You said you were going to make games, how did you become the richest man without doing anything?

Chapter 206: It Turns Out to be an Old Siji (Please Subscribe)

The barrage instantly complained: "Good guy, not even as good as a programmer."

Seeing that the connection time was almost up, Melissa said goodbye to the young man and continued to connect with the next audience member.

The signal came quickly, and it seemed that the audience member was living in a dormitory on the construction site. His living environment was quite simple and casual.

A simple single room, with construction site drawings and safety tips posted on the gray walls. The bed was relatively simple, covered with a military coat.

Construction manuals and spreadsheets were scattered on a low wooden table, along with a few cans of beer and some empty fast food takeout boxes.
Outside the window is a busy construction site with huge cranes and concrete pump trucks shuttling back and forth.

A fat man wearing a helmet was smiling and greeting the anchor.

When Melissa entered the live broadcast and sat next to him, he took the initiative to say:
"Well, I'm also a loyal fan of Taoyuanxiang, but I'm different from the guy mentioned above. I got into Taoyuanxiang's games simply because the pears are big enough.

You give me nuts, and I'll give you money, it's that simple."

Faced with the opening thunderclap, the barrage also laughed: "Wow, this guy is really honest."

Melissa: "Please introduce your profession to other water friends."

"As you can see, I'm doing plastering at a construction site, which is more elegantly called civil engineering."

Then, the fat man smiled at the screen, winked and said:
"Brothers, come and do the civil engineering.
This is a top-notch major. Once you learn it, you can take on projects, become a boss, and make millions in profit from one project!

Dabieye, Ferrari, cigars, Xiaomi, they are all yours.

How many children from poor families have become rich by learning this!"

The comments were full of complaints: "I believed your lies! I'm afraid you tricked the old guys into going in and then ran away with the bucket."

The fat man adjusted his helmet and said, "There's no way I'm going to run away. Everyone here is talented and speaks well. I really like being here."

Melissa: "There must be a lot of interesting things happening on the construction site. Is there anything you can share?"

Civil engineer:

"Yes, for example, when we were digging the foundation, we often unearthed ancient artifacts, ranging from copper coins to pottery to rice dumplings.
There were a few foolish people who refused to hand the treasures over to the country and even asked Tiantian Jianbao to appraise them. As a result, they were invited to the police station for questioning.

But there has never been any accident on our construction site, because we have a "mascot" like me to keep it under control, hehe..."

Melissa: “How did you get that title?”

The old man rubbed his fat face:

"Maybe it's because I'm always smiling. The most important thing is that the people who came with me at the same time as me left after working for less than a year. I'm like the ugly daughter-in-law who finally became a mother-in-law."

Melissa: "What do you think are the most important skills for civil engineering?"

Brother: "One is high emotional intelligence and good judgment, and the other is a good alcohol tolerance. When you go to a drinking party, you have to help your boss solve problems. As for whether you can play the game, that's secondary. Just learn it on the spot."

Melissa looked around her brother's room again and found a photo of a fair and tender little boy on the windowsill.

She casually asked, "Has your son grown this big?"

The man's face was filled with wrinkles. He was silent for a long moment before he spoke, "That was me two years ago..."

The barrage music is crazy:
"Hahahahahaha!"

"Time, like a butcher's knife, has cut through this old man's face quite quickly."

The elder brother sighed:
"When I was in school, I always played around. My mother pointed at the construction site and told me that if I didn't study hard, I would end up moving bricks. So I studied hard and finally passed the undergraduate entrance exam.

Later, when I applied for the college entrance examination, the country was undergoing large-scale infrastructure construction, so I changed my major from computer science to civil engineering.

Now, I have proved to them that moving bricks is destiny and has nothing to do with whether or not I can get into college."

Barrage:

"Good boy, the answer to version T0 has been moved to the sewer. You are really amazing. You must have joined the National Army in 49."

"Hahahahahahaha, this guy is really good at telling jokes. Are all the fans in Taoyuan Township so funny?"

"After all, interesting things tend to attract each other."

Melissa continued to ask, "If you were given a chance to choose your college entrance exam choice again, what would you choose?"

The elder brother squinted his eyes and looked into the distant void, and said leisurely:
"I want to apply to the Chinese department."

Melissa was stunned: "I always feel that the contrast is a bit big."

Brother:

"I've always been a bit of an artsy young person. I used to be the Chinese class representative in high school.

So I found that writing novels at home is quite suitable for me. There is no need for intrigue and flattery. If I can make it to the monthly ticket list, then wouldn’t it be like marrying a beautiful, rich woman and achieving financial freedom? "...

After saying goodbye to Brother Tumu, Melissa continued the connection.

The next thing that came into view was a girl's room.

The room is filled with a light fragrance mist, the lighting is soft and warm, and the wallpaper is pink, highlighting the lazy and comfortable atmosphere.

The bed was piled with all kinds of long pillows, all of which were decorated with two-dimensional beauties wearing sexy uniforms and black stockings.

The bed sheet was a little messy, with the pleated skirt and pantyhose that had just been taken off thrown on it casually.

There is a computer on the table next to the small bed, and the desktop is densely covered with various galgame icons.

Next to the keyboard is a pile of empty potato chip snack bags and fat otaku happy water bottles.
The bookshelf is piled with various kinds of beautiful girl figures, including swimsuit versions and naked and shameful versions, as well as books like "Self-cultivation of a Screenwriter" and "The Writer's Journey".

The owner of the room was sitting on a gaming chair next to the computer.

She looked like a typical homebody, with skin as white as snow and lacking in color, and a pair of dark circles hanging under her lazy and tired eyes.

She was wearing a loose white shirt, but it still couldn't hide her plump figure and long legs.

The black-framed glasses she wore reflected the light, making her eyes look even more deep and mysterious.
After seeing Melissa, the girl introduced herself:
“Hello, I’m an online novel writer.”

Melissa stared at the other person's dark circles and asked:

“Do you like writing late at night?”

The other person nodded: "Yes, the tranquility of the night always makes my literary ideas flow like a spring."

Melissa thought for a moment, then continued to smile and asked, "Where did you get the inspiration for your story?"

Homegirl: "Art comes from life. I can get inspiration by observing other people's lives, because observing humans is a very interesting behavior."

She adjusted her glasses, looking serious.

The commentator complained: "You talk as if you are not human yourself."

Otaku: “However, we cannot completely rely on real-life materials. After all, novels require logic. If they are slightly illogical, they will be easily criticized. But the real world operates in chaos and does not require any logic.

So when I was collecting material, I came across a lot of interesting plots, but because they were too outrageous and illogical, I had to force them to make them logical. It makes me very angry just thinking about it."

Melissa: "It's very difficult to keep writing for a long time. Do you have any special habits when writing to keep yourself energized?"

Homegirl: “I’ll hug my pillow and take a few deep puffs before writing.

If I feel tired of writing, I will turn on the computer, play some silly games, or watch some movies with only two actors, and then I will feel refreshed instantly!
Barrage:

"Good guy, it turns out she's still an old driver."

"Actually, there might be three, four, or even more actors..."

Melissa looked up again and saw many galgame posters hanging on the wall:
"Tenjin Ranman", "Witch's Banquet", "Thousand Loves and Flowers", "Starlight Cafe and Death Butterfly"...

The barrage was shocking:

"I'm boiling! Yuzu chef!"

The audience in the barrage observed for a while and found that this otaku girl was always slow and leisurely, not impatient or anxious.

As if time is not so urgent for her, her smile always has a lazy elegance.

His tone is soft and his voice is low, and he often yawns slightly when he speaks.

Many viewers were infected by her laziness and subconsciously wanted to slow down and find a comfortable place to take a nap.

Barrage Tucao:

"Damn, looking at this girl's expression, I can't help yawning."

"I always feel like this girl has this aura that makes people around her want to sleep in."

Melissa: "Why do you like the Utopia game?"

Homegirl: "Taoyuan Township's games can provide me with a lot of new inspiration, and I also want to prepare for joining Taoyuan Township."

Joining a gaming company that you like is the dream of many otakus and otaku girls.

Comment: "I heard it's hard to get into Taoyuan Township now. The interview questions are really weird and tricky."

Melissa encouraged, "I think you can give it a try. Maybe President Lu will like the lazy aura you have."

(End of this chapter)