Start being the boss today

Fan Yichun slept in the studio again tonight, making phone calls and knocking on the door at the same time.

Xia Jiong opened the door for him, and he walked into Xia Jiong's room, surprised again.

As one of the few friends who is very worried about Xia Jiong's life and can (kick the door) in and out of this room, Fan Yichun is very familiar with Xia Jiong's room, after all he sometimes helps to clean it up.

He still remembers what the room looked like at the beginning, saying it was a small attic, but more than 90 square meters is too spacious for a bedroom plus a study room. Xia Jiong also placed his bed in the center of the room, and then used desks, cabinets, games The cabin-style fat house happy chair, VR game equipment, etc., surround the bed in the middle, leaving the space around.

Clearly this big room belongs to him, so he just wants to make a small cocoon by himself to wrap himself in it.

But now, the biggest bed is gone, one computer is missing, and hundreds of strangely shaped round game helmets are rolling all over the floor. When Fan Yichun walked in, he accidentally kicked one of the game helmets as a ball.

"...This is a new gaming helmet?" Fan Yichun was surprised, "Why did the manufacturer send it to the studio? When did it come? Why didn't I hear the sound downstairs?"

While talking, he picked up a game helmet from the ground to observe, and the 33-year-old man with receding hairline had more doubts:

"How did you unpack it? What about the box? How do we send it?"

The packaging box... of course the outermost thin peel has been peeled off.Xia Jiong thought for a while and said:

"The packing box is still in the printing factory, urgent order, it should be delivered during the day tomorrow, right?"

"Huh?" Fan Yichun couldn't turn his head, "Why can't it be packaged and delivered? Speaking of which hardware manufacturer you are looking for? Why doesn't this helmet even have a logo?"

"...I bought a hardware factory." Xia Jiong who completely ignored this point tried to lie.

"How could this kind of finished product be produced by a single factory?" Fan Yichun looked suspiciously at Xia Jiong, "Boss, you, could it be..."

Xia Jiong swallowed nervously.

"...Pirate manufacturers want to steal neural connection technology, and make three-no products?" Fan Yichun asked.

Xia Jiong: "..."

Xia Jiong: "No!"

Fan Yichun's eyes were still very suspicious, Xia Jiong quickly changed the subject and asked, "Father Fan, what did you say about the Internet?"

"Don't just buy unqualified pirated copies. In case of an accident, you will be troubled. If you have financial difficulties, just tell them." Fan Yichun first taught a lesson, and then said, "You will know when you come down and have a look."

Xia Jiong hurriedly pushed him down to the first floor, and found that Su Qin, Ye Linyu, and Jiang Hai had all stayed in the studio instead of going back.

They sat in front of their respective computers with dignified faces.

"What's the situation?" Xia Jiong asked, leaning over to Su Qin's computer to look.

[Ding Chengfu V:

#世界第一尼运接网游# I thought that many people knew about this matter, but I didn’t expect that there are so many people on Weibo who haven’t heard the news.Star Whale Studio's capital chain is broken, and it is almost going to close down. The salary cannot be paid, and most of the employees have resigned.His family has the technical authorization of the laboratory of Lin'an University. It took several years to develop this neural connection game, but everyone knows that his family is a stand-alone game. "Heavenly Man" was originally a stand-alone player. ".Now it is suddenly changed to an online game, and it has to be tested in advance of Kamikaze, probably because it wants to make a big profit before it goes bankrupt. 】

[Qianxun Xiaojuzi: Is Mr. Ding not optimistic about "Heavenly Man"? 】

[Ding Chengfu V replies to @千寻小橘子: I just feel sad, this time I will probably lose face to the whole world]

[Qingfeng Ruqin: I wonder why Star Whale has been doing stand-alone games and suddenly developed an online game]

[Ding Chengfu V replies to @清风向琴: Yes]

[My Erhuang cat: If I can win the lottery, I think it’s not bad to try the novelty]

[Ding Chengfu V replies to @我的两煌猫啊: The technology is not yet mature, so I don’t recommend you to try it]

"Boss..." Su Qin was a little worried.

"It's just a clown." Xia Jiong had no idea.

"Probably since yesterday, there have been more and more rhythmic people in the topic, including Weibo Zhihu," Fan Yichun said, "All kinds of half-truths and half-false rumors often occupy the hot topics in the topic, and they can't be removed."

"Don't worry." Xia Jiong said, "The powerful are not afraid of this."

...Where is the strength?Fan Yichun wanted to support his forehead, but he had to continue to report: "Our topics and trending searches are not normal, and they have been dropping."

"Hey? Is there any topic that is more popular than us recently?"

Xia Jiong felt strange and clicked into the hot search list.

1 An Zijie's new song Xunxian theme song【Hot】

2Ye Yuanyuan posted photos of loving couples 【New】

3 Kamikaze Game Press Conference [Hot]

……

9 The world's first neural connection online game

……

Xia Jiong froze slightly when he saw the number one in the hot search list.

"It's nice to be rich," Fan Yichun stood behind him, looking at the computer together, "An Zijie is the hottest singer right now, I think he can sing really well, Kamikaze actually asked him to sing the theme song, We don’t even have a theme song, and although we have found someone to make the background music for the game, that musician isn’t very famous…”

"An Zijie was the one recommended by Jin Huan," Ye Linyu curled her lips in disdain, "Since Tian Ge quit the circle, his artists have not had any outstanding performances. I didn't expect that An Zijie, who was randomly selected from the draft, would explode. hum."

"Lao Ye, you hate An Zijie?" Fan Yichun wondered.

"Of course I hate him. When Jin Huan pushes An Zijie, he always leans on Tiange," Ye Linyu shook her head and said, "What do you like most? I like the songs of senior Tiange the most. Who do you admire the most? The one you admire the most People are Xia Tian Ge. After a nickname, it is actually Xiao Xia Ge. OHlàlà, our Tian Ge has retired from the circle, and we are still so attached to it."

"Obviously quit the circle, but the popularity is still very high. If you don't stick to you, who else will you stick to?" Su Qin said.

"The main reason is that the withdrawal was too sudden, seven years?" Fan Yichun thought for a while and said, "I remember that year when I was studying abroad."

"I, I also like Xia Ge's song very much!" Jiang Hai interjected in a low voice.

"He sings well, but he's fine." Su Qin shook her head.

"What are you talking about celebrities?" Fan Yichun said, standing up straight, looking around, "Let's talk about the current public opinion, boss? Huh? Where is the boss? Why is he gone?"

***

The night passed.

The next day, early in the morning.

When Qu Wangsheng returned to Pu Yangfeng, his spirit veins were dimmed.

Before sunrise, the glow of the spirit pulse will continue to flash for a while, but the rescued people are already up and busy at this time, and the smoke rises from the hut at the foot of the mountain. Pu Yangfeng, who used to be an immortal to and from the dojo, is a bit more human.

Qu Wangsheng saved two more groups of people tonight, but he didn't bring them back. Those two groups of people heard that Qinghua Dao had been breached, and after only a few survivors survived, they all chose to let Qu Wangsheng escort them to Yanjing .

Taoist Crane Cloak was noncommittal, and sent them away, leaving them outside Yanjing City.

The Feather King supported by the royal family, the owner of Xuanyuan Sword Palace, and the Shengming Feather King felt him coming, so he went out of the city to meet him. Feeling sorry for what happened to Qinghua Dao, he invited him to stay in Yanjing temporarily with his disciples.

Qu Wangsheng declined, and Shengming Yuke Xianjun presented him with a batch of Lingzhu and Yingyue Jianzhong. Qu Wangsheng refused, but accepted it, said goodbye, went around again, and failed to find edible food, so he Return to Qinghua.

He felt a little tired, but for a Nascent Soul cultivator, fatigue should be an illusion.

On Puyang Peak, the Jade Palace and the Golden Palace no longer exist, only a small Taoist temple with red walls and green tiles.

Qu Wangsheng stood at the door for a while before stepping into the Taoist temple.First go to check the operation of the inner and outer altars, and then go outside Du Jian and Zhang Fangwei's door to see how they adjusted their breath last night.

Finally, he walked to the door of his own room. Just as he was about to walk in, he suddenly heard a voice from the next door.

Next door is the head room, but... the junior should have gone back.

Qu Wangsheng paused, turned around and walked to the door of Xia Jiong's room.

He tapped lightly and asked, "Junior Brother?"

There was no answer from inside the door, and the slight movement just now disappeared in an instant, but such a pretense, how could it hide the five senses of the monk Yuanying.

Qu Wangsheng thought for a moment, opened the door and walked in.

The room was not much different from the one he had left not long ago, except for the bed.

A big bag bulged on the bed, and it was obvious that someone was hiding in it.

Qu Wangsheng walked over and lifted a corner of the quilt.

Sure enough, Xia Jiong was hiding inside, in the dark, squatting, hunched over, head shrunk, holding a machine in his hand - Qu Wangsheng didn't remember the exact name - and was beating.

There is no sound from the game console, he just muted it.From this point of view, he knew that Qu Wangsheng had come in, but at the moment he was staring at the screen instead of watching Qu Wangsheng, as if he could continue his game time in this way.

Playing games should be a very pleasant thing. Xia Jiong said that he really likes playing games, so Qu Wangsheng felt a little strange.

There was no smile on Xia Jiong's face.

He avoided his eyes, shrunk under the quilt, his expression was dull, his face was gray, he looked like a zombie made by the monks of Ci Hang Dao, three parts human, seven parts ghost.

Qu Wangsheng: "...?"

This is strange.

After a few days of acquaintance, Qu Wangsheng's deepest impression on this junior is the different smiles on his face.

Smile, shallow smile, unrestrained smile, bright smile, grimace smile, no haze smile, infectious smile.

The younger brother smiles very beautifully, if not for the current difficult situation, Qu Wangsheng felt that if the master really accepted such a younger brother, he would be very happy.

Xia Jiong rarely does not have a smile on his face, he seems to be relaxed and happy at all times, however, however.

People who are relaxed and happy all the time really do not exist in this world.

Qu Wangsheng was silent for a moment, put down the quilt, sat down on the other side of the bed, and picked up a mobile phone that Xia Jiong brought over.

In order to explain the video game to him, Xia Jiongyou used some of these machines to demonstrate in front of him.Qu Wangsheng imitated Xia Jiong's movements at that time, and was unfamiliar with turning on the machine, chose a game, and entered.

The game music sounded in this room again, and Qu Wangsheng slowly drove the villain on the screen to run.

He quickly became proficient, and it was not difficult for Nascent Soul monks to understand these things, but killing monsters was quite boring. Qu Wangsheng found that he could pick them, so he picked some fruits, lit a fire, and started cooking in the game.

After cooking a few dishes, Qu Wangsheng tried forging, weaving, refining medicine, and fishing.

When the hook was thrown out again, under the quilt, Xia Jiong said in a muffled voice:

"... Brother, don't you ask me anything?"

"Well," Taoist Crane Cloak thought for a while, then put down the game console, "It's about this time, I'm going to visit Lingtian."

Xia Jiong heard his footsteps going away, quietly lifted the quilt and peeped.

Qu Wangsheng turned his head at this moment, just in time to meet Xia Jiong who couldn't dodge in time.

"Senior brother."

"……Um?"

"Plant those seeds as soon as possible." Qu Wangsheng urged.

"Yes." Xia Jiong nodded obediently.

"Wear everything I gave you with you." Qu Wangsheng said again.

"En." Xia Jiong continued to nod.

"Whatever you want to do, it's up to you." Qu Wangsheng emphasized.

"...That's why," Xia Jiong finally laughed, although the smile was a bit ugly, "Brother, what kind of doting parent are you?"

Qu Wangsheng returned with a blank expression, said no more, opened the door and left.

Xia Jiong watched him leave, and slowly put down the game console.

After seven or eight hours in the quilt, his whole body was stiff and his muscles were sore.The slightest movement sparked tears.

"Pain pain pain pain pain pain..."

Before he suddenly picked up the gate of time and space, he obviously lived this kind of life of turning morning and night upside down and playing games all night.But after only stopping for a few days, my body seemed to be a little uncomfortable.

The intense game music is still playing, the sun is rising, and a new day is about to begin.

The young man crawled out of the bed, thought for a long time, his face changed several times, and finally opened the time and space door and returned to Azure Star.

***

Azure Star, Huaxia, Lin'an, No. [-] Shabin Road, Greenland Mansion, first floor.

At eight o'clock in the morning, at the work station, Jiang Hai, who hadn't closed his eyes all night, yawned.

There is a lounge on the second floor of the villa for the staff to stay overnight. Last night, he went up to rest with Mr. Fan and Team Leader Ye, but lying on the bed, he tossed and turned and couldn’t fall asleep. He just got down, turned on the computer, read Weibo and Zhihu information.

Those people's words became more and more ugly, but the logic seemed to be correct, which made Jiang Hai confused about the future.

The popularity of Tianxia, ​​the world's first neural connection game, has dropped to a dozen. He sighed and secretly opened the recruitment website.

When he found out that Fan Yichun had come down, he was startled and quickly closed the recruitment website.

"Xiao Jiang, are you still reading these?"

Fan Yichun glanced at it and said.

"Hehehehe..." Jiang Hai smirked and refreshed the page.

Fan Yichun turned to make coffee and was pouring water when he suddenly heard Jiang Hai yelling behind him.

Fan Yichun almost dropped the pot with his hand trembling: "..."

Su Qin, who just woke up, stood on the stairs with sleepy eyes and asked, "Xiao Jiang, what are you doing?"

Jiang Hai stammered: "Repost, repost...it's repost..."

"Can you speak well?" Fan Yichun frowned, walked over, and looked at the page of Jiang Hai's computer.

After seeing the contents on the page clearly, he couldn't help but also froze, let go of his hand, and the cup fell to the ground.

[Summer Song: Looking forward to it [爱心]//@星鲸工作室: Weibo long post]