"Trash, pure trash."
That was Zhang Sixing's assessment of the mobile game Cheng Zhu had created.
All the way there, he had been a bit puzzled.
Logically, college students into game development often started as wacky, spirited innovators with wild ideas.
Some games, despite being bizarre, turned out to be fun.
But looking again at what Cheng Zhu had concocted, was there any technical content?
He could have coded it with his toes.
As a result, Zhang Sixing had many speculations.
"Did Dad introduce me to him because he's the Entrepreneurial Pioneer of the College of Information Science, hoping I'd give him a hand?"
"Maybe guide him a bit at first?"
"Or perhaps because Jieyu is his academic advisor, so I should give them some face?"
Zhang Sixing felt that this probably wasn't a long-term or stable job.
This was simply...
— Exactly what I want!
"I'll just treat it as helping out a student."
"Let's just get by like this for the time being."
