Gu Cheng and the Quan brothers and sisters chatted while eating, and it took two hours before and after the meal. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He has been working so hard and stressed lately that he drank four or five bottles of small soju. I was a little confused, but I was able to walk in the end.

Quan Shunyu saw that his posture did not look like he could go back to his residence, thinking that since he invited someone to drink, it was a little unauthentic to leave it when he was drunk, so he paid out of his own pocket to find a small hotel next to him and open a room.

Then he and his sister teamed up to help Gu Cheng to the hotel room and threw him down, and the brother and sister walked home.

The Kwon family lives in a high-rise apartment building on Handong Road in Cheongdam-dong. That area is where civil servants live.

"Huh, why is the living room lit? Could it be that my parents are waiting for us?" As soon as he got out of the elevator, Quan Shunyu couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw a bright light coming through the crack in the door.

His father was an official, very strict, and he usually had a regular schedule, going to bed early and getting up early.

Quan Shunyu took a deep breath, prepared to be criticized, and took the key to unscrew the security door.

"Where are you fooling around! I smell of alcohol, and I take Xiaoya with me! See if I don't clean you up. ”

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, his father Quan Yongtai was reprimanded.

The mother, Kim Sook-young, sat aside, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, not preventing her husband from teaching her son a lesson.

This is a precision-guided reprimand, not an AOE. Kwon Bo-ah, who was standing beside her brother, was not affected.

When you are a father, you usually don't get angry with your little daughter, and you even think that your daughter is also a "victim".

"Alas, sure enough, the daughter is biological, and the son is sent with phone bills. Quan Shunyu lamented in his heart, and carried his father's complaint without refuting it, and waited for his father's breath to gradually calm down, and then pretended to be pitiful and explained, "I also have a last resort, I talked about a business today, and I helped people to agree on an online game agency......"

As soon as Quan Yongtai heard that his son was talking about business, he could be regarded as having a step down. However, he didn't believe it right away, and decided to give it a try.

"Yes? That's understandable -- tell me what kind of game it is. ”

"It's called "Legend", it was developed by a game company called WEMADE, and it wants to sell the agency rights of Huaxia Kingdom......"

Quan Shunyu said it all like beans in a bamboo tube, to show that what he said was true. Seeing that his father's expression had improved, he asked with a slightly hippie smile: "Dad, Mom, why do you still think of waiting for us today......

Jin Shuying, the mother of Quan, who had never spoken, took the opportunity to play a round: "You kid, you're almost 20 years old! It's your birthday next week, and your dad is on a business trip. Originally, we wanted to surprise you tonight in advance. You're good to be out drinking with people. ”

Quan Shunyu immediately hit the snake with a stick: "It's okay, it's okay, I just drank wine just now, I haven't eaten enough, I can eat cake." ”

Quan Baoya also helped her brother, and a farce finally disappeared.

After blowing out the candles, the family each cut a small piece of cake to eat, and said some words of encouragement, and the birthday was over.

Kim Sook-young and Kwon Bo-ah cleaned up the housework, while Kwon Yong-tae called his son to the study and told him something.

"You're 20 years old and an adult. I'm going to put up the offerings in the teahouse in a moment. ”

Since ancient times, Dongyi people have learned a lot of etiquette from Huaxia, and they also have the habit of worshiping their ancestors. It is usually the time to worship ancestors during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but if you usually meet someone in your family and a crown, you will also be meaningful.

Quan Shunyu obediently followed his father to the teahouse, replaced the apples, jujubes, and rice cakes on the offering table with new ones, and wiped all the tablets of the three generations.

The rice cake is milled by Jin Shuying herself, and the only thing that Dongyi people worship their ancestors is that the rice cake must be handmade by the family, and it cannot be bought outside, otherwise it would rather not be offered to the rice cake.

When wiping the tablet, Quan Shunyu thought of a question that he had been puzzled for many years and said it.

"Dad, isn't it generally only for direct ancestors, why do grandfathers' generation even bring their aunts and grandmothers?"

Kwon Soon-woo pointed to the name "Kwon Young-ae" on the tablet, which was his father's sister-in-law.

In East Asian countries, if a daughter marries into someone else's family, she will not be offered to the tablet of her family.

Quan Yongtai snorted coldly: "My uncle died early, and my sister-in-law has no heirs, so of course I have to go back to my parents' house to provide for it." ”

"Oh. Quan Shunyu found that he was really redundant to ask, he knew that it would be good to check the etiquette and customs on the Internet, and he was saved by his father in vain complaining that "he didn't learn and didn't know".

Quan Shunyu still remembers what happened to this elder: his aunt and grandmother are only seven or eight years older than his father, but more than 20 years younger than her brother, that is, Kwon Shunyu's grandfather. When he was young, he had a good life, and he married a university teacher, but who knew that the good times would not last long, and during the Gwangju tragedy in 80, the husband of my aunt and grandmother took the students to do things, and was killed by Jeon Dou-hwan's army with machine gun fire in the street.

At that time, Quan Shunyu had just been born, and in his memory, his aunt and grandmother had always returned to their parents' house to live as widows, and they had no children, and they died of depression more than ten years later.

When his father, Kwon Yong-tae, was a national team skater and won a medal for his country at the Sapporo Winter Asian Games. Relying on this achievement, he became a civil servant in the sports room of the Ministry of Culture and Sports after retiring.

Later, Quan Douhuan was ousted from power, and the new team stood in line to liquidate, and found that a relative of the Quan family had been killed in Gwangju, which according to Huaxia's words, it was considered a "red-five-class". Quan Yongtai's career became smoother and smoother, and he was transferred to the cultural office, which was easier to make political achievements, and slowly became the deputy director for more than ten years.

From this point of view, the power family can have today's career achievements, and more or less thank the deceased for his legacy. It is not an exaggeration for Kwon Yongtai to offer his deceased aunt.

After Quan Shunyu figured it out, he pointed to a blank space on the tablet and asked one last question: "Then what is this blank position for?"

Quan Yongtai patiently explained: "Back then, your aunt and grandmother had a sister who was ten years older than her. In 49, you were taken to Kaesong by your great-grandfather to marry an officer in the north who had business dealings. As a result, the war was fought in the second year, and the northern army occupied Kaesong at once, and your great-grandfather died in the chaos, and her whereabouts are unknown, so leave it blank. I don't know anything else, I wasn't even born at the time, and your grandfather told me that he was alive. ”

Quan Shunyu silently wiped the tablet and went back to sleep.

……

"Mr. Gu, you said that you wanted to make us popular, and now the company's artificial intelligence content push platform has been completely launched...... You, do what you said still count?"

"We have dedicated the first time to you, and I heard from the senior sisters who graduated in the previous two classes that you are the most trustworthy. Can't we just give in to our session!"

"Who in the circle doesn't know, you Gu always spit on a pit, as long as you are fortunate to be in our 'Lolita Group 48', which one has more than 100 million fans in a year and a half. When you asked for our bodies, you didn't hesitate!"

Gu Cheng was lying on the bed in the hotel, and it seemed that he was back in 2040.

There are red and pink around, cute girls are rampant, and there are crying in my ears. The eyes are full of bee waists and long legs, soft heads, pink light, delicate and delicate.

"I'm sorry, but the ultimate push AI is already online. Even though I wrote it, I couldn't make it stop. From now on, there will be no need for editors, brokers, and distributors on the planet.

'The individual singer sells the music directly to the individual buyers who like her, and there is no middleman to make the difference'. Even if someone wants to use the advertising resources in their hands to untact female celebrities, no one can do it - so, I'm sorry, if you feel that I have lost money, I can compensate you financially. ”

The group of hazy girls were angry for a while, and seemed to still hold the last trace of fantasy, shaking Gu Cheng's shoulder with her milk and crying: "Who wants your money! We want to be popular! How can we not stop! Could it be that your artificial intelligence program is the Skynet in "Terminator"!"

Gu Cheng refused coldly: "Even if I could, I wouldn't do that! That's my lifelong dream! Create a world where 'use technical means to eliminate any opportunity for female artists who want to uncover rules'." ”

"That's so great, then you had a kind of don't sleep with us in the first place! You're the biggest scumbag yourself, okay?"

Gu Cheng felt that his soul was shouting: "Hehe, I didn't say that I wasn't a scumbag, I thought you didn't care - those who were willing to come to Lori Group 48 actually started talking to me about self-esteem." If you have self-esteem, why don't you go to self-media, why don't you go to SOLO, why do you want to be an artist in the combination of industrial mass sales!

You don't have differentiated core competitiveness, your faces are almost the same, your talents are similar, and it's not fair to let anyone become popular first. What other screening methods can I have? If you don't make instant noodles yourself, don't blame others for tasting them and throwing them away!"

This girl group called "Lori Tuan 48" has nothing to do with AKB48 of the Fuso people back then. After all, AKB has also created a new style, which is a bit creative. Later, the 48th regiment of the N species was purely an industrial pile of pigs following the trend, and they did their best to do their knife work. But for a while, the market was destined to be more popular for this kind of thing, and Gu Cheng's company inherited this inheritance after eliminating a competitor, and had to use its surplus heat to make some money - although Gu Cheng never looked down on those people in his bones.

The girls looked sad and indignant, and seemed to have made up their minds. They didn't expect that they would be played with miserably, and in the end they would be looked down upon by Gu Cheng, and all their thoughts were disillusioned in an instant, and their hearts were connected.

They put on a greasy expression that was as gentle as water again, rubbing Gu Cheng one by one, and their claws were down, removing the last fig leaf on their bodies, while picking Gu Cheng clean.

One of them lay on Gu Cheng's body, swaying and swaying, and finally took advantage of the moment when Gu Cheng's heart wavered, took the sharp blade quietly handed over by the sister next to him, and stabbed Gu Cheng in the chest.

Several sisters came up together, and a few knives pierced Gu Cheng, who was full of evil, into a blood gourd.

Who let him do a lot of evil, and he has done this kind of evil deed by a hundred people, and he should pay for his life.

Gu Cheng twitched, quickly recognized the reality, and gave up resistance.

"You ...... Aren't you afraid of death, kill me like this, and all four of you will have to pay for their lives!"

"In order not to let you harm more people, it is worth killing four!" The girls' eyes were filled with frenzied flames, and they didn't seem to know what they were talking about.

"Confused...... But it's good that my long-cherished wish has been fulfilled. I am the last godfather of the entertainment industry on this planet, and the way for future generations to think of unspoken rules has been completely wiped out by my absolutely impartial content recommendation program!"

"You've beeped enough, you've beeped enough, I'm going to draw a knife! I didn't have a trace of remorse until I died. The girls' hands trembled, and they still couldn't understand the man in front of them who was so open-minded until death.

"Repentance? ahem...... Hundreds of people were killed to save 10,000 people, although they died nine times, they still did not regret it. Gu Cheng suddenly laughed twice, and the sharp pain in his lungs pierced by the knife was even worse, "Okay, people are dying, and their words are good." I have to say repentance, if I am given another chance, I hope that I can make today's achievements without harming so many girls. ”

Gu Cheng's words are sincere. He staggered from the era when his personality and literature were forced into the corner by kimchi garbage, and he crossed the river by feeling the stones, and it was impossible to say that he did not create evil. Especially in the years when the pressure is huge and there seems to be no way forward, it is common to give up on yourself and relieve pressure casually.

But if he had been given another chance, he would have crossed the river and would not touch the dirty stones in the mud again.

After all, he already knew where the path was. If you touch the stone for a long time, it will get tired.

"Pull it out!" the girls shook their hands, and four blood arrows gushed out.

The blood seemed to be in disbelief about all this, and was eager to break free from Gu Cheng's body to see how this human tragedy happened.

It's like Shakespeare's scene when Brutus assassinates Caesar.

"Remember to clothe me, I'm going to die like Caesar. ”

"You can go with confidence. They blankly copied Gu Cheng's Armani trench coat and wrapped it around Gu Cheng's corpse.

Caesar is dead, but Rome remains.

He felt his soul go out of his body, and a voice in the darkness was calling, willing to give him another chance, to be a good person.

……

"Ahh

Gu Cheng's eyes were red, and he sat up in shock in his dying illness, feeling his blood pressure soaring.

His hands frantically waved and clenched, trying to make sure there was no knife wound to his chest.

"Ahh

"Smack-"

With a girl's scream, Gu Cheng received a heavy slap on the cheek.

(Thank you for the rewards of 6 book friends such as Tianfeng Chenying, Next Year, and Gangfeng, and kneel down and beg everyone to hurry up and go into the pit and don't raise it, so that the editor can see that I still have use value.) ）