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    Yuyu: Fight! Fight!

    Chapter 51 The head also turns yellow

    Zhuang Yanyu's mood today is visibly happy.

    This kind of good mood can be seen by anyone, it is the kind of happiness written on the face, the happiness that cannot be concealed.

    He played the video in his hand over and over again, never getting tired of watching it, and the more he watched it, the happier he became.

    In the video, Zhou Qingcheng's screams resounded throughout the room.

    But this sound became the most pleasant note in Zhuang Yanyu's ears, and he felt that the sound was as good as it sounded.

    In fact, the more Zhou Qingcheng screamed, the happier he felt.

    Wen Chenxi also found it funny when he saw this scene: "It's been a long time since you watched."

    Zhuang Yanyu is serious: "It didn't take long, I just watched it 37 times."

    After speaking, the video playback just ended.

    Zhuang Yanyu opened the 38th time silently.

    Wen Chenxi: "..."

    Wen Chenxi became suspicious again.

    Between this Yu and Zhou Qingcheng, is there really some deep hatred that cannot be eliminated?

    Otherwise, how could the more miserable the other party be, the happier he would be?

    After Zhou Qingcheng finished applying the wound medicine and came out of the room pitifully, Zhuang Yanyu turned off the video in a still unsatisfactory manner, wanting to watch it a few more times.

    Zhou Qingcheng went downstairs and complained to Zhuang Yanyu: "Xiaoyu, did you see that? His posture is murdering his own brother!"

    Because Zhuang Yanyu was so happy just now, he subconsciously blurted out: "It's pretty good."

    Zhou Qingcheng: "??"

    Zhou Qingcheng: "Xiaoyu?"

    I must have heard it wrong, how could Xiaoyu say that... very good?

    We are people who love mechanical life and program codes equally!

    He is the person who has the most common language and can find a tacit understanding.

    Facing Zhou Qingcheng's dazed gaze, Zhuang Yanyu silently looked away, thinking to himself: Yes, I played pretty well in the first place.

    "I just want to see if you have neglected to exercise while staying in the research institute. Facts have proved that you have indeed regressed, otherwise you wouldn't have been beaten by me." Fortunately, Wen Chenxi found Zhuang YanyuAn excuse, and said: "Xiaoyu also thinks that you lack exercise too much, so I should let you learn a lesson."

    Since Zhou Qingcheng's accident when he was a child, Mother Wen has been very concerned about the self-protection ability of her two sons.

    Needless to say, Wen Chenxi, Zhou Qingcheng had already started practicing Sanda when he was a child before anything happened.

    After Zhou Qingcheng's accident, he practiced even more.

    Zhou Qingcheng, on the other hand, started exercising slowly after taking good care of his body.

    Exercise first, and then start to practice some self-protection things.

    It's just that he has been in the research institute for the past two years, and he has no intention of training at all, so how can he beat Wen Chenxi? He was beaten by Wen Chenxi just now.

    But Zhou Qingcheng suspected that his brother just wanted to beat him up for a reason.

    Seeing his aggrieved look, Wen Chenxi did not forget to remind him: "Don't forget what you are studying now, negligence of exercise is irresponsible to yourself."

    Zhou Qingcheng lost his temper immediately.

    They are working on chips.

    Domestic technology has actually surpassed other countries in many aspects.

    It is no exaggeration to say that it only took them more than ten years to surpass the technology of other countries for decades or even hundreds of years.

    But in some respects, they are still lacking.

    Especially in the chip.

    The real technology has been stuck by foreign countries, and whenever they want to make some high-end things, they will be stuck because of the chip.

    Zhou Qingcheng's team is obviously an enterprise's research and development, but in fact it is supported by the state.

    Zhou Qingcheng is confident that he will be able to develop what they want.

    But if the development is really successful, then their personal safety really needs to pay more attention.

    I'm afraid that some people don't want them to succeed and want to kill them in the cradle.

    Zhou Qingcheng snorted twice, after all he didn't argue with Wen Chenxi on this issue.

    Wen Chenxi said: "Have you finished packing? Let the driver take you back after packing."

    Zhou Qingcheng was reluctant to let go, and his eyes lingered on Zhuang Yanyu: "Let's go now? I haven't had fun with Xiaoyu yet, I want to make something for him..."

    Wen Chenxi's tone was non-negotiable: "It's the same if you go home and do it, it won't affect your performance."

    Zhou Qingcheng: "What I do here will not affect my performance."

    Wen Chenxi: "Yes, but it affects my performance."

    Zhou Qingcheng: "..."

    Zhou Qingcheng felt that his head had also turned yellow.

    Whoops, listen to what this is saying.

    What do you play?

    What can you do?

    How can this not make people think about the astringent side.

    However, Zhou Qingcheng is not a messy person, and he probably knows that young couples need a little private space for dating.

    It's really inappropriate for such a big light bulb to be here.

    So Zhou Qingcheng went upstairs to salute while muttering.

    Before leaving, he looked at Zhuang Yanyu reluctantly, his eyes full of anticipation: "Xiao Yu, if your hands are itchy, come to me, let's play with small parts together."

    Zhuang Yanyu: "Oh."

    The driver came to help with the things.

    Wen Chenxi asked the bodyguards to follow Zhou Qingcheng, and he didn't intend to go out, so he just sent him to the door.

    Zhou Qingcheng opened the door and shouted at Zhuang Yanyu: "Come to my house for dinner in a few days."

    Zhuang Yanyu: "Oh."

    Zhou Qingcheng: "I will miss you."

    Zhuang Yanyu: "...you go quickly."

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