"Me? I just got off today and tried to play for a while. ”

Yan Fuguang saw that she looked like she had found a soulmate, and couldn't help but laugh: "You like to play this?" ”

Zhang Yuanyuan nodded violently, and was a little angry: "I've been playing for several years, and the level is still average, the highest can only be gold, and I can't go up after that." ”

"It's important to be a participatory player~" Yan Fuguang said with a smile.

Zhang Yuanyuan didn't care, and waved his little hand and said: "Ahem, it's not easy for me to get gold in this kind of game, and it's not a profession, just play casually!" ”

Just as Yan Fuguang's game ended, Zhang Yuanyuan came over to take a look, and his record was 8/1/4.

"Didn't you say you only played today, this and this...... Is this super-god? Zhang Yuanyuan was so shocked that he stammered.

Mortal gods of distress generally can't understand it, just like Yan Fuguang doesn't understand what the difficulty of this game is.

The warm-up games she used to train hand-eye coordination were countless times more complicated than the operations of "Top of Glory".

"Forget it, don't say it, I understand!" Zhang Yuanyuan wanted to cry without tears, "There are differences between people, maybe you just know a little more than others!" ”

Zhang Yuanyuan's expression management is a must, and he can definitely show 100% grief and anger when he should be sad.

Yan Fuguang was amused and laughed, and reached out to poke her round face, it was quite happy to have such a little assistant.

Pulling Zhang Yuanyuan to get up, Yan Fuguang said, "Let's eat first, what did you order today?" ”

Speaking of eating, Zhang Yuanyuan slapped his head and immediately rushed to the dining table, and quickly opened the lunch box so as not to affect the taste of the dish with moisture.

"I bought your favorite golden crispy hairtail, eat it while it's hot."

"You went to Jin Rong Ji?"

Yan Fuguang knew which dish it was at a glance, don't look at her very homely, but she has already tried a small half of the delicious places in Shanghai.

"Well, they just opened their doors when they passed by, so I just ordered their house."

Zhang Yuanyuan stretched the bowl and chopsticks.

"By the way, Sister Yun asked me to shoot some material, it's best to make a vlog, did she tell you?"

Yan Fuguang nodded, and gave Zhang Yuanyuan a bowl of rice and said, "Say, you can watch and shoot later, just be careful not to shoot too many furnishing backgrounds." ”

There are a lot of Yan Huaizuo's works hanging at home, and Yan Fuguang doesn't want to expose them yet.

Chen Yuanyuan nodded, and didn't ask why, anyway, the camera was just on the person, Yan Fuguang's appearance can be played, and he can shoot it any way.

Jin Rong Ji's hairtail fish is Yan Fuguang's favorite, there are two servings on the table that they have eaten at all, as well as drunken crab, yellow croaker and garlic bean noodles, Yan Fuguang is rarely able to eat.

"Envy, jealousy, hatred, you don't get fat by eating anything." Zhang Yuanyuan looked envious, "It's not like me, it's like blowing up a balloon if you don't pay attention to it." ”

"Didn't you do that aerobics?"

Last time, I happened to hear Zhang Yuanyuan say that she wanted to lose weight, Yan Fuguang had already taught her, and it was a 1v1, super VIP course.

Who knew what Zhang Yuanyuan's round head shook like, and directly refused.

"No, no, your aerobics is not human, it hurts, I can't stand it, I really can't stand it, I'd rather do that thing every day, it's cute to be round."

Yan Fuguang was helpless, so there was no way.

Even in the future generations with genetic drugs, it is still unspeakable pain to change the appearance and posture, not to mention that now, this simplified version of aerobics is already the most painless method of body shaping.

Afraid that Yan Fuguang would pull her to do that life-threatening aerobics, Zhang Yuanyuan quickly cleaned up the mess, turned on the camera and entered the working state.

"Well, you can do whatever you want, you can pack your luggage however you want, and I'll find the angle myself."

Zhang Yuanyuan at work is still quite professional, she taught herself retouching and editing when she was in school, and her photography skills are OK, so it can only be said that Mo Yunxuan's assistant is indeed an all-rounder.

Yan Fuguang actually didn't have much to pack, so it was almost enough to pack a bag of toiletries, take a few sets of clothes for daily wear, and bring two pairs of shoes.

Zhang Yuanyuan was afraid that the material would not be enough, so he could only keep handing over the words, who made Yan Fuguang move too fast, and he couldn't hold it without chatting for a few words.

"What type of clothes do you like to wear?"

"More makeup or no makeup?"

"What's the secret to skincare?"

……

Zhang Yuanyuan racked his brains, and threw the questions out one after another, and in the end, Yan Fuguang was lying on the bed.

She supported her chin with both hands, and her legs were staggered and swayed, just waiting for Zhang Yuanyuan to run out of words.

At this time, the sound of a mobile phone vibrating came from the bedside table.

Yan Fuguang stretched out her arm to reach the mobile phone, and the screen prompted a new WeChat message, so she took the mobile phone and shook it at Zhang Yuanyuan.

Zhang Yuanyuan deliberately pinched off the video, and did not bother her, but instead found an angle and began to take pictures.

[The record is good, how does the game feel, give some opinions? ] ——Ji Yingzhou

Yan Fuguang was puzzled, what is the record?

Thinking so, she asked too.

Ji Yingzhou probably has his mobile phone by his side, and he replies to the message quickly.

[This is not what you called? 】

There is also a screenshot of the circle of friends attached to the back, which is the record map shared by Yan Fuguang with one click by mistake.

Yan Fuguang knew that he had sent this.

opened the circle of friends and saw that many people had already commented and liked, especially Yang Huohuo, who directly asked her to open the black when she was free in the comments.

[It's okay, it's very easy to get started, and the social attribute is stronger than the game attribute.] 】

Yan Fuguang replied.

She logged in directly with WeChat, at least most of the young people in her friend list were among them, and as long as she killed the opposite game, someone would leave a message asking for a friend position after the end.

As the leading product of Lightyear Technology and the overlord in the field of instant messaging, Weixin has laid a strong user base for the top of Glory, and you can pull three or five friends to form a group to start a game anytime and anywhere.

Ji Yingzhou raised his eyebrows and smiled, his vision was accurate.

Compared with the end game that attaches more importance to competition, the production idea of Peak of Glory is indeed to drive the game with social networking, and then use the game to feed back the social.

[Your game talent is very good, I see that you have only played a dozen games, and the win rate is already very high. ——Ji Yingzhou

[It's okay, it's not that difficult. ——Yan Fuguang

She really doesn't think it's challenging to operate, and as for the game strategy, in her opinion, it's just a very basic strategic operation, and the simulated military exercises she has done are at least dozens of times more difficult.

Perhaps the only difficulty with this game is that she can't control whether her teammates are brain-dead or not.

[At the end of the year, there will be a star exhibition match in the Glory Summit Champions Cup, do you want to come? ——Ji Yingzhou

Ji Yingzhou suddenly remembered that there was this event, so he invited it.

Yan Fuguang smiled, this person is really interesting, are you afraid that she will lack job opportunities?

Zhang Yuanyuan is quite strange, why did this person chat and laugh while chatting.

Forget it, she just shoots hers.

[Let's see it then, if you have time, you can consider it.] ——Yan Fuguang

To be honest, Ji Yingzhou has always felt that Yan Fuguang has a magical quality.

She didn't seem to care about his identity at all, whether it was in the company that day or now, she was very comfortable talking to him from beginning to end, without youthful recklessness, no flattering awe, and no pretended proximity.

He liked the feeling.

[Okay, feel free to tell me if you want to come.] ——Ji Yingzhou