With the end of the lover sign, Fang Zheng's work and rest mode has also been transferred from "fighting" to "daily", and she went to bed at less than ten o'clock for several days and got up at noon. At first, Meng Chudong turned a blind eye and naively thought that someone would regain his former consciousness after enough rest. Later, he finally understood that the laziness of fat papers is like a small monster on a wild map. This room has just been killed, and that room has been refreshed.

Fang Zheng had a dream.

In his dream, he returned to the ice and snowy place where Azazle was, without food or clothing, trembling and pitiful. Suddenly, smoke rose from the distance, and he rolled over and found that it was a small wooden house, with warm light coming out of the window, as if a paradise station in the white and harsh cold winter. He knocked on the door immediately, and not long after, the wooden door opened with a creak, and more warm light tilted out, and the source of the light

, standing with an extremely tall, handsome and majestic... Little Bird?! No matter how many, he rushed into the house immediately, trying to shake off the cold behind him as soon as possible, but the Little Bird tightly blocked the door. He hit the other person's body, and then bounced back to the snow with a bang. Once, twice, three times... and cycled, and at the end of his grievance, he wanted to shout "How can you treat me like this", but the words turned into...

"Ah Yeh--"

The ice and snow melted, revealing the floor table and chairs, and the warm light dissipated, and the bird's abdominal muscles appeared.

"Awaken?" Meng Chudong stood in front of the bed, naked, wearing only a pair of sweatpants, and one hand in his pocket, which looked like a blockbuster on the cover of a magazine - if his other hand was not carrying a quilt.

"You say less, you wake up from the cold!" Fang Zheng said and sneezed again, accusing her eyes.

The bird was unmoved and threw the quilt aside, turned around and threw the sportswear to Fang Zheng: "Get up and run."

Fang Zheng looked at his sportswear, then looked at him, and asked very seriously: "There are there any activities like running in the world?"

Meng Chudong narrowed his eyes.

Fang Zheng nodded with certainty: "Yes!"

However, although he was conquered in spirit, he still resisted stubbornly. He put on a set of clothes for more than ten minutes, and Fang Zheng was sleepy again...

"What are you doing?"

"Photograph you."

"I know, so I asked you why you are photographing me?"

"Sent to the China Forum, many people are asking for photos of the leader of the ghost uniform."

"But they all think that I am handsome and elegant in the wind, and I am the same as the wind...."

"Life is cruel, they have to learn to accept it."

"I was wrong. I'll put on my sneakers and run into my life!!!"

...

Every time after running, Fang Zheng would immediately go on the scale to check the results. Although the bird complained that "you are going out to run, not going out to suction liposuction", people would not understand that fat paper is thin =_=

"Ahhhhhh--" Fang Zheng widened her eyes, walked on the scale in disbelief, and stepped on it again, repeating it several times.

The bird who had already started lifting dumbbells was calm: "How much has he lost?"

Fang Zheng shouted at him: "Five pounds! Five pounds!!"

The bird nodded and said that it received: "Congratulations."

Fang Zheng couldn't understand Xiaoniao's calmness: "Are you surprised?!"

The bird tilted its head, as if recalling something very beautiful: "I knew it when I hugged you last night."

"But I haven't run for half a month!" Ignoring the ambiguity in the other party's words, in the face of the reduced weight, any charming stands aside. This is the unshakable value of the fat people for ten thousand years!

The bird sighed: "You haven't eaten seriously for half a month." Although it's a pleasure to lose weight, compared to the slimness he gets hungry, he still likes healthy kites... At worst, the blower is turned on a bigger blower when flying ╮(╯_╰)╭

For a long time afterwards, the leader of the ghost suit was immersed in the joy of brighter chin lines until he discovered that the muscle lines of the sub-group were also clearer.

The muscles on the arm are easy to understand. After all, this guy's obsession with dumbbells is like passing by a dead milk zombie, but-

"When did you develop abdominal muscles?"

"The progress of the lover's horoscope is 49%.

Why are there such an accurate time point!!!

...

Fang Zheng and Meng Chudong were running in the morning before the others got up. When the two of them came back from the morning, the others had already gone to the Internet cafe to work. Within two days after the lover sign was turned on, the two moved their computers from the Internet cafe box back to the bedroom. First, they could switch game life at any time, and second, they did not disturb Brother Wu Diamond and their serious business in the studio. They were just hand-off managers for half a month. During this period, Brother Wu and Diamond did not disturb them with any major and minor affairs in the studio. Now that the lover sign is over, it is a bit unreasonable that they will not show up again.

"Damn you two finally got out of seclusion!" In the Internet cafe box, the fifth brother gave the partner a big hug.

Diamond didn't play with these false things, so he just threw the account book to the partners for inspection.

Chang Xiaohu and Hou Cong’s work location is next door, so when the door is closed here, they are both bosses and there is no need to avoid them.

Meng Chudong and Fang Zheng opened the account book. After more than ten days of flow, the biggest expense was the hot spring resort two days ago. What was left was daily expenses such as food expenses. In addition to some of the scraps that can be bought and sold during the grade level in the new game, the biggest income comes from Wubi.

On February 18, 1 [full-level account] was sold and the income was 800 yuan.

On February 22, I sold 1 [invitation code] and earned 1,500 yuan.

On February 23, I sold 1 [invitation code] and earned 1,700 yuan.

On February 23, 1 [full-level account] was sold and the income was 1,000 yuan.

On February 27, I sold one [New Orleans roasted wings] and earned 3,200 yuan.

The maximum-level account has soared from one to two hundred to one thousand, eight hundred. Obviously, the reputation of the internal test has been very high, attracting more players. The limited internal test account is in short supply. Correspondingly, the invitation code with greater room for development can be directly established. The price of invitation codes is naturally rising. Compared with the 89 yuan when buying, the current 1,500 to 1,700 is really... Fang Zheng suspects that the Taobao boss who sold the invitation code to Xiaoniao was probably already wet with countless pillows.

But...what the hell is that roasted wings sold for 3,000 oceans!!=_=

"The level 30 Huang Wu, Xiong Yun, was hit when he was leveling up, the first game in the whole game." The fifth brother gave the answer.

"Diamonds are really good..." Fang Zheng said sincerely, and at the same time began to wonder whether this weapon was the middle wing root or the whole wing.

Diamond took back the account book and analyzed the current situation for Fang Zheng: "The price of invitation codes is almost at its peak. As the public beta approaches, it will become less and less valuable. So Lao Ma and I plan to take a few more invitation codes, and the rest will be built directly to level up. When the public beta is approaching, the operator will definitely throw out advertisements. At that time, there will be a peak of player demand. We will seize the listing and selling accounts in those days, and we will definitely make a lot of money!"

Fang Zheng initially thought Diamond made sense, but the more he heard it, the more excited he became. At this moment, he could no longer suppress his heart running towards the RMB: "How many numbers are there that have not been practiced? I am here with Xiaobi!"

...

Fang Zheng and Meng Chudong returned home with two small trumpets, dived into the new game, starting from killing monsters, fighting all the way to teaming up for junior dungeons, it was already evening. The hotpot for dinner, and all the staff of the studio were here. Fang Zheng Meng Chudong treated her to everyone, thanking everyone for their hard work during this period, and also indicating that they had officially returned to the team.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening after the hot pot. Except for Chang Xiaohu, everyone else wanted to go to the Internet cafe, and everyone else went home to rest.

However, Fang Zheng and Meng Chudong were not considered resting, because the computer that they just closed before dinner was turned on again, but this time the login was no longer a new game...

[Huaxia] People blocked and killed people: He will do it, it’s useless to be blind.

[Huaxia] Marilyn Mengping: I have been here a long time ago, have you lost your memory?

[Huaxia] People blocked and killed people: Damn, that was our carelessness. You ask him to try it again and chop it into meat paste in minutes!

[Huaxia] Battle, Bodhi Patriarch: To be honest, it seems that other servers have been topped by two or more back and forth, but there is only one server at the top.

[Huaxia] is known as Xiaobailong: Don’t deceive yourself, why don’t you say that there is no place for the Holy Land of Light at once?

Fang Zheng was confused: "What's the situation?"

Xiaobird: "It should be that the top of China and the Holy Land of Light were tear up on the forum."

Fang Zheng: "What to tear up?"

Little Bird: "The Holy Land of Light is not satisfied with the defeat of the first kill, so it believes that whether you can reach the top and subdue it is the embodiment of your true strength."

"Oh..." So people blocked and killed people and said no, come directly, so Bodhi Patriarch said that other servers have been topped, but only the exceptions for the top servers. This explanation makes sense... Slowly, they are online together, why are the amount of information they get completely different! tat

[Legislature] Hundred Refinings into Demon 715: The leader, good evening at the deputy regiment!

[League] The blessing of the shemale: the leader, deputy regiment.

[League] Lucky Little Fortune: You are here, the world is so lively!

The enthusiasm of the members of the group comforted Fang Zheng's soul that was damaged because of his IQ being crushed—

[League] I am a mother with milk: Gudeyi Wuning~~~ What is the specific situation~~~

[League] Grass is not fat: Players in the forum who have the top server posted a post showing off their first killing of our group, and it is the first server in China. The Dutch Chamber of Commerce is not convinced, believing that the standard of the first server should be that they have not been conquered. Then according to this standard, the Holy Land of Light that has not been summed up is the real First Server in China.

[League] If you have milk, you are a mother: Wow, Sister Bloody Niu~~~~~ Didn’t you say you only join the group at the top of the level?~~~~~~~

[League] Ma Wuye: Now all servers know that we are from our team, so it’s no different when we join.

[League] The grass is not fat: And it is very convenient to form a wild team with the title of our regiment. Leader, you have brought the Ghost Service Corps great^_^

The woman in love is really warm and warm!

[Private chat] If you have milk, you are a mother: 2b You must take Sister Xue Niu well. If you dare not be serious, you will be expelled from the group!

[Private chat] The grass is not fat: first break the legs, then break the shattered ones.

[Private Chat] Is it mother who has breasts:...

Just say don't make any couple accounts, it's easy to post mistakes if you are not careful.

...

The information is processed almost the same now. Fang Zheng cut back to the desktop, log in to a series of tools such as yy, q丨q, etc. I also wanted to open the Huaxia Forum to watch the war of words between the two servers close. But I knew that the little penguin who had just logged in kept making rapid calls, as if it was in the room. Helplessly, Fang Zheng had to click all the information-

[Stranger] King Wu defeated Zhou: The number of the Holy Land of Light, level 0, blood warrior, how long does it take to practice the full level, and how much does it cost?

[Stranger] Awakening: Are you there? I want to find a substitute.

[My Client] Bai Er: Hutie, help me practice the number of the Holy Land of Light, or 500 or 51 week?

【q丨q group[vip]——In fact, we are not familiar with each other] (999)

Since the establishment of the studio, Fang Zheng's business volume of agency training has decreased dramatically. First, professional players like Wu Ge and Diamond have taken over most of the advertising work. Second, he is planning to focus more on the elites in the ghost server team leader, and has also reduced the publicity efforts. Especially after entering the lover sign, no matter whether it is private chats in the game or outside the game, q丨q, no one asks him to talk about agency training. At this moment, several suddenly appeared, and there are new and old friends, which is really puzzling.

But these are not as good as the last q丨q group-
To be continued...