Dramas Of Abusive Scums Causes Comfort

Want to support, really do not understand.

Now that I know that Xie Ran can continue to do some leisure content, I am naturally very happy.

On the contrary, people from those universities recorded Xie Ran's live broadcast and made it into a teaching material to spread in the school group. Several professors contacted Xie Ran directly, trying to persuade Xie Ran to attend classes at the school or even join their research group. But Xie Ran rejected them without hesitation.

There is no way, the professors can only send Xie Ran's live broadcast time to the students, requiring the students to go to Xie Ran's class on time every day, and random checks after class.

As a result, Xie Ran's live broadcast room gradually formed a strange phenomenon in the live broadcast world. A large number of college students would report for registration at a fixed time every day, and they would call each other's names, and then the school would pay Xie Ran to brush gifts and ask questions.

And after the one-hour hard-core online class, Xie Ran would start playing games again. Apart from the invincible Doudizhu, he also occasionally played some competitive online games, and they were all crushing without exception. The professional team wanted to poach him to play in the game, but Xie Ran refused.

The fans lamented that it is our social animal who commutes on time, no matter how tempting the outside world is, our desire to get off work on time will not change, it is so true.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Xie Ran turned off the live broadcast, and the phone received a message from Meng Feixuan.

mark: [Sir, I'm downstairs. 】

Xie Ran put on a windbreaker and went downstairs. Sure enough, Meng Feixuan was already waiting downstairs. Because his legs were inconvenient, he didn't get out of the car, but asked the driver to park the car at the gate of the apartment building.

"Sir." Meng Feixuan poked his head out of the open car door, waving at him with squinted eyes, "Here."

Xie Ran got into the car, and Meng Feixuan asked, "What do you want to eat, sir?"

Xie Ran said casually: "You can arrange it."

Meng Feixuan: "Okay."

This is the way they are most familiar with. In the original world, Xie Ran often had to work overtime. Sometimes the helper at home would prepare snacks for him, but most of the time it was Meng Feixuan who ordered him supper.

The car drove in the night, passing through the night scene of Haijing City.

Xie Ran asked: "How is Haimeng's drone accident investigation going?"

Meng Fei hung up his hand: "An engineer took the blame."

For a performance accident as big as the opening of Haimeng, it is natural to investigate thoroughly afterward. In the end, an engineer in charge of debugging was found. He said that the work was too busy and accidentally negligent, which caused a program error.

Xie Ran was not surprised by this: "It's predictable."

Such a major accident was still a project handed over from Meng Sien, so it was naturally impossible to find out about Meng Sien.

However, in Meng Siyun's memory, there was no such accident when Meng Sien was in charge of this matter. That time, Haimeng's opening performance was very successful, and a group of engineers were promoted afterwards, including the one who caused the accident Engineer, this engineer later became Meng Sien's confidant.

"What a coincidence." Meng Feixuan's tone was full of sarcasm.

Xie Ran's expression remained unchanged: "It's okay." This kind of thing is too common in this kind of circle.

He asked again, "What about other things?"

"Just quarrel every day." Meng Feixuan said.

Meng Yuguan, Meng Sien and his son wanted to hit Meng Feixuan through this opening project, but Meng Feixuan seized the opportunity to reverse it. Now that Meng Feixuan is in the limelight in the group, Meng Yuguan's faction is inevitably anxious, so they deliberately Singing against Meng Feixuan in various decisions is also a daily struggle for power among wealthy families.

But Xie Ran was not worried about this, he just glanced at Meng Feixuan: "They can't beat you, can they?"

Unexpectedly, Meng Feixuan sighed: "It's so tiring to quarrel, it's really hard to be a human being."

Xie Ran: "..." Sure enough, no matter how advanced AI is, it is limited by the hardware itself.

Xie Ran was seriously thinking that after returning to the original world, he could consider letting Meng Feixuan live in the antique mobile phone PHS, and saw Meng Feixuan's spirit lifted: "Okay."

Xie Ran: "...Huh?"

Meng Feixuan handed him a tablet computer that he had been holding all the time: "The automatic quarrel program has been written."

Xie Ran: "You were writing a program just now?"

He thought Meng Feixuan was working with a tablet.

"That's right." Meng Feixuan was very proud, "I won't admit defeat."

Xie Ran calmly said: "Didn't I tell you not to care about the live broadcast room?"

"I won't deal with those people in the live broadcast room anymore." Meng Feixuan waved his hand, "It can be used to deal with those old men surnamed Meng."

Xie Ran: "..."

Meng Feixuan said while moving quickly: "I inserted the program into Meng Sien's device, as long as those old men surnamed Meng talk to him, Meng Sien's account will automatically quarrel with them."

Xie Ran: "..." This scene feels very familiar.

Xie Ran said: "Meng Si'en will find out."

"I know." Meng Feixuan showed a sinister smile, and handed the tablet to Xie Ran.

Xie Ran took a look, and saw that Meng Feixuan used his own account to send a group message to Meng's shareholders: [Why is my account poisoned, and who did it? 】

Xie Ran: "..."

Meng Fei hung his hand: "Now, I am also a victim."

82. What is missing

The place Meng Feixuan arranged was a membership-only private club, which was located in the center of Haijing, adjacent to the busiest neighborhood in Haijing, but far away from the hustle and bustle, quiet in the midst of the noise.

When they arrived at the place, the entourage arranged by the Meng family for Meng Feixuan stepped forward to help Meng Feixuan get off the car.

"Wait." Meng Feixuan waved his entourage away, and turned to look at Xie Ran.

Xie Ran was puzzled:?

Meng Feixuan opened his hands silently, made a gesture of hugging, and hinted wildly with his eyes: "Sir, you understand."

Xie Ran: "..."

Xie Ran got out of the car from the other side without looking back.

"Alas—Mr. doesn't understand." Meng Feixuan sighed, reluctantly withdrew his hand, and was about to call the staff over, when Xie Ran who was following him outside the car said, "I'll do it."

Meng Feixuan:! !

Xie Ran leaned in from the car door on Meng Feixuan's side, and looked at him expressionlessly: "Hold me tight."

Meng Feixuan rolled his eyes: "It must."

Xie Ran stretched out one hand and passed it under Meng Feixuan's armpit, and Meng Feixuan immediately hugged Xie Ran's shoulder tightly with both hands, hung the whole body on Xie Ran's body, and moved down from the car.

Meng Siyun's weight is not too light, Xie Ran still has some difficulty supporting him.

Meng Feixuan sighed: "Actually, it's better to have legs, so that I can directly wrap around my husband."

Xie Ran looked at him silently from the corner of the eye, shouldn't he walk by himself if he has legs?

His AI logic is biased.

After Meng Feixuan finished speaking, he rubbed his head against Xie Ran's neck, and pressed his forehead against Xie Ran's cheek.

Warm breath brushed over Xie Ran's neck, Meng Feixuan let out an "ah" and said in a low voice, "Sir, I miss you so much."

Xie Ran paused, thinking that Meng Feixuan was talking about the days when they hadn't seen each other, so he said, "Aren't we together now?"

"Although we are together, I still think about it, and I always think about it when I look at my husband, and I always feel that it is not enough." Meng Feixuan complained in a muffled voice, "The feeling of human beings is too strange, why is it like this?"

"I don't understand either." Xie Ran said.

The missing he understands is thinking of someone when he can't see him, wanting to see him, just like when he just crossed over to this world, he habitually waited for Meng Feixuan to appear.

Even though we are right in front of our eyes, we are staying together, but we still have the emotion of "missing", which is obviously beyond Xie Ran's comprehension.

What kind of feeling is this?Why does his AI have such emotions?

Xie Ran turned his head to look at Meng Feixuan, the two were very close, when he moved, the tip of his nose just brushed against Meng Feixuan's forehead.

Meng Feixuan immediately hugged him tighter, and at the same time strongly suggested: "Sir, the princess hugs me, I don't mind!"

After finishing speaking, I felt that it was not enough, and emphasized in a deep voice: "I can!"

Xie Ran: "...that's not necessary."

The wheelchair is right next to the car door. Xie Ran's body is not very strong now, but Xie Ran has learned martial arts and is good at holding and supporting people. He quickly and smoothly transported Meng Feixuan to the wheelchair.

Meng Feixuan expressed deep regret: "Why is there such a thing as a wheelchair in the world?"

If not, he can continue to coil Xie Ran.

The staff next to him: "..."

Xie Ran didn't change his face, and pushed the wheelchair to the clubhouse.

Meng Feixuan had already prepared the dishes in the clubhouse in advance. As soon as they sat down, the waiter passed the dishes one by one.

Xie Ran glanced at it, seeing that it was all his favorite flavors, he laughed for a moment.

In a sense, in the long multiverse, probably no one knows him better than Meng Feixuan.

In Xie Ran's original world, his parents are busy at work, and the family of three spend most of their time at work. His parents will give him the best, but they don't seem to know what he likes.

In terms of diet, their servants can cook many kinds of cuisines, all of which are good, and pay attention to the combination of nutrition. The meals prepared for him are always just right.

Xie Ran is not picky about the job of the helper in this regard, basically he can eat whatever he is given, so in fact the helper doesn't know what he likes.

In the first few worlds that Xie Ran traveled through, the original owner was surrounded by people who cared about him. The things they prepared were all the original owner's preferences. Not his life.

After Meng Feixuan was born, Xie Ran handed over many trivial matters to Meng Feixuan to arrange, including ordering meals.

At the beginning, Meng Feiguan asked him: "Sir, what do you want to eat?"

Xie Ran: "Whatever."

but gradually