Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!
Chapter 294 - Chapter 294 Chapter 239 She is Called Yiyi_2

Chapter 294: Chapter 239 She is Called Yiyi_2 Chapter 294: Chapter 239 She is Called Yiyi_2 He was telling the truth; some guys really do feel like two different people before and after falling in love–it’s quite magical!

Liu Feng, hearing this, just stood there grinning like an idiot.

Only Dong Dong by the side felt so jealous he blurted out, “Dude, you gotta light one up for Brother Zhu!”

Yet deep down, he was planning to copy Liu Feng’s confession word for word, hoping to find a place and watch a movie with Zhu Yingying, and then look for a wingman on the side.

Who would have thought that this guy, who loved to act all ignorant, wouldn’t even let such an opportunity slip by?

After chatting casually for a few moments, Cheng Zhu asked, “By the way, how was the feedback on ‘Sheep’ from our classmates?”

He had come over mainly to find out about that.

He wasn’t secretly extending his stay at the guesthouse with the counselor, so he had entrusted Liu Feng with the task of asking their classmates on the bus.

We are, after all, the sponsors of this school trip, and it had already been agreed that everyone would provide feedback after playing.

“Especially since I now have people over me, anyone who doesn’t obey, I’ll have the counselor make things difficult for them, huh!” thought Cheng Zhu, amusing himself.

And he felt that since he wasn’t on the bus, people would probably be more open to talking.

Liu Feng and the others exchanged glances, trying hard to suppress their laughter upon hearing Cheng Zhu’s question.

Even the typically stoic and plump Zheng Qingfeng struggled to hold it in, his aging face turning beet red.

Cheng Zhu, seeing their expressions, pretty much guessed what was going on.

Wei Bo, sitting beside them, chuckled and said, “Boss, these three have already come and told us earlier that the classmates are cursing us developers!”

“Well, sorry you guys had to go through that,” Cheng Zhu said with a laugh.

Even the most vocal troublemakers in class probably wouldn’t dare openly curse Cheng Zhu; they could only “tactfully” curse Wei Bo and those in the studio.

After all, our Brother Zhu has the face of a school tyrant.

In fact, Zheng Qingfeng was indeed not someone to mess with.

But these studio guys are real idiots–making the game so damn hard!

What the hell kind of match-three game doesn’t let people advance through the levels?

Level one difficulty: What is one plus one?

Level two difficulty: Why does one plus one equal two?

High difficulty I can tolerate, but damn it’s so annoying! I thought I was almost done, only to discover there were more layers stacked underneath like a pile of Arhats!

“Brother Zhu, Zhou Kang was such an idiot he almost played all night!” Dong Dong said with a giggle.

“They felt quite accomplished, thankful that they got to trial the game.”

This caught Cheng Zhu’s attention, and he asked, “How so?”

“Zhou Kang brags about being a gaming pro, right? Playing all sorts of messy games and even being a pro gamer.”

“He figured that many in class play games, and since we understand some match-three game designing mindsets, if even we can’t beat the game, then the pass rate is definitely too low and needs adjusting.”

“Otherwise, once officially released, it’ll be a big problem.”

Hearing this, Cheng Zhu slightly shook his head.

After a brief meeting with everyone, Cheng Zhu checked his phone.

It was only then that he saw Chen Jieyu’s reply to his WeChat message.

“Tried it on, fits just right.”

“That’s good,” he typed, “Do you still like the style?”

“Looks good, very versatile,” she replied, “But don’t suddenly buy me things without saying anything next time.”

“Okay,” Cheng Zhu casually agreed, not really taking it to heart.

After chatting a bit more, Chen Jieyu suddenly said, “I am going to transfer you one yuan now, accept it.”

“Why?” Cheng Zhu had a guess but asked anyway.

“There’s a saying here that if you receive a gift of shoes from someone, it’s better to give them one yuan,” Chen Jieyu said vaguely, as if it might bring bad luck.

“Didn’t expect that a university counselor would be so superstitious,” Cheng Zhu typed, “Alright, go ahead and transfer it.”

Seeing he didn’t pursue the topic further, Chen Jieyu let out a sigh of relief and then sent him a one yuan red packet, which Cheng Zhu accepted instantly.

Little did she know that Cheng Zhu was aware of this folk belief, supposedly saying that giving shoes to someone of the opposite sex is unlucky, as it implies letting the other person go.

Giving them one yuan as if to say, ‘This pair of shoes I have bought.’

This sly man knew about this because sometimes after he gave someone shoes, he would actively ask for one yuan from them.

Then he would inform them about this belief.

At this moment, because Cheng Zhu knew about this folk saying regarding shoes, when Chen Jieyu ambiguously transferred him one yuan, he could sense what she was thinking inside.

Or rather, what she hoped for.

I don’t want to leave.

I want to stay by your side.

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Back in the studio, Cheng Zhu put down his phone and walked alone out to the corridor, gazing at the green plants in the school, deep in thought.

In fact, after this period of internal testing, he felt that ‘Sheep’ was almost ready to go live.

There was no need to delay further.

Since there were no WeChat mini-programs yet, ‘Sheep,’ like ‘Happy Elimination’ and other similar games, would be released as an APP.

This was actually also a limitation.

Games in mini-programs can be played directly upon opening, but an APP needs to be downloaded.

Just this step alone is quite troublesome.

Especially if someone sent you a mini-program for ‘Sheep’ to get [items], you might casually click to open it and start playing right away, perhaps giving it a try to see how it goes.

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