A Guide to Saving the Wicked

Number bullets, you just pick them up as you need. "

Seeing that Xie Jiawen was a complete layman, Jing Haoyang simply explained all the rules, big and small, until Xie Jiawen got impatient and asked to start the game before he let go: "Okay, what do you see in the game later?" Ask me if you know."

After saying this sentence, I felt that it was wrong, so I quickly added: "Of course, you are not familiar with it now, but when you get familiar with it, it will definitely be very powerful."

Xie Jiawen felt relieved, raised his eyebrows and sent him a sensible smile, and looked at Jing Haoyang tightly again.

A perfect day should start with the winking eyes of my wife.

The game officially started. Xie Jiawen was indeed the leader of the middle school and the second world back then. He was indeed a little rusty at the beginning, but after Jing Haoyang helped him twice, he quickly found the feeling. Start playing outflanking.

Jing Haoyang's account is also a Dashen account. As soon as he went online, someone found out and rushed to his live broadcast room to guard, but the live broadcast room was not open, and some people went to Feng Yu's live broadcast room to ask, and Feng Yu found out that Jing Haoyang Yang is online, and the status shows that he is in the game.

Oh my old swan!My benefactor's father is on the game, but he didn't take me!

Fengyu was very excited, his teammates were all dead, and he was the only one left to reach the finals. When he was tremblingly listening to the footsteps around him, he suddenly found that his golden thighs were not The game is silent!

Why do you have to be so stubborn when you have thighs to take you!

Feng Yu was surging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he shouted in the live broadcast room with his unique and flamboyant voice: "Brothers, the Yang God is here, let's not fight, come and gamble, I have three in my pocket." Pistols, grenades, bombs, I throw them at random, if it kills the opponent, we will eat chicken, if it doesn’t kill me, I will go to Yangshen’s father to file a complaint!”

There was a small climax in the live broadcast room, and everyone was watching this touching scene of father and son meeting.

In fact, I didn’t intend to save myself a way out when I got up, I clicked on the system’s built-in dance steps to start dancing, waiting to meet my own death: "Give it a go, the car turns into a motorcycle~"

Just as the person in front of him raised his hand, the screen suddenly flipped—good luck, chicken today!

The words of turning a car into a motorcycle stuck in his mouth, and Feng Yu stared at the screen in disbelief: "Damn! Why did he die! I just threw it away! Damn! Ahahahahaha!"

[Feng Langyu: This is not the anchor I'm concerned about who only calls Dad, the lock is hung with a stone hammer, brothers, let's see you soon! 】

[Feng Qiyu: Well, the stone has been hammered. 】

[Wind Pineapple: Bastard, you actually cheated, you have changed! 】

The one who opened up and hung up controlled the situation, and the one who took the lead was Fengyu's old fans for many years. They were all fans who witnessed him retiring from the professional game and began to focus on live broadcasting. : "You guys! I was also a great god back then, okay? Do you want to treat me like this!"

[Wind Pineapple: Well said, back then. 】

Feng Yu: "Hey, you guys are just jealous that I have a Yangshen father."

Then, in front of tens of thousands of fans in the live broadcast room, he knocked Yangshen's private message: "Invincible Hang, come back quickly, your status is lost! The current fans actually think that I will give up your Invincible Hang to open something Hang the lock!"

[Feng Qiyu: You are well said, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you. 】

Jing Haoyang had just finished a round, and he had a smooth match with Xie Jiawen, when the flashing message box in the upper right corner appeared in his field of vision.

It's wind language news.

It was only then that Jing Haoyang remembered his live broadcast task, and quickly turned to look at Xie Jiawen: "I still have live broadcast to do, do you want to do three black together?"

Xie Jiawen successfully ate the chicken in the first hand, was happy, and didn't mind that he was wearing the name of trumpet 1, so he quickly nodded and agreed: "I know, that person named Fengyu, right? You guys are fixed in double row. You take care of him later, and I will play by myself. Just don't scan me with your camera."

Jing Haoyang agreed, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart, leaving his wife alone to take care of other people's wives, he is not mentally retarded.

Then he turned the camera on himself, and sent Feng Yu a message by the way: "I'll bring someone in."

Feng Yu: "Good dad!"

Feng Yu thought it was another anchor they had worked with before, but when they came in, they saw a trumpet 1.

Feng Yu sent Jing Haoyang a private message: "Newcomer?"

Jing Haoyang: "Well, pay attention to spraying medicine yourself later."

What about my invincibility? ?

The fans in the Fengyu live broadcast room taunted mercilessly, and for a while the news that Zhenggong Niangniang was thrown into the cold palace flooded the screen, and even Jing Haoyang's live broadcast room had people crying that Zhenggong died so miserable.

The fans of the two parties joined forces, and when Jing Haoyang's trumpet went wherever he went, the Fengyu live broadcast room was flooded with tears.

The usual picture is, Feng Yu: "Ahhh, dad, save me!"

boom--

Yang Shen handsomely appeared on the stage, hummed lightly, helped Feng Yu up, and let him go on wandering around the world.

The current scene is, Feng Yu: "Daddy save me!"

Yangshen: "Small, you have someone at six o'clock!"

boom--

The trumpet eliminated the enemy at six o'clock, and turned around to support Feng Yu: "Continue!"

The man who opened my phone saved me, what do I say?

Wind language: "Oh."

Xie Jiawen glanced back at Jing Haoyang: "What's wrong with your friend, acting like a baby at me?"

[The player Yangshen knocked down the player Fengyu with □□]

Wind language:? ? ?

Jing Haoyang walked over to help him up: "Sorry, slippery hands."

Feng Yu: "I believe it, how about you?"

Jing Haoyang: "Well, we thought of going together."

【Feng Qiyu: I smell the smell of adultery...】

Chapter Directory Women's Gangster 7

A game, trap me here, your nonchalant look, tell me I'm redundant.

Excerpted from Fengyu Transcript.

Jing Haoyang only saw the newcomers laughing, but never heard the old ones cry!Fengyu cried into a vast ocean in the live broadcast room, accusing the Yang God of no longer caring for the poor little Fengyu.

Until Jing Haoyang slipped his lips: "Honey! It's nine o'clock!"

[Feng Yanyu: Oh! 】

[Wind Pineapple: Oh! 】

[Baby: Oh! 】

[Feng Fengfeng: I checked the eyes. 】

Feng Yu: "Mom?!"

Xie Jiawen glanced over, and Jing Haoyang's invulnerable face showed that labor and capital were fearless.

Then both of them died on the battlefield.

Xie Jiawen hugged Jing Haoyang's neck and blasted the hammer. In the live broadcast room, only a big black mouse flashed past quickly, and exploded on Jing Haoyang's body with the force of thunder.

Yangshen's last words were: "Wori~"

Wo Ri with wavy lines, the wife in the live broadcast room is already very hungry and thirsty. That day Yangshen and his little wife love, hate, love and hate one hundred and eight poses were freshly released.

After inspiring the war, Jing Haoyang hugged his phone and marveled: "It's unbelievable, how can this group of gaming geeks who don't have an X life understand so much?"

Xie Jiawen supported his waist and looked at Jing Haoyang, with disdain on his face: "Elementary school students know more than you think, so you are a scum."

This sentence hit the point, and Jing Haoyang was instantly in high spirits: "Come, come, learn and learn."

This world is so beautiful, except for Xie Jiawen who has been trying to force him to update, other aspects of happiness are simply rampant.Jing Haoyang was so beautiful that he even forgot his mission, but just two days after the happy day, Xie Jiawen received a call.

The movie in which he showed his face before was well received, and the director planned to make the second one, and asked Xie Jiawen to go over and prepare. This time the drama will take up a larger part.

Jing Haoyang listened for a while, and found that Xie Jiawen, this incompetent little cutie, was actually refusing too many shots and scenes: "We have agreed before that there will be fewer shots and fewer lines. If you can use it as the background, you should try your best." Background, I disagree with your current request."

If it wasn't for Xie Jiawen's seriousness, Jing Haoyang would have snatched the phone and pressed Xie Jiawen's head to agree.

What a great opportunity!Xie Jiawen, why don’t you understand, before I followed you, most of your few fans were zombie accounts, don’t you have any b-numbers in your heart, wouldn’t it be nice to make more movies and become an actor?

Xie Jiawen still refused righteously: "I have already helped those who should be helped, and it is useless to say more, I don't like to show my face on the screen."

Jing Haoyang's melancholy flows against the current like a river, why don't you understand?

By the time Xie Jiawen hung up the phone, Jing Haoyang had been staring at it for 10 minutes.

Jing Haoyang did not give up and struggled: "Go and participate in the film. If you don't like this movie, I will invest in it for you. You will be the leading actor. I like watching your movie."

Xie Jiawen frowned, glanced at Jing Haoyang, and said coldly, "Pay attention to your identity, Pigeon."

Jing Haoyang grunted in response. He didn't understand the young man's witticism, but it didn't mean he didn't understand the knife stabbing Xie Jiawen's eyes.

"Are you really not considering acting in a movie? Become a best actor, raise your arms and shout, and make everyone adore you."

Xie Jiawen frowned coldly: "Go and update."

Jing Haoyang didn't dare to speak anymore, and ran out to buy vegetables.

Xie Jiawen, who stayed at home, suddenly thought about it—to make everyone worship me, thanks to him being able to say this, I have already done it in elementary school, okay?

Too lazy to be as knowledgeable as Jing Haoyang, Xie Jiawen went out to take a taxi and returned home [-] yards away.

When Jing Haoyang came back, he saw the scene of people going to the empty building, wandered upstairs and downstairs, and wanted to see with his own eyes whether Xie Jiawen was still there.

In the end, the bullwhip in my hand fell to the ground, and the leek leaves were also scattered on the ground-what do you need?

Because he was too happy, and because he had never met such a scene where everyone fell asleep and ran away, Jing Haoyang never thought that Xie Jiawen would leave him, so he didn't have Xie Jiawen's phone number.

Wow, the contact method between the couple is actually all through Weibo private messages.

Jing Haoyang sent a message to Xie Jiawen: "Where is the person?"

Thanks to him, Xie Jiawen now has more than 60 fans.

The number of private messages, likes, and comments added up every day can circle the world twice, and Xie Jiawen didn't set special attention to Jing Haoyang, so Jing Haoyang's Weibo private messages sank to the bottom within 2 minutes.

There is also the most important thing - Xie Jiawen goes to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, and the mobile phone is a thing for him to make calls.

Anxiously waiting, in exchange for a result that stunned everyone.

Jing Haoyang almost used his brain as a video camera, and quickly mobilized his memory, recalling the number that Xie Jiawen called?

197xxxx5465 or 187xxxx5456?

Jing Haoyang made a calculation and hit the second one, the k of o, which was wrong.

That's the first one.

correct!It was a comet that successfully connected to the earth. Jing Haoyang was overjoyed: "You are the director of Movie Borderless, right? I want a call from Xie Jiawen."

Hey, since he has been famous for so many years, this is the first person who dares to talk to him like this. The director snorted coldly, and directly hung up on Jing Haoyang.

Jing Haoyang's hearing is amazing, he really heard the crisp sound of fingers touching the screen when the director hung up the phone, he couldn't believe that he was actually hung up.

Throwing away the phone, Jing Haoyang said in a deep voice, "963, I want to do whatever I want."

963:"???"

Then Jing Haoyang checked the director's personal information. Within 10 minutes, the director received a multimedia letter. With the idea of ​​who still sends multimedia messages these days? Such a rich way, he opened the message——Ten Colored Letters Fragrant and gorgeous photos, high-definition □□, familiar content.

The director scrambled to call Jing Haoyang back: "Apart from his contact information, what else do you want? His family lives in Building 9, District A, Xinghe Villa, City C, and his workplace is the Drama Research Institute of City C Literature and Art Museum, office 301 , activity room 101, his teacher's phone number is..."

Jing Haoyang frowned: "Shut up."

The director's voice was gloomy: "I've told you everything I know, tell me what I want to know."

Jing Haoyang: "Don't worry, I didn't intend to target you. I was only targeting Xie Jiawen. I'm a straightforward person. Since you refused to talk about it when I asked you about the news, I will find you some meeting gifts everywhere." Try again. Oh, by the way, I appreciate your eagerness to sell your teammates just now, and I decided to give you another gift."

After finishing speaking, I hung up the phone and directly set up to reject all calls from people who did not make a note.

He sold the director's photos for 3000 million ten copies, and he was amazed. He didn't understand how the director's pork body was so valuable. I don't know how good it is to go to the vegetable market with this money. Look at such a pile of fat Meat.

Originally, he didn't mind if the director betrayed anyone. He didn't have the time or interest to care about other people's affairs, but he couldn't stop him from blowing up Xie Jiawen's information without struggling at all.

While dialing Xie Jiawen's number, Jing Haoyang wondered where to go to find a director for Xie Jiawen.

There are directors everywhere, but this kind of coquettish slut who dares to sell Xie Jiawen in front of him is the only one.

He could sell Xie Jiawen so easily today, and he might not be able to sell it again tomorrow. This kind of person will have endless troubles, so it's better to strangle him to death to avoid future troubles.

—strangle?

Jing Haoyang was startled suddenly, why didn't he think of such a good way before.

Just when Xie Jiawen answered the phone, Jing Haoyang, who hadn't come to his senses yet, opened his mouth and said, "Xie Jiawen, I'll find some time to strangle Wujiang's director later, do you want to come with me?"

The director over there tried ten thousand times but failed to get through to Jing Haoyang's phone, so he could only call Xie Jiawen quickly to ask if Xie Jiawen offended someone, and see if the relationship could be eased.

Just now Xie Jiawen hung up the director's request to add a scene, and when he saw that it was the director calling, he quickly hung up.Hanging back and forth dozens of times, it's really annoying, he just doesn't want to act in a movie, is it so difficult?

Xie Jiawen, who had hung up on the director [-] times, was furious. Hearing Jing Haoyang's words, he agreed without saying a word: "You wait, I'll be right back and show you the way."

I was still an old god before, and I thought that Xie Jiawen would definitely stop Jing Haoyang, an idiot 963, from being shocked!

grass!It turns out that Xie Jiawen is the one who hides the deepest!

Chapter Directory Women's Gangster 8

Although Xie Jiawen was calm on the surface, an indescribable place actually hurt like hell, every step he took was like a little mermaid landing on the shore, like walking on the tip of a knife.

He was in so much pain that he just wanted to scold his mother. When Jing Haoyang called, he thought it was the director. He was so full of suffocation that he had nowhere to vent, and was about to start venting, but Jing Haoyang handed him a pillow.

Jing Haoyang asked Xie Jiawen to stand there and wait for him, and he was in front of Xie Jiawen in less than a minute.

Xie Jiawen's suspicious eyes scratched Jing Haoyang's body: "Are you following me?"

Jing Haoyang: "Huh?"

"It's been more than ten minutes since I left your house. You said you were going out to buy vegetables, but you didn't say anything in your hand, and you came to me in a few seconds." Xie Jiawen had a smug expression, as if I had seen through it. You look like.

Jing Haoyang nodded without changing his face. He has never seen such a big storm. Hearing what Xie Jiawen said, he simply boasted in passing: "Yes, I have made progress. After following you for several years, I finally found me."

What kind of perverted speech is this? Xie Jiawen rolled his eyes and changed the subject: "Let's go, let's go find that idiot Zhao Gou and throw away his phone. I'll see if he dares to make harassing calls to me!"

Jing Haoyang's expression was serious: "He still harassed you?"

Xie Jiawen squinted at him: "When it comes to harassment, you rank first, look at yourself."

How can the matter between the couple be called harassment!Jing Haoyang rushed in front of Xie Jiawen: "What is the relationship between us! What qualifications does Zhao Maque have to compare with me!"

Xie Jiawen snorted and asked, "What's the relationship between us? The relationship between readers and pigeons?"

Jing Haoyang: "Won't you recognize someone if you wear pants? Sure enough, if you get it, it's not precious. You were very good to me before." If you say sleep, sleep.

Xie Jiawen performed on the spot what told you to compare me to the look in your eyes: "It's terrible, you have a big card, forget it as a pigeon, and still sleep... and sleep with fans, forget it if you betrayed, and dare to mention it!" I threw mine at you before."

This resentment seemed to be real, and Jing Haoyang was as cowardly as a quail for a moment, with a playful smile to ease the atmosphere, but he couldn't control his hand to grab Xie Jiawen's waist.

Being pinched by Xie Jiawen, he twisted back suddenly and tightened his strength. It was a godsend opportunity, how could he not be courteous at this time!

Jing Haoyang's legs were slightly bent, he glanced at Xie Jiawen's face out of the corner of his eye, and cried out in pain: "It hurts, it hurts..."

Sure enough, Xie Jiawen's dark expression like the bottom of a pot looked much better, and even the end of his speech could not be restrained: "Why, don't you accept it!"

Jing Haoyang yelled, his voice was so loud that he could hear it across the street: "Shut up! My wife is the best in the world!"

Xie Jiawen twisted again: "You mean mouth?"

Jing Haoyang's knees became more and more bent just like everyone else's. In the next second, his free hand touched the ground, he twisted nimbly, and escaped Xie Jiawen's restraint with a one-handed somersault. Seeing that Xie Jiawen staggered a step , and quickly sent himself up.

Wrapping Xiaoman's waist with his right hand, he rubbed his thumb subconsciously. He let out a contented sigh, and found that Xie Jiawen was completely stiff in his arms, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were watery.

Who can control this!

Jing Haoyang hurried home with Xie Jiawen on his shoulders.

Xie Jiawen's self-esteem rose, and he struggled to fight back, and was pressed down on the pillow and whimpered.

Being bullied so badly, he was so angry that he sat on the bed without moving, looking at Jing Haoyang with poisoned eyes.

Jing Haoyang picked him up again and put him in the bathroom to help him clean up his body. When he stroked those little red marks with his own hands, his eyes became dull again.

Xie Jiawen was finally willing to speak, pointing at the door in horror, his voice hoarse: "Get out! Get out!"

Jing Haoyang shook his head reluctantly, his eyes were glued to his body and he couldn't tear it apart: "I'll wash it for you."

Xie Jiawen stretched out his hand to push him, but his legs became weak and he fell into his arms. When he felt Jing Haoyang's heavy breathing hit his neck, his hands and feet were numb, so he simply relaxed his body and stopped struggling. It's just that I still couldn't help being irritable: "Sooner or later, labor and capital will be ruined by you..."

I don't know which nerve this sentence stepped on Jing Haoyang, and he stopped when he reached the door.

Is this what people should do?Xie Jiawen: "You step on the horse and go in!"

After he finished speaking, he himself came to his senses, and his face turned red again, what was all this riding on a horse, and could it be better.

Jing Haoyang whimpered, buried his head between Xie Jiawen's neck and took a deep breath, but he didn't make any more movements.

Kidney deficiency is such a terrible thing...

The memory goes back to the past, how happy I was when I just drove meat, and how chic was the stunned young man who started to be ruthless and ignored it.

But Xie Jiawen was hospitalized.

Jing Haoyang made an inexplicable sound on Xie Jiawen's neck. Deep down in his heart, Xie Jiawen's body had the upper hand, so he could barely comfort himself by breathing the smell of his body.

Shed a handful of bitter tears with my brother.

Xie Jiawen felt that Jing Haoyang was completely incomprehensible, saying that he was a person who praised him.The key is who will stop at this time!What's on your mind!

Xie Jiawen pushed Jing Haoyang away: "If you can't do it, replace me!"

Jing Haoyang's mind was buzzing with alarm bells, and a bunch of kidney deficiency warnings floated in front of his eyes, and he threw Xie Jiawen into the bathtub: "No, you can't have kidney deficiency!"

Kidney deficiency? !

How could he remember what he said casually to Jing Haoyang at this time, he felt that Jing Haoyang was just finding fault!

Xie Jiawen believes that after so many years of practicing martial arts steadily, it is impossible for him to get involved with such things as kidney deficiency: "Kidney deficiency? I can play until you have kidney deficiency! Kid, if you can't do it yourself, don't speculate on others. Being with you for seven days and seven nights is also your kidney deficiency, my master will not fail me with a golden spear."

Jing Haoyang's eyes suddenly became deep: "So sure?"

Xie Jiawen refused to admit defeat, raised his neck and shouted: "If you don't accept it, let's fight!"

As a result, Xie Jiawen would like to mention the 120 special car to pick him up once.

Jing Haoyang held his hand with tears in his eyes: "You lied to me."

Xie Jiawen: "Get out!"

The doctor is a fashionable old lady with curly instant noodle hair and exquisite makeup. She pulled Jing Haoyang to persuade her earnestly: "I know you are young and energetic, but this matter is not so barbaric. Since the two chicks are together, Just read more books on physiology and hygiene, study and learn the knowledge before you come back, if you don’t take care of the kidney deficiency, you may be with him for the rest of your life, what’s the point of picking sesame seeds if you lose the watermelon..."

Just like this, while exhorting, he wrote a prescription to Jing Haoyang: "I will write you some soup recipes, the two men can't take care of themselves, so you go back to the restaurant and make him some soup to nourish his body, these soups are nourishing .”

Jing Haoyang seemed to have met a relative. How could this little girl understand so well: "Sister... sister, if I had you here, I would have avoided many years of detours."

The old lady's face suddenly burst into brilliance, and she smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth: "Oh, you young people are really, what's your name, I can be your auntie hahahaha. Come, come, I'll give you something better thing!"

Jing Haoyang returned home full of rewards, and returned to the ward overjoyed to share with Xie Jiawen: "Look, your attending physician just made me a lot of soup recipes. I'll make soup for you when I go back. Let's take care of yourself!"

Xie Jiawen glared at him weakly. After so many years of refusing to admit defeat, he suddenly wanted to bow his head to the past. He shouldn't be so mean...

Just as he was about to call Jing Haoyang out, he wanted to be quiet, when he heard the ringing of the phone from Jing Haoyang's pocket, which was endlessly chattering.

Jing Haoyang reached out and took out the phone, but nothing happened.

Xie Jiawen was attracted by this action: "Who's calling, won't you answer it?"

Jing Haoyang gave Xie Jiawen a sip of water: "Feng Yu, urge me to live broadcast."

Xie Jiawen's face turned purple, he almost forgot that Jing Haoyang is still a daily live broadcast anchor.

They disappeared for so long, so don't they all want to know what they did?

Xie Jiawen stared at Jing Haoyang's pocket where he put his phone, wishing he could throw it away.

Jing Haoyang followed his gaze and found that he was looking at his mobile phone: "What's wrong?"

Xie Jiawen: "Do you like live streaming very much?"

Jing Haoyang didn't know why, but he still shook his head honestly: "No, it doesn't really matter to me whether the live broadcast is live or not. It's just playing games anyway."

That's good, Xie Jiawen looked at Jing Haoyang: "How much is your liquidated damages? I'll pay it for you and let's change careers." It's best to disappear in Huaguo. He doesn't want to face all this at all. Did Haoyang explain why he disappeared for so long during the live broadcast? Was he shameless?

Jing Haoyang doesn't mind changing careers: "There is no liquidated damages, I am the largest shareholder of Aiyu."

……

Xie Jiawen: "Being a boss and an employee at the same time, how come you make all kinds of money."

Jing Haoyang: "To support you."

Xie Jiawen almost laughed out loud: "A person like my dad who doesn't inherit the family property can even be in the top [-] on the Forbes Flowers List. I want you to praise me?"

When exposed to new vocabulary, Jing Haoyang: "What is the Forbes ranking?"

This is just bragging, Xie Jiawen said angrily, "Go back to your cave on the top of the mountain for further studies, and then come back."

That night, Xie Jiawen saw Jing Haoyang, who never carried anything in his hands, come with a computer bag in his left hand and soup in his right.

Stopping Jing Haoyang who was eager to feed the soup, Xie Jiawen drank the soup slowly by himself, and saw Jing Haoyang sitting by the bed and turning on the computer: "What are you doing?"

Jing Haoyang understated: "I got an artificial mentally retarded person to help me start a company."

"Pfft." Xie Jiawen laughed out loud: "Oh, you still know artificial intelligence."

Jing Haoyang corrected it, and quickly tapped his fingers on the keyboard: "It's an artificial mental retardation, and the current level of technology can't accommodate the memory package of artificial intelligence."

Xie Jiawen glanced at the screen and then moved his eyes away. He always felt that if he looked at it for a second, he would look bald: "You can program."

Jing Haoyang: "Forget it."

"You can be an artificial intelligence after all? Children, you must be sincere."

Jing Haoyang's answer was to stand up and kiss his forehead: "You are my greatest sincerity."

Chapter Directory Women's Gangster 9

Sincerity is definitely sincerity, and in this ordinary relationship, the two unexpectedly developed some feelings for no reason. Although Xie Jiawen clamored for a p-friendship, his attitude was actually falling in love.

Passionate love is one thing, Jing Haoyang's mission is still there.

It seemed to make Xie Jiawen famous, but he couldn't remember the details: "963, what is my mission? It's been a long time and I forgot."

963 is angry: "I have been dominated by Mosaic for a long time, and now I am on the net, please don't disturb me."

"There is no problem with the clean network, what is the task?"

963 threw a piece of paper out.

[Mission: Let the villains embark on a glorious road and welcome a brilliant life]

Ok?

Jing Haoyang was taken aback: "Isn't my mission to make Xie Jiawen an actor with tens of billions of fans?"

963 doesn't even bother to say anything, tens of billions of fans?Are you crazy? Is it enough to make up 100 billion by digging out the people in the soil and dancing together?

Where did the mistake come from? Jing Haoyang didn't have such lame eyes when he completed the mission before. Why did he remember so many mistakes in this mission?

When 963 was thinking about it, he refreshed his Japanese hangar by the way... Suddenly he found that there seemed to be a bug in the character design he gave Jing Haoyang when he first came to this world.

Xie Jiawen is not an [-]-line actor!member!He is a master of opera at all, and by the way, he is also the grandson of the richest man in the world!

So how on earth did he mix himself up as a villain?

963 didn't dare to take a closer look, Jing Haoyang asked a question just now, although he didn't necessarily want an answer, but 963 felt that he was three points short for no reason, so he quickly broke the link with Jing Haoyang and tried to pretend to be dead.

Jing Haoyang threw away the paper, feeling that he had fed the dog in a live broadcast before, wasting time and energy, and delayed his chance to meet Xie Jiawen.

Xie Jiawen of this world fits him so well.

If Xie Jiawen didn't urge updates every day, it would be perfect.

Just when he was rethinking how to let Xie Jiawen embark on a brilliant road and welcome a splendid life, the artificial mentally retarded in his hand has gradually grown up, becoming an artificial mentally retarded who can stand alone.

Jing Haoyang handed over all the store opening procedures to this artificial retarded man named Xiaozhi.

He started applying for and selling patents.

...Xiaozhi applies, Xiaozhi sells, Xiaozhi bargains, he is only responsible for the patent and the signing of the final sales contract.

The work that needs a team can be done by Xiaozhi himself, so it doesn't seem like he has done a big job. Even Xie Jiawen, the person next to his pillow, doesn't feel much about what Jing Haoyang does.

He knew that Jing Haoyang would be a delicate electrician after taking care of him every day.

Then there are more and more times when I go out to buy vegetables, and the time will be delayed a little longer.

Xie Jiawen babbled and babbled at home, wishing that Jing Haoyang would get away as far as possible, let alone pay attention to what Jing Haoyang was doing.

So when his grandfather called, Xie Jiawen was quite strange.

"Hey, why did the old man wake up and call me today?"

Both he and his father belong to the kind of idlers. His father is still living on the family's pocket money at this age. He himself is better, but it is limited. After all, drama research is not profitable for pure research.

The old man over there was full of anger, but his manner of speaking was much gentler than before. Not only did he not open his mouth and shut up the brat, he even condescended to call him a good grandson.

"My dear grandson, do you know a man named Jing Haoyang?"

Xie Jiawen's thoughts were racing, this old birthday star came to pay New Year's greetings, maybe he was holding something wrong.

I'm afraid I found out about their cohabitation, so I came here to ask.

The old man has a strong sense of family status, and he is afraid that he will find someone from an average family outside. If he really gives him a chance, he may come to the house to cry, make trouble, and pay New Year's greetings.

In order to make the old man give up, Xie Jiawen's unscrupulous energy came up again: "What's the matter? My wife wears a steel poke. Do you know her?"

"That's great!" The voice from the microphone was very clear, the old man was very excited, laughing so much that his lungs were about to fall out.

Xie Jiawen frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple: "Do you have cat cake?"

The old man was still laughing, and when Xie Jiawen was about to hang up the phone, he continued talking tremblingly: "Hahahaha, good grandson! Grandpa knows that you are the most promising!"

When the old man gets excited, he speaks with an accent, come and go with his grandson, Xie Jiawen is used to it, and he sounds kind, and his voice softens three points: "What's the matter, where did Jing Haoyang provoke you to like him? That's not right, he Where did you meet a big otaku?"

This sentence made the old man feel ashamed and panicked: "Grand grandson, modesty is not so modest! This Haoyang is so good! The golden phoenix in the chicken coop was actually caught by you!"

Xie Jiawen sensed something was wrong. Jing Haoyang was a pigeon and an anchor before, and in the eyes of the old man, he was a low-level person. He could be described as a chicken coop, but he actually called him a phoenix: "What chicken coop, what phoenix, in human terms? "

The old man also felt something was wrong, restrained his excitement: "Why didn't Haoyang tell you? Or did you keep it from me, we are grandparents."

"Who are you with? I'm both called by my full name. You go first, Haoyang." Xie Jiawen carefully recalled Jing Haoyang's actions at home, going upstairs and down the basement for a while, holding a computer and crackling all day long , it’s quite interesting to conjure up some gadgets once in a while.

Suddenly realized: "Did you fall in love with those gadgets made by Jing Haoyang? Did he take them out and sell them?"

The old man clapped his hands: "No! He's amazing. You know the position of the chief designer of the National Academy of Sciences? That's a solid idea. I don't have any real power. Now I'm learning from your family, Jing Haoyang!"

Xie Jiawen: "Huh???"

The old man's tone was surprised: "Hey, you don't know everything, do you? Go to the street and have a look, do you still have neighbors?"

"Villa area, where are the neighbors from..." Xie Jiawen murmured, suddenly recalling that during this period of time, he kept seeing people moving.

The old man was going to be stunned by his stupid grandson, and he said in a tone of hatred for iron and steel: "Your home is now surrounded and protected by the country! That kid Jing Haoyang is still too young, and he does things in a public way. Now it's not just us The country, how many other people are staring at him and trying to get something out of his mind, the place where you live has become a first-level security area."

"Otherwise, do you think I haven't killed you yet? Hey, why did I give birth to such a stupid grandson like you..."

ha? ?

Jing Haoyang? ?

"Did you recognize the wrong person?"

The old man: "So the three steps and one whistle outside your house are the bodyguards you hired?"

……

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

Xie Jiawen silently poked the artificial intelligence in the tablet in his hand, and a little boy with a Q board stumbled out of the folder: "Wenwen, are you looking for me?"

I used to only talk to artificial intelligence: help me open Weibo, help me dial numbers, help me find directions... Xie Jiawenfu who said these words came to his heart, and suddenly asked Xiaozhi: "Do you know where Jing Haoyang went? ?”

Xiaozhi: "Wenwen, wait a minute, let me ask for you."

"Forget it, don't ask, can you sing me a song?"

Xiaozhi: "What song do you like to listen to? I don't sing very well, but I learn quickly."

"Do you know my Koukou password, I forgot it."

Xiaozhi looked worried: "I can help you find it. Wenwen, what happened to you today? It's a bit weird. Do you need me to contact the doctor for you? Yangshen is also on his way back."

Xie Jiawen's breathing was stagnant, and Xiaozhi could actually observe people's emotions.

he used to be real