I fell off the horse after pretending to be Mengxin

Wei Yu's doubts did not last long.

Because Qixi, who is active in the front line of eating melons, never misses any hot spots.

I feel that he should add another one to the seven joys in his life: when the melon fields are ripe.

Wei Yu quickly watched the forwarded video, "cut" it nonchalantly, and turned it off casually.

Just bringing an audience, such insignificant things simply cannot survive a day in the minds of contemporary netizens.

[Qixi]: Is the Angela you posted on WeChat last time also this person?

[Qixi]: I'm really in love, someday I'll take my siblings out for a meal.

Wei Yu smiled and greeted Sanlian directly:

[Wei]: Get out, it's not the same one, we didn't talk about it.

[Wei]: Even if we talk about it, it's still your sister-in-law.

【Guardian】: Punch and kick.jpg

After quitting WeChat, Wei Yu looked at the forwarded Douyin and tapped his fingertips on the table.

The dissemination of this video has an inseparable relationship with him.

The closest thing is...

He forgot to turn off the whole microphone after turning on the microphone and scolding the hula hoop.

Depend on.

Zhong Kui didn't speak from the beginning to the end again, making him think that Zhuge Liang was the only one listening, but he didn't expect that four people gathered together to listen to his ramblings!

He also laughed at Zhong Kui's showy operations many times, such as hooks, hooks and so on. Fortunately, others didn't cut them in.

Wei Yu feels that today's community death rate has increased by another [-] million layers.

Just like the barrage said, those who left comments under the video felt that there was something between him and Mieshishashen.

Wei Yu didn't care about it when he was playing games, but when he looked back, it seemed that there was really a little bit of inexplicable taste.

Wei Yu took out a glass of milk from the refrigerator, opened the lid and drank it without heating it.

The cold liquid poured into his stomach, which made his drowsy brain a little clearer.

this is not right.

Although Mieshishashen 2.0 gave him a good look and gave him a vague taste of the joy of playing games with warmth, fans are not seniors after all.

Feelings can't be broken into two, he can't get involved with fans anymore.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing for Wen Yu to ask about these black histories when we...were together in the future?

That's right.

Wei Yu secretly came to a conclusion in his heart.

I will never queue up alone with fans again, especially...

Kill the world and kill the gods.

Happy times are always very short.

The weekend is like the sun, and the working day is like the year.

I don't know how the weekend slipped away. It seems that the boss's big face is already hanging on his forehead as soon as he closes his eyes.

Wei Yu dragged his tired body to get up from the bed, staying up all night made him have two dark circles under his eyes, and his face, which was not very kind, looked gloomy as if it had been pried out of the underworld.

The girl who distributed the leaflets downstairs in the company glanced at him, the hand holding the leaflet suddenly paused, and retracted anxiously, her eyes couldn't help but glance over again, staying on his face.

"Morning, Wei Yu." In the milk tea shop, Xiong Ping waved to him, "Wow, you look so bad."

Wei Yu and Xiong Ping are two of the tastiest people in the program department. They happen to have the same taste and the same interests. Friends can only eat and drink with their own hands today.

A real wine and meat friend.

Wei Yu glared at him: "It's Monday, you are quite energetic."

"Really?" Xiong Ping showed a rather shy smile, "I went to find a girlfriend this weekend..."

Wei Yu shut up instantly, with an expression of "I don't want to talk to you about this", and put on the earphones.

The phone was buzzing in his trouser pocket. He took it out and glanced at it. It turned out to be the working group of the program department who hadn't moved all year round.

Minister Aite told everyone:

[Minister]: Big news!Registration for the Glory of Kings Company Competition ended last Friday, and the schedule has already been rushed out.Take a look, brothers, our goal is to win the first place!

[Colleague A]: Take the first place!

[Colleague B]: Beyond the project department!

[Colleague C]: Down with the traitor!

Wei Yu:? ? ?

If it weren't for the business to be delivered by the work group, he doubted that the minister would be able to fork him and Xiong Ping, two "Wen spies" in place.

"The rules are so troublesome. What else is BO1? The blue team will ban first and choose first. I don't understand." Xiong Ping opened the information on the tablet and handed it over, "Look and see."

"What else do you do besides picking up girls?" Wei Yu asked.

"At least I still have girls." Xiong Pingping remained unchanged, "You have nothing."

Wei Yu: "..."

Why is this guy so cheap when he comes back from a weekend?

As expected of a company specializing in graphic design, the competition process has been specially beautified with PS. At first glance, it doesn't look like a small company competition, but a large-scale competition.

He glanced at it roughly, and the arrangement was surprisingly professional.

Looks like the boss has put in a lot of hard work.

Even though only about [-]% of the company's people signed up, the final count is still not a minority.

The schedule is divided into two parts: audition and knockout.

Since the company's main business is social animals, the competition process is very simple. There are more than 50 groups in the company, and they will play 1 BO5s together. The top [-] with the highest winning percentage will be left. The audition will end and the BO[-] knockout round will start directly. .

The finals and semi-finals are marked in red letters, the competition system is BO7, and the finals will be commented by the boss.

The boss was wearing sandals and big underpants, standing on the stage and explaining solemnly, he thought it was interesting to think about it.

The rules are almost over, and a conspicuous tip is marked in red at the bottom.

Reminder: Please take the participating employees seriously!After the audition, there may be a big surprise!

"Big surprise?" Wei Yu pinched the tablet, and it was hard to imagine what could be a big surprise compared to a drone worth [-] yuan.

Moreover, this is only one of the No.1 prizes.

"It's gossip, do you want to hear it?" Xiong Ping just got back from the front desk to get milk tea, and frowned when he saw Wei Yu's whole sugar and ice.

"Tell me more." Wei Yu also frowned when he saw Xiong Ping's sugar-free warmth.

Not only the joys and sorrows of people are not connected, but also the milk tea between people is not connected.

"Some time ago, the company posted the game preview on Weibo, which attracted a certain amount of attention. The boss wanted to strike while the iron was hot, and planned to broadcast the game screen live. But the specifics have not yet been negotiated." Xiong Ping explained.

In this era when the smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, let alone the design industry where different people have different opinions.

While ensuring the strength of the company, it also needs to manage its own image.

Changhe Design had already set up a Weibo account before Weiyu joined the company, regularly reposting announcements and launching design live broadcasts.

Wen Yu was also pulled over to become a strong man several times. As long as the man sat quietly in front of the camera in white, his popularity soared instantly, which was more than the boss talking dryly for half an hour.

For this reason, the boss will specially do a hairstyle before each live broadcast.

Now the number of fans on Weibo has reached 50, which is considered a moderate Internet celebrity. The company also has a dedicated new media department responsible for operating the Weibo account.

Wei Yu posted on Weibo, and sure enough, he found this notice.Posted last Wednesday, it has already reached more than 1 likes.

In the comments, many people expressed their expectations for the game, asking if they could just watch and get more than 5000 likes. It's no wonder the boss came up with the idea of ​​webcasting.

If it's a live broadcast...the face shouldn't be photographed, right?

Wei Yu thought about it.

But even if his face was photographed, he was still playing a regular game in the company's competition, so he should just sink into a brook and not be thrown into the river.

After all, the Wei family are kind people.

There are quite a few mentions of Wen Yu below, all of which were selectively ignored by Wei Yu.

After exiting Weibo, the string of seemingly complicated and cumbersome text below the long picture is the highlight.

game schedule.

Wei Yu was too lazy to look through them one by one, so he simply threw it into the picture reader to extract the text, and then put it into the software to search for the team name with one click——"The King's Newcomer Group".

Yo.

His eyes lit up.

Race 03, Monday at 30:[-] pm.

Isn't it today?

He forwarded the extracted match schedule summary to the group.

Sure enough, the group of kings who had been silent for the whole weekend became lively again.

Xiong Ping and Gan Bei each went to accompany their boyfriend and girlfriend, unable to play games. Wei Yu was interested in playing a few games with Wen Yu, but the senior account had hardly been online, and he began to wonder if Wen Yu had lost his love for the glory of the king. Interested.

Alas, Wen Yuxin is also a needle in the sea.

As for that full stop...

Oh, who cares about him.

[Gan Guozi]: Minister Wen, we are the first batch [competition screenshot.jpg].

Xiong Ping bowed his head and replied to the message: No way... I haven't touched the king for several days.

[Gan Guozi]: Don't worry, Senior Xiong, you can definitely do it! 【Cat raising paw.jpg】

[Old Bear]: Sister Gan, you are really the only good person in our group.

[Ganguozi]:? [猫猫问题.jpg] [Wen Yu]: Well, I saw it.

[Wen Yu]: @. ,Do you have the time?

【. 】:have.

[Wen Yu]: Okay, pay attention to WeChat messages, I will remind you to go online when the time comes.

After Wei Yu finished reading that line, he waited quietly and obediently for a long time, but he still didn't wait for Wen Yu's special Aite.

"What are you doing?" Xiong Ping looked at him with a rather speechless expression.

Old Wei Yu blushed and stuffed his phone into his pocket almost red-faced: "Why do you care about me so much? Drink your sugar-free milk tea!"

When the fingertip touched the back cover of the machine, the mechanical motor suddenly vibrated.

"Wen Yu" patted you.

Inside Changhe Design Company.

As soon as the vacation was over, the first project department became busy again.

Located at the door of the minister's office, the place that once belonged to Kan Cheng was quietly vacated, the desktop was blank, and it looked particularly deserted.

Wen Yu approached the vacant table, his eyes sank, and an imperceptible guilt appeared in his eyes.

This is the second person he left after he entered the company.

Kan Cheng is an old employee who started with the company, and his ability has gradually failed to keep up with the pace. He also offended many colleagues because of his personal temper, but the boss still kept him in the first project department.

There should be an old relationship between them.

Because of his opinion, the boss dismissed Kan Cheng without leaving any room.

He is not isolated from the world, he has also heard about the gossip in the company.

Although he didn't say it clearly, his attitude was obviously a lot rusty.

Wen Yu pursed his lips.

The phone vibrated suddenly, he took it out, and saw the new messages posted in the group.

He replied a few routinely, and his eyes stayed on Wei Yu's simple ink portrait, dazed.

He never cared what other people think, whether he likes him or hates him.

It was the first time that I felt uneasy in my heart like this moment.

Did he, go too far?

The fingertips rested on the square ink lettering, and suddenly, Wei Yu's head shook up and down.

I patted "Wei".

what is this?

Wen Yu blinked in confusion, and almost instantly, as if Wei Yu was staring at the phone all the time, a new message popped up.

"Wei" patted you.

[Wei]: (*^▽^*)