Chapter 33 The sound of heartbreak [Please read and recommend monthly ticket]

On the way, Ren Yan started to think.

Why do girls think games are not fun?

Recalling the many details in Devouring Heaven and Earth, Ren Yan suddenly understood after a moment.

At that time, the main users of this game Devouring World were boys, but it was definitely a game for straight men.

When I was making it, I only considered the story of the Three Kingdoms contained in it, and did not consider other details.

Thinking about it this way, I felt that I was a little careless.

So, what games do girls like?

Ren Yan fell into memories again.

Along with the memories, one game after another appeared in his mind.

What's X and the producer, what's XX Nuannuan, what's XX glory.

These games quickly filled Ren Yan's mind, and after a series of short analyses, Ren Yan came to a conclusion.

Well, what girls like are either handsome guys who dress up, or guys who are very social.

We currently have no way to create a heavily social game where you can dress up as a handsome guy. Isn’t this kind of game easily accessible with my current art foundation?

It’s an art game, no one knows how to say it!

Moreover, I still have ready-made semi-finished products. Isn’t it just a matter of adding a function to rush for an order?

Ren Yan had an idea in his mind and just returned to the office.

There are many teachers in the office, either complaining about the students with their colleagues or eating lunch aside.

Although the school also has a cafeteria, as teachers who have been there, they are somewhat insensitive to that place, and it is far less comfortable than bringing your own lunch.

Some time ago, they heard that the canteen has launched a new dish called sweet and sour lychee. Let’s not talk about the taste, just the name and the combination.

It reminds them of their fear of being dominated by the school when they were in school, so teachers usually refuse to go to the cafeteria.

Students also like to order some takeaways, so the school canteen can only barely maintain it at present.

After seeing Ren Yan come in, all the teachers greeted Ren Yan one after another, and Ren Yan politely returned the greeting.

During this period of time when I was a participating teacher, my colleagues were definitely friendly, and they did not behave in any way that looked down upon me. They even sometimes felt worried about me, which made Ren Yan feel very happy.

Finally, the messy intrigues and intrigues that happened during the working-class period have disappeared.

As soon as Ren Yan took his seat, Enke, who was in the opposite row, turned around and shook his little spoon at Ren Yan.

“Today’s fried rice is still delicious as always.”

"As long as it tastes good, it proves that I am an innocent child and not fooling you." Ren Yan nodded and opened his lunch box.

"Well, that's true." Anke also nodded, and then asked: "But what's the matter with this soup? I don't remember that I bought soup from you."

As he spoke, he pointed at the winter melon and pork ribs soup.

Ren Yan scooped up a spoonful of rice and put it into his mouth: "Do you want to hear the truth?"

"certainly."

"Because I feel a little guilty." Ren Yanming looked calm and took another bite of fried rice.

"Guilty? Oh, how can you still feel guilty? Tell me, why are you sorry for me?" Enke asked in an exaggerated manner.

This aroused the curiosity of the surrounding teachers, and secretly looked here.

There are some rumors on the Internet that An Ke and Ren Yan have that kind of relationship. Are these rumors true?

At this moment, the teachers found that their lunch was more delicious. Sure enough, the gossip material is the best food weapon!

Ren Yan rolled her eyes at Enke: "The cost price of a portion of egg fried rice is 3.3 yuan. With tears in my eyes, I earned you 46.7 yuan per portion. I couldn't bear it and decided to add a little twist to your lunch."

"Wow, you are such a shameless person, you actually make so much money from me!" An Ke's eyes widened with a look of shock, and then he couldn't help but laugh: "But I think it's still worth it, at least

This egg fried rice is really the best rice I have ever eaten.”

"That means you haven't eaten anything good at all. At the same time, you celebrities have no idea about money. A portion of rice costs fifty, and only 'smart people' like you would buy it."

Ren Yan remained unmoved and continued to eat his rice.

We made a lot of rice today, and Ren Yan has only eaten less than a fifth of it.

"Hey, you know how annoying you are sometimes?" Enke curled his lips.

"Do you still need to tell me?" Ren Yan answered.

Enke was speechless for a moment, and lightly hit Ren Yan with his small fist: "Then this soup is free?"

"Yes." Ren Yan nodded: "It will be very pleasant to drink some soup after the meal."

"Hey, you're welcome then." Anke happily brought the soup back to his table, preparing to taste it after eating the rice.

Then he turned around and smiled at Ren Yan: "Also, thank you. After taking that hot pot class with you last week, I gradually understood the 'experience' you mentioned. Now in Class 9

My students didn’t bother me at all and I was very cooperative in teaching them. I was finally on the right track.”

"Oh, that's it. Why do you seem to be in such a good mood today?" Ren Yan smiled: "Co-authoring is a problem solved."

"Is it so obvious?" Anke's face turned red.

"It's so obvious that you are joking with me, which you have never done before." Ren Yan nodded.

"Girls are all fickle. You have to remember this, otherwise you will have a hard time in the future." An Ke smiled cheerfully, thanked Ren Yan again, turned away, and continued eating.

Your own lunch.

Ren Yan shook his head and chuckled. He found that An Ke was still very easy to get along with after becoming familiar with him.

There is absolutely no sense of superiority as mentioned on the Internet.

I don’t know if it’s just her or most celebrities of this era.

After this thought flashed through his mind, Ren Yan continued to cook.

However, just after taking two bites this time, the office door was pushed open again.

All the teachers immediately looked up and saw the grade director, dressed in smart professional attire, walking straight towards Ren Yan.

Ren Yan looked at the other party curiously, but before she could speak, the grade director revealed the reason for her visit.

"Teacher Ren Yan, the principal has invited me to discuss something very important with you. Look."

As he said this, he looked at Ren Yan's lunch and Ren Yan understood: "Are you anxious about this matter?"

"Yes." The grade director nodded.

"Okay, then I'll go see the principal right away. You can have lunch at any time." Ren Yan didn't refuse and stood up to go straight to the principal's office.

"Thank you for your cooperation." the grade director smiled.

"We are all colleagues. It is basic etiquette not to embarrass each other. There is nothing to thank." Ren Yan replied, and then followed the grade director and walked out of the office.

But when she walked to the door of the office, Ren Yan suddenly thought of something and turned back to look at Anke.

"By the way, you don't have any relatives to see you today, right?"

An Ke was stunned: "What relative?"

"It's that relative, your mother's sister." Ren Yan explained helplessly.

After Enke reacted for a moment, he quickly blushed: "You, why are you asking this?!"

The other teachers also turned their heads, the gossip fire burning in their eyes.

Ren Yan spread her hands: "Don't get me wrong, I just remembered that winter melon is cold. If you drink the soup in this situation, I'm afraid you will feel even more uncomfortable, so..."

When Enke heard this, his face turned even redder, and he muttered in a low voice: "I know, I know."

Then he quickly turned his head away, stuffed it into his lunch, and stabbed the rice fiercely with a spoon: "Damn Wang Wang, bad Wang Wang, you must have made this soup on purpose, I will poke you to death, I will poke you to death."

At the same time, the little finger of the left hand also pushed the winter melon and pork ribs soup outward.

This scene happened to be seen by a young male teacher across the corridor from her, and he became stunned on the spot.

The teacher opposite him gloated and hummed a tune:

"Listen to the sound of heartbreak"

This caused the young male teacher to give him an annoyed look.

Seeing the encore, my heart hurt even more.
Chapter completed!