Room 401.

Hao Yun, who had just finished his lunch in the canteen, pushed open the door of the dormitory and saw the Kening brothers holding Liang Ziyuan's arm, pleading with tears and a runny nose.

"Brother Ziyuan... I beg you, just give me a show!"

Ziyuan, holding his guitar, impatiently wants to pull his hand back.

"You play, let go."

"I'm not loose! Unless you promise me! "

"No way."

Staring at them, Hao Yun hesitated to answer the question.

"What are you doing?"

"It's not the new year's party yet," said Zheng Xueqian, holding the back of his chair and sitting at the side to watch the play, gloating. "There's no program in our class. Lao Zhu is going crazy."

Hao Yun: "where is the female dormitory?"

Zheng Xueqian shook his head.

"None of them are interested."

Really?

No, even freshmen are not interested in student activities. It's more Buddhist when they are sophomores.

Hearing the news, Hao Yun was obviously stunned.

I've been busy with the company all this time, but I forgot another task given to him by the system.

If he remembers correctly, it seems that he wants to make sure that the program of soft worker class 1801 can win the first place in the New Year party.

what the fuck?

That can't let Liang Ziyuan go up!

Aware of the seriousness of the problem, Hao Yun immediately put on a serious expression, coughed and said.

"That... Brother Kening, don't you see that Liang Ziyuan is already bored? If other people really don't want to perform, don't ask him."

"I can't help it," Zhu Kening said with a painful expression. "You think I don't want to find a reliable one... Ah, brother Ziyuan, I don't mean that."

Liang Ziyuan

Zheng Xueqian laughed heartlessly. His head fell back and almost didn't knock on the ladder.

To be honest, Hao Yun didn't want to laugh, but when he saw that Lao Zheng, who was very happy and sad, squatted under the table with his head in pain, he couldn't help laughing.

"Don't just smile, help me out..." suddenly, Zhu Kening's eyes lit up, looked at Hao Yun and said, "by the way, Brother Yun, last time I saw a piano textbook on your desk, for the honor of our class, would you like to show your talent?"

Hearing this, Liang Ziyuan raised his head and gave Hao Yun an unexpected look.

Zheng Xueqian, too, put down his hands holding the back of his head and looked at Hao Yun in surprise.

"Do you know music?"

"I don't know, I just happened to be studying recently... I don't have any talent to show," Hao Yun sighed with a little headache as he looked at the class leader with a sad face. Finally, he reluctantly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "well, don't go to the doctor in case of emergency, dad will help you think of a way..."

After opening the wechat class group, Hao Yun hesitated for a while on the touch screen and finally edited a message.

Does anyone think of a program for the New Year party

After editing, click send.

However, as expected, there was no one in the wechat group who took care of him.

About two minutes later, when Hao Yun sighed, someone finally answered him.

However, it is not for consultation and registration.

[shouldn't the New Year party be for seniors and sisters to welcome us（ [surprise]

Yes, why do we have to show

I feel like I'm in trouble

Hao Yun

Gan!

That's reasonable. There's no way to refute it.

Looking at Zhu Kening's expression, he was already desperate.

Hao Yunai shrugged helplessly and closed the wechat group window.

If not

Let go of this task.

Then at this time, a private chat message suddenly popped out of his mobile phone.

Xu xiaoruan: [is piano playing OK? I'm piano ten（ (curious)

what the fuck?

Piano Grade 10 boss?

There was no time to be surprised. Hao Yun, who saw the situation changing, quickly typed and asked.

[really? Would you like to sign up

For this girl named Xu xiaoruan, Hao Yun is not very familiar with her. Her only impression is that she had a chat in senior mathematics class before, and occasionally heard that she and Xiao Tongtong, the League secretary, seem to be in the same dormitory.

Although wechat was added just a few days after the beginning of school, there was no chat.

I didn't expect that in the small soft engineering department, there was a big guy with piano grade 10.

With emotion in his heart, Hao Yun was also excited.

This task of dog beep is saved after all!

Xu xiaoruan: [well, if you please me, I can consider it. Only in this way, you owe me a favor

Seeing the news, Hao Yun was stunned for a moment and replied with a little hesitation.

Human relations

Xu xiaoruan: [MMM! In short, I did you a favor, and you have to do me a favor

Hao Yun: [... What is it

Xu xiaoruan: [hee hee, I haven't thought about it. Anyway, I won't embarrass you. You can rest assured（ (naughty)

Hao Yun

I always feel that things seem to get into trouble.

But no one's on the show, and it's settled.

As for whether we can get the first place in the new year's party or not, it still depends on the will of heaven, but if there is a big man with piano grade 10, I think we can still catch him by hand.

After putting down the mobile phone, Hao Yun looks at Zhu Kening with a sad face.

"OK."

Zhu Kening looked at him in a daze.

"Ah?"

Hao Yun: "Xu xiaoruan of our class said that she can give a program, can she play the piano?"

Zhu Kening quickly took out the mobile phone, opened the wechat group and turned it over: "did you say it in the class group?"

Hao Yun: "no, it must be a private chat."

I don't know if it's my own illusion. Hao yunzong felt that when he said this, the bedroom was quiet for a while.

About half a minute later.

Finally, it was Lao Zheng who broke the silence with a sigh.

"It's true that Brother Yun is still hidden."

Zhu Kening nodded with the same expression.

"Yes, it's hidden."

Liang Ziyuan did not express his opinion, but still played with his guitar.

However, the expression on that face obviously acquiesced to these two second-class words.

Hao Yun seems to be the only one standing there in the 401 bedroom, not understanding what these two idiots are feeling

……

No class in the afternoon.

Hao Yun, who doesn't want to spend time in the dormitory, goes to the library with a shoulder bag.

Just on the way, he caught an acquaintance.

"Stop!"

Hearing the sound, the man stopped and looked back.

"Tall, tall man!"

Seeing that it was Hao Yun, Chen Wenchao's face was excited. He quickly stepped up and grabbed his arm.

"Here you are at last

Hearing this, Hao Yun held back the impulse of rolling his eyes and stretched out his right hand.

"What do you mean, my book? Where are you hiding? "

"Ah, you said that draft book," Chen Wenchao scratched the back of his head with some embarrassment, "didn't you let me think about it before? I didn't pay attention to the time... As a result, I thought that the library was closed."

Hao Yun

"You see, I'll take it for you, but unfortunately I haven't met you these days."

With that, Chen Wenchao took out the manuscript from his bag and gave it back to Hao Yun.

Hao Yun took a look at the manuscript, and his eyebrows twitched.

Good guy

This special book of more than 50 pages is almost used up?

What's more, I haven't written it yet

"The teacher said that your thinking problem was too difficult. I showed it to my tutor. He thought it over for a long time and didn't work it out, but he solved it by computer."

"Computer?"

"Well, exhaustion." Chen Wenchao nodded solemnly and continued, "my tutor told me that this problem can only be solved in this way. Some math problems are just like this. Although you seem to be right, you just can't prove it."

Hao Yun

To be honest, he had some doubts about how this guy, who knew nothing about programming, got into the Graduate Department of soft engineering institute through an interview.

But now he understands that it may not be the students' problem

Maybe this guy's tutor is the biggest loser.

"So you don't have to worry. I bet no one in your class can do it!" Chen Wenchao laughed happily and continued, "later, I searched the Internet and found that this was the last big question in the September college students' mathematics competition. I only published the paper two days ago. It is said that there are no candidates in the examination room, not to mention the examinees. Even the main examination committee hasn't come up with any of them. Up to now, the standard answer hasn't been announced... It's really sinister for your teacher to assign this question to you. "

Fuck?

And the story?

Thinking of Professor Li Xuesong's persuading him to go to several colleges to do mathematics before, Hao Yun finally understood what kind of nerves the old guy had.

However, I can't believe that it's difficult for me to take questions without answers as after class thinking questions

It's a dog, isn't it?

"Er... Master, what's the matter with you?"

"I said don't call me an expert," Hao Yun sighed. After a pause, he continued, "do you want to know the answer?"

"The answer? You mean the proof Chen Wenchao was stunned, then said with a smile, "how can there be an answer? I haven't found it for a long time. By the way, do you want the procedure of exhaustive proof? We can exchange, as long as you make one for me -- "

"The answer, in fact, is yes."

After a slow sentence, Hao Yun tore down one of the few blank pages left in the manuscript and scribbled down dozens of lines of formulas on it.

"Think about it for yourself. Don't bother me today."

After dropping this sentence, Hao Yun, who turns around, leaves the confused Chen Wenchao and the draft paper full of the proof process in the same place, natural and unrestrained

At the same time, it's far away in the office building of the entrepreneurship Park in the south of the city.

Looking at the data on the computer screen, Lin Jun's face that strategizing face, a flash of easily perceived regret.

"It's been put together."

Hearing this sound is not a small murmur, Li Zongzheng, sitting in the next compartment, stretched out and asked lazily.

"What's the matter?"

"2048 project," Lin Jun said regretfully, holding his hair in his hands, "the 2 million yuan is sold at a loss!"

"What's the loss of two million?"

Li Zongzheng was stunned and subconsciously tried to count with his fingers, but he soon thought that his fingers were not enough, so he stopped.

"Hehe, 2 million? If I do it again, I'll be cheap for five million yuan! Moreover, we have to sign a supplementary agreement to determine how much the download volume exceeds. " His face was full of sadness. Lin Jun shook his head. "It's my fault. We lost in the inexperience. We were in a hurry to make a deal. Instead, we got a bargain."

Li Zongzheng felt the back of his head and asked.

"... what's the matter?"

"See for yourself."

Said, Lin Jun reported the laptop up, the screen toward him.

Open the web page on the screen, is the rice mobile app market game category download rankings.

See their 2048, impressively ranked first in the download list.

It's not just that.

Look at the heat of discussion in the game review area, as well as the screenshots and total duration of the game that some players have shown. Obviously, many people are trapped by this magic little game.

Looking at this line of hot data, Li Zongzheng unconsciously swallowed saliva.

At this point, it seems that the company has really lost money?

"Er, this... Should also be related to the promotion of rice group? It seems that they have also organized a rice P6 + mobile phone activity in the top 10, and pre installed the game into the new model. "

"How many times have you played Minesweeper in your notebook?" Looking at Li Zongzheng, who comforted himself, Lin Jun shook his head and continued, "promotion is one thing, but the quality of the game itself is not important? Ah! I cheated the boss! "

If he is careful when the rice group comes to research, or hides in his own products to do his homework, he will not let others take advantage.

Li Zongzheng didn't know how to comfort his colleague. After all, he vaguely remembered that the boss seemed very happy when he signed the contract.

Besides, from the perspective of a game designer, he thinks that this kind of small game can sell for 2 million, which is no different from winning the lottery

"Well, I don't think the boss will blame you. Even if we hold 2048 in our hands and operate it by ourselves, we may not be able to do so. What's more, the mobile game version has become popular, and maybe it can drive the sales of our PC version.... "

Lin Jun headache said: "just think too much, you forget it, they do the mobile version is free!"

Even if it is only free in the rice app market, it also covers a large part of the user group.

Especially when the experience of playing the game on the mobile phone is far better than playing the game on the PC, it is hard to say that a few people will come to make up the ticket.

At the beginning, he really wanted to play the name of cloud dream entertainment game studio through this game, and establish a good cooperative relationship with rice group, but who thought that this game became so popular?

Now, these two small goals have indeed been achieved.

It's just that the price is too high.

"It's ok... Games are valuable, ideas are priceless. It's a big deal. Let's just make a hot game. This time, we'll go to the publisher and try to find a reliable one. "

"It's not that easy," Lin Jun shook his head. "There's a big coincidence in 2048's explosion. It's more difficult to make a similar explosion than to go to heaven."

On hearing this, Li Zongzheng's face suddenly showed a confident smile.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Lin Jun was slightly stunned.

"You... Have a good idea?"

"To be exact, it's actually the boss's idea."

After taking a picture of his desk, Li Zongzheng pointed to the finished product made with free development tools on the computer screen with his chin, with a confident smile on his face.

"I'll bet it's going to be hot!"