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35 He was the son of the National Academy of Sciences! Generals fighting for the game’s CG!

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The National Academy of Sciences 'Weibo account was hacked?

This was the only possibility for the National Academy of Sciences to post this message on Weibo.

Countless netizens found it difficult to confirm the authenticity of this information.

And why was there another title besides the vice president of the National Academy of Sciences and the national first-class game designer?

The chief engineer of the Dragon Country's Armament Research Center?

Good heavens, not only did this report letter not get reported, but it even gave him a title?

And each of these titles was higher than the last?

How could an ordinary person enter the field of military research?

What was even more ridiculous was the chief designer?

This title doesn't cost money? Smashing Qin Chuan's head?

Countless netizens continued to leave comments on the National Academy of Sciences 'Weibo.

"Did the National Academy of Sciences post the wrong Weibo?”

"Could this Qin Chuan be the son of your National Academy of Sciences?”

"I strongly request that Qin Chuan's contributions be made public. What right does he have to have so many titles?”

……

However, less than a minute after the message was left, the National Academy of Sciences continued to issue a statement.

"Insulting a researcher who has made a special contribution to the country will be investigated for legal responsibility.”

This sentence made countless netizens stop.

Then, the National Academy of Sciences 'official Weibo liked one of the comments.

"Could this Qin Chuan be the son of your National Academy of Sciences?”

Countless netizens fell silent.

This, he was really his biological son!

The official Weibo account proved it.

The netizens didn't dare to attack the National Academy of Sciences 'official Weibo.

But wasn't there still Bai Xinyi?

She was Qin Chuan's girlfriend, so she should know something about him, right?

Bai Xinyi had just liked the National Academy of Sciences 'Weibo post when her phone vibrated automatically.

"Sister Bai, can you reveal any information about Qin Chuan?”

"Sister, I just want to know if the game designed by brother-in-law is the one circulating on the Internet?”

"Sister, what is brother-in-law busy with? Can you take a photo to take a look?"

……

Bai Xinyi looked at her brother-in-law and felt a little shy.

She felt a little proud.

Am I acting up?

Qin Chuan spent almost three hours to complete the animation for Counter Strike.

With the system around, he basically didn't have to care about drawing and coloring.

A full three minutes of animated CG presented the game content of Counter Strike in almost all aspects.

However, which account should he use to publish it?

After coming to this world, it seemed that he had yet to register a game company.

Forget about his social media account, he didn't have a single fan, and posting it wouldn't have any promotional effect.

Qin Chuan needed more people to see him and let more people play the game.

If there's a problem, look for Old Wu!

Qin Chuan told Old Wu about this problem.

Old Wu looked at Qin Chuan as if he was looking at an idiot.

"You still have to ask me about this?"

"You are now the chief engineer of the Ornaments Research Center. Which military account would dare not lend you the money?”

"They can't wait for you to owe them a favor.”

"Forget it, I'll help you this time. I'll ask those generals.”

Old Wu took out his phone and immediately added a few generals into a group.

"Qin Chuan wants to release his game's animation CG. Which one of you is willing to use your own account to help?”

"Our army won't give in. After all, isn't this our family's matter?”

"Bah, counter-terrorism isn't just referring to you guys. Can't our navy fight against terrorism?"

"The Air Force can also fight against terrorists. Brother Qin Chuan, our Air Force has a lot of fans on Weibo!”

"Can't you guys have some dignity? This is clearly our army's business…"

……

Qin Chuan looked at the chat in the group and his eyebrows twitched.

Good heavens, this is a general?

He felt like he was looking at his nephew's elementary school chat group from his previous life.

Old Wu looked at Qin Chuan smugly.

"Have you seen it, kid? We're military equipment designers, and these kids need our help. You don't have to be polite with them at a critical time.”

Qin Chuan rolled his eyes.

"That's you. I'm just a game designer.”

Old Wu's smile stopped abruptly.

Kid, can you stop bringing up this topic? Who was he shivering at?

You're a game designer, yet you've come up with so much new gun design data in your twenties?

This old man is almost dead, but I've only designed three games on my own.

You're telling me you're a game designer?

Fortunately, Old Wu grunted at Qin Chuan in dissatisfaction and reprimanded the generals in the group.

"Are you all brainless? Why do you need to argue over such a small matter?"

The generals fell silent.

In the entire Dragon Country, even if the old man scolded them, they would dare to retort.

However, they really didn't dare to do that to this Old Wu.

Who asked both parties to be in a supply relationship?

"Why don't you guys just publish it? What's there to argue about?"

Old Wu's words made the eyes of the generals light up, but they were also unwilling.

"This is clearly the f * cking job of the army, and these two shameless people came up to make up for it.”

The army general thought to himself.

Qin Chuan heaved a sigh of relief and sent the game's cinematic to the group chat for the generals to download.

The generals opened it curiously and were shocked.

Was this a game animation?

…………

I wish the students of the college entrance examination a smooth day! The big shots who didn't take the college entrance examination had a good life at work!

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