This apartment is about a ten-minute drive from Chen Lu's home, but it's not that close to the school.
He was very satisfied with it, and buying this set would leave him with a lot of money for company operations, which was just right.
"It's already one o'clock, are you hungry?" Liang Zhirou leaned closer and asked in a low voice.
Chen Lu glanced out the window, looking to see if there was anything good to eat. "There is, let's eat out. What do you want to eat?"
"We still need to buy a house, so we need to be careful with our money."
Chen Lu chuckled and poked the girl's forehead. "Are you silly? You can't save enough to buy a house."
In the end, the two of them compromised and each ate a bowl of ramen outside for a little over ten yuan.
In the afternoon, inside the rented room.
Liang Zhirou sat upright at the table, earnestly studying painting, while Chen Lu sat not far away from her, crossing his legs and studying the speech he would need at the end of the month.
Neither of them spoke, but both enjoyed the feeling. When they felt tired, they would look up at what the other was doing, and soon they were full of energy again.
They would occasionally exchange glances unintentionally, but Liang Zhirou was always the one who looked away first.
Chen Lu looked at himself and realized he had only managed to write less than five hundred words after writing for a long time. Frustrated, he scratched his head.
After venting his emotions for a while, he obediently continued writing.
There's no way around it; this is a great opportunity for promotion. We can't ignore the school's promotional efforts; who knows how much traffic it will bring to the game?
In this era where traffic is king, you have to ride every trending topic you can.
When necessary, he can also be used as a propaganda tool.
Whether it's popularity or negative publicity, as long as it generates buzz, that's fine. It's only when no one discusses it that it's lost its appeal.
For mobile games, popularity equals money. That's why so many game companies are willing to invest their own money to encourage all sorts of derivative works.
"Will I have a chance to make money by painting in the future? Miao Miao said I'm very talented..." Liang Zhirou suddenly asked.
"Yes, everyone in the art group says you have talent." Chen Lu nodded in response. He had actually asked about it before. "But if you want to make money by drawing, you have to promise me you'll find a new hobby."
"You're so strict," Liang Zhirou said, unusually coquettishly. Finding a hobby is such a hassle.
She genuinely felt that being with Chen Lu was quite nice...
Can't my boyfriend be my hobby?!
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