Vol 2 Chapter 137: World BOSSx game producer

Zheng Yajun found that because he knew Yuan Ziqian too well, he underestimated the current Yuan Ziqian.
Although Yuan Ziqian couldn't tell like a teapot poured dumplings, he was very good at making it!
Even if Zheng Yajun was killed, he could not expect that Yuan Ziqian, a patient with interpersonal disabilities and mild social fear outside of games and history, could think of such a good way to cleanse himself.
Because he was not good at speaking, Yuan Ziqian simply kept silent. He condensed all explanations into actual actions, and such actions are more efficient.
There is no doubt that the impact of watching a live broadcast is different from the narration of text. In addition to the comparison between the two, the live broadcast is more real and more powerful than all announcements.
Especially when Yuan Ziqian's modeling material is as fast, accurate and shocking...
Zheng Yajun did not want to admit that even he himself was lost for a while when he saw Yuan Ziqian building the Suzaku Palace.
That's not even a job that a game architect can complete. Yuan Ziqian's rich spiritual world, unthinking actions, and flowing processes have turned a boring and cumbersome material modeling into a pleasing solemnity. art.
Of course, one minute on stage will cost ten years off stage.
Neither the audience nor Zheng Yajun would know that the scene they are seeing now was specially arranged by Luo Jiujiang to let Yuan Ziqian rehearse in advance!
When Zheng Yajun launched a public opinion offensive with the intention of turning Yuan Ziqian into a rat crossing the street and everyone shouting and beating, Luo Jiujiang and Yuan Ziqian immediately...
...I didn't notice this at all.
At that time Yuan Ziqian was focusing on the use and practice of his soul, and Luo Jiujiang was trying to write a new game as a surprise for Han Qianling.
As for the world BOSS Han Qianling, he canceled the itinerary to threaten players on the line today, but was quietly resting on Luo Jiujiang's lap.
He listened intently to Luo Jiujiang's laughter, heartbeat, breathing, and the sound of blood flowing in his veins, as if it were the most beautiful sound in the world.
If it weren’t for the system 5555 to be hurriedly taken offline from the game, and the radio waves were distorted and asked what these stupid carbon-based lives were doing, it might not be until the world BOSS plans to go online to play players, they would not discover those things that are very detrimental to Yuan Ziqian rumor.
However, for Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling, as long as the situation has been discovered by them, it is not too late.
Before deciding on the strategic policy, there was a simple dialogue between Han Qianling and Luo Jiujiang.
"Who is that man? I'm going to kill him."
"Yes, but not necessary yet."
"I just curse him directly."
"No problem, but don't worry yet."
"I'll find where he is and go and bite him."
"How about changing it to chop him? Qianling still don't eat weird things."
After a pause, Luo Jiujiang said again: "For that kind of scum, we can deal with him no matter what, anytime we can deal with him... But for Zi Qian, things are not just like this."
Luo Jiujiang turned his head in Yuan Ziqian's direction and said seriously: "Last time, because of the mismatch with the opponent's strength, you lost what you care about. This time, you don't need to be afraid anymore, because we are with you. together."
At this point, Luo Jiujiang smiled, and there is a kind of stable power between his eyes and eyes that shines brightly: "Your reputation, your dream, the grievances and injustices you have suffered, let us take it back together. "
After hearing these words, Yuan Ziqian's hand on his side trembled unconsciously.
"...Thank you, thank you." He said incoherently: "I didn't feel helpless this time...I won't be alone anymore, I will face him and confront him..."
Luo Jiujiang stretched out his hand to Yuan Ziqian, Han Qianling slowly revealed a quiet smile, and looked at him kindly.
Yuan Ziqian: "..."
Through intuitive judgment, he decided not to shake Luo Jiujiang's hand.
Luo Jiujiang comforted him: "We will accompany you, give you advice and be the supporter behind you, so don't be afraid."
"I'm not afraid." Yuan Ziqian said hesitantly: "I am definitely not afraid. I just confronted him directly...So, um, well, can you not do anything illegal?"
Mr. Han, who has put forward many suggestions for violation of law and discipline: "..."
Mr. Luo, who has never rejected any suggestion to violate the law and discipline: "..."
The two looked at each other together, and then Luo Jiujiang clenched his hand into a fist and leaned to his lips and coughed dryly.
Han Qianling nodded slightly at Yuan Ziqian, and encouraged him without rushing: "Very good, wonderful, fellow Yuan Daoist might as well keep your current courage."
Yuan Ziqian: "!!!"
Shocked, is this, is this a threat?
...
Regardless of whether that sentence was a threat or not, they all responded to this violent public opinion incident.
The system 5555 monitors the mainstream speeches on the Star Network in real time, and Luo Jiujiang grabs Yuan Ziqian to train the material construction of Suzaku Palace.
As for Han Qianling, as the former palace lord of the deep snow, the lord of the northern land, the lord of the Vermillion bird, and even the son of Shenlong... With his long-term official speaking experience, he wrote a literary manuscript for Yuan Ziqian.
By the way, after seeing Yuan Ziqian's rehearsal performance, the manuscript was torn by Han Qianling.
"You are not suitable for a long speech." Han Qianling asserted to him: "Change to a short sentence. As long as you prove your ability on the live broadcast, then the shorter your speech, the more powerful you will be."
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And this is what made Zheng Yajun stunned, there was nothing to say, the masses were dazzled and chanted "Father of Real Simulation".
At this moment, Zheng Yajun was only three steps away from the downline area. However, because too many spectators’ projections were blocking the road, the short three-step journey was as difficult as a thousand miles away.
He frowned tightly, and hated that he had logged into the live broadcast room unsuspectingly-if it were the usual, Zheng Yajun would at least put a holographic disguise on himself. The price of that thing is not low, it is a one-time service only sold on the dark web.
But it was because of a momentary negligence that he was so embarrassed.
The crowd gradually gathered in his direction, and the curious voices of several people seemed to be substantive, almost poking the tip of his nose. Especially Yuan Ziqian, he opened those innocent eyes that Zheng Yajun hated the most, as if he had forgotten all the pain he had suffered before...
Zheng Yajun bit the soft flesh inside his mouth fiercely, and the anger spread to the tip of his tongue. Since becoming the CEO of the "Mother Star Era" game company, he has almost forgotten what it feels like to be embarrassed.
"Mr. Zheng, I am a player of "Mother Star". I would like to ask how the newly launched copy of the game is played. Is your company planning crazy?"
How do I know what it is?
Zheng Yajun thought angrily: I am responsible for more important and higher-level matters. Only Yuan Ziqian who earns his salary needs to personally intervene in every aspect of the game.
"Mr. Zheng, did you come here to watch Yuangong's jokes?"
Before I clicked on that link, how could I have expected this situation! Zheng Yajun thought bitterly.
Enough, don't surround yourself, what do you think you are doing, zombies besieged the city? !
The most frightening thing is that there are even cp fans of Zheng Yajun and Yuan Ziqian among the onlookers present-it is said that this small group of mysterious existence is to eat the personality of "breaking partners"-oh my god, this is all Who are they? What are they thinking in their heads?
The fan yelled, "Old thief Zheng Yajun! Zheng Yajun, you have no heart! Can you not abuse your child after divorce? Open your eyes and see, "Mother Star Era" is about to be killed by you! The child is innocent!"
Zheng Yajun: "..." What the hell... who the is this?
These people's random behavior and noisy problems made every muscle on Zheng Yajun's face tense.
He tried his best to press his lips tightly without answering all the questions, and forcibly squeezed a passage amidst the complaints and curses of the crowd. As soon as his heel crossed the boundary line of the downline area, the holographic projection completely disappeared from the air.
Zheng Ya returned to his office and breathed a sigh of relief almost after the disaster.
Those bizarre questions, Yuan Ziqian's performance just now with ease, and even the phrase "Why are you here" that he just asked calmly, made Zheng Yajun feel distraught.
In his vision, even if Yuan Ziqian could survive the first wave of offensive without breaking down, he would definitely not be able to persist until now, and he would not be in a mess, let alone fight such a beautiful battle.
Why, what is wrong? Did something happen that he didn't know?
Thinking of a terrible possibility, Zheng Yajun's expression suddenly tightened.
Could it be... Could it be that the board of directors has contacted Yuan Ziqian privately, expressed support for him, and equipped him with a think tank?
Thinking of this happening, Zheng Yajun's stomach twisted into a ball.
I made a mistake, and I shouldn't appear in Yuan Ziqian's live broadcast rashly. He thought anxiously.
While worrying, Zheng Yajun could only use one thought to masturbate: Fortunately, he did not answer those questions.
However, even if he did not make any answer that would be detrimental to him, half an hour later, Zheng Yajun's terminal still received a piece of the latest news related to himself.
"Zheng Yajun, the CEO of "Mother Planet Era", escaped."
Zheng Yajun whispered a series of curses, blacked the terminal account that pushed the message from his list, and then sent a message to the public relations department downstairs, bluffing and asking why they hadn't noticed it.
The Minister of Public Relations tactfully responded to Zheng Yajun's violent temper. But the perfunctory that couldn't be concealed came out of every gap in his words, which made Zheng Yajun feel a sense of anxiety in his heart.
You must know that if you can be a minister, and still hold the position of the minister of the public relations department, your subordinate is undoubtedly a personal elite.
He never offends any leader rashly, unless it is determined...
Thinking of this, Zheng Yajun didn't even have the mood and confidence to reprimand the other party for being rude.
He hurriedly slashed away the pin-pin optical brain he had pinned to his neckline, wanting to see how he reacted to it on the Internet.
At the moment when he lowered his head, Zheng Yajun's eyes inadvertently noticed that his hands were shaking.