Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 344 Want Big Thunder, Not A
Zeng Mi said to Zeng Wenjie, "I wasn't joking just now. I'll really try submitting your work to you."

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "Let's give it a try. We haven't found a suitable artist recently. Fengyuan is pretty weak in the field of fine arts and painting."

Zeng Mi found this amusing, shook her head helplessly, and said, "Okay, send me the details after we add each other on QQ, and I'll draw it."

Zeng Wenjie said, "I hope we can spark some ideas."

Zeng Mi's eyes were bright.

This was the first time Zeng Wenjie had seen such a look in her eyes; there was no melancholy or brokenness, but rather excitement and confidence.

Perhaps she really desperately wants to do something to realize her true self-worth?

Being a caged bird is not a happy thing.

Within the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, Zeng Wenjie told Zeng Mi about the hero illustrations she needed to draw first, and asked her to draw the character Yu Ji.

Upon hearing the name, Zeng Mi was taken aback, and for some reason, she felt a pang of melancholy.

When she heard Zeng Wenjie say he wanted big breasts, she was both amused and exasperated, saying, "You're into vulgar things?!"

"What's so vulgar about it? Who doesn't love Da Lei! If I said you have an A cup, would you be happy?" Zeng Wenjie said disdainfully.

Seeing Zeng Mi's disdain, he turned cold and said, "First of all, we're making a game, so we have to cater to the market! Are you going to be politically motivated and create disgusting character illustrations to annoy players? Only an idiot would want to play that!"

"The game market has the most LSPs. If your female characters are drawn brilliantly and are beautiful, but have major flaws, people will find them pleasing to the eye and will naturally consider trying the game."

"Also, the costume requirements don't need to be too strict with the era; we can refer to the style of Dynasty Warriors."

Which classic game doesn't have a few eye-catching beauties?

Needless to say, games like Dynasty Warriors and The King of Fighters are examples of this.

Even someone like Hidetaka Miyazaki, who has a twisted personality, a dark childhood, has to walk 365 miles to school, and finds that the toilet door can't be opened from this side, would still include the character of "Fire Keeper" in his games.

"I'll go back and draw, then I'll submit the drawing to you," Zeng Mi said excitedly, getting more and more enthusiastic as she listened.

"Don't you want to experience what it's like to be on campus again?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"No, you're being rude," Zeng Mi said unhappily.

“Teacher Gao always praises me for my pleasant voice; he loves hearing it! You just don’t know how to appreciate it,” Zeng Wenjie scoffed.

Zeng Mi got into the car and asked, "I told you about that last time, are you really not going to reconsider? If you're willing to change your mind, I'm willing to give you another chance."

Zeng Wenjie said, "No thanks. Doing this kind of thing, I don't even know when I'll end up in jail. You said it yourself, I'm someone who controls my own destiny!"

Zeng Mi rolled up the car window, stepped on the gas without expression, and drove off.

"A woman who wallows in self-pity is no less adorable than Mrs. Feng." Zeng Wenjie scoffed, then slowly strolled back to his dormitory with his hands in his pockets.

He also made a phone call to Ye Yixuan.

Ye Yixuan asked, "Xiao Zeng, what's the matter?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Can't I even greet my sister Xuan if there's nothing wrong?"

Ye Yixuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then go ahead and give your greetings."

Zeng Wenjie then asked, "Sister Xuan, have you eaten? Have you been sleeping well lately? Are you busy with work? Are you taking good care of yourself?"

"..."

Ye Yixuan suddenly froze and remained silent for a long time.

"Have you finished your greetings?" Ye Yixuan made a move to hang up the phone.

“Zeng Mi just arrived at Fengyuan,” Zeng Wenjie said.

"She's still not giving up? She came to you?" Ye Yixuan's tone turned cold immediately, clearly displeased. Zeng Wenjie, however, said, "She said she came to mourn her college days, which died before they even began. Then, I talked to her for a while, and she even shed tears."

Ye Yixuan asked, "How did you talk?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "We'll talk about this next time. The key point is that she knows Teacher Gao, and then Teacher Gao even acted as her shill, introducing her to me as an artist!"

Ye Yixuan asked in surprise, "What artist?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Aren't I developing a card game with Tencent recently? We're recruiting artists! Teacher Gao said she's a very talented artist and asked her to submit some artwork for me. What do you think, should I accept?"

“If it’s suitable, then accept it, there’s nothing wrong with that. But how does she know Principal Gao?” Ye Yixuan asked.

"Principal Gao's daughter and Zeng Mi were classmates in the first year of high school, didn't you know?" Zeng Wenjie said.

"I see," Ye Yixuan said.

Zeng Wenjie guessed that Ye Yixuan's high school life must have been quite boring and dull, as she didn't pay much attention to school affairs and didn't even know about this.

After a moment, Ye Yixuan said, "It's okay for you to have contact with her, but be careful to maintain a proper distance and avoid causing trouble for yourself. The most important thing is to avoid any financial dealings with her, understand?"

She spoke in a stern tone, which then softened into a tone of concern.

Zeng Wenjie felt quite comfortable to hear such a cold beauty like Sister Xuan speak to him in this tone, so he replied, "Don't worry, Sister Xuan, I know what I'm doing! My senior brother taught me as well, so you don't need to worry about it."

Ye Yixuan snorted coldly.

Zeng Wenjie has recently been invited to dinner by quite a few people, and at the dinner table, they have given him some rather tactful hints.

In China today, many infrastructure projects are still underdeveloped, making it possible to get rich quick by undertaking construction projects.

However, Zeng Wenjie politely declined these temptations, trying his best not to hurt the other party's self-esteem or make them think that he was a young man who was content with a little wealth and had no ambition.

There was nothing he could do; the master was the one he couldn't afford to offend, and he didn't want to offend him either.

The last fight at the KTV was only successful because Ye Qiansheng's family was well-off and he had Principal Gao backing him up; otherwise, he would probably be the one in jail.

"I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I'm writing some materials. I'll find time to drink when I'm done," Ye Yixuan said.

“It’s best to drink it at home, so you can go to sleep afterward,” Zeng Wenjie said.

"Next time we meet, you'll have to eat my whip kick first," Ye Yixuan sneered, then hung up the phone.

Zeng Wenjie didn't really want to report every interaction he had with Zeng Mi, but this woman was just too dangerous, and he didn't want to play with fire and get burned.

After the previous rejection, they thought there would be no further contact between them. Unexpectedly, they met again at Fengyuan by chance, and the old principal, a street urchin, facilitated a possible further cooperation.

In the boys' dormitory, only a few lights were on, all belonging to students who hadn't gone back yet.

Most of them were senior students.

Some students come from impoverished families, with both parents working away from home. They can't bear to spend the money on train tickets, so they take advantage of the winter break to work and study.

Zeng Wenjie felt that it was not easy for impoverished students, and hoped that the revenue from the release of "Hero Kill" next year, which would be distributed to schools, could help them.

Back in the dorm, it felt empty, but Zeng Wenjie was actually quite used to it.

Because I usually have to hide from the three guys in room 621 when I'm writing "Battle Through the Heavens," and these three often go to other dorms to play cards and don't come back until almost lights out, and they also often wash their feet and don't come back to the dorm at night.

Zeng Wenjie turned over the bedding for the three brothers and draped it over the bed railing to prevent them from finding it moldy when they returned.

If there were an award for the top ten outstanding roommates in Chongqing, Zeng Wenjie felt he would definitely be a contender.

After checking the time, Zeng Wenjie decided not to move. He turned on his computer and saw that Mu Qingyang was online, so he sent a video call.

(End of this chapter)