You pervert! ! !

Nangong Ji's handwriting was correct and sharp, and he wrote seriously in his homework book:

"Today, I had a fight with my classmates from the third grade of junior high school, because they deliberately came to the classroom, saying that my father's game is not good, Hongye is not as good as Black Star, I am very angry..."

Yu Heng frowned when he saw the child's self-criticism.

He scanned through the half-written self-criticism, and Nangong Ji said aggrievedly: "However, I deeply reflect on my mistakes. I shouldn't be impulsive. You must know that I am so short that I can't beat the big brothers in the third grade."

After reading this fresh review, Yu Heng opened his mouth——

"Are you hurt from the fight?"

Nangong's blue eyes blinked, and his expression was full of love, "No, Brother Ye blocked it for me."

His tone of voice was no less sad and sad, and his acting skills had greatly improved.

Yu Heng put down his homework, turned around and blamed his bad brother, "How can you let Hideo write a self-criticism, it seems that the other party is provocative, and they even ran to the classroom to give away the head, why punish my son?"

Zhao Chenghuai laughed.

"Punishing him was not harsh enough, and didn't cripple the three guys on the opposite side."

Yu Heng: ...

This is also a bit too harsh.

Yu Heng's face was solemn, and he felt that Nangong Ji asked his bad brother to pick him up from school instead of calling him, which was very problematic.

The relationship between father and son was in jeopardy. He opened the stool and sat beside his son, asking in a caring tone:

"Come on, tell Dad what's going on."

Nangong Ji finally had a channel to complain.

He pursed his mouth, and complained in a low voice, "During the break after class, three big brothers from the third grade of junior high school came. They said that I was able to skip a grade because of the programming written by you, Dad. I have no real skills at all. Ye Zhennan But they are holding fake tigers everywhere.

They also said that Hongye's games are rubbish, not as fun as Black Star's. "

As Nangong Ling spoke, his eyes lowered slightly, "They also said that my family background is not good, and I don't have a mother to discipline..."

The originally innocuous attack, Nangong Ji repeated it in front of Yu Heng, and immediately felt really wronged.

He should follow the instructions of the bad brother, distort the facts, and portray the three guys as a big villain who slanders and slanders Hongye's game, while he is a good boy who bravely shot for his father's beloved game.

However, when he said "bad background, no mother", the fear and fear that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time turned into tears seeping from his blue eyes, rushing out.

Can't stop.

Nangong Ji threw herself on Yu Heng with tears in her voice, "But I have a father!"

Nothing without mom!

Why are they talking about him!

The cub's grievance was sincere, and Yu Heng's heart ached because of his suppressed crying.

He hugged his crying son, feeling his shoulders gradually soaked with tears, his soul was about to melt.

Yu Heng comforted softly: "Hideous, don't be sad, this time it's the fault of those three villains, dad didn't blame you."

Not only was he not to blame, but he was still thinking that Nangong Xie's attack was really not cruel enough, and he didn't teach the other party a deep lesson.

However, Yu Heng couldn't encourage the little brat to strike hard.

He glanced at Zhao Chenghuai seriously, and asked, "How did you deal with it?"

Yu Heng felt that the bad brother would definitely not let Hideo feel wronged, but he very much hoped that the bad brother could give a satisfactory solution.

Sure enough, Zhao Chenghuai lived up to expectations and said with a smile:

"I asked Zhang Yuming to bring a team of experts here, and kindly taught their guardians how to examine, recuperate, sue, and appear in court. Before the trial is over, in order to ensure the safety of minors, these three students should not appear in school again inside."

Say it's safe, write away.

Anyone who can shout loudly in front of him will pay a heavy price.

There is no better answer than "I won't show up at school again until the trial is over."

Yu Heng raised his eyebrows and asked, "How long was that?"

"Three or four months or six or seven months."

Zhao Chenghuai didn't care at all, "It depends on the efficiency of the court, I hope it won't delay their high school entrance examination."

Nangong Ji: ...

The bad brother's understatement made Nangong's grief and indignation calm down.

He actually had a little sympathy for the three unlucky ghosts who were beaten.

According to this, if the court is slower, the man in black from the bad brother's family can accompany the three families for a lifetime.

"Okay, hideous."

After Yu Heng listened, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the cub who had calmed down, "The villain who bullies you will not appear in front of you in the next few months. Do you feel better?"

"Hmph, I'm not feeling well!"

Nangong's eyes were red, and his blue eyes were filled with tears.

He reached out and hugged his father tightly, feeling the sense of security brought by the broad shoulders, "The bad brother asked me to write a review!"

Nangong Ji, who has made a lot of progress, took the opportunity to regain his family status.

Although this is a bitter plan, although the bad brother is his ally.

However, when he was fighting for the old father's position in his heart, he was absolutely ruthless.

Zhao Chenghuai smiled and watched Nangong Xiong act coquettishly and complain.

Waiting for Yu Heng to express his opinion.

Yu Heng hugged his poor son, gently stroked his back, and said dumbfoundingly: "Because the bad brother wants you to know that fighting is a stupid way to solve problems. It is easy to hurt your hands, and it is easy to be taken advantage of by the other party. "

"We are so smart, if we encounter these guys who look down on you in the future, we must choose a more resourceful way to deal with them."

Nangong Xie blinked and stood up from Yu Heng's arms.

"What way?"

All he had in his mind was to wipe out the other party's deposits, and let the other party fall into the abyss of debt, beyond redemption.

It's a pity that this method violates the law, and my father will definitely teach him a lesson.

Therefore, he was even more curious, and there was another clever way to deal with the annoying guy.

Yu Heng looked at the revived Nangong Ji, smiled softly and said, "You can bet with them."

Nangong Ji:?

The boy's eyes were wide open, and the propaganda forbidding gambling was everywhere. His law-abiding old father actually said, "Gambling?"

Yu Heng took out his mobile phone, clicked on Weibo, and quickly found out the ten-year agreement between him and the netizens.

At that time, the bet he posted on Weibo already had tens of millions of comments.

The bottom is full of the oath of "If Hongye can make a game that changes the world, I will XXX"!

Nangong's ferocious blue eyes looked at this unparalleled gamble with curiosity and shock.

The ridicule of the Internet is more vicious than that of a junior high school kid.

Bet on parents, bet on kneeling, bet on the whole family.

Even under the Weibo of the gambling contract, some people still praised the wishful thinking of "Hongye can realize that you are my father, but cannot realize that I am your father".

Nangong Xie clearly knew how much his father liked the games he made, and his love for games far surpassed his feelings for himself.

However, the vast amount of bets in the comments seemed to be watching Yu Heng's jokes, full of joy waiting for Yu Heng to overturn.

Tens of millions of comments are equal to tens of millions of contempt.

He was just a bystander outside the bet, and the more he watched, the more angry he became.

"Dad, they don't understand how good your game is!"

Nangong's naive and childish voice defended Yu Heng, "They will definitely lose and lose their fortunes, and they will regret it for the rest of their lives!"

An indescribable warmth rose in Yu Heng's heart.

He stared at Nangong Ji with a smile, and said, "Hi Ji, the guy who bullied you today also doesn't know how powerful you are."

"You have an extremely high programming talent, and you are the smartest kid Dad has ever seen, but you lack an outstanding achievement to let others know how powerful you are."

"When you and Mengskate learn programming well and write a new engine for "Awakening", the whole world will know your name and know your Nangong Ji's ability."

"At that time, no one dared to question you, and you would not care about the weaknesses that others used to attack you."

His words are full of the father's expectations and encouragement for his son.

Nangong Ji didn't know anything about the game and had no interest in it. At this moment, his heart was beating like a drum and he was very excited.

He didn't care about the provocations of a few junior high school students, nor did he care about his background and mother.

He only cares about whether this world can leave his name of Nangong Ji, and whether it can allow him to run amok freely and unscrupulously.

The child blinked his curious eyes and asked tentatively, "Dad, won't you question me?"

"of course."

The child's tone became excited, "Then will you agree with me to do anything?"

"Of course!"

Yu Heng's smile does not seem to be fake, even if there is only a one-ten-thousandth possibility that it is true, it is enough to make Nangong Xie cheer.

Nangong Ji had an epiphany.

His eyes, which were soaked with tears just now, were shining brightly.

The benefits of playing games became clearer before his eyes. He once tried to control the core engine of "Awakening" and threatened his father not to disobey him. At this time, he changed into a better look.

When "Awakening" became famous all over the world, not only could he be famous all over the world, even his father would listen to him!

Willingly pamper him.

Nangong Ji's fantasies are extraordinarily beautiful.

Seeing his happy expression, Yu Heng knew he had coaxed the child well.

Yu Heng wiped the corners of his eyes kindly, and said softly: "If you don't want to go to junior high school, Dad can ask the teacher for leave for you."

After all, Hideo has been wronged, so it is normal not to want to go to school.

Nangong Hin's beautiful eyes lit up, and he was about to agree when he suddenly froze.

Of course he didn't want to waste time in the classroom, listening to the teacher explain something he already knew, and enduring the curious eyes around him like animals!

but!

He must teach Ran Guangran in the shortest possible time, so that when he exposes himself, he can die better.

The little brat, who had just been wronged, grabbed his father's sleeve with an innocent expression on his face.

"Dad, I still want to study."

A child's desire for reading is beyond words.

Yu Heng was deeply moved, and raised his hand to touch his son's short hair.

"Okay, if you want to go to school, then go to school. I'll ask Brother Ye to protect you."

The father and son happily decided to continue going to school tomorrow.

Relying on the fact that she is her father's cutie, Nangong grabbed her father to turn on the computer and began to ask questions about the development of the "Awakening" game engine.

"Dad, why did Uncle Meng say that the source code level should not be too complicated? He has been emphasizing the magnitude of attention to us."

"Because "Awakening" will expand more functions in the future, the simpler the source code, the easier it is to make subsequent adjustments."

"Then can I make this kind of structure?"

Nan Gongzhen stretched out his hand, and the keyboard slapped, and asked Yu Heng to comment on his creativity.

Yu Heng looked at the screen with a smile, and seriously boasted: "This structure is very good, it's so clever!"

Nangong Ji and Yu Heng leaned together, chatting about the core engine of "Awakening", and did not regard Zhao Chenghuai as an outsider, he still felt lonely.

It seems that the game has occupied all the minds of the father and son, and Yu Heng no longer has the time to spare his energy to take care of him.

The spacious and lively living room is full of temptations and inquiries that Nangong Xie took the opportunity to figure out the core of "Awakening".

Yu Heng occasionally looks at Zhao Chenghuai.

Zhao Chenghuai smiled back.

Then, Yu Heng continued to patiently answer his son's questions.

Zhao Chenghuai didn't get bored of seeing too many pictures of fatherly kindness and filial piety.

It wasn't until Nangong Xi got the answer to his heart's content, and went to take a bath and sleep happily, that Zhao Chenghuai could get time to be alone with Yu Heng.

On a quiet summer night, Yu Heng closed the door of the child's room.

"Are you taking a shower? I'll find you clothes."

Zhao Chenghuai leaned against the door, looked at Yu Heng who was finally free, and began to work for him, the slight depression in his heart gradually dissipated.

He smiled and said, "I thought you would ask your son if he wants a mother to make up for his regrets."

"How to make up for this?"

Yu Heng looked at him strangely, "It's obvious that those three little bastards were speaking out loud. I don't know where they heard about it, but they dared to run in front of Hideo to find trouble."

These brats who are causing trouble for nothing, it sounds like they are used to being arrogant and domineering in school, so they casually walk into the classrooms of other classes.

Who knows, kicked to the iron plate.

Not only were they beaten, but they also met Zhao Chenghuai, who was vigorous and resolute. It was their fate, and they deserved what they deserved.

Thinking of Zhao Chenghuai's handling method, Yu Heng felt that the bad brother was law-abiding and cute and insidious.

He took the clean clothes and said with a smile: "Besides, although Hideo doesn't have a mother, isn't he more lucky to have me and you?"

"Which mother can send a team of legal experts to personally solve the problem of underage victims of the three families, and make the five families feel satisfied at the same time?"

Yu Heng smiled sincerely, his eyes full of appreciation, "It's better to give him a bad brother than to give him a mother."

The happy junior high school saved the day with the help of the bad brother.

Early the next morning, Ye Zhennan's car drove to the gate of the villa.

However, Nangong refused, and told the younger brother with a serious face, "We have to run to school and exercise!"

Nangong Ji woke up.

Although he disdains to be as knowledgeable as a tall man in the third year of junior high school, he still has to act like Ye Zhennan at critical moments.

But he was only able to look at Ye Zhennan with his head up, and he had already lost a lot of momentum. If he didn't strengthen his training, how could he become a 1.8 meter tall man.

Thus, Nangong Ji's training began immediately.

Not only was Ye Zhennan easily accompanied by him, but also the Ye family's car was speeding along the roadside to guard him carefully.

The eldest and younger brothers who run to school are the brightest stars in Sunflower Junior High School.

The short figure of Nangong, wearing the black and white uniform of junior high school, runs like a swift rabbit, and has a wonderful coordination with Ye Zhennan, who is like a cheetah with long legs beside him.

But the surrounding school atmosphere suddenly became completely different because of their appearance.

Nan Gongxi relaxed his pace, and his walking pace perfectly blended into the school queue, and still did not dispel those curious eyes.

These lines of sight didn't disappear until they entered the classroom, on the contrary, they became sharper.

Yesterday's students who were purely curious looked at Nangong Ji with fear and trepidation.

The vaguely terrified aura was fully revealed along with their sneaky glances from time to time.

Nan Gongzhen frowned slightly, and Ye Zhennan immediately reported: "I heard that Zhou Tao, Ning Xia, and Gu Xiaoxiang didn't come to school today."

"Who is it?" Nangong Ji didn't have the slightest impression of the names of these passers-by.

"...It's the three guys who did it yesterday."

Ye Zhennan reminded, "Do you think they were beaten so hard by me that they dare not come?"

Nangong Xie chuckled lightly.

The little brother's unreasonable conceit, with the little pride that junior high school students can't hide.

It was as if he had let out a bad breath for the boss, and he didn't wave his fist in vain.

"It's better not to dare to come."

Nangong Ji didn't intend to show off his bad brother's achievements, so he raised the corners of his mouth to enjoy the astonished gazes around him.

"It's annoying to watch them."

Seeing that the boss was happy, Ye Zhennan was also happy.

Taking advantage of this great opportunity to make contributions, he warmly invited: "Boss, shall we go out to play on Saturday?"

The arrogant Nangong kid raised his chin and squinted at him, "Aren't you going to cram school on weekends, don't you go to learn piano, law, and Russian?"

Ye Zhennan, who only wanted to hang out with the boss, felt extremely ashamed when he asked him, embarrassingly remembering what the boss expected of him.

"Okay, I will definitely study hard." Ye Zhennan solemnly promised, but he was really unwilling to ask, "What about you, boss?"

Hey.

Nangong's eyebrows were crooked, and her dimples appeared in a beautiful smile, and she couldn't restrain the excitement in her heart.

He said: "Daddy will take me to the company on Saturday and teach me how to play games!"

The author has something to say: Zhao Chenghuai: Going to the company to play games on a rest day, only you will feel happy.

Nangong Ji: Why?

Zhao Chenghuai: Because others call it - overtime.

Nangong Ji:? ? ?