Chapter 12 Brother Jingsheng
In this room that resembles a dance studio, there are two computer desks placed in the corner, each with an LCD monitor.
Zhao Chenghao walked straight to the two computers as soon as he entered the door, and ordered the girls: "You go out first, and come back to practice in an hour."
The girls He seemed to be very afraid of him. After hearing this, he didn't even say a word and ran out as if running away.
When the girls passed by, An Rusong glanced at them. These girls are not very old, probably around seventeen or eighteen years old. All of them have pretty faces, with a bit of childishness between their brows.
An Rusong felt a little surprised. Could it be that Lao Shizi's "KSE Entertainment Company" had its own trainees? Can an entertainment company run by a gangster have its own trainees? What a joke.
Zhao Chenghao didn't know what year was going on in An Rusong's mind. He walked straight to the computer desk, turned on one of the computers, then turned to An Rusong and said, "You, Come here, show me that little program of yours."
An Rusong smiled and walked over to sit at the computer desk. He put the bag on his lap, unzipped the side bag, took out his USB flash drive, and inserted it into the USB port on the front panel of the computer.
Looking at the U disk recognition prompt popping up on the computer screen, he turned to look at Zhao Chenghao beside him, asking him where the game was installed.
Zhao Chenghao understood what he meant, took the mouse, and found the installation address of DNF.
While he was looking for the game address, An Rusong lit a cigarette for himself, then took the mouse from Zhao Chenghao's hand, opened the plug-in, logged into the game, and set the skill data directly in the plug-in without saying a word. , and then the picture below.
When he controlled the "Red Eye" to fill the screen with fire, Zhao Chenghao's eyes almost popped out of his eyes. The other boys also let out bursts of exclamations. For them For these illiterate people, this plug-in technology is simply miraculous and cannot be understood even if they think about it.
Seeing An Rusong finish a picture in a very short time, Zhao Chenghao, who had long been unable to hold back, couldn't bear it anymore. He stretched out his hand to push An Rusong's shoulder and mouthed He kept urging: "Get up, let's I’ll give it a try too!”
An Rusong staggered as he was pushed and almost fell off the stool. However, he didn’t mind. The more anxious the other party was, the more effective the plug-in was. At the same time, It shows that the prospects for cooperation are very bright.
Standing up from the stool, An Rusong gave up his position and watched as Zhao Chenghao canceled his account and logged into his own account.
"What do you do with that little program?" After getting the number, Zhao Chenghao began to urge An Rusong to teach him how to set up the plug-in. After finally learning and understanding it, he went straight to the picture and started playing.
Not to mention, although Zhao Chenghao is ugly, his game playing skills are still very good, at least much better than An Rusong. But the reality is that the more skilled people are, the more addicted they are to games and the more obsessed they are with this thing.
What's more, at this time, Zhao Chenghao was also exposed to plug-ins. It was like another window had opened in life. He just felt that everything was beautiful and refreshing, and he couldn't extricate himself at all. , so that he didn't bother to pay attention to what An Rusong said to him later.
As an hour passed, Zhao Chenghao still had no intention of stopping the game. This guy not only painted pictures by himself, but also started showing off in the game, bringing newbies with him to paint pictures for free.
Not only him, but the younger brothers surrounding him were also very excited. They were all chattering and giving Zhao Chenghao advice from time to time, but they often only attracted a few curse words from the other party.
An Rusong was speechless. He had to sigh, the Internet-addicted boy was so fucking clueless, couldn't he tell the difference between what was serious and what was serious?
Just as he was sighing secretly, the door of the dance studio was suddenly pushed open from the outside. The little girls who had been kicked out before filed in from the outside one by one with sullen eyebrows, and then As if they had made a big mistake, they stood in a row in front of the dance barre. After they all stood up, another person walked in from the open door, a man walking like a cat.
The first time he saw this man, An Rusong felt his stomach begin to churn, as if the food he had eaten at noon suddenly came to life, jumping and making noises to escape from his stomach.
Imagine, a man with a body type comparable to that of "The God of Horses" is walking in a catwalk. What's more terrible is that he also has smoky makeup on his face and lips that look like It was a child that had just been eaten dead, and it was bright red.
The upper body wears a green long-sleeved shirt. The top two buttons of the collar are not fastened. The collar of the shirt is open in a "V" shape, exposing a large piece of thick chest muscle. A small red mobile phone was hung on his chest with a colorful string. Next to the mobile phone was a palm-sized, pure white stuffed rabbit.
The man came in from the door, his makeup-covered face filled with anger. When he saw An Rusong for the first time, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, and the anger on his face subsided slightly. However, in an instant, he saw a group of people gathered in front of the computer again, and Taotao's anger crawled onto his face again.
He twisted his fat butt, and ran to the computer desk in several steps. He kicked his thick thigh violently, and there was a roar, and several men were shocked. Yelling, the computer table and the monitor on the table all overturned, smashing Zhao Chenghao directly underneath. The remaining guys, because they were standing, reacted faster and narrowly avoided it. An Rusong was stunned. He couldn't figure out the origin of this guy who was neither male nor female and dared to be so rude to Zhao Chenghao.
But in his surprise, many young brothers who were frightened all bowed to the visitor and greeted him respectfully. Said: "Brother Jingsheng!"
When the greetings were over, these people hurriedly moved the computer table away and helped the pale-faced Zhao Chenghao up from the ground.
"What are you doing here?" After Zhao Chenghao stood up, "Brother Jingsheng" asked with a gloomy face, "Have I forgotten what I said?!"
"Brother." Zhao Chenghao He was actually quite afraid of this "Brother Jingsheng". He cowered his neck like a quail beaten by frost, and even trembled when he spoke.
"Answer me!" "Brother Jingsheng" said angrily.
"Brother, I am," Zhao Chenghao, who has always been arrogant, explained stumblingly, "I am."
Seeing him look like a mouse seeing a cat, "Jing Sheng "Brother" seemed to be even more angry. He raised his right leg and made a posture to kick someone. However, he was also pretending to kick someone. The moment he raised his leg, the right hand he lifted up actually kicked someone. I pinched my orchid finger.
"It's him!" It seemed that he was startled, but Zhao Chenghao's brain suddenly became bright. He stretched out his hand and pointed towards An Rusong and said urgently, "It's him who said he wanted to cooperate with us, and he also made a What kind of small program can be used in DNF games? It can change the difficulty of the game."
"What are you talking about?" "Brother Jingsheng" can't understand what he said. scolded angrily.
"Really, brother, everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, just ask him!" Zhao Chenghao just wanted to divert the attention of "Brother Jingsheng", so he did not hesitate to put An Rusong gave out.
His strategy was very effective. As expected, "Brother Jingsheng" turned his attention to An Rusong. With a pair of "red and phoenix eyes" smeared with eyeshadow, he looked him up and down carefully, but after treating him The anger that Zhao Chenghao had before had strangely dissipated.
"Who are you?" After looking at An Rusong, "Brother Jingsheng" nodded inexplicably, and then asked.
"Hello, Brother Jingsheng, I am An Rusong, the representative of DreamToys toy factory," An Rusong bowed to the other party and introduced himself.
"DreamToys toy factory?" "Brother Jingsheng" looked questioning.
Zhao Chenghao found an opportunity to express himself. He took two steps forward, leaned into the ear of "Brother Jingsheng" and whispered to him.
"Brother Jingsheng" had a look of surprise on his face, and then he looked at An Rusong again and said: "You are actually a worker in a toy factory? There is really no future. In my opinion, your appearance The conditions are very good. You can come here to be a trainee. It just so happens that the company has not found a male trainee so far."
An Rusong felt a chill. He felt that the guy in front of him was not only male but not male. Men and women are not women, and there is something wrong with their brains. There is no future as a worker in a toy factory, but there is a future as a trainee in an entertainment company run by a gangster? Is this guy confusing the words prospect and risk?
"This is my brother, Zhao Jingsheng, brother Jingsheng!" Seeing his speechless expression, Zhao Chenghao said loudly, because he was worried that he would show any rudeness.
Is he my brother?
An Rusong was a little curious, but he didn't ask rudely. He just smiled and said, "I'm very sorry, Brother Jingsheng, I have no plans to pursue a career in literature and art for the time being."
"That's really a pity," Zhao Jingsheng said He didn't seem to be surprised. He just nodded with regret and said something. Then he turned to ask, "What did Cheng Hao just say about small programs, games, ah, and cooperation. What's going on?" < br>
It seems that this is someone who can make the decision! An Rusong thought to himself. So he coughed dryly, quickly sorted out his thoughts, and began to briefly explain his thoughts.
Zhao Jingsheng obviously also knew about the game DNF, but he was obviously not very interested in the game. So, after listening to An Rusong's story, he turned to look at Zhao Chenghao and said, "You should talk to Uncle Tai'an about this kind of thing first. Contact, otherwise, with your ability, how can you make the right decision?”
(End of this chapter)