flicker, then flicker

six,

"Here...why is there a bucket?" Mr. Zhang took a step back with an exaggerated expression.

While fishing for the mobile phone, Hang Zhe pointed his finger at the ceiling. On the gray-white ceiling, a water stain could be seen. Mr. Zhang gave a long oh, indicating that he approved the fee.

"Don't stare at me," Mr. Zhang followed him all the way into the office, "I really didn't know you were a sesame gall."

Hang Zhe dried his mobile phone, turned it off and hung it on the window sill, and said, "Why don't you approve the cost of my mobile phone replacement first."

"This is not within my authority." Mr. Zhang sat down opposite him, really embarrassed.

"Okay, the show is over, and repairing the ceiling is not within your authority, so it seems true." Hang Zhe put the freshly poured coffee in front of him, "Why are you here?"

"Come to the meeting, and go to your leader to dig people by the way." Mr. Zhang said honestly.

"Let's put it the other way around. I think you're here for a meeting." Hang Zhe knew him too well.

"You are capable, you are not under my control, no one cares about you, right? But you are right," Mr. Zhang nodded, "I have applied with my superiors, and as long as your leader agrees, you can go through the formalities immediately .”

"The headquarters is so short of people?" Hang Zhe was quite surprised.

"Lack of normal people." Mr. Zhang put away his expression, and finally looked like a "Mr.", "The superiors are fighting fiercely, and all the blind people are rushing to me. I am about to be killed by them. Really, look. For the sake of our same alma mater, save the senior."

When Hang Zhe joined this company, it was purely by mistake.After graduating, he left the Northwest and chose to settle in the South. He rented a house near University A and visited the school when he had time.

Coinciding with Golden September and Silver October, University A held job fairs almost every day. Hang Zhe wandered from the signboard at the school gate to the gymnasium. One day, he was attracted by a poster full of "mathematics".

He was watching with great interest, when a voice suddenly came from beside him: "Student, don't look, the presentation has already started, hurry in."

Zhang Qinian, who had not yet been promoted to chief strategist at the time, saw that he was empty-handed, and kindly reminded him: "Why didn't you bring your resume, forget it, they will send you a form later, you can just fill it out."

"I'm not a student here." Hang Zhe explained to him.

"Then which school are you from?" Zhang Qinian asked casually.

"Big X." After Hang Zhe answered, he continued to read the posters. These positions are quite interesting.

"Yo? Junior." Zhang Qinian suddenly became interested, "Then why are you here? Are you from City A? What's your major?"

"Mathematics." Hang Zhe picked the best answer.

"Oh, I'm still a direct student," Zhang Qinian looked him up and down, "Student, have you heard of numerical planning? The senior made an exception and gave you an interview opportunity?"

Hang Zhe went out for a walk, but he was also hit by an offer and joined a game company.Zhang Qinian, young and capable, but not very lucky, has been in charge of women's games in the branch, and was transferred to the headquarters last year.

"Let me think about it again." Hang Zhe was worried about another thing. He was not sure whether Yan Ming was still in City A. If he was not, it would be more troublesome for him to get out of the headquarters. "It's not that I don't want to help you. I have to deal with private matters, and I am afraid that going to the headquarters will delay your business."

"Well," Zhang Qinian put down his glass, without further pressing, "I asked your leader to register for you for next week's training, so you can decide as soon as possible. I have to go, and those idiots will stab me as soon as they can't see it. "

"Okay, if you can't go, I will help you find another suitable one." Hang Zhe assured him.

At noon, Hang Zhe invited everyone to dinner. On the way back to the company, the mascot Xiao He looked at him, hesitating to speak.

"Just say what you want." Hang Zhe took a wrong step and walked side by side with him at the end.

"Team leader, I can't bear to part with you." Xiao He's face was sullen, and his voice was very low.

"I know I can't hide it from you," Hang Zhe put his index finger on his lips, "Not sure, keep it secret for me first, huh?"

Xiao He's head was in a mess, he wished that this matter could never be settled.

The mobile phone can't be used, so Hang Zhe simply boarded the game to study the new technical improvement announcements, one of which caught his attention.

"As a popular top laner, Gilgamesh's high damage makes him have high teamfighting ability from the early stage. For this reason, we decided to reduce his base damage. To compensate, we will increase his HP regen, while reducing passive and Q cooldown at low levels. We want him to reflect more of the characteristics of a road-resistant hero, rather than being a stat monster."

Hang Zhe stared at the numbers below for a while, then pulled out a watch to make a growth chart.After finishing the picture, Hang Zhe went to the training camp to test the data and found that the result was similar to what he had guessed.He immediately revised the ideas he had formulated before, and re-sent Zhong Rui a "Routine Strategy" for the anchor competition.

The reply came quickly.

Zhong Rui: Why can't you get through on the phone?

Zhong Rui: Are you planning to make an official announcement?

Hang Zhe didn't keep up with his train of thought again, what's the matter?

Zhong Rui: You voted for "Mysterious ADC" with a large number, and you didn't know that it was automatically shared on Weibo after you voted?

Hang Zhe: I don’t know, my phone fell into the water.

Zhong Rui: Oh, maybe the fish in the water voted for you :)

... Hang Zhe didn't know if it was too late to ask Mr. Zhang for mental compensation.

Hang Zhe took a look at the forum and Weibo, and there was everything he said. He rarely posted on Weibo, and he didn't know which true fan posted a screenshot of his Weibo to the forum.

He didn't bother to explain, just announce it, as long as he didn't announce the wrong person.

Hang Zhe perfected the previous strategy, sent a copy to both Noah and Yan Ming, and asked them to practice the new routine tonight.

Yan Xiaoming, a newcomer in the workplace, was reporting work to the leader, when suddenly a notification popped up in the lower right corner of the computer.

Mingming Ruyue wants to send you a file: "About the Numerical Analysis After This Change", do you accept it?

The leader pushed his glasses and patted him on the shoulder in relief: "Are you still studying big data? Our company likes motivated young people like you."

What are you doing in a daze?laugh!A bullet screen flashed in Yan Ming's mind, and he quickly put on a painful face, and asked along the way: "Then do you want to change this version?"

"No, it's good," the leader said, "I'm going to school next month, or you can go up and talk about it."

"Me?" Yan Ming couldn't laugh anymore, why haven't I become a regular yet? !

"You are from University A, right? The first stop of this year's job fair is University A. Then you can go up and say a few words. Don't worry, there are manuscripts. You should memorize them in advance." The leader smiled, "Recruit a few more A young man as clever as you."

... Thank you for your leadership.

Back at the office, Yan Ming clicked on the dialog box and found that the file had been cancelled, and a copy of "Learn It!" was reissued underneath.The Sao Routine That Kills People But Does Not Pay for Their Lives".

...Awesome, I was almost the first one to be tricked to death!

Hang Zhe: The previous one was sent by mistake. Look at the following one, and practice it online tonight.

Yan Ming: What time is it at night?

Hang Zhe: When can you go?

Yan Ming: After eight o'clock.

Hang Zhe: Okay, by the way, don’t you often play ADC?

Yan Ming frowned, what do you mean, think I didn't play well?

Hang Zhe: I didn't see your sign.

Yan Ming: Brand?You wait.

Yan Ming boarded the Gods Assistant app, took some screenshots and sent them to him.

Hang Zhe: Wow ⊙[-]⊙

Yan Ming: Dad has a bunch of signboards, hang them up to avoid scaring you.

Hang Zhe: Dad is awesome.

Yan Ming: ...I don't feel a sense of accomplishment when you cooperate so much.

Hang Zhe: The kids are awesome.

Yan Ming's heart was suddenly poked, he hadn't seen these three words for a long time, the last time he heard them was still in a dream.He clicked Clear Screen to erase those words from his eyes, and the other party sent a few more pictures immediately.

Under Mingming Ruyue's frequently used heroes, there were all gold medals hanging brightly, Yan Ming was almost blinded, he was about to turn it off when he caught sight of a line of small characters under the sign.

Hold!Careless!

Hang Zhe gradually raised the corners of his mouth in front of the screen. He clicked on Zhang Qinian's profile picture and sent him a message.

"Mr. Zhang, help me with the formalities."

With a bold guess in his heart, Yan Ming entered "Mingming Ruyue" on the video website, and saw various video guides uploaded by this ID.

This person had an ordinary voice, but his tone of voice was pleasant to listen to. Yan Ming was unconsciously attracted, and forgot the purpose of opening this video in the first place.

If you say you are playing a game, then this person is seriously studying the game. He has unique insights into hero understanding, laning skills, equipment selection, and even rune collocation. He also released many black technology experiment videos, and Yan Ming finally understood where all his showy routines came from.

The whole thing was blasted out of fish ponds one by one!

At [-] o'clock in the evening, Yan Ming went online on time, and entered the YY channel familiarly, and found that there were still two people who had never met on the channel.

"Sister-in-law...how good is the show routine!" Noah almost shouted at his sister-in-law directly, "Come on, hurry up and practice, the game on Saturday, winning or losing is second, the most important thing is to play style, play spirit, play our..."

"Go online and form a team." Hang Zhe took the call and typed in the team: don't start the live broadcast.

[Team] Noaaaaah: You get rid of my Mai first! !

[Team] Noaaaaah: Otherwise, I will start a live broadcast to scold you! !

[Team] Kisaragi: Do you want to change the live broadcast room?

[Team] Noaaaaah: Brother Yue, please turn on my microphone, thank you :)

Hang Zhe introduced two other teammates to Yan Ming, one is the anchor of the same platform, and the other is a water friend brought by the anchor. When introduced to Yan Ming, Hang Zhe only said that this is the child I brought, and the others smiled. He didn't ask anything, and Hang Zhe didn't say much.

...No, wait, why do you look like you see everything?Can you be more clear so that I can explain? !

According to the script given by Hang Zhe in the afternoon, they tried two rounds, and the effect was good, especially the entertainment effect. Yan Ming no longer believed in those live broadcasts full of swear words and routines, all of them were actors!Acting is a well-designed plot!

Noah was going to live broadcast next, and another anchor with his water friends also retreated. Hang Zhe asked Yan Ming if he wanted to play two rounds together.

Yan Ming: Don't fight, and don't call me a kid anymore.

Hang Zhe: Why?

Yan Ming didn't want to appear too hypocritical, so he found a reason.

Yan Ming: How do you know I'm younger than you?

Hang Zhe: Let's compare?

Bigger than you, I'm going to call the police, stinky hooligan! !

Yan Ming soon received a picture, and Xiao Tu didn't seem to need to call the police.The picture is an ID card, which has been painted down so that only the date of birth remains.

Yan Ming: How do I know it's you?

Hang Zhe: I'll take it out and show it to you next time we meet.

I really want to call the police! !