I really like your sand sculpture group friends

"Luckily you reminded me in time."

Yan Nuoya blinked her bright purple eyes: "No need, I just happened to see it."

However, this stimulus also relieved Mo Xiangwen's drowsiness considerably.

I managed to hold on until the end of get out of class, no matter how hard I tried.

"Are we going to the cafeteria today?" Yan Nuoya asked softly, deciding to treat everyone to a meal to lessen her guilt.

“No.” Mo Xiangwen paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, “I have to go back to my dorm, so I won’t have lunch with you today.”

"Are you going back to the dorm without eating?"

"I'm going back to my dorm to get some things for the studio," Mo Xiangwen said after thinking for a moment. "I'll just grab something to eat when I pass by the shopping street later."

"Then, I'll buy it for you and bring it to the studio, okay?" Yan Nuoya tilted her head slightly forward and looked into his eyes: "We can have lunch together at the studio."

"Hmm... that works too." Mo Xiangwen paused, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded: "Then... I'll have to trouble you."

"Okay, then I'll go with your usual order."

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dong dong.

A rhythmic knocking sound came from outside the room door.

"Shishi, come out for dinner." Fu Qianping's voice came.

"right away."

Bai Shishi, who had just finished finishing the draft, got up from the sofa and swayed as she walked out.

Today, Bai Shishi is having a rare day at home, not eating alone.

Fu Qianping didn't have any work today, so she rushed back home immediately after get off work.

Fu Qianping watched her daughter Bai Shishi stagger out and then slump weakly into a chair, looking listless, and couldn't help but worry: "Shishi, are you feeling unwell?"

Bai Shishi was slightly taken aback, not expecting that her mother would notice something was wrong just because she was feeling down.

She shouldn't have worried her mother. She immediately scolded herself in her heart.

So Bai Shishi tried to cheer herself up, forced a smile, and shook her head, saying, "No, I'm just a little sleepy, Mom."

The table was laden with dishes, all of which were Bai Shishi's favorites.

She tried her best to eat as usual, and only put down her chopsticks when she felt she had eaten enough.

But after all, she was her own daughter, how could Fu Qianping not see that her condition was somewhat abnormal?

Have you been cooped up at home for too long?

Seeing her daughter like this, Fu Qianping finally made up her mind.

As if suddenly remembering something, she casually said, "Oh, by the way, your friend came to talk to Mom about something today."

Almost instantly, Bai Shishi guessed who her mother was referring to as "your friend".

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes lighting up as she looked at her mother with anticipation.

Seeing this, Fu Qianping sighed helplessly in her heart, but still continued, "He said that he applied for an activity room."

"If you'd like, Mom can take you to school whenever she has time."

"He, Yan, and two senior female students will take care of you."

She paused, looked into her daughter's eyes, and asked, "What do you think?"

Chapter 102 I'll Teach You

On his way back to the dormitory, Zhong Taihong was chatting with two other people when he suddenly noticed a familiar figure at the very back of the group.

Mo Xiangwen kept his head down, playing on his phone, and didn't join the chat. If Zhong Taihong hadn't suddenly turned his head to look at the beautiful woman, he wouldn't have noticed him behind him.

"That's strange, Lao Mo." Zhong Taihong looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Why do you look like you want to come back to the dormitory with us?"

Lian Xishaojie and Qin Yongfeng were taken aback. They turned to look at him and actually nodded, looking at him with approval.

"?" Mo Xiangwen was silent for a moment, then asked, "Didn't I go out with you guys today? How come I've been expelled from the dormitory after just one class?"

“No, not at all.” Xi Shaojie shook his head. “But I thought that for you, the dormitory was just a place to sleep.”

“After all, look, you even moved your computer over there.”

"What's left in the dorm that you still miss?"

That's a good question; he doesn't know either.

He simply wanted to go back and bring the cup Yan Nuoya had given him to his studio so he could easily drink water.

"What are you talking about? Don't we still have our golden friendship?"

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After getting the cup, Mo Xiangwen, who was then kicked out of the dormitory by several people, hurriedly returned to the studio.

When he returned to the studio, he saw Yan Nuoya already sitting on the sofa by the coffee table, waiting for him.

There was also a white plastic bag on the coffee table.

It must be the fast food that Yan Nuoya ordered from the shopping street.

Although Su Mengyao and Su Mengli were not there, they had been deskmates for so long that there was no need for them to sit separately on opposite sides.

Mo Xiangwen simply came over to her side and sat down next to her.

"Although we're all in the same studio, working together on games," Mo Xiangwen said, glancing around the quiet studio, "most of the time, not everyone can make it."

"After all, Su Mengli and Su Mengyao are senior students."

Yan Nuoya took a fast food meal out of the bag and placed it in front of him. She glanced at the cup he had placed on the coffee table, paused for a moment, and then continued, "It's normal for their classes to conflict with ours."

"Thank you."

Although it hasn't been opened yet, you can already clearly see through the transparent lid that it's pork leg rice.

However, he never imagined that he would be eating braised pork knuckle rice at this time.

"Why is it braised pork trotter rice?" Mo Xiangwen asked after a moment of silence. "How come I didn't notice this on the school's commercial street? Shouldn't the most common rice be something like roast duck?"

"Hmm, I've been seeing you muttering things like 'pig's feet rice, Shaxian snacks, the eternal home for working people' all the time, and I thought you wanted to eat it."

As soon as Yan Nuoya opened the lid of her takeout order, he saw that it was also pork trotter rice.

"I was quite curious, so I bought one for myself too," Yan Nuoya explained, noticing his gaze.

Seeing that he still didn't move, I opened it for him too.

"Do you hate it?" Yan Nuoya asked doubtfully, "Maybe we should just forget about it."

"I wouldn't say I dislike it. Generally speaking, braised pork trotter rice doesn't taste bad." Mo Xiangwen sighed, his feelings somewhat complicated. "It's just a bit of a surprise."

However, since the two dishes were the same, there was no dramatic scene of them exchanging dishes.

That's what he originally thought.

But then he saw Yan Nuoya casually putting pieces of peel into his bowl.

Mo Xiangwen didn't stop her, but just sighed softly and said, "I don't remember Yan being a picky eater."

"I can't finish it all, so I'll share some with you in advance." Yan Nuoya pursed her lips and rolled her eyes at this wicked person who knew the answer to her question. "Also, I don't like fatty food."

“But I don’t like it either.” Mo Xiangwen gave her a speechless look and asked, “Besides, didn’t you try your best to finish your food in the cafeteria last time?”

It would have been better if she hadn't mentioned it, but the mention of the cafeteria reminded her of the last time she forced herself to finish both the wontons and porridge despite feeling unwell.

Yan Nuoya, who had already finished picking up the meat, paused for a moment and then picked up a few more mouthfuls of white rice.

"Come on, Mo, don't waste food."

"Stop, stop, stop! I can't finish this!"

Seeing him reach out and cover the lunchbox, Yan Nuoya reluctantly gave up.

Looking at the braised pork trotter rice, which had clearly gone from a large portion to an extra-large portion, Mo Xiangwen wondered for a moment whether he could actually finish it.

Nostalgia aside, he hasn't done any physical labor in a long time, so how could he possibly eat so much?

"Yan, how about we..."

Mo Xiangwen was about to discuss with Yan Nuoya about returning some of the food when he discovered that Yan Nuoya had already started eating.

Yan Nuoya showed no reaction upon hearing his voice, her attitude quite clear.

"Fine, what can he do?" Mo Xiangwen shook his head helplessly.

Yan Nuoya glanced at him, the curve of her lips deepening.

"It doesn't taste particularly special, so why is it still on your mind?" Yan Nuoya frowned slightly after taking a few bites. "But just like you said, it's not bad."

“This shop at the school deliberately made it a little less salty.” Mo Xiangwen shook his head: “Otherwise, the flavor is quite strong, and people who like light flavors won’t be able to stand it.”

It was another place she didn't understand.

Yan Nuoya was speechless for a moment, so the two remained silent and ate their meal slowly.

After finishing their meal, the two finished their meal in a relaxed silence and went to the computer.

Sitting in front of the computer, Yan Nuoya thought for a moment, unsure of what to do, and then asked, "Shall I help you catch up on this morning's lessons?"

"No need, I've taught myself that part."

Mo Xiangwen glanced at her and said with a smile, "As for Yan, I can teach you a few lessons in advance to speed up our game development process later?"

Yan Nuoya looked at him for a moment, then suddenly chuckled and said, "Okay."

Seeing how readily she agreed, Mo Xiangwen suddenly remembered that this person also had a persona of a cold and aloof academic genius.

"Just in case, Yan, I'd like to ask you something." Mo Xiangwen looked at her beautiful profile warily and asked, "Didn't you already know that already?"

Yan Nuoya was silent for a while, then casually brushed her hair behind her ear and turned her head slightly to look at the computer desktop, which was not turned on.

"No."

That is there.

Although Yan Nuoya didn't say it in a joking tone, the atmosphere around her wasn't exactly serious either.

Mo Xiangwen glanced at her, then returned to his seat and lay down: "Why didn't you say so from the beginning?"

"Because Mo seemed quite happy, I didn't want to spoil her fantasy."

Yan Nuoya said in a complaining tone, "Who knew that Mo not only didn't appreciate my good intentions, but also questioned me."

Chapter 103 Going Out to Gather Materials

Several days have passed since the studio was officially established.

Everything is proceeding smoothly and in an orderly manner.

For example, playing games, playing games, and playing games again.

Does anyone know how she's been coping these past few days? She's been playing games with her friends in the group chat every day, having a blast.

Unfortunately, happy days are always short-lived.

"Mengyao, you can't play anymore." Su Mengli looked at her younger sister, who had the cursor on the game launcher, with a cold face: "Xiang Wen pays your salary, and you have the nerve to come to the studio every day and do nothing but play games."

"I didn't do any work, but I still gained a lot of points."

Feeling wronged, Su Mengyao dared not speak out, and could only glare at him diagonally opposite her with tears in her eyes.

"But Xiang Wen didn't tell me what I needed at all!" Su Mengyao accused, her voice trembling with tears. "Besides, sis, aren't you and Xiang Wen playing together with me?"

She knew exactly what Su Mengyao was saying, but Mo Xiangwen was the one who paid the salaries, and the two of them hadn't yet transitioned into partners. How could they find a reason to urge their boss to assign them work and stop touching them?

Su Mengli was silent for a moment, then said, "In short, starting today, we must work hard."

Well, if that's the case, he does bear some responsibility.

Strictly speaking, it wouldn't be a problem to assign primary responsibility.

The main reason is that he and Yan Nuoya are still studying, while Su Mengyao and Su Mengli's art and music can indeed be put on hold for now, there's no rush.