For Li Xiaoyuan's hope, Lou Cheng, who was deeply touched, undoubtedly gave him encouragement and blessing.
The "visit" of such a friend who is not very familiar but he has known for a long time, and the wonderful fact that the two sides are still in the same circle, aroused his nostalgia for the past, and aroused his throbbing when he first entered the ring. A perfect mirror image of last night's revived "my future is not a dream" thought.
In a similar state, he was in a very good mood, a little drunk like before quitting drinking, so much so that after sending Li Xiaoyuan to the apartment arranged by the Dragon Tiger Club, he even took a walk by the riverside bridge for a while, And climbed up to look into the distance, and took a picture of the bright and beautiful scenery of "City That Never Sleeps" for Yan Zheke to see.
On the next day, in the commercial vehicle heading to Longhu, Lou Cheng sat with his lapel straight, his eyes half closed, as if he was resting.
Auman flipped through the notepad, glanced at Lou Cheng, and said softly:
"Mr. Lou, at 9:10 in the morning, you have to go to the meeting room on the fifth floor. There are some guests."
"What guest?" Lou Cheng asked calmly without opening his eyes.
Auman had already sorted out his speech, and replied with a smile: "Guests from two game companies."
"Huh?" Lou Cheng expressed his doubts with a single syllable.
What does the game company want me to do
I have their shares, which belong to the board of directors
"That's right." Auman explained with a smile, "Your current endorsement contract and portrait rights issues are all handled by the 'foreign affairs team'. Following the club's process, they have recently negotiated two game contracts, one is the console fighting Class, called 'Great Martial Daoist', the other side spends a lot of money to get the authorization of most of the Waigang, so that ordinary people can also manipulate different strong people to compete for top titles."
"So I need to cooperate with them in data modeling and move design?" Lou Cheng has also played similar games. The once popular "King of Fighters" belongs to this type, so he is no stranger to it, and he already knows it. .
"It should be." Auman continued after giving an affirmative answer, "There is also a game called 'League of the Strong', which should be an instant battle game on the mobile phone."
Lou Cheng nodded slowly and said: "Then you tell them in advance, don't waste my time too much."
This kind of thing, the assistant can't do it for you.
"Okay." Auman replied calmly.
...
After morning exercise and breakfast, Lou Cheng changed into clean and fresh clothes, took the time to come to the large conference room on the fifth floor, and saw the game company staff sitting on both sides.
"Good morning, Mr. Lou, I'm sorry to trouble you." One of the men wearing rimless glasses got up and greeted him.
"It should." Lou Cheng didn't put on airs, and responded with a smile, "What do I need to do?"
"In fact, we have already established a model through your recent battles at the outer gang level, and reproduced the effect, but because you have participated in too few games, we are afraid of omissions, so I still have to trouble you, let us make a simple Don’t worry about data collection, it won’t involve anything too specific.”
The man wearing rimless glasses explained with a smile on his face: "The other thing is the 3D modeling of your appearance and the design of your exclusive celebration actions."
"...No problem." Lou Cheng pondered for a while.
After a while, all the problems were resolved, and his unique celebration action was also set to roaring up to the sky, "spraying" the starry sky.
When the other group of people also achieved their goal, they didn't dare to delay Lou Cheng's time, and got up to leave one after another.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Lou, this is our internal test, uh, you can use it as a trial version, if you have time, you can play two rounds, and give your comments, especially the part about yourself, let us It can be adjusted in time." The man wearing half-rim glasses bowed and handed Lou Cheng a CD with the words "Dawu Daoist" written on it with a water-based pen.
From the previous conversation, he found that Lou Cheng is also a person who likes to play games.
"We will also send you the relevant demo as soon as possible." The production staff of "Alliance of the Strong" immediately said.
"Okay." Lou Cheng took the things and watched them leave.
When the door was closed and the conference room was empty again, he was silent for a few seconds, then walked to the projection screen where he had just demonstrated with great interest, and put the disc into the main unit.
Hey, I don't know what level of positioning they gave me... Lou Cheng sat down cross-legged, watching the lights light up and the logo flash.
Soon, he entered the selection interface and found more than a hundred portraits of the strong outsiders.
No accident, he chose himself first.
"This face is a little stiff..." Lou Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth.
Then he glanced at the screen, pressed a random button, and after a few flashes, the screen was frozen on the "Dragon King".
"What a coincidence... Well, the 'Dragon King' must be one of the strongest, and it happens to be able to compare with the situation of 'me'..." Lou Cheng was delighted and started to fight.
"I wipe it, it's so strong!"
"I lost to the 'Dragon King' with my manipulation ability..."
"It doesn't reflect the characteristics of the fusion of 'I' martial arts and self-cultivation..."
"No, I have to get serious."
…
After seven or eight innings, he suddenly raised his arms and waved his fists, quite excited, while on the screen, "Dragon King" slowly fell down with a bruised nose and a swollen face, setting off "Lou Cheng himself" who raised his fingers to his mouth.
At this moment, the door of the conference room was suddenly opened, and Chen Qitao, who was dressed in dark blue, walked in. His gaze crossed a distance of about ten meters, and he cast his eyes on the big screen.
Uh... Lou Cheng was stunned.
I didn't even notice anyone approaching...
As expected of the "Dragon King"...
Chen Qitao stared at the screen, then slowly looked at Lou Cheng, his expression remained unchanged, and his footsteps paused.
I said I was just random, would you believe it... The corner of Lou Cheng's mouth twitched, talking to himself in a daze.
...
On Brutal's flight to Huacheng, Yan Zheke put down her first-class seat, planning to wrap herself in a quilt and sleep.
When you wake up, it's almost landing! The girl thought so.
According to her original plan, she should go back to Xiushan now and spend some time with her family before going south, but on the day of booking, she unexpectedly chose Huacheng.
It must be that someone's mind is too strong, which has an effect similar to a curse, um, it must be so! Yan Zheke murmured to herself, and began to empty her mind, and fell asleep.
After sleeping for an hour or two, she woke up slowly, turned her wrist and looked at her watch, then fell asleep and woke up to check the time.
After repeating this, she simply changed her position to sit by, picked up a book, and read through it boredly, looking at her wrist more and more frequently.
After a while, she even picked up the small backpack, took out the information, and did the questions to pass the time, but she couldn't fully immerse her mind, and couldn't get the result for a long time.
Phew, she exhaled, and cast her eyes out of the window, only to see the dark clouds shining with the light from the wings, a peaceful and quiet scene.
...
On the speeding silver-gray commercial vehicle, a piece of tape was pasted on the corner of Lou Cheng's mouth, looking like it was about to fall apart.
"The 'Dragon King' is so serious and violent in sparring...you don't really care about that, do you?" Lou Cheng wanted to cover his face and sigh while thinking about it.
Looking out of the window, he suddenly remembered something, struggled to sit up straight, and said calmly:
"Let Lao Zhao drive to the nearest import and export supermarket."
When my parents came to Huacheng, they bought vegetables there.
"Ah..." Auman was startled for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Lou, what do you need? I can buy it, so you don't need to make a special trip."
"It's okay, I have to go out and walk around every day when I'm idle at home." Lou Cheng smiled and rejected the assistant's kindness.
After some traffic jams, the commercial vehicle arrived at the destination, Lou Cheng took out the black-rimmed glasses, put them on, and buttoned up a fleece hat, and Shi Shiran walked towards the entrance of the supermarket, seeing Auman in awe.
After entering the supermarket, he found a cart, just like in Cannes, the United States, strolling through the fresh food area and other places, picking up a few boxes of good ingredients when he saw them.
At the same time, his mind was already thinking about what kind of dishes to make, what ingredients and condiments were missing.
After strolling around in such a contented manner, he pushed the full shopping cart to the cash register. There were many old men and women in front of him. They sometimes turned back to make up for other items, and sometimes gave up some things that they finally decided not to use.
After waiting patiently for a while, Lou Cheng paid with his mobile phone, and walked out of the supermarket with three big bags of food. It was not much different from the pedestrians coming and going, except that it didn't seem like much effort.
Sitting in the car, Auman happened to see this scene, and couldn't believe his eyes for a while.
This was the first time she had seen Mr. Lou like this.
I didn't expect him to have such a side... 13110