Because Cheng Zhu had a meeting at "Persistent Visit" at four o'clock in the afternoon, he cleared his morning schedule for the game studio.
Today, everyone in the studio was being quite gossipy, turning into mere spectators, curious about which alumni would come to room 212 to collect their prize money from the gaming competition.
In the WeChat group, the most boisterous, Dong Dong, had already started a betting pool, wagering whether the winner of the first prize of 18,888 yuan would be a male or a female.
The stakes weren't high—the loser had to buy the winner a cola.
But for the boys, the amount of the bet wasn't always what mattered.
What mattered was—I have to win!
That inexplicable desire for victory surges at times like this.
Is it just cola they're drinking?
No, it's the nectar of the victor!
Cheng Zhu didn't participate, but he was also quite curious about who would come to claim the prize today.
