I really like your sand sculpture group friends

"I mainly want to get that certificate."

Having known them for so long, Mo Xiangwen had no intention of hiding anything from them.

"I heard that if students who are starting a business occasionally miss an easy class, the teacher won't deduct too many points."

"The final grade will be relaxed a bit as appropriate."

"It can also be used to make up for academic credits or something."

He had no idea whether H University was the same, since that was the case at his previous school.

However, you have to find out first to know.

He really wasn't very interested in courses outside of his major.

Instead of playing on your phone in class, why not just find an excuse not to go?

But skipping too many classes could lead to failing a course, so he came up with this idea.

"It seems that's true, but if you're not really starting a business, a teacher usually wouldn't give you this certificate."

“No, I’m really starting a business,” Mo Xiangwen said. “Making games counts as starting a business, right?”

Although he said it was to skip classes, he was serious about starting his own business.

The biggest cost of developing an independent game is time, so it would be ideal if you could use the time you would spend on casual classes to do it.

Even if he fails at making the game, he can use that time to write more.

What kind of behavior is it to type on your phone right under Yan Nuoya's nose every day?

"Huh? A game?"

But to his surprise, when the topic of making games came up, Su Mengli made a small sound and stopped in her tracks, looking at him in astonishment.

The other three people seemed to have heard some key words, and they all stopped and focused their attention on him.

Su Mengyao was as direct as ever, taking two steps to stand in front of him and asking curiously, "What game do you want to play?"

Mo Xiangwen glanced at Yan Nuoya and Bai Shishi, who also seemed very interested, looking at him expectantly.

Indeed, he underestimated the appeal of the term "making games" to a few hardcore gamers.

"It's not decided yet, but if it's an indie game, we'll try to choose a genre that's a bit easier."

Mo Xiangwen shook his head: "I'll tell you about this later. Let's get the food first, otherwise there will be too many people later."

The others glanced around the cafeteria and noticed that there were many more students at the windows and tables than before, and students were gradually starting to enter through the cafeteria entrance.

"Okay, let's get our food first." Su Mengyao nodded energetically. "You have to tell us properly later."

"Yes, definitely."

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Making Plans Early

Considering that Bai Shishi couldn't eat spicy food, the group tacitly skipped the Sichuan cuisine window.

The cafeteria had a wide variety of dishes, and Bai Shishi, who was visiting a university cafeteria for the first time, had some difficulty making a choice. In the end, she simply gave up thinking about it and chose the same braised eggplant as him.

After everyone finished getting their food, they found a table and sat down together. After putting down his plate, Mo Xiangwen glanced at the others and asked, "I'll go get some soup first. You guys sit down, I'll get it for you while I'm at it."

"Ah." Su Mengyao hurriedly stood up: "Then I'll go with you. It'll be more convenient if the two of you go together."

“No need, it’s just a few bowls of soup, I can bring them back on a tray.” Mo Xiangwen shook his head and refused, “You guys sit and chat for a while, I’ll be back in a bit.”

Seeing his insistence, the four nodded and said, "Thanks."

Soup and rice are free in the school cafeteria, but students need to serve themselves.

After he finished serving the soup, he placed it on a tray.

Just as I was about to pick up the tray and leave, I suddenly heard a familiar voice:

"Old Mo, why didn't you say anything before coming to the cafeteria?"

He put down the tray and turned around.

These are none other than his three roommates.

Mo Xiangwen looked at the three of them and asked curiously, "What's wrong? You didn't order takeout today, but came to the cafeteria instead?"

Qin Yongfeng said, "We just happened to be passing by, and they said we could eat and then go back to play games."

He glanced at the other two, his face showing no embarrassment but rather a gloating expression.

Just as he was wondering, Xi Shaojie asked with a grin, "Old Mo, has the matter of Yan being angry been resolved?"

Mo Xiangwen glanced at them speechlessly. He thought something had happened, but it turned out to be the same old thing. Don't these people have anything else on their minds?

"I told you it's not what you're thinking." Mo Xiangwen shook his head: "We're all friends, just meeting up for a chat."

"I understand. After all, you said you were friends with Yan when you were in front of us."

Zhong Taihong came over and patted him on the shoulder, making a teasing remark, which was then scared off by Zhong Taihong pretending to kick him.

"So you're having dinner with Yan?" Zhong Taihong asked. "We haven't seen you send us any messages."

Mo Xiangwen thought about it and realized that this could indeed be considered a meal with Yan Nuoya, except that there were three other people present. So he nodded.

"Looks like it's resolved." Xi Shaojie shook his head regretfully and patted him on the shoulder: "What a pity, the three of us were betting on how long it would take you to appease Yan."

You want to see him perform, but you're also afraid he'll actually get hacked to pieces, right? Mo Xiangwen's face darkened; he didn't know how to complain.

"Alright, alright, since you're having dinner with Yan, we won't bother you any longer." Zhong Taihong said sarcastically, "After all, with such a beautiful woman in front of us, we can't keep you here."

Mo Xiangwen knew exactly what they meant. He sighed and shook his head speechlessly.

"Thank you for reminding me. I'll bring you a cup of milk tea when I go back later."

"Alright, I've been waiting for you to say that." Zhong Taihong waved his hand. "Now you can leave."

Mo Xiangwen was too lazy to say anything more to them. He picked up the tray, turned around, and left. If he lingered any longer, Yan Nuoya and the others would think he was up to something.

After he left, Zhong Taihong and Xi Shaojie exchanged a silent glance.

"Old Zhong, did you see clearly how many bowls of soup are on that tray?"

“No, but no less than three bowls.” Zhong Taihong shook his head.

“Five bowls.” Qin Yongfeng shook his head. “I’ve told you two to play less games. You can’t even see a bowl clearly.”

"Five bowls?" Zhong Taihong frowned and asked, "It seems that when we went up to the second floor... we saw Lao Mo and the others?"

"Four," Qin Yongfeng said without hesitation. "Including Lao Mo, there are four people in total."

"There's another student named Yan on the first floor," Xi Shaojie quietly reminded her.

The three of them looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

Finally, Zhong Taihong sighed and said, "To be honest, when things get this absurd, I actually start to believe they're friends."

"Old Mo has always said he's a friend, hasn't he?" Qin Yongfeng retorted. "It's you guys who have been making things up."

Xi Shaojie asked, "Do you want to go with Lao Mo to see what kind of scene it is?"

Zhong Taihong shook his head: "Forget it, I'm worried that I'll overturn the conclusion that they are friends again, and that would be very upsetting."

Mo Xiangwen naturally had no idea what they were discussing, but even if he did, it wouldn't matter, since these people had made wild guesses about his relationships more than once or twice.

It's just a guess; it won't cost him anything. Let Zhong Taihong and the others do as they please.

Just like today when we were enjoying tea, if something really happened, Zhong Taihong and the others would still choose to help him.

It's normal for roommates to joke around; it's not excessive.

"It seems like it's been a while. Su Mengyao was even thinking of coming to see you. Is something wrong?" Su Mengli asked when she saw him return.

"It's nothing. I ran into a few roommates and chatted for a while." Mo Xiangwen shook his head and distributed the soup to everyone.

Bai Shishi, who was standing next to him, looked him up and down several times before looking away.

After he sat down, Su Mengyao couldn't wait to lean over and ask, "So what's this about you wanting to make a game?"

Her words drew everyone's attention back to him, and they all looked over.

"Then let's eat and talk," Mo Xiangwen said, picking up his chopsticks. "We're all acquaintances, so there's no need to worry about etiquette."

Despite saying that, no one else touched their chopsticks and continued to look at him.

Mo Xiangwen had no choice but to put down his chopsticks as well, looking a little embarrassed: "It's like this, regarding the independent game project, although I want to make one, I don't actually have any specific ideas yet."

"No concrete plan?" Su Mengli shook her head slightly. "That won't be easy to get approval from the teachers. Besides, starting a game business is a rather delicate matter. Ultimately, can making an indie game be recognized as starting a business?"

"There's no rush, it's just that I've had this idea." Mo Xiangwen nodded understandingly: "Regarding the number of people, I plan to ask a few roommates to help with signing and adding names. It's nominally a studio, but we don't need them to come and help."

"This should be rounded up, so it can be considered starting a business. The teacher shouldn't be too strict about the conditions for starting a business, right?"

“I think it’s a great idea, why not give it a try right away?” Su Mengyao seemed much more excited than her sister, and her voice was a bit louder. “If there are any problems, why not just ask the teachers at the startup incubator?”

“Well, that’s not impossible.” Mo Xiangwen hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Just as Mengyao said, we can consult the teacher first, and then worry about how to solve it.”

"Then let's eat quickly, and then we'll go?" Su Mengyao asked.

"Today? Isn't today a bit too rushed?" Su Mengli frowned. "By the time we get there, the teacher will probably be almost off work."

"If it's almost time to leave work, then it's not time to leave yet. Asking early will make it easier to prepare."

Su Mengyao was quite confident, but what she said made a lot of sense, and even Yan Nuoya and Su Mengli nodded in agreement.

“Alright then,” Mo Xiangwen replied. “I’ll go over and take a look after I finish eating.”

Chapter Sixty-Nine Entrepreneurship Consulting

When Mo Xiangwen and his group arrived at the business incubation base, looking at the entrance and the first floor, which were decorated more luxuriously than ordinary classrooms, he wondered for a moment if he had come to the wrong place.

Based on his experience, a place that is remote and where few students would come should be a place with a wooden table, two chairs, three people, and where they wouldn't even turn on a few lights.

I could only sigh to myself, "H University is still quite wealthy, after all."

The first floor of the entrepreneurship base mainly features introductions by teachers and case studies of successful alumni entrepreneurs.

Thanks to this, the office entrance and sign are quite easy to spot.

He pushed open the office door and knocked. After receiving a "come in" reply, he pushed the door open and went inside.

Of course, the others followed behind.

There were no teachers in the office, only two senior students, both wearing glasses, sitting behind the desk, sitting upright and looking at the door with serious expressions.

Upon seeing that it was just a few students, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and his posture immediately slumped.

The senior glanced at the girls behind him, a look of amazement flashing in his eyes.

There was even a white-haired girl in a sailor uniform secretly tugging at the boy's clothes; the moment he saw it, he was almost bursting with envy.

Sigh, I wonder which character she's cosplaying.

But now, he has a tiger by his side, and even glancing at it would be a sin.

The senior student composed himself and brought his thoughts back to the present.

The senior student had been watching the senior student from the beginning. Seeing that he only paused for a moment before looking away, she secretly decided to reward him more tonight so that he wouldn't have the energy to think about anything else.

The senior seemed to be in charge of the two, and he spoke first, asking, "Are you here to submit a startup application?"

Although it seemed like he was asking a question, the senior student seemed to have already assumed that he was there to apply for entrepreneurship training.

As he spoke, the senior student took an application form from his drawer and placed it on the table.

At this moment, Mo Xiangwen noticed that the phone case that the senior had placed on the table was from the character Gabriel, the fallen angel in "Gabriel DropOut". He didn't expect that this senior, who looked so serious, was also a fan of anime.

He picked up the document and glanced at it briefly; it was nothing more than information about the business direction, content, and advantages.

"Yes, I have that idea, but I'd like to consult with someone first."

After all, it was him who wanted to set up his own studio, and no one else knew what he was thinking, so naturally only he could ask.

"So, what would you like to ask, classmate?"

Does the school have any requirements regarding the number of people in the team applying for entrepreneurship?

This is his biggest concern. If he is required to have a team of a dozen or twenty people, he really has no way to handle it for the time being.

"Yes, but considering the difficulties and challenges faced by college students starting their own businesses, it's generally not that strict."