Facts have proved that no matter whether the turmoil can be endured or not, there are always a few short-tempered people who can't bear it, not only can't bear it, but they also directly hugged the little group treasure out, saying miserable and miserable one by one, exposing the sinister intentions of the design department!

Actually using such a cute cutie as an NPC, is this a human being?!

The design department was successfully scolded on the hot search again......

The design department smiled: get used to it, we're really used to it......

The design department habitually took a look at why they were scolded on the hot search, and then they were all stunned.

"Huh? Who designed this little girl? I almost thought I was a conscious player, but this is too vivid, right? A man who was a little shorter, with short hair and dense turns, with an eye, and looked a little thin, but still very capable, sat in front of the program and asked with some surprise.

"What little girl?" A middle-aged man in a bowler hat walked over and half-bent down to look at the recorded data.

"It's the tree spirit of the god and demon tree that has made a lot of trouble recently, and it actually uses the image of a child, but the effect is not bad, you can try more in the future." The young man smiled, and debugged Tuanbao's data several times in a row, and his eyebrows revealed even greater surprise.

The players who are slaughtering the forum are completely unaware that because of their crying, the design department has begun to consider the devil thing that NPCs use children......

"Tuan, Bao?" The middle-aged man squinted, saw the name on the record, and read softly.

"yes, Director, I really think this NPC's idea is quite good, why don't we get a few more to try the effect?" The young man grinned cheerfully, raised his eyes to look at the middle-aged man beside him, and before the middle-aged man could speak, another man sitting next to him with a tired face and heavy dark circles yawned, glanced at his head strangely, and then patted him on the shoulder, and said skillfully:

"The lad is new, isn't he?"

"Ah, yes......" The young man was stunned, and then immediately laughed again. The tired man leaned lazily back in his chair and yawned again. "The boy hasn't been doing this for long, has he? How old is it? Did you graduate? ”

"Graduated, graduated, twenty-five." The young man grinned. "How did the seniors see it? Am I being too naïve? ”

"Ah, that's fine." The tired man patted the young man on the shoulder again, and rubbed his head by the way, and the young man was slightly surprised.

Patting the shoulder can be regarded as an encouragement from the seniors to the juniors, what is it to rub your head?

Or two men?

The young man's eyes changed suddenly, although he didn't bend, but now that the Internet is so developed, what do so many little girls scream on the Internet at every turn still know, is he going to be unspoken rules as soon as he steps into the job?

No wonder society is really a big dye vat......

The young man's eyes were confused, and he didn't notice at all that the tired man touched his head and then glanced at the group of people behind him, and even the middle-aged man in charge stopped at his head for a moment.

The young man inexplicably felt a little cold on his head......

"Former ...... Senior ...... "The young man struggled for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to reject this bad atmosphere, and as soon as he spoke, he was suddenly rubbed by another senior behind him.

Youngster:??!

Mom! Society is terrifying! I'm going home to my mother!!

"Damn! Hair! It's really hair! The kind that pierces your hands when you touch it! The man behind him who had just rubbed his head snorted twice, and the next second the young man was held down by another senior and touched his head.

There was also a group of eager eyes around him.

"Young man, how much do you want to do it? What a great hair! I think I had such a head back then! The director took off his hat, silently touched his bald head, and sighed.

Young man: "......"

This...... Is it so ruthless?

"I said he must be a recent graduate cub, otherwise how could he have such good hair? It's long gone, okay? A big brother who touched his head and didn't let go let go of his hand enviously "tsk".

"Just by looking at the hair, you know that I haven't worked for a few years......"

"Hey! Don't let go of it! Let me touch it too! ”

Young man: "......"

Mom, is it so miserable? I want to change jobs a little bit, is it too late to change jobs now?

As if to see the young man's impatience, the director suddenly pulled the young man's shoulder and put it on his shoulder casually. "Go, go, go! Look at your data, don't mess around here, get out! ”

"Don't mind, Director, let's touch it again......" Some people are not afraid of the supervisor when they are smiling, and the one with a hippie smile has to reach out, and the director directly slapped him away!

"Get out of here, get out of here, I'll look at the little ......," the director glanced at the young man's badge. I'll take Xiao Ren to the president to report. ”

"Huh? Take me? "Little Any. He's just a rookie who just worked, and he just got bigger and bigger, isn't it a little too fast?!

"It's okay, you just come with me." The director put the hat back on, and then rubbed Xiao Ren's head again. "The president said that he didn't want to see our group of hairless, and finally there was a hairless one, so you just came with me."

Xiao Ren: "......"

No wonder they all said that the design department of the Nine Heavens was a group of sick people, and now he felt that there was indeed a little bit of it? And he's probably going to be one of the sick too......

Xiao Ren didn't have time to wave his hand to his non-sick life, so he was dragged into the president's office by the supervisor, and he was appointed as a microphone with hair......

Mo Chengzhu had a headache when he heard the design department, frowned and made some psychological construction before waving his hand to let the secretary call people in, Xiao Ren trembled and just entered the room, and met the surprised gaze of the big boss.

"Okay, right? I've got a hat, and there's a hairy one? The director followed him and rushed in, and Xiao Ren saw that the president's eyebrows immediately wrinkled, and even his face became not very good......

"Hey, hey, you're enough! I've got my hat on! The Director's face darkened.

Mo Chengzhu waved his hand and forcibly held back the irritability in his heart. "It's none of your business, it's my own ......"

"You can't see that you don't have hair! ! Who are you discriminating against?! I said, what's wrong with you? The director rolled his eyes. You have to do it, you can't see that Lao Tzu doesn't want to come to see your dead face! It's not as good as your second child! ”

"Ahem, Uncle Zheng, let's get to the point." Mo Chengzhu's secretary stepped forward and persuaded the director with a wry smile.