I asked you to go to cram school, and you got together with the school beauty tutor?

Chapter 331: Not Afraid of the Rich Second Generation Spending Money

What appeared on the screen was a code editor.

What was displayed in the code editor was a dense line of code. When Su Yanfei first saw it, she was just a little surprised, but when she got closer to the computer desk and looked at the computer screen carefully...

She was shocked to find that there was a lot of code content that even she couldn't understand. She didn't even know what it meant or what instructions it represented.

At that moment, Su Yanfei felt that the scene before her was so shocking that it was as if all her cognition had been refreshed.

Her mind refreshed her impressions of Jiang Jun.

First: [The second-generation rich man who drives a sports car got into a car accident and needs to make up for his mistakes...make up for his mistakes?]

Secondly: [Are you worried about failing your major courses and need to review and make up for the missed classes in advance? ]

Then: [Registered for the Blue Innovation Cup, from the college selection to the provincial competition, and won the first place with full marks continuously? ]

Now: [I like playing games, and occasionally I will consciously read books to review...]

Countless thoughts quickly floated away in Su Yanfei's mind. Sometimes her brain was blank, and sometimes her thoughts were complicated and confusing, as if she could not digest the scene she was seeing for a while.

Could it be that the content in the code editor was not written by Jiang Jun?

No, it's impossible.

There were only two of them living in Room 1601 of Galaxy Bay. She herself didn't recognize much of the code, so how could she write it?

So it is absolutely certain that it was written by Jiang Jun.

In the end, Su Yanfei came up with two guesses in her mind.

First, he copied the code from some computer fields, but what's the point of doing that? And if he releases it, he may also take risks.

Second: He is really a top-notch talented player. He has been studying hard from the beginning to the end, and has been improving his computer skills quickly and secretly, so he can reach this level.

Jiang Jun can write code of this level, which is really nothing compared to the Blue Creation Cup. He can easily crush everyone.

After an in-depth analysis of the two speculations, Su Yanfei finally believed more in the second possibility.

Then the problem is coming.

Why did he choose to hide it from me? And he always pretended to be a "bad student" and humbly learned from himself.

Su Yanfei took the mouse, scrolled down and carefully checked the code content again. She was sure that this was the code content for developing a game.

"Jun is a person who likes to play games. He used to play computer games. So...wait!"

After thinking about some things, Su Yanfei's eyes gradually revealed some enlightenment.

"Could it be that what Jun said before about playing games in his room was actually a lie, and what he was really doing... was writing this game?!"

After all, to write the code for a game by himself independently, it would take a very long time and it would be a huge workload.

Su Yanfei took a deep breath, gradually loosened her grip on the mouse, and glanced at the battery level in the lower right corner of the computer screen. It was 45%.

The code contents have all been saved, and she did not touch the keyboard during the review, so even if the computer shuts down automatically, it will not have any impact.

But after thinking it over again and again, Su Yanfei still helped Jiang Jun connect his computer to the charger.

Then, she took the documents she needed, turned around and walked out of the study, looking very worried, and went to the piano store.

She would not contact Jiang Jun right away to find out the truth about these things, but would wait until the evening so that they could have a frank conversation face to face.

It has been concealed for so long, no matter what the reason is, there must be a suitable reason to explain it all.

evening.

Jiang Jun, who had already finished his work, went to the next class to look for Shen Lang after class, but found that the boy was not in the classroom.

Because their afternoon class schedule was different from Jiang Jun's, the first class was completed during the first class period.

So Jiang Jun took out his cell phone, thought about it, and called Shen Lang directly.

As soon as the call was connected, Jiang Jun got straight to the point and said, "Lao Lang, where are you? Are you in the hospital or working part-time?"

"Hospital, I went to eat earlier and just got here, what's the matter?"

On the other end of the phone, I heard the sound of cars coming and going, so Shen Lang should have just arrived near the hospital entrance.

"What a coincidence! I'm coming to see you right now. I have something to talk to you about. That's all for now. See you later."

"That's okay too."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jun drove to the hospital. When he arrived at his destination, he went straight to the inpatient building.

At this time, Shen Lang was trimming two small potted plants in the ward. They were given to him by Jiang Jun before, but there was a small cactus among them, which was the first time Jiang Jun saw it here.

"Ouch."

Jiang Jun pushed the door open and walked in. He pointed at a small potted plant that Shen Lang was holding and asked curiously, "When did you add a cactus? Do you still like this thing?"

Hearing this, Shen Lang was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "Xintong gave it to me last time. I think this little thing is quite cute, and at least it doesn't prick people much now, so I kept it."

Jiang Jun:?

Dude, do you raise cacti to prick people?

Jiang Jun nodded, sat on the chair, and poured himself a glass of water. Just at this time, Shen Lang came over, sat next to him, turned his head to look at him and spoke.

"What's the matter? You said you have something to talk to me about. Go ahead and tell me."

"Then I'll just tell you."

Jiang Jun took out a document from his backpack and handed it to Shen Lang, saying frankly: "I registered a company and developed a game. Now it is the basic version, and it will be updated and iterated later, but now I need people, and I want to bring you in to work together. Take a look at the document."

"Wha, what what?"

Shen Lang blinked several times in succession, feeling a little overwhelmed holding the document in his hand, because Jiang Jun's words just now made him feel that the amount of information was too much.

He lowered his head and opened the document, quickly reading the business plan, but before he finished reading it, he looked up and looked directly at Jiang Jun.

"you?"

Shen Lang pointed at Jiang Jun, with an expression that looked like he wanted to laugh but couldn't, and was very surprised, and said, "You mean to say that you want to start a business now, and then drag me into it and let me be your cannon fodder, is that what you mean?"

Jiang Jun: ...

"Brother, can you please stop talking to me like that? What do you mean by 'falling into a trap' and 'cannon fodder'?"

Jiang Jun paused and said seriously: "Lao Lang, I'm telling you the truth. I've actually started preparing for this project as early as last semester. I've thought it through carefully, and I'm really confident that it can..."

"nonsense!"

When Jiang Jun said this, he was interrupted by Shen Lang before he could finish his words.

"Tell me, who would say that their project is uncertain and rubbish when they are talking about business? But how many people are really good at it?"

"I……"

As soon as Jiang Jun opened his mouth, Shen Lang waved at him, put the documents on the table, then put his hands on Jiang Jun's shoulders and patted him twice, and began to persuade him earnestly.

"Wait a minute, listen to me first."

"You, calm down for a moment. We are only freshmen, so the important thing right now is to study hard. Besides, there is a saying, haven't you heard it before?"

"What, what did you say?" Jiang Jun asked in surprise.

"It's called... 'We're not afraid of second-generation rich people squandering our wealth, we're just afraid of second-generation rich people starting businesses'. Have you heard of that?"