I really like your sand sculpture group friends

Mo Xiangwen was somewhat surprised upon hearing this and joked, "A surprise? I thought I'd be lucky to get in safely without getting two eye-rolls from you two. I didn't expect there to be a surprise?"

As expected, these words immediately earned him eye rolls from the two sisters in perfect unison.

"Hmph! It used to be there, but now it's gone!" Su Mengyao pretended to be angry and crossed her arms.

"Looks like I shouldn't be cleaning someone's room?" Su Mengli smiled, but her tone unusually carried a hint of hostility.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me, ladies."

Seeing his sincere attitude in admitting his mistake, Su Mengyao smiled.

"I'll forgive you since you brought beggar's chicken! Sis, hurry up and give me the food!"

Su Mengli smiled and shook her head, then turned and walked towards the kitchen, soon bringing out an exquisite box.

Upon opening it, I found several adorable cookies and small cakes neatly arranged on top.

"Did you make this yourselves?" Mo Xiangwen asked in surprise.

"Of course!" Su Mengyao proudly raised her head. "I'll be in charge of tasting, and my sister will mainly be in charge of cooking! Pretty impressive, right?"

Yes, that's impressive, in every sense of the word.

Su Mengli added softly, "We have an oven back home, and I happened to learn some skills from my mother, so I made some to bring back for you. I hope you will like them."

Yan Nuoya, who had just come out of the room, came to his side. Looking at the exquisite pastries, a hint of surprise and appreciation flashed in her eyes: "They are very beautiful."

"Can we give it a try?" Mo Xiangwen looked up at them and asked.

"Of course, this was originally brought for you." Su Mengli nodded with a smile: "Noya, come and have some too."

Chapter 204 Project Launch, My Life. (4K Two-in-One)

Su Mengli skillfully controlled the steering wheel, and the car came to a smooth stop at the entrance of Bai Shishi's residential area.

Mo Xiangwen opened the car door and said to Su Mengyao and Yan Nuoya in the back seat, "You two wait in the car for a bit, I'll go down to pick up Shishi and the teacher."

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Teacher Fu Qianping leading Bai Shishi out, with the teacher carrying a rather heavy-looking bag.

Bai Shishi, who was originally obediently following her mother, lit up instantly when she saw Mo Xiangwen, and a bright smile bloomed on her face.

She let go of Fu Qianping's hand, ran to Mo Xiangwen, tilted her head back, and spoke in a sweet voice:

"Good morning, Xiang Wen!"

Mo Xiangwen was slightly taken aback by the sudden and much more direct form of address, a hint of doubt flashing through his mind.

Didn't she prefer to be called "Xiao Yi" before? But looking at her bright smile, he didn't delve too deeply into it, assuming that Bai Shishi was in a good mood, and he smiled as he ruffled her soft white hair.

Good morning, Shishi.

After he finished speaking, he looked up at Ms. Fu Qianping, who was walking behind him, and greeted her with a smile: "Hello, teacher."

At this moment, the back door of the car opened, and Su Mengyao jumped out first, followed by Su Mengli and Yan Nuoya. They all greeted Teacher Fu Qianping.

"Okay, okay." Fu Qianping responded with a smile, handing the large bag in her hand to Mo Xiangwen: "I'm sorry to trouble you to take care of Shishi again, Xiangwen. There are some snacks in here, nothing expensive, just a small token of my appreciation, for everyone in your studio to try."

"Teacher, you're too kind, really, there's no need..." Mo Xiangwen quickly waved his hand to decline, "Taking care of Shishi is what I should do, it's not trouble at all..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Shishi had already cleverly taken the large bag from her mother's hands, said crisply, "Thank you, Mom!", then turned around, hugged the bag, and climbed into the back seat of the car, not forgetting to stick her head out and say goodbye to Fu Qianping with a smile: "Bye-bye, Mom!"

This series of actions was so smooth and fluid that Mo Xiangwen and Fu Qianping looked at each other in bewilderment, and then both showed expressions of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

“This child,” Fu Qianping shook her head with a helpless smile, “Alright then, be careful on your journey. I’m leaving Shishi in your care.”

"Don't worry, teacher," Mo Xiangwen, the Su sisters, and Yan Nuoya replied in unison.

After saying goodbye to Teacher Fu, Mo Xiangwen went around to the passenger seat and sat down.

Inside the car, Bai Shishi was already chatting with Su Mengyao and Yan Nuoya.

"Sister Mengli, Sister Mengyao! Happy New Year!" Bai Shishi's voice was bright and carried a clear joy, as if she was genuinely happy to see Su Mengli and Su Mengyao again.

"Happy New Year, Shishi!" Su Mengyao, sitting next to her, said with a smile, "You look pretty good. It seems you're having a great time back in Xiangwen's hometown!"

"Mmm!" Bai Shishi nodded vigorously, her eyes curving into crescents. "Xiao Yi was so much fun! Sister Mengyao, let's go together next time!"

"Yeah."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xiangwen, who had just fastened his seatbelt, sighed helplessly.

At the very least, could you ask me, the person involved, for my opinion first? His house isn't a tourist attraction; what's so fun about it?

Su Mengli chuckled twice, skillfully started the car, and smoothly drove away from the residential area.

The car merged into the traffic on the street, and Su Mengli focused on driving.

Mo Xiangwen sat in the passenger seat, occasionally turning his head to check the road conditions.

Su Mengyao and Bai Shishi chattered away, exchanging stories and experiences from the Spring Festival, sharing what delicious food they ate and what fun things they encountered.

Although Yan Nuoya didn't talk much, she would occasionally chime in with a few words, or a faint smile would appear on her lips when Bai Shishi got excited.

A warm and cheerful atmosphere filled the car, and Mo Xiangwen, whose mood became increasingly brighter from being infected by it, glanced at the three girls huddled together in the back seat.

After a moment of silence, he turned his head slightly and looked at Su Mengli's focused and gentle profile in the driver's seat beside him.

While no one really minds picking up and dropping off Shishi every time, it's not very convenient in the long run.

Mo Xiangwen's thoughts gradually became active.

Bai Shishi still needs to rest and recuperate; constantly traveling back and forth isn't a solution.

If we could have an off-campus studio, with more space and complete facilities, she could rest directly when she's tired, or even stay there if she wants... It would also be convenient for everyone to discuss and work together.

No, it doesn't necessarily have to be in an office building. With the size of their studio, it can be anywhere.

For people like Su Mengli, buying or renting a house is not a bad idea.

But even though Su Mengli's apartment is quite large, it only has three bedrooms and a study.

If you're looking for something, you can only look for something larger, or something like the self-built houses back home.

Of course, there is also the most convenient option.

That means finding an apartment in the same building as Su Mengli's suite, so that he and Yan Nuoya can move out, and then Shishi can move in with them.

However, doing so would feel like isolating them, so that's not a good idea and we can't do it.

Even with Mr. Su Yuntao's sponsorship in the account, renting and decorating a suitable off-campus studio is a considerable ongoing expense.

To be honest, there's something strange about using the funds Su Yuntao gave me to renovate a house. But renovating a studio should be considered a reasonable expense, right?

It seems this matter needs further consideration. Let's put it on hold for now, until the game is finished, or until the investors have new funding.

He sighed softly to himself, temporarily suppressing the thought and refocusing his attention on the present.

While he was lost in thought, his group had already returned to the school gate.

Many students returned more than ten days early, and since they were genuine H school students, the security guards naturally had no reason to stop them.

After parking the car, the group, carrying the bags given to them by their counselor, returned to the long-missed studio.

After being away for nearly a month, a thin layer of dust had accumulated on everything in the room.

"Alright, let's begin the spring cleaning!" Mo Xiangwen put down his things and clapped his hands. "Let's do a quick clean here first, and then we'll have a meeting to clarify everyone's tasks."

Everyone agreed and quickly got to work. They swept, mopped, wiped tables, and cleaned computer screens and equipment.

With many hands making light work, the studio was transformed and full of life again in less than an hour.

Everyone sat around the coffee table, and Mo Xiangwen opened his laptop, connected it to the projector, and brought up the project planning document.

"Alright, the holiday is over, and our 'Childhood, My University, and My Life as a Corporate Slave' project is officially restarting." Mo Xiangwen's gaze swept over everyone. Even Su Mengyao, who usually loved to joke around, was now sitting upright, looking serious as she listened.

"First, let's clarify and refine our core division of labor at this stage."

He manipulated the mouse, listing the items one by one:

"I, Mo Xiangwen, am responsible for the overall advancement of the project, personnel coordination, and progress management. At the same time, I am in charge of the main copywriting work, including the core world view framework, main plot design, planning of important branch options, and the initial writing and coordination of all texts."

“Noya.” He looked at the silver-haired girl beside him, “The main programming work is yours. You will lead this part, and I will assist you. At the same time, you will assist me in the copywriting, reviewing and polishing the text and making suggestions.”

Yan Nuoya nodded gently, smiling slightly.

"Okay, leave it to me."

“Of course I have no reason to worry about Noah.” Mo Xiangwen smiled and looked down at Bai Shishi sitting next to him.

"Shishi," Mo Xiangwen said softly, "your task is the most important: to be responsible for the character illustrations and facial expression differences of all the main characters. This is the face of the game, directly affecting the player's first impression."

"Uh-huh."

“However,” Mo Xiangwen changed the subject, “more importantly, we must prioritize rest, do what we can, and not push ourselves too hard.”

Bai Shishi nodded vigorously: "I will try my best! I will also take care of my health!"

“Mengyao.” Mo Xiangwen looked at her: “You will be in charge of the music and sound effects, including finding and contacting suitable composers, purchasing or producing sound effect materials, and reviewing all audio content to ensure it matches the scene atmosphere. At the same time, the background art will also be entirely your responsibility.”

Su Mengyao confidently gave an OK sign: "No problem! I've got it covered."

"Finally, Mengli." Mo Xiangwen looked at the last member: "You are meticulous, have strong communication skills, and are very thoughtful. I'll need to trouble you to take care of things like coordinating and reminding development schedules, as well as other operational and management tasks, to help me share some of the management burden. Also, please assist Mengyao if she needs any help."

The arrangement sounded reasonable, and Su Mengli nodded. She was about to agree when she pursed her lips slightly, seemingly hesitating for a moment, before finally speaking: "Xiang Wen, Nuoya, I...I have an idea."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's attention immediately shifted from him to Su Mengli.

After pausing for a moment, he chuckled and said, "Say it, you're the major shareholder, what are you afraid of?"

“I’ve looked at the project plan. Xiang Wen, you’ll be managing the project and also responsible for the main copywriting, which is a lot of pressure. Nuoya’s main programming work is even more crucial and demanding.” Su Mengli’s voice was as gentle as ever, but still clear: “My university major was also related to writing, and my reading volume is pretty good. I was thinking… could I try to share some of the copywriting work for the secondary character storylines? Like the 'Xia Chenlu' storyline?”

"If possible, it would be best to give me her character illustrations as well," Su Mengli said. "It's quite a task for Shishi to draw the character illustrations for four female protagonists all by herself, but her health isn't very good."

She paused, then added, "Of course, in the end, it will definitely need to be reviewed and polished by you and Nuoya together, and the character illustrations will also be released only after Shishi's approval."

Mo Xiangwen was taken aback. He remembered the character description of "Xia Chenlu": she appeared quiet and elegant, but was very strong-willed.

To some extent, whether it's family background, appearance, temperament, or personality, she does indeed bear a resemblance to Su Mengli.

Although this type of girl is already a classic character, having her write the story might bring out a different flavor.

Moreover, with him in charge of the final oversight, any problems can be addressed promptly.

But his first thought was whether her task was too heavy.

“Mengli, I understand your feelings. But there’s already a lot going on with operations coordination and Mengyao, plus copywriting… The workload of copywriting is even greater than you imagine. Aren’t you pushing yourself too hard?”

"If this wears you out, Uncle Su will come looking for me with a knife," Mo Xiangwen said half-jokingly.

"It's alright." Su Mengli shook her head and smiled. "Xiang Wen, you're still handling most of the operations and coordination. I'm just reminding you and providing assistance. It's not difficult at all. Besides, I really want to do more for everyone."

At this moment, Su Mengyao interjected, her tone tinged with worry: "Sister, isn't this too much?"

Bai Shishi, who was standing next to her, whispered, "Sister Mengli, if you want to draw that character, I... I can tell you all my character drawing techniques and tips."

Su Mengli smiled at her sister and said, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Then she said gently to Bai Shishi, "Thank you, Shishi. If there's anything I didn't draw well, please feel free to give me some pointers."

"Mmm." Bai Shishi nodded slightly.

Mo Xiangwen glanced at Yan Nuoya, who remained calm and seemed to have no objection to the suggestion.

He then looked at Su Mengli, whose eyes were resolute, pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "Alright. Mengli, you can try out the first draft of the text for the 'Xia Chenlu' storyline. Prioritize operational matters, and do your best with the copywriting. You can communicate with me anytime if you have any questions."

"As for the painting part..." Mo Xiangwen hesitated and looked at Bai Shishi. He was also a little worried that Bai Shishi would force herself and whether she could handle it.

But he really didn't understand painting at all, nor did he know whether Bai Shishi really needed support.

"Let's see how things go later. If Shishi has no objections and the workload is quite heavy, then let's ask Mengli for help."

Bai Shishi nodded: "I understand!"

The division of labor was thus arranged. Mo Xiangwen looked at the team members in front of him who were already eager to try, and took a deep breath.

"If you have any other ideas, feel free to bring them up now," Mo Xiangwen said. "We'll make adjustments as needed if there are any issues."

"Me! Me!" Su Mengyao raised her hand: "I have another question to ask."

"Speak," Mo Xiangwen said succinctly.

Su Mengyao hesitated for a moment, but still decided to ask, "Is the name of this game a little inappropriate?"

"Uh...how about some changes?"

Mo Xiangwen originally just came up with the idea on the spot and planned to change it later if he thought of something else. But since it's been brought up, we can take this opportunity to discuss it with everyone.

"How about calling it 'My Life'?"