Fresh wife is amazing

Chapter 79
"Oh." Yang Fan suddenly realized: "I understand this, I understand a little."

"What is love?" Aunt Thirteen stuck her head out of the bed, her face still red.

After thinking for a while, Yang Fan said, "Love is not about finding a perfect person, but learning to appreciate the imperfect person with perfect eyes."

Aunt Thirteen thought about it for a while, and was very satisfied, and asked, "What have you learned before, you know a lot, can you tell me about it?"

"No." Yang Fan raised his wrist and looked at the time: "We'll talk about it later."

"It's in the future again." Thirteenth Auntie's interest was waning: "Day after day, how many tomorrows are there."

Yang Fan corrected: "It's tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows. I was born for tomorrow, and everything will be wasted."

"Don't tell me if you know?" Aunt Thirteen said.

"Knowing is one thing, being able to do it is another." Yang Fan was very calm.

"I'm curious, you haven't been in a relationship before, why didn't you look for it?" Aunt Thirteen asked Yang Fan.

Yang Fan asked back, "Why didn't you take the exam at Tsinghua University and Peking University? Is it because you don't want to go to school?"

After hesitating for a while, Aunt Thirteen said, "I graduated from Peking University."

"..." Yang Fan got up: "Goodbye!"

The lights went out, the door closed, and Aunt Thirteen lay down.

In the darkness, she suddenly pricked up her ears.

In the hall, there was a faint sound of the piano, softly, with a touch of sentimentality.

"Red beans are born in the southern country
is far away

What is Acacia

no one cares

sleepless city

neon everywhere
There is a lot of abuse in the wine glass

most willing to forget ancient poems
The most disdainful is Acacia

guarding love, afraid of people laughing

I am afraid that people will see clearly
Spring is coming to see red beans
I didn't see a lover to pick it up
Fireworks embrace romance, true love is not there
......"

Aunt Thirteen remembered a poem he had recited.

He said it was called Acacia:
The red bean is born in the southern country, and a few sprigs come out in spring.

May Jun pick more, this thing is the most acacia.

Why do you feel sad before leaving?
Hearing the sound of the piano and singing that seemed to come from the void, Aunt Thirteen felt lost.

She was suddenly very frightened that this kind of day would one day come to an abrupt end and become a thing of the past.

But that day can't be stopped, it will come eventually.

The song ended, and after a few minutes, the living room was quiet.

Yang Fan went back.

Yueyue is blessed, and Thirteenth Aunt is envious of her niece.

She knew that Yang Fan could write songs a few days ago.

He was very calm, and waited for a month or two before the release of "The World Is So Big Still Meet You".

After the fire, she also gave the song "My Dream" when Yueyue endorsed Huawei.

Aunt Thirteen asked him if he had a lot of stock now?
He said a lot, a lot, and they were all good songs.

Judging from his tone and expression, he was confident.

That was confidence that Aunt Thirteen had never seen before.

But he didn't throw it all out, saying that it will be a long time in Japan, and it will be very cheap to sell now.

Waiting for Yueyue to become more famous, his worth will also rise.

It's not that he wants to make Yueyue's money. Even if he sells it to Yueyue, it will be paid by Qingtong Entertainment. They are obliged to do not spend money on Yueyue.

If Qingtong Entertainment doesn't like it and doesn't agree to buy it, Yueyue insists on buying it, so she needs to pay for it herself.

the next day.

On Saturday, Yang Fan went to the TV station to record the program as usual.

But it was a little late.

The recording starts at [-]:[-] in the afternoon. After the morning, I just do some preparations before recording, so I don't have to go so early.

As soon as he came to the office, Yang Fan saw Li Weimin's sad face, his eyes full of pain.

"Going to work on Saturday is indeed a bit painful, although you don't have to get up as early as usual." Yang Fan thought that Li Weimin was working overtime on weekends and comforted him.

Li Weimin sighed: "Xiaofan, I should listen to you, I'm in so much pain right now."

"What's wrong?" Yang Fan went to fetch water as usual.

Li Weimin sat on the chair and turned around: "I should listen to you and not join in the fun. Almost all players in "Monster World" went crazy last night."

Yang Fan asked knowingly, "Why are you crazy?"

Li Weimin looked like he was about to vomit blood: "Do you still remember when God of Wind declared war on the government?"

"Remember." Yang Fan poured hot water first, then added cold water, and slowly adjusted the water temperature.

Li Weimin sighed: "Last night, wait for the God of Wind to bring the plague out of the dungeon. Do you know the skill of Corrupted Blood? It can be passed on from person to person. Wait for God of Wind to infect the players in Silver Moon City before attacking the city. Let the nine camps Players captured Silvermoon City. But the players who attacked the city were also infected, and now at least more than 100 million players in "Monster World" have been infected. But the official was helpless, and only issued an emergency notice, saying that the bug would be fixed as soon as possible, and Cheng Ruo doesn’t file it. According to gossip, this bug is not easy to fix, don’t think about it within a week or two.”

Yang Fan nodded: "That would be miserable. When they are repaired, at least millions of players have been infected."

Li Weimin thought about it and agreed: "I was infected last night and let myself hang up. I got up early this morning to play the game, and I was infected again before I left the city. The official can't restrict the free movement of players, and some players are not afraid of the world. Great chaos, deliberately infecting others."

"In reality, there are people who disobey the prevention and control, let alone games without prevention and control." Yang Fan took a small sip of water. The water temperature was just right. After a cup of it, his body felt the warmth of spring in winter.

Li Weimin frowned: "It seems that during this time, I can't play games."

Yang Fan returned to his workstation, and the goal was achieved.

Baofeng Interactive Entertainment should be going crazy now.

Because of this siege, there must be a lot of players who got out of the pit.

When it was a good thing, Yang Fan thought, maybe after someone left the game, he suddenly found that the outside world was so wonderful, thinking about how stupid it was to be addicted to the game before.

United States, Storm Entertainment.

The Xia kingdom is shrouded in light, while their country is immersed in darkness.

In layman's terms, it is daytime in the Xia Kingdom and night time in the United States.

"It is limited to your technical department to fix this bug within a week." The leaders of Baofeng Entertainment held a meeting overnight and issued a military order to the technical department.

"One week, absolutely impossible!" The technical director stalked his neck: "We can't do it!"

"Those two weeks!" The leader was not a technical background, and he didn't understand the inner doorway, so he extended the deadline.

"I'll resign." The technical director wants to leave the job, file an archive, and restart the server, which is not difficult technically.

However, millions of players have been infected by the plague, and the number will only increase. To fix this bug without filing it, the technical requirements are too high, and countless codes are involved.

Up to now, the core team of the technical department has not found a solution.

Not to mention plans, there is no direction yet.

If you have a direction, you can find a solution, but you may not find the right one.

It may have been a few days of tossing, and I found that this plan would not work, and I was blind.

"Fake!"

At the end of the meeting, the leader Thunder was furious.

If this continues, "Monster World" does not know how many billions of water will be lost.

(End of this chapter)