The strongest game production method

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After getting off the plane, before leaving the terminal, Yu Hanguang made a phone call and announced his relationship with Wei Bo to his parents.

It was the summer vacation, Gu Shanshan was on vacation, and Yu Qiao had plenty of time after retirement, so the two rushed to Yizhou happily.

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The two-meter wide bed suddenly ushered in a brand new double pillow and quilt cover, as well as a lost and found hostess.

Even Wo'erwo has become a very intelligent artificial mentally retarded, who can sweep the floor without knocking over teacups, turn on the air conditioner and never adjust the wrong mode; he can even give Wei Bo a hand when cooking. He is a fried kitchen star, and the heavy responsibility of feeding the three mouths naturally falls on Wei Bo.

Yu Qiao and Wei Bo solved the misunderstanding a year ago, and the two lost men who had no job cherished each other and played games every day.Ms. Gu is busy with social activities and always meets her old classmates in Yizhou for tea.And Yu Hanguang has been working hard in Aimeng for so long, except last year when he took a one-month rest for recuperating from illness, he has never taken a vacation; he knows that now is a good time to "restart the dead machine", so he simply took the time off he saved together with the annual leave Come down, hold your arms at home and watch two big men play black.

Life is a waste of time, it is noisy and tacky, but also reassuring and warm.

"Yes, I see sunshine everywhere, happiness over the city..."

"Teacher Wei, why are you pulling out my earphones?" Yu Hanguang was in a good mood, listening to the song and looking at the rapidly retreating woods outside the window, he was suddenly interrupted, and looked up suspiciously.

Wei Bo just came back from the dining car in the middle section of the high-speed railway. Hearing this, he looked at Yu Hanguang's blushing cheeks and bloodshot eyes, with his palm spread out, revealing two white pills: "Take your medicine by the time."

With dark circles under his eyes, Yu Hanguang scratched the red wind clusters behind his ears: "Have a drink with the old man, I have a small allergy, it's not a big problem."

Knowing that the two of them are going to Lingshui today, Yu Qiao specially took out the aged wine that she had kept privately last night, so that the family of four must have a few drinks.Said it was a small drink, but Yu Qiao was the first to smell really good. When the two of them pushed the suitcase out, they were lying on the bed as drunk as mud and fell asleep.

"Don't scratch." Wei Bo slapped his paws off, and then touched his forehead, "He's still running a low-grade fever. Being sick is no small matter, just take your medicine when it's time."

"Bitter..." The white pill jumped, blurred, and deformed in his eyes—it's not that he didn't want to take it, but the medicine didn't have a sugar coating. He was hungover last night and had a low-grade fever today, so he couldn't swallow it.

Although he bought a business seat, the ventilation in the high-speed rail was not smooth, and the faint smell wafting from the toilet at the junction of the carriages made him feel sick to his already feverish body.

Wei Bo stretched out his other hand behind his back: "After taking the medicine, I allow you to smell it."

After seeing Yu Hanguang frowning and swallowing the pills with his own eyes, Wei Bo opened the coffee cup with a smile.

Only then did Yu Hanguang relax his convulsed cheeks like an addict | gentleman, tried his best to breathe evenly, and began to control his mobile phone.

"You're on vacation, don't look at your phone." Wei Bo sat down next to him, his eyes closed like an old monk in meditation, "President Yu, heal your illness with peace of mind, and don't worry about it."

Yu Hanguang turned off the screen, tilted his side face, and said unconvinced: "I won't watch it. I don't know who it is. When I'm not at work, I worry about it every day. I talk to my old man about the future of VR games. Now I'm in charge. Oh, tsk tsk, really being taken by the old man is very fatherly."

Wei Bo leaned on the headrest of the seat and smiled, his body swaying slightly from side to side with the shaking high-speed rail.

Seeing that Wei Bo's eyes hadn't been opened, Yu Hanguang quietly turned on the screen again as if he was copying his homework under the eyes of the teacher in charge.

Wei Bo actually misunderstood, he was sending a message to Wei Li.

【Lili＿wei】:【Brother Han Guang, it’s absolutely fine, raise your eyebrows.jpg】

[Flower Butterfly]: [It's about your happiness and your career in the next 50 years, Brother Han Guang, so be cautious. 】

After typing, he anxiously stared at the gift box on the luggage rack.

Ever since he decided to go to Lingshui, Yu Hanguang went to the shopping website when he had nothing to do, and piously typed the words [what middle-aged and elderly aunts like], [gifts for mother-in-law], [preferred gifts for elders] and so on.

When we meet for the first time, how do we make a good impression on Lu Yun, the mother of the Wei family?

flowers?tea?lipstick?Book?or bag?

Send a set of books.Auntie is also a teacher, she must love reading as much as Ms. Gu...

Bag.Yes, the bag is omnipotent, girls say that the bag cures all diseases...

For a few days, Yu Hanguang would kick Wei Bo out of the quilt in the middle of the night, and whispered in his ear, "What does our mother like?"

According to Wei Bo, Yu Hanguang didn't need to prepare anything, and when he arrived, it was the most solemn intention.

Where can I go?

If he really came to the door empty-handed, it would be a joke.

He also asked Gu Shanshan, and Ms. Gu held up a copy of "A Dream of Red Mansions" and told him the mystery of giving gifts to female elders-the pampered old lady of the Jia family, who loves sweet and rotten food and listens to lively dramas.

What does the Riddler Ms. Gu mean?

Going to sign up for a crash course in folk art now, is it too late?

【Lili＿wei】: 【Put your heart in your belly, other people's daughter is the mother's little padded jacket, I am different, I am my mother's military coat. 】

After returning to China, Wei Bo also explained to his sister that Wei Li and Chi Lan are urban beauties in the new era, and he is not surprised by their relationship, and sincerely wishes them well.

Wei Li went even further. Recently, she received a big headhunting order from a well-known visual design company. After learning that most of the outstanding designers are non-straight men, she had the cheek to find Yu Hanguang who had been hiding for a year. In general, I begged Yu Hanguang to introduce her to people.

Today's little girls are so cruel when they start their careers?

How could Huadie let go of the great opportunity and use it as a "threat" to ask Wei Li "what does our mother like".

Only then did I get valuable gossip.

【Lili＿wei】:【My mother doesn’t have many hobbies after she retires. Writing big characters counts as one, just send me a pen, ink, paper and inkstone】

The gift box is neatly wrapped in dark green gold crepe paper, which is atmospheric and low-key.

It matches the "Shengyun Inkstone" inside very well.

It turned out that Wei's mother liked calligraphy.

After hearing this, Yu Hanguang felt that he and Wei Bo should be a natural match.

Isn’t it a coincidence that Lucheng relies on mountains to eat mountains, and its geology is unique. In addition to tea, it is also rich in inkstones.In ancient times, there were great calligraphers who said that the inkstone here "breathes the air to create clouds, and the water will not dry up" (1).Yu Hanguang contacted a friend from his hometown who was in the inkstone business on IM, and quickly placed an order for several expensive Shengyun inkstones, ready to make "our mother" smile.

After Gu Shanshan learned about this, she changed from a riddle person to a king of assists. She found a famous calligrapher classmate and asked for a pair of calligraphy. After carefully mounting and sealing the box, she asked Yu Hanguang to take it to Lingshui.

[Flower Butterfly]: [... I'm just talking, I'll push some resumes for you later, let's have a good talk with them]

[Lili_wei]: [Mr. Yu, big picture!Mr. Yu, don’t worry, if something goes wrong, my brother will be on the back, witty.jpg]

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Lingshui is not as developed as Yizhou, and the city is also small; you can go around the city in less than an hour by taxi.The newly built commercial housing and pedestrian streets are out of place among the low-rise buildings, which is a common sight in every small northern city.

Yu Hanguang closed the car window and shrugged his nose uncomfortably—there was yellowish haze in the air, and occasionally there was a pungent smell—when he came by high-speed train, he saw many chemical plants with tall chimneys around him, which should be their masterpieces.

"Hey, uncle, you're going the wrong way!" He looked forward through the mud-stained taxi window and said to the driver, "After passing Zhenling Road, turn right to Lingzhong Avenue."

Listening to them speaking Mandarin, the driver thought he was a foreigner, so he thought of taking a detour. At this time, Yu Hanguang pointed it out bluntly, and turned the steering wheel in displeasure.

"You seem to be very familiar with this place?" Wei Bosong let go of the large bouquet he just bought at the flower shop, "Come here?"

"No, didn't you just read the map?" Yu Hanguang was slightly relieved by the sweet fragrance of the flowers.He blushed and wiped his sweat, his arms trembling from time to time.

Wei Bo caught this subtle tension, and silently grabbed his hand: "My mother won't make things difficult for you."

Yu Hanguang persisted: "What if it's difficult?"

Wei Bo said calmly, "There is me."

The car drove to the suburbs and finally stopped in front of a small courtyard.

When Yu Hanguang was still in the car, he saw that the front of the courtyard was spotless. The old-fashioned iron fence door had already been opened, and the latch on the door bolt jingled with the breeze, like the music box he had heard when he was a child.

When the elders and the younger meet, the emotional effects are mutual. Presumably Wei's mother was just as excited as he was.

He has always been very confident in his appearance and clothes, but at this moment he shaved his hair uneasily, brushed the dust off his shirt, and asked Wei Bo: "Is it okay?"

Wei Bo sneered: "It can't be changed."

The two got out of the car and took out the suitcase and large and small gifts from the trunk.Wei Bo deliberately picked up other heavy items, leaving only the gift box of Shengyun Inkstone and the bouquet in his hand to his boyfriend.

Yu Hanguang held a large carnation in his arms, the plump pink and white petals blooming bustlingly, half of his guilty face was covered by thick clouds.He followed Wei Bo quickly to the door, ready to bring out the greeting that had been in his mind thousands of times.

Lu Yun has been sitting on the sofa in the living room, his eyes switching back and forth between the TV and the fruit crisps carefully arranged on the coffee table.

The weather is so nice recently, the sky is blue, and the air is full of sweet and fruity fragrance.

Just like my 30 years of gloomy life, from the day when my son said he wanted to "bring his lover home to have a look", he kept his eyes open.

Hearing that people like the fruits grown at home, she cut off the biggest and plump grapes in the small courtyard several days in advance before dawn, and put them in the well; the son also said that the "lover" called her to eat The halva made by herself, she has been carefully preparing since yesterday, and the sesame and peanuts are carefully selected one by one.

The fish I just bought is still in the pool, and the chicken soup is boiled at five o'clock in the morning.

Oh, by the way, it's the first time the girl comes to the door, don't forget the red envelopes pressed under the sofa later...

She put her fingers on the remote control unconsciously, but the TV had been turned to mute at some point.

Hearing the sound of a car approaching the door, Lu Yun hurriedly put down the remote control and went out to greet him with his skirt gathered.

There is wind when walking.

Deng Deng ran to the door, Lu Yun's complexion turned from red to white.

The smile froze on his face.

Why did the son bring a...boy home?

This is the "lover" in his mouth?

Yu Hanguang stood outside the door, slightly lowered the bouquet, and showed a signature smile that he had practiced in the mirror for countless times: "Hello, Auntie, I'm Yu..."

He was the best at observing words and expressions, and when he saw Lu Yun looking straight at him, he instantly understood everything.

Yu Hanguang's smile also froze on his face.

Under the glare of the sun, Yu Hanguang felt his eyelids turn black in the almost blinding whiteness, but his forehead and chin were like a brush in an ink wash pool, and the pink gradually spread.

He suddenly covered his chest with his palm, but his beating heart could no longer hold it back.

Oops!

It's the feeling of myocardial infarction!

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(1) It is borrowed from Mi Fu's statement describing "She inkstone" in "The History of Inkstone".

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The first few sections were a bit heavy, but the past two days have been fun & the chickens and dogs are jumping a bit haha