My Healing Game

The production of this horrible love game actually reflects a certain desire in Li Guoer's heart.

At least in Li Guoer's view, Han Fei must die. His best end is to eliminate everyone's hatred, and then choose a decent way of death by himself.

Now Han Fei is taking the game to ask Zhao Qian's opinion. In fact, he is also exploring Zhao Qian's tone, wanting to see how Zhao Qian can forgive himself.

Different from Li Guoer's personality that would write all expressions on her face, Zhao Qian is a senior in the company, with rich experience, and deep in the city.

"Mr. Zhao? Are you there?" Han Fei pushed open the door of Zhao Qian's office. As the leader, Zhao Qian had a separate office.

"Enter."

"Our team has completed the improved game plan, and I want you to have a look." Han Fei put the main line of the game and some illustrations on Zhao Qian's desk.

"Aren't you responsible for the love-making game that Zhang Qing and the others designed before? Why is the cover so bloody? The chainsaw are all out."

"They only sell meat blindly, without any innovation, and their method of selling meat is also very low-level. We think twice and decide to overthrow all of them and redesign a new game." Han Fei took a few steps forward to make sure that he Will not let go of any of Zhao Qian's subtle expressions.

"The love games are just the same routines. What new tricks can you play?" Zhao Qian stopped the work at hand, picked up the information and looked through it. Slowly, her expression became weird.

It felt like when I was watching a horror movie at home, I suddenly discovered that the victim being chased by a ghost was my ex-boyfriend.

A little happy, a little excited, and a little excited, I can’t wait to rush in and chase after the ghosts.

Seeing a smile on Zhao Qian's face, Han Fei slightly avoided the opponent's sight.

When he saw the game, he substituted the male protagonist. After seeing the game, Zhao Qian directly substituted the woman who chased the scumbag.

"Yes, very good." Zhao Qian watched for almost fifteen minutes, with an unfinished expression: "If you have to say shortcomings, I think the male lead's female boss is not strong enough, and there should be more endings, by the way, plump Some branches. For example, after the male lead sends his female boss home, more things can happen that night."

"Mr. Zhao, do you think there is anything that needs to be changed in the method of death? Although it is an 18-forbidden game, it is not good to make it too bloody. After all, we are still a love-themed game fundamentally." Han Fei Asked Zhao Qian in a low voice.

"You are right. These methods of death are indeed **** and too exaggerated. They are really difficult to implement." Zhao Qian mentioned the pen and listed several kinds of them: "For example, when he is drunk, he pushes the male protagonist into the swimming pool, or when the male protagonist is drunk. When taking a shower, power on the bath, or..."

Zhao Qian said four in one breath, and Han Fei just listened, and felt a chill in her throat moving back and forth.

"Fu Yi, you are indeed very good. There is no similar game in the market, and I guess it is difficult for others to make this feeling. You guys work hard, and quickly get the game out. If it can get a big hit, the company leadership will also I’ll look at you with admiration, maybe you will continue to be responsible for "Eternal Life."" Zhao Qian praised Han Fei greatly, and she urged Han Fei to do it as soon as possible. Be killed.

"Thank Mr. Zhao for his affirmation, we will continue to work hard." Han Fei's answer was very official.

"That's right." When Han Fei reached out to retrieve the information, Zhao Qian suddenly pressed her hand on the information: "The game belongs to the game, don't take it seriously, I think you have been under a lot of pressure recently, or go to the old man at night. Somewhere to drink."

The plot was so familiar that the hairs on Han Fei's neck stood up, and when he was worried about why he refused, the phone rang suddenly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, there is a call." Han Fei pulled the documents away, then pretended to answer the phone, and hurried out of the office.

"It's so Xuan, if I go to her house tonight, I guess I won't be able to get out again." After subconsciously answering the phone, Han Fei asked casually, "Is there something wrong?"

"Can you come to school? We want to talk to you about Fu Sheng. He injured a child before and the other parent wants to reconcile." The voice on the phone was quiet.

"Ms. Liu?" Han Feigang's relaxed heart immediately raised it again. Now it is not the time to be careless: "Has Fu Sheng hit someone before?"

"Hands on both sides."

"That kid also called Fu Sheng? Okay, I'll go over and take a look." Han Fei hung up the phone and returned to his team's office: "I will tell you two things. First, our game has won the company's top management For sure, they also think it will be hot!"

The fake tree brother and several other employees cheered. They weren't deliberately making the atmosphere. The game was on fire, and the bonus was much higher than the salary.

"The second thing is that I'm going out, you stay here and work hard." Han Fei walked to the computer and turned off all the minimized games. He was about to leave work directly.

Lifting the briefcase, Han Fei looked at Shen Luo again, but the other party hadn't woken up yet.

"I have bought food and water for you. If you want to get caught again, you can't blame me."

Han Fei left the building through the safe passage and took a taxi to the school.

In fact, he has always been interested in the place where Fu Sheng learns and grew, but he has been chased and killed, which prevents him from being distracted to explore.

It's still student class time, so there are not many people on campus.

"Ms. Liu, I have arrived at the gate of the school." Han Fei sent a message to Mrs. Liu.

"You can come directly to the principal's office."

After receiving the reply, Han Fei suddenly realized that he didn’t know where the principal’s office was: “This school looks quite big. It's okay to come forward, it seems that this matter is going to be a big mess."

Han Fei is not a young man who has just entered the society. He has experienced the tempering of the deep world, has engaged in a variety of occupations, and is used to seeing people's bitterness.

Facing the gate of the school was the teaching building. Han Feiben was about to go around, but saw a female student sitting on the steps in front of the teaching building.

"It's class time, why is she sitting on the steps outside?" Han Fei walked towards the girl, but the girl turned around and entered the teaching building and disappeared.

"Is this the girl who has been eating with Fu Sheng?" A few years ago, a girl jumped off the building and her body fell on the steps in front of the teaching building. Many people know this, but the school doesn't let people mention it. He just suppressed the heat.

"I heard from Teacher Liu that Fu Sheng still likes to umbrella saplings. I don't know where that sapling grows? If they don't admit that there is a problem near the sapling, I will come over at night to see if I can dig out the corpse. "Han Fei is also the first time to be a father. He has no experience. He feels that this is the correct way to prove Fu Sheng's innocence.

Passing through the teaching building, Han Fei finally saw the office building. At this time, Teacher Liu came downstairs to pick him up.

"Here!"

Today, Teacher Liu deliberately dresses up, wearing a light green skirt, looks very ladylike, the only thing that is inconsistent is that she always carries a bulging bag wherever she goes.

Under the leadership of Teacher Liu, Han Fei came to the top of the office building and entered the principal's office.

Several people were standing in the room at this time, and they looked at Han Fei with unfriendly eyes.

"Being so late for so long, there is no quality at all." The one who spoke was a middle-aged man, wearing an expensive custom-made black suit, proudly holding his general belly.

Next to the middle-aged man stood a fat man wearing a school uniform. His body grew faster and he felt a little overnourished. Not only was he fat, but he was also tall.

This student, who was almost as tall as Han Fei, stood aggrievedly beside his father, with a bandage on his arm.

Sitting on the sofa to the left of the two of them is a short man with a serious expression. Behind him stands a student with dyed yellow hair. Smell the smell of smoke from him.

"Dad Fu Sheng, is Fu Sheng's situation better now?" A kind voice came from the desk. A kind-hearted old man sat behind the desk. He beckoned and beckoned Teacher Liu to close the door.

"The three parents have already arrived, so I'll speak straight to the point." The principal's gaze swept across the three parents: "Students who violated school rules and fought in the class. This must be punished. Fu Sheng beats them. It’s true that he is wrong with your child, but he has been fined for so long at home, and I think it’s enough to reflect on. I think you two, there is no need to hold on to him. Everyone is a child. If this is not the case, let it go."

The principal said to the middle-aged man and the short man, as if their children had been wronged a lot, and hoped that they would stop worrying about it.

"The adults don't remember the villains, even this time, we don't want to be familiar with him." The middle-aged man stood upright with the general's belly. He seemed to have a background, and even the principal spoke politely to him.

Huang Mao's parents also nodded in agreement.

"Dad Fu Sheng, what do you think?" The principal looked at Han Fei. As long as Han Fei nodded, everything was solved perfectly.

"The three of you are acting here for me?" Han Fei walked directly to the big fat student: "This bandage is just like a joke. Have you never seen blood?"

He held down the fat man, and then pulled off the bandage. There was nothing wrong with the fat man's arms.

Han Fei watched carefully for a long time, and only then found a few small wounds dug out by his nails on the fat man's arm.

"Just this little scratch, putting on a band-aid is a waste to me. Who are you deliberately showing so many bandages?"

Throwing the bandage in his hand on the ground, Han Fei turned his head and looked at the principal: "Let’s not say whether other children bullied Fu Sheng. These two students, one is so tall and fat, and the other seems to fight frequently. Do you think Can Fu Sheng alone take advantage of both of them?"

Seeing Han Fei so uninterested, the smile on the principal's face also became stiff.

"When I first came, I saw surveillance outside your class, let me see what happened that day." Han Fei stared at the principal: "Don't think I'm so foolish. Fu Yi does everything for the children. Come out."

Han Fei had murderous intent in his eyes, this matter couldn't be solved so easily.

Hearing Han Fei's words, Teacher Liu took out her mobile phone, she put it on the table, and then clicked on a video: "This was recorded by the students themselves that day, and the video has been posted online by them."

After Mr. Liu finished speaking, he pointed to Huang Mao: "They still think it's fun."

The mobile phone video began to play. It was raining that day, and Fu Sheng entered the classroom with a wet umbrella and a clean lunch box.

Several students next to him pointed at Fu Sheng, saying that he ran over to open an umbrella for the sapling again today, and some people said that Fu Sheng had an invisible girlfriend.

Fu Sheng seemed to be used to it long ago, and he didn't respond to these words. He took the umbrella and prepared to walk to his position. Huang Mao suddenly stretched out his foot and tripped Fu Sheng to the ground.

The umbrella fell and the lunch box rolled out a long way.

Fu Sheng didn't say anything. He got up to pick up the lunch box, but the fat man was joking with the girl next to him, and then stepped on the lid of the lunch box.

Fu Sheng, who had been patient, stood in front of the fat man. He let the fat man get out of the way. Hearing Fu Sheng's words, the fat man deliberately showed an exaggerated expression, and then kicked the lid of the lunch box aside.

Several boys kicked the lid around, and Fu Sheng stood there, his hands already clenched.

The Fatty was very provocative, and then Fu Sheng punched Fatty in the face, and then the people beat Fu Sheng.

They pressed Fu Sheng to the back and beat him. Knowing that he couldn't beat so many people, Fu Sheng grabbed the fat man, but he was too thin and was finally kicked over and even turned over with his desk.

After the video ended, Han Fei's face was completely cold. He didn't know how Fu Yi resolved this matter. Maybe Fu Yi didn't care about Fu Sheng at all, maybe he didn't even know that there was still this matter.

The principal behind the desk glared at Teacher Liu, and then smiled awkwardly: "You have also seen it. It is indeed Fu Sheng's first move. There is a mistake on both sides. When being bullied, the correct choice is to ask the teacher for help. Instead of using violence to solve problems."

"Yes, you see my child's arm was also scratched by Fu Sheng." The middle-aged man wanted to say something, but Han Fei slowly turned his head.

"Do you think my child's injury is not serious?"

"He is all skin trauma. My child has seen blood here. When he first went home, his arm was **** and scared to death." The middle-aged man was very protective of his child. Han Fei didn't say much when he heard it. .

He walked to the middle-aged man and sighed slightly: "The saddest part of the shrine memory world is that everything here is what happened in reality."

"What do you want to do?"

The middle-aged man noticed something bad, and he was about to retreat, but Han Fei had already pinched his neck, and a huge force slammed him directly on the desk in front of the principal.

"Don't you think these are skin injuries?" Han Fei mentioned that the middle-aged man smashed him on the table again, and the principal was frightened.

Holding the middle-aged man's neckline with his hands, Han Fei looked at his painful and distorted expression: "Come on, use your nails to dig my arm. Let's compare and see who can't stand it first."

"Dad Fu Sheng, cold and calm! You can't solve the problem like this!" The principal stood up from the chair: "You are using violence to control violence. Both parties are responsible for this matter."

"All the problems? Can't you see that a group of students hit my child? Didn't you see that yellow hair tripped my child? This fat guy stepped on the lunch box I bought for my son. Can you not see clearly?" Han Fei A punch hit the table: "Don't mess with the mud, my child will have a big deal to transfer to another school, but I tell you this is endless!"

Han Fei pinched the middle-aged man's neck: "You are just a skin injury, why did you roll your eyes!"

When the fat man saw that his father was beaten, he was too scared to say a word, but the principal hurriedly stopped him: "Fu Yi! Things can't be solved this way. The children can sit down and talk about things. No one is really hurt anyway."

"If there is no scar left, it means that there has been no injury?" Han Fei took out a hand and directly pressed the principal next to the middle-aged man: "Anyway, there is no injury, so what are you two calling? It's just a little bit of pain. Two days will be fine."

Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to faint, Han Feicai released his hand. He threw the middle-aged man and the principal on the ground and turned to look at the little fat man: "How do you bully Fu Sheng, I will beat your father like this. He should understand that spoiling you may kill him."

Picking up the phone on the table, Han Fei uploaded the video from Teacher Liu’s phone to his phone, and then he walked to the yellow hair. The short man was very scared, but he stopped at his unworthy child at the critical moment. forward.

"Big brother, I'll go back and teach him! It's because I didn't discipline him well, I'll go back and beat him!" The short middle-aged man was pleading in his tone, Huang Mao was really frightened by Han Fei. He, this little bastard, met the legend. The perverted murderer in, now his legs are soft.

"The students who bullied Fu Sheng in this mobile phone can't get away." Han Fei didn't care if those students were sincerely repenting. He only hoped that Fu Sheng could get out of his room and touch the outside world again.

This time, no one would hurt him in the outside world, because Han Fei would shelter him from the wind and rain.

Walking out of the principal's office, Han Fei glanced at the sun about to set, took out his cell phone and called his wife. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"I might go home later tonight."

"Okay, do you need me to reserve food for you? About what time will you be back?" The wife's voice changed a little.

"I'm at Fu Sheng School, discussing with his teacher and other parents how to get Fu Sheng to return to campus, and discuss a solution." Han Fei looked back at the principal's office and accelerated his pace.

"Then what is the result of the discussion?"

"Get ready to transfer."

"Yep?"

"I just beat up their principal."

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