Xian Yuchao raised his hand and threw his sweaty T-shirt at Lin Junfeng's face, "Go to hell, who are you taking advantage of?! We still call you little brother, but you even call him your father? Shame on you!"

"As a father, I am different from you. As the saying goes, father's love is like a mountain. In other words, a mountain is like father's love! Isn't my body big enough to be a mountain?" Lin Junfeng gestured from head to toe, "1.93 meters tall, 200 kilograms, is it enough to be a father's love?"

"You'd better have some shame!" Xian Yuchao rolled his eyes.

"You two are talking nonsense. How can this be connected?" Chen Zhao was speechless. "That's not the case. Stop talking nonsense."

"Oh, it's fake. Fine, fine. Anyway, your father doesn't agree now, so there's no need to break up the couple."

Xian Yuchao: "Hahahahaha Yuanyuan, you are quite serious."

Mo Di sighed, turned around, picked up his phone, and sent a message to Mu Tianheng: "Brother, I'm fine, and my roommates are fine too."

Each one is more ridiculous than the other.

After spending two days in a life completely different from Modi's previous one, military training began.

A bunch of stupid roommates no longer have the excessive energy they used to have. They are trained to the point of life and death, death and life every day, and are on the verge of dying.

Not to mention that Xian Yuchao and Lin Junfeng have become unrecognizable, even Chen Zhao, who likes to show off and is extremely concerned about his image, immediately collapsed to the ground when he heard the whistle to dismiss. Forget about the movement and expression management. He just has a red face and is panting like a gorilla, and he doesn't care!

The same is true for other boys and girls.

Only Modi, no matter how tired he was, did not show much change on his face. He remained calm and at most he would take a few breaths, but he would never show an exaggerated expression.

Chen Zhao and the others were simply stunned. They lay on the ground, half-dead, expressing their dissatisfaction: "Xiao Di, what's wrong with you? Your physical fitness is too good, you are just panting a little? You are so good-looking to begin with, but now you make all the boys in our class look like gorillas. Did you take stimulants without telling your brothers?!"

"No." Modi smiled. "Don't drink cold drinks after sweating so much. It's not good for your health. I'll get you some water."

As he spoke, Modi took the water bottles for several people and went to the small shop.

Looking at Mo Di's back, Lin Junfeng covered his big belly and said, "Wow, I'm so happy as a father. My little Di is so good."

"Lin Junfeng, you shameless bastard, just shut up!" Xian Yuchao pouted.

"That's right." Chen Zhao followed.

Modi took the kettle and queued up to get water.

It was quite interesting that Chen Zhao asked him the same question as them just now, but how could he not be tired? He was even more tired than them.

It was just that his experiences in the mental hospital in his previous life had slowly taught him that no matter how much suffering, torture, or pain he was in, he should never look ugly.

He was imprisoned there, and was tortured in various ways. In the end, he was almost neither human nor ghost. He had long lost the dignity of a human being. If he showed an ugly, painful, dirty and crying face, he would lose even more dignity.

So he slowly developed this seemingly useless ability.

How does the saying go? You just get used to it.

......

The military training lasted for a total of ten days. When it was over, all the students felt relieved but also a little sad.

After all, we have to say goodbye to the instructor.

Even Xian and Chao were no longer smart and looked listless.

After sending the instructor off, the whole class lost their spirits. Senior Zhao Qinggong, who was acting class monitor, and senior Sun Ruru, who was acting league secretary, gave everyone a day off, saying that they could have fun for a day and think carefully about whether to compete for class leadership and what position to compete for. There would be a class meeting tomorrow night to elect class monitor, league secretary and other class cadres.

Mo Di chatted with Zhao Qinggong and Sun Ruru for a few words before returning to the dormitory with Xian Yuchao and others.

When they arrived at the dormitory, Xian Yuchao was still agitated, "Xiao Di, let me tell you, senior sisters are nice, but you can't fall in love as a kid, you know that, you're only seventeen."

"Yes, even if your father disagrees, you must come first." Lin Junfeng said, stroking his non-existent beard.

Chen Zhao immediately pouted: "Lin Junfeng, your face is crying again today, why did you abandon it?!"

"I'm going out in a while and won't stay in the dormitory tonight." Modi spoke in time, interrupting a new verbal war that was about to break out.

"Ah? Where are you going?" Xian Yuchao asked immediately.

"I want to go back..." Modi paused and said, "Home. My brother said he would get off work early tonight and take me for a ride."

"Oh, the brother who gave you a gift earlier."

Lin Junfeng used a book as a fan, fanning himself and nodding, "What kind of brother is he to you? He doesn't look like a member of the Mo family."

"Yes, who is he? How can he be so handsome, with that figure and that face? Oh my god, if I had that kind of talent, would I not be able to find a girlfriend?" Xian Yuchao wiped his tears.

"He's not a member of the Mo family, but he is indeed a very good brother. He is much more important to me than the Mo family." Mo Di smiled: "What are you going to do tonight?"

"Sleep!" Chen Zhao said, "I'm so tired these past few days. I must have a good sleep and rest for two days, otherwise I will wither when school starts."

"Me too, I don't want to do anything." Xian Yuchao nodded.

"Father...thought so too." Lin Junfeng laughed, and then was "beaten" by Xian Yuchao and Chen Zhao.

"Then I'll leave first. I'll bring you some delicious food when I come back. If you have anything, let's contact each other in the group. I will definitely be back before tomorrow night." Mo Di waved to a few people and left the dormitory amid a tearful farewell.

When Mo Di was driving back to the villa, he happened to meet Mu Tianheng who had just returned.

"Brother!" Mo Di did not realize that behind the joy that suddenly burst out from his heart the moment he saw Mu Tianheng, there was a barely detectable sweetness.

Moreover, the sweetness was different from the feeling he had when he met Mu Tianheng before.

Mu Tianheng looked at Mo Di standing in front of the door and waving at him happily, and the irritability and emptiness that had accumulated in his body during this period of time was instantly swept away.

It was as if from fingertips to hair, everything was washed over by an irrepressible joy and comfort, filling up.

"I was just about to pick you up." Mu Tianheng stopped the car, walked out and walked towards Mo Di, looking at him tenderly: "The little guy came back faster than I thought."

Mo Di smiled and said, "Brother, you came back sooner than I thought."

"Then we both gave each other a surprise. This is considered a telepathic connection." Mu Tianheng gently rubbed Mo Di's hair and said in his usual gentle voice: "Brother takes you out for dinner?"

"Okay, but let's go to the one on Chunxiang Road this time, and I want me to pay this time."

Mu Tianheng paused slightly, and his heart softened instantly.

The little guy still remembered what he said last time and was thinking about his favorite flavor.

"Okay, then we'll go to the restaurant on Chunxiang Road this time."

On the way, Mo Di and Mu Tianheng chatted, from the silly roommate to military training, from military training to the school environment, the cafeteria, the food street behind the school, and finally back to the silly roommate.

"Your roommates are quite interesting and good. You can make friends and become buddies." Mu Tianheng said with a smile, "You can also observe their programming abilities and recruit them into the team if possible. It's too tiring for you to be alone. This game competition cannot rely on just you, Pang Qianglang, and Han Sheng. Even if the others can be outsourced, it's not a long-term solution."

"Yeah, I think so too, but I have to wait until the results of the auditions come out before considering it."

"The results of the auditions will be announced tonight. There is definitely no problem with your game. Not to mention the auditions, even the first two rounds of the elimination rounds are more than enough to pass. However..." Mu Tianheng paused and said, "If you want to pass the third round, it may be a little difficult. You may need to refine the game again, enrich the world settings or expand the map, add characters, etc. After all, there are still a few characters for players to choose from now."

"Well, before the third elimination round, I will upgrade the game to add more characters and gameplay, and the wish-fulfillment function will be further improved and have more possibilities. However, this game will probably not make it to the finals, so next, in addition to improving "Heart as the Way", my main energy will be on the production of the next new game."

"Hmm?" Mu Tianheng was quite interested. "What kind of game are you going to make next, little guy?"

"I haven't thought it through yet. I'll tell my brother as soon as I do."

"Okay, I'll wait and listen."

There was a bit of traffic jam on the road in the evening, so Modi opened the window to let in the fresh air. The warm wind had a hint of the unique smell of late summer, and it felt particularly pleasant, relaxing and comfortable when it hit his face.

It was a feeling he had hardly ever experienced in his previous life, an inexplicable happiness.

"Brother, I have something else to tell you."

Modi let the wind blow for a while, and the soft hair on his forehead was blown back, revealing his smooth forehead.

"What is it?"

Mu Tianheng said a very ordinary sentence, and he couldn't hide his good mood. He even doubted whether he was a little "wild". Why did he feel particularly satisfied just by glancing at the little guy who was just sitting next to him and getting some fresh air from the window?

And when the little guy talked to him again at this time, he couldn't help but feel happy and his heart was filled with sweetness.

"Hmm..." Mo Di thought about the wording before saying, "Brother, do you know my third cousin? His name is Mo Sanzhi, and he is a very famous designer."

"Mo Sanzhi?" Mu Tianheng thought of who it was in a second. After all, before Mo Di moved in, he had already checked the information of all the members of the Mo family and knew them almost by heart.

"I know. What happened to him?"

"He was pursuing someone in Country M, and the person he was pursuing happened to be my roommate's uncle. My roommate thought Mo Sanzhi was not a good person, and wanted his uncle to stop being obsessed with him and break up with him quickly. His uncle was very conflicted and couldn't make up his mind, so I took the initiative to add his uncle's contact information, and then..."

As he was talking, Mo Di suddenly felt a little embarrassed. After all, he had just opened a pair and now he had to open another pair. He glanced at Mu Tianheng and saw that he didn't have the slightest strange expression, so he continued: "Anyway, I talked to him during this period, and the effect was quite obvious."

Mu Tianheng couldn't help but laugh: "I haven't realized yet, little guy, you are an expert in breaking up?"

"Hey, brother, please stop laughing at me. Mo Sanzhi is definitely not a good match. No one in the Mo family will support or agree with him finding a man as a lover." Mo Di really wanted to talk about his past life, but he couldn't.

"Anyway, Uncle Song...well, he told me to shout like that. Uncle Song said that the National Design Competition is about to end, and Mo Sanzhi will definitely return to China within half a month, and he will come to China to take a look then."

"Well, that's okay." Mu Tianheng nodded slightly, "It would be wisest for him to come and see for himself, see the Mo family, and see what Mo Sanzhi really looks like before making a decision."

Mo Di responded but didn't say something. In fact, Uncle Song should see how Mo Sanzhi would treat him when the Mo family was about to find out that he was Mo Sanzhi's lover. At that time, Mo Sanzhi's true nature would be exposed.

But this also depends on whether Uncle Song is too soft-hearted and easy to be deceived.

Mo Di and Mu Tianheng went out for a big dinner in the evening, and after returning, they sat in front of the TV.

The results of the auditions for the first China Innovation Game Competition will be announced soon, and the TV station will broadcast the entire process live.

The huge high-definition screen was set up on the stage, and the host standing in front of it looked insignificant.

First there was a joyous and lively opening ceremony. The three hosts were more interesting than each other, and it was quite interesting to watch. After some polite words, they began to announce the names of the games and production teams that passed the auditions.

At the same time as they make the announcement, the high-definition giant screen behind them will display the game accordingly. With such a large visual stimulation and sound effects, the whole feeling is still very stylish, which makes people's blood boil inexplicably. However, each game is only displayed for about half a minute.

Several hosts spoke very fast, and when one ran out of words, another would take over.

Mu Tianheng sat down on the sofa next to Mo Di and handed him a glass of freshly squeezed juice. "How much has been announced?"

"Thank you, brother. He's over sixty." Modi took the juice. "We haven't seen ours yet."

"It's okay, don't worry, the finale is all in the back." Mu Tianheng reached out and rubbed Mo Di's hair. The soft and smooth feel of the hair made him more fascinated. "There is absolutely no problem with your game."

"Yeah." Mo Di nodded and said, "The host just announced that there are more than 21,000 entries this time, and less than 1% passed the audition, which is only 200. The elimination rate is really high."

"It's normal. Game production competitions are different from other ordinary talent shows. The subsequent competition system will take a long time and the requirements will be very detailed. If there are too many games, the competition will be dragged out too much. In addition, the ultimate goal of this competition is to select a few games that can be invested in on a large scale, so the elimination rate is naturally high."

"Well, but as long as we can get to the third round of the elimination round, I guess we'll probably get investment, right?"

"Of course, as long as we show enough and enter the field of vision of a large number of investors, everything is possible." Mu Tianheng paused while speaking and said with a smile: "Hey, isn't this coming?"

When Mo Diyi turned his head, he saw the characters he was very familiar with appearing on the huge high-definition screen of the TV. Behind the graceful female fairy and the majestic male immortal was a vast fairy lake in the sky. Countless blue lotuses and white feathers surged and gathered into three large characters.

——"The Heart is the Tao".

A line of small cursive characters is attached below: Have you achieved what you wished for today?

With only half a minute for the presentation and introduction, Modi didn't expect to be able to introduce anything, but that didn't stop him from being very happy.

“Passed!”

Mo Di quickly wrote down the number on the screen and said to Mu Tianheng, "Our game number is 063. This number will be used in all future competitions."

"Congratulations." Mu Tianheng looked at Mo Di's slightly red cheeks and his lips stained with juice. His gentle eyes deepened, but he quickly broke the impulse and stood up and said, "I'll go get a can of beer to celebrate for you, little guy."

"Brother, I don't drink."

"I'll drink beer and you drink juice." Mu Tianheng smiled, turned and walked out of the living room.

At the same time, Modi’s WeChat group was about to explode.

In the WeChat group of the dream-making team, the number of messages increased to 99 in the blink of an eye.

Han Sheng was confused: "Ahhh, I knew we could do it!"

Pang Ge is very strong and reckless: "Of course, don't you see who did it? I, Pang Ge, give you money!"

Han Sheng was not clear: "......Although, the game was mainly made by Xiaodi!"

Pang Ge is very strong and arrogant: "Hey, hey, hey, Lao Han, can't you let me show off for a few minutes?"

Pang Ge is very strong and bold: "I think our game is one of the best among the games we have passed! We will definitely have no problem in the first game of the elimination round!"

Han Sheng said: "I think the second elimination match is fine."

Pang Ge is very strong and also very cool: "Hey, where's Xiaodi? Why hasn't he come out yet? Is he so calm?!"

Han Sheng Bu Bai: I don’t know either [emoji]

Pang Ge is very strong and arrogant: What's the use of you? [Emoji]

......

Now it has suddenly become a picture-taking competition.

Modi sent a message to stop this endless emoji competition.

"I passed the audition, which is great, but I have to guard against arrogance and not get carried away. We still have a lot of battles to fight."

Pang Qianglang immediately sent out a series of question marks.

"?????? Why do I feel like you're the same as my high school homeroom teacher? You remind me of that lingering fear!"

Modi: “…”

"Actually, I have something very important to tell you."

Han Sheng was confused: "What's the matter, Xiaodi, just tell me."

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Go online and look for the replays later. Pay attention to the games with good storyboards and sound effects. Take note of them, especially the storyboards that belong to the art team. As artists, you should have a deep understanding of the smoothness and vividness of the pictures. If the backgrounds or characters are particularly well done, take note of them and send them to me."

Han Sheng was confused: "Okay, no problem, but what do you want this for, Xiaodi?"

Mo Di: "When the first and second rounds of the elimination rounds come, some of these games will definitely be eliminated, and the contact information of the production team will be announced. We will then go and recruit them in advance, and recruit them before other teams take action!"

The chat group was silent for three seconds, and then Pang Qianglang's message exploded.

"Damn it, Xiaodi, although you look small, you are actually very cunning... No, you are very smart!"

"Could it be that beast who taught this?!"

"That's a good idea."

"Let's go wild [emoticon pack]"

"......"

Mo Di had a puzzled look on his face. After a while, he typed: "What kind of beast???"

These words were like a silent spell, and in an instant, the world was quiet.

Pang Qianglang on the opposite side was stunned where he was, scrolling up the chat history quickly, and when he saw the message he had just sent when he was too proud of himself, he was dumbfounded and quickly clicked withdraw.

As a result, he couldn't retreat at all. Pang Qianglang yelled and slapped his thigh in anger.

What should I do? I accidentally let out the voice from deep inside my heart.

The author has something to say: Modi: Warning for the wish-fulfillment function.