The emperor of our family always dies

Chapter 13

"Oh, thanks, no need."

Lu Sigu sat up straight quickly, and the tired and decadent appearance just now disappeared without a trace.

Wen Yan still smiled gently, the eyes behind the lenses seemed to be shining in the sun, making people afraid to look at them easily.

"It just so happens that I'm going to the lounge to have a cup of coffee, why don't I pour a cup for Master as well. The recent work pressure is quite heavy."

"Well, that's true, but it's good to get used to it slowly." Lu Sigu said, of course, these words are by no means consolation. It's the first time for a newcomer to encounter such a high-intensity job, both physically and psychologically. understandable.

As if remembering something, Lu Sigu asked again: "By the way, have you done all the front-end data storage that I asked you to do a few days ago?"

Wen Yan nodded, "It's done, it's packed and stored, do you want to send it to Master for you to see?"

"Well, copy it to me." Although the storage of front-end data is part of the underlying program of the game, because it involves a lot of content and technical components, it is usually done by the main programmer.

However, the company has been busy recently, the department is short of manpower, and the main programmers can't do anything, and the boss has issued a deadly order to complete the work within ten days. Lu Sigu had no choice but to hand over the job to Wen Although Mr. Zhao mentioned that Wen Yan studied technology development like him, he was still skeptical of his ability.

In the midst of his mind wandering, Wen Yan came to him again and handed him a small USB flash drive.

Lu Sigu took the USB flash drive he handed over, glanced at it inadvertently, and the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily.

It turned out to be a little pink rabbit with a kawaii expression, and the pendant was also a rabbit, but it was white and fluffy all over, and it was a whole circle bigger than the USB flash drive rabbit.

"..."

I didn't expect such a sunny and handsome boy to hide such a pink girl's heart.

Lu Sigu silently inserted the USB flash drive into the socket of the computer, opened the things he had made, and was slightly surprised when he saw the content displayed on the computer screen.

He had already prepared for a major overhaul or a new one, but he didn't expect the result to be beyond his expectations.

While he was checking, Wen Yan had already made the coffee and put it on his table.

The strong aroma of coffee penetrated into the nose quickly, stimulating the tired nerves of the brain. Lu Sigu brought the coffee to his mouth, but did not move his eyes from the computer screen at all.

On the screen is the character attribute introduction interface of a level in the logic program. Lu Sigu is quite familiar with this character because he designed it based on Mingyue.

The company's recent game is a time-traveling game. Although there are many people who make this type of game, there are still very few. The mainstream market is still dominated by fighting and shooting games. To make this kind of time-traveling game, If the plot is good, it can be justified. If the plot is mediocre and the game has no bright spots, it is still difficult to stand out from the crowd, especially when the future revenue cannot be guaranteed.

In fact, Lu Sigu didn't quite understand why the boss took over the project in the first place. Even now, they don't know who the partner and investor are.

Originally, the planning work had nothing to do with Lu Sigu. It happened that the meeting discussed the character design issue. He happened to think of Ming Yue, so he mentioned it casually. Unexpectedly, the boss handed over this character to him, which made him feel Very surprised.

Later, he roughly imitated Mingyue's appearance and built a character model. The boss was very satisfied, so he also handed over the plot of this character to him.

Thinking of Mingyue, Lu Sigu suddenly remembered the inadvertent touch that day, and the temperature and tactile sensation of his hand in his own is still fresh in his memory.

I wonder what he is doing at home now?Have you seriously read the books you let him read?

In order to allow him to adapt to this world as soon as possible and avoid causing necessary troubles, Lu Sigu went to the bookstore and bought a set of children's encyclopedias and history books, as well as a contrasting dictionary in traditional and simplified Chinese, and formulated it for him. Set up a class schedule, let him study in strict accordance with the schedule every day.

But I just don't know if he can persist with his patience. Fortunately, because of what happened last time, he has been a lot more honest recently, and he hasn't made any more fuss, and the atmosphere between Yaoyao and Yaoyao is much more harmonious than before.

"Master?"

Wen Yan's voice suddenly floated into my ears leisurely and far away, with a hint of doubt in between.

Lu Sigu came back to his senses abruptly, only to realize that he was staring at the 3D character model on the screen that somewhat resembled Mingyue in a daze.

"Is there something wrong?"

Wen Yan's eyes flicked back and forth between the character model on the computer interface and Lu Sigu's face, and the lenses reflected colorful lights.

"No, no, you did a good job." Not only was it done well, but it was no worse than that of the lead programmer, and even better than the lead programmer in terms of efficiency.

Wen Yan breathed a heavy sigh of relief, "I was afraid that if I didn't do well, Master would scold me."

"No." In order to cover up the embarrassment just now, Lu Sigu quickly took a few sips of coffee, thought for a while and added: "You have learned professional knowledge well. Give back everything you learn in college to your teachers.”

It's rare to be praised, even Wen Yan, who has always been humble, would feel a little embarrassed at this time, his handsome face was stained with a blush, and he just said thank you dully.

"Mr. Zhao said before that you majored in technology development, so did you major in computer science during college?"

"This one……"

Wen Yan's eyes suddenly dodged for a moment, scratched his head, and smiled, "Actually, I majored in art, and computer was only an elective course in my sophomore year. Later, I took a few classes of 3DMax and Maya in the Mercury era. "

"..."

So, does this mean that a programmer who doesn't want to be an artist is not a good game developer?

Sure enough, talent is not something that ordinary people can fathom.

Lu Sigu just wanted to ask him if he would write the character's body control or movement control. If he could, it would save a lot of work. At this moment, a colleague who came out of Mr. Zhao's office came to Wen Yan He said to him, "Wen Yan, Mr. Zhao called you."

"Mr. Zhao called me?" Wen Yan was very surprised, "Do you know what he wants from me?"

The man shrugged, "How do I know that, but..." He gave him a meaningful look, "Mr. Zhao's complexion doesn't look very good, you should be more careful when you speak, polar bears are not easy to mess with. If you get angry, you will have to suffer, alas, I have been so busy recently."

After finishing speaking, he sighed helplessly, patted Wen Yan on the shoulder, and walked to his desk, making Wen Yan confused, not knowing why.

About half an hour later, Wen Yan came out of Zhao Youjun's office with an uneasy expression on his face. The sunny smile that had always been on his face disappeared at this moment, and he looked a little gloomy.

This surprised Lu Sigu a little, and wanted to ask him what happened, but hesitated for a while, and chose to hang on to it as nothing to do with himself.

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When it was time to get off work, Lu Sigu didn't go home directly, but took a taxi to University A.

A few days ago, because of his busy work, he couldn't spare time to deal with the luxury car compensation.

At this moment, sitting in the taxi, he was caressing a piece of fine jade pendant with his hand, looking thoughtfully at the exquisitely carved dragon and phoenix pattern on the pendant.

Although it is said that he generously donated his dragon robe and said it was pawned for money, but if he really took the dragon robe to the pawn shop, it would probably cause an uproar in the cultural relics circle. After all, an ordinary commoner owns A piece of clothes worn by the emperor thousands of years ago looks weird no matter how you look at it. Maybe he will be treated as a tomb robber and invited to the bureau for tea.

So, after careful selection and deliberation, he finally took the dragon and phoenix pendant hanging from Ming Yue's waist.

A gentleman has no reason, and jade does not go away, especially the emperor.

Since it is imperial jade, it must be worth a lot, but it should not be a big deal to Mingyue.

Not long after, the taxi stopped at the gate of University A.

When Lu Sigu stepped into the campus, the cold wind was strong, and the sycamore trees fell on the ground. It was obviously a very bleak and desolate scene, but it was a little romantic because of the couples cuddling together under the sycamore trees.

He hurried past those blind couples and walked straight towards the Faculty of Arts. If I remember correctly, Pei Chu's office should be on the fifth floor of the Complex Building of the Faculty of Liberal Arts.

This is a very old building, the mottled walls are covered with withered creepers, crumbling in the bleak cold wind, the entire University A has been renovated several times from head to toe, only the Faculty of Arts remains the same as last century style of.

Lu Sigu remembered that when he was in school, a new school leader was appointed. He felt that the building of the Faculty of Arts was too old and affected the appearance of the school. He advocated demolition and building a new building. It's time to drive to the gate of the Faculty of Arts, and the old academician who is called the treasure of the town courtyard just stays in the building and refuses to come out.

The academician was about the same age as the ancient building, and his feelings for the ancient building could not be overstated by using the depth of a peach blossom pond to describe his feelings for the ancient building. He firmly opposed the demolition of the building.

The principal mobilized many old friends of academicians to persuade him, and explained many principles, but he still couldn’t persuade him. He stood there like a rock in the mountains, and despite the spittle, threats and lures around him, he remained steadfast. Later, the students of the Faculty of Arts also joined the opposition camp. This matter was left alone, and the ancient building was preserved like this, and finally became a unique landscape of A University.

At this moment, the sky is getting dark, and large swathes of dark clouds are covering the sky. Roaring non-stop, Lu Sigu thought that it was not far from snowfall.

502 At the end of the corridor, Lu Sigu stood in front of the antique door, knocked on the door, but no one responded for a long time.

He stood in front of the door and waited for a while, knocked a few more times, and then heard a panicked voice saying, "Please come in."

Pushing the door open with doubts, Lu Sigu saw a young boy buried in a mountain of books, but it was not Pei Chu.

"Student, is Pei Chu here?"

The author has something to say: wipe off sweat, finally slowly getting on the right track ╮(╯_╰)╭