Rebirth of the Fate Master

Of course.

This kind of thing is annoying in the wee hours of the morning.

But as a game designer with integrity, especially Wu Chaolai, who was recognized by the entire "Huahua Team" as a wealthy, hardworking, nice guy, nice and hardworking, he fell asleep and woke up, and he became relatively calm.

Suppressing the urge to take out a Guan Erye sword from the nothingness in the sky, "Click Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng" to eliminate some "Inspiration Lords" who insisted on rushing out in the middle of the night.

Because he knows that when he has no inspiration, he will also become very angry and unscrupulous. The inspiration seeker is about to fuck himself.

do not mention it!360° from front to back, you can do whatever you like!In short, it doesn’t matter what position or position you are, as long as you, Mr. Inspiration, come and pamper me!

After all, Dad has to pay utility bills, Dad has to pay labor, Dad has to buy delicious food, and the most important thing is that Dad has to save money to marry a wife...

Entering the game industry, Wu Chao felt that he had been classified into the field of leftover men who were hard-pressed it dogs in an instant.

Although their field only takes up a little bit of it, but combined with the experience of being rejected by several other blind dates in the office, including a time when he stayed in the technical department to ask questions, at around 12 noon, a technical guy suddenly stood up He got up, took off his suit and took off the job listing and hurried out, muttering something in his mouth, "I'm going to get married and I'll be back in a while, Brother Wang, you can take my place and fix bugs for a few hours. I'll treat you to dinner later."

"..."

Wu Chao, who was lucky enough to witness that scene, felt...

My future life must not be like this.

So, while I was young, I could earn a few more sums. In the future, I should choose a job with relatively more time, to spend time with my wife and children...

So in order not to let him fall in love with the game cg in the future, and not fall in love with the anime virtual cute girl, Wu Chao calmly opened the file on the USB disk again, dragged it into the software, and prepared to start again in good spirits. Fight again.

So when he waited for him to fix this part of the bug at home and want to re-import it into the game's internal system for personal testing, he had to return to the company.

This time he drove, and a quilt was stuffed in the car.

When he passed the intersection, he looked at the corner again, and it was empty.

I don't know why, but my heart feels really bad for a moment.

Sitting in the co-pilot was the aunt who was going to the main street to buy groceries. Wu Chao got up today just in time for her to go out, so he simply dropped by to see her off.

At this moment, the aunt was curiously flipping through the disposable gloves and black plastic garbage bags he had thrown on the passenger seat... subconsciously glanced at the eye-catching black windbreaker on the back seat, and a very "suspicious" bed. Pure white quilt.

"Xiao Wu, you, you came back late last night, didn't you?"

Wu Chao withdrew his dull eyes from that corner, stared at the road ahead again, and hummed softly from his nose as a response.

As soon as he turned onto the overpass and entered the main road, he came across a red light within [-] meters. Wu Chao then opened his mouth again, with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, "Is there too much noise when you come back?"

"Hey, I didn't hear you coming back, I didn't hear it."

Didn't hear you know I'm coming back late.

Wu Chao turned his head very slowly again, and glanced at her lightly.

The aunt bowed her head very quickly, and stopped talking.

Wu Chao slowly turned his head back again, and subconsciously tapped his hands on the steering wheel twice to wait for the time.

The aunt heard the sound and looked again, and found that Wu Chao's gloves had also been changed. The one she was wearing now was a pair of pure black leather gloves, which were very shiny. It just added a bit of gloomy and perverted air to him, who seemed to be quite gentle on weekdays.

I thought about it randomly for a while, especially Wu Chao was not in this style before, my aunt used to open the door many times and saw Wu Chao who came out to throw garbage in cartoon clothes... I thought he was quite sunny at first, and he moved The idea of ​​not introducing him to a girlfriend, now somehow, I always feel that Wu Chao is becoming more and more reticent and strange.Thinking about it further, she became a little flustered, and the aunt swallowed silently, feeling that she was always scared.

Wu Chao wears these leather gloves because the inside is fluffy and warm.

Lin Qiao gave it to him, and the reason was: You can't wear your Marvel Superman gloves until you are 30 years old, so I feel very ashamed when I go out with you to pick a scene, really.

So Wu Chao calmly accepted the duress, thinking that it was time for him to put it on.

The movement of turning his head was too slow because he slept in an indecent position last night and twisted his neck, so he didn't dare to make quick and large movements.

It's normal to have dull eyes. It's normal to stare at the screen every day. When there is no Q version in my mind, I can only stare and stare dully.

Sometimes I see a black screen directly, and the screen shows myself with a pale face like a hungry ghost, and my eyes are empty, empty... The brain waves are infinitely resentful... resentful...

But Wu Chao felt that his appearance was quite good-looking. At least that was the kind of girl who was willing to look back at him when he was walking on the street. Before stopping, the neighbor aunt quickly opened the car door and ran away...

Leaving Wu Chao in a mess in the car alone, and the weakly uttered sentence, "Can you bring me a few bags of pickled mustard... Oops, slow down, slow down..."

He pushed down the car window and yelled the last few words, what a ghost, I don't know why that aunt is usually very warm with him, but what kind of trouble did he hit today.

It was too late to care about all this, looked at his watch, Wu Chaowei turned around, and drove to the company again.

After staying in the company for nearly five days in a row, when he felt that his whole body was about to merge with the company's broken swivel chair that made a "squeaky" sound when it turned around, it finally came to the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

During this period, the leader came several times, but once he entered the office, he never came out again.

I came out at lunch time just now, and patted him on the shoulder kindly, "Xiao Wu, why don't you go first."

Wu Chao himself planned to leave even if he didn't let him go in the afternoon. He was embarrassed to hear that he said so. Later, the two of them had a quick meal together as if they were catching a plane. Ready to go home.

In the company, he used a uniform business-style black USB flash drive in order to pretend, but in fact he also had a pink strawberry bottle USB flash drive.

This he usually puts in his black business backpack that he always carries.

This backpack is made according to his design concept by one of his craftsmen who likes to play handmade - "Yixu Jun".

At that time, Lin Qiao was very contemptuous of that three-ass brat.

Until the finished product comes out——

The high-end atmosphere is high-grade, mighty and handsome, and can be pretentious.

Lin Qiao was tempted and wanted to order one too, but Mr. Yixu refused to do it.

So don't mess with art people, they all have small emotions and small tempers, although Wu Chao knows that his soft words can basically coax Lord Yixu, but he is happy to watch the excitement, and he is also happy to watch Lin Qiao suffer , so he watched from the sidelines, didn't let out a single "fart" at that time, and was complained by Lin Qiao for a long time afterward.

In fact, there is really nothing to grab for this broken bag, it is simple and has a lot of space inside.

But the actual content is nothing more than his notebook and a small USB flash drive full of strange content.

He glanced at the desk again, and found his black signature pen at a glance. He turned around in a hurry to leave, stretched his long arms, and stuffed the pen into his backpack in a hurry.Only then did he hold the quilt while pulling the chain, and walked out with confidence.

Still want to keep pens in the office?

The work of eating a meal will be gone, and the number of times he reimburses in the pen in a month is almost worth the meal money.

All he needed to do was to apply for a job in the art team, and then he could justifiably and logically wait for the leader to give him benefits-the privilege of the art team, and he could get a new set of tools every month, which naturally included black pens.

When the poor can't get rid of the pot, Wu Chao's future is limited to this point.

He also couldn't figure out why he lost his pen the most frequently in the entire development team, and basically disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Wu Chao, who was deeply affected by it, also kissed the black signature pen more than his own father since then.

Oh, although he doesn't know who his own father is.

Having grown up in an orphanage, he felt that he had a small career now, so he planned to look back at the orphanage, only to find that the place was gone now.

After inquiring about several residents in the surrounding area, they all said that they didn't know. High-rise buildings were built on flat ground. Wu Chao stared at them for a long time that day, thinking about many things in his mind. It was not until Lin Qiao asked him a word that he pulled his mind away. back.

The bastard asked him, "Wu Chao, did you remember wrongly?"

misremembered?

Can 27 years of memory be wrong?

Wu Chao cast his dull eyes on him, and said calmly, "Did you drink too much fake wine in the nightclub last night, and dared to talk nonsense to Dad as soon as you came up."

Lin Qiao spread her hands, "Success, I didn't say anything. Then you go to your high school, middle school, and elementary school?"

"I don't remember primary school. Junior high school... is too far from here."

He and Lin Qiao met in college, because both of them are electronic technology enthusiasts, and later they went to the same company when they were looking for a job.

So Lin Qiao's knowledge of him began in college.

At that time, they were just freshmen, and every winter and summer vacation, they were very excited and clamored to go back to their alma mater. Only Wu Chao didn't express much on such topics.

That was two years ago.

It also happened to be Wu Chaogang's second year of work, and he suddenly wanted to go back and look for it during the Spring Festival.

As his only cronies, Lin Qiao naturally put aside everything in a hurry, and accompanied him to find his roots and ancestors.

But Lin Qiao who was driving was drowsy, and when he really stopped at an empty campus, half of Lin Qiao's puff almost flowed onto his newly bought fur cushion.

Feeling distressed, he slapped him and called out, "Put it up quickly, get out of the car."

Standing still in front of this empty campus, Lin Qiao and Wu Chao were stunned together.

A huge campus should have a guard even if it is not on a working day!After all, there are borrowers who live in accommodation!This is high school.

Three years of hellish high school.

At that time, except for day students, other students also had to study in the classroom on weekends!

How could the guard room be empty? !