After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

Emoji is one of the great inventions, the same expression can be interpreted in many different ways.

After Chen Zhan received the emoji of a blood-stained knife, he began to ponder the meaning.

What Yin Ronglan saw when he came back was the scene where he was deep in thought on the screen of his mobile phone.

"What are you thinking?" Before he could change his coat, he reached out and touched his forehead to make sure it wasn't physical discomfort.

Chen Zhan presented Mr. Wu's emoji in front of Yin Ronglan: "What do you mean?"

The culprit is more or less readable: "Perhaps a threat."

Chen Zhan didn't quite understand, being so naive didn't seem like Mr. Wu's handwriting.

Yin Ronglan sat down next to him: "I've seen all the talk about running with the ball on the Internet." Before Chen Zhan could answer, he said again: "You've been pregnant for three years and you'll think he's stupid."

"..."

Speaking of this, Chen Zhan didn't care so much anymore, but mentioned the misfortune of gaining a few catties recently.

Yin Ronglan took a glance at him...the body is well-proportioned, but it doesn't look too big, and the face is slightly rounded, but it shows a little childishness: "It's not a big deal."

Chen Zhan stood in front of the mirror: "It doesn't matter if you are fat, it can make bones and meat more precious."

Yin Ronglan tried to translate it, but it was just to show that he wanted to increase his social status. I don't know why he said it so scary.

Looking at the people behind through the mirror, Chen Zhan used his eyes to convey the idea that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black.

Yin Ronglan thought that what he was going to face next was a crazy young man who was diligent in typing, but he turned off the computer directly, went to the next room and started making a phone call.

The conversation lasted for a long time. After eating a bowl of noodles and cutting a fruit plate, Chen Zhan didn't come out.

Turning on the TV, Yin Ronglan's eyes lingered on the hands of the clock hanging on the wall from time to time. After half an hour, Chen Zhan slowly walked out of the room with his mobile phone in his hand. With a small notebook between his head and shoulders, he leaned against the wall and laboriously While listening to the phone, I made shorthand notes, murmuring from time to time, 'I see. '

After hanging up the phone, Yin Ronglan looked over and said casually, "You made new friends?"

Chen Zhan shook his head and emphasized: "A mutual 'friend'."

The words 'Lin Chiang' came to mind involuntarily, and Yin Ronglan frowned slightly: "He takes up too much time in our lives."

Chen Zhan: "Be more specific."

"You mentioned Lin Chiang a lot."

Chen Zhan thought for a while: "I'm also a topic that the couple can't get around, and you won't suffer."

"..."

Yin Ronglan was silent for a few seconds, wondering how he came up with this equation.

The person Chen Zhan called just now was indeed Lin Chiang, and he seriously asked how he would deal with himself if there were no laws in the world.

Lin Chiang really did not disappoint, he opened his mouth and said more than a dozen ways to stimulate one after another.

Between the lines seemed to dissipate a gloom, and at the end, the tone became more and more relaxed, like a balloon floating in the sky.

Chen Zhan called Tan Changming, Zhang Chenggong and others again. Although the plan they provided was not as thorough as Lin Chiang's, it was more visually appealing.

At night, Yin Ronglan turned on the night light to read a book, and his lovers were sorting out on the other side.He really couldn't hold back his curiosity, he turned his head and leaned towards it. When he saw the '66 Ways to Kill Chen Zhan' clearly on the notebook, his complexion changed slightly.

"It's a matter of life and death, you can't joke around." During the process of getting along with Rare, she spoke with a slightly serious tone.

Chen Zhan: "It's not a joke, but a game development."

Before he could express his opinion, he arranged for himself: "The most indispensable thing in modern society is pressure. How to reduce stress is very important."

Yin Ronglan faintly began to have a headache, but had to close the book and listen patiently.

Chen Zhan: "Do you think someone will hate me?"

Yin Ronglan hesitated for a moment: "Maybe."

"to be frank."

"...too many to count."

Chen Zhan nodded: "In order to release the pressure, many people began to retaliate against the society and do irreparable things, so I am going to create a stress relief game."

Staring at the dozens of plans listed on the small book, I was a little proud: "As long as the player buys the props, he can torture and kill my mimic image in the game to his heart's content."

Yin Ronglan was silent for a few seconds, got out of bed and went to find the thermometer in the home medicine box... It may not be accurate to measure it by hand during the day, it looks like she is really sick.

Chen Zhan refused to measure the temperature, saying that this is the result of careful consideration: "The game launched last year has fewer and fewer downloads, and it will not bring much profit."

And he himself has experience in making games and fixed partners, once it is launched, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

Yin Ronglan sighed and said, "So you solicit ideas from people who used to have hatred."

Chen Zhan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It's just a questionnaire."

Symbolically ask those people how much they hate themselves, would they be disgusted enough to want to do it themselves, and if so, what solutions would they take.

Yin Ronglan's vicious eyes pointed at the core: "Learn from other people's ideas and improve the game. When the game is launched, its first batch of players may be these people."

The children of rich families are not short of money, so why not "show their ambitions" in the game?

Chen Zhan said very seriously: "They realized the two-dimensional happiness of killing me, and I got the money, isn't it the best of both worlds?"

After the words fell, for a few minutes, each other's breathing seemed to be stagnant, and the quiet needle drop could be heard in the bedroom.

After a while, Yin Ronglan carefully observed Chen Zhan's micro-expression from the corner of his eye, and was sure that he saw some kind of sincere emotion in the other person's eyes, and couldn't help sighing: "If you came out to do business a few years earlier, maybe I would have nothing to do with you."

The term mobility seems tailor-made for Chen Zhan.

The first thing I did when I woke up the next day was to contact the game designers I had worked with before.He requires excellent graphics, especially the sound effects and special effects.But the picture should not be too bloody and brutal, which is easy to be banned.

Today is different from the past, and the price Chen Zhan can offer has also doubled several times.

If you get a satisfactory price, they promise to give you a preliminary design before the end of the month.The designer is also conscientious, first spend four days to make a promotional video, which is convenient for advertising in advance.

In the promotional video, Chen Zhan's mimetic villain dies in various funny ways, and besides being funny... people are inexplicably relieved to watch.

When he posted the video on Weibo, the cuteness of most of the netizens has similarities.

"After reading it three times, I feel very refreshed for no reason."

"To tell you the truth, I feel that my soul has been purified!"

"It's a fan. It's really cool to be addicted to appearance!"

……

During this period of concentrating on business, whether it is the law enforcement officer or Mr. Wu, the number of times that appear in the mind can be counted on the fingers.Chen Zhan seems to have returned to the old days, without unpredictable external power, and achieved his life goals with struggle.

It didn't work out as expected, this day he invited a game designer to inspect the finished product in a cafe, and after playing it for a while, he was quite satisfied with the style of painting.

The horror style tends to be cute, like a man without a face. At first glance, he looks a little scary, but after a long time, he can still taste warmth.

Designer: "If you have any comments, you can ask them at any time."

Chen Zhan looked solemn: "The scene of being shot in the head at the end, can he close his eyes?"

The scene of the unrepentant death is heartbreaking to watch.

The designer asked back: "It's all headshot, how can I close my eyes?"

Chen Zhan pursed his lips and took a sip of juice: "That's right."

When he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw the person at the next table. There was a corridor between the two sides. Mr. Wu stared at him for some time.

The same pair of eyes, but there is no fluctuation like a dusty ancient well, Chen Zhan can't help frowning, it seems that something unknown has happened to the other party.

Mr. Wu didn't take the initiative to talk, and left calmly after eating the snacks on the plate.

Chen Zhan looked away: "I'll contact you again if I have an idea."

The designer nodded and left with his notebook.

Chen Zhan: "Go and follow him."

[System: Designer or stranded? 】

Chen Zhan had no choice but to say, "Of course it's the latter."

The system goes fast and comes back fast.

After paying the bill, it reappeared and brought some not-so-good news: "The system of the stranded person has awakened."

After scanning the code, Chen Zhan didn't know whether it was because of the expensive bill or the news just now: "Where is the other person?"

[System: Feed pigeons by the fountain in the park. 】

Forest Park is just across the road from here.There were a lot of people in this time period, Chen Zhan lowered the brim of his hat and hurried forward.

A group of children were chasing and playing by the fountain. Looking around, they saw someone sitting quietly on a bench in the distance.Judging from his body shape, he should be the person he wanted to meet.

Tonight's Yu Huihong was extremely enthusiastic, Chen Zhan sat down on the other side, and the two sides stood on both sides like guardian stone statues that did not interfere with each other.

Chen Zhan took the initiative to break the silence, and tentatively asked: "Have you figured out the answer to dancing with the devil?"

The light in Mr. Wu's eyes changed slightly, and he said in an inaudible voice, "That's just a trap you used to deceive me." After speaking, he turned his head and said, "Your memory must have been restored long ago."

It took a lot of effort to lower the opponent's IQ. Seeing that it had returned to normal levels, Chen Zhan wondered if he had exchanged for a special medicine to improve intelligence.

Mr. Wu ignored this conjecture: "Forcibly lowering one's intelligence and then counter-killing is a very useful method." After a pause, he smiled and said, "But it's not difficult to resolve it."

The temperament around him is very different from before, even calmer than when Chen Zhan first met him.

"Look over there." Mr. Wu looked at a pair of parents in the distance with a smile. The adults were teaching the disobedient little boy: "Your brother is more sensible than you, no matter how old you are!"

After watching this short episode of 'family unit drama', I slowly opened my mouth again: "I saw an interesting saying on the Internet, what is the meaning of having a second child... After practicing the trumpet, practice the trumpet again."

Chen Zhan snorted, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to have a child and continue the hatred to the next generation?"

Without waiting for a reply, he said to himself: "It is feasible, I will not have offspring. So when he is an adult, I am old, and my mental decline can be hanged and beaten."

Hearing that Mr. Wu's complexion finally changed, it's a pity that this sullen anger didn't sublimate, and suddenly dropped to freezing point again.And in Chen Zhan's slightly surprised eyes, he regained his composure at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few breaths, Chen Zhan showed an unconcealable astonishment for the first time: "Could you be..."

Mr. Wu smiled slightly: "With the help of the system, I have successfully developed seven personalities."

It seemed as if everything was under control during the speech: "You can lower your intelligence, and if one personality is destroyed, just let the next one go out to fight."

"..."

How much hatred is this? !

[System: ... If my colleagues at the beginning had this cleverness, they wouldn't be forced by the host to retire or change jobs... Tsk tsk. 】

The author has something to say: Chen Zhan: How much hatred?What a hate!

Mr. Wu: I am invincible.