A Fine Sword for a Worthy Hero

A Fine Sword for a Worthy Hero

When Wang Yue saw how excited Luo Yan was, he could tell she was really interested. He felt the opposite. Maybe because he'd been making games for so long, he wasn't all that interested in them anymore.

But as a seasoned salted fish, Wang Yue was still quite interested in this fresh little salted fish, Luo Yan.

So he didn't hold back and answered directly, "Mobile games come first, of course. I can make computer games too, but first I have to build a game engine. A good engine has a huge impact on a game."

Luo Yan's eyes lit up when she heard that. Full of admiration, she said, "How are you so amazing? When you make a game, you have to let me try it out. I'm a seasoned amateur gamer. I'm sure I can help!"

Duan Jiabao watched the two of them getting so engrossed in their conversation and pursed her lips. Were games really that fun? Were they more tempting than delicious food?

Duan Jiabao only thought that to herself. If Luo Yan had heard her, she would surely have said indignantly, "Games are just as tempting as good food, okay?"

Wang Yue and Luo Yan had no idea what Duan Jiabao was thinking. They were chatting happily with her when a short-haired girl came over.

It was none other than Wang Yue's classmate, Jiang Xiaoguo. She came over, sat in an empty seat, and tossed her distinctive old phone onto the table, looking thoroughly dejected.

Luo Yan didn't seem to feel anything for Wang Yue, because she made no effort to act reserved around him. With food stuffed in her mouth, she mumbled, "Xiaoguo, why are you getting mad at an old phone?"

Jiang Xiaoguo knew Wang Yue.