Some people were left on duty, and then most people left after get off work.
Because she had to focus on the server battle, Lin Yao chose to hold the server battle final on Saturday night.
It's almost nine o'clock in the evening.
No matter how happy you are, you can't delay going home.
soon.
The people in the studio were all gone.
Lin Yao and Mu Wanqing stayed at the end.
Mu Wanqing needs to arrange for someone to be on duty.
Lin Yao, on the other hand, was looking at the task, waiting for it to be completed...
She felt that the task had been completed, and she was just running the progress bar, or unzipping the rewards...
After all, "Fantasy OL" now claims that it is the leading game in turn-based online games. Who dares to say that it is not?
But she stared at the progress bar.
Wait and wait.
I just can't see it jumping forward a little.
"Lin Yao."
After Mu Wanqing finished arranging her work, she returned to Lin Yao and called her softly: "Go home."
"……oh."
Lin Yao raised her head, looked away from the task progress bar, and then sighed.
I get really angry at times like this.
Just a little bit.
You said it was a big difference and she could ignore it, but when the difference was only 0.2, it suddenly stopped.
It's very uncomfortable.
"What's wrong?"
Mu Wanqing and Lin Yao walked side by side to the elevator. Seeing her sighing, she felt a little confused. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Are you worried about the game?"
"No, it's my own problem, Miss Mu, can you feel that feeling?"
Lin Yao turned to look at her: "When you are very thirsty, you can't unscrew the bottle cap. You can barely unscrew it, but the bottle cap is like it is stuck on it. No matter how hard you try, you can't open it.
Are you angry?"
Mu Wanqing was silent for a moment, then replied straightforwardly: "...Then why don't you use a cup? There is a water dispenser in the office."
"...A metaphor, this is a metaphor, what does the cup have to do with it?"
Lin Yao was stunned, and then she couldn't help laughing.
The obsession in my heart suddenly disappeared a lot.
She actually didn't pay much attention to this task at first.
But since the original development part 2 came back to her along with the game, she started paying attention again.
Most of this attention is out of curiosity, wanting to know what weird things the mission completion system will give you.
certainly.
It is also mixed with some thoughts of hoping that the achievements will be recognized.
However, Mu Wanqing's nonsensical answer made Lin Yao react.
In fact...you don't have to let an illusory system recognize your achievements.
The current situation is that the number of people online for the game has hit new highs, and the final revenue data will definitely not only be able to support the new studio.
Why bother with the system so much.
Figured this out.
Lin Yao also let go of her entanglements.
She gently shook her ponytail and walked out of the building where the new studio was located. She looked up at the gray sky and stars under the bright lights of the city. She smiled softly and sighed: "Miss Mu, we finally
We are on the right track.”
"Hmm...that's great."
Mu Wanqing also looked up at the stars above her head, listening to the noisy whistles and whistling sounds from the main road beside her, and smiled softly.
Tell the truth.
This scene is not romantic.
The sky is gray and the environment is noisy.
There is no trace of that feeling of enlightenment when looking up at the sky.
But Mu Wanqing still felt at peace inside.
Probably because a busy day of work is over.
And tomorrow is a new day.
New studio.
There are projects in excellent condition.
Have clear goals.
Have lovable colleagues.
I have good... friends.
Mu Wanqing likes this state, and all of this has something to do with the girl beside her.
She withdrew her gaze from the sky and looked at Lin Yao next to her.
Lin Yao slightly raised her snow-white chin and still looked up at the sky. She didn't know what she thought of, but her stunning profile revealed a trace of sadness.
"……careful."
Mu Wanqing was slightly startled, and suddenly felt that the girl next to her was so far away from her.
But this idea did not last long.
The next second.
She reacted, grabbed Lin Yao's little hand, and pulled her back.
Lin Yao kept looking up at the sky, staggered, and almost hit the area where the bicycles were parked.
Fortunately, Mu Wanqing had quick eyes and quick hands and caught her.
"Don't just look at the sky, but also look at the road..."
Mu Wanqing firmly held Lin Yao's soft hand and pulled her to the inside of the sidewalk. Then, as if she was worried that she would rush towards the bicycle again, she did not let go of Lin Yao's hand, but held it tightly.
Then, as if she was still worried, she inserted her slender white fingers into Lin Yao's fingers and interlocked their fingers.
"Feel sorry."
Lin Yao showed an embarrassed expression and smiled at her, but she didn't mind being pulled forward.
But there was still a touch of sadness on her face, and the emotions contained in her clear eyes were very complicated.
Can't tell if it's loneliness or something...
"What happened?"
Mu Wanqing looked worriedly at the girl next to her who was wearing a short skirt and who was more dazzling than the bright lights in her eyes.
"Well... I just thought of some things from the past."
Lin Yao forced a smile and raised her white chin again. Because Mu Wanqing was holding her beside her, she stared at the starry sky more unscrupulously: "Miss Mu, I may be homesick... so I am a bit sentimental."
"homesick?"
Mu Wanqing was slightly startled, and while pulling her slowly towards the station, she asked: "Don't you live with your sister?...Are you thinking about your hometown?"
"Well, home."
Lin Yao nodded, then looked at the girl in a skirt and black stockings and glasses who was pulling her beside her with a worried expression on her face, and couldn't help but laugh.
This time she smiled more naturally.
The smile is clean, clear and moving.
She really felt homesick just now, thinking about her hometown that was so far away from here, maybe even measured in light years.
Maybe it was because the goal was achieved, plus the reason for the night.
People tend to become sentimental at night.
but.
This feeling didn't last long.
She has been here for several months.
Although it doesn't last long.
But she also met many people here, many with malicious intentions.
Chen Nuo at the beginning, Peng Yongjun at the latest.
But at the same time, she also met many people like Miss Mu.
They have good intentions toward themselves.
Just like in another hometown, those who help themselves.
Pretty good too.
Where the heart is, is hometown.
"Miss Mu, how about we set a goal."
Lin Yao gently shook the hand held by Mu Wanqing, and returned to her previous appearance, smiling and full of energy, saying: "We want to be the best and largest game company in the world..."
Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then said cautiously: "This is impossible. Don't talk about foreign countries now, just talk about domestic..."
"shut up."
Lin Yao glared at her gently: "Why don't you let me talk? Think about the future. Why don't you be bolder?"
Mu Wanqing: "..."
A healing smile appeared on Lin Yao's face again, she looked up at the starry sky again, and suddenly started humming softly.
"I'm facing the wind.
I'm facing the wind.
Gold and silver mountains, bustling clouds and gentle nights.
I won't take anything with me.
That strong wind, that unknown future of mine.
Nothing can make me stay.
When I heard the wind whistling past my ears..."
Lin Yao's voice is soft and waxy, and her singing is very vague. It cannot be said that it is exactly the same as the original singer Pu Shu, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with it.
Mu Wanqing was walking beside her. She didn't know which singer's song it was, but she still thought it sounded good, even if she just listened to the tune.
She looked at the stunning profile of the girl next to her, held her hand tightly, and calmed down.
Lin Yao was still humming softly.
The main road next to me was busy with traffic, and the sound of horns and whistles kept coming and going.