Knight of the Light

I saw Ouyang Jun in the detention room of the police station. The dude slumped in the corner and was squatted by the police uncle when he was released.

Zhou Qingfeng couldn't get through to this guy's phone, so he could only come by the address. His studio is a small house rented near Tianyang University, which is also his home. Found a place and knocked on the door for a long time, the landlord ran upstairs

"Who are you looking for?"

"Find Ouyang Jun."

"He was arrested by the police station."

"Ah, why?"

"He ran upstairs in the middle of the night and set up a telescope to peek at the opposite female student to take a shower. He was called by a phone call and caught personal gains. He also refused to study the stars, but the night was cloudy.

This, as for?

Zhou Qingfeng regretted this trip instantly. Where is he looking for the dead house? Obviously abnormal. Under the gaze of the landlord looking at the co-accused, he went downstairs silently, and did not dare to lift his head.

When he went downstairs, the landlord also pointedly pointed at a girl drying clothes on the opposite floor and said, "Hey, that girl is peeping. Lad, tell your friend, he has a good look."

The peeped girl was as long as a flower, and Zhou Qingfeng frowned even more. His embarrassed cheek was hot, and he whispered to the landlord, "You're wrong, I'm not Ouyang Jun's friend and don't know him."

The landlord sneered, apparently unbelievable, "What are you looking for?"

"Some business matters want to contact him. But now think about it, forget it." Zhou Qingfeng wanted to leave the relationship and hurry up, this scene can not be treated.

As a result, the landlord was excited. He grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's arm. "Is there business? Can I make money? Ouyang Jun hasn't paid the rent for two months. Give him a chance. Anyway, let him earn some money and pay the rent."

Me, Buddha is merciful!

It was a disaster to fall into the sky for no reason.

No matter how to explain it this time, Zhou Qingfeng wanted to earn the money and almost tore his sleeves. The landlord took him to the nearby police station. That anxious posture, if he didn't go, he would be afraid to be regarded as the same kind of alarm by Ouyang Jun.

At the police station, Ouyang Jun was just released. After the landlord introduced him, he knew Zhou Qingfeng who came to the door, but responded stupidly, "Look for me? Can you borrow some money? This month's living expenses are gone."

Hehehe, is there any truth to this? I really passed by!

Uncle Zhou is going to cry, which really is for charity. But everything happened. The landlord was still watching. He could only ask Ouyang Jun to eat noodles by the side of the road.

Ouyang Jun's face had not been washed for several days, the oil secretion was strong, and it looked greasy. He still had a long hair, and had the temperament of a literary youth to ask him afterwards, saying that he had no money for a haircut, and only wanted to shave his head when he had money.

After eating the egg noodles halfway, Ouyang Jun seemed to be returning to his soul. He looked up and asked, "What's your name? What are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for you to talk about business." The landlord was still following, and said anxiously. He would stare at Zhou Qingfeng in amazement, as if he was a ghost.

Because Uncle Zhou felt that he couldn't be in vain, he simply settled lunch, so he added a pile of bowls to the table.

The noodles are the same. The soup in Ouyang Jun's bowl is only noodles. Zhou Qingfeng's bowl was filled with eggs and meat, and he ate five bowls at a time. The noodle shop owner was stunned, and many students who came to eat noodles were also surprised.

Ouyang Jun swept around the noodle shop, and many people were paying attention to Zhou Qingfeng. A beautiful girl raised her mobile phone to take a picture of him publicly, and she seemed to be thinking about how to make a perfect phone number.

"What business?" Ouyang Jun asked.

"I want to make a special game." Zhou Qingfeng said angrily. "I just searched your information on the Internet and wanted to come and talk. I couldn't get you through the phone. I didn't expect you to be in the police station."

"Life is difficult," Ouyang Jun sighed, hurriedly pulled out the noodles in the bowl, and mumbled "I don't want to, but suddenly there was a kind of uncontrollable that night, which eventually led to a tragedy. I reviewed it afterwards"

"Xing Xing Xing, I am not here to discuss the philosophy of life with you."

"What game do you want to play?"

"I want to simulate a whole new world, a world of magic. This world has a set of physical and chemical rules that are completely different from our current world. This is not a simple release of a certain picture effect, it is a real simulation."

"If even the basic rules are brand new, then you first need a new game engine. This is not difficult. And this is not like a game, but rather like real simulation software, which has a lot of development."

"I know there is a lot of development, so I can simplify it temporarily or do some of it first."

"I don't have much experience with this. The key is how much development money do you have?"

"Well, the first phase will definitely not be a lot, tens of thousands of dollars."

Hearing "tens of thousands of pieces", Ouyang Jun immediately smiled disdainfully at the layman. At this moment, he is no longer just out of the police station, he has fallen into a bowl of noodles, but a veteran in the industry who has cultivated for many years, lonely and lonely.

Boy, are you kidding me? Tens of thousands want to make software? Did not wake up.

"Boss, for this little money, I can hardly do anything for you!" Ouyang Jun arrogantly threw long hair. But he was stuck in his stomach and couldn't say it.

The landlord next to him quickly held Ouyangjun's hand and took a hard blow to bring his mind back to reality. "Ouyang, you haven't paid the rent for two months. I can help you so much, I will not pay this month, I I had to blast you away. "

Ga, Ouyang Jun's expression changed from elegant to sad. He glanced at the landlord indifferently, then turned to look at Zhou Qingfeng again, his throat agitated for a long time, and a reluctant smile appeared. He wanted to refuse, but under real pressure

"Boss, yes, there are tens of thousands of dollars."

Zhou Qingfeng didn't want to see this, but he talked about money. He also sighed, called the noodle shop owner to pay, and said to Ouyang Jun, "This is not so easy, and I doubt your ability. Go to your house and sit down and talk."

The landlord interjected again, "Ouyang's house is too messy, why don't you go to my house to talk? Ouyang, you should take a bath, change clothes, and shave your beard and hair. Give your boss a good image, otherwise how to do something big? "

Ouyang Jun shook his head angrily, rejecting the landlord's 'goodwill'. He turned to Zhou Qingfeng and stretched out his hand, and for a long time he jumped out and said, "Lend me some more money, otherwise I can't work. It should be sincerity gold."

Zhou Qingfeng was embarrassed and asked the landlord, "What is his monthly rent?"

The landlord smiled happily. "Not much, not much. My house is cheap. It's only 600 yuan a month and only 12 yuan in two months. There are still a few hundred yuan for electricity and internet. There is a discount for even one year of rent. . "

Zhou Qingfeng found a phone exchange and transferred 600 yuan to the landlord, which made the landlord and Ouyang Jun both stunned. He pointed to Ouyang Jun and said to the landlord, "Remember he still owes you a month's rent. Don't let him run away."

This is also detrimental.

After the noodles were eaten, Ouyang Junzhi did not pull back to his room. Opening the door is a smell of smell, and inside is a simple one-room, one-room. There is a server in the living room, and four large-screen displays seem to be off all day.

The desktop on which the monitor is placed can grow mushrooms, there are two garbage bins under the table, and a full instant noodle packaging box. There is still some water left in the box, and mold can be cultivated.

Ouyang Jun went to open the window for ventilation, and the light in the room was bright. A scream of ‘ah’ came from the balcony on the opposite floor, and ‘Ruhua’ scolded ‘dead metamorphosis’ behind the balcony and came to peep at me again. ’

Unlucky man pulled down a back chair and sat down, saying, "I'm surprised that someone came to me. But I'm so miserable, you can take care of it. Except for white powder, I can do everything else, sell kidney . "

The dirty room in the house left Zhou Qingfeng nowhere to stand, so he could only stand up and ask, "Well, I have a question about the ranking algorithm, such as how to recommend e-commerce websites to potential customers more effectively."