Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

If it's a professional question, Fu Wan can basically answer it fluently, so it's not a problem.

However, what Qi Ye asked belongs to his current knowledge blind spot.

He hadn't really dated anyone.

When he was in junior high school, there were many people in the school who wanted to have an affair with him and develop a relationship with him that the school rules did not agree with.

But Qi Ye, as the monitor of the men's German class, not only refused to fall in love with him early, but also kept a close eye on him.

Peach blossoms, big and small, bloom around him for less than a quarter of an hour.

In the first three years of college, his relationship with Qi Ye was so good that no one else could get in.

After that, the two of them lived together.

Have I ever been in love, and you don't have a point in your own mind?He really wanted to open his mouth to ask Qi Ye that.

This can't be done, if this remark is misunderstood, it will damage his brother's reputation.

"I don't think everyone who makes games must have love experience." In the eyes of others, he just paused for a moment, and then spoke again.

Fu Wan: "The romance of the game can be optimized in many aspects such as script and atmosphere. If the project is officially put into development, then I will lead a team. Under the mechanism of division of labor and cooperation, the problems you worry about can be guaranteed."

Qi Ye nodded slightly.

Then Fu Wan said: "But what you raised is indeed a good question. I haven't talked about it. Maybe we can talk about it later."

The smile on Qi Ye's mouth disappeared.

"I'm running out of time personally, right?" Fu Wan asked the host beside him, "Save more time for the candidate groups later."

He unhurriedly turned off the computer, cleaned up the scattered display models on the table, and walked leisurely to his seat. When passing by Qi Ye, he bumped Qi Ye's chair back gently.

Qi Ye didn't respond, and still acted as if they were two strangers who had never met before.

The ring on Fu Wan's bracelet shook and hit the inside of his wrist.

He lowered his eyes and ignored Qi Ye.

[An Xia]: I finally finished my homework for dubbing class, and I cried, the teacher was horrible.

[Fu Erdai]: You absolutely have no idea what I just went through.

[An Xia]: What's the matter?

[Fu Erdai]: After the demonstration, Qi Ye asked me a question.

[An Xia]: Wow, you two are so good, how about showing your affection?Did your brother let you go to sea?

[Fu Erdai]: Shit!He almost made me faint from questioning, and I almost lost my housekeeping skills.

[An Xia]: ...

[Fu Erdai]: Never stand on the opposite side of him, it's too scary.

[Fu Erdai]: I don't understand him, it's time for him to kneel down on the durian.

Qi Ye turned his head to look at it several times, but Fu Wan didn't look up.

Fu Wan's long and slender fingers tapped on the computer keyboard, not knowing who she was chatting with.

Fu Wan's good friends are everywhere. Qi Ye has seen his WeChat friend list, and he even keeps in touch with Fu Wan's classmates from kindergarten.

The efficiency of Xinyu Games is very high. After the last representative to participate in the election, three or ten minutes later, the result of today's election was immediately given.

Of the 23 basic game designs obtained in the preliminary screening, 8 remained.

Fu Wan was exactly one-eighth of that.

Representatives of the eight groups have entered the candidate group, waiting for the next round of competition.

As soon as Fu Wan entered the group and changed the notes, he received several friend requests.

One of them came from the honest and good boy Xie Hui who just talked to him outside.

[Xie Hui]: Hey, brother, it's me.Sunglasses straight man grinning.jpg

[Fu Erdai]: Got it.

[Xie Hui]: Did you offend Deputy Director Qi? Why did he target you so much and ask such tricky questions? It's so difficult to answer.

[Fu Erdai]: No way.

[Xie Hui]: I almost thought you were cool, but I didn't expect you to be so awesome. Your project is so mature.

[Fu Erdai]: Too bad.Fist.jpg

[Xie Hui]: Follow up, brother, I just asked, 8 out of 4 will be selected as the training program for the second half of the year, after all we will be colleagues.You have to be careful of Qi Ye, it is said that this person has deep plans, and those who have offended him will have their graves piled high.

Fu Wan: "..."

Where did the rumor spread, and where did Qi Ye get his scheming.

[Fu Erdai]: No problem.Straight man in sunglasses grinning.jpg

After the big brother relieved his tension, he spoke to his liking.

He was about to say a few more words to someone, when someone patted his shoulder, he looked up, and Qi Ye had already walked to the door.

This means asking him to follow.

[Fu Erdai]: I have something to do, brother, let's leave first, and get together when I have time.

Fu Wan closed the computer, walked out of the meeting room with ease, and headed towards the office on the top floor.

On the way, he met his uncle and uncle, and he greeted him politely.

He thought that his uncle would be radiant when he saw that the relationship between him and Qi Ye was suspected to be broken, but in fact, there were still dark clouds hanging on his big face for many years, so he only answered him with a thunderous hum. .

He didn't understand, the elevator stopped on the top floor, he swiped his card to go out, found Qi Ye's office, and opened the door.

Qi Ye sat on the sofa and watched him.

"This boss." Fu Wan said seriously, "I almost choked to death when I asked the question just now, and now you are asking me to meet in private, do you have a secret love for me, or do you love and hate me?"

He sat down on the armrest of the sofa, keeping some distance from Qi Ye.

Stupid man, pretending to be a vicious boss is quite similar.

A breeze passed by, clasped his hands around his waist, Qi Ye sat up, hugged him from his side, clasped his hands tightly.

"Fu Zaozao." Qi Ye asked, "Are you angry now?"

"Yes." Fu Wan said.

"Didn't I tell you?" Qi Ye explained, "You don't need to do anything, just let me do it."

"I'm almost exhausted." Fu Wan got angry when she mentioned this, "Do you think anyone can keep up with your overwhelming questions?"

But the effect seems to be quite good, I don't know why, it seems that the acting effect has been achieved by accident.

The eldest uncle and the second uncle bit the bait, and the others thought he had a blood feud with Qi Ye.

"Fu Zaozao." Qi Ye asked, "You just said... Maybe we can have a relationship in the future, what? Are you trying to cheat?"

"You still have the nerve to mention it, and ask about my shortcomings." Fu Wan put on a serious face, and settled the score after autumn, "My husband is you, so you still have the nerve to ask me if I've ever been in a relationship, why? I'm in a relationship with you?"

Qi Ye hummed muffledly, a very small voice that Fu Wan didn't hear.

It's just that after saying this, Fu Wan was a little stunned.

He and Qi Ye are too familiar, and they are both men, how can they fall in love.

He got dizzy from cursing.

Qi Ye still hadn't loosened his grip on his waist, strangling him, separated by a thin white shirt.

When Qi Ye hugged him that day, the metal belt buckle scratched a small piece of skin around his waist, and it was almost healed. Now that he was hugged by Qi Ye like this, the place felt a little warm again for no reason. hot feeling.

"Don't stick to me, you're tired." He broke free from Qi Ye's hand and walked to the other side of the sofa, "Summer is coming, I'm a little afraid of the heat."

Qi Ye didn't speak, and tapped his index finger on the sofa a few times.

"Fu Zaozao." After a while, Qi Ye spoke.

"What are you doing?" An impatient voice pretended to be the answer.

He was angry, probably because of other reasons, he didn't really like to stand on the opposite side of Qi Ye.

That sense of loss of control was like a cat that had always been docile to him, and suddenly the straight man bared his teeth and took a bite of him.

"I'll buy you shoes, don't be angry, okay?" Qi Ye coaxed patiently.

"Shoes? Shoes!" Fu Wan, who was sitting on the sofa shaking her body, imagining herself as a seaweed, suddenly straightened her back, "Really?"

"Have I ever lied to you?" Qi Ye asked.

"That's hard to say. The second deputy Fu said that you often draw big cakes for me. Although I don't know which one is a cake, maybe they understand it better in the entertainment industry." Fu Wan said.

Fu Wan has a hobby that Qi Ye doesn't understand, shoes.

Other boys might buy a brand of style for fun, and he ordered a pair of every shoe size and color, and they all took up half of Qi Ye's cloakroom.

He can wear fast-selling brands of clothes and pants, but not shoes.

During the live broadcast, netizens couldn't see his shoes, combined with his various stingy behaviors, they called him a poor ghost every day.

"Buy it." Qi Ye threw his mobile phone over, "I asked someone to make a show room for you."

"Brother, you're so kind." Fu Wan jumped all the way from the sofa cushions. Originally, she wanted to kiss Qi Ye on the cheek. Thinking about summer, he gets hot easily, so she hugged Qi Ye's neck instead, "Husband The soft rice given is too delicious."

He doesn't want to work hard anymore.

He completely forgot about Qi Ye playing with him just now.

Qi Ye breathed a sigh of relief, the centipede is easy to coax, and can be solved with money.

For several days after that, Qi Ye could only find Fu Wan in the pile of shoes.

At Xinyu Games, a sum of money was allocated to the eight selected ideas this time, allowing them to continue to refine the game design.

As Xie Hui said, Fu Wan's game design is relatively mature, whether it is cg or scene rendering, all have been fully prepared, and even collected a large amount of player data, which is almost ready The market-oriented kind.

But paying late is not too satisfying.

He is lazy, but he has feelings for the project at hand.

More than one person has mentioned the issue of love atmosphere to him, and he attaches great importance to it.

When Qi Ye came home from get off work, he couldn't find anyone, so he went directly to the cloakroom on the second floor, digging out people from the pile of shoes.

Fu Wan sat on the ground with her computer in her arms, thinking about a game plot.

This illustration was not done by himself, but by a girl in their production team.

When An Xia got the cg back then, she called out who was so sweet, so sweet.

Fu Wan pondered for a while, but didn't get too much.

"What are you looking at? So focused." Qi Ye frowned, and asked him standing at the door of the cloakroom, "Auntie's dinner is about to cool down."

"It feels a bit wrong." Fu Wan muttered to herself.

"What's wrong?" Qi Ye sat on the ground with him, and took the laptop from his hand.

"The illustration is wrong." Fu Wan said, "I can't understand it."

Qi Ye glanced at it: "That's right, there are no problems with the body proportions and facial features, and the human design has also been grasped. What do you think is wrong?"

It is a very plain picture with exquisite painting style. There is obviously no excessive interaction, but it is full of tension.

"This posture...can be hugged by a human?" Fu Wan wondered.

"Hmm..." Qi Ye observed for a while, "Yes."

"I still think it's a bit weird." Fu Wan insisted, he wanted to change the picture.

But the girl in their group who was in charge of drawing the pictures was terrible. If he changed her pictures, she might smash the keyboard on his head and call him a straight man.

While he was struggling, Qi Ye suddenly stood up, walked behind him, picked him up from the ground, clasped his waist, and hugged him.

His back was pressed against the door of the cloakroom, a little cold.

"If you doubt it, try it yourself." Qi Ye said, "Otherwise, you will definitely not feel at ease later."

Fu Wan felt that what Qi Ye said seemed to make sense.

"Well, let's do this again." Qi Ye glanced at the screen, adjusted the position of his legs, let him hang them around his waist, pressed slightly towards his waist, and asked, "Will it hurt? Boy Your flexibility should be a bit worse, but I remember you okay?"

Fu Wan shook her head, stretched out her hand and helped the door back.

Qi Ye held her firmly, but he still felt uncertain.

"Isn't this possible?" Qi Ye patted him gently with the hand on his lower back, "It's okay, don't change other people's paintings."

"Okay." Fu Wan compromised.

Qi Ye glanced at the computer screen for the last time, imitating the action in the illustration, bowed his head and pecked his lips lightly, then let him go and put him down.

"Hurry up." Qi Ye said, "Clean up your pile of junk and go downstairs to have dinner."

After speaking, Qi Ye turned and left.

Fu Wan stood where she was, listening to the sound of the door closing, feeling a little dazed.

Summer is coming, if you get too close, you will feel hot.

It seemed that Xia Feng broke into his neckline in advance, and his whole body felt like a midsummer.

And when a gust of wind passed by, he felt his cheeks were uncomfortably hot, and the heat didn't dissipate for a long time.

Kneeling on the ground in a hurry, he first tidied up his pile of junk, then opened the search engine and typed a sentence into it.

"Help, will people suddenly become sensitive skin?"