Trash games kill me [holographic]

An Zhengchu froze there and did not dare to move.

Qin Han looked at him carefully, and couldn't help laughing: "So nervous?" Seeing that his whole body was still tense, he thought about it, and thoughtfully said, "I'll give you some time to prepare mentally." Take your time and take a good look at him.

Ah Jiu on the opposite side is indeed the same as in the game.Thin body, black hair, fair skin, light eyebrows, slightly plump lips, paler than in the game.

The only thing that is different from the game is probably the hair and clothes.The refreshing short hair is especially suitable for him. The bangs are slightly longer, slightly covering the eyebrows, and the broken hair on both sides also covers the red ears, making him look more immature, not at all like someone in his 20s.

On the contrary, the flaxen suit on him...seemed a bit familiar.

Thoughts flashed by.After scanning all the people on the light screen across from him, Qin Han turned his gaze back to his face.

The eyelashes trembled nervously, and it was the Ajiu he knew.

"Not yet mentally prepared?" He asked jokingly, "Is it because you are worried that you and I are too ugly to scare you?"

Although the voice of the person opposite has changed, it is a familiar tone.An Zhengchu suddenly became much more stable, and he reprimanded in a low voice: "Nonsense!" He took a breath and opened his eyes in a hurry.

Facing a pair of black eyes as deep as ink, a pair of black eyes staring at her eagerly.

He dodged in a panic.

Then I suddenly remembered the question of politeness, and turned my eyes around the outside, then turned back, looking slowly from bottom to top.

The dark gray robe that was loosely draped over his body blocked his skin, but it couldn't cover the man's robustness.

Then there is the wheat-colored skin and collarbone exposed by the V-neckline.

A chin with a strong line and a little stubble.

Slightly raised light-colored thin lips.

A tall nose.

The neat cropped hair can be seen that the hair color is light brown.

And lastly... those black eyes that are addicted to people.

Masculine, heroic.Even if it's just home clothes, it still has a compelling aura.

Full of male hormones.

It's a completely different type from him.

An Zhengchu was dumbfounded.

Qin Han, who had been staring at him, chuckled lightly: "Are you still satisfied with what you saw?"

Anzheng came back to his senses at the beginning, and realized that he had made an embarrassment in front of Heng Dao. He was so ashamed that he couldn't help but move his eyes around: "You, why are you so different from the game?"

Qin Han's eyes flashed an unknown light.As he expected, Ah Jiu did not recognize him... He was even more worried about Ah Jiu's situation, and he said casually, "It was just a matter of course."

An Zhengchu nodded without realizing it: "Oh..."

Qin Han raised his eyebrows: "Why? Don't you like it?"

An Zhengchu hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, how could—"

"That's why I like it." Seeing Ah Jiu's shy look, he couldn't help but want to tease her.

An Zhengchu gave him a shameful look: "...nonsense."

"I like your short hair too." Qin Han added.

An Zhengchu felt that if he cracked an egg on his face at this time, it should be cooked.

this is not good.This is reality, not a game.He tried to remind himself in his heart.After a while, he said, "Why don't we talk about business?"

Qin Han raised his eyebrows: "Is this process wrong?"

"Ah?" An Zhengchu raised his eyes blankly.

"This is our first offline contact, can't we introduce ourselves?"

An Zhengchu, who was trying to get rid of the influence of the game, frowned: "It's not very good..."

"Too fast for you?"

An Zhengchu felt that this was not quite right, but Hengdao was staring at him, and he nodded indiscriminately: "Mmm..."

Qin Han thought to himself.He has only known Ah Jiu for two days, and with Ah Jiu's personality, it is normal for him to feel that it is too fast, so let him cooperate.

"Okay. Slow down, slow down. But..." He looked at the nervous An Zhengchu, and the corners of his lips curled up.

An Zhengchu kept staring at the corner of the robe on his body, not daring to meet his gaze at all.Wen Yan couldn't help raising his eyes to glance at him, then avoided: "But what?"

"I don't want to call you A Jiu." Qin Han looked at him with a smile, "You don't have to tell me your name, but you have to tell me your nickname."

An Zhengchu was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly shook his head: "No."

Qin Han immediately frowned: "Why not? With our relationship, we can't even know our nickname?"

What, what's the relationship? !Leaving the game, isn't it the relationship of ordinary friends? ! --Uh-huh?If you are a friend, it seems that you really should introduce yourself?He is hypocritical.

An Zhengchu was somewhat apologetic at the moment: "...I was wrong." He pursed his lips, "My name is An Zhengchu." These words were pronounced in Chinese.

In just a few sentences, the name was spelled out. Qin Han was delighted, and followed him to read: "An Zhengchu?" Then he asked, "How do you write it? Which words are they?" For him, Huaxia is used for Communication is fine, but writing is not.

Now that he had said it, An Zhengchu stopped hesitating, and simply explained: "An Zhengchu means peace of mind, upright body, and not forgetting the original intention." He explained earnestly, "This is the hospital—this is my family's treatment of me. expect."

...So, even the surname is taken now?Qin Han remained calm, and after confirming the words, he said his name several times in his mouth and nodded: "Okay, I will call you An An from now on."

An Zhengchu was stunned.The familiar nickname reminded him of... distant relatives whom he would never see again.His eyes became hot, and he hurriedly lowered his eyes to stare at his hands, and said as naturally as possible: "Well, that's what my family calls me."

Qin Han, who had been staring at him, did not miss his momentary gaffe.After a short pause, he brought the topic to himself: "I'm older than you, you can call me Brother Han."

An Zhengchu looked up at him: "Brother Han?"

The voice was warm and soft, which made Qin Han feel comfortable.He had a happy face: "Yes, the vast Han." The feint threatened him, "It will be called that from now on, do you hear me?!"

An Zhengchu was stunned.Does he like being an older brother?Thinking of Hengdao who likes to take care of others in the game, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay."

Qin Han nodded in satisfaction: "Now let's get down to business." His fingers moved on the light screen, "I'll teach you how to register Doulang account. Do you know how to log in Doulang?"

An Zhengchu was slightly embarrassed, lowered his eyes and shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't done it before."

He just knew it.Qin Han began to point him: "There is a cloud-shaped button on the bracelet, press it."

An Zhengchu opened it as he said.The light screen in front of him suddenly split into two, and the horizontal knife that was originally the same height as him—oh no, Qin Han shrunk a little, the window moved to the right, and the left became a dazzling list of... icons.

"What are these?" An Zhengchu poked open one curiously.

【…According to the interstellar law, the prisoner will be sentenced to 30 years in prison...】

An Zhengchu was taken aback: "This--" Is this news?He hurriedly asked Qin Han, "How is this closed?"

Qin Han watched his movements with a smile, and signaled him: "There is a triangle symbol at the bottom of the light screen, just tap it." He also reminded, "Have you turned on voice control? If you turn it on, you can give orders directly."

An Zhengchu turned off the news as instructed, scratching his cheek when he heard the words: "I'm still chatting with you, it's not polite to give orders suddenly in the middle of the chat."

polite……?Qin Han smirked slightly: "You are so polite to me?"

An Zhengchu was not as nervous as he was at the beginning. With a blushing face, he tried his best to ignore his teasing, and urged him to change the subject: "Hurry up, which one is Dou Lang." If you poke any one, it will be a news broadcast. It seems that this page is a list of software or apps similar to his time.

Qin Han curled his lips, told him obediently, and then began to guide him to find the registration channel, and asked casually, "What name do you plan to register?"

An Zhengchu groped to fill in the above information, and answered him distractedly: "How about a glass of dirty wine?"

Qin Han frowned: "It's not that good, change to another one." It's too sad to have a glass of dirty wine and go home for thousands of miles.

"Ah?" An Zhengchu was stunned, scratching his cheek, "Now let me think about it temporarily..."

"It's called Yue Temporary Darkness." Qin Han interrupted him, pulled out a small screen, and wrote "Yue Temporary Darkness" on it.

The sudden request made An Zhengchu completely puzzled, and these three characters looked so ordinary—well, it reminded him of a poem—but it was just an Internet ID, so he didn't care, so he said obediently: "Okay, That's what I'll call you then."

Clumsily began to fill in, then imported the identity information according to Qin Han's instructions, and finally clicked OK.

"Okay." He breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Han nodded: "Come on, I just finished the video, and now I'm sending it to you, and you post it." If it wasn't for the ID binding identity information, he would have really helped An An with all this——

Ann.He chewed it carefully several times, and couldn't help staring at An Zhengchu. The word "An" is really suitable for him...

An Zhengchu was not blind, so he could naturally feel his gaze.He moved uncomfortably: "Didn't you say to send the video to me?"

"Huh? Oh, wait a minute." Qin Han looked away reluctantly, clicked on the video that was processed by the video editing software just now, and quickly previewed it to confirm that there were no parts that should not be exposed, then turned it off, and clicked send , and at the same time reminded An Zhengchu, "Accept."

An Zhengchu had already seen the small pop-up window, so he quickly clicked on it and chose to receive it.

He was amazed by the instant completion speed: "It's so fast."

"Send it."

An Zhengchu paused and confirmed, "Send it directly? Don't you need to write something?" His ID was empty and bare, with nothing.Just play a video?

Qin Han hesitated for a moment: "It shouldn't be a problem, right? Don't everyone post like this? What else should I do?"

An Zhengchu: ...

How could he think this guy was reliable.

An Zhengchu was incredulous: "Every article must have a title. If I want to promote it and make money, how can I not add some words? If it doesn't deserve a title, does anyone know what I'm posting?" He looked at Qin Han suspiciously, "Are you sure? Will you do this?"

Qin Han rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and confessed honestly: "Well, actually, I don't understand it very well. I also registered half an hour ago."

An Zhengchu rolled his eyes at him, and began to worry: "Then what should I write? Do I just introduce sewing? How will I develop in the future?"

In order to make up for the situation he lost earlier, Qin Han gave serious advice: "Now that you are working in the Imperial College, you have to memorize various ancient books. Do you want to record some professional skills?"

An Zhengchu blinked: "Can it still be like this? I don't even know my professional skills. What if it's useless..."

Qin Han found that his thinking was right: "You don't need to have a great job, the main reason is that your job is too rare and it is related to ancient culture." He rubbed his chin, "It just so happens that the game we play is ancient. Plus, You speak Huaxia very well...the explanation of Huaxia, the disclosure of Guozijian's professional skills, plus the demonstration of sewing skills..."

An Zhengchu listened to his enumeration in a daze.From what he said, it seems that he will have a lot of content and themes in the future...

Before he could figure it out, Qin Han clenched his right fist and tapped on his left palm: "That's it. From now on, your column will be dedicated to the content of ancient culture. The name of the column will be..."

"Trace to the source." Qin Han stared at An Zhengchu, and asked him as if asking for credit, "How?"

"Trace to the source..." An Zhengchu said silently, "It's very good, but, isn't it too high-minded?"

Qin Han waved his hand casually: "It's just a name, it's enough to be loud. Who cares if your intentions are too high."

"Then, that's my decision?" An Zhengchu hesitated.

"It's settled." Qin Han thought for a second, "By the way, change all the text in the column into Chinese." Facing the bewildered An Zhengchu, he sighed resignedly, and turned to Skynet to find the strategy , step by step instructing a certain idiot to set the language of the column, fill in the introduction, upload videos, etc.

On April 1824, 4 in the interstellar calendar, the temporarily obscured "Tracing the Origin" column appeared, and uploaded the first video - [Chinese Culture: Sewing and Embroidery]

[Video introduction] Sewing embroidery: the ancient people used silver needles, bone needles and other utensils to crochet and sew silk threads of various materials into clothes, shoes and hats, and draw and embroider various patterns on them. One of the manifestations of ancient human beings entering the age of civilization.

Finally finished the video, An Zhengchu breathed a sigh of relief: "This is all right?" He hesitated, "Will anyone really watch it?"

Qin Han was full of confidence: "Of course! I know Fatty. He is not good at other things, but he knows the most about these things of eating, drinking and having fun. Don't worry!"

"Okay." Now I can only resign myself to fate.After finishing everything, An Zhengchu finally couldn't help yawning.

Qin Han frowned: "Tired?"

An Zhengchu rubbed his eyes: "Fortunately..." He was a little reluctant to turn off the video.

But Qin Han urged him: "Then hang up the video and go to rest quickly." He is not in good health, playing from morning to night, he must not be able to hold on.

The thin-skinned An Zhengchu couldn't find a reason to continue, so he could only purse his lips: "Well, then I'm off, I... see you tomorrow."

"Yeah." Qin Han pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Honey, see you tomorrow."

An Zhengchu blushed, turned off the video with a "squeak" and escaped offline.

Qin Han couldn't help but chuckled at the blank light screen, and was about to turn off the light screen——

[Drip—an unknown video was intercepted. After verification, it came from Doulang's official account. Do you want to answer it? 】

It's his brain steward.

But... shake the waves?Is it related to the account he just registered?

"Change to a phone call and connect."

[Yes, the channel is being converted.Accessed successfully. 】

There was a light "beep", and the greeting sounded through the communication channel.

"Hello." The melodious female voice was obviously nervous, "Excuse me, is this Qin—is it the general?"

"En." Qin Han knocked on the armrest, and said calmly, "I have something to say."

The other party seemed to take a deep breath: "Hello, it is a great honor to serve you. I am the official customer service director of Doulang. We received your registration message half an hour ago. Excuse me, is it operated by you?"

"Any questions?"

"No, no, no problem." The other party paused, "That's right. Our platform has an official yellow V certification for outstanding figures in various industries. Any messages sent by certified accounts will be pushed to the top of each industry column. .We want to ask you whether it is necessary to add yellow V certification."