Reborn to Make Games: My Girlfriend is a Game Streamer

Hearing his low chuckle, the staff member inside the window looked up at him.

Chen Bainian suppressed his smile and quickly typed a reply:

"The editing is excellent, and the program is full of entertainment value."

"It wouldn't be so bad for the streamers; it just shows that my game design fully stimulated everyone's desire for challenge and... language expression skills?"

"Furthermore, Teacher Jiang is listed alongside these big shots in this special episode, which shows that the image of the victim has already taken deep root in people's minds. Congratulations to Teacher Jiang on breaking into the mainstream!"

After sending the message, Chen Bainian put down his phone, faced the window again, and his face regained its usual composure.

The staff handed him a printed receipt: "Mr. Chen, this is the receipt. Please keep it safe."

Our expedited processing channel expects the entire process to be completed within two hours. We will call you to pick up the final documents once they are ready.

"Okay, thank you." Chen Bainian took the receipt and carefully put it away.

When I walked out of the service center, the rain had stopped sometime earlier, and a few rays of sunlight peeked through the gaps in the clouds.

He subconsciously recalled Jiang Yiting's face in the video, a face that was both angry and amused, and the teasing message she sent him, and couldn't help but chuckle.

He took out his phone and tagged all members in their newly formed work group, which only had five people.

Chen Bainian: "The three of you, I'm giving you a little warm-up exercise beforehand, you don't mind, do you?"

Almost immediately, Cheng Zhixing jumped out.

Cheng Zhixing: "Boss, please give your orders!"

Two other new colleagues followed suit, indicating they were ready to be called upon at any time.

Chen Bainian: "Strike while the iron is hot and add a lightweight leaderboard and achievement system to 'Getting Over It'. You guys discuss it internally and give me a preliminary plan by Friday."

Cheng Zhixing: "Received! Mission accomplished!"

Chen Bainian: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Riding this wave of video popularity, "Getting Over It" is bound to usher in a new peak in traffic.

However, it should decline after that.

This simple feature serves as both a practice task for the new team and a way to inject new talking points into the game, hoping to extend this wave of attention as much as possible.

In the company's dressing room, Jiang Yiting looked at Chen Bainian's serious yet subtly teasing reply, especially the sentence "It inspired everyone's ability to express themselves," and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What are you looking at so happily?" Bai Yun asked curiously, peeking over.

"It's nothing," Jiang Yiting turned off her phone screen, but the smile lingering in her eyes was hard to hide.

"Oh—" Bai Yun drawled, giving an "I understand" smile, and didn't press further, instead steer the conversation back on track.

"Xiao Jiang, I've told you so much, but instead of just thinking about it, you should take action."

During our lunch break, how about we go shopping at the mall next door?

Seeing is believing; let me show you some clothes that look good.

If it suits you, I'll have Xiaofei take two sets of photos in a new style this afternoon, so you can choose which ones you like.

Looking at the pictures of outfits on Bai Yun's phone screen—some gentle, some capable, some exquisite—Jiang Yiting's hesitation was quietly pushed aside by a new sense of anticipation.

She nodded, finally making up her mind: "Okay, I'll give it a try!"

At 3 PM, my phone vibrated slightly on the desktop.

Jiang Yiting was organizing several sets of new style photos she had just taken when she heard the sound and picked up her phone. It was a WeChat message from Chen Bainian.

Chen Bainian: "All the formalities are completed. What do you want to eat tonight? It's my treat, let's celebrate."

She looked at the message on the screen, a smile unconsciously spreading across her lips, and quickly replied with her fingers.

Jiang Yiting: "So fast? Everything's done?"

Chen Bainian: "Yes, I just received all the receipts and documents, and the bank account opening is also done. The official seal can be picked up the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Yiting: "That definitely deserves a celebration! Perfect timing, my first batch of samples for tasting arrived, including several packets of hot pot base. I heard it tastes really authentic. How about... having hot pot at home tonight?"

After sending the message, she subconsciously looked down at herself.

It was no longer the oversized gray sweatshirt she wore in the morning, but a beige knitted sweater that she had bought during her lunch break at Bai Yun's urging.

The style is still not too tight, the fabric is soft and skin-friendly, and the cut is very clever, just right to flatter the figure, exuding a simple gentleness.

Unlike her usual casual style, it made her feel a fresh and appropriate sense of ease.

She suddenly wondered what Chen Bainian's reaction would be when he saw her dressed in an outfit that pushed her out of her comfort zone.

Will you notice?

Will it be the same as always, just a casual greeting?

The thought flashed through my mind, carrying a subtle sense of anticipation.

Chen Bainian: "Okay, then I'll buy some hot pot ingredients on the way."

Jiang Yiting: "Okay, I'm almost off work too. See you later."

The agreement was reached, and she put down her phone to continue organizing the photos, but her mood was as light and bright as the gradually clearing sky outside the window, with a faint anticipation for the arrival of evening.

In the evening, Jiang Yiting returned home carrying a rather large delivery box.

Besides the few packets of highly anticipated hot pot base, the box was also filled with other miscellaneous samples for tasting.

She freed her hand and gently knocked on the door next door.

"Coming." A familiar response came from inside the door, footsteps approaching from afar.

The door opened, and Chen Bainian stood in the doorway.

His gaze first fell on her face, then naturally moved downwards and stopped.

His gaze lingered for a subtle moment on the off-white knit sweater she was wearing, a sweater he had never seen before.

That gaze was not aggressive.

The clothes are soft and smooth, showing a fresh and elegant temperament that is completely different from the usual monotonous sweatshirts.

He quickly came to his senses and stepped aside to let her in.

His tone sounded as natural as ever, even a little casual: "You're back? Are your things heavy?"

As he spoke, he naturally reached out and took the rather heavy-looking delivery box from her hand.

"It's all food. It looks big, but it's not heavy." Jiang Yiting took slippers from her front door and put them on to hide her heart suddenly skipping a beat.

She could feel his gaze lingering on her briefly, a gentle scrutiny, perhaps... even a hint of admiration?

Chen Bainian took the cardboard box and placed it next to the entryway cabinet. Instead of leaving immediately, he seemed to remember something, turned around, opened the drawer, and started rummaging through it.

A few seconds later, he walked back to her with something in his hand.

It was a silver key, which gleamed with a subtle metallic sheen when held in my hand.

"You come over often, and if you're carrying something, it's a bit of a hassle to knock and wait for me to open the door." He handed the key forward, his eyes calm, his reason sounding simple and convincing. "Why don't you keep this spare key for now?"

Jiang Yiting was stunned, her gaze fixed on the key handed to her.