in and complete the formalities. Qiao Nian and Du Mingwei were waiting for him in the hotel lobby.
Qiao Nian has a strong aura, and there is an obvious plaster cast on his right wrist. His thin figure is very eye-catching when he stands there.
She herself didn't care at all and just lowered her head to play with her phone.
Du Mingwei stretched his neck to see what she was playing. It seemed to be a small game. Qiao Nian had her right hand hanging there, and she was playing with one hand quite skillfully.
In just a few minutes of watching, he saw the girl pass three levels in a row.
The speed of passing levels is as fast as cutting vegetables.
"What game is this?" Du Mingwei tilted his head and looked for a long time but couldn't figure out what game she was playing. It seemed that there was no such game on the market. He couldn't help but ask: "Why haven't I seen this game before? It looks good. It seems to be a tower defense game?"
Qiao Nian raised her head slightly, her long, dense black eyelashes trembling for a moment, and paused the game. She said to him, "Tower defense game."
Du Mingwei saw that he had guessed correctly and smiled: "I think you play it like a tower defense game."
He paused, then immediately asked Qiao Nian curiously, "What's the name of this game? It looks pretty good to me. I'll download it for my daughter someday."
His daughter is the same age as Qiao Nian and likes to play a game called Chicken.
He didn't understand the game and didn't really approve of his daughter playing it.
The small game he just saw Qiao Nian playing was very logical and interesting. He thought he could download one for his daughter, which could also help cultivate the child's logical thinking in the process of playing the game.
Qiao Nian lowered his eyebrows, put away his phone, and did not answer him directly. He only said, "I'll send you the link when I get back."
"Do you need to send a link?" Du Mingwei was quite surprised.
I wanted to ask her if it was available in the mobile app store, but when the words came to my lips, I didn't say anything more and thanked her instead: "Thank you for your help."
Qiao Nian nodded, his eyes were very calm and steady: "Yes."
She is not a talkative person, and Du Mingwei is not a talkative person either. After he finished talking about the small game, he ran out of topics to talk about.
He was feeling a little embarrassed, and when he looked up, he saw a few people coming in from outside the hotel.
Du Mingwei was startled and immediately nudged Qiao Nian with his elbow, pointed his chin, motioned for her to take a look, and introduced it to her in a low voice.
"Did you see those people coming in?"
Qiao Nian followed his gaze. Her dark eyes were as dark and deep as the stars in the night. She only glanced at them lightly. When she saw the leader, she retracted her gaze. She put her left hand in her pocket. Her delicate and eye-catching face under the brim of her hat had a rather casual expression: "Ah, I see."
"The man walking in front, who is about 1.8 meters tall, is Aiden, the contestant from Country D this time."
(End of this chapter)