You pervert! ! !

Even if Yu Heng was so busy working overtime that he would die, he would still make video calls with his son before dinner, exchange feelings, and check and accept the results of the cub's training.

The child went to summer camp for seven days, and his skin is still so white.

A pair of blue eyes, clearly reflecting the reflection of the phone, sparkling and cute.

"Hideous, Dad misses you too."

Yu Heng hadn't seen the children for a long time, and finally realized how much his father missed his son, "What did you learn today?"

"Bows and arrows!" Nangong Yin replied with a sweet voice, "My arrows can hit a red heart a hundred meters away, which is ten rings, Dad!"

He raised his hand and gestured for a bow in front of the small screen.

The desire to show off is beyond words, just waiting for Yu Heng to boast.

She smiled brightly, with deep dimples.

Seven days.

This was the first time Andre saw Nangong Yin speak in this tone, and it was also the first time he saw Nangong Yin dancing.

Flattering, humble, shameless!

To actually win the favor of a man who has no blood relationship with a negligible score of ten rings? !

As his biological father, his face was pale, his hand holding the cane trembled slightly, and he stared at Nangong Xi's back from afar.

But helpless.

Andre felt a sharp pain in his ankle.

The bones that had been reset a long time ago seemed to be burning like a fire, digging deep into his wound.

Warn him not to act rashly.

He knew Nangong Ji's adoptive father.

A guy who does nothing but play games.

It's just a little bit of luck, he adopted Nangong Xie, but he was favored by Zhao Chenghuai.

The king of their hunting grounds seems to be bewitched by a young and beautiful man.

Not only was he immersed in the game all day long, but he also offered Yenisei language, allowing the other party to create a ridiculous alien language!

When Andre learned all this, he only thought it was Zhao Chenghuai's conspiracy.

He clearly knew how conservative the Siberian nobles were.

Such a publicity of aristocratic lingo is an arrogance and arrogance to challenge the majesty of Siberia!

Thinking of this, Andre's eyes became calmer.

The jealousy that arose at that moment turned into gloating towards Yu Heng.

Not many people know "Awakening" now, and the group of old-fashioned nobles in Siberia have not yet discovered the existence of the Ailian language.

Wait till they find out...

"It's time to gather for dinner, say goodbye to your dad."

Zhao Chenghuai's deep voice came, forcibly cutting off the communication between the father and son.

"Bye bye, Dad." Nangong Xie obediently waved his hands and said goodbye with an extremely reluctant tone.

He was a completely different person from his usual cynicism with Andre.

Humph.

Andre watched them walk into the rest area, suppressed his anger, and continued to return to the villa with his cane.

He didn't care about a child like Nangong Ji.

He also didn't care about Nangong Yin currying favor with Yu Heng.

He just thinks that Yu Heng's status is humble, he's lucky, and it's just annoying.

When the old guy in Siberia finds out that Yu Heng is so bold, someone will naturally solve the unhappiness for him!

During the ten days when Nangong Xi was sweating at the summer camp, Yu Heng worked overtime and did not return all night.

He packed up his things and stayed in the company, and worked with all members of the project team on the modification plan of "Awakening", and distributed the collected procedural problems to various responsible departments for improvement.

The problems that could be solved by simple outsourcing all depend on Hongye's own strength.

The three immature directors of Hongye are finally going to really carry the banner of "Awakening" and take charge of the part they are in charge of. They will bring the staff sent by Jin Ge to study a new future together.

The closed beta of "Awakening" has ended successfully, and it is a short farewell to the players.

For Hongye Games, it is just the beginning.

There are endless praises for "Awakening" on the Internet.

The simple 3V3 mode has created an immortal iron triangle relationship, and also retains the fast and refreshing way of competition like tower defense.

The simpler the game, the purer the joy.

No matter how grand and complicated the background of the battle between Earth and Allen is, in the eyes of the players, it is nothing more than you coming and going, happy enmity.

In just 15 minutes of duel, you can reap happiness that cannot be described in words.

Once the "Awakening" server was shut down, the social forums were still lively.

"Wuuuuuuu, the source of daily happiness is gone, when is the next closed beta of "Awakening"?"

"The next time it will be officially launched, right? Why hasn't Sparrow God made a sound these days?"

"Get busy. I heard that this time only the competitive mode was tested, and the follow-up PVE will be opened one after another. You must not be leisurely!"

Even if the netizens didn't see Sparrow God jumping around on the Internet, they all wanted to lock up this fairy game producer, and quickly perfected "Awakening" and released the official server.

The Hongye game, which no one expected, has become their favorite and treasure in their hands.

Basically patrolling Hongye Weibo, website, and forums three times a day, lest they miss news about new games.

Finally, they waited.

"The sparrow god has sent a new message!"

Happy Game Brewery Y has become a brand new information gathering place.

A statistic with eye-catching numbers appeared in front of the players.

"Awakening" has a maximum number of online users of 10 people, received a total of 35 comments and suggestions, and learned Ailian language 7.8 times. The total number of Ailian people killed in battle was 2.4 million times, and the total number of human deaths was 1.6 million times. Thank you Support and look forward to seeing you again."

The shocking death toll made the netizens go crazy.

"Is this the good news? Is it the good news? Warmly celebrate the number of human masters killed in battle against Ailian Caiji?"

"Seeing the statistics of the number of deaths in battle, I was speechless and choked up. After counting, I only thought that Ai Lian and humans contributed a few hundred times each."

"Unexpectedly, there are only 7.8 Ailian language learning times. We have 10 people, right? For the remaining 2.2 players, are you worthy of the sacrifice of Comrade NGZ and the hard work of Comrade NGZ?"

With new data, players have new joy.

Many people began to feel angry for Comrade Nangong because the number of times they studied did not exceed [-].

The battle between Earth and Eren is inevitable, but learning Eren's language is imminent if we want to create a peaceful future.

Peace lovers literally take learning as their duty.

Asked on the "Awakening" world channel all day long: Did you learn Ailian language today?

Persuade people on earth all over the world to unite and influence aliens with love.

NGZ's ID is engraved on the learning panel, and it has become the spiritual leader of the Ailian language learners.

Even if the game is temporarily shut down, it can't stop many players from following suit, holding high the NGZ banner in the statistics comment area, and shouting the slogan "Learn for the cubs"!

Yu Heng sat in front of the computer, almost dying of laughter.

Sure enough, cute children are attractive, and netizens are spontaneously defending Nangong Ji's efforts. They want to open an Ailian language class in the name of NGZ to help lazy and backward players make progress together.

The villa doorbell rang, and Yu Heng hurried to open it.

Ye Shaoyang, who specially asked for leave to pick up his nephew, followed Yu Heng's instructions, and brought back Ye Zhennan, whose skin was darkened by the sun, in advance.

"Uncle Yu, what can I do?" Ye Zhennan blinked his black and white eyes, and his body was full of excitement that the summer camp could not erase.

As soon as he got off the plane, he received a call from his uncle.

Ask him to go quietly with my uncle, and prepare to surprise the boss.

Let him leave the boss, he is definitely not willing.

Let him prepare surprises, and he will run fast.

Ye Shaoyang and Ye Zhennan left at the airport first, and rushed back without stopping.

The celebration lights and ribbons have been placed in the hall of the villa.

The surprise that Yu Heng said was hidden in the back garden and had been waiting quietly for many days.

"Can we prepare in time?" Ye Shaoyang said with a smile.

Yu Heng picked up the light board in his hand, "Don't worry, Zhao Chenghuai is the most reliable."

Hongye Company is brightly lit, and after the internal test is over, you can hear the busy voices of the employees as soon as you walk in.

But as soon as Nangong Ji appeared, no matter how busy he was, he would stop for a moment.

"Hideous is back?"

"Is summer camp fun?"

"Brother Yu is not here today, he seems to be at Jin Ge Company."

Zhao Chenghuai replied with a smile: "We are not looking for him."

After speaking, he led Nangong Ji to the basement, and turned on the computer specially used for live broadcasting.

During the ten-day summer camp, Nangong Ji almost forgot what the sound of the computer starting up was.

After professional systematic training, he has developed the habit of observing the environment at any time.

There have been many changes in the layout of the basement, four pink sharks piled on the table are missing, the stool has moved, and even the sofa that Zhao Chenghuai often leans on lazily, the cushions have shifted from the original position.

Nangong Ji was on alert at all times, his eyes were on every corner of the basement.

He finally felt how loose he was before.

He didn't even bother to look at, analyze, and think about these obvious changes... Is there any key to ignore.

But this time, after analyzing and thinking, Nan Gongzhen stared at the computer screen, still not understanding Zhao Chenghuai's thoughts.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Nangong looked at him curiously.

Zhao Chenghuai tapped the keyboard and directly called up his internal mailbox.

At the beginning, Ran Guangran would send a large amount of data from "Awakening" to him through Hongye's internal mailbox channel.

Let him hand over to a mysterious autistic friend to help solve the problem.

Today, the mailbox is full of dozens of emails, dated from near to far, which lasted for most of the summer vacation.

Zhao Chenghuai casually called out a few and placed them on Nangong Ji's desk.

It doesn't matter what the content is, whether it needs to be streamlined or not.

The important thing is-

"This is an urgent task I received temporarily."

His deep eyes looked down at the cub, "Because it's urgent, so I need you to finish it now."

With the stars and the sea in his heart, Nan Gongxi conquered the universe and galloped across Siberia.

He hadn't come back to hear about the great plan made by the bad brother, and suddenly he was back to working on the keyboard, and he was really confused.

Nangong's blue eyes blinked, and hesitantly asked: "But... isn't my mission to kill the king of the hunting ground?"

"Killing and programming, do they conflict?" Zhao Chenghuai asked him with a smile, embracing his hands.

Do not conflict?

Nangong's blue eyes were full of confusion. He thought that after ten days of practice, he had mastered the skills of using cold weapons, and soon he would leave the modern society and go to the deep mountains and old forests to fight naked!

Nangong Xiaozai left Yu Heng's brain that had become smarter, and became stupid again in front of the computer.

Zhao Chenghuai frowned at him, stretched out his hand and pulled away the chair next to him, and sat in it.

No way, Yu Heng asked for it.

Tell him to take the child to the mall, go to the game hall, or go back to the company to play games. In short, don't go home for four hours.

He probably knew what Yu Heng was doing.

The villa is monitored 24 hours a day. Yu Heng found a group of people to repair the back garden, and bought a bunch of birthday light ribbons for this guy to celebrate his birthday.

Zhao Chenghuai sneered, raised his hand to check the time, "I'll give you four hours."

The bad brother with a brilliant capitalist temperament didn't intend to ask the cub for his opinion at all.

"If you can't finish writing, you don't even want to go to Siberia."

Nangong Ji:? ? ?

After ten days of rolling in the mud and high-intensity physical training, the actions of typing on the keyboard are a little confused.

Why is his goal in life directed at the throne of the emperor, and he still has to modify the code in the basement.

He is too familiar with these program codes.

Before the final exam, I did two tasks in a row to simplify these bloated loops and correct the bugs with logical errors.

The bad brother's orders are always received as he pleases, out of the blue.

While knocking, Nangong Yin glanced at the mailbox logo in the lower right corner.

He knows this software, the communication software that is resident on Dad's computer, can send emails, send messages, and quickly transfer data.

but……

Just now, the bad brother used this software to accept the task?

The quiet basement is filled with the crisp sound of typing on keyboards.

Nangong Liao straightened his back, like a hard-working code farmer, showing no signs of neglecting the task.

However, he is going crazy!

After all, he is a young genius who has been to the black market countless times and seen countless transactions on the dark web.

There is absolutely nothing in this world, just download it casually, and you can complete the transaction task.

Unless, this is an internal transaction!

The bad brother uses the software used by his father to receive urgent tasks?

Then the game he wrote before was actually a Hongye game?

He's been debugging dad's game?

After ten days of asceticism, Nangong Xie unexpectedly returned home and suffered an unprecedented blow!

He thought of the inhuman alien language learning in the tavern.

He also remembered the painful experience of dying on the "Awakening" competitive map.

He even recalled the random mission of "Ni Zi" who abused himself...

The past flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.

Nangong Xie streamlined the program, so streamlined that he frowns.

The task that once made him feel happy brought him infinite entanglement and pain.

If he is really rewriting Dad's game, why can the bad brother be so confident?

Did his father ask him to do this, or was the bad brother making his own claim?

Nangong Ling was dizzy.

The codes in front of him were all mechanical characters, and he had to work very hard to recognize the purpose of this string of codes.

The sound of his fingers tapping on the keyboard became dull.

The speed has also slowed down a lot.

He hesitated for a moment, and started to hide a repetitive loop in the simplified program code.

It will not affect the operation of the game, but will only repeat an invalid code, which has a unique degree of recognition.

If this is the core of "Awakening", he will know when he disassembles the backstage!

After Nangong Ji was shocked, he turned his grief and indignation into delusion——

When I become king, the first thing I want my father to be obedient.

The second thing is to give the bad brother to the shark!

eye for eye!

The industrious Nangong code farmer worked hard for four hours, and the sky was getting dusk.

When he handed over the program perfectly to the bad brother, his eyes were already so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

After all, the planes and cars were bumpy all the way, and the brain was used intensively.

Nangong Ji couldn't restrain the drowsiness, and it hit him violently one after another.

Only the oath of "blood for blood" can keep him awake.

So, on the way back, Zhao Chenghuai glanced at the rearview mirror, and he could always see the wonderful scene of Mr. Nangong strengthening his spirits.

His eyes closed slightly, and in an instant, they opened suddenly, full of anger.

After a while, the chick pecked at the rice again and continued to take a nap.

This cycle went on and on, and when they reached the gate of the villa, Nangong Ji had already fallen asleep on the road three or four times.

When he got out of the car with a troubled expression, he found that the huge villa was pitch black.

"Dad isn't home?"

Nangong Ji is used to brightly lit homes with Yu Heng present.

It is rare to see a deserted and lonely house.

Zhao Chenghuai glanced at the French windows covered by curtains, and opened the door without saying anything.

Yu Heng must be there. In order to delay the four hours, he must have ambushed a way to celebrate his birthday inside.

Thinking of this, Zhao Chenghuai felt a little unhappy.

Yu Heng is always thinking about this guy, and he doesn't know what Yu Heng is hiding in the villa...

Suddenly, his steps stopped, and he stood at the door without taking a step.

There is a faintly glowing silk thread at the foot, hiding the shadow in the dark night, and it is impossible to find it without looking carefully.

Zhao Chenghuai frowned and said nothing.

A black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, quickly passed over the silk-thin mechanism at his feet, and squatted in front of him like a stupid cat.

For a moment, without even thinking about it, Zhao Chenghuai squinted his eyes and raised his foot to break the silk thread.

In an instant, the villa was brightly lit, exposing the cat.

Yu Heng stood in front of them, looking down at the stupid son who rolled to avoid the "trap".

He lowered his eyes and asked with a smile, "Hey, what did you learn in the summer camp? Why do you roll around as soon as you come in?"

"..."

Nangong squatted on the ground, and looked up foolishly to see the colorful films floating in the sky, the ribbons dancing in the wind, and the neon lights shining in the entire hall.

He originally wanted to retort that it was not rolling, but avoiding danger, in case the silk thread was pulling bombs, throwing knives, animal traps, or there were kidnappers, murderers, and burglars hiding in the villa!

It's a pity that he opened his mouth, and there were only beautiful colored lights and neon in his sight, twinkling and twinkling.

It was so festive and gorgeous that it seemed too grand as a decoration to welcome him home.

"Why don't you speak?"

Yu Heng stretched out his hand to pick up his silly son.

Nangong Ji was like a toy puppet stuck in a clockwork, allowing Yu Heng to hug him, leaving only a pair of blue eyes staring blankly at his father's eyes.

Yu Heng's dark and bright eyes reflected the face of the little fool.

Nangong Xi restrained his stupid astonishment, stared at the colorful decorations around him, and asked in a low voice:

"Dad, why are there so many lights in the house?"

Yu Heng led the little boy to the sofa, and shook off the little cloak that he had prepared for a long time.

"Because there's still two hours left, and there's a little fool who's going to be nine years old."

He patiently tied the string of the cloak for the child, and took the little crown necessary for birthday celebration for the child to wear.

Nangong Ji, who had just returned from the summer camp, wore a bright red cape with gold trim in addition to short-sleeved shorts.

On the black hair, the glittering golden crown is light and solemn, and those azure blue eyes reflect the bright color of glass in the brilliant lights.

Yu Heng looked at him with a smile, as if seeing a real handsome little prince.

The future Mr. Nangong has a status envied by the whole world.

He inherited wealth beyond rivals, and possessed the royal throne of noble blood. In any corner of this blue planet, there are countless admirers and followers.

It's a pity that his existence is only to add a new fashionable value to the heroine Su Sisi, and to prove the heroine's loyal love for the hero.

In Nangong Ji's 26 years of life, suffering and torture are just a passing background. Even if Yu Heng has read the entire book with a photographic memory, he still can't find his true feelings about the past.

After all, Nangong Ji is just a cannon fodder with a withdrawn personality and outrageous means.

No matter how miserable the past is described, it can't change the ending of his family's wealth and desolation in the hands of Alexander Wang.

Yu Heng didn't like this ending.

Whether it's Nangong Ji squandering all the wealth he earned, or being clumsy and paranoid about a woman.

None of what he wanted as a father.

Even Nangong Ji's life is a game with a doomed ending.

Yu Heng, a senior game producer, will also try his best to rewrite the irreversible BadEnding into HappyEnding.

"Happy birthday, hideous." Yu Heng wished softly, but got no response.

The silly child wearing a crown and a cloak stared at Yu Heng in a daze.

Nangong Ji, who was eight years old and would be nine years old in two hours, had spent a cunning childhood in the orphanage, and hadn't yet embarked on a childish and foolish youth.

For him, every year's birthday is just an extra apple after dinner and a few more "Happy Birthday".

He had never suffered such a straightforward surprise, and he was so frightened that he didn't know how to react.

Faced with such a cute and innocent child, anyone with a hard heart made of steel will be as soft as water in front of those blue eyes.

Yu Heng had plenty of patience, he smiled and stretched out his hand to spread out Nangong Xie's palm, and took out the props he had prepared.

A crystal clear key.

"A real little prince should have a perfect birthday."

He put the key in the child's calloused palm.

"Go, hideous. Go get your gift."

The author has something to say: Ye Zhennan: I am the gift!

Nangong Ji: ...I beat you!Give me back my emotion!