Seeing Little Fufu stand up, Lin Yu felt a surge of reassurance.
He didn't know what tricks others might pull.
But Little Fufu...
Lin Yu could be absolutely at ease leaving any question for her to answer.
Everyone was accustomed to Lin Yu stepping up and using his skills to intervene.
So, when Little Fufu was picked, everyone's eyes naturally turned to Lin Yu.
They wanted to see if he would forcefully use a skill to interfere again.
The result.
Lin Yu remained as steady as a rock, showing absolutely no reaction.
Mo Shangying couldn't help but say:
"Wow, Little Yu, your favoritism is so obvious!"
"When Little Fu answers, why don't you use a skill?"
Ye Mengfu, standing to the side, lowered her head, not daring to look at Lin Yu.
At the same time.
She tugged at Mo Shangying's sleeve, signaling that it was better not to speak.
Mo Shangying couldn't stop herself at all and spoke again:
"Hmph hmph, do you think I'll spout nonsense and leak some secret?"
"Little Fu, even if you pull me, I want to properly grill Little Yu."
Ye Mengfu shook her head, signaling that she didn't mean that.
The next moment.
Maomao's cold voice came over:
"Player 1, minus two points."
Mo Shangying's eyes went wide as she looked at Maomao:
"Deducting two points at once?!"
"When I violated the rules the first time just now, Maomao, why didn't you say anything?"
Maomao blinked calmly and said:
"Player 1, you speak too fast; I can't keep up with your reaction."
"Now deducting another point!"
"You have three chances to guess the word."
Mo Shangying quickly shut her mouth, not daring to continue speaking.
No wonder Little Fu pulled her; she thought it was because Little Fu didn't want her to keep talking.
Turns out, she was worried about her losing too many points!
Judging by the performance just now, her point deduction seemed related to speaking.
Since the final deduction came from a dialogue with Maomao, the person she speaks to isn't limited to just the birthday boy.
The speaking-type cards she designed herself weren't limited to a specific person...
Mo Shangying: "Saying 'You, Me, Him'?"
Maomao: "Incorrect answer."
Mo Shangying: "Asking a question."
Maomao: "Correct answer."
Mo Shangying gloomily removed the card she had just put on.
Never mind that the game's foundation was designed by her personally.
Now, her point deductions were far ahead in the lead!
Mo Shangying didn't know what the final punishment would be either.
The punishment segment had already been radically modified, becoming a section independently designed by Maomao.
Even the game developer had to accept the punishment along with everyone else.
At this moment.
The question on the TV screen had refreshed:
"Please describe in detail: What is the most meaningful gift you received recently? In what kind of scenario?"
Seeing the question, everyone felt a bit deflated.
They felt they didn't randomly get something related to Lin Yu, missing another chance to see some gossip.
Only Lin Yu and Ye Mengfu knew in their hearts.
This matter...
It *was* related to Lin Yu!
And it had a huge connection.
Ye Mengfu looked at the question for a long time without speaking; instead, she hesitantly raised her hand.
Lin Yu was puzzled.
Was there something she couldn't say directly?
Or did she have doubts about the rules?
Lin Yu had given her gifts several times recently; he wondered what her favorite would be.
If she didn't mention Lin Yu and just mentioned the gift, it would be fine.
Maomao came over and asked:
"Player 2, do you have a question?"
Ye Mengfu pointed at the TV screen and said:
"Two... This is, two questions..."
Everyone first showed puzzled expressions.
Then.
They quickly realized what Ye Mengfu was saying.
Lin Yu clapped his hands, standing out immediately to "uphold justice":
"She's right! 'What is the gift received?' 'In what scenario?'"
"Isn't this exactly two questions? There are even two question marks!"
"Ying'er, doesn't this game only target one question at a time?"
"The game you designed has a BUG!"
Tsk tsk tsk.
Having been teased a little by Ying'er just now, Lin Yu had now seized the opportunity.
Naturally, he couldn't let it go easily; he had to properly mock Ying'er.
Unexpectedly.
Ying'er shrugged her shoulders and looked innocently at Maomao.
As a game designer with strict standards for herself, how could she allow such an obvious BUG to appear in her game?
Any questions related to "Birthday," "Gift," "Birthday Star," and the like were all changes made by Maomao.
It was Maomao's first time participating in game editing, so it was normal for problems to arise; there was nothing strange about it.
Average players, when immersed in play, would just ignore such small details; rarely would anyone point it out to the host's face.
Unexpectedly.
Ye Mengfu actually discovered the BUG within and stated it on the spot.
Maomao instantly blushed and immediately said to Ye Mengfu:
"Apologies, this is a design flaw. Correcting immediately."
"You only need to describe the gift in detail!"
While speaking.
Maomao quickly ran to the laptop on the side.
Tapping the keyboard rapidly, she didn't just fix this one question.
She also went through the other questions she had added at high speed.
There were five or six similar questions, all of which underwent adjustment.
Lin Yu cast an appreciative look at Little Fufu.
To maintain such clear rationality during a game was truly not easy!
Seeing Lin Yu's gaze, Ye Mengfu felt much more settled inside.
She opened her mouth and said to everyone:
"The most meaningful... gift I received recently is... Goubuli!"
Everyone present: "Goubuli?!"
Fang Xinran: "Goubuli steamed buns?"
Huang Feirong: "Hahaha, Little Fu has actually received such a strange gift?"
Shen Buyao: "Little Fu, are you sure that counts as a gift? Delivering a meal doesn't count, right?"
Mao Ruirui: "It really is hard to imagine someone giving Goubuli buns as a gift."
Chen Qimeng: "Gift giving among young people is hard to guess, ha."
Du Ruxue: "Goubuli isn't just buns; it's a brand."
Xia Yiwei: "As expected of Auntie Ruxue, you know so much!"
"..."
Maomao: "Player 12, minus one point."
Fang Xinran was surprised: "Is the word on my forehead... saying a food item?"
Maomao: "Incorrect answer."
Fang Xinran immediately shut her mouth, not daring to continue speaking.
Incidentally, she replayed in her mind what she had just said.
After the scene returned to silence.
Ye Mengfu added:
"It was Goubuli, buns... not Goubuli, pastries."
"That was the most... meaningless gift I've received since growing up."
[Ding!]
[God-tier play! Memories of the past surge up in the heart; the Dao Companion is extremely grateful for the Holy Son's actions!]
[Reward: 100 Spirit Stones]
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ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
