On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, 6:50 in the morning.

The dark sky gradually faded, and the morning sun slowly rose in the thick fog.

The dark gray air was dyed white.

But it's still a little dim, like it's shrouded in green light.

Su Qingyue and Amu went out at this time.

Carrying the snacks prepared by their mother for them.

Father went out early in the morning and bought them freshly baked "Chaopai" and asked them to take it to Amu's parents to try.

The uncle insisted on taking them to the station.

As expected, there were indeed a lot of people today. Workers in the Yangtze River Delta stood in front of the ticket counter carrying large and small bags.

Su Qingyue and Amu got into the car.

At noon, we had arrived in Nandu.

Amu's parents cooked delicious meals for them.

They will leave for Pingjing tomorrow.

At night, Ah Mou lay on the bed and said softly: "I really don't want to leave, it's better to be at home."

Knowing she was just whining.

Su Qingyue smiled and teased her: "Why don't we leave?"

"..." After hearing what he said, Ah Mu was startled. But she immediately knew that he was teasing her, so she giggled and said, "Okay! I won't leave! You said so!"

"I told you, you are not allowed to leave either!"

He said and pressed her down, and their eyes met in an instant.

Ah Mu was so frightened that she whispered: "Don't make trouble, my parents haven't slept yet."

Su Qingyue laughed out loud, scratched the bridge of her tall nose, and asked her, "Do you still know that your parents are here?"

"snort!"

The two quarreled for a while, but Su Qingyue insisted on going back to the study.

The next afternoon, they went to the station.

There were a lot of people, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze into the carriage.

People in the soft sleeper compartment were shouting and screaming.

Everyone who came up took a breath, as if they had finally completed a big task.

Amu specially bought the upper bunk because she didn't like a group of people sitting around on the bunk.

Su Qingyue was on the lower bunk.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, there were people younger than him on the road watching "Small Micro Software".

The title of the cover reads: Colorful Ambition!

The picture is "Conflict for World".

Did it look like it had been taken down? Su Qing thought more and more, and after the young man finished reading, he borrowed it and flipped through it.

The content is detailed and the time of the press conference has been announced.

But it’s still early, and it hasn’t coincided with “World of the Gods”.

He returned the magazine to the young man, thinking that he must do a great job in the final battle of "The World of the Gods".

On the way, he called Dongshan and asked him to pick him up at the station.

They arrived in the early morning. As soon as they stepped out of the car door, the cold wind hit them, and Ah Mou sneezed immediately.

After getting on the bus from Dongshan, Pingjing had begun to return to its normal state.

The car started to jam again.

Su Qingyue asked him: "Have you gone back for the New Year?"

"No, my parents are here." He said with a smile: "My dad, I, and my brother-in-law drink every day. If you had come to see me yesterday, I wouldn't have been able to come out because I drank too much." After he finished speaking, he laughed.

, "When I burp now, it smells like alcohol."

"How many years have you not returned to your hometown?" Su Qingyue asked curiously.

"I haven't gone back since I came out," Dongshan said.

"Ah?" Ah Mu was startled by what he said.

Dongshan's voice suddenly rose, "My hometown is poor, I won't go back." His state seemed to be showing off, but Su Qingyue could hear the explanation: "Pingjing is very good, if you can't afford to buy a house, just rent it. It's fine. It's fine."

It’s good to drink some wine.”

I was amused by his simple language.

Su Qingyue and Ah Mou looked at each other, feeling that this was also a kind of life.

After finally returning home, Dongshan helped them move the boxes. Before leaving, Su Qingyue gave him a braised goose.

Dongshan invited him to his home for a drink in the evening.

Su Qingyue politely refused.

After he left, Amu lay down and stretched, and said: "Su Qingyue, I suddenly feel that returning to Pingjing is like going home. Lying here, although it is just a small room, it is very warm.

"

"In one or two years, I will buy you a house." Su Qingyue leaned down and said to her.

"Really or not? That's right..." Ah Mou laughed.

Looking at each other, they suddenly realized that it was very quiet during the Spring Festival.

Did nothing.

And brother Guang next door hasn’t come back yet.

At that moment, the two of them were like wild horses that suddenly lost control.

After much tossing, Su Qingyue finally lay on the bed and said, "Amu, I will do what I say."

On the eighth day of the lunar month, the festival finally came to an end.

In the early morning, Su Qingyue got up and went to work, and the cold wind hit again.

I found that the champion cake was already on sale.

Following the old rules, when I went to the unit, I found that almost everyone had arrived.

Greeting each other happy new year.

Then they went to the conference room and briefly assigned tasks.

He emphasized: "No one will be in the state before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. But time waits for no one, so we must use our utmost spirit to help partners and the media solve problems and enter the state as soon as possible."

Everyone explained it clearly, and then the work began.

day to day.

Various data and performance of "Fengshen World" continue to improve.

Even many data surpassed that of "Martial Arts World" in the same period.

Everyone in the industry says that Hualu seems to have won this time.

Someone even wrote an article saying: "It is not Hualu that saves Hualu, but fate. This shows that sometimes, there is indeed an element of luck. This time Hualu won. But not only Hualu won, the important thing was Su

Qingyue also won. In the field of marketing, it should be fully recognized by the industry."

But is this what you want?

Look at these articles.

Su Qingyue was not interested.

Although the company also constantly believes that "World of Gods" is a sure winner.

But Su Qingyue didn't see it that way. He thought mediocrity was mediocrity.

It won't last long.

It's not difficult if you just want some results, you just need to do a few things well.

But if a product must be among the top three in the industry and have strong follow-up vitality, it must not have obvious flaws in all aspects, especially at the product research and development level.

He kept warning everyone to be alert.

Chen Feng also always emphasizes: "Don't think that this is enough, there is still a long way to go, and public beta is the starting point for all work..."

On the day of the open beta, Hualu announced the number of users of "Fengshen World".

Obviously, it has far surpassed "Martial Arts World" in the same period.
To be continued...