On the Correct Way of Not Failing a Course at the End of the Term

The most embarrassing thing when two people were flirting was when Song Yu's stomach grunted to express dissatisfaction.

Yan Baijing's face was tense for a moment, almost convulsed with laughter.

"Laughing fart, if you want to fuck me, you'd better feed me first."

Song Yu curled his lips, and after casting a wretched look at Yan Baijing, he realized the deeper ambiguity of this sentence, and his old face blushed.

Yan Baijing laughed so hard, "Let's go, let's go, I'll take you to eat."

He took Song Yu to a nearby western restaurant.

After ordering some of Song Yu's favorite desserts, he ordered the main meal.

Song Yu didn't feel very unreal until this moment.

On the spur of the moment, he forgot the difference in their identities, one in the sky and the other in the ground.

When he was eating steamed buns on the side of the road, Yan Baijing's life circle was completely different from his.

Sensing Song Yu's dazed look, Yan Baijing tugged at Song Yu's hand, bringing Song Yu back to his senses.

He smiled.

"Remember what I talked to you on the train during the winter vacation of my freshman year?"

Song Yu nodded, "Remember, you said you were going to make a game, what's wrong?"

Yan Baijing continued to smile: "I've made it, you can go to my company some other day and be my game experiencer."

Song Yu was startled at first, then his eyes became ecstatic, "You did it!!!"

It seemed that Yan Baijing didn't expect Song Yu to be wrong again, and he suddenly smiled after a brief astonishment.

After all these years, he still hasn't changed.

The first thing that comes to mind is always the other person's achievements.

Song Yu was much more excited than himself, "Yida!! I knew you were the most fucking handsome!!"

The familiar title finally dissipated Yan Baijing's sense of unreality like a dream.

This is not a dream.

Yan Baijing smiled helplessly, "After all... I am your student god."

Song Yu's heart was filled with the happiness of Yan Baijing's success.

Thinking about how difficult he has been in the past two years, Yan Baijing must have encountered many problems and tribulations, but fortunately, he made it out.

Inferiority is useless, if he wants to be worthy of such an excellent Yan Baijing, he should work hard.

"I said, did you hear the point?"

Song Yu said "Huh?"

After struggling in the society for two years, why hasn't this guy improved a bit?

Yan Baijing repeated it word by word helplessly:

"I said, I want you to come to my company and be a game experiencer."

Song Yu was slightly taken aback.

He is quite excited about this profession.

A game experience engineer, as the name suggests, is to experience a game and then write an experience report for this game.

Yan Baijing continued to introduce: "Since you are originally a computer major, when writing the experience report, you must remember to find out the program loopholes in the game, as well as the smoothness of the connection between the game host and the server, etc. So your This job is more professional than a game experience engineer. I remember that you have been exposed to a lot of games, so this job is perfect for you.”

The closed door in Song Yu's head seemed to open a crack suddenly.

He had been looking for a job for so long, and after Yan Baijing reminded him, he seemed to have finally found his niche.

"You don't have to think that I'm helping you through the back door. I know you well and understand your abilities. If you are interested, you can develop in the direction of game promotion. You can develop in the direction of fan peripheral works. Your favorite sword in college Three, it’s not just the same people who do it very well. I want to learn from it, and there are no better ideas at the moment, but you have the most ghost ideas, and you should be able to find inspiration. If our company has more people like you, I can do it every day. Blossoming."

Song Yu understood the meaning of Yan Baijing's first sentence and smiled.

"Even if you help me through the back door, so what? What a noble idiot can do if you don't hug your thighs. Besides, I'm really interested in this profession. But professional knowledge, I really haven't learned much, and I have to do it by then." Let the god of learning, you help me give me some pointers!"

Yan Baijing listened to Song Yu's nonsense, and the meal was already served.

He looked at Song Yu's happy face eating dessert, and a touch of sweetness welled up in his heart.

Originally, he was really worried about whether Song Yu would reject his extended hand, but Song Yu seemed to have really grown up a lot after these two years of hard work.

In fact, Song Yu was very happy, not because Yan Baijing helped him, but because in Yan Baijing's eyes, he saw a shining self.

He has forgotten how brilliant he himself was.

And Yan Baijing's compliment was by no means a meaningless compliment.

For example: "You sing well, you play games well, you look handsome."

A few words from Yan Baijing made him understand his position.

He used the simplest language to explain what is the saying that gold always shines, and also used the simplest actions to prove the importance of Maxima meeting Bole.

It's not that you are not good enough, but that your excellence is used in the path that is most unsuitable for you, so you are doomed to fail.

Song Yu was very happy and moved.

More willing to work on it.

He didn't want to disappoint Yan Baijing, and he didn't want Yan Baijing to regret his help today.

Although he got the job now with the help of Yan Baijing, he believed that one day, he would be worthy of Yan Baijing.

Because hard work never gives up.

Yan Baijing saw that Song Yu's eyes were once again stained with the arrogant self-confidence of the past, and was sincerely happy for him.

The dignity you lost, I will help you find it back.

This rebellious Song Yu is back.

Yan Baijing took four days off.

During the game development process, the overall planning time is very tight. Yan Baijing temporarily handed over the matters at hand to his assistant. Four days should be enough for him to help Song Yu deal with the matters that should be dealt with.

The first thing, and the second thing, are the two most important things.

After solving Song Yu's accommodation problem, he took Song Yu to pick out a bunch of clothes.

Yan Baijing thought for a while, "Let's live with me first, the game has not yet started operation, and every sum of money is very important."

Song Yu expressed his understanding that it's fine to live anywhere, but he doesn't care much about such details.

It was the first time that Yan Baijing felt that Song Yu was so easy to support.

Song Yu smiled and said, "Don't you treat me like a girl? I don't have so many demands, as long as I can be with you."

However, Yan Baijing still wanted to do more for Song Yu, not because of a debt, but because he subconsciously wanted to give him everything he had.

So the third thing Yan Baijing did with Song Yu was to ask Song Yu to take him to a roadside stall, watch the cars come and go at night, sit on the stone steps, and buy two steamed buns, one for each person.

Looking at the busy traffic in this city at night, if you are alone, you will only feel lonely and helpless.

But with Yan Baijing by his side, no matter what, it seems that he has full courage to face it.

And the city that originally made him feel empty is also full of happiness.

Even the hard-to-swallow steamed buns had a faint sweet taste.

Yan Baijing put his arms around Song Yu's body. Although it is still impossible to make Song Yu white and fat in four days, the days ahead are still very long, and he has a lot of time to make Song Yu more beautiful every day than the previous day. happiness.

"I don't know why, but today's steamed buns are so sweet. The last time I ate them, it was like eating poison."

Song Yu actually wanted to be romantic, but Yan Baijing's words made Song Yu want to smash him to death with a steamed bun.

"That's because you secreted more salivary amylase in your mouth today."

"Can you despise me without your IQ?"

"It's common sense."

"Oh."

"I'll eat walnuts with you for breakfast tomorrow."

It's okay not to mention the walnut stalk, but when it was mentioned, the two suddenly looked at each other and smiled.

The memories that belong to two people, even if it is just a small fragment, can make him sweet for a long time.

When pushing open the hotel door, Song Yu said that it was impossible not to be nervous.

It is inevitable for young people to misuse their guns, not to mention that the one next to him is a very hidden beast.

As soon as Song Yu thought of Yan Baijing's familiar seductive way, something went wrong all over his body.

"There's a question I've wanted to ask for a long time." Song Yu thought for a while before asking.

"Why are you so professional when you are provocative?"

When asked this question, Yan Baijing smiled strangely.

"Didn't I tell you why?"

Song Yu thought about it but didn't think about it.

"I never watch AV..." Yan Baijing reminded.

Song Yu's face turned green.

"So what you're saying is telling me that you, as the male god of all the girls in the school, are secretly watching GV?"

Yan Bai nodded, then shook his head again.

"See it, remember the tricks, but not often."

Song Yu pouted, "Stop pretending."

Yan Baijing suddenly pushed Song Yu onto the bed and pressed him tightly.

Song Yu was startled by such a sudden push.

Facing Yan Baijing's deep eyes and the evil smile remaining at the corner of his mouth.

"The next sentence in that sentence is—do more work."

Song Yu's heart raced through tens of thousands of shit.

Damn this guy is too caught off guard, just do it without hesitation, didn't you say that you should first create an atmosphere, then slowly touch each other, and then slowly get into the theme?

Just thinking about it, Yan Baijing's mouth was already covered.

Song Yu closed his eyes resolutely and responded. In the obsession that would never get tired of him, Song Yu also felt the heat slowly rising.

Feeling Yan Baijing's cunning hand slowly touching up from under his clothes, a sudden tingling numbness like electric current came from his chest.

Song Yu couldn't hold back a "huh" for a moment, but was quickly blocked by Yan Baijing again.

Kneading the small protruding spot on Song Yu's chest with his right hand, Yan Baijing felt a tinge of pleasure when he noticed Song Yu's body trembling suddenly.

There are very few people who respond to men's nipples/heads, but Song Yu let him meet them.

Song Yu just felt that his whole body was so hot.

It spread from the lower abdomen to the roots of the ears, and even the head was a little hot.

I don't know what's wrong with my body, any casual touch by Yan Baijing will produce an itchy and unbearable reaction.

Suddenly there was a chuckle in his ear, and then the calm magnetic voice made his neck shrink back.

A familiar word.

This time, with a sexy tease, the shame and desire in his heart swelled and collided at the same time.

"You're hard."

Song Yu opened his eyes, looked into those deep eyes, unzipped the man's trousers, and touched his firm object with his right hand.

The corner of the mouth curled up in a proud arc.

"Your body is very honest."