The strongest game production method

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"He is my boyfriend."

Yu Hanguang repeated it, and specially emphasized the word "he".

These six words are both full of information and lethality, and combined with his broken expression, the effect is much stronger than the landslide during the day——

Yu Qiao and Gu Shanshan stood still in place, Yu Qiao's hand holding the glasses even stopped at the side of her face, forgetting to put it down.

Silence sealed the single room.

……do my best?I pretended.

Yu Hanguang secretly delighted.

I dare not talk about other advantages, but he has full confidence in his plan and move; even the tactical eyes are well prepared.

He Weibo has developed to this stage, he has long wanted to push people out in front of his father and stepmother.

——I didn't plan to keep it a secret, and I couldn't hide it.

The second elder came to Yizhou, a rare opportunity, his original plan was to strike while the iron was hot during dinner.Even if he can't find an opportunity to cross the road, it is very easy for him to explore the word.

Unexpectedly, this accident happened out of thin air.

The ultimate variable hides the ultimate opportunity.

Although the heavy rain and the collision of the carriage disrupted the plan, it made his head spin faster.

When Yu Hanguang was helping the pillow, he made it clear whether or not to speak and how to speak.

"Son, are you feeling unwell? The doctor said that you might have a headache..." Although Gu Shanshan was not as surprised as he thought, she was still anxious to smooth things over.

That's right, such an accident happened to me. In the eyes of my father and stepmother, it couldn't be more reasonable to have a complete understanding and reveal the secret hidden in my heart to the public.

Yu Qiao turned her head immediately, her face darkened again, and the clouds outside the window seemed to pale in comparison: "You..."

Yu Hanguang still leaned on the pillow, not feeling scared or worried.

The father's love like a mountain just now is too abnormal, this is the way of getting along with his father that he knows very well.And the best way to make the father forget the embarrassing scene of deep love between father and son is "path coverage".

Play out of line.

Anyway, in the eyes of my father, I have been outstanding enough since I was a child, and I am not afraid to do it again.

Besides, this time it's extra plus——

gay.

He expected that Yu Qiao would show his face in shame.

Although he didn't get along with Yu Qiao, he had fought protracted battles for more than 20 years and had rich experience; Yu Hanguang knew his father's temperament thoroughly.

This game of chess is difficult to play, but it is by no means a dead end.His move is to attack him unprepared, and it has been planned for a long time.

Almost 21 years have passed in the 30st century. Although this kind of news is shocking, it is not uncommon whether it is online or in life.

What's more, their father and son are not in the same city, each has their own work and life circles, and they usually don't contact each other once in 800 years; when their father returns to Lucheng to digest for a few months, there is a high probability that he will understand and accept it.

"You guys are going too far." Yu Qiao suppressed her voice and paused every word.

He was a little dazed again, as if it wasn't his son who was hit on the head in this ward, but his father.

Yu Qiao was about to approach the hospital bed, but Gu Shanshan grabbed her arm and said, "Xiao Wei, give me your phone number, please take care of Han Guang here. I will go out with his father to find a dry cleaner, and I will contact you later. "

After speaking, she followed the number reported by Wei Bo and saved the number at the speed of light; then pushed the confused Yu Qiao out of the door with lightning speed.

...Looks like it's been played off?

Yu Hanguang was a little worried again.

Yu Qiao beat him, scolded him, and treated him coldly.In his more than 20 years of life, it was the first time he heard his father say that he was "too much".

Before he had time to think about it, he heard a voice:

"You scared me to death."

The tone was calm.

But it was different from the calmness when he heard the calluses in his ears, and there was a slight tremor in his voice, with some imperceptible self-blame.Like the fleeting warm sunshine in the interval between two rainstorms.

"You scare me to death!"

Wei Bo pinched his thigh to confirm that this is the real world, not a dream.

The torrential rain in his heart had been brewing for a long time, and now it fell into his eyes.

"I'm not willing to scare you to death," Yu Hanguang looked at Wei Bo's gradually moist red eye circles, and rubbed his boyfriend's hair with his other free paw, "Huluhulumao, I can't be scared."

"I'm sorry..." Wei Bo's voice also choked up.

It may be because of running around all the way, his hair is messed up and down in several pieces, and there are still two dull hairs standing on the back of his head.

Yu Hanguang ran his fingers through his hair, and carefully combed it along the crevices: "You can't predict that something will happen to me."

"Also, it's okay in the future, don't keep telling me you're sorry." He turned his palm up and held Wei Bo's hand back.

Wei Bo was very strange, and said stubbornly, "I'm sorry."

Hearing the deep meaning of the pun, Yu Hanguang smiled at Wei Bo: "It doesn't matter, you'll know sooner or later, I'm a quick knife to cut through the mess, 咻咻咻——" He pointed at the sword and waved it in the air.

Wei Bo was still looking at the red spots on his face, his pupils were in deep focus, and his expression like a puwei swayed into Yu Hanguang's heart.

"It's really okay," Yu Hanguang suddenly said dryly, "The old man just couldn't figure it out for a while, he's not so fragile."

"But……"

Yu Hanguang sighed inwardly, helped him straighten the dull hair on the back of his head, weighed the words on his lips several times, and still said: "Our old Yu family is just an ordinary family. This gene is not very sharp, you Look, not only is it not sharp, but it often has minor problems such as allergies. Our family has no throne to inherit; if there is, my uncle’s IQ is much higher than my dad’s. I had a baby last year."

"Don't worry, I have them all."

Only then did Wei Bo gently hold his face in his hands, and kissed Qiong Yao in return.

"No, obviously I'm the patient, why did I comfort you for so long." Yu Hanguang pretended to be angry, "Mr. Wei, I'm thirsty, I want to drink coffee!"

"I'll go to the vending cabinet now, wait for me." Wei Bo reacted and got up eagerly.

"You don't want canned or instant ones," Yu Hanguang waved his index finger, and said solemnly and arrogantly, "The beans should be freshly ground, doubleshoot, without milk."

In the middle of the night, he is an aborigine of a planet who can't sleep well, so he naturally knows that the consequence of drinking coffee is to play disco until dawn.

He just wanted to distract Wei Bo for a while, call Ms. Gu, and ask about his father's situation.

"I ordered it, and it will be delivered in 15 minutes."

Unexpectedly, Wei Bo pressed his phone and said a word lightly.

Yu Hanguang glanced at the words [Yizhou No.1 People's Hospital] printed on the quilt, and asked, "The inpatient department of City No. [-] is far away from the shops outside, how can it be done so quickly."

Wei Bo suddenly smiled, that smile was very clear and shallow under the lamp, melting into the light.

Then, he finally remembered an important thing, and stretched out his arms.

Hearing the sound of the bedside call button, doctors and nurses quickly entered the door.

Wei Bo is like a handsome guy who has been captured by the light, while he is like a prisoner who has been caught by the light——

Accompanied by a series of operations of checking the pupil temperature, asking the status and introducing the situation, Yu Hanguang wished to conjure up two pairs of ears and three mouths to deal with the meticulous female doctor; It was difficult; the little trick of calling Gu Shanshan was completely useless.

"After three more days of observation, you can leave the hospital," the female doctor said. "After you leave the hospital, rest and rest. I told your family and the colleague outside."

"Colleagues outside?" Yu Hanguang asked, "Who else is here?"

Wei Bo came to his senses and walked quickly to the door: "It's Mr. Meng, Mr. Meng is still here."

There were a few scattered people sitting on the bench, presumably they were relatives of the injured; he looked intently, but there was no sign of Meng Ai.

"Lao Meng is so busy, he should have gone back early." Yu Hanguang didn't take it seriously, and was startled at this moment, and looked towards the window.

"Teacher Wei, you are amazing! You don't follow fashion, you just lead the trend."

He propped himself up and took the coffee takeaway paper bag from the drone that landed on the window sill.

Wei Bo opened the door for the busy white-clothed angels, turned around and said, "Do you still remember the fried chicken that Lili ordered for you last year? At that time, there was a drone delivery pilot. In the future, the labor cost will be higher and higher. After the price of the machine comes down, commercial use is a matter of course.”

Seeing the drone, Yu Hanguang’s worries filled his brows—he had suffered such a crime, and he had not received any news. He didn’t know whether the laboratory and factory were connected, and how the headset samples were progressing.

But he changed his mind, with the supply chain team squatting on guard and Meng Ai escorting him, there shouldn't be any big troubles.

There are no things much ado about.

Aware of his hesitation, Wei Bo approached the window sill to take out coffee, took out half a cup from a small paper cup next to the water dispenser, and sipped slowly.

"Didn't you jump three feet away when you saw the coffee, and you drank it anyway..."

For Wei Bo, this is not an easy drink, Yu Hanguang saw the corner of his mouth curled slightly.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, but it was quickly covered by the sound of Wei Bo rubbing the paper cup.

He said: "It's a bit bitter, I'll drink it with you."

"You know, right?" Yu Qiao tapped her finger on the tea table, "You all know, you just kept that bastard from me."

The same fingertip movements as Yu Hanguang caught Gu Shanshan's eyes. She shook her head and tasted the pot of green tea that sold for 298 yuan—it didn't taste good, it still had a musty smell.

The tea leaves in the cup are also of different sizes. After being soaked by water, the young buds do not see a flag or a shot, but float on the water surface in vain; the old leaves gradually swell and sink into the bottom of the cup.

Gu Shanshan smiled and said, "I only realized it today."

The tea soup turned brown, Yu Qiao also saw the way, and reprimanded: "You still laugh, you can still laugh!"

A tea room that can be opened in a hospital has a network of connections that cannot be underestimated.Therefore, even if the tea leaves are inferior and the taste is hard to swallow, Gu Shanshan understands the reason why there is room for sand in her eyes, and she doesn't complain.

She said: "We are a family of three. We are in good health, have a successful career, and live a smooth life. We are lucky enough. Why can't I laugh?"

"Life is smooth?" Displeasure floated on Yu Qiao's face.

"I asked him to study a major that can be used in a variety of skills, but he chose to study the illusory management; I asked him to study abroad and find a stable job, but he chose to go to some game company; when did you say he heard about me? Is it? It’s all right now, it’s so smooth, it’s so smooth that I’ve been admitted to the hospital! Not to mention..."

Not to mention Yu Hanguang's words just now made him suddenly vulnerable and at the same time lost his armor.

Gu Shanshan saw that he was in trouble with herself, and she smiled deeper: "You are 'the beloved son of your parents, and you have far-reaching plans for it'."

Yu Qiao knew that his wife specialized in ancient literature, and the two taels of ink in her belly were like drizzle in front of her, so she didn't answer.But the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he grabbed the teacup and drank it down in one gulp.

The bitter tea extinguished his anger, and after a while, his voice was ambiguous: "Then am I wrong? Whose parents don't want to show their children the best way? This is my wish."

"Since it's your wish, don't force it on others." Gu Shanshan suddenly said seriously.

Yu Qiao was taken aback.

"The child is grown up, it's useless for you to use your wish to imprison his wish." Gu Shanshan quickly recovered her tenderness, "I only hope that my son will be as good as he is, and everything will never be perfect."

Yu Qiao was thoughtful: "Please forgive me..."

She said again: "Being wronged and seeking perfection, there are many things, the end of seeking perfection is only grievance. You see, has he ever called me mother since I was a child?"

Yu Qiao's tone weakened: "It's because he's not good, he has a stubborn temper, and he hasn't called me dad much."

Gu Shanshan thought that she had inherited her stubborn temper, so she changed the subject: "Lao Yu, there is a word called 'weaning', do you know who it is?"

Yu Qiao nodded: "Except for the down payment of the house, Han Guang borrowed us a little bit, and has long been independent. He didn't let me worry about this aspect."

Gu Shanshan shook her head: "You're thinking about it. It's not that the son needs to be independent."

"At this point, it's us, the parents, to be independent."

"Mr. Wei, have you checked the trending searches? Oh my god, it's been raining heavily for the past three days, with the amount of 37 Yuhu lakes falling."

Yu Hanguang's cell phone was broken, but fortunately his computer was waterproof, so he simply took out the computer in his bag and put it on the quilt; while staring at the data, he still didn't forget to do something about it.

Wei Bo was also clearing the red dots of unread messages in IM. Hearing this, he glanced at the bedside—the salary of Yu Hanguang, the director of the business group, was not paid for nothing—just flipping through the operating data of the entire company’s games, he turned over a whole lot of money. Six pages.

He stepped forward and closed Yu Hanguang's computer with a "click".

Yu Hanguang clicked his tongue slightly dissatisfied: "I have a lot of work to do, why do you..."

"How much work can you arrange? The doctor wants you to rest and rest, and don't bother yourself. Sleep well tonight." Wei Bo said.

Just as the caffeine stimulated the central nervous system, Yu Hanguang stared at him with wide eyes, the light blue whites of his eyes were innocent at the textbook level.

Feeling pity welling up in Wei Bo's heart, mixed with some subtle jealousy, he was about to get up and turn off the lights: "Sleep."

"Well, I don't have much to arrange." Yu Hanguang's breathing became thicker, water could be pinched out of his eyes, and he pinched the hem of Wei Bo's T-shirt with his fingers, "What about you? Aren't you coming to arrange for me?"

Before the atmosphere could be brewed, Wei Bo's cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

"... Teacher Gu said, your father wants to see me alone." Wei Bo's voice escaped a trace of tension.

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Boss Meng outside the door floated away in discomfort.

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Children and parents are independent of each other and do not cross boundaries, which is the source of happiness in family life.

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Thank you for the cuteness who did not leave his name, and sent hundreds of starfish