My Iyashikei Game

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

At least from Li Guoer's point of view, Han Fei is sure to die. His best end is to eliminate everyone's hatred and choose a decent way to die.

Now Han Fei took the game to ask Zhao Qian's opinion. In fact, he was exploring Zhao Qian's tone, and wanted to see what Zhao Qian could do to forgive himself.

Different from Li Guoer's character who can write any expression on her face, Zhao Qian is a senior executive of the company, with rich experience and a deep sense of wealth. She doesn't say too many words, and even if she has murderous intentions, she will not reveal it easily.

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

"Enter."

"Our team has completed the improved game plan, and I want you to take a look at it." Han Fei put the game's main line and some diagrams on Zhao Qian's table.

"Aren't you in charge of the love development game that Zhang Qing and the others designed before? Why is the cover so bloody? The chainsaws are out."

"They will only sell meat blindly, without any innovation, and their method of selling meat is also very low-level. We thought about it again and again and decided to overthrow it all and redesign a new game." Han Fei took a few steps forward to ensure that he Will not let Zhao Qian's slight expression go away.

"It's just those routines over and over in the love game. What new tricks can you play?" Zhao Qian stopped her work and picked up the documents to read. Slowly, her expression became weird.

It was like watching a horror movie at home and suddenly discovering that the victim being chased by a ghost was his ex-boyfriend.

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

Seeing the smile on Zhao Qian's face, Han Fei slightly avoided his gaze.

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

"Not bad, very good." Zhao Qian watched it for about fifteen minutes, with an unfinished look: "If I have to talk about the shortcomings, I think the male protagonist's female boss is not strong enough, and we should add a few more endings, by the way, plump Let’s take a look at some of the branches. For example, after the male protagonist sends his female boss home, more things can actually happen that night.”

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

"You're right, these methods of death are indeed bloody and exaggerated, and they are very difficult to implement." Zhao Qian picked up a pen and listed several types next to it: "For example, pushing the male protagonist into the swimming pool after being drunk, or when the male protagonist is When you're taking a shower, power up the tub, or..."

Zhao Qian said four kinds in one breath, and Han Fei felt a chill in his throat moving back and forth just listening to it.

"Fu Yi, you are indeed very good. There is no similar game on the market, and I guess it is difficult for others to feel this way. You work hard and get the game out quickly. If it can become popular, the company's leadership will also I will look at you with admiration, and maybe I will continue to let you take charge of "Eternal Life"." Zhao Qian praised Han Fei a lot, she urged Han Fei to do it as soon as possible, as if worried that Han Fei would be in charge of the game before the game was finished. get killed.

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

"That's right." When Han Fei reached out his hand to get the information back, Zhao Qian suddenly pressed his hand on the information: "The game is the game, don't take it seriously, I think you've been under a lot of pressure recently, or you should go to old age at night. Somewhere for a drink."

The plot was so familiar that the hairs on Han Fei's neck stood up. When he was worried about how to refuse, the phone suddenly rang.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, I have a phone number." Han Fei dragged the information away, then pretended to answer the phone, and hurried out of the office.

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

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

"Mr. Liu?" Han Fei's slack heart immediately raised up again. Now is not the time to be careless: "Has Fu Sheng hit someone before?"

"Both sides started."

"That kid also called Fu Sheng? Okay, I'll go and take a look." Han Fei hung up the phone and returned to his team's office: "Tell me two things, first, our game won the company's top management. Certainly, they also think it will be popular!"

Brother Fake Tree and several other employees cheered. They didn't mean to make the atmosphere. The game was popular, and the bonus was much higher than the salary.

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

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

"Food and water have been bought for you. You can't blame me if you are caught again."

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

In fact, he has always been very interested in the place where Fu Sheng learned and grew up, but he has been chased and killed, so that he cannot be distracted to explore.

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

"Mr. Liu, I have already arrived at the school gate." Han Fei sent a message to Mr. Liu.

"You go 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, Fu Sheng is a high school freshman this year, and two high school freshmen are fighting. Logically speaking, the principal will not be disturbed. It's enough to come forward, it seems that this matter is relatively big."

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 various occupations, and is used to seeing people's ups and downs.

The teaching building was facing the school gate. Han Fei was about to avoid it, 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 landed her body on the steps in front of the teaching building. Many people knew about this, but the school did not let anyone mention it. Hardly suppressed the heat.

"I heard from Mr. Liu that Fu Sheng still likes to hold umbrellas for 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 up the corpse or something. "Han Fei is also a father for the first time, and he has no experience. He feels that it is the right way to prove Fu Sheng's innocence.

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

"This way!"

Today's teacher Liu specially dressed up, wearing a light green skirt, looking very ladylike, the only thing that is incongruous is that she always carries a bulging bag wherever she goes.

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

At this time, there were several people standing in the room, and they looked at Han Fei very unfriendly.

"I'm so late, I don't have any quality at all." It was a middle-aged man who spoke. He was wearing an expensive custom black suit and proudly held his general belly.

Next to the middle-aged man stood a fat man in a school uniform. His body was growing rapidly, and he felt a little overnourished. Not only was he fat, but he was also very tall.

This student, who was almost as high as Han Fei, stood beside his father in aggrieved, with bandages on his arms.

On the sofa to the left of the two sat a short man with a serious expression. Behind him stood a student with dyed yellow hair. The yellow-haired student's school uniform was not zippered. Smell the smoke on him.

"Father Fu Sheng, is Fu Sheng feeling better now?" A kind voice came from the desk. A kind-hearted old man was sitting behind the desk. He waved and motioned for Teacher Liu to close the door.

"The three parents have already arrived, so I'll talk straight to the point." The principal's eyes swept over the three parents: "Students who violate school rules and fight in the class must be punished. Fu Sheng fights. It's true that he is wrong for your two children, but he has been punished at home for so long, so I guess he has enough reflection. I feel that you two don't have to hold on to him. We are all children. If not, let it go like this.”

The principal said to the middle-aged man and the short man, as if their children had suffered a lot of grievances, and hoped that the two of them would stop worrying about it.

"The lord doesn't remember the villain, this time it's okay, we don't want to know him in general." The middle-aged man had a general belly. He seemed to have a lot of background, and even the principal was polite when he talked to him.

Huang Mao's parents also nodded in agreement.

"Father Fu Sheng, what do you think?" The principal looked at Han Fei, as long as Han Fei nodded, everything would be solved perfectly.

"How about the three of you playing a sketch for me here?" Han Fei walked directly to the big fat student: "The bandages are playing like a joke, haven't you seen blood before?"

He grabbed the fat man and pulled off the bandage, but there was nothing wrong with the fat man's arms.

Han Fei looked at it carefully for a long time, and then found a few small wounds dug out by fingernails on Fatty's arm.

"Just this little scratch, I think it's a waste to put on a Band-Aid. Who are you putting on so many bandages on purpose?"

Throwing the bandage in his hand on the ground, Han Fei turned his head to look 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 often, what do you think? Can Fu Sheng take advantage of both of them alone?"

Seeing that Han Fei was so ignorant, the smile on the principal's face became stiff.

"When I first came here, I saw that there are surveillance cameras outside your class, let me see what happened that day." Han Fei stared at the principal: "Don't think I'm being fooled, I, Fu Yi, do everything for the children. out."

Han Fei had killing intent in his eyes, and this matter could not be solved so easily.

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

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

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

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

Fu Sheng seems to be used to it, and has no reaction to these words.

, he took the umbrella and was about to walk to his position, when 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, 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 all the time, stood in front of Fatty. He told Fatty to get out of the way. Hearing Fu Sheng's words, Fatty deliberately showed an exaggerated expression and kicked the lid of the lunch box to the side.

A few boys kicked the cover, and Fu Sheng stood there, his hands clenched.

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

They pressed Fu Sheng to the back and beat him. Fu Sheng knew that he couldn't beat so many people, so he grabbed the fat man, but he was too thin, and he was kicked down in the end, even turning over his desk.

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

The principal behind the desk glared at Mr. Liu, then smiled awkwardly: "You saw it too, it was indeed Mr. Fu who did it first. There are mistakes on both sides. When being bullied, the correct choice is to ask the teacher for help. Instead of using violence to solve the problem."

"Yes, look at my child's arm was 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 was traumatized by the skin. My children have seen blood. When they first came home, their arms were bloody and scared to death." The middle-aged man was very protective of his children. After hearing this, Han Fei didn't say much. .

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

"What do you want to do?"

The middle-aged man noticed that something was wrong. He was about to retreat, but Han Fei had already grabbed his neck, and a huge force slammed him directly into the table in front of the principal.

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

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

"Father Fu Sheng, be cold and calm! You can't solve the problem like this!" The principal stood up from the chair: "You are fighting violence with violence, and both parties are responsible for this."

"Everything is wrong? Can't you see that a group of students beat my child? Did you see that yellow hair tripped my child? This fat man stepped on the lunch box I bought for my son, can't you see clearly?" Han Fei He punched the table and said, "Don't mess with the muddy mud. It's a big deal for my kids to transfer schools, but I tell you it's not over!"

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

When Fatty saw his father was beaten, he was too frightened to say a word, but the principal quickly stopped him: "Fu Yi! The matter can't be solved like this, the children can sit down and talk about it, no one is really hurt anyway."

"There is no scar, that means no injury?" Han Fei held 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 pain. Just two days."

Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to faint, Han Fei let go of his hand, he threw the middle-aged man and the principal on the ground, and turned to look at the little fat man: "However you bully Fu Sheng, I will beat your father, like this He should understand that spoiling you could kill himself."

Picking up the mobile phone on the table, Han Fei uploaded the video from Mr. Liu's mobile phone to his mobile phone, and then he walked towards the yellow-haired, short man who was very scared, but at the critical moment, he stopped his unsatisfactory child. forward.

"Big brother, I'll go back and teach him a lesson! It's my bad discipline, I'll go back and beat him!" The short middle-aged man pleaded in his tone, and Huang Mao was really frightened by Han Fei. The perverted murderer in , now his legs are soft.

"Not one of the students who bullied Fu Sheng on this phone can't escape." Han Fei didn't care whether those students sincerely repented, he just hoped that Fu Sheng could walk out of his room and contact the outside world again.

No one will hurt him in the outside world this time, because Han Fei will shelter him from the wind and rain.

Walking out of the principal's office, Han Fei glanced at the sun that was about to set, took out his mobile phone and called his wife.

"I might be home late tonight."

"Okay, do you need me to leave a meal for you? What time will you be back?" The wife's voice changed slightly.

"I was at Fu Sheng's school, discussing with his teacher and other parents how to let Fu Sheng return to school and discussing solutions." Han Fei looked back at the principal's office and quickened his pace.

"So what was the result of the discussion?"

"Get ready to transfer school."

"kindness?"

"I just beat their principal."