Vol 2 Chapter 118: Cocoon

Emoticons are one of the great inventions. The same expression can decipher various meanings.
After receiving the expression of a blood-stained knife, Chen Zhang began to think deeply.
What Yin Ronglan saw when he came back was the scene where he was thinking deeply about the phone screen.
"What are you thinking about?" The coats have to be changed in the future, reaching for his forehead and making sure it is not a physical discomfort.
Chen Zhang presented Mr. Wu's emoji in front of Yin Ronglan: "What do you mean?"
The culprit can read more or less: "Maybe it is a threat."
Chen Zhang didn't quite understand that such a childish look was not like Mr. Wu's handwriting.
Yin Ronglan sat down next to him: "I have seen the online running with the ball, I have seen it." Waiting for Chen Zhan to answer, he said: "You are stupid when you are stupid for three years."
"..."
Speaking of this, Chen Zhang didn't take that much care anymore, but instead mentioned the recent misfortune of being a few pounds fat.
Yin Ronglan glanced at him... His figure was well-proportioned, but he didn't really look big, his face was slightly rounded, but he showed some childishness: "It's not a big deal."
Chen Zhan stood in front of the mirror: "If you get fat and don't tighten, you can make bones and meat more precious."
Yin Ronglan tried to translate it, but it was to show that he wanted to increase his value, and somehow it was so horrible.
Looking at the person in the rear through the mirror, Chen Zhan conveyed the idea of ​​being close to Zhu who is red and being close to Ink with his eyes.
Yin Ronglan thought that he was going to face a crazy young man who worked hard to code. Who knew he was closing the computer directly and went to the next room to start calling.
The conversation time was very long. After eating a bowl of noodles and cutting a fruit plate, Chen Zhan didn't come out.
Turning on the TV, Yin Ronglan's gaze lingered on the clock hands hanging on the wall from time to time. For half an hour, Chen Zhangcai walked out of the room slowly with the mobile phone, with a small book in his head and shoulders, leaning against the wall with difficulty Write shorthand while listening to the phone, and murmur from time to time'So it is. ’
After hanging up the phone, Yin Ronglan looked over and seemed to inadvertently say: "A new friend?"
Chen Zhan shook his head and emphasized: "Common'friends'."
The three words ‘Lin Chiang’ emerged involuntarily, and Yin Ronglan frowned slightly:
He occupied too much time in our lives.

Chen Zhang: "Be specific."
"You mentioned Lin Chiang many times."
Chen Zhang thought for a while: "I am also a topic that they can't get around, you don't suffer."
"..."
Yin Ronglan remained silent for a few seconds, wondering how he came to this equation.
It was indeed Lin Chiang who was talking with Chen Zhang, who seriously asked how he would deal with himself if the world had no law.
Lin Chiang was really not disappointing. He opened his mouth and talked about more than ten stimulation methods.
Between the lines, there was a feeling of depression, and at the end, the tone became more and more relaxed, like a balloon floating in the sky.
Chen Zhang also called Tan Changming and Zhang Chenggong and others. Although the plan they provided was not as detailed as Lin Chiang's, it was better to have a sense of picture.
At night, Yin Ronglan reads the book with the nightlight on, and the lover lists on the other side. He really couldn't hold back his curiosity, leaning his head and leaning in. After seeing the "sixty-six ways to kill Chen Zhang" on his notebook, his face changed slightly.
"You can't make a joke about life and death." In the rare process of getting along, the tone of the speech was slightly serious.
Chen Zhang: "It's not a joke, but a game."
He did not wait for him to express his opinion, and said: "The most important thing in modern society is pressure. How to reduce pressure is very important."
Yin Ronglan began to have a headache, but he had to close the book and listen patiently.
Chen Zhang: "Do you think anyone will hate me?"
Yin Ronglan hesitated for a moment: "Maybe."
"to be frank."
"...Innumerable."
Chen Zhang nodded: "In order to release the pressure, many people began to retaliate against society to do irreparable things, so I am going to build a decompression game."
Staring at the dozens of plans listed on the small book, I am quite proud: "As long as players buy props, they can torture and kill me in the game."
Yin Ronglan remained silent for a few seconds, got out of bed and turned over the thermometer in the home medicine cabinet... It may not be accurate to measure it by hand during the day, it seems that he is really sick.
Chen Zhang refused to measure the temperature, saying that it was the result of deliberate consideration: "The game launched last year has fewer and fewer downloads and will not bring much profit."
And he has the experience of playing games and fixed cooperation objects once, once launched, it will get twice the result with half the effort.
Yin Ronglan sighed: "So you solicit ideas from those who have hatred in the past."
Chen Zhan squinted and smiled: "Just be a questionnaire."
Symbolically ask how much those people hate themselves, will they be so disgusted that they want to do it themselves, and if they can take any plan.
Yin Ronglan's eyes were fierce and he pointed directly at the core: "Improve the game by drawing on the ideas of others. When the game is launched, its first players may not be sure of these people."
Wealthy children are not short of money themselves, they can ‘show their ambitions’ in the game, why not?
Chen Zhang said very seriously: "They realized the happiness of killing me with the second yuan, and I got the money, isn't it the best of both worlds?"
The voice fell, and for a few minutes, each other's breathing seemed to be stagnant, and the static needle in the bedroom could be heard.
After a long while, Yin Ronglan Yu Guang carefully observed Chen Zhan's micro-expression and confirmed that he saw a sincere emotion in the other person's eyes, and could not help sighing: "If you come out to do business a few years earlier, you might be fine with me."
The term mobility seems to be tailor-made for Chen Zhang.
The first thing I woke up the next day was to contact the game designer I had worked with before. He demanded excellent pictures, especially the sound effects and special effects. But the picture cannot be too and brutal, and it is easy to be banned.
Different from the past, Chen Zhanneng's price has also doubled.
If you get a satisfactory price, there is a promise that the preliminary design will be given before the end of the month. Designers are also due diligence, first use four days to make a promotional film, so as to facilitate advertising in advance.
In the propaganda film, Chen Zhan's mimicry of the villain died in various funny ways. Apart from being funny... It was inexplicable.
When he put the video on Weibo, the cuteness of most netizens had similarities.
"It's inexplicable to read it three times."
"Do not hide everyone, I feel that my soul has been purified!"
"I'm a fan. I'm addicted to face value, and it's really cool!"
...
During this period of concentration in business, no matter whether it is a law enforcer or Mr. Wu, there are only a few times in my mind. Chen Zhan seemed to return to his former days, without unpredictable external power, and strive to achieve his goal in life.
What happened was contrary to his wishes. On this day, he asked the game designer to check the finished product in the cafe. After trying it out, he was quite satisfied with the style.
The horror wind that tends to stay cute is like a faceless man. At first glance, it is a little scary, and it can still show warmth after a long time.
Designer: "If you have any comments, you can always comment."
Chen Zhang's expression was solemn: "Can the picture of a headshot in the end make him close his eyes?"
The unforgettable scene looks sad.
The designer asked back: "It's all headshot, how do you close your eyes?"
Chen Zhan pursed her lips and drank the juice: "Yes."
When he looked up, he suddenly saw the person next to the table, and the two sides were separated by a corridor. Mr. Wu did not know how long he stared at him.
The same eyes, but there is no fluctuation in the dust-covered ancient well. Chen Zhan couldn't help frowning. It seemed that something unknown had happened to the other party.
Mr. Wu did not take the initiative to speak, and calmly left after eating the snacks in the plate.
Chen Zhang withdrew his gaze: "I will contact you again if I have an idea."
The designer nodded and took the notebook away.
Chen Zhang: "Go follow him."
[System: designer or stayer? 】
Chen Zhang was helpless: "Naturally is the latter."
The system goes fast and comes back quickly.
After the effort to settle the account, it showed up again and brought a not-so-good news: "The system of the stranded is awake."
After Chen Zhan finished scanning the code, I didn't know whether it was because of the expensive bill frowning or the proper news: "Where are others?"
[System: Feed pigeons by the fountain in the park. 】
Forest Park is just crossing the road from here. There were many people in this period of time. Chen Zhan lowered the brim and hurried forward.
By the fountain were a group of children chasing and playing around, looking around and seeing someone sitting quietly on the bench in the distance. From the physical point of view, it should be the person he wants to see.
Tonight's afterglow was extremely warm, Chen Zhan sat down on the other side, the two sides stood like guardian stone statues that did not interfere with each other.
Chen Zhan took the initiative to break this silence and deliberately tried: "Did you come up with the answer to dancing with the devil?"
The light in Mr. Wu's eyes changed faintly, and for a moment he spoke in a low, inaudible voice: "That's just a trap you used to deceive me." After saying that, he turned his head and said, "Your memory must have been restored long ago."
It took a lot of effort to lower the IQ of the other party. Seeing that the normal level was restored, Chen Zhang wondered whether it had been exchanged for a special medicine to enhance intelligence.
Mr. Wu ignored this conjecture: "This method is very useful for forcibly reducing intelligence and then counter-killing." After a pause, he smiled suddenly and said: "But it is not difficult to resolve."
The temperament of the whole body is very different from the past, and it is even calmer than when Chen Zhangchu met him.
"Look there." Mr. Wu smiled at a pair of parents in the distance. The adult was teaching the disobedient boy: "How old are you, your brother is more sensible than you!"
After watching this short "family unit drama", I slowly opened my mouth again: "I saw an interesting saying on the Internet, where is the meaning of having a second child...Large training is no longer effective."
Chen Zhan snorted and raised an eyebrow: "Do you want to have a baby and extend hatred to the next generation?"
Without answering the question, he said to himself: "It works, I will not have offspring. So when he was an adult, I was old, and my mental decline could be hanged."
Wen Yan Wu's face finally changed, but unfortunately this anger was not sublimated, and suddenly dropped to freezing point again. And in Chen Zhan's slightly surprised eyes, he calmed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a few breathing kung fu, Chen Zhan revealed a stunned invincible: "Are you going to be..."
Mr. Wu smiled slightly: "With the help of the system, I successfully developed seven personalities."
Everything seemed to be under control: "Despite your mental decline, one personality is ruined, let the next one play."
"..."
How much hatred is this? !
[System: ...If my colleagues had the cleverness at that time, they would not be forced to retire by the host. Re-employment...Empty. 】
The author has something to say: Chen Zhang: How much hatred? How much hate!
Mr. Wu: I am invincible.