The strongest game production method

"What did you say? You say it again?"

Yu Hanguang pressed down the smart watch that was squeaking because of the tachycardia, and angrily kicked Wo'erwo to the study to sweep the floor.

At this moment, he was leaning on the sofa, looked at Wei Bo in disbelief, and said angrily, "Did Zhou Xiaosheng leak "Your 99 Stories" to that pheasant studio?"

"Just to take 10,000+ yuan to pay off the debt? Damn, this idiot..."

The headlights in the living room were all turned on, and the final episode of "Brain Hunting Project" was playing back on the TV, but Yu Hanguang felt that his eyes were dark, and blurted out swear words that he seldom uttered after work.

Wei Bo took out the mobile phone from his sweater pocket and put it on the coffee table: "Yes, you can listen to the recording."

"He asked me out this afternoon, and he recruited everything. I didn't believe it at first, so I checked the details of the computer password with you."

After speaking, he dragged Yu Hanguang's computer over from the coffee table: "You should change the password first. Zhou Xiaosheng can guess it, and so can the others, so be a little defensive."

"Yuhanguang1023—the full spelling of the name plus the date of birth, no matter how capitalized the first letter is, the safety factor is equal to zero."

Yu Hanguang stared at the computer.

Because only work files are stored in it, there is no personal content, so the password is extremely simple.Even the desktop is his favorite map of the starry sky, and it has never been changed since the moment it was turned on and set up.

Although he has always been meticulous, he feels that there is no need to set up a password that even he has to think about for a long time. It is enough to move bricks every day, and there is no need to stumbling himself in these aspects.

This computer has been with me for three or four years. It was the top configuration when I bought it, and it is still smooth and easy to use today, like a quick knife.

Knives, computers, and even people are all the same.

The easier it is, the easier it is to hurt yourself.

Yu Hanguang still couldn't recover from his anger and frustration, he slammed down the edge of the sofa and suppressed his anger forcefully: "I've been looking for someone all day, and I almost got through the phone, why is he Instead, contacted you?"

Wei Bo turned sideways, put his palm on his shoulder, and said in a calm tone, "Now I'm telling you, you can get so angry; how dare Zhou Xiaosheng see you directly."

Zhou Xiaosheng came to Aimeng after graduation, and has been partnering with Yu Hanguang in the company; life and death are not counted, and there are even occasional quarrels at work; but after all, he is used to bickering, and the feelings of sharing joys and sorrows in the past few years will never be erased in his life.

For a moment, Yu Hanguang really wanted to rush to the office at the speed of light and throw Zhou Xiaosheng from the window of his workstation.

He shook Wei Bo's hand, and after recalling the ins and outs that Wei Bo just figured out, he gradually calmed down, but his chest was still depressed: "So, in the beginning, it was because he borrowed some usury?"

Wei Bo took him into his arms, shook his head and said, "In the beginning, it was because he was a little greedy."

"Zhou Xiaosheng likes to collect VR headsets. When money is tight, he goes to give lectures online. During the lecture, he met a scammer from a financial management channel. He was deceived by the pie in the sky. The stocks he bought were quickly locked up, so he went to borrow again. Consumer loan." He said unhurriedly.

Yu Hanguang was angry: "How can there be pie in the sky? They are all traps that can smash people's heads through."

"This kind of consumer loan is actually a usury loan, and it's shady. I calculated it, and the annual rate is higher than 20%. The snowball got bigger and bigger, and Zhou Xiaosheng was cornered, so he sold "99." Wei Bo's eyes Lifting up, looking at the bright chandelier, "Hey, unlike big greed, small greed is more likely to trigger a chain reaction."

"Actually, he didn't need to come to me at all. Since he said it, he was greedy enough and felt ashamed."

Listening to the beating of Wei Bo's carotid artery, and thinking that Zhou Xiaosheng must have been tortured recently, the gloomy look on Yu Hanguang's face faded a bit, and he sighed: "This kid is going astray. Damn it! There's something hateful about it."

"It's a hateful person, there is always something pitiful." The amber in Wei Bo's eyes flashed with the lights.

Most people think that poor people must have something to hate, and the reverse is also true.

If a person is hated by others, it is often not all the fault of this person.

It is precisely because of his pity that it is easy to make wrong choices continuously and get stuck every step of the way-the tighter the space for breathing, the more difficult it is to make rational choices.

Just like animals that are about to drown in the water, they mistakenly think that catching duckweed on the water can save their lives.

The "Brain Hunting Project" on TV has finished, without the white noise as the background, Yu Hanguang's emotional ups and downs were too violent just now, and now he suddenly feels that his ears have been drained.

Only frustration collided in my heart, echoing round after round of heavy and disorderly echoes.

He seemed lost, he raised his head recklessly, wrapped his arms around Wei Bo's neck, and moved his lips to touch his special place.

Seeing that Wei Bo was still frowning and Feng was thoughtful, Yu Hanguang got excited for a moment, like a little beast that saw the prey escape from its claws, with a bit of stalking momentum, it rubbed straight into Wei Bo's arms, grabbing him greedily. body odor.

Wei Bo tilted his head, tapped his cheekbones with his lips as if making up for it, and said, "There are two things I still haven't figured out."

Yu Hanguang cast his eyes on Wei Bo's side face: "?"

"Sun Han," Wei Bo said, "Sun Han has a problem."

This sudden name made Yu Hanguang confused, and the arm hooking Wei Bo's neck was slowly released: "?"

"During the afternoon chat, Zhou Xiaosheng mentioned inadvertently that he borrowed money on the lending platform after being introduced by a colleague who had been friends with him in the company." Wei Bo said, "This person may be Sun Han."

"Otherwise their relationship wouldn't have taken a turn for the worse."

Although it was the first time, with Zhou Xiaosheng's experience and ability, and the fact that he and Sun Han were very close before, calling each other "Brother Han" affectionately, it was a matter of course to find a colleague from the product group to cooperate and establish a project.

Sudden being targeted by the product group, and the project was frustrated for no reason——Yu Hanguang suddenly realized the reason behind it.

"Secondly, if it's not the first time for Zhou Xiaosheng, then everything will be right—" Wei Bo narrowed his eyes, suddenly realized, "Last year."

"At last year's project meeting, there was a game that collided with "Lonely Cracking Ice"."

He let Yu Hanguang hang on his body, leaned forward and took the phone from the coffee table, opened the recording software and adjusted the progress.

In the noisy background of the cafe, Zhou Xiaosheng's voice was urgent and hoarse: "Mr. Wei, what should I do? I know I made a mistake again. This time there is really no way..."

Wei Bo said to Yu Hanguang: "Did you hear that, 'again'."

Yu Hanguang calmed down, spread out the thoughts of a pile of balls of yarn in his head, and quickly figured out: "Sun Han did the short track speed skating. I was surprised at the time that although the skins were different, the two No matter how you look at the game, it looks like it was carved out of a mold."

Wei Bo said: "Later, Sun Han stopped the game for no reason. I guess there are two possibilities, or he is guilty, and the bigger possibility is that he can't continue - because they copied this game."

"In other words, Xiaosheng had made a deal with Sun Han at that time, and he did something to my computer." Yu Hanguang smiled wryly, ""Cracking Ice" was still a small project at the time, its future was uncertain, and I didn't know How much did he sell for?"

"I'm really blind..."

His fingers relentlessly tugged at Wei Bo's sleeve, but Yu Hanguang was so mentally exhausted that he didn't have the strength to speak anymore.

He sometimes felt that Zhou Xiaosheng was so active in his mind that if he really started playing games, his future development might be much better than his own.

It is precisely because he is too flexible and used to playing tricks in small places, that he will suffer big losses in the long run.

But no one is perfect and his flaws are not hidden—he intends to give Zhou Xiaosheng a chance, and even intends to completely entrust "Lonely Cracking Ice" to him. Zhou Xiaosheng wants to start a project on his own, and he also makes a point or two.

Originally thought that I could play the role of a guiding light, but after thousands of calculations, I never expected that this drama is called "Darkness under the Light".

And almost lost himself too.

It shows that the words "people's hearts are hard to guard" are always waiting for an opportunity, and when a person is most swollen, he will be smashed to the head and explode.

"What else do you want to ask? I'll ask him when he leaves."

Wei Bo looked at Yu Hanguang's trembling eyelashes - like crow's feathers washed by rain, extremely thick and deep.

As if sensing some kind of uncontrollable anxiety, he lowered his head and kissed Yu Hanguang's lips forcefully.

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There is a big cutie who guessed right. Xiaoyu's stepmother, Ms. Gu, mentioned that Xiaoyu is a Libra and Scorpio, and 1023 is her birthday.

Some of the previous mysteries are gradually being solved.

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I'm really sorry, I wanted to write more today, but the company has a colleague with a red code. As a close contact, I do nucleic acid, arrange work, and organize colleagues to do nucleic acid... I have been tossing for a long time... I will make up for it on the weekend (bow