32: C32 A Beautiful Woman Came

C32 A Beautiful Woman Came

"Currently, this plugin is only a semi-finished product. If we want to perfect it, we will need the help of the entire team." Zhang Muye said, "You can try. If you guys join, I will only take 30% of the profits from this plugin. The rest of you and the people in the workshop can divide it freely."

This ratio was very reasonable. After all, the plugin was developed by Zhang Muye. Although it was only a semi-finished product, Zhang Muye had laid down the foundation. Wan Feng and the others only needed to perfect and maintain it.

Furthermore, they still needed Zhang Muye's help with the subsequent improvements.

Therefore, Wan Feng tested the plugin that Zhang Muye had developed. He was surprised to find that after opening the plugin, the game became smoother. Many of its functions were designed to be very human-like, and there were even precise killing monsters and digging for treasures. He really considered the problem from the perspective of the players! He could not help but admire Zhang Muye even more in his heart.

In the past, Wan Feng had designed the plugin using the identification of mature plugin and developed them based on their foundation. Compared to the original plugin that Zhang Muye had designed, they were a grade lower.

It was hard to imagine that Zhang Muye was still learning programming during the summer vacation. It had only been two months, and he could actually develop the software independently?

It was not an exaggeration to say that he was a genius!

Therefore, Wan Feng suppressed the shock in his heart. After playing for a while, Wan Feng already had a plan in his heart. He drank a sip of the drink and asked without batting an eyelid, "Are you sure this game will be popular?"

"How can I be 100% sure!? It's just that the probability is higher." Zhang Muye also opened a bottle of drink and drank it. "Sometimes intuition is very important. If you are too hesitant about some things, you will miss the opportunity. "

Wan Feng felt that what Zhang Muye said made sense. It seemed that Wan Feng was very ignorant. So he laughed at himself and said, "Can you let me think about it?"

After all, as long as he agreed to Zhang Muye's words, it meant that Wan Feng's entire studio had to change direction and start to focus on the game Heaven of War. Facing the unknown, Wan Feng had to think about it carefully.

Zhang Muye nodded his head. This was not a small matter to Wan Feng. He really needed to give him some time to seriously consider it.

After the meal, Zhang Muye said goodbye and left. He returned to his dorm and saw Tao Rann and Xu Feiyang talking about the basketball game that was about to be held. Wang Qiuqiu was fiddling with the computer. At this time, the dormitory door opened, and Huang Biao came in like the wind to tell everyone good news.

A girl's dormitory in College of Music's first year had agreed to have a gathering with dormitory 502!

This was no different from a heavy bomb. Even Xu Feiyang and Tao Rann had happy expressions on their faces.

The College of Music was famous for its beautiful dorms. They were all very pretty. If they were to hang out with them, they might even be able to form a couple!

Zhang Muye also knew about this. He guessed that the girls of College of Music only agreed to the party because of Lee Wei. Ever since Lee Wei performed at the Freshmen Gathering, he had become the dream lover of many girls. When they heard that Lee Wei's dormitory was having a gathering with them, these girls were very happy.

Just as they were discussing passionately, Lee Wei also returned.

Huang Biao quickly told Lee Wei about the matter of the College of Music's female dormitory agreeing to the social gathering. However, Lee Wei only nodded his head lightly, as if he wasn't very interested.

Zhang Muye keenly noticed that Lee Wei seemed to be a little depressed, as if he had encountered some sort of setback. But it was naturally not convenient for him to ask. After all, it was Lee Wei's private matter.

In the afternoon, Wang Qiuqiu and Tao Rann invited Zhang Muye to have dinner together, and then they went to play basketball together at night. This time, each academy would send 15 people for the new students' basketball game. Tao Rann hoped that Zhang Muye would also participate.

Although he had only played a few games with Zhang Muye, Tao Rann realized that Zhang Muye seemed to be very modest when playing basketball. Even so, Zhang Muye's strength was still recognized by Tao Rann.

However, because the plugin still needed to be improved further, Zhang Muye rejected Tao Rann's invitation.

After Tao Rann and Wang Qiuqiu left the dormitory, only Lee Wei and Zhang Muye were left in the dormitory.

Lee Wei took out his guitar and started practicing. Recently, he had written a song and asked someone else to help him write a song. The university singer competition was a high-level competition, but only the original and high standard songs could go further. As for the old songs that were sung, it was very difficult for them to enter the finals!

While playing the guitar, Lee Wei used his eyes to peek at Zhang Muye. He only relaxed when he saw that Zhang Muye did not object.

In Lee Wei's eyes, Zhang Muye was a very mysterious person. His performance during the military training was normal. Recently, he was running for the position of class cadre. He did not show a particularly positive attitude. He also didn't sign up for any clubs. Especially during the recent social gathering with the College of Music's girls, he seemed to have nothing to do with it. It was as if he didn't fight for anything and didn't ask for anything.

Others said that Lee Wei had no desires and no desires. He was like a great master who lived an extraordinary life. However, Lee Wei found that this person called Zhang Muye in the dormitory was about the same as him.

When Lee Wei played the guitar, he felt that something was wrong. The lyrics were not bad. His performance was perfect, but the problem was with the song. However, the composer for Lee Wei was a PhD student from College of Music. He was already a very powerful person, so Lee Wei did not dare to question him.

In the dormitory, besides Lee Wei's guitar and singing, there was also the sound of Zhang Muye typing on the keyboard.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.1

Lee Wei sat by the door, put down the guitar, and opened the door. His eyes immediately lit up. "You are?"

Immediately, there was a slight exclamation from the door. A sweet voice sounded. "You are Lee Wei, right? The song you sang at the Freshmen Gala was really nice."

It seemed like she really admired Lee Wei, and even her tone was a little excited.

Lee Wei also recovered from the beauty of the girls, and returned to smiling gently. "May I ask who you are looking for?"

"I am looking for Zhang Muye. He is my boyfriend."

It seemed that Lee Wei did not know the relationship between Zhang Muye and Lu Fei. After hearing that he was looking for Zhang Muye, Lee Wei was slightly surprised. He did not expect the low-key Zhang Muye to have such a beautiful girlfriend.

But he still turned around and let Lu Fei in.

Zhang Muye turned around and looked at Lu Fei. Lu Fei did not put on makeup today, but her bright eyes and teeth could not hide her attractive face. She was wearing a dress, revealing her fair and slender legs. Her full chest and lively butt made people's heart beat faster.

The most attractive part was Lu Fei's ample chest. Even though Lu Fei wore very conservative clothing, it still revealed a trace of fair skin. Zhang Muye was stunned for a moment when he saw it.

But Zhang Muye only took a glance and turned his head, treating Lu Fei as air.

Perhaps only Zhang Muye would dare to treat a sexy beauty like Lu Fei as non-existent!

The only thing that surprised Zhang Muye was Lu Fei's perseverance. How could she still persist until now?

A sweet fragrance brushed past, and Lu Fei immediately stood in front of Zhang Muye's window. "Are you free tomorrow night? Accompany me to go shopping."

Zhang Muye did not even turn his head and continued typing on the keyboard. "I'm not free. Don't bother me."

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