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【Chaosi wasteland】.

At the end of the two-hour task time, the six guests returned here under the guidance of the siren's singing.

Pan Shen didn't know when he also slid over silently, his mechanical body stopped, and he looked at the bright part of the sky together with the siren siren.

The next moment, the thick clouds in the sky seemed to pass through a sieve, and the sky suddenly brightened. Countless dazzling rays of light cast from top to bottom, piercing through the fog, causing everyone to squint their eyes subconsciously.

After a burst of intense light that could pause one's consciousness flashed past the eyelids, a huge holographic projection suddenly appeared above the wasteland——

The gorgeous woman in the projection is surrounded by the diffuse sea mist, the long silver hair and the tulle she wears are fluttering with the sea breeze, the tulle is constantly changing between moon white, sky blue and sea blue, and it is full of brilliance; the translucent Black clouds that kept wandering were reflected in the light blue eyes, and two tears that were about to fall hung from the corners of the eyes.

"Tethys..." Compared with this figure, the Siren Siren looked small and at a loss. She restrained herself a lot and lowered her head respectfully.

The sea god Tethys finally appeared.

At the same time, large and small eddies condensed on the surface of the sea. Thetis crossed his arms and stuck to his chest. In the heavy sea fog, his tone was calm and majestic: "Famous son of the sea, let me listen to your dreams, Interpret your wish, let it run towards the turbulent sea, towards its lifeblood."

Wei Bo reacted quickly, knowing that he had just won the first place, and it was Sea God who asked him to make a wish!

The other five people backed away tacitly. He stood at the front, calmed down, and let out a quick breath: "My wish..."

Wei Li: "Brother! What are you stuck at the critical moment!"

Chi Lan: "Teacher Wei, don't worry about emotional value right now, hurry up and say it..."

[What is the wish of the child of the ocean?

The third season of "The New Land: Desert Island Life from Zero"

see or leave]

Wei Li looked at the big characters at the end of the show, crushed the milk tea cup with his hands, and pouted dissatisfiedly: "I've watched so many variety shows, but I've never seen one who put the finale away to make a fool of himself! Brother Lian I'm afraid it will be sprayed into a sieve by netizens..."

Yu Hanguang muttered: "Woodpecker... When was that kid Lian Chang ever afraid of this!"

"Lian Chang is a bold person with a high level of art. He wants to hit the iron while the iron is hot and bring the popularity of the third season." Chi Lan had just checked the trending search, and [Life on a Deserted Island Season [-]] had already rushed to the top of the list, so she said, "This season The response is so good, Mr. Wei, I heard that the next season's script is all OK, and casting will be cast soon, so he will definitely look for you again."

At this time, Yu Hanguang no longer shied away, still wrapped Wei Bo's neck affectionately, and said proudly in the expressions of the two girls' dog food all over their faces: "That can't be done, our teacher Wei will return to Aimeng next time, The road is long and long, and there are many things waiting for Teacher Wei to do! Teacher Wei, tell yourself, do you want to be an executive of a game company, or a variety show in the entertainment industry?"

Unexpectedly, Wei Bo's eyes were so still that he could not see the waves, and there was a rare and unpredictable darkness in his eyes.He opened his lips slightly and was about to say something when the phone rang.

……

Wei Bo went to the study room to answer the phone for more than half an hour, and when he returned to the living room, he found that Chi Lan and Wei Li didn't want to make light bulbs anymore, and had already left quickly and went back to their respective homes.

Yu Hanguang sorted the leftovers from the four people into two trash cans according to dry and wet categories, without raising his head: "Who are you flirting with behind my back?"

"Boss Fu, Fu Mingyue." Wei Bo said seriously, uncharacteristically.

Yu Hanguang paused when he cleaned up the dishes.

"Boss Fu is coming to Yizhou for a business trip tomorrow, and wants to meet me." Wei Bo put his phone on the dining table, but he didn't leave his hands, but propped his hands on the table with a heavy heart.

Yu Hanguang already felt that he was not in the right state, so he walked over and made a joke: "In the last variety show, you and Mr. Fu became close friends? Come on, where are you tomorrow? I'll be with you."

Wei Bo hesitated abnormally: "...Mr. Fu specifically stated that he wants to meet me alone."

Only then did Yu Hanguang stop smiling: "What did he ask you to do?"

Wei Bo was silent for a moment, then shook his head expressionlessly.

Then he picked up the phone from his pocket, and his tone was unusually twitchy: "Actually, in the finale of "Life on a Deserted Island 2", my wish was..."

Yu Hanguang followed the sound and looked at his cell phone.

It was a rough first draft of the video, the angle was behind several guests, it should be recorded by Wei Bo commissioned by an NPC islander or a crew member; because there is no sound receiving equipment, the background sound is noisy.

In the picture, Wei Bo said in the howling sea breeze: "My wish comes from inspiration and love, and this inspiration and love come from my boyfriend."

He didn't look directly into the divine eyes of Thetis, the god of the sea, but turned to Mingyue and said, "Mr. Fu, if I have a need, you must grant me a wish, and you cannot go back on your word."

"That's my wish."

Although there is no script for this variety show, is this amateur guest's head burned? How could he play cards so out of routine? ? ?

The staff of the program team who adjusted the holographic projection were probably shocked, and could not continue to carry out the operation—the sea god Thetis and the siren siren, as if they had been given sunflower acupuncture, were frozen on the spot, and the rays of light that had gathered into a group scattered and escaped.

Even Pan Shen seemed to show signs of procedural disorder, and remained silent.

Yu Hanguang was surprised: "...Brother! You are too daring, didn't Lian Chang ask you to re-record?"

Wei Bo shook his head: "Lian Chang originally wanted to re-record the finale, but he stopped for some reason. But even if I re-recorded, I can't get back the feeling at that time."

No wonder Lian Chang sold it out and was unwilling to release the finale, but pushed it to the third season.

If you have to do something, you really can't.

Wei Bo came out in front of the national audience and threatened the other guests. If he hadn't pinched the reel, he would have smashed the signboard of the big IP "Life on a Deserted Island" if he released it!

But suddenly, a strange feeling rises from the depths of his mind inexplicably—he is like a traveler who has trekked in the ice and snow, he is only half-breathed in the cold, and Wei Bo's two words are like a cluster of flames, which are extremely ironic. Tenderly baked his heart.

Wei Bo said: "Since Mr. Fu is looking for me tomorrow, I plan to talk to him about the project. Anyway, he owes me a wish."

"Twisted melons are not sweet, don't force yourself too much." Yu Hanguang took off the disposable gloves, and gently touched the side of his face with the index fingers of both hands like a kitten stepping on milk, "I may not be able to deal with Zhongtian Capital, I will go Just think of other ways, is there only one Fu Mingyue in the world?"

Wei Bo quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him closer: "Not necessarily."

Weibo arrived at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel half an hour early.As soon as the front foot stepped into the door of the cafe, the back foot was recognized by several waiters, and they awkwardly took a photo with the star-eyed fans of "Desert Island Life 2".

At this moment, in order to relieve the tension and doubts, his fingers are unconsciously brushing the emails from the algorithm forum.

With a sideways glance, he spotted a pair of black homespun shoes.

He quickly put away his cell phone, stood up and said, "Boss Fu."

Fu Mingyue put her hands in her pockets, wearing a pair of Heichao that covered half of her face, unable to see the expression in her eyes.Without taking his hands out of his pockets, he sat directly opposite Wei Bo, leaned against the back of the sofa, and looked down at the two bottles of sparkling water on the table: "Xiao Wei, didn't expect that I would find you?"

His movements seemed to be casual, but his momentum affected the air in a three-square-meter radius.Even the little sparrow, which was originally parked by the window looking for food, silently put away its fluffy belly and flew away.

Wei Bo pinched his chin with his fingers, his knuckles turned white from the squeeze: "No."

Quickly added: "But sooner or later we will meet, because you owe me a wish."

Fu Mingyue seems to be born with the ability to be anti-client, watching Wei Bo's actions with great interest, and has already made a prediction: "Your wish is to let Zhongtian invest in your new project?"

"Although nine out of ten projects are cold, business investment is normal, but I can't hand over the PE (1) money to someone who is trying to come to me, but is full of words." He continued in a deep voice.

Variety shows have more or less performance elements, but Fu Mingyue kept her promise and raised her wish on her own initiative, which surprised Wei Bo.He didn't intend to go around in circles with Fu Mingyue, and besides, he wouldn't be the old fox's opponent, so he said bluntly: "Mr. Fu, Han Guang...Mr. Yu who loves dream games, he's not talking about running the train, he has already sent the business plan to BP." It's in your mailbox."

Seeing Fu Mingyue frowned and took a sip of sparkling water, he was afraid that Fu Mingyue might misunderstand, and said again: "We learned about your email address from your business card."

"You might as well think about it." For some reason, Wei Bo intuitively felt that the oppressive aura around him was gradually fading, and he simply opened the skylight to speak brightly, "Mr. Fu, when you first recorded the program, you told me that choice is more important than hard work. You still remember?"

Fu Mingyue put down the sparkling water and took off her glasses at the same time, the dark green glass reflected his slightly squinted eyes.This look is very special, even if it is a very small wandering, people can't help but think about it.

Wei Bo paused for a moment, but decided to speak: "Actually, this sentence is not entirely true."

With his elbows on his thighs, he was very sincere: "A good choice requires great effort. You rejected us without even thinking about it. I don't think this is what a good investor would do." What happened."

"Xiaowei, tell me, who is the seed user of your project?" Fu Mingyue stopped leaning back, but straightened up, and a bunch of interested eyes circled Wei Bo.He also put his hands back into his pockets, as if rubbing something.

The words just now were too sharp. After he uttered them, Wei Bo expected that Fu Mingyue would avoid answering them, but he never expected that the investment tycoon would launch a surprise attack and directly ask him the details of the project.

However, however.

However, it seems that there is an electric current passing straight from the hippocampus in his brain, and all the way to the tricuspid valve with sparks and lightning. Collide.

He coughed several times: "You...you are..."

The memory that had been dusty for nine years received an activation order.

At the hackathon of Jinhai University that year, he made an app for automatic dispensing of medicines. The code was perfect, and the demo sample with the drone hardware ran smoothly and naturally.

But it was defeated by the sentence "Who is the seed user of your project?"

At that time, the labor cost of the hospital was not as high as it is now. In the eyes of the judges, this automatic dispensing procedure seemed redundant, so he had to come in second.

A postgraduate student in his early twenties, who is a fledgling student alone, can get this ranking, which is not bad.

He is very content.

However, however.

However, the major events that happened to me in my youth will leave a deep imprint on others, and the influence of this imprint will continue to be fully reflected in my subsequent life.

It was precisely the harsh questions from the judge back then that to some extent extinguished his enthusiasm for starting a business, and turned into an ordinary social animal in a big factory who needed to write codes and fix bugs, integrating into rental houses, subway entrances, and office buildings. Those billowing people with blurred faces | in the stream.

In his later life, he no longer had the self-confidence to be deviant and independent.

Only now did Wei Bo realize that Fu Mingyue was the one who questioned him at the Jinhai University Hackathon back then!

"Long time no see." Fu Mingyue was not surprised by his expression, and even prepared for it, with a small smile on the corner of her mouth:

"Xiao Wei, are you all right?"

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(1) PE: Private Equity, a private equity fund, just treat it as money borrowed from private hands.

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For the fate between Xiaowei and Mr. Fu, please refer to Chapter 11 "Unexplainable Love" (this spans more than 100 chapters of fate)