"The game is fantastic, it's like another world. Pen %Fun %Cabinet www.biquge.info," Sam said excitedly.

Summer said with a smile: "This game is called 'myworld', and it is a sandbox game. I want you to help me optimize the model and not make it look too rough, my studio's software tools aren't up to the mark, so I can only ask you to help. ”

Sam said confidently, "No problem, leave this little thing to me." ”

Summer is also very reassuring to Sam "So be it, I have other things to do." With that, he was ready to leave.

Sam thought of something and said to Summer, "By the way, you asked me to help you find someone last time, and I've found it." ”

Summer said, "How's the ability? ”

"His name is Ciri, his ability is definitely not below me, I met him on the Internet, and he makes money by helping others play games. I didn't go to college, and I was all self-taught, which is really amazing. Sam was amazed by the fact that he was called Cerry.

After the studio was formed in the summer, I never found a decent programmer, so I asked Sam to help me find it, but I didn't expect to find it.

"OK, you give me his address and I'll go find him." Summer said to Sam.

Sam tapped a few times on the keyboard, "I've sent his address to your phone, but he doesn't seem to like people bothering him." ”

Summer didn't listen to him anymore, and the next day he swore that he would go to find the one named Ciri.

"1198 Brooklyn, this is it." Summer looked at the address on her phone and muttered to herself.

"Hey, is anyone there? Check the water meter. "Summer knocked on Ciri's door.

After half a sound, a crisp male voice was heard, "Outside the water meter." ”

You're still playing with me, aren't you? Summer cleared her throat: "Actually, I'm a food delivery." ”

After a moment of silence, the door was opened, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy came out, looked at the empty-handed summer, and asked suspiciously, "Where is my takeaway?" ”

Summer was speechless for a while, "Actually, I'm here to find someone, do you have a person named Ciri here?" ”

The boy looked at Summer with a cautious gaze, and then asked, "What are you looking for him?" ”

Summer replied, "I wanted to ask him to join my studio, Sam told me." ”

The boy asked, "That Sam?" ”

Summer replied, "His name on MSN is 'Sanjay Conlovsky Jack Wilson Karloff', or Sam for short." ”

"Oh! It's him, I'm Ciri, but I don't want to join your studio. The boy said.

Summer compared his height and said softly, "How old is the child this year?" It's not right to lie, you know? ”

The boy said angrily, "I'm 14 years old this year, and I'll be 15 next year." I'm not a kid anymore, and I'm Syri, and my screen name is 'Syrsman Lovestromson Sikobarovry'. ”

There are too many slots, and you need to slow down in the summer. Summer finally understood why the two of them could become friends, and sure enough, genius (ZZ) and genius (ZZ) could become friends.

After a conversation just now, I also figured out the character traits of this product. He said 'disappointedly': "I thought it was a super genius, but I didn't expect it to be just a child, forget it, I'd better go back." With that, he was ready to leave.

Ciri was not happy to hear this, "I'm a genius, and a real programmer. ”

Summer looked incredulous, and Ciri was anxious, "How can you trust me?" ”

Summer said, "Show me your performance." ”

Ciri agreed, "Come in with me." So Summer followed Ciri into the room.

An hour later, Summer sighed secretly, what a treasure, this little guy is so powerful, code editing and streamlining, programming, 3D building can do everything, and he is very proficient.

If you want to win over a genius, you have to be more genius than him, and Summer directly showed him a little hacking skills and gave him a trial of 'Minecraft'.

The little guy immediately 'knelt', crying and shouting that his mother wanted to worship Xia as a teacher and join his studio.

A system prompt sounded in Summer's mind.

"Ding! Congratulations to the player Summer for catching a 'Simple Cyri'. ”

Summer said happily: "Let's go, I'll take you to see where you will work in the future." ”

Just as he wanted to leave, Summer thought of a very serious question, this thing is only 14 years old, whether he counts as child labor. If someone finds out, it is estimated that the Association for the Protection of Minors will come to him for tea. Soon he was relieved again, who knows?

Summer, who has no worries, is ready to take his 'elf' on the road, and just wants to leave, the phone does ring.

"Hey! Is there anything wrong with Sam? ”

"What do you say! That's impossible! ”

"I'll be there soon, waiting for me!"

Summer hung up the phone and said to Ciri: "Ciri, you wait for me first, I have a very important matter to deal with." With that, Summer left quickly.

Back in the summer of Will's studio, he quickly asked everyone, "What happened?" What Sam said is not true! ”

All had sad and serious expressions, and no one answered Summer.

A man in a black suit came to Summer's side, "Are you Mr. Summer?" I am Mr. Will's lawyer, Bruno. According to the will made by Mr. Will before his death, you will inherit all the rights of 'Will Studio', including all the equity and land rights of Will Studios, ......"

Bruno's later words, Summer didn't listen to a word. Summer never figured it out, that yesterday he had only walked and chatted with Mr. Will, and today he had left him forever.

He lost not only a teacher, but also a close friend and a respected elder.

Mr. Will's funeral was very low-key, and there was not a single reporter on the scene, only the executives of EA Company came, as well as all the employees of Will's studio, as well as some relatives and his two sons.

At Mr. Will's funeral, Summer did not shed a single tear because Mr. Will said that a successful leader must not shed tears easily, and he did not like to be cried in front of him.

What the road ahead was, Summer didn't know, he only knew that there would be no more teachings from Mr. Will on the road ahead.