"Me? I just got off today and tried to play for a while."

Seeing her look like she had found a soulmate, Yan Fuguang couldn't help but smile and said, "Do you like to play this?"

Zhang Yuanyuan nodded fiercely and felt a little annoyed: "I have been playing for several years, but my level is still average. The highest I can get is gold, and I can't get any higher after that."

"The emphasis is on the participating players~" Yan Fuguang said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuanyuan didn't care, and waved her little hand and said: "Ahem, it's not easy for a game loser like me to get gold. It's not like I'm a professional, I'm just playing casually!"

Just as Yan Fuguang's game was over, Zhang Yuanyuan came over to take a look. His score was 8/1/4.

"Didn't you say you just played today? This, this, this... is amazing?" Zhang Yuanyuan was so shocked that she stammered.

Great gods generally can't understand the troubles of mortals, just like Yan Fuguang doesn't understand what's so difficult about this game.

The warm-up games she used to train her hand-eye coordination were countless times more complicated than the operations in "Top of Glory".

"Forget it, stop talking, I understand!" Zhang Yuanyuan was about to cry but had no tears, "There are differences between people. Maybe you just understand a little bit better than others!"

Zhang Yuanyuan's expression management is excellent, and she can definitely express 100% sadness and anger when she should be sad and angry.

Yan Fuguang was amused and laughed loudly. He reached out and poked her round face. He was quite happy to have such a little assistant.

Pulling Zhang Yuanyuan to stand up, Yan Fuguang said, "Let's eat first. What did you order today?"

Speaking of eating, Zhang Yuanyuan slapped her forehead and immediately rushed to the dining table, quickly opening the lunch box to prevent water vapor from affecting the taste of the dishes.

"I bought the golden crispy hairtail you like to eat. Eat it while it's hot."

"Did you go to Jinrongji?"

Yan Fuguang knew immediately which dish it was from. Even though she was a homebody, she had already tried less than half of the delicious places in Shanghai.

"Yeah, they just opened for business when I passed by, so I just ordered them."

Zhang Yuanyuan spread out her bowls and chopsticks.

"By the way, Sister Yun asked me to shoot some material, preferably for a vlog. Did she tell you?"

Yan Fuguang nodded, served Zhang Yuanyuan a bowl of rice and said, "I told you, you can watch and take pictures later. Just be careful not to take too much of the furnishings and background."

There are many works by Yan Huaizuo hanging at home, but Yan Fuguang doesn’t want them exposed yet.

Zhang Yuanyuan nodded and didn't ask why. Anyway, the camera just needs to be pointed at the person. Yan Fuguang has good looks, so he can take any photo.

Jinrongji's hairtail was Yan Fuguang's favorite. There were two portions on the table and they ate every last bit of them. There were also drunken crab, yellow croaker and garlic bean noodles. Yan Fuguang was rarely full.

"I'm so envious and jealous. You don't gain weight no matter what you eat." Zhang Yuanyuan looked envious, "Unlike me, if you don't pay attention, it's like blowing up a balloon."

"Didn't you do that aerobics?"

Last time I accidentally heard Zhang Yuanyuan say that she wanted to lose weight, Yan Fuguang had already taught her, and it was a 1v1, super VIP course.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuanyuan shook her head like something and refused directly.

"No, no, no, your aerobics are simply inhuman. It's too painful. I can't stand it. I really can't stand it. I'd rather just do that thing every day. It would be cute if it was mellower."

Yan Fuguang was helpless, so there was nothing he could do.

Even in the future with genetic medicines, people who want to change their appearance and body still have to go through unspeakable pain, not to mention that now, this simplified version of aerobics is already the most painless way to get in shape.

Afraid that Yan Fuguang would drag her to do that life-threatening aerobics exercise, Zhang Yuanyuan quickly cleaned up the mess, turned on the camera and got into working mode.

"Well, just be casual and pack your luggage as you normally would. I will find an angle on my own."

Zhang Yuanyuan is quite professional at work. She taught herself retouching and editing when she was in school, and her photography skills are also good. It can only be said that Mo Yunqiao's assistant is indeed an all-rounder.

Yan Fuguang actually didn't have much to pack. He just packed a pack of toiletries, a few sets of daily clothes, and two pairs of shoes.

Zhang Yuanyuan was afraid that there was not enough material, so she could only keep passing on the conversation. Who told Yan Fuguang to move too fast? He couldn't hold on without a few words.

"What type of clothes do you usually like to wear?"

“More makeup or no makeup?”

“Do you have any secrets for skin care?”

…

Zhang Yuanyuan racked her brains and threw out questions one after another. In the end, Yan Fuguang was lying on the bed.

She held her chin with both hands and swayed back and forth with her legs crossed, just waiting for Zhang Yuanyuan to run out of words.

At this time, the sound of a mobile phone vibrating was heard on the bedside table.

Yan Fuguang stretched out her arm to reach for the phone. When a new WeChat message appeared on the screen, she held the phone and shook it at Zhang Yuanyuan.

Zhang Yuanyuan knew how to turn off the video without disturbing her, and instead found an angle to start taking pictures.

[The record is good, how does the game feel, any comments?]——Ji Yingzhou

Yan Fuguang wondered, what achievement?

With this thought in mind, she also asked.

Ji Yingzhou probably has his cell phone next to him, and he replies to messages very quickly.

【Didn’t you hit this?】

Attached is a screenshot of the WeChat Moments, which is the performance chart that Yan Fuguang accidentally shared with one click.

Only then did Yan Fuguang realize that he had posted this.

I opened the circle of friends and saw that many people had commented and liked it, especially Yang Huohuo, who directly asked her to play black in the comments when she was free.

[It’s okay, it’s quite easy to get started, and the social attributes are stronger than the game attributes.]

Yan Fuguang replied.

She logged in directly using WeChat, at least most of the young people in her friend list were among them, and whenever she blasted the opponent's round, someone would leave a message asking for a friend spot after the game.

As the leading product of Lightyear Technology and the overlord in the field of instant messaging, WeChat has laid a strong user base for Summit of Glory. You can gather three or five friends to form a group and play a game anytime and anywhere.

Ji Yingzhou raised his eyebrows and smiled, his vision was accurate.

Compared with PC games that place more emphasis on competition, the production idea of ​​Summit of Glory is indeed to use social interaction to drive the game, and then use the game to feed back the social interaction.

[Your gaming talent is quite good. I see that you have only played a dozen games and your winning rate is already very high.]——Ji Yingzhou

[It’s okay, it’s not too difficult.]——Yan Fuguang

She really doesn't find the operation challenging. As for the game strategy, in her opinion, it is just a very basic strategic operation. The simulated military exercises she has done are at least dozens of times more difficult.

Maybe the only difficulty in this game is that she can't control whether her teammates are mentally retarded.

[There will be a celebrity exhibition match at the Summit of Glory Champions Cup at the end of the year. Do you want to come?]——Ji Yingzhou

Ji Yingzhou suddenly remembered this event and invited it.

Yan Fuguang smiled, this person is really interesting, are you worried that she lacks job opportunities?

Zhang Yuanyuan was quite surprised, how could this person still laugh while chatting on WeChat.

Forget it, just take pictures of her.

[Let’s see when the time comes. If you have time, you can consider it.]——Yan Fuguang

To be honest, Ji Yingzhou always felt that Yan Fuguang had some magical qualities.

She didn't seem to care about his identity at all. Whether it was in the company that day or now, she felt comfortable talking to him from beginning to end. There was no youthful recklessness, no flattering awe, and no pretentious approach.

He liked this feeling very much.

[Okay, let me know anytime you want to come.]——Ji Yingzhou
Chapter completed!