Chapter 73: Comparison of Miserability
The game that Zheng Fa wanted was similar to the scroll that Senior Sister Zhang used to test the Seventh Young Master.
The goal is to be able to display a large number of symbols on the screen based on the Yuan Fu for Zheng Fa to choose from, and finally judge the accuracy of his choice.
Zheng Fa knew very well that his greatest advantage was the topological knowledge of this world, or more concretely, the notebook summarized by the old white man.
This is the source of Senior Sister Zhang’s unshakable belief in his talent in the art of talismans.
Since Senior Sister Zhang attached so much importance to this thing, it would be easy for him to maintain his image as a genius at the Immortal Products Conference.
What he needs now is to turn the knowledge in this notebook into instinct.
Hearing his request, the old man frowned and thought for a moment: "I am an old antique and don't know much about computers, but this doesn't sound difficult."
Zheng Fa nodded. In his opinion, this thing was probably just a small web game.
"It's those ghost pictures again..." The white old man looked at him for a long while and said, "I won't ask you why. This game is easy to play and difficult to play."
"Why is it so difficult?"
"It costs money." The old man said to Zheng Fa bluntly: "I can ask your former colleagues to see if there is a computer science student who is free to help you with this, but it won't be free."
"How much?" Zheng Fa felt uneasy when he heard this, as he really didn't know much about this aspect.
"How much can you offer?"
The old man knew the situation of his family, so he asked directly without any hesitation.
Zheng Fa calculated in his mind and found that he did have some savings.
The pension from his parents plus their lifetime savings totaled over one million yuan. The community staff had helped him apply for a large-denomination certificate of deposit, with an annual interest of about 50,000 yuan.
He doesn't plan to use the principal.
But with various subsidies, Zheng Fa's disposable income per year is stable at more than 50,000 yuan.
He lives a very frugal life, rarely goes out or socializes. His meals in the cafeteria five days a week cost less than thirty yuan. On weekends he occasionally buys some roast chicken or something to supplement his nutrition and improve his diet. His monthly food expenses are just over a thousand yuan.
If other miscellaneous expenses are added, his annual expenses are basically controlled within 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.
After five years in this world, he had more than 100,000 yuan in savings in addition to the one million yuan he had originally saved.
"Eighty thousand?"
He thought about it and decided to leave some living money, and nervously said a number.
"..." The old man stared at him for a long time before he said, "I think you have some misunderstandings about college students."
“…Isn’t that enough?”
"According to my observation, college students basically have the same characteristics." The old white man said dimly.
"What?"
"poverty!"
“…”
"Okay, I'll ask for you. Don't be too stupid. Just take whatever they say. Remember to bargain!" Perhaps because he saw that Zheng Fazhen didn't know much about the market, the old man gave him another reminder.
…
The old man acted quickly and quickly sent Zheng Fa a business card on the social software.
"I asked around, and this student is the best fit for you."
"Is he the best in technique?" Zheng Fa asked.
"He is the poorest! What kind of skills do you think your crappy stuff requires? If it weren't for the money, who would be willing to make it for you? When I told them about it, the teacher laughed at me and said that making this stuff was an insult to their computer science students."
“…”
"This guy recently got a girlfriend and is short of money."
I understand - sometimes you can only choose one between love and dignity.
The person introduced by the old man had an avatar of a white cartoon puppy. The rope leading the puppy disappeared in the upper right corner of the avatar. His user name was Han Xiaobai.
He sent a friend message to the other party, and the other party accepted it quickly.
"boss?"
"Hello, do you know the specific requirements?"
"Know."
"Then may I ask, what is the price of making such a game?"
Zheng Fa saw that the top of the dialog box first displayed "Input in progress..."
Later, this line of words disappeared again.
Then the same prompt appeared again, and it kept repeating over and over again. Three minutes later, I saw the other party’s reply: “Fifty thousand!”
Zheng Fa remembered the old man Bai's reminder, moved his fingers, and bargained for the lowest price.
“5000!”
The other party fell into a longer silence.
"Boss, this is too cruel."
"Just 5,000."
"I really can't do it. I'm still a student. Give me more."
"I'm in my third year of high school, so it's cheaper."
“…”
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The other party typed a long paragraph to play the victim: "You don't know, this money really can't be less. I recently started dating a girlfriend, she's a spendthrift. There are more men than women studying computer science, it's not easy to find a girlfriend, I spent all my living expenses on her! Recently she liked a new phone that costs several thousand yuan, I was too embarrassed to ask my parents for money, so I took this job."
“…”
"You're only in high school and you can spend so much money on making games. You probably don't understand how hard it is for me. I can't even afford to eat in the cafeteria these days..."
"...I really envy you for having parents." Zheng Fa typed with his lips pursed.
"???" The other party first typed a row of question marks, and then said: "Fuck! 5000 is 5000!"
In the evening, Zheng Fa saw that the other party sent him a few more messages:
"To be honest, this game is not difficult. You can make it by using a free template. The only trouble is inputting the pictures, which is also pure manual work. Five thousand yuan is barely enough."
"But this game doesn't have much of a future. If you're really in the situation you describe, I'd advise you not to do it."
Zheng Fa replied: "Are you not short of money for dating?"
"It's still missing. This crappy game is so rubbish. I thought you were a foolish rich man who didn't know anything about it, so I wanted to cheat you out of your money." The other party said frankly, "But in your situation, I can't bear to see you waste your money."
"Thank you." Zheng Fa thought for a moment and said, "I did this for other purposes."
"That's good. I'm just reminding you."
"How much is the phone? Let's go with that price when the time comes."
"The boss is generous! I promise to make it quick and good for you!"
…
"Zheng Fa, what have you done again?" Wang Chen asked, looking at Zheng Fa who was suddenly listless again.
"Playing games." Zheng Fa closed his eyes, and the densely packed symbols on the computer last night seemed to still remain in his mind.
"Play games!" Wang Chen suddenly became excited and patted Zheng Fa on the shoulder and said, "You have finally come back to the right path of being a top student and being out of touch with the masses? What are you playing? Let's play in a duo!"
"A small game you haven't played before."
"What kind of mini-game is so fun?" Seeing Zheng Fa who was too lazy to open his eyes, Wang Chen was really curious.
“Just…” Zheng Fa thought about how to describe it: “It’s like giving you a face, and you have to find his parents, his grandparents, his aunts and uncles, and even his ancestors among tens of thousands of faces…”
"What's so fun about this game?"
"You don't understand. I am cultivating my own talent."
"What talent?" Wang Chen frowned and asked, "The talent of doing paternity testing with the naked eye?"
At this point, he looked at Zheng Fa with some sympathy: "I know that you feel a little inferior and under a lot of pressure when you are with Tang Lingwu, but you should also have some trust in people - at least you can't prepare for a rainy day so early."
"?"
…
Xuanwei Realm, Senior Sister Zhang’s courtyard.
"The rules of this Immortal Product Fair have changed. We will no longer determine the product, but will instead look at the ranking." Senior Sister Zhang said to Zheng Fa and the Seventh Young Master, "This means that it is not enough for you to have a good talent for the art of talismans, but you must be better than others."
Hearing this, the Seventh Young Master's expression changed.
(End of this chapter)