Chasing bamboo horses with games

The world is so big, full of wonders, there are probably only Lu Junqi and Wen Shaoyou who can turn tickling into physical labor, and their battle has died down before it even reached a fever pitch.

There is no way, who told them that one of them had a headache after crying, and the other stayed up late and worked overtime and became weak and sleepy, all of them were in a state of mental failure.Tired from the trouble, he went to sleep, but Wen Shaoyou suffered from insomnia.

The body is still clamoring for lack of sleep, and the mind is also groggy, but the drowsiness cannot be piled up no matter what.It's true that he and Lu Junqi reconciled, but the problem still hasn't been resolved, and they both know that it will take a long time to solve this problem, or even a lifetime.

What you feel is different from what you experience.Xiao Qi, who used to be short of strings in her mind, has become sensitive now.It would be nice if I could always be by his side.

Wen Shaoyou turned sideways, looked at Lu Junqi, stretched out his hand under the quilt, trying to touch his face, but before touching his skin, he found that he, who had been sleeping soundly all this time, suddenly turned over with a frown.His movements froze immediately, some couldn't believe it, he pressed his arm on the quilt between the two of them, exerted light force, and sure enough he saw him move uncomfortably.

Since then, I didn't dare to do any more movements, and I didn't close my eyes again, and I muttered to myself: silly boy, why don't you say that you sleep so lightly?Or, do you really want to see me too?Afraid that I won't come if I know you are a light sleeper?

Wen Shaoyou stopped moving, and Lu Junqi's sleep was guaranteed. After waking up in the morning, he habitually wanted to stretch, and when he stretched halfway, he stopped immediately when he touched the person next to him, and silently withdrew his hand. What happened next? He didn't work hard, after dawdling for a long time, he got out of bed and stretched again, and then lay back under the blanket contentedly.

After opening his eyes for half the night, although Wen Shaoyou couldn't see his appearance clearly, he could still see his movements.Half-closed his eyes, saw him sneaking out of bed to stretch, turned over with a suppressed smile, and then let the corners of his mouth grow wider and wider.Then, fall asleep with this unexpected surprise.

In the early morning of the next day, Wen Shaoyou's mobile phone fulfilled the duty of waking up the owner with a sense of responsibility, but it was a pity that it was ruthlessly pressed off just after it shook.Lu Junqi looked at the time, looked at Wen Shaoyou's dark circles, decided to call him later, and then immersed himself in drawing the manuscript.

Wait a minute, more than an hour has passed.

"Xiao Qi, have you been drawing so early?"

Hearing the sound, Lu Junqi turned to look at Wen Shaoyou who had woken up with a confused face, then looked at the time, and said, "Why don't you snore?"

"Ah?" Wen Shaoyou felt that his brain was not enough, wouldn't it be good not to snore?

"If you snore, I'll definitely be annoyed when I hear it, and I'll wake you up."

……

Wen Shaoyou tried to calm down: "What time is it?"

Lu Junqi pretended to be calm: "[-]:[-]."

Wen Shaoyou gasped, got up quickly, dressed, washed, and left.

Due to a guilty conscience, Lu Junqi didn't say a word during the whole process, pretending to be serious about his work, trying to get away with it, and then, he was really addicted to painting and had nothing else to do.

Wen Shaoyou was more pitiful. When he saw Ding Yuanchen's secretary standing in front of his office, he hated himself for not being able to ask for leave.

In fact, Wen Shaoyou, as the nominal second-in-command of "Yanwu", it's okay to be late in the morning. The whole company knows that he is actually a hard worker. It's okay to be late once in a while, anyway, he won't delay work.The top leader Ding Yuanchen also knew about this, but he acted as if he didn't know.

Ding Yuanchen clicked his tongue twice, crossed his legs, pretended not to see Wen Shaoyou, and said to Ding Siji who was dozing off on the sofa: "Ding Siji, the atmosphere in your company is good. The head of the program department falls asleep during work hours, and the chief planner simply Late, I finally understand why it took you nearly ten years to dare to mention the game's launch."

Ding Siji tilted his body, lay down on the sofa, and said weakly: "Brother, I haven't had a good sleep for half a month. Can you tell the main point, I'm very sleepy."

With a dark face, Wen Shaoyou walked to the desk: "Boss, you are in such a good mood today that you came here to disturb my employees' sleep, don't you feel bored?"

"Yo, here you come. Come, explain why you were late. I heard that you left early last night."

"If you stay up late and work overtime for half a month, you should naturally take a good rest."

"Speaking of which, I would like to ask you a question. Wouldn't your conscience ache if you asked the whole company to collectively produce content that was not originally planned for your personal reasons?"

"We don't need a conscience. Besides, what is a personal reason? I am obviously injecting new meaning into the boring and monotonous game content. Oh, yes, I forgot, boss, you don't know that we are developing and producing a certain content It will be discussed by the whole department before."

"Then I should ask Wen Hua and the others carefully. I trust them so much that I have never intervened in the production of "Yan Wu", but they can only produce boring and monotonous game content, and they need the help of the chief planner who manages everything every day. Polishing, taking my money to not do business, probably because I don’t want to do it anymore.”

Wen Shaoyou was out of words. He looked at the smiling face who was obviously looking for faults watching the show, and he just wanted to slap him.

"Boss, what are you doing here?"

"Wen Shaoyou, your level has dropped today."

"Boss, I haven't had enough sleep recently, and I don't want to bicker with you so childishly."

"Isn't it enough to sleep late?"

"I went to Xiaoqi's place last night. He was a light sleeper and hardly slept in the first half of the night."

"Oh~ it turned out to be 'the spring night is bitter and the day is high, and the king will not go to court early from now on.' Ah."

"I think that as the president of a large cross-disciplinary group, you can think about business affairs in your mind, instead of gossiping about the private affairs of your subordinates every day with a very idle look."

"No objection? Don't say that we are a child, stop talking nonsense?" Ding Yuanchen, who was very confident in his work ability, ignored his protest and went straight to the point.

Wen Shaoyou looked at the mentally retarded expression: "If I remind you so many times and you haven't remembered, I really have to doubt your IQ."

"It's useless to be stubborn. I see..."

Ding Yuanchen was about to say something when there was a knock on the office door.

"Enter."

His secretary responded, pushed the door open, called the president, and stood at the door waiting without saying anything.

Ding Yuanchen nodded, got up, and said to Wen Shaoyou, "Go, take me downstairs."

Wen Shaoyou was under the eaves, so he had to bow his head and walked behind him. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and asked, "Boss, can my salary be paid in advance?"

"Do you want to break the contract? I will send it after the agreed payment."

"Then add a little bit."

"Why do you want money? After so many years, it suddenly isn't enough?"

Seeing his calculating face, Wen Shaoyou knew that it would not be so easy to get money.Ding Yuanchen actually didn't care when he was paid, but he liked to toss people around. If he couldn't satisfy him, he might have to continue to procrastinate.

"I need love money."

"Oh? Has it been a minute? Such a rapid re-examination makes me wonder about your motives."

"That's because the boss said something wrong, and the current one-sided secret love, the situation of the short spring night is not possible for the time being."

Ding Yuanchen smiled smugly: "That's fine, just talk to the finance manager later, who told me to be such a considerate boss."

Wen Shaoyou smiled and said nothing, for the sake of small money, he had to bear it, but in his heart he cast Foshan Wuying Kick on Ding Yuanchen, and then used the sole of his shoes to crush the overly bright smile on his face, it was completely fine.

After sending Ding Yuanchen away, Wen Shaoyou thought in his heart that he would buy a massager for Lu Junqi first when his salary was paid. He would definitely not be able to bear the cervical spine facing the computer every day, but he didn't expect that he didn't have anything yet.

The goal has been achieved, and the mood has improved a lot. Wen Shaoyou is full of enthusiasm for work.Lu Junqi on the other side also concentrated on his work until the alarm clock reminded that it was lunch time.

After getting something to eat, Lu Junqi thought about it, saved the picture and exited, and boarded the game.

When he went online again, he was still standing in front of Si Shang's bed, with the old quilt covering him.Liuqi took over the task from the doctor and found medicinal herbs for him.Then he took care of the seriously injured Si Shang until he recovered, comforted him who was crying, taught him martial arts, made red bean dumplings with him and presented them to his father's grave, and watched him swear that he would bring his sister back from the landlord's house. And the wounded him applied medicine, chatted with the confused him, watched him grow...

After a series of missions, Si Shang fulfilled his promise, and Liuqi ate his sister's red bean rice. The mission was over, but the story was not over yet.The game enters the animation, Si Shang is in his later years, the three generations live under the same roof, and his grandchildren are sweet.Finally, the screen turned to a black screen, with white letters attached:

People who bear the burden are different.However, for those who have the same, the road ahead is long and obstructed, and the gully is difficult to level.Everyone praises those who never go before; people also praise those who fall into the abyss and rise again.Those who are unable to dive into the abyss can wander slowly, looking for red beans to make soup.Drink it, the heart will warm itself, the scales and claws will be repaired, and the journey will not be late.

Lu Junqi stared at this passage until his eyes gradually blurred.People can bear different limits. If you are tired and have no energy, you can also take a break and come back after you have calmed down?

He sighed for a long time, the anger that had been pent up in his heart until now finally dissipated.It turned out that it really had nothing to do with the topic of the quarrel last night. It turned out that it was not forcing him to face those things calmly. It turned out that he was just telling him not to rush, take his time, even if he slowed down, he could live a good life... …

He found his mobile phone and sent two text messages to Wen Shaoyou.

The task is done, it's really bad, there is no positive energy at all, no motivation at all, there is not even a word of hard work or hard work.

Eat less for dinner today, come back and drink red bean soup.