? Tu Junwei looked at Peng Liang with a proud look on his face: "Rookie, do you want to continue?"
Peng Liang walked up to Tu Junwei and said, "You are definitely not a novice like me. Otherwise, how could you kill me ten times so easily?"
Tu Junwei shrugged and said: "Didn't you see the name of my character? 'Slaying Peng Liang', this was obviously built just now. Children, don't let yourself lose, okay?"
"Hell, take a look at your attributes and equipment. It's clearly the highest level. Tell me, what's going on?" Peng Liang kicked Tu Junwei angrily.
Seeing that he had been discovered, Tu Junwei laughed: "Okay, let me tell you the truth, I was really bored with my free time the past two days, so I just spent a little money and opened a private server by myself. I am gm. You and me
If you compare with me, you will definitely not be able to beat me, and it will be impossible for you to break through the defense."
The corner of Peng Liang's mouth twitched. He had seen shameless people before, but he had never seen such shameless people. A GM and a garbage PK who had just created an account. As he thought, they were simply bastards.
"Can this thing make money?" Peng Liang asked. Just now he was thinking about how to make money on the way back, but now Tu Junwei provided such an idea.
Tu Junwei thought for a while and said: "It seems like you can't make much money. You have to know that these days, there are more private servers than dogs, and most people play this without spending money."
"What if I let big stars like Yan Caidi and business women like Liu Xu and Yan Ruyu endorse this thing?" Peng Liang asked.
"Damn it, can you please stop being so shameless? A big star endorses a private server game for you? Even though you are familiar with each other, you can't go to such lengths, okay? Private servers are illegal, but they are not strictly controlled.
That’s all, but if you ask Yan Caidi to endorse your private server, that’s not causing trouble for others,” Tu Junwei said.
Peng Liang frowned: "Does that mean that if I want to make money from games, I have to make a new game myself?"
"Yes, no matter how rubbish the game is, as long as it is genuine." Tu Junwei said.
Peng Liangming nodded, then took out the magic dice of destiny, threw it on the table, and then began to make a wish: "Let me become a god-level game programmer within twelve hours."
"The wish comes true."
Then Peng Liang downloaded several software, put his hands on the keyboard and clicked frantically. Tu Junwei came over strangely: "What code is this? What are you going to do?"
"Make a game yourself. Games are so easy to sell now, why not go for it?" Peng Liang said while pressing the keyboard.
"Damn, you can do this? I don't believe it. I'll go to bed and see what you come up with tomorrow morning." Tu Junwei said without caring at all.
When Tu Junwei woke up again, he saw Peng Liang still in front of the computer, looking like he was about to collapse, and asked: "You have been working hard all night, right?"
"Yeah, but I'm going to give up now. It's too difficult to do it alone. I worked all night, and I can only make one thousandth of the progress. How long will it take to get it done?" Peng Liang was depressed.
said.
Tu Junwei just thought Peng Liang was joking and said: "Come on, one thousandth is already very impressive. Look at those games nowadays. They only promote them for a year or two. It takes several years to develop a game.
You alone can get one thousandth of it done in one night, which is already terrifying, and those people can jump off the building."
Peng Liang waved his hand, then violently pressed the power switch to shut down the computer, and climbed into bed.
"Damn, bastard, this is my computer, can't you shut it down normally?" Tu Junwei cursed dissatisfiedly.
"Why don't you do this often?" Peng Liang asked.
"Oh, that's my computer. Of course I can do this, but you have to respect my computer and not abuse it like me." Tu Junwei said.
Peng Liang raised his middle finger very rudely, then took off his clothes: "I'll take a nap."
"You don't plan to go to class?" Tu Junwei asked: "You haven't gone to class for a long time."
"Since we haven't been there for a long time, we naturally don't care about such a day, right?" Peng Liang smiled.
"Hey, we are good brothers. We will face difficulties together. If the school is dissatisfied with us and punishes us, then let's work together." Tu Junwei said righteously.
"Liu Qian and I played a game called sex, and I don't think I can get punished." Peng Liang said lightly.
Tu Junwei cursed loudly: "You are a bastard, a scumbag, a beast, and a scumbag. On behalf of the party and the people, I despise you."
Peng㊣(4) Liang ignored this poor kid who was so jealous that he had entered the stage of going crazy. He buried his head in sleep and turned off his cell phone. Peng Liang hesitated for a while, but still didn't turn it off.
After an hour, Peng Liang found that turning off his cell phone was a wrong decision. In this hour, he received seven or eight calls, all from various women, which made Peng Liang very worried.
Depressed, while the person here was chatting, another one called in again, causing Peng Liang to find various excuses to hang up the phone.
Shut down the phone decisively, Peng Liang really couldn't stand the trouble anymore. It was really annoying to have too many women, and it was so troublesome to even sleep. As expected, it was better to just have one wife, because it was easier to deal with just one.
Tu Junwei originally stayed in the dormitory to play games, but he was directly stimulated by Peng Liang's constant phone calls to go to class.
After turning off his mobile phone, Peng Liang found that the whole world was much quieter. High technology has its advantages and disadvantages. If we still stayed in the era of mail pigeons, no matter how many women there were, we would not be afraid of being harassed. A group of pigeons would be honest.
Those who are waiting for you to get up will not torment you to wake up.
Peng Liang returned to sleep again with a slightly depressed mood. Unfortunately, it backfired. Not long after Peng Liang lay down, he heard the sound of banging on the door.
"Old Tu, open the door." Peng Liang roared, and then continued to sleep.
However, the knocking on the door continued, and Peng Liang got up in an irritable mood. Then when he saw the situation in the room, he remembered that Tu Junwei had been driven out by continuous phone calls.
With an irritated mood, he walked to open the door. Peng Liang could swear that if the person knocking on the door was a man, Peng Liang would definitely beat him severely. Open the door, willow catkins?
"I was scared to death. I thought something had happened to you. I bought you three hundred batteries, but the phone still couldn't be connected. I was so scared that I came over immediately." Liuxu patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.