"Shen Miaomiao, just eat if you want. Is your mouth a colander? Why are you dropping potato shreds into my collar?"
"I can't control it. It fell down by itself. I didn't make it fall down..."
"Can't you just let it go? Can it grow legs and jump out of your burrito?"
"It just ran away by itself. It said, 'Goodbye, Mom, I'm sailing tonight' and then jumped out of my burrito. Maybe it felt safer in your collar..."
"You 'd be wasting your talent if you didn't write fairy tales."
The sun is rising.
The entrance of Binjiang Second People's Hospital.
Various breakfast carts were parked at the hospital gate, and people came in an endless stream to buy breakfast.
Gu Sheng carried little Nezha on his back as he walked through the busy breakfast stall.
At this moment, the two were discussing the issue of a potato shred from Shen Miaomiao's potato burrito falling into Gu Shengling's mouth.
After taking another bite of the fragrant potato burrito, Shen Miaomiao's voice seemed a little garbled:
"Hey, it smells really good... but it's a bit choking. Lao Gu, I want to buy a cup of soy milk."
"You buy soy milk for nothing, but you really caught a toad and squeezed it into a ball of powder, but you caught a humanoid self-propelled mount, right?"
Gu Sheng rolled his eyes, scolded Little Nezha for being too aggressive, and then walked up to the uncle who was buying soy milk:
"I want a cup of soy milk."
After taking the soy milk, little Nezha smiled happily: "What can I do? I left in such a hurry last night that I didn't wear shoes."
As she spoke, Shen Miaomiao stretched out her legs, kicked up her bare feet, and swung them in front of Gu Sheng.
Under the rising sun, the girl's plump ankles are coated with a layer of shiny warm color, a pair of slender feet are smooth, white, soft and boneless, the instep is like mutton-fat jade, the round toes are pink and playful, like delicate white datura flowers, in the warm summer breeze, they appear bold and beautiful.
“Does it look good?”
Gu Sheng was lost in thought when he heard Shen Miaomiao's slightly teasing voice.
"cough!"
Gu Sheng cleared his throat:
"What's good to look at? What are you talking about?"
"Just keep pretending, you old thief,"
Shen Miaomiao curled her lips:
"Tell me the truth, were you and Quentin in sync just now?"
"This, this, this...what are you talking about..."
Gu Sheng's face turned red:
"I appreciate beauty, not criticize."
"cut……"
Shen Miaomiao obviously did not agree with the old thief's high-sounding explanation and patted his shoulder:
"It's okay. Don't feel too stressed. After all, you've been known as a psychopath for a long time. Don't take it personally. I won't dislike you for it."
"Please stop it..."
Seeing that he was exposed, Gu Sheng also showed his true colors:
"It's still unclear who the real source of our Golden Wind's psychopath is."
"Hey? Are you being a little weird?"
Shen Miaomiao was startled:
"Are you insinuating me?"
"No,"
Gu Sheng laughed and said sarcastically:
"I am insinuating about the husky pillow on your bed."
puff--!!!
As soon as these words came out!
Shen Miaomiao almost spit out a mouthful of soy milk!
The little face turned red in an instant!
If she remembered correctly, she had a high fever yesterday and fell asleep in a daze while hugging the husky pillow with Gu Sheng's photo on it.
"I...I didn't..."
Shen Miaomiao hurriedly explained:
"It's not what you think!"
"Ah, yes, yes,"
Gu Sheng nodded:
"It's okay. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. After all, the golden wind is getting stronger and stronger. Your tense nerves need to be relieved. I won't dislike you for this."
Shen Miaomiao: ...
I was choked and stunned.
I was angry, but I couldn't leave by myself.
…
The two returned to Shen Miaomiao's old and shabby house and put Shen Miaomiao on the bed. Gu Sheng then breathed a sigh of relief and looked around Shen Miaomiao's rental house.
"It's quite unique,"
Gu Sheng looked around this rental house that was full of age:
"Why do you want to experience life here? Where is your big house that costs 7,000 to 8,000 yuan a month?"
"It's all because of you!"
Shen Miaomiao was furious when she heard Gu Sheng's sarcastic remarks:
"If you weren't a succubus in the gaming industry and you weren't being coveted by people from other companies every day, would I have spent more than a million yuan, or even taken out most of this year's salary in advance, to scare you?"
Ah this...
Gu Sheng grinned.
After all this fuss, it turned out that he was the culprit who caused little Nezha to "fall into this state".
Looking at the little Nezha lying on the bed with his hands on his hips, Gu Sheng couldn't help laughing:
"I'm sorry, I didn't know I was so popular, but considering that I showed up as a hero in time and saved your brain that was almost burned out by the 39.5 degree fever, let's offset our merits and demerits."
Speaking of.
Gu Sheng yawned and stood up:
"Okay, I'm going to go back and catch up on my sleep. I'll ask for leave from you at the same time."
"Remember to take your medicine and go for the infusion on time,"
"Also, don't put your keys under the floor mat anymore. It's not safe."
After explaining a series of things, Gu Sheng waved his hand and prepared to retreat.
This long night was very exhausting for him.
Running around with little Nezha on his back was not the most important thing. The high fever of nearly 40 degrees was too scary.
Even the doctor said that if you really wait until morning to see a doctor, there is a high probability that something will go wrong.
Now, after three bottles of fluid were administered, little Nezha's fever finally subsided.
Although he still looks a little weak and listless, it shouldn't be a big problem.
Seeing that Gu Sheng was about to leave, Shen Miaomiao opened her mouth: "Ah...you're just...going back?"
"yes,"
Gu Sheng spread his hands, as if it was natural:
"What else?"
The room froze for five full seconds.
Shen Miaomiao's bright eyes dimmed and she nodded:
"Oh, well..."
"I left,"
He waved his hand and just turned around, as if he remembered something :
"That's right."
"Ah?" Shen Miaomiao looked up at him: "Is there anything else?"
"Oil prices have risen recently." Gu Sheng said.
This incoherent sentence made Shen Miaomiao a little confused: "Emmmm...so?"
"So...I want to make some extra money recently,"
Gu Sheng shrugged, looking a little embarrassed, and scratched his head:
"That... ahem... my house..."
"It's just... I can't live in a three-bedroom, two-living-room house by myself, so I plan to find a roommate to share the rent with me."
After hearing what Gu Sheng said, Nezha's expression gradually changed from confusion to understanding. He also looked a little embarrassed, his face flushed, and he pretended to be serious:
"Oh - I see, that's great, how much do you want to rent it for?"
"I don't know either..."
Gu Sheng looked around the little Nezha's rental house:
"How much did you pay for the rent of this house?"
"I..." Shen Miaomiao bit her lip: "Five thousand."
"Well - mine has three bedrooms, two living rooms and a study."
Gu Sheng nodded:
"If we share the rent, it's just a one-bedroom apartment, so fifteen hundred yuan should be about right..."
"Okay, I'll just ask casually. You take a rest. I'll leave first."
After saying that, Gu Sheng raised his leg and was about to leave.
But before he could take this step, little Nezha raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute, brave man."
Very soon!
Gu Sheng immediately retracted his leg, just like in military training, and turned right at lightning speed, looking at Little Nezha:
"Anything else?"
"Well, ahem,"
Little Nezha snapped his fingers:
"You share a house...are there any restrictions on gender?"
"I don't have any. Anyway, I'm a grown man, as long as I don't get into too much trouble, that's fine."
Gu Sheng said:
"After all, I have little to do and a lot of free time. If the project is not urgent, I will go home and cook."
"I can't cook very good food, but I can cook Chinese food like stewing fish, meat and making dumplings, and Western food like steak, cod and mushroom soup."
"Oh, by the way, I also like spicy food, and I eat a nine-square grid or something at home from time to time..."
Listening to Gu Sheng's words, Shen Miaomiao tried hard to control the corners of her mouth from rising too obviously.
When she heard the three words "Nine-square grid", she couldn't hold it in any longer and quickly threw her head on the bed with a thud, burying her grinning face under the blanket, trying to suppress her laughter and shaking all over.
Seeing her like this, Gu Sheng was shocked:
"What’s wrong with you……"
"I...haha, wuwuwu...I still feel a little uncomfortable, hehe..."
Shen Miaomiao curled up in bed, pinching the inside of her thighs with her hands, trying hard not to laugh out loud:
"How about...how about you keep the benefits to yourself and solve the supply and demand problems within our company?"
"Um--"
Hearing this, Gu Sheng also turned his head, tried to press down the corners of his mouth, and nodded:
"That's a good idea. The people in our company know everything about it, which is good."
After taking a deep breath, Shen Miaomiao finally suppressed the crazy upward curve of her mouth and looked up at Gu Sheng.
A pair of big eyes sparkled: "Then..."
Gu Sheng also raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then..."
Shen Miaomiao nodded: "Then..."
Gu Sheng also nodded: "Then please tell Secretary Chu. I'm very happy to be her roommate. This way we can go to and from get off work more conveniently."
"Gu Sheng, what the hell are you!"
Shen Miaomiao raised her foot and kicked Gu Sheng.
How can this person be so mean!
Gu Sheng was well prepared and took a step back:
“Hey – I didn’t kick him! Hahahaha… I was just kidding.”
"I'll kick you to death!"
Shen Miaomiao refused to give in and gave him a series of fatal kicks:
"Although I am ill, it does not prevent me from eliminating harm for the people. Prepare to die!"
Bang!
In the end, it was Gu Sheng who was quick to catch the slender little foot:
“Am I going to raise the price?”
Feeling the warmth in Gu Sheng's palm, Shen Miaomiao's body shrank, and a slight tingling sensation passed through her body like an electric current, making her heart itch:
"You... took advantage of someone's misfortune! That's not what a gentleman does!"
"Wrong," Gu Sheng corrected him, "This is a normal price change caused by market supply and demand."
"Then...then let me go..."
"Then tear off the photo on the pillow first..."
"…I'll return the photos to you."
“…I let go.”
The two looked at each other for two seconds, then stretched out their hands and nodded to each other solemnly:
"Happy roommate, you pervert."
…
"What a pervert! Fuck! Even I, a pervert, think Lao Gu is a pervert..."
The next morning!
When Gu Sheng arrived at the company and walked to the entrance of the project department, he heard Lu Bian's voice coming from inside.
After Lu Bian finished speaking, the others also agreed and echoed -
"Yes, yes, our director is really too perverted."
"Yes, it is simply outrageous."
"This is already perverted enough. I guess everyone in the gaming community will start to say that Mr. Gu is a pervert."
“Hiss——you’re really perverted——”
'Brother Sheng is really daring...'
ah???
Gu Sheng stood at the entrance of the project department and felt terrible!
Isn't this the case that good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels far and wide?
Little Nezha too!
How come that mouth speaks so fast?
I was recuperating at home today and didn't come to work, but gossips arrived before I did?
This group of people too!
The entire project department is obviously mostly made up of men, so why are they so gossipy?
Thinking of this, Gu Sheng couldn't help but become serious and pushed the door open!
"What's wrong with my foot fetish? Why is foot fetishization perverted?"
"A gentleman is lustful but not lewd, he starts from emotion but stops at propriety!"
"Du Mu has a poem that goes, 'The hairpin ruler is cut by four fen, and the slender jade bamboo shoots are wrapped in light clouds'!"
"Even Tao Yuanming said, 'I wish I could make shoes out of silk, so that I could get around with plain cloth.'"
"Why am I a pervert? Huh? What's the difference between me and a leg and hand control?"
"You are just seeing things through tinted glasses and treating people differently!"
quiet.
Deathly silence!
The entire project office was so silent that you could hear a pin drop!
Everyone looked at him, their eyes filled with shock!
Looking at the expressions of the crowd, Gu Sheng coughed lightly:
"Hey - why are you looking at me like that? I may not be as good as Quentin, but I am still a big name in the gaming circle, right? Isn't it okay to have some hobbies?"
"...Okay...That's fine. We are all adults and we know that human XP is free..."
After a while, Lu Bian finally recovered from his shock and opened his mouth:
"But the problem is..."
"We didn't talk about XP, did we?"
Gu Sheng: ???
Lu Bian shrugged and gave an awkward but polite smile:
"We are talking about the TTF derivative project. Didn't you briefly tell me about the idea before? You said you were going to add the setting of 'exclusive skills' to the single gun battle?"
"We were just discussing this matter..."
"Everyone agrees that although this idea may not be accepted by the market, it is indeed very abnormal from the perspective of the industry. If it is done well, it may once again innovate the current FPS gameplay. It is an extremely challenging idea..."
"…Nothing about XP."
silence.
Silence is the golden wind today.
Gu Sheng looked at Lu Bian, at the river, and then at everyone.
Ha ha.
Sound blowing Sting.
Nodded:
"Okay, then I'm going to die first, you guys chat."
Click.
The office door closed, and the sound of murmurs of discussion could be heard from inside -
"Hiss— Mr. Gu, are you really going to commit suicide out of shame?"
"I said it before. Mr. Gu's previous performance was simply a perfect person, even a little unreal..."
'Indeed, he understands the market, the players and the games, and can be called an artist among game designers...'
'Artists always have to be a little bit eccentric, like Quentin.'
"The generous gift to thank Director Gu shouldn't be as outrageous as Director Quentin's."
"Don't worry, mental disorders are formed step by step."
'But this does not affect my admiration for the director'
"I understand. Who doesn't have their own XP?"
'But it's still rare to shout out XP so loudly'
'Brother Sheng is a true character!'
"As expected of a director..."
Listening to the discussions in the office, Gu Sheng closed his eyes in despair, and seemed to hear a crisp sound of breaking ringing in his ears.
A lifetime of reputation is ruined in an instant!
Brother's moral integrity——
Broken!