"Okay, I have water in my thermos, you can use it later." Xian Yuchao said casually to Zhao Chuncheng.
"Thank you."
Zhao Chuncheng thanked him and went to the toilet. When he came out, he went straight to where Mo Di had just stood and took the thermos there.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's not that one. That one belongs to Modi. The blue one with the sun under the balcony is mine." Seeing that Zhao Chuncheng was about to take the wrong one, Xian Yuchao hurriedly stopped him.
"Sorry." Zhao Chuncheng smiled awkwardly, went to get the thermos from under Xian Yuchao's bed, and said something else: "I just saw several kinds of shampoo in your bathroom. You are really particular. Everyone in our dormitory has a bottle of Rejoice."
"How can there be several kinds? There are only three kinds." Lin Junfeng climbed onto the bed, and the bed was shaken. "I use the supermarket promotional Clear. Xianyu is shameless and uses my Clear. Chen Zhao is the most arrogant. He uses a foreign brand of men's shampoo. Oh, none of them make their father worry..."
"So the bottle of Beco's that Modi used is the one? Isn't that for children?" Zhao Chuncheng said with a smile.
"That's because he's so thrifty. He won the bottle of shampoo in a lottery at the supermarket and used it directly." Lin Junfeng said, and suddenly he cried out "Ah" and covered his chest. "I suddenly felt a little pain in my heart. Xiaodi is so thrifty and even gave us a red envelope. We accepted it!"
Xian Yuchao beside him clicked his tongue twice, "Stop pretending to be a good person, you lucky guy!"
"Let's treat Xiaodi to a meal when he comes back." Chen Zhao said, "Let's eat at the barbecue buffet on the back street of our school. How about that?"
Several people immediately started discussing how to entertain the guests. Zhao Chuncheng stood aside for a while, but when he saw that he couldn't get a word in, he took Xian Yuchao's thermos and left.
......
On the other side, after leaving school, Mo Di went to find Pang Qianglang and Han Sheng first.
Because of Mo Di's deliberate provocation last time, Pang Qianglang finally made up his mind and had a good and frank talk with his parents. In the end, he was beaten with bamboo in exchange for a temporary one-year period of freedom. Now he lives in the house rented by Han Sheng near his university.
"You don't know how crazy my mother was at that time. She looked gentle on the surface, like a beautiful girl from Jiangnan, but when she got angry, it was like the earth exploded... No, the universe exploded!" Pang Qianglang pulled open his sleeves, "Look, this is what my mother beat me with, using the clothesline."
"......" Mo Di looked at the pink scratch and thought without any sympathy, it's so light.
"Oh." After Pang Qianglang finished complaining, he closed his legs, crossed his legs on the sofa and ate watermelon.
"But fortunately, she agreed later. She said that she would give me a year. If I couldn't make some progress in painting and earn 400,000 yuan, she would immediately put me in high school. Even though I was too old, she would force me to take the college entrance examination. So, Xiaodi, you are really very important to me, very important! We must advance to the next round of this game competition and get a good ranking, otherwise I will be miserable, miserable!"
Han Sheng suddenly said to him: "Pang Qianglang, you dripped watermelon juice on the sofa, put your legs down."
Pang Qianglang glanced down and saw two red watermelon stains. He quickly put his legs down and said in a timid voice: "Can't I wash it for you tonight?"
Alas, it is pitiful to live under someone else's roof. He must make a name for himself this year!
"So making a good game is very important to everyone in our team. In the next few months, everyone should go all out and work hard." Mo Di looked at the two of them like an old cadre holding a mobilization meeting and said, "After the upgrade of "Heart for the Way" this time, it should be able to survive the second and third rounds of the elimination round, but it may be difficult to advance to the next round. So we will start working hard on the new game from the day after tomorrow. I will send you the setting book for the new game tomorrow."
"What's the new game like?" Pang Qianglang was immediately excited, "Is it still this kind of online game?!"
"Not this kind, but you'll find out tomorrow."
Modi took out a notebook from his bag. "What we need to do now is to recruit new members. Didn't you pick out some games with very good art designs for me from the 200 games that advanced in the auditions last time? Six of them were eliminated in the first round of the elimination round. I have tried to contact the art teams of these teams. The original artist of one team and the original artist and art designer of another team have expressed their willingness to join our team. So you will soon have three partners. Here is their information. Take a look."
Mo Di handed the notebook to Pang Qianglang and the other two, and said, "After these three people arrive, your art group will be almost formed, so one of you must be the team leader to lead the others and assign appropriate tasks. Who will be the team leader?"
"I want to be the leader!" Pang Qianglang slapped his thigh, "But I know I'm not suitable to be the leader, so...so let Old Han be the leader."
"Well... I can try." Although Han Sheng is a little introverted, he will never shirk the responsibilities he should take.
"Okay." Mo Di actually thought that Han Sheng was more reliable as the team leader. "There may be a few more members responsible for programming joining our team in the future. I will let you know then."
"Our team really saves manpower and money." Han Sheng said with a smile, "You are the producer, planner, programmer, and logistics team. Only the art team and testers need other people. You alone can be said to support 80% of this game. I am really embarrassed."
"No, you are very important. I can't handle the new game program by myself. I need everyone's help in testing." Modi smiled, flipped through the notes on his phone, and said, "I have learned about the three new members. They are good people. I think you will have a good time working together. As for the rest of the small things, I will outsource them."
After all, there is no need to move into the official base of the game competition yet, so he can slowly look for team members responsible for sound effects and dubbing. It is better to have fewer people than to have unqualified ones.
"Okay, we'll listen to you. When will we sign the agreement this time?" Han Sheng asked.
"Tomorrow." Mo Di checked the time and put away his phone. "That's all. If you don't have anything else to do, I'll leave first. We'll meet at our usual place tomorrow afternoon."
"Aren't you going to have a meal here?" Pang Qianglang threw the watermelon rind away and said disapprovingly, "Why are you in such a hurry to go back? Are you going to see that old... old man?"
Pang Qianglang appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly he was so frightened that he gasped for breath and almost let the cat out of the bag again.
"......" Modi: "Can you stop giving people nicknames? I'm only 28, how can I be old?"
"Twenty-eight is not old? I'm eleven years older than you!" Pang Qianglang was heartbroken.
Mo Di was completely confused. "Just because someone is eleven years older than me doesn't mean they are older. What kind of old-fashioned thinking do you have?"
"Alright, I'm not going to talk to you anymore. I really need to go. I have to go over the settings and details of the new game again when I get home. Otherwise, I may not be able to send it to you in time tomorrow morning."
Pang Qianglang wanted to say something, but after opening his mouth, he said nothing.
Forget it, maybe he has dirty thoughts and a head full of garbage, so he has wrong ideas? That Mu Tianheng is so powerful and handsome, he shouldn't be such a beast...
When Mo Di returned to the villa, Mu Tianheng had not come back yet. He simply picked up Suan Suan, who was playing happily at his feet, and went back to the study to go through the notebook about the game settings again, and then refined the details.
Suan Suan was very well behaved in Modi's arms, just lying there like a furry, white and soft baby, his two black, wet round eyes were looking at Modi all the time, and his little tail was wagging happily.
After Mo Di had modified one-tenth of the footage, he suddenly remembered that he had not watched the Mo family's surveillance footage in the past two days because he was too busy. After a two-second pause, he took out his laptop, turned it on, and called up the Mo family's surveillance footage from the previous two days.
Mo Di put on his headphones and kept fast-forwarding until the surveillance footage on the screen changed from day to night and Mo Wuhang and Mo Liugui appeared in the corridor outside his original room. Then he stopped fast-forwarding.
Mo Wuhang and Mo Liugui both seemed unhappy.
"Anyway, I hate this about him. I really hate it. What right does he have to control me so much and even hire someone to monitor me!" Mo Liugui's voice faintly came out from the headphones.
"What Qin Yisheng did was indeed not right, but he was also trying to protect you. Xiaogui, look at how many men have harassed you since you entered school. They are like flies, circling around you. They are a bunch of toads wanting to eat swan meat. The school should really expel them all."
Mo Wuhang's nose was broken twice. Although his nose bone has grown back now, it is still a little crooked. He no longer looks as sunny and handsome as before, which could easily win the hearts of many girls.
"Fifth brother, if you continue to speak up for him I will ignore you!"
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, but Qin Yisheng should really find someone to keep an eye on that little bastard and find a chance to give him a good beating and kill him."
Mo Liugui paused for a moment, then said in annoyance, "It's not right to monitor Xiaodi, Fifth Brother, please stop talking nonsense."
......
After that, the two of them were out of the surveillance frame and no sound could be heard at all. Modi's face looked unhappy. He continued to fast forward the surveillance footage recorded by the camera, but there was no more valuable information.
Mo Di deleted this surveillance video and turned on another one located in Mo Sanzhi's room.
This time the useful information appeared later. When the surveillance was almost finished, Mo Di saw Mo Sanzhi and Mo Wuhang appear on the surveillance screen together.
"Third brother, are you sure that Song Yu came here to cause trouble because of that little bastard?"
"That's right. I found out that Song Yu's nephew was in the same dormitory as Mo Diyi's class. It must have been that rubbish that did it!"
Mo Sanzhi's beard was untidy, and he gritted his teeth: "Song Yu was not so suspicious before, and he was not so difficult to deal with. It must be that little beast who wants to harm me! I must kill him!"
"When he was a kid, we should have just beaten him to death! If Xiaogui wasn't so kind, we would have come over to stop us every time we were halfway through teaching him a lesson. This little beast is either dead or disabled now, how could he still be so arrogant and vicious?!" Mo Wuhang was filled with righteous indignation, "But it's not easy for us to do anything to him now. He has severed ties with the Mo family. If we cripple him, it won't be just a family conflict."
"It's okay. I have a way." Mo Sanzhi suddenly sneered, "I want him to be a hundred or ten thousand times more miserable than me."
"Third brother, what can we do?!"
"It's not like everyone around Modi is in solidarity. Something's going to happen sooner or later."
"Third brother, you......?" Mo Wuhang stared at him in surprise, "Did you bribe someone?"
"Don't ask me that. The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. You'll know when the results come out." Mo Sanzhi lay down on the bed, "Okay, go back to your room."
Mo Wuhang wanted to say something, but seeing that Mo Sanzhi was in a bad mood, he went out.
......
Monitoring ends here.
Mo Di looked coldly and replayed the last conversation of less than two minutes.
"It's not a solid block..." What does this mean?
Is Mo Sanzhi planning to attack him through the people around him?
Anger and disgust rose in Mo Di's heart, but he did not lose his composure. The people he was currently in contact with were mainly three groups. The first was Mu Tianheng and Reids. He could completely trust these two people and could rule them out. The second was the school, and the third was the game production team.
Among those in the school and the game production team, he trusts Xian Yuchao, Lin Junfeng, Chen Zhao, Pang Qianglang and Han Sheng more, so they can be ruled out for the time being. However, he cannot completely relax his vigilance. As for other people in the school and the three newly recruited original painters and artists, they must be extremely vigilant and pay attention.
According to what Mo Sanzhi meant, the people who could do something must not only have contact with him, but also with quite a few people. In this way, another group can be locked. In addition to the newcomers in the game team, there are also those in the school... Zhao Qinggong, his direct senior, Sun Ruru, his counselor Liu Chaohe who cares about him very much, the librarian Sun Jing, and...
And Zhao Chuncheng, who repeatedly talked to him and tried to get close to him.
Modi's eyes suddenly changed and he realized something was wrong.
He seemed to have overlooked a detail this morning.
Although Zhao Chuncheng kept asking for permission to borrow the toilet and water, his eyes were actually mainly on him, his bed, table and chairs, as if he was very interested in him.
Mo Di immediately took out his cell phone and called Xian Yuchao and others.
"Where are you, Old Xian?"
"Ah, I'm in our Go club. What's the matter, Xiaodi, do you want to come back?" There was some noise over there from Xian Yuchao's end.
"No, I want to ask you something. Did Zhao Chuncheng say anything or do anything about me after I left? Why did he apologize to me on WeChat?"
"Ah?! No, he just went to the toilet and borrowed some water." Xian Yuchao was also puzzled. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said, "Oh, yes, after he knew that your shampoo was from Beike, he said that it was for children, and he almost took your thermos by mistake, but that's nothing. Why did he apologize to you?"
"Maybe he is more cautious and feels embarrassed about such a small thing. It's okay." Mo Di smiled, "But Lao Xian, please don't tell anyone what I just asked you. If it gets out, people will think I'm stingy and made Zhao Chuncheng so afraid of me."
"Don't worry about it. Why would I send it? No, no, I have to be busy here. I won't tell you, Xiaodi. Bye!"
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