Chapter 13: The first payment (on)

"Hahaha, interesting enough, White, I didn't stagger your friend." Iverson rushed over, lying on his stomach next to White comfortably, holding his mobile phone in each hand, concentrating on losing the number.
White has no time to talk to Iverson, he is busy revising the program.
Pull out the drawing software, quickly design a pig head image, insert the background music, and write the code. This type of mini-game is a trivial matter for White, and then adjust the time of "Flower Thief".
After a while, he restarted the game, accelerated the progress, and soon came to the Flower Picking Thief program. The cabbage in the field had just matured. White watched the evil black hand approaching the farmland, but he was indifferent. Instead, he took a cold cup from the side. Falling coffee to drink.
As White expected, but not as Iverson thought.
When the pig cry in the computer came out of the loudspeaker unsuspectingly, Iverson was searching for an account on the blog, and he was caught off guard by a pig cry, which made Iverson stunned first, then subconsciously yelled and picked up The pillows on the sofa were tucked between the legs to protect important objects, while shrinking aside, with a look of horror.
Although White didn't know why he did this, he laughed heartily when he saw Iverson's appearance.
When Iverson reacted, White had lowered his voice and turned his attention back to the computer game.
"What kind of game is this?" Iverson came back to his senses, but was attracted by the pig cry and followed enthusiastically.
"My newly set program looks good." White described lightly.
"A new program in the food stealing game?" Iverson asked.
"Yes, I named it Gongcai Game. This is what I thought of this afternoon." White said.
"Plan to replace stealing food with this?" Iverson asked.
After completing the test, White closed his laptop and got up from the sofa. Feeling a little tingling in his muscles and bones, he stretched.
"I'm not sure yet. I have two options. I can post both game plans. It depends on tomorrow's feedback." White said as he walked to the bathroom. After a while in the afternoon in the rain, his body was slimy and he needed to wash it well.
Iverson followed and said, "Can blog really agree?"
White paused, stopped, and smiled: "That's necessary."
"..." Mizhi confident.
White and Evelyn agreed at eight o'clock in the morning on Sunday. This time it was not in a fast food restaurant, but a small cafe near the fast food restaurant. White and Iverson came to the cafe at 7:50, when Evelyn was already sitting at the window waiting for them.
Seeing White and Iverson, Evelyn stretched out her arm to force them twice, with a smile on her face. Before that, she had been holding her cheek in a daze.
"You came really early, how long has it been?" White sat down on Evelyn's right.
"It's not long! It's only ten minutes. I took a leave at the fast food restaurant by the way. There were many people in the fast food restaurant on weekends. I asked for leave at this time and was scolded by the boss." Evelyn said.
White thought to himself, anyway, this girl has a strong sense of time, which is not bad.
"How? What do you think?" White turned the topic to the game.
"I think it's great!" Evelyn said.
"Oh..." Whitera's voice grew longer.
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As if afraid of being misunderstood and perfunctory, Evelyn hurriedly explained: "I mean it. Honestly, for an hour at the beginning, I found it too boring. I have been staring at the farmland. Coming out of the hole, I haven't seen half of the vegetable stealer."
White smiled and said, "It was meant to be stolen when mature!"
"Later, I was a little uninterested, so I went to the room to play the game console by myself. Almost half an hour later, someone called me on the blog. I ordered it and took a look. Guess what? Hey! My food was stolen. Now, the friend who stole the food specially came to show off on the blog." Evelyn was still a bit angry when she mentioned this matter.
"What about your friends? What do you think of this game?" White asked.
"The same reaction as me. Those who stole the vegetables kept showing off, and the ones who were stolen were very angry. At first they planted them all the time, and waited for others to come first. Then I thought, it was not right. The dishes. Just ran to someone else's house to stay." Evelyn said.
The eagerness among the girls... If a game for grabbing handsome guys is developed in the future, will they play crazy? How much profit does that have to bring. White thought happily.
Evelyn took a sip of water and continued: "I am one of them, so you snatched it from me. It was eleven o'clock."
White said, "You are too crazy."
But it shows that the playability at the beginning is good. A long stream of water that tends to be flat in the future will do. But of course, future game management is not in White's plan.
"No way, no one wants to lose. In particular, the enthusiasm that the other party showed off is too much." Evelyn put a finger up and put it on her lips, "I secretly told you that I adjusted three o'clock in the middle of the night. The clock is just to get up and collect food."
White smiled and said, "I don't believe it."
Evelyn was anxious, "I can't lie to you?" She said, leaning her face in, pointing to the circle under her eyes, and saying, "Look, if my dark circles are too heavy, I was just affected by this. Harmful."
White just glanced at it pretendingly, pretending to be surprised: "If you don't say that I haven't found it yet, what you say is really heavy."
When Evelyn heard this, she drooped her face with a "ah", the boss was upset.
White shook his head and thought to himself, young girls have to rely on coaxing, it is difficult to wait.
White opened the notebook on the long arch table, found the moderator’s email address on the blog homepage, typed a set of rhetoric he had thought of in the email, and clicked send. At this time, both White and Evelyn's heads came together.
Evelyn looked surprised and said: "You still want to post the game to the blog?"
Huai said, "Just wait for him to reply."
"What if he doesn't return?" Evelyn asked curiously.
"That blog is bullshit. Sooner or later it will be pushed down." White thought without thinking.
Evelyn took a breath, then laughed loudly: "White, your tone sounds arrogant!"
White asked back: "You don't like it?"
Evelyn hesitated and hammered White's shoulder symbolically.
White felt no pain at all, and the girl's fist was like cotton, soft and fragrant.
At this time, the computer's mail system prompts that there is a new mail cut in. White has been paying attention to the incoming mail, and immediately opened it with a quick hand.
The heads of the three were joined together.