I Am a Hundred Times Smarter Than You Are Longing For

"What are you busy with, this brat!" Huang Lei was a master of arts and kept ringing the doorbell in front of him with the other hand. "Old Huang, don't you have the door key? This kid Xiaoze is probably obsessed with work." Our old acquaintance, He Jiong, reminded us. The two opened the door and entered the house, put down the dishes they had carried, and knocked on the door familiarly. As expected, there was no response, and the two pushed the door open and entered. We were facing each other in the room, and we were tapping the keyboard quickly on the four screens in front of us, as if we were debugging something, completely unaware of the two people standing behind us. He Jiong helplessly spread his hands to Huang Lei. "Uncle Huang, Uncle He! Why are you here? You scared me!" When Bai Ze, who was coding, heard the sound, he almost smashed the keyboard in excitement. He turned around and asked happily. "Uncle Huang, Uncle He, I really don't want to go! My game will be designed soon and will be launched online!" Bai Ze poured a cup of tea for the two people sitting on the sofa in the living room and said in denial. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.