I am a Big Player
Chapter 216 - 214, A Place Belonging to the Qinghe Club (Fourth Update)_1

Chapter 216: 214, A Place Belonging to the Qinghe Club (Fourth Update)_1

In fact, during the development of the online version of the murder game, the division of labor among everyone was not very clear, as everyone was involved in various tasks.

Developing a game with world-class influence was a belief that existed in everyone’s heart.

Each person was striving with great passion, as if the affair of leaving a mark in history was not so far out of reach for them.

How exciting it was!

Many in the school had noticed that as soon as class ended, no one from Qinghe Club could be found, no longer dominating in the murder game, and their figures were rarely seen on campus. What was going on?

Only a few knew that all the members of Qinghe Club, except for Yang Xi who had to go back to practice singing after school every day, were busy as if they were on a shot of adrenaline.

Although it was not clear what they were busy with...

Yang Xi now had a renowned teacher to guide her vocal foundation. Although she had always loved singing, there were still many flaws in her singing skills, since she had never received professional training in this area.

Like Ren He, she was a person who strived for excellence, so it was expected for her to completely change some of her bad vocal habits.

After a concert that lasted a few hours, she wouldn’t have been able to sing through the entire event without the right vocal techniques.

There was also physical training to consider. Yang Xi dreamed of holding concerts, with tens of thousands of people sitting there just to hear her sing. But without training, she might not even have the stamina to last through one concert.

Even just sitting there and singing continuously would be too much for her to bear.

The others also understood the situation. When Ren He first invited Yang Xi to join, he had said that the other party was an honorary member.

As they slowly felt that the efficiency of going home and completing their tasks individually was far too low during the development of the murder game, Ren He went ahead and rented a studio right outside the No.4 Middle School, setting up a temporary headquarters for Qinghe Club where everyone could work together.

But this was not a sustainable solution. Setting it up outside the school made it feel like an external company, as if it was somewhat disconnected from the club, and more like a group of students embarking on an entrepreneurial venture. Even Ren He himself felt awkward about it.

Liu Bing turned his head and asked, "What should we do?"

Ren He took a deep breath and said, "You guys keep going, I’ll figure something out."

Liu Bing had no idea how Ren He planned to solve the issue. All he wanted now was to complete the development of the murder game with everyone!

When the murder game started to become popular throughout the Capital and even began to show early signs of going viral online, it was Liu Bing and Jiang Haoyang who went to negotiate a profit-sharing contract with the board game and card game manufacturers in the Capital.

Now, "developing a world-class game" was everyone’s current dream.

For them, this was no different from "solving a world-class problem" or "publishing a world-class paper." For middle school students, this was cool!

If they could achieve it, they would undoubtedly reap endless glory and envious gazes, even if the profits were not for their individual gain.

This was all unrelated to money; it was the lonely yet passionate dream they once had.

For Ren He, what they were doing now was like what Mark Zuckerberg did in his previous life, who developed the world-class social platform Facebook in college and was recognized for revolutionizing the era’s way of socializing. Whenever he walked around campus, he would be the center of attention, people would always ask him wherever he went, "Are you Mark Zuckerberg?"

And it would be the same for Ren He and his team. They were about to revolutionize many people’s leisure choices in their spare time. One day, a similar scene will unfold.

You are Ren He, the founder of the murder game, right?

You are Liu Bing, one of the main creators of the murder game, right?

Are you Jiang Haoyang, one of the creators of the murder game?

Are you Li Yifan, one of the creators of the murder game?

Are you Liu Jiamin, one of the creators of the murder game?

Yang Lan had told them never to let No.4 Middle School be the proudest thing in your life, they were about to achieve that, and their lives would turn a new page.

Liu Jiamin had even cut down on her piano practice time and mixed with a bunch of old guys to develop games, offering her suggestions and ideas wherever possible.

This made everyone realize that Liu Jiamin was not just a pianist; her logical thinking was no weaker than anyone else present.

Everyone was giving up all their leisure time every day to fulfill a dream, a great feeling but also exhausting.

They were truly working around the clock to meet deadlines, even willing to start over if they were unsatisfied with something.

Work that couldn’t be finished in the studio was taken home, sometimes they wouldn’t sleep until after two in the morning, and the next day they would go to class with dark circles under their eyes.

But this challenging period would become their brightest memory in the future, we often hear people say, "That year, I was studying under a streetlight at midnight."

In reality, the speaker doesn’t think those times were that harsh, the hard days are gone, and what he remembers is the sense of achievement: I was so incredible back then! Everything I have now comes from my effort, not anything else!

Ren He came alone to the principal’s office door and knocked, "Hello, principal, I am a student from Class 5 of the first year."

From inside, the old principal spoke calmly, "Come in, the door is unlocked."

When Ren He entered, he saw the old principal getting up to look at him, a detail that made Ren He feel deeply respectful. People often say you should get up to welcome someone as a sign of respect, not because their status deserves respect, but because of the equality of human dignity and the importance of humility.

He found it difficult to imagine what it felt like for a principal to rise to greet a student.

As Ren He was organizing his words, it was the old principal who smiled first, "It’s you, your name is Ren He, I’ve heard of you. Your way of performing at the freshman orientation was quite innovative, and I’ve been playing the murder game you created recently. Those young teachers always vote me out first..."

There are actually teachers who dare to vote out the principal every day, probably besides No.4 Middle School, there are not many schools with such a culture...

"So, tell me, what are you planning to do by coming to see me all by yourself?" the old principal asked with a kindly smile, even pouring a cup of tea for Ren He.

"We plan to take the murder game global, I am confident it can become a world-class strategy game," Ren He then explained in detail to the old principal what they had done and the difficulties they were currently facing. The issue of renting a studio off-campus was not the main concern, Ren He didn’t care about the money, but it did somewhat change the nature of the campus club.

The old principal suddenly asked, "What do you think is the reason that the murder game became so popular in No.4 Middle School, now to say it’s sweeping through half of China is not an overstatement. What does it rely on?" The old principal wanted to see if his guess was correct, wondering if he had overestimated the other party, just as one might overanalyze a piece in the reading comprehension section of a Chinese exam, perhaps even reading into things the author never intended...

"Because it satisfies people’s desire for control and power, it allows people to deceive without guilt, catering to the superiority of the intellectual," for the first time, Ren He bluntly revealed the nature of the murder game to someone else.

The old principal smiled, "There’s an empty classroom upstairs in the complex building, it used to be a constant-temperature machine room. You go to the Academic Affairs Office and get the keys from Director Chen. This classroom will belong to you guys from now on, as for how long you can use it, that depends on you."

That meant if the Qinghe Club didn’t do well and failed to justify having their own classroom, it could be taken back!

Ren He had absolute confidence in that regard.

And the Qinghe Club was about to become the first at No.4 Middle School to have a permanent headquarters!

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