When I came out I picked up a nemesis

Fuxi's new product design concept was splashed with dirty water, which is not a trivial matter.

The other party warmed up first, and after half a day of more than a dozen waves of public opinion guidance, after various shadowless hammers, the product finally officially broke out on the second night and applied to the best winner of the German IF Award last year.

Professional terminology, overlays and design drafts, color palettes, and even a finished drawing have become the most critical evidence.

In less than a day, #Fuxi电子设计算设计带# became the third trending search item.

Online public opinion was in an uproar, and everyone who copied the dog could be punished.

Online, Han Qiao stabilized the morale of the technical department, and exchanged views with several assistants and supervisors.

“The R&D team must never end up in person.”

"Understood, Mr. Han."

Even the musical instrument design draft of a new concept has the designer's exclusive style of painting.

The solid design draft was not drawn by anyone in their company, and it did not belong to Fuxi's design draft.

It is not the first to third generation of Innova, and there is no possibility of leaks.

This night in the company, Han Qiao and Liu Ling rarely both worked in the office on the top floor. Zhuang Bi had to go out temporarily, so the two commanders had to make coffee by themselves and met in the tea room.

When Liu Ling saw Han Qiao, he was about to pounce on him and howl out his dissatisfaction.

"What's going on, we've always kept a low profile and never engaged in drag-and-trade marketing. I won't offend anyone, and no one will offend me!"

"It's the other way around." Han Qiao sighed, "Chen Qian from the second department formed a new public relations team. She is calm and measured, and has more ideas. This matter is not small, but it is not big. You might as well let it go." She's in control."

"Okay, I'll ask Zhuang Bi to pull out the R&D log, paste the code and prove that there is no such design draft, and then ask a third party to notarize it."

After a brief discussion between the two, Han Qiao came up with a plan: "Take this opportunity to push new products for next year."

"It's such a critical juncture, it's not bad if netizens don't follow us, but you still want to save the day and make a comeback?"

"Einstein said that self-confidence is the first step towards success. The more crisis you have, the more you must seize the opportunity. Do you still remember how Fuxi turned the crisis into safety?"

"Ah, you said the same thing. At that time, I was only so close to breaking down."

Liu Ling compared a millimeter with his finger, and when Han Qiao said it, he calmed down unconsciously, "By the way, there is something I don't know if I should say it or not. I doubted Xie Ruiyan before. After all, he is at your house. Peek at your manuscript."

"Ok?"

"But I know you trust him, and I don't want to doubt him, it's just for the sake of the company. After I investigated and initially ruled out his suspicion, I wanted to raise my suspicion with you. You might want to fight me. But I can't hold back, I still fight with you Just mention it, if you want to fight, you can fight, I will not resist."

Liu Ling looked tragic and closed his eyes.

"The heroine of the TV series, do you want me to kiss you?" Han Qiao laughed, "Thank you, I thought of removing his suspicion at the first time."

Liu Ling opened his eyes furtively: "Aren't you angry with me? Isn't this smile a sign of a fight?"

"This is what we should do for Fuxi, business-like, with clear boundaries."

Liu Ling accompanied Han Qiao back to Han Qiao's office, shaking his head, "The accountants in the finance department said you are a warm man, and sometimes I think you are terribly cold."

"Would it be better to replace coldness with coldness?"

"You're not the cold type. I can't say that out of conscience. You look bland and beautiful. You have a temperament... You're romantic and sweet, but you're an X who is cold and cold, double-contrasting, and you're worthy of it." Liu Ling shouted, "Hey, let's go now, don't chat more, where are you going?"

"graduate School."

Han Qiao put on his coat, gathered his long black hair into a thick camel-colored rabbit fur scarf, and put on a hat and goggles. No part of his body was white, except for a small part that was naked/exposed outside the gloves. Smooth wrists.

"Your outfit hasn't changed since you came back from Harbin."

"I don't want to catch a cold, the more I am in this situation, the less I can fall down."

"Happy staying up late. I think you don't need to sleep tonight. If you don't sleep well, you will easily weaken your resistance." Liu Ling handed over a packaged cake. The pace of work has slowed down a lot, I thought you were going home now, lying drunk on a beautiful woman's lap."

Han Qiao usually doesn't mind being made such a joke, but now he is inexplicably irritable.

"Lying on whose lap, yours?"

"Look, here we go again, pretending to be innocent, the three of us are not outsiders. By the way, did you drink the bottle of blueberry Wei Ruiao I gave you two days ago? Are you drunk?"

Han Qiao quickly remembered that the bottle of cocktail drink wrapped in the two quilts had been put away by Xie Ruiyan and placed next to the dining bell in the kitchen as a decoration.

Then he used this to recall Xie Ruiyan's face, body, touch, body temperature, and smell.

Han Qiao thought of the scene of leaning on those legs, and imagined Xie Ruiyan's red face, irritable hair, and dimples when he laughed.

He fantasized about Xie Ruiyan's passionate face, the intimacy when he hugged his neck, without the hindrance of the quilt and the wine bottle that night, he was very close, it was him outside the dream, and he was also in the dream.

"I asked you something, why did you suddenly froze?"

Han Qiao didn't answer any more, his pale lips were pursed into a line, he took his briefcase and left straight away.

Liu Ling folded his arms from a distance, watching Han Qiao's back with broad shoulders and narrow waist when he opened the elevator door, and the arc below was just right.

He saw Han Qiao's cat's head hanging on the side of the bag, which was a pendant on the key of Han Qiao's house. He didn't know when, there was a pure black long hair made of wool on the little cat's head, and there was a The fancy bowknot looks ghostly and cute.

He also saw Han Qiao's red ears.

"Damn! A man nourished by love!"

Fuxi's business is still carried out as usual, but the middle and senior management are showing signs of fatigue.They are enterprises dominated by creativity and art, and they pay attention to the protection of copyright. They were hammered to the head, and everyone was in danger for a while.

The manager of the personnel department alone approached Liu Ling several times, saying that some of his employees resigned last month. This timing triggered a chain effect, and many people submitted their resignations one after another.

Liu Ling held several meetings to find ways to suppress the influence, and those who really wanted to leave had to approve the application first.Affected by the epidemic this year, ordinary recruitment alone did not attract too many talents. The industry circle is narrow and the effect of internal promotion is limited. We only wait for the campus recruitment at the end of the year to input fresh blood.

Even so, the stock price has fallen crazily visible to the naked eye, and people on the board of directors have been looking for trouble from time to time.

Liu Ling called Han Qiao distractedly: "Where are you!"

"Institute, what?"

"You executive president, don't stay in the research institute all the time, come back! Come back and help me! Shout out to Zhuang Bi!"

"Sounds nice, I'll be right back."

"Honey, I'll call you Darling, okay?"

"No."

"What do you want to hear, Dad?"

"Call mom."

"...Mom?"

"It still doesn't feel the same."

"Ah? It's so strange that you take advantage of this. Oh, I see, you want to relax my nerves and tell a bad joke, don't you? It's really my buddy. I sacrificed yourself for me. I'm so touched!"

"I'm not as good as you think. Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

Han Qiao put down his phone, started the car engine, and hurried to the company, thinking about the difference between a good buddy calling "Mom" and a roommate calling "Mommy".

There was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

As for the other...

Physiologically calm as water, psychologically tinyclimax.

After listening to it, I want to listen to it again.

At the same time, I don’t know when there has been an instrumental V on Weibo, Alaska_ihe_dark. The registration time is not long, but every Weibo is full of nonsense.

Post a Weibo a week, all on Saturday or Sunday night, accurately playing the songs requested by fans, initially violin, erhu, kalimba, and recently added guitar.

After Fuxi's plagiarism became popular, this big V user named Alaska became prolific. He used Fuxi's electronic instruments to play songs for three consecutive days, and no one knew where these songs came from. less than.

After persevering questions from fans, Alaska said that it was written by hand. Before the incident of Fuxi’s new product being hacked is over, the authorization of the song will not be released for the time being, and reposting and rewriting will not be accepted, so the fans gave up using it to cover the song. idea.

At the same time, Alaska rushed to the forefront, fighting with the people who tore Fuxi away.

The comments below were very angry at the beginning, and each team played against each other. Some thought "Uncle A is so brave, he messed with you", some said "I misunderstood you, you actually clean up the ground for plagiarism", and some people Said, "Isn't this wave just about the popularity of electronic music, and we will not be surprised if AITD bloggers play the third generation of innova in the future."

Later, after several waves of new fans poured in, the people in the comment area were led astray, and they all turned into "hahaha" laughing science popularization.

"The frequency of this second reply, this extremely manic style of painting, the sense of sight is too strong, is this the righteous version of Mr. Xie?"

"Xiao Xie always insults people with classical Chinese? Do you dare to be more imaginative?"

"Although, it's definitely not xry. This Alaskan lady who writes folk songs with a guitar is said to be a middle-aged man in his 40s, a talented bald head."

"Who said bald?"

"He said it in the live broadcast room. It has a very vicissitudes of life, and the voice has not been smoked for 20 years. It can't come out of the voice, let alone the hair."

"Upstairs, I didn't say the surname is Xie, just kidding, don't be serious."

"I'm also good at science popularization. My friend, are you getting into the pit? It's definitely not a loss to raise me as an A student? It's really not bad except for the fact that I don't have hair hahaha."

"Alaska seems to know more than a dozen musical instruments! This link, you go to watch this skewer, it's super hot!"

"Oh! I like this character design, it would be even better if it has vicissitudes of life."

"But why do you wear gloves even when playing Kalimba? A special hobby for middle-aged and elderly people?"

"The hobby of middle-aged and elderly people is xswl. I boldly guess that they have hand disabilities?"

Alaska quickly replied to this comment: "The old man's hands are too good-looking, and you mortals are not worthy of letting me take off my gloves."

Comment below: "???"

"???+1"

"Old man xswl, isn't Alaska too cute?"

"Infinite question marks? Big A, are you serious? You don't have narcissism in your character design. A 40-year-old man's narcissism is super greasy. I advise you to calm down and delete this answer!"

"Not greasy, feeling a little cute and self-willed?"

Regarding the matter of "Alaska thinks her hands are particularly good-looking", after discussing whether it is greasy or not, the style of fighting in the comment area is completely crooked.

Liu Ling brushes up topics with the "Fuxi" tag every day, and when he discovered the treasure of Alaska, he quickly shared it with Han Qiao, but it wasn't because of a fight.

"This blogger with only 4 fans is terrible. Other musical instruments are fine. How come he also has the limited-edition three-body ancient electronic music? I called Zhong Tian and she said that she kept it well." Yes, she can't play either, and she never moved around before going abroad."

"Maybe you misheard the sound, it's just a similar instrument."

"I'm not that lewd and obscene yet. I heard it right. Click on the link I shared with you to listen."

Han Qiao logged on to Weibo, which he hadn’t posted for a long time, and upon hearing it, it was really the anniversary model released by Fuxi in the first year, a limited edition of three Chinese-style musical instruments "Nuwa", with carved crested heads and a sound similar to an improved version The violin is also one of the important sources of inspiration for the Innova generation.

One is at Han Qiao’s house, the other is at Liu Ling’s lover’s, and the other was auctioned off by an unknown buyer at a high price. Now it is said that it has passed into the hands of a middle-aged collector. The collector is indeed a bald middle-aged man. .

But that collector just likes to collect weird electronic instruments from all over the world, and has no need to use them to perform online.

Liu Ling lowered his voice and asked, "Excluding two impossible options, this Alaska, can't it be Xie Ruiyan?"

Han Qiao thought about it for a while, and ruled out Xie Ruiyan.

Although Xie Ruiyan did sometimes take the "Nuwa" away, but he only took it for fun. The playing principle of "Nuwa" is more difficult than that of the violin, and Xie Ruiyan's time touching it is not enough to understand the rules of playing each note.

And usually the two are always together, sitting in the living room and doing their own work. He didn't see Xie Ruiyan answering comments with his mobile phone all the time, let alone arranging and playing.

The most important thing is that Xie Ruiyan definitely can't stand others' smearing of him, saying that he is bald.

The second truth is that Alaska is the tyrannical bald collector. He is actually very good at playing musical instruments, otherwise he would not have set his lifelong goal of collecting electronic music from all over the world.

Han Qiao logged on to Weibo briefly, and listened to most of Alaska's repertoire with great interest. After switching pages, he clicked on the message brought by the red bubble

Who is this "Liebling, come and save me"?How did he blow so many rainbow farts about his hair?

Occasionally, I would say good morning to him and tell him to take care of his beautiful hair so that it doesn't fall out.

Han Qiao's face is often used as a role model, and CP fans are everywhere. I have fewer fans, and most of them are career fans.Guangming Zhengda brags about his good looks on Weibo, just like this recently.

Han Qiao thought about it, and compared to Yan Fan, he still hopes to have someone with good music taste like Alaska.

Not fans, but friends, who can resonate musically.

Since Lone Wolf, Han Qiao hasn't thought about making friends with people on the Internet for a long time, and Alaska is the first one this year.

It's okay to extend an olive branch by yourself, but the difference in hair volume between them is too great, I don't know if the collector will be willing.

Han Qiao logged into Weibo, thought twice, and first liked the audio of Alaska playing "Nuwa".

I haven't figured out the rest, but don't worry, take your time.

Han Qiao went home early in the morning to make breakfast for Xie Ruiyan, and hurried back to the research institute.

After a busy day, he finally came back exhausted. Seeing that the breakfast in the kitchen hadn't been touched, he went straight to the cat room, knocked on the door and said, "Xiao Xie."

Han Qiao knocked on the door twice, but still didn't hear an answer, pushed the door in and asked, "Xie Ruiyan, you haven't replied to my message all day, your phone is broken, or did I make you angry?"

Xie Ruiyan plugged in his earphones, his laptop was on his lap, and he sat on the cat climbing frame with his long legs dangling. He was startled by Han Qiao and fell off the climbing frame.

Han Qiao: "...?"

"I'm sorry to scare you." Han Qiao lifted him up from the ground, "Is your butt all right?"

Xie Ruiyan didn't speak, and waited for the pain to pass before he said, "I'm sorry, I sat on Beethoven's climbing frame to find inspiration."

"It doesn't matter, the room given to you can be used however you want, as long as you don't tear down the house." Han Qiao's requirements for Xie Ruiyan are very low, "Does it still hurt? Rub it?"

Xie Ruiyan tightened his ass: "If you dare to stretch out your hand, I will bite my tongue and kill myself."

Han Qiao smiled: "Then rub your tongue together."

"You don't know how to rub, and talking is useless." Xie Ruiyan endured the pain and stood up, slamming the notebook shut, "Didn't you say you wouldn't come in?"

Han Qiao always felt that this scene seemed familiar. Thinking about it carefully, it was the conversation that happened when Xie Ruiyan first moved into the cat room.

At that time, Xie Ruiyan was full of resistance, like a stray dog ​​that had been abused and expelled and completely wild.

The current Xie Ruiyan can hardly see such traces.Time is a miraculous medicine, which healed him as well as Han Qiao.

Xie Ruiyan didn't live here for long, but Han Qiao already felt as if he had been in another world

He didn't remember what it was like to live alone when Xie Ruiyan didn't come.

I just remember that I was not as fulfilling and popular as I am now. It was not lonely to live alone at that time, but until now, I absolutely do not want to return to the previous state.

"You didn't respond when you knocked on the door." Han Qiao took two steps forward, gently but forcefully, and thumped Xie Ruiyan on the cat climbing frame.

Mr. Han, the founder of Climbing.

"The brunch in the kitchen hasn't been touched. You haven't eaten all day. I'm afraid you'll faint from hunger."

Xie Ruiyan was trapped in Han Qiao's arms, his eyes suspicious: "It's been a day? Didn't I just skip breakfast? It's only nine o'clock in the morning."

Han Qiao's complexion changed slightly: "Have you slept all day?"

"No, I'm playing on the computer. Wait for me to check the WeChat messages... Oh, you came back early in the morning and said that you will come back tonight."

"No wonder you didn't even answer my phone."

"No... Ah, I muted the volume and forgot to turn it back, I'm sorry." Xie Ruiyan looked at the wall clock on the wall, "It's still early, is there anything urgent for Mr. Han to ask me?"

The atmosphere was eerily quiet, the two of you looked at me, and I looked at you.

"Don't always make the room so dark, Alaska needs sunshine."

As Han Qiao said, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and opened the thick blackout curtains.

"The end of the world?" Xie Ruiyan was dumbfounded, "Why didn't the sun rise today?"

"If it's acting, you can go get the statuette, but I'm sorry it's not." Han Qiao didn't want to explain, so he had to explain, "It's nine o'clock in the evening. I don't know how you didn't pay attention all day By the time, aren't you hungry? The breakfast is cold. Come out and eat."

"You're angry?"

"Do I look angry?"

Xie Ruiyan shrank his neck, feeling extremely regretful: "You are angry."

Han Qiao replied: "I'm very angry. I thought you were just lazy or in a bad mood and didn't want to eat today. Why didn't you even realize the time? Do you want me to take you to work?"

"No, no, I won't affect your work." Xie Ruiyan apologized honestly, "I'm sorry, I let your breakfast get cold, I will return it to the microwave in a while, and it will be finished."

Han Qiao sighed, the overworked work over the past few days made him look tired, and the dark circles under his eyes that he hadn't seen for a long time also returned to his eyes, mixed with the red marks when he was emotional, he looked tired and angry.

"I'm not angry about this. Can you take care of yourself? 12 hours, doing your own thing without distracting thoughts, this is indeed a good quality, but I can't boast. Although you are in good health, I really I'm worried that you've spoiled yourself, you know."

Han Qiao raised his hand to pinch Xie Ruiyan's face, and gently pulled it outward, like pinching a cotton candy, "A three-month-old puppy knows to eat regularly, and you, Xie Ruiyan, are you cultivating immortals in Bigu? Wait You ascended from the feathers and took me to the sky with chickens and dogs."

"I'm sorry, you said you should eat well, I forgot today." Xie Ruiyan was dragged and said inarticulately, "I'm sorry, forgive me, I won't dare next time, don't be angry, get angry and get wrinkles, don't Ugly because of me."

Han Qiao frowned, and lightly clasped Xie Ruiyan's wrist: "Don't apologize after you said it. Come out with me now."

"Well, for breakfast?"

"What breakfast, just eat supper. What do you want to eat? I'll make it now."

"You're angry, I can still order food." Xie Ruiyan held Han Qiao's hand instead and said, "Actually, you don't have to be so nice to me. I'm easy to take care of. You can eat instant noodles raw. You get up early in the morning and make me snacks. I'm very sorry."

"I always knew you were easy to raise." Han Qiao squeezed Xie Ruiyan's palm, his expression was still very serious, "But do you know what consequences you will have if you say these words now?"

"You will be even angrier." Xie Ruiyan replied in a low voice, "I don't want to make you angry, and it's not because I don't want to eat on purpose."

A few days ago, the CTO of Online and Moon Phase was in a daze. Today, there is indeed a more urgent matter. In order to support Fu Xi, instead of just relying on lip service, he wrote and recorded several support songs.

Xie Ruiyan was full of heart for finally helping Han Qiao, and how to consolidate the character design so that everyone thought Alaska was Egon's middle-aged fanboy, so as to cover up the truth, but he didn't notice, time seemed to be out of control The running water that lived in it was exhausted in one rush on this day.

The moonlight outside the window was beautiful. The moonlight streamed down and fell into the window of the cat room which could only be opened five degrees. Han Qiao's hair was also dyed with a faint brilliance, making him look a little cold and unkind.

Xie Ruiyan knew that this was just an illusion, Han Qiao never got angry with him.

Getting angry is not the same as getting angry, it is cute to be seriously angry, even between lovers, it is exciting and becomes interesting.

lover...

Fortunately, Han Qiao didn't know what he was thinking.

Xie Ruiyan thought to himself, fortunately, people don't know other people's consciousness, his thoughts spread out together with the moonlight, and the ends of his thoughts touched various memories of the past.

No one has ever known that he doesn't eat well, no one has ever gotten angry with him about this issue, and even the people who love him the most have not noticed the clue.

He has an iron stomach and never complains that he is hungry. After he got anorexia, he was full of thoughts about how to cover up the past.

It's unreasonable to make people worry, it's unreasonable to act like a baby with someone you like, men can't be cute, and they can't show vulnerability.

Han Qiao overturned all this.

Obviously it's just a small thing.But it is precisely because of the emotions reflected in small things that it is even more precious.

Xie Ruiyan repeated again: "Han Qiao, don't be angry, I know it's my fault this time, you should be angry, don't say that I won't apologize, my apology is not for you to forgive me, it's because I feel guilty , If you don’t say it well, if you say it a few times, I will feel uncomfortable.”

Han Qiao accepted Xie Ruiyan's logic: "So?"

"Don't dare next time, eat well." Xie Ruiyan thought for a while, and added, "To make you happy?"

This magical and detached brain circuit made Han Qiao's serious face unstoppable, he laughed and asked, "How are you going to coax me?"

"Like this." Xie Ruiyan mobilized his facial muscles vigorously, took Han Qiao's hands and said, "Present the dimples. Do you want to poke? Come quickly, I'm ready."

Han Qiao's fingertips trembled, as if passing through a weak numbing electricity.

He ignored the inexplicable palpitations, and flatly denied it: "No, I won't poke the dimples of people who don't eat on time."

Seeing Han Qiao's rare awkwardness, Xie Ruiyan's dimples became more conspicuous: "Then I'll eat on time, you come poke."

Han Qiao led the man out of the room and towards the kitchen, his tone was plain but filled with an inquiring spirit: "Did you really poke it?"

"It depends on whether you are not angry with me."

"There's a little more. Keep this one for now, and poke it when I'm calm."

"Okay." Xie Ruiyan nodded, "Okay, Mr. Han."

"You always say I'm nasty." Han Qiao lowered his head, and put the tip of his nose to Xie Ruiyan's, "But when you called Mr. Han, you were much more nasty than me."

Xie Ruiyan: "?"

"Do you have the ability not to use your nose, but to stick it with your lips?"

Boss Han generously admitted: "I'm not capable, you know that."

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"A little more."

"I found that people who are not easily angry are not easy to get rid of when they are angry."

"Then you should pay attention to your work and rest in the future, pay attention to your three meals, don't be greedy for cold, don't draw the curtains, don't open the windows for ventilation, and don't bask in the sun."

"Got it, Mommy."

Han Qiao: "?"

Well, he used to be a tall man who stood up to the sky, and now, as a glorious mother, he really has two very big sons.

But unfortunately, Xie Ruiyan only yelled once, and he refused to yell again, and he couldn't be fooled.

Finally, Xie Ruiyan heated up the mochi and sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Han Qiao made in the morning, and the two of them ate the soft and deformed food.

Mr. Han also poked his dimple as he wished.

he wasn't satisfied with that

It was only a matter of time before Fuxi was cleared of the unfounded charges of counterfeiting, and his attention shifted to Xie Ruiyan again.

I have been holding back and not revealing it before because I couldn't find a reasonable excuse.

Now that Xie Ruiyan delivered it to the door himself, Han Qiao wanted to see Xie Ruiyan's reaction when he was guessed about the job content, and even when he was stripped of the God E's vest.

As punishment for not eating well this time.

Han Qiao inexplicably wanted to see Xie Ruiyan beg for mercy in a panic, and even shouted: "Mommy, don't pick me up, please, I will eat well!"

Ah, lovely, pitiful, in short, pitiful.

Calm down, you're a mature X cold, you shouldn't be excited by mere slapping horses.

After Han Qiao finished digesting himself, Xie Ruiyan asked, "What are you laughing at?"

President Han raised the corners of his lips calmly, with a dignified and reserved smile, as if the excitement that Xie Ruiyan had glimpsed just now was an illusion.

"You'll know right away."

The author has something to say: [I want to give you everything I have] Xie Ruiyan: I offer my dimples to Mr. Han.

Han Qiao: But I am not satisfied with this.

Xie Ruiyan: Me too.I also want to give my heart.