Walking out of Yang Yingcheng's villa, Xia Xueying felt the need to meet the company's online game designer Xun Shiyi before the four-party meeting, so she immediately drove to his studio in the city. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After sitting down, she asked straightforwardly: "In the past few days, haven't the people of Northeast Asia Energy been in contact with you?" Xia Xueying and Xun Shiyi studied together at the University of Edinburgh in the United Kingdom when they were in college, and they had a good friendship before they became colleagues, and they always spoke directly to each other.

"Well, Yang Tiancheng did call and said he wanted to have a meal with me. But when I found out that he had the intention of poaching, I flatly rejected him. Xun Shiyi looked at the latest issue of "Information and Network" magazine, and said in his own unique tone that was completely uninhibited.

"Very well behaved and very loyal. Miss Ben is rewarded with a lot of money, and she will give you a special bonus right away. Xia Xueying was overjoyed, she never hid her feelings in front of her relatives and true friends.

"Who is loyal to you," Xun Shiyi said, "can you give more money than Yang Tiancheng?" I'm just coveting the working environment and the development team that's been working so well. ”

"A man with no interest." Xia Xueying stood up and looked at the calligraphy and paintings in Xun Shi's relict room and said: "If you can give up your cold way of speaking, maybe your interpersonal relationship will be much better, and you won't be single at the age of 25." ”

"Come on." , Xun Shiyi said; "How can a three-dimensional lover compare to a two-dimensional one?"

Xia Xueying smiled and shook her head, strange that she had always been able to speak well, and she was speechless when she was refuted.

On the four walls of the living room, the calligraphy hung on it was written by Xun Shiyi himself. Xia Xueying was surprised that there was such a person who was not self-sufficient, and the level of poetry was so poor, and he could hang it on the wall in a grand manner. Xia Xueying casually chose a poem with fresh ink and read: "Walking in the green only sees the blue mountain sky, and the clear stream flows around the long pavilion." The distant mountains suddenly spread the Xinxiang song, and the night moon can be the same as at that time. There is little news after saying goodbye in spring, and when the geese return, they read Feihong. ”

"Kouheng", Xia Xue snorted softly without a voice. Is this called poetry? It is said to be a rhythmic poem, but it lacks a jaw couplet, and the six sentences cannot be regarded as quatrains. Just as he was about to grasp this handle and sparse Xun Shiyi for a moment, Xia Xueying's eyes were fascinated by another poem: "How many heroic things are in the rivers and lakes, and the wine fighting is full of spirit." The only regret of reading the golden book is that I don't see the sky fighting and slaying the dragon. ”

"Xun Shiyi, let me ask you. Did you write the plot of my family's Xiang'er and the captives killing each other in the script? Xia Xueying knocked out the "Information and Network" in the other party's hand, and her words were full of murder.

"I'll explain to you the setting of the story tree now." Xun Shiyi silently picked up the magazine and said: "The plot that exists in the plot tree is like the branches of a big tree, and there will be multiple subplots under a parent plot, and the conditions for triggering the plot of "Sword Cannibalism" are extremely harsh, according to my estimates, most of them will not be triggered when the first time the script is played. And I set the time frame of this plot to happen quite widely, so it is not necessarily caused by Guo Xiang and Guo Poyu's generation, but the probability of a death match between their successors is much higher. ”

Xia Xueying ignored his words, and after she quickly found the key in the house, she quickly opened the door to the studio, and pointed to the huge main server inside and said, "World Heritage, go, delete this plot for me." ”

Xun Shiyi shook his head and said, "I remember that when you persuaded me to develop this online game for you, you promised me that you would never interfere in your work. ”

"Yes, I remember." Xia Xueying said: "But I also remember that you moved me to RPG Huang Rong personally, and after a month as Huang Rong in the game, I not only experienced the sense of substitution of the character you assured me, but also had feelings for my relatives in the game." Go ahead and change it, World Heritage. I promised you not to mention the conditions that would embarrass you, and after I deleted this episode, I wouldn't interfere with your work again. Only changing a small part of the plot will naturally not destroy the overall balance of the game. This game is mine, and I think I still have that privilege. ”

"I'll admit that I've been touched by your words, especially by your passion for games... However, there is still nothing that can be done. Xun Shiyi said.

"Why?"

"Didn't you get a notice from the Chamber of Commerce? ”

"I didn't go back to the office after I got off the plane. What happened. "Xia Xueying's instinctive feeling has been extremely difficult."

"A moment before you came, the Chamber of Commerce informed me to stop all the work I was doing, and the ownership of our game was also held in trust by the Chamber of Commerce for the time being. The reason is ... The Chamber of Commerce did not recognize the ownership situation of the four companies at the same time, and ordered us to rectify it immediately. Quite a big reason, isn't it? Xun Shiyi said flatly.

Xia Xueying was thinking at this time: "The notice of the Chamber of Commerce should have been issued immediately after I rejected Yang Yingcheng's proposal... Quite delicate timing. ”