The second one, Ren Yifei, went to work with dark circles under his eyes. Everyone thought he had a bad rest because of he Jun, and comforted him that he had taken care of it.

Ren Yifei answered, thinking about what the man said yesterday.

Unexpectedly, the children are dragged into an infinite world. Low has worn the center of the earth, making the barren corners look beautiful.

So he didn't fall asleep in the latter part of the night, so he got up and checked some illegal Zhang San's communication website. As a former wiping edge Zhang San, Ren Yifei quickly found the stronghold of this group even if he was a newcomer.

He has nothing else but to spend money to check people and check'he Jun'.

For urgent items, the result will be available within 24 hours. The price is 1 million per mouthful, with a deposit of 300000 yuan in advance.

What he Jun called "Big Brother Xing" is not a game agent (that is, a ghost), or another incarnation of the game. Whichever one it is, beat it to death.

There is no bottom line, and the villain system is just like birds of a feather.

At the same time, he also spent 3 million to have people create a mobile phone virus and spread it in the form of an "invitation code" among primary school children and the elderly.

For those Mini Game users who play "how to set the pattern" and relatives and strangers, Ren Yifei tells them how to set the pattern for netizens.

No, no. Let's see if they dare to read the invitation code for strangers in the future.

When he woke up, the brother sent a good news: this night, it is said that tens of thousands of groups have been destroyed, including ethnic groups, Internet gaming groups, and fellow groups.

Ren Yifei is very satisfied, but still feel that it is not enough. hope that the other side will keep up his efforts to break more primary school groups: what kind of social activities do children play? Learn quickly!

The hackers who fought hard all night: as long as the money is in place, Party A's father is right about everything.

In one night, millions of dollars have been spent, but the effect is still unknown.

With this in mind, Ren Yifei had a coffin face of "Don't mess with me" all day. Even the assistant Xiao Wei greatly reduced the sense of existence, not to mention the most observant secretaries.

In the undisturbed office, Ren Yifei watched the whole news channel with a cold face.

It was only because of the reminder of the game yesterday that he thought of the official amount of money in the world.

Although there is no evidence that the official already knew about the existence of this Mini Game, but the official action is very important.

Whether it is cracking down on pirated websites, shutting down illegal websites, or strengthening network management and strengthening network education, they are all saying that they are already aware of this hidden danger.

In the absence of the real culprit, it is also a strategy to reduce the possibility of access to ignorant people. He spread the cell phone virus, in a way, to vaccinate everyone.

"is there any way to get in touch with the authorities?" Ren Yifei had a whim.

The volume of the infinitely small game behind the scenes is so strong that it is obvious that he can't get rid of it by himself. The horn of desolation did not give benefits, and as soon as he thought about it, he could not get rid of it by himself, so he looked for someone who could get rid of it.

Isn't it just the kind of collective power that is in power?

"the Kuomintang is the organized and systematic violence machine of the ruling class." The political book had already told him who the greatest power was.

But the rule Mini Game is not allowed to reveal is the sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of players. Therefore, how to "avoid" this rule, to disclose information to people, has become an important rule.

At this time, the creative documents sent by the Advertising Department gave him a good inspiration.

This year, the Advertising Department has hired several top god networks to produce novels, combined with their products, to promote a recently launched fashion sub-brand among young people.

"very thoughtful. It is said that all the authors have come? "

Assistant Wei is not fussy, so: "it's all here, you." Would you like to meet? "

"mm-hmm."

Xiao Wei, his assistant, was bewildered. If he hadn't known that his boss was a workaholic who didn't recognize his six relatives, he would have suspected which book fan the boss was.

After a while, two authors came, one in the male frequency, the other in the female frequency, different themes, the same advertisement placement.

"I want to write two articles in private, and finally I will issue an outline today. I will send an article in the middle of the day, and there will be three shifts at a time."

The two online gods looked at each other and said hesitantly, "is there a rush to publish a manuscript in the middle of nowhere?" And even if there are online articles, there are people who are good at writing and whether they can write or not. "

It is obvious that these two online masters are the kind of people who like to grind the outline carefully and have a preference for the subject matter. It's a pity that Ren Yifei doesn't have so much time here.

"1 million words, 3 million rmb,. I will pay 30% deposit in advance." Ren Yifei paid off with money.

"deal." Without saying a word, the male band god stretched out his hand and asked for a 'deal grip'.

Are you in such a hurry? The subject matter is not good at reading? There is no such thing. For three yuan a word, he can write until the financier goes bankrupt.

"ahem." The female genie is a little more subtle, "We don't do it for money, but mainly to try more styles."

Come on, what do you want to write? Her sweet pet can write, so can scum.

Even if the boss wants to see lilies, she can write!

1 million, this is only a salary system fee, and then the income is not included. With the exception of a few high-paid executives with an annual salary of 1 million, most people can not resist the temptation of this salary, and neither can they.

"what kind of copy do you want?" The two Internet gods looked at the financier enthusiastically.

3 million, even if this financier's hobby likes to bring his own green hat and shake m, they can write!

"first of all, this is just a story, a false story, if there is a similarity, it is a pure coincidence."

The two great gods of the Internet article are in a state of contrivance.

Ren Yifei's hands are folded together, and the palm of his hand is a small amulet: "have you ever heard of …". Is it infinitely scary? "

This time, Ren Yifei didn't come back, and he really managed to focus on the company-he's going to sleep in the company tonight.

The boss took the lead in 007, and the following workers immediately felt bad: the boss 007 had a sports car mansion, and they had a sudden death package.

Fortunately, Ren Yifei was not so insane. He let his employees commute to and from work normally. He left it because of personal matters, not because of work.

Assistant Xiao Wei went back to the villa, brought a change of clothes and brought the beautiful soup made by the aunt in the kitchen.

The interpretation of Ren Yifei's move today is that someone just died last night, which is more or less taboo. You see, even the old man of Zhong Kui is living outside today. As they get older, they are more sensitive to death.

"the villa may have to be taken care of." Assistant Xiao Wei thought.

Ren Yifei doesn't know what other people think. He lives in the company just to be clean. At the moment, he is making up for the matching of colors with books that match colors.

As a group whose main business is jewelry, the design department has all kinds of books. He collected two books on the way and swallowed them all over again.

At half past nine, he caught the train on time. This time the carriages were a little different. There were bloody handprints everywhere on the walls, and there were a lot of exposed rusty iron products.

Even the whole carriage smelled of rust, but didn't know if it was blood or rust.

Twelve people, including him, sat in the carriage, all with a calm face and a very serious face. Most of them are young and middle-aged in their thirties, and only one is in their fifties.

This game has requirements on the amount of knowledge and physical fitness, and most of the people in the two age groups of the elderly and children have been 'eliminated'.

The elimination rate of this Mini Game is amazing, and it is much crazier and more unscrupulous than the Desert Horn. don't know what all this is for, is it a trick?

Or do you package yourself in the way of a game, or in the end, in order to devour the human soul?

Ren Yifei did not make a fuss, and these people said that they were competitors who had a competitive relationship, and that they were enemies who snatched the right to survive.

When there was no one to speak, it became more and more difficult for Ren Yifei to watch the second hand go round and round for less than five minutes.

"are any of you majors in painting?" Suddenly someone spoke. It was the middle-aged man in his early fifties who looked very serious with gray temples. It was Grandpa x who was frightened to cry when the children of the neighbors saw it.

The train was quiet, but there was still no answer.

This person does not mind: "when I was young, I studied traditional Chinese painting, and I knew something about western oil painting. Now I am an art teacher."

"they all play games, and they all have relatives. We are naturally in the same camp. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me."

Ren Yifei glanced up at the middle-aged man's hand. People who eat by craftsmanship cherish some of their opponents, and so do this man's hands.

Regardless of whether he has studied traditional Chinese painting or not, it is easy to be impressed by what he said on the train today-assuming that what he said is true.

Sure enough, someone responded to him: "the hint is color language. I don't know how do you people who learn painting understand it?"

The middle-aged man listened carefully, scratched his head carefully, and miraculously took out a piece of folded paper from his pocket. It was a color ring.

The middle part of this paper is white, followed by a ring of red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple with high brightness, and then a normal ring of color, and the outermost ring of color with lower brightness.

For fear that they could not see clearly, they wrote with a very thick pen: the higher the brightness, the warmer the color, and the lower the brightness, the colder the color.

Carrying a color ring with you? Is this what you're going to do to popularize science?

Ren Yifei suddenly believed that the man was an art teacher and meant well.

"you must have rummaged through the books and had a general impression of the three primary colors, dark colors, complementary colors and so on. We can talk about warm and cold colors and medium colors. " As soon as the middle-aged man pressed the laser hanging on the key ring, a small circle appeared on the color ring.

"the colors that give people a sense of coolness and loneliness are what we usually call cool colors, green, the color of the forest, blue, the color of the sea, black, the color of the night."

As he spoke, he took another piece of paper out of his pocket and shook and trembled. There were three printed paintings, namely, the sunflower, the sea, the forest and the street view at dusk.

In this instant, the momentum of the middle-aged has changed and become more fierce.

It is the 'teacher' temperament that makes low achiever shudder.

The rest of the audience, who used to be indifferent to answer, pricked up their ears and listened attentively. Even Ren Yifei, who knew a little bit about it, became serious.

Because of the timing, the middle-aged man speaks very fast, but he speaks clearly and fluently, without any ambiguity.

He was like a teacher in the third year of high school who wanted to cram the essence into his head, refine it, compile it into a minor and write a story. He just wanted to pour the knowledge in his head into his head.

The middle-aged not only talked about the basic cold and warm colors with examples, but also talked about how the colors of the birds can create a sense of confusion, what colors are more harmonious, what colors are impacting, and what colors are calm.

He looked calmly at the people in the carriage as if it were not a terrible world of terror that might not come back, but a very ordinary classroom.

Soon, when it was almost ten years old, the middle-aged man looked at his watch and stopped to understand.

The rest of the train realized something, too. They sat up straight, still scared, but not completely desperate.

"the time is coming. I hope that all the fans will remain calm and meet this challenge with the best posture.?. The darkness will eventually pass. Here, please take good care of each other and keep an eye on each other. "

In the dark, rusty, shabby train, the serious and frightening middle-aged man stood in a corner.

He looked ordinary, like a man walking downstairs everywhere, but at this moment, with words of blessing and encouraging eyes, he lit up like a small candle in the dark.

"he is really a teacher." Ren Yifei thought.