The strongest game production method

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Wei Bo heard the news that Yu Hanguang was in a coma again when he was in the company, he briefly explained the work to Liu Leilei and Liu Yang, and hurriedly followed him to the hospital.

On the way here, he pressed down on his trembling arm, finally overcame his social phobia, and called Yu Qiao.

When Meng Ai was chatting with Yu Hanguang in the ward, Wei Bo and Yu Qiao, both old and young, were not used to each other's identities, and their tongues froze in unison.

"Are... are you thirsty?" Sitting next to Yu Qiao, Wei Boxu asked in a low voice.

This occasion made him more uncomfortable than changing the [-] lines of code written by Zhang Jiahao.He licked his lips, his left and right toes pointed in the same direction, as if he was ready to run away at any moment.

Yu Qiao got up, looked down at Xu's son-in-law condescendingly, and then went to the water dispenser to get two glasses of pure water.

Wei Bo took the paper cup from Yu Qiao, and put it to his mouth without looking at it—a layer of skin was burned off the middle of his lips and palate in an instant, and the tip of his tongue felt numb.

Life is like this, often when your mouth is dry, offer a glass of boiled water.

Yu Qiao frowned.

The son was in the hospital for the past few days, it was as if he had turned on multiple boyfriend filters, exaggerating Wei Bo as a rare fairy in the sky, saying that Mount Tai collapsed on the top without changing his face, his brain speed far surpassed that of contemporary youth, Great wisdom... how to exaggerate.

But the CPU of the computer rotates too fast, and it is easy to overheat and shut down. This young man is too nervous.

When they first met, he remembered Wei Bo's eyes were clear and clear, with pure sincerity.Why do you look so stiff and restless today?

It is also a great wisdom, and it is a compliment to say that it is as wise as a fool.

Yu Qiao's thoughts were overwhelmed for a few seconds, and Meng Aila opened the door of the ward.

Meng Ai glanced at Wei Bo who stood up from the corner of his eye, and smiled at Yu Qiao: "Uncle, I have finished talking about work here. I have also conveyed the doctor's suggestion - let him take a long vacation and go home to rest for a while month to month."

Yu Qiao replied politely: "Thank you, Mr. Meng. I hope it won't affect your work."

"No. Han Guang is an excellent manager, with numerous department leaders. His business ability is beyond doubt, and he has made great contributions to the company. As a business partner, over the years, he has cooperated with other colleagues in the company, including me. Very tacit."

In front of Yu Qiao, Meng Ai knew how to speak properly.

The paper cup was softened by the temperature of the hot water, and it shook slightly in Wei Bo's hand.

"The cooperation is very tacit..."

"Think about it..."

Meng Ai's last words, and Yu Qiao's meaningful words that day, suddenly converged and hit his eardrums.

It is said that love cannot be compared, but in this situation, what can I compare with Meng Ai?

When Yu Hanguang's accident happened, it was Meng Ai who tried every means to find a way to manage the inpatient department.And I can only call a small drone and deliver a cup of coffee that is not very useful.

There was a loud noise as if a bomber was flying over his ears, and he realized that it might not only be Yu Hanguang, but also himself who had a mild concussion.

How else to explain this full of self-doubt?

"Uncle." After sending Meng Ai away, Wei Bo did not enter the ward immediately, but stopped Yu Qiao.

"I figured it out."

【Will you appear suddenly】

【Eating noodles in the living room】

【haven't seen you for a long time】

Yu Hanguang looked around at Wo'erwo in the center of the living room, and seeing these lines of words on the central control screen, a smile appeared on his foggy face.

Now that the hardware project was suspended, Wei Bo silently carried Wo'erwo back to Yu Hanguang's house.

At this moment, its mechanical arm was restored to its original state, and it no longer ran around the room in surprise, but stood quietly aside, shaking its head up and down slightly, expressing its welcome to the return of "Hu Hansan".

On the central control screen in front of the chest, there is a map of the sea of ​​stars lined up as [WELCOME].The star Yu Hanguang is familiar, the mask and color are harmonious, and it is very similar to the ending interface of "The Lonely Cracking Ice", it should be Chi Yu's handwriting.

After lying in the hospital for a few days, Yu Hanguang finally accepted Meng Ai's suggestion, or rather his warning, to rest for a month.

But as long as he stays in Yizhou, it is inevitable to start the work mode psychologically. Even Wei Bo, uncharacteristically, advised him to put a physical distance away from his annoying work and return to his hometown in Lucheng to rest.

While Yu Hanguang felt relaxed, he also had mixed feelings.

This kind of "easiness" is actually not easy.

He understands the losses he has caused to the company. This is the bosses' "punishment appeasement" or "appeasement punishment".

In order not to lose sight of the subject, Meng Ai was even more unreasonable in his business affairs—he deliberately confessed to the personnel team that all performance bonuses during Yu Hanguang's vacation were deducted, and only the basic salary was kept.

And he himself suddenly lost his direction, goals and motivation, and his confusion and anxiety also flooded in like a tide, and he couldn't avoid it.

Today is the last working day before his vacation. During the day, he only arranges the follow-up work of the project team.

It is said to arrange work, but in fact there is nothing to arrange.

Since I was promoted to director, my daily time has been filled with meetings, personnel and entertainment, from being pragmatic to retreating.Even the most frequently used software has changed from a screen app for brain mapping to an IM for communication.

It's been a long time since he asked the old fellows of 【Respect the Liver】in detail.But without himself, the project team still performed their duties in an orderly manner.

Recently, he often thinks that he has been in the company for more than seven years, running up and down, what is the point of working so hard?

The world of mortals is half a horseshoe, why not go with your sweetheart to see Yuhu Lake, drink small flowers, lie down and have extra meals.

"Tsk tsk tsk, our Teacher Wei, we managed to fix the crouch like this in the midst of our busy schedule." Yu Hanguang drove away the depression in his heart, leaned on the sofa and hugged a pillow, pretending to be amazed, "Master of time management!"

"I'm not a master of time management. I'm afraid that if I don't fix it, I won't be able to make it in time." Wei Bo paused and said calmly, holding on to the rollers of the suitcase.

"Don't be modest," he didn't hear the strangeness in Wei Bo's tone, "You can manage your own time, but you can manage the old man's time now."

From resistance to acceptance, Yu Qiao always had a buffer period, but Yu Hanguang did not expect that the buffer period would be so fast, only one month.

The old man was very reasonable.

Seeing that the time was ripe, he decisively pulled Yu Qiao and Wei Bo to form a small group, and asked them to have a formal dinner together the day before he left Yizhou.

On the one hand, it is to get Wei Bo back from the company. During the time of his recuperation, Wei Bo must have a place to shelter from the wind and rain.On the other hand, he also wanted to open the skylight and tell his father that there would be someone by his side in the future.

Unexpectedly, Yu Qiao immediately refused, saying that an old classmate whom he hadn't seen for 30 years came back from abroad tonight, and he would not return home if he was drunk.He also told Yu Hanguang and Wei Bo to have a good meal tonight, to get along with each other in peace, and not to quarrel.

Yu Hanguang thought it was funny, but he couldn't help but secretly happy.

The funny thing is, "Get along in harmony", what kind of ancient vocabulary is this from the last century?Looking back, after he and Wei Bo confirmed their relationship, there was no quarrel, let alone a small quarrel.

What is secretly happy is that Yu Qiao has officially admitted Wei Bo's identity by letting go of her mouth.

Thinking of this, he kept firing at Wei Bo: "How did you send your father-in-law away? Quickly recruit him."

"Wow, go to the study." Wei Bo smiled and didn't answer him. He went to the study and locked the door, then went to the bathroom to look for toiletries.

"Why didn't you bring your luggage?" Yu Hanguang knew what was going to happen next, his heart began to beat wildly, and his tone was vaguely expectant, "I will live here from now on."

The last time I was with Wei Bo was when I went to Chongzhou at night during the spring break.

Afterwards, the two were busy separately, and Yu Hanguang was hospitalized in an accident, which was delayed for another month.Only then did they discover that desire | time and energy are simply an "impossible triangle".

They are all in their twenties, full of energy and unable to pour into it.

A single spark started a prairie fire.

"Another day." Wei Bo's hazel pupils darkened suddenly as if he had inhaled the melting light of the living room.

He turned around, hugged Yu Hanguang who was walking forward, and clasped the butterfly bone tightly with his palm.

Sealed his breath with a kiss.

The breath on Wei Bo's lips smelled very good. It should be the lychee dessert that he ate after the meal just now.But the fiery breath clung to his ears, and his cold fingertips rubbed against the throbbing carotid artery.

Yu Hanguang shuddered in the double heaven, the voice on his lips changed: "Don't..."

Only half a syllable, but like a sodium thrown into the water.

don't hate me.

Wei Bo muttered silently in his heart, but tears gathered in his eyes unconsciously.

He tried again and again in constantly changing angles, as if he wanted to attack the other party's vulnerability, but also as if he was trying to cover up his own dead end.

The lost look sprinkled madness on the continuously heating water.

"Brother, don't stay here..." This madness is too unfamiliar, Yu Hanguang responded enthusiastically, but still couldn't help being stunned, "Go... go to the bath..."

The cheekbones were suddenly wet and cold, and were quickly brushed away by Wei Bo's fingertips; before he could react, there was another round of greed, with the despair of destroying everything.

The shower in the bathroom is hot, and the glass cubicle is foggy.

But Yu Hanguang felt like a fish washed ashore, almost dehydrated.

……

After putting the mobile phone on the back of the sofa, Yu Hanguang stared blankly at Wei Bo who had just taken a shower.

The wet hair was darker than usual; the brown pupils were clean and clear, and the remaining dopamine burned two red clouds under the black hair.

The two diametrically opposed temperaments of melancholy and lightness blend harmoniously in Wei Bo.

The mobile phone kept sending message notifications, Wei Bo took off his slippers, sat cross-legged on the sofa and joked: "As expected of us, Mr. Yu. The business is still so busy after vacation. Who is looking for you?"

After a hearty fight, Yu Hanguang couldn't be happy at all, and said gloomily, "Zhuang Chaofei. He's well-informed enough to know about me."

Wei Bo said: "The rollover accident is big news, he knows it's normal."

"It's not about this," Yu Hanguang straightened his legs, and his ankles touched the pure leather sofa cushions, feeling cool.

"Isn't the headset I pushed... not going well? Hey, he got so close to Chi Lan, he must know that I was cut by Lao Meng and Lao Zou, just now he asked me if I would like to go to Beikun!"

"I heard that Bei Kun has dug up many people in Aimeng, and this time the idea came to you?" Wei Bo asked.

"I guess they are very short of manpower. Bei Kun started to go to sea last month. I just logged on to the extranet. Zhuang Chaofei and his team have played several games in Europe and America, but the results are not good. Great. Look at him in a hurry."

Wei Bo said: "Not to mention other games, the ancient style of "Spirit of the Sea" is new to foreigners, but how to get them to accept it is a problem. It will take some time to develop, and the road will be long. "

Yu Hanguang sighed on the sofa: "In this industry, you chase after me. They are all [-]-meter sprinters. If you run two steps slower, you will be thrown away."

When he said this, his expression was calm, but Wei Bo's heart tightened.

His self-confident strategy at the beginning caused Yu Hanguang to suffer so much that he almost died. Not to mention, a dignified young executive of a game company has now fallen into a situation where he has been relieved of power in disguise.

Yu Hanguang couldn't see Wei Bo's sad expression, so he straightened up and wrapped his neck around his neck from behind: "Honey, I'm thinking, if we also made a sea back then, maybe it would be a different scene now."

Wei Bo covered the emotions in his eyes, turned his head and kissed Yu Hanguang's temples: "Let's not talk about this, do you want to watch a movie? I'll accompany you."

Yu Hanguang looked at the wall clock on the wall of the living room: "It's past ten o'clock, are you going to watch the midnight show? I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Just watch it at home." Wei Bo has already turned off the lights, adjusted the TV box, and handed Yu Hanguang an earphone, "It's too late, don't disturb the neighbors."

Yu Hanguang and Wei Bo have only been to the cinema once, and what they saw was the premiere of a commercial masterpiece of superheroes killing the world and saving the earth.

Tonight he discovered for the first time that Wei Bo, the flower of the high mountains, actually likes laughing and noisy musicals.

Conventional blues and jazz, conventional handsome men and beautiful women, conventional encounters, love and separation.

In the movie, the little-known keyboard player male protagonist and the small group female protagonist accompany each other, witnessing the bad state of trying hard but failing repeatedly, being hammered by life and unable to fight, until they broke up, they did not make a comeback.

It's cruel, but it's also very realistic. Fate is ruthlessly and forever separated like this.

There was no reunion after that.

Falling in love is easy, reunion is difficult.

But there is something magical about clichés.

People say they don't like it, but they can't help being fascinated and moved.

——Those who are obsessed with arrogance fall into the cliff, and the weak are reborn against the wind; passionate love compromises with cruel reality, and pure yearning perishes in despair.

Seeing the male protagonist singing "City of Stars, areyoushiningjustforme..." by the stone bridge, Yu Hanguang thought of his work for a moment, and tilted his body sullenly, and fell into Wei Bo's arms: "There is no star, no shining, and no happy ending .”

Unexpectedly, Wei Bo moved a little to the side, and conveniently filled the space between the two with a pillow.

Yu Hanguang rushed to nothing, fell on the pillow, and looked at him eagerly.

In the dark, but can't see clearly.

Wei Bo rolled his fingers over Yu Hanguang's side face, breathing long and quietly, but his voice was slightly hoarse: "If all the stories can have a happy ending, the meaning of the existence of the movie will be gone."

Under the sky, the clouds turned from crimson to deep purple, and every particle of dust in the air shone with a hazy luster, making the stone bridge look like a gray shadow standing silently.The night wind blew the male protagonist's white shirt slightly, and the humming of CityofStars continued.

It's just that the sound is getting smaller and smaller.

Yu Hanguang didn't hear what he meant, and still maintained a crooked posture, took off the earphones: "Huh? Why is there no sound. Are your earphones still powered?"

Weibo nodded.

Then a great loneliness seized him.

Yes.

For a pair of earphones, one of them always dies first.

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I heard that young couples who have watched "La La Land" and heard "City of Stars" together will eventually break up (bushi

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There will be a few sections of big swords in the future, first prepare some painkillers for the treasures, and I will take it easy when the time comes~