Super Game Empire

After taking a shower, Fan Zhiyi dragged his tired body back to the player's dormitory. He and Hao Haidong trained for an hour for free kicks today. They will play against Valencia the day after tomorrow, and the whole team attaches great importance to it.

Lying on the comfortable bed, Fan Zhiyi didn't want to move. At this time, the door was pushed open. Hao Haidong held two game boxes in his hand, shook excitedly, and said, "The motherland has not abandoned us. Long Teng has just made a new game.

Plants vs. Zombies, and I also specially asked someone to bring us a Chinese version. It was collected by George, the security guard at the training base!”

Fan Zhiyi immediately sat up, took a box, and while packing the game console, he smiled: "We can speak fluent Spanish and English now. Even if we play the English version, we won't feel that it's difficult. Why bother to give Chinese

Come on the version? Is there anything else that's wrong with the Chinese version?"

The two of them found a comfortable position. Hao Haidong tilted on the sofa in front of the TV. Fan Zhiyi put it in the CD and ran the game. He quickly watched the CG animation of Sunflower singing. The two were instantly amused.

Fan Zhiyi threw a bottle of water to Hao Haidong and said, "The song is quite nice! I... puff!"

"I used to be the national football team" on the TV, which suddenly stimulated his g/point. The sip of water I just drank was sprayed out. Hao Haidong's condition was also not much better. He was also drinking water and was choked.

I couldn't breathe, coughed constantly, and my face turned red!

"I...Damn..." The two of them watched the zombies sing "We are all weirdos" and wanted to cry without tears. They were not unfamiliar with Japanese games and comics. The homonym of this weird uncle, and it would be like to hear it.

I know what's going on.

"Do you want to be such a spoof? The football mentioned in the lyrics is American football. Does this have anything to do with our national football team?" Fan Zhiyi was so amused and crying. After drying the water stains on the table, he helped to pat Hao Haidong's back.

Hao Haidong finally got angry and pointed at the TV with one hand and said with a smile: "This must be translated by Mr. Yang himself! He is... making fun of us!"

The two are now the main players of La Coruña, a golden partner with both offense and defense, and are the core figures of the Chinese national football team.

In the 1996 Asian Cup, the Chinese team's hope for the championship was on them. Even a series of tactics of the Chinese national football team were deliberately or unintentionally imitating the La Coruna Club, with Hao Haidong as the core of the offensive. Fan Zhiyi as the main defensive force, Sun Jihai and others

Auxiliary.

In fact, the situation of the Chinese national football team is much better than a few years ago. In addition to the three of them playing in La Liga, Ma Mingyu was also recruited by the German second grade. In this Asian Cup, four overseas players played football.

The players who joined the national football team have high expectations for this class and strive to win the Asian Cup championship.

As a result, Yang Yun still didn't forget to spoof the national football team once. Fan Zhiyi could only shake his head and comfort himself: "Fortunately, those zombies used to be the national football team. It has nothing to do with us now..."

Hao Haidong smiled: "This is Mr. Yang who is urging us. If the national football team does not play football well, it will eventually be like this that they will be bullied by a group of plants! If you don't work hard, you may really become a zombie after you retire.

!”

...

At Hong Kong World Publishing House, Ma Rongcheng looked at the muscular man beret on the drawing board in front of him, and then looked at the image of an engineer who looked particularly like Cheng Long, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of slackness.

He simply put down his pen, walked out of his studio, wandered around the publishing house, looked at the employees, and relaxed.

As he passed by the editorial room, he heard laughter from eating in a corner of the office area. He looked closely and saw that there was a blind spot with his back facing the corridor. He vaguely remembered that the person sitting there seemed to be Ma Xiaoru who was doing a better job.

Niece.

What are you laughing at when this little girl doesn’t work well during working hours?

"Oh no, the nut wall was bitten to death... What to do? My pea shooter... Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

It is not available on other lines yet, and the potato bomb will have to grow for another half a day, and other plants are simply unable to stop the pace of the iron barrel zombies...

"Ma Xiaoru! What are you doing?" Ma Rongcheng's face was a little dark. He had been standing aside for 5 minutes, but the little girl had never noticed such a big living person standing beside her. It can be seen that she had become fascinated by the game.

"Oh...Uncle...Mr. Ma..." Ma Xiaoru was panicked and was about to call Uncle Ma Rongcheng, but she realized that this was a company and everyone wanted to call Mr. Ma, and they could not recognize relatives casually.

Ma Rongcheng looked at the computer screen. Because without Ma Xiaoru's operation, the iron bucket zombie had bit off the last two sunflowers, and then touched the lawn cart and was crushed to death.

He couldn't help but be surprised. I don't know which company made such a game, it looks quite interesting. Plants and zombies are all cute, just like the Q-version techniques in the comics.

"This is working time!" Ma Rongcheng's black face was unhappy. Because she was a relative, she had to be severely punished. "Playing games during working hours is something that the company explicitly prohibits, don't you know?"

There were several employees in the office area who were frightened by Ma Rongcheng's expressions and words. Most of them felt that Ma Xiaoru was caught by her boss, and only one female editor felt very happy.

"It's just right! This little girl has only been working for half a year and is not a good graduate from a famous school. She can draw cartoons and treat herself as the god of comics. She doesn't know what respecting seniors means. She is usually a demonic spirit.

He looks cute and deserves to be caught playing games!"

Ma Xiaoru's face was flushed, and she was very embarrassed, and she stammered: "Ma...Master Ma... This is a game CD sent by Longteng Hong Kong Press...I want us to come up with a comic design plan..."

As soon as he said this, not only Ma Rongcheng was stunned, but other editors and artists were also stunned. In the world Publishing House, the most useful person is of course the boss of Ma Rongcheng. The second one is the word Longteng, as long as it is involved.

When it comes to Longteng's business, it basically ranks the highest priority level of the world's publishing house.

"Ahem... send me Longteng's request to the past, the game CD... Forget it, you can demonstrate it on this computer. You can only use the drawing software on the computer in the whole society." Ma Rongcheng breathed a sigh of relief, simply

Sitting in Ma Xiaoru's seat, she was operating the game while listening to her explanation.

Several guys who usually have good relationships gave me a thumbs up secretly and looked at Ma Xiaoru, glad that she passed the test.

Only the jealous female editor was stunned. She couldn't even figure it out even if she scratched her head. How could she get the support of her boss when she went to work and played games?

Seeing Ma Xiaoru introducing the game with a smile on his face, the two of them were quite close, and Ma Xiaoru also took out a miniature earplug to help Ma Rongcheng put it on. She didn't care at all about the difference between men and women. The female editor finally realized that it turned out to be a dependant.

With such shameless means, she shook her head secretly, and had already scolded the little bitch ten thousand times in her heart.

"Okay! This game is interesting! Xiaoru, if you have time, you can buy me a computer and send it to my house this weekend and teach me to play games!" Ma Rongcheng was listening to music with headphones, and he had no idea how he was.

How loud was the voice of the speech? This shocking statement almost made the others faint.

Friends think that this is Ma Xiaoru's unspoken rule by the office, and the female editor was surprised and was hooked up?

But Ma Rongcheng's next sentence is called a magical finale: "You Aunt Shufen always wants to invite you to go shopping, just this weekend!"

Smack...

Looking at Ma Xiaoru's smiling look, how could everyone not know?

My colleagues all laughed, but no one noticed that there seemed to be a heart of glass at the scene, splashing fragments, and they could never pick them up again...

...

In Taipei, Lin Zhiling was talking on the phone. She lay on the bed, laughing. Listening to the sound on the phone, she thought that he was so interesting to brag.

"Hey! I hummed this song in front of Joe Hiroshi. You don't know his expression at that time. He wished he could immediately worship me as his teacher..."

"Stop bragging! Hiroshi is a genius in the music industry. I never knew you have such talent in music?"

"Hmph, you know that I am talented in that regard. I have never told you about the talent in the music industry, but 90% of the background music in this game is created by me, and Hiraishi only completed it.

10% processing!”

"You... hate it! But why have I never heard you sing to me?"

"Uh... There is a lot of pure music in "Plant vs. Zombies", and my mind is full of their melodies, so after humming, Hirashiro helped me finish the entire content very quickly. As for whether I sing, okay, I admit it

Five sounds are a bit flawed, but I have the best ability to compose music and write lyrics."

"I don't believe it~ I'll ask you to sing a love song for me now~"

"Hey! You don't believe in your man? You guys are omnipotent! Ahem, um, I sing it!"

"Yeah~"

"Ahem, the sound is a bit weird, don't laugh at me!"

"Yeah~"

"Ahem, yeah, oh, I don't know which song to sing?"

"You! Sing! No! Sing!"

"Sing!"

The song "Love Transfer" was sung by Yang Yun. Although it was a cappella, it was a clear and bright rhythm. The lyrics of Lin Zhiling were immediately touched.

Only when you wander through the windows and stay in the hotels will you feel that separation is not unfair.

Is love used to browse or treasure so that life can be unforgettable every day.

Lin Zhiling suddenly thought of the process of their relationship. These lyrics are almost a portrayal of their feelings and life. Her eyes turned red in an instant and she felt moved by the scene.

The two have been together for a long time, and they are always very short of reunion. Even if they are together, Yang Yun is always busy. There are too many places to make decisions. The two cannot do it every day when Yang Yun comes home from get off work. She is like a gentle person. The little wife used to relieve him from fatigue. The two of them had a candlelight dinner, walked hand in hand in the community, and then snuggled up on the sofa to watch TV, chat, and have heart-to-heart talk.

Short-lived things are always romantic, romance always gets dissatisfied, burning perfect youth and changing to a partner...

This sentence made Lin Zhiling's eyes moist. After the song ended, she choked and murmured: "I love you~" (To be continued...)