I will be stronger after the remake

"Then take better care of your eyes and see clearly before you speak."

Yuan Ji snorted and continued eating in silence.

Tang Ping turned her head and whispered, "It failed."

"My eyes are not tired, and I can see very clearly."

Ma Yiming was speechless. His roommate's skills in comforting women were at an elementary school level. He should have done it himself instead. Although he was also a little intimidated by the infamous "Yuan Hu".

Fortunately, Director Hu was very experienced and quickly managed to smooth things over with a laugh. Soon the atmosphere became lively again, and the three men chatted away, as lively as Los Angeles, unaffected by the low-pressure atmosphere around them.

"Sigh, I just don't understand young people these days. How come they lose their fighting spirit at such a young age and become like those Japanese otaku next door? Our country's economy is still developing. Even if the growth slows down, it's still growing. It's completely different from Japan, which has stagnated for thirty years."

After a few rounds of drinks, Hu Ze's face became flushed with drunkenness, and he began to speak without restraint.

Tang Ping said, "I was born without ambition, while other young people probably don't want to be tamed by their bosses."

"What nonsense! Only animals are domesticated, how could humans possibly be domesticated?"

"Whether humans have been domesticated is hard to say, but working people have definitely been domesticated long ago, otherwise why would changing jobs be called job hopping?"

"...You really do have some twisted logic."

Just as Tang Ping was about to argue, her phone rang. She glanced at it and saw it was her adoptive mother calling. She immediately signaled to everyone that she needed to leave for a while.

He arrived at the restaurant entrance and pressed the answer button.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

"Finally got through. I tried calling several times before but couldn't get through."

"Didn't I tell you beforehand that I was going to participate in an operation with confidentiality requirements, during which I couldn't contact anyone?"

"What kind of classified operations can a mere archivist like you participate in? Even if the country has secret documents that are not allowed to be made public, would they entrust them to a newcomer like you for safekeeping?"

"Perhaps I have a special talent and have caught the eye of the boss?"

"Come on, don't you know your personality? Even if you have real talent, you hide it very well, afraid that someone will find out... You haven't been tricked into going to Southeast Asia, have you? If you're being held captive, just give me a hint, and I'll call the police and find someone to rescue you right away."

The tone on the other end didn't sound like a joke, so Tang Ping quickly said, "No! I'm really fine, I'm perfectly alright. I'm having dinner with my boss and colleagues right now. Listen to the noise here, it's very noisy."

"Who knows if this sound is made by a telecom fraud gang? Turn on your video right now, or I'll call the police."

"Okay, okay, I'll start right away."

Tang Ping felt helpless and could only hang up the phone first, and then use WeChat to initiate a video chat request.

After the call connected, a delicate female face appeared on the screen, her eyes exuding confidence and strength, just like a domineering female CEO in an idol drama.

"Do you see it clearly now?"

"I see clearly now, hey son, did you use a beauty filter?"

"Where does the beauty filter come from in WeChat video calls?!"

"WeChat video calls can also have beauty filters, but since you said that, it seems you really didn't turn them on, which is strange. Could it be that the secret operation you mentioned refers to plastic surgery?"

Just as Tang Ping was about to explain, she saw the female CEO on the screen turn her head and call out, "Shu Jiang, come quick, your brother has become a handsome man!"

Accompanied by the slapping sound of slippers on the floor, a chubby face squeezed in front of the screen, eyes shining, and exclaimed, "Wow! Who are you, my idol? Why are you using my brother's phone?"

Tang Ping said weakly, "Girls change a lot as they grow up, and boys mature later than girls, so it's perfectly reasonable for me to suddenly become handsome at my age."

"Yes, I believe you. Whatever my idol says is right."

Yu Shujiang nodded repeatedly, looking like a brainless fan who had just seen "giegie".

As a result, her mother couldn't stand it anymore and pushed her away: "I can't stand it. She gets all horny when she sees a handsome guy. Whose genes did she inherit?"

From off-screen came Yu Shujiang's indignant voice: "How can a mother say her own daughter is in heat? Am I even your biological daughter?"

"I hope not."

After quickly dismissing her daughter, Yu Saifeng got down to business: "Xiaoping, I've found out what you asked me to inquire about last time."

"Is Feng Yingying really related to our family?"

"Yes and no."

"What do you mean?"

"It's hard to explain over the phone. Go home and I'll tell you in person."

"If there's anything you can't explain, you can take your time. I have plenty of time."

"I'm short! The company is very busy, I don't have time to talk on the phone, just come back as soon as possible!"

Seeing that the other party had no intention of reasoning, Tang Ping could only compromise: "Okay, okay, the day after tomorrow is Sunday, I'll book a train ticket home right away."

Chapter Twenty-Six: Sister

"Sir, the money has been scanned."

Tang Ping got out of the taxi with her bag and arrived at a large villa in the suburbs. She pressed the fingerprint recognition lock hanging on the wall, but there was no response.

"Is it broken again?"

This lock used to breaking frequently, so Tang Ping wasn't surprised and was just about to call someone for help.

"Is this Young Master Xiaoping? Wait a moment, I'll open the door right away."

In the courtyard, a middle-aged woman who was watering the flower bed put down the rubber hose, turned off the tap, and hurriedly ran over to press the open button. The gate opened automatically.

Tang Ping asked with a strange expression, "Aunt Mei, why the sudden change in address? What the hell is 'Young Master'?"

Aunt Mei laughed and said, "Oh dear, isn't that how they address people on TV and in short video dramas on mobile phones? Young Master, Miss, Madam, Master, it sounds so prestigious."

"This way of addressing me is so feudal and outdated. I almost thought I had transmigrated into a female-oriented novel. You should just call me Xiaoping."

Although Tang Ping had previously claimed that she did not want to participate in the power struggles within wealthy families, the Yu family could hardly be considered a wealthy family. In essence, it was a large family that, under the leadership of a shrewd individual, enjoyed the benefits of a special period and rapidly rose to prominence by riding the wave of the times.

Such examples are not ubiquitous, but you can find one or two in every place, especially in economically developed provinces. Even if you don't know them personally, you've often heard of such examples around you.

When the real estate market was at its peak, the Yu family's total assets once reached over 30 billion yuan. However, as the real estate economy cooled down and the trend of deflating the bubble became inevitable, the Yu family's assets shrank rapidly, and now they may not even have 10 billion yuan.

Moreover, this 10 billion is the total assets of the family business, and it will be even less when divided among the individual families. Tang Ping's adoptive mother's assets are at most a few billion, and he doesn't know or care about the exact amount.

For a time, it was fashionable among the wealthy to hire British-style butlers, and being able to speak a foreign language was considered prestigious. However, my adoptive mother was a pragmatic person and scoffed at this idea. She only hired two strong women from her hometown who were used to farm work as nannies. They were both burly and strong, the kind who could knock out an unsleepy, sedentary person with a single slap.

As soon as she entered the house, Aunt Mei shouted at the top of her lungs, "Xiao Ping is back!"

Accompanied by the familiar sound of slippers stomping on the floor, Yu Shujiang, wearing a bear-patterned pajama, ran down the stairs, her eyes shining, and exclaimed, "Wow! It's really true! I really didn't use any beauty filters that day!"

"Hey, hey, hey, you can look, but don't come up here and touch me."

Tang Ping pressed down on the other person's forehead with a look of disgust, preventing them from getting any closer.

"You stingy guy, it's not like you'll lose a piece of flesh just by touching it."

"Who knows? What if something's missing? Is Mom home?"

“She’s still at the company. If you call now and say you’re home, she’ll definitely come back.”

"Forget it, it's not like we haven't seen each other for years, there's no need to make a big fuss."

"Sneak attack!"

While Tang Ping wasn't looking, Yu Shujiang reached out and touched his face, excitedly saying, "So smooth and delicate! How did you do that? Mom said you went to participate in a secret operation. Could it be some kind of cosmetic surgery technology secretly developed by the Academy of Sciences?"

"How bored would our country's academicians be to research this? Besides, what's so secret about cosmetic surgery techniques? If there's a real breakthrough, commercialization is the key."

"So how did you do it? Tell me your secret recipe quickly, don't keep it to yourself. As your older brother, don't you want your sister to become beautiful?"

"There's no secret formula. If you want to become beautiful, it's not hard at all. Just eat healthily, exercise reasonably, and stick to it for half a year."

"Then forget it. The only thing I can't let down is good food."

Yu Shujiang suddenly lost her energy, lay down on the sofa in the living room, and slumped into it.

Tang Ping sighed with disappointment. Her adoptive mother was a beautiful woman who fit the Eastern aesthetic, and her adoptive father was a handsome young man who was well-known in the surrounding area when he was young. Judging from her facial features, Yu Shujiang inherited her parents' excellent genes and laid a good foundation. As long as she grew up healthily, she would definitely be a great beauty. It's a pity that she just can't control her mouth.

As the saying goes, fair skin can cover up a hundred flaws, but being overweight can ruin everything.

Yu Shujiang was certainly not ugly, but her height-to-weight ratio of 160:130 basically put her out of the category of beauty, unless she traveled back to the Tang Dynasty someday.

In the past, some elders who knew the inside story would jokingly call Tang Ping a child groom, to which he always responded with a blank expression.

Yu Shujiang watched TV with another nanny, Aunt Zhang, in the living room for a while. She couldn't help but say, "It's been 20 years since the new century started, and the TV dramas are still the same old thing. They haven't improved at all. The actors' acting skills have even regressed. These directors and screenwriters only ever imagine car accidents, terminal illnesses, and rape as the three old things. It's disgusting!"

Tang Ping stared at her phone without looking up and asked, "What's wrong? Are you going to become a movie review UP?"

I've never seen her have such a strong grudge against idol dramas before. She can't stand watching even the most toxic plots. Tang Ping looked up and immediately understood the reason—the male lead was too ugly.

"I hate people who bring their own funding to get into a production and don't even know their own limitations. They could at least play a supporting role, but they have to overestimate themselves and try to play the lead role in a period drama. If they don't have the looks, they shouldn't try to be something they're not. One bad apple spoils the whole bunch. I'm not watching anymore, or my eyes will go blind."

After venting her frustrations, Yu Shujiang turned to Tang Ping and said, "Brother, before Mom comes back, could you take a look at the draft for me?"

"Still messing around with your crappy game."

"Brother, you can insult my beauty, but you can't insult my dreams!"

"You're so ambitious, why don't you tell your parents about your dreams?"

“Oh dear, there is a generation gap between those primitive people and us apes, and rashly negotiating could easily lead to conflict.”

"Ape-human... What era is this meme from? Are you a guy or a girl?"

"Hehe, I've been researching materials from the early 21st century recently. The memes from the internet surfing era are quite interesting, with a simple and clear sense of humor."

Yu Shujiang hugged Tang Ping's arm and said in a coquettish tone, "Brother, please help me out~"

"Ugh—you were just criticizing others for lacking self-awareness, and you're not much better. There are appearance requirements for acting cute, otherwise it's bullying. If I had a magic light stick, I'd turn into Ultraman right now and beat you up, and I'd start with the Ultraman Guillotine Blade, since you can't feel pain anyway."

"Tiga, transformed from the Spark Lens, can't use the Ultra Guillotine."

“You’re focusing on the wrong thing!”

Tang Ping couldn't refuse and was pulled upstairs to her sister's room.

Yu Shujiang quickly booted up her high-spec computer, its boot speed surpassing 99.9% of users. She then opened a game program, and as a melodious background music played, a title screen appeared showing a beautifully drawn girl surrounded by countless handsome men.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Investigation Results

Yu Saifeng is not the kind of parent who would shout "electronic heroin is poisoning children"; she is quite open-minded. But even the most open-minded parent cannot accept their children playing with porn.

Admittedly, Yu Shujiang's game does not have 18+ CG scenes or H scenes, so it cannot be considered an eroge (adult game). At most, it is somewhat borderline, but in Tangping's opinion, the scale is still quite large.

Contrary to the fantasies of innocent boys, women are far more interested in and have a much wider range of interests in erotic content than men, a fact reflected not only in novels but also in games.

It's not uncommon for male-oriented mobile games to be reported because female characters have too little clothing, while male characters in otome games can be shirtless, with various sexually suggestive actions and lines, openly and without restraint.

Tang Ping felt the content was too explicit, but in the eyes of otome gamers, it was just average.

"How about it? This is a copy that I had someone revise three times."

Yu Shujiang asked expectantly.

"It's hard to put into words."

"Just say what you think."

"Everyone has their own expertise. I write fantasy and cultivation stories, which are basically monster-slaying and leveling up. I generally don't touch on romance, let alone the differences between male and female perspectives."

"No matter what, you are a professional, and your vision is definitely better than that of the average person. Putting aside the romance, we can also talk about writing techniques."

"Okay, let's talk about that innocent puppy route we just finished watching. The plot felt too bland. The male and female leads went from meeting to falling in love without any waves. It's not that pure sweet dramas are bad. There are also moe-type games for male players. But moe works rely heavily on first impressions. Why is the first meeting between the male and female leads always so dramatic? It's because drama can give players a deep enough impression and establish their characters immediately."

The screen scrolls through the save file, returning to the beginning of the game: "Let's look at your game again. The female protagonist and the male protagonist first met at a bubble tea shop. Because her phone was out of service, she couldn't pay, so the male protagonist paid for her. When the female protagonist thanked him, she held his hand, and the male protagonist blushed."

Yu Shujiang asked in confusion, "What's wrong with this? The pure and innocent character is immediately highlighted, and the fact that the female lead left her phone number when she wanted to return the money sets the stage for the male and female leads to get to know each other later."

"Actually, the female lead could have just gone to the shop to recharge. Of course, minor logical flaws can be ignored, but this kind of encounter is really boring. Anyway, it didn't leave any impression on me. There are two ways to establish a character: positive and negative. Positive methods require more skill, while negative methods are more convenient."

What is anti-legislation?

"It's about having a character appear in a way that's the opposite of their true nature, and then having a reversal to reveal their true nature. For example, in the game, this character is supposed to be a pure and innocent puppy, so we make him appear as a seasoned lover. When the female protagonist first meets him, she sees him flirting with someone and assumes that he's frivolous and a playboy. But then she suddenly hears him say a cheesy pickup line, and her image instantly collapses. Later, she learns that the male protagonist was trying to portray a mature man who knows how to flirt with women, and that he was tricked by netizens when he looked up a strategy guide online."

Yu Shujiang got excited: "Oh, oh, oh, it does sound more interesting than before. He is clearly an innocent boy, but he yearns for maturity. It makes sense logically and adds another highlight. But in this case, the cheesy pick-up lines he says must be impactful enough. Ordinary cheesy lines probably won't have a subversive effect."

"It's not simple yet."

Tang Ping created a new document, typed a line of text quickly, and Yu Shujiang read it without blinking, then couldn't help but laugh.

Male protagonist: It's all your fault, you made me go to the toilet all day yesterday.