My dad's life

If it is said, Dabai can piece together a complete world through various resources.

So if you are more intelligent, does it mean that even these art resources can be omitted, after all, all kinds of art resources are simply a patchwork of pixels.

This also means that as long as it is given a general view of the world, artificial intelligence can completely generate a complete game by itself, without programs, and without art, and it is absolutely more perfect than those made by humans.

"President Fang? Are you still there." Suddenly Chen Hongye pushed in from outside, awakening Fangyuan, who was thinking.

"I'm leaving now." Fang Yuan said, standing up.

After hearing this, Chen Hongye continued to walk in.

Fang Yuan watched Chen Hongye rearrange the chairs neatly, and put the remaining paper in the wastebasket.

So he said: "Leave these things to Aunt Cleaning, you don't need to do it yourself."

"It's okay, anyway, I'm idle and idle." Chen Hongye said with swift hands and feet.

Fang Yuan glanced at her, without saying anything, turned around and went out.

In fact, Fangyuan understood what Chen Hongye meant. When he first started working, wasn't it the same?

Behave everywhere, wanting to get the approval of the leader, until finally become an old fritters, half-dead scumbag.

When he couldn't see the radius, Chen Hongye clenched a fist to cheer himself up.

Fangyuan returned to his office, logged in to the company server through his computer, and then opened the main artificial intelligence program.

He hasn't optimized this artificial intelligence program for a long time, and now he feels it is time to upgrade it a second time.

There is no need to wait until the IDC is built.

But the code didn't write two lines, the phone alarm rang, Fangyuan knew that it was time to pick up the kid from school without looking.

"Anyway, it has not been optimized for so many days, and it is not anxious. At this time, it is important to pick up the children from school." Fang Yuan thought in his heart.

Then log out of the server directly, turn off the computer and go home.

In fact, Lan Caiyi also said that he doesn't need to make a special trip home to pick up the children every day. Isn't there no one at home to pick him up?

But Fang Yuan is willing to go back to pick him up. He doesn't think it's hard to pick up the child.

He likes the way the little guy opens his arms and runs towards him.

Fang Yuan left the office, Liang Feibai and Zhu Zhengxiang were already waiting for him at the door.

They have already figured out Fangyuan's work and rest patterns, and at this point in time, they must go back to pick up their children from school.

"Dad." As always, the little guy opened his arms and threw himself into the arms of Fang Yuan who had been waiting for a long time.

Fang Yuan picked her up and kissed her fleshy little cheek.

According to past habits, the little guy will kiss him again.

But today she stretched her little head halfway, but then shrank it back, and then asked with a small mouth, "Dad, do you think I am different today?"

"Different?"

Fang Yuan looked at the little guy in his arms, pretending to think, "Well, it's more like a piggy."

"Tweet~" The little guy lowered his head, and hit Fang Yuan's face with his small head.

The two laughed for a while, and then the little guy asked again, "Don't you think I am more beautiful?"

In fact, Fang Yuan had discovered it a long time ago. She applied a light layer of lipstick on her little lips, and she didn't know which teacher applied it to her.

So he exaggeratedly surprised: "Wow, you have put on lipstick, who put it on for you?"

"Then am I more beautiful?" The little guy did not answer immediately, but continued to ask her if she was more beautiful.

Sure enough, as long as you are a girl, what you care most about is good-looking.

"Well, um, it's really beautiful, but children can't wear lipstick often, because you are already the best-looking baby."

The little guy laughed happily when he heard the words, and wriggling around Fang Yuan, he didn't know what to do.

"You haven't told me, who did it for you?" Fang Yuan asked.

"Ms. Dong."

It turned out that at noon today when Teacher Dong was watching the children taking a nap, he saw that the children were all asleep.

When she was idle and bored, she took out cosmetics to make up for herself.

But when the lipstick was halfway through, someone was looking at her.

Looking up, the little guy didn't know when to sit up, crouched on the bed, and stared at her with wide eyes.

Teacher Dong was shocked by her, and the lipstick was applied to his face.

In this quiet nap room, a child crouched on the bed and stared at you quietly. It was really scary.

"Why don't you sleep?" Teacher Dong walked to her bed and asked calmly.

"Mr. Dong, you are so good-looking, hehe~"

"Don't say that the teacher is good-looking, you can stop taking a nap." Teacher Dong finally couldn't stretch himself and laughed.

"Children don't lie, Teacher Dong, you are really good-looking." The little guy said with his big eyes flashing.

Teacher Dong listened, and his heart was really as sweet as eating honey.

So deliberately embarrassed her: "Then you tell me, who looks good with your mother?"

Hearing this, the little guy rolled his big eyes, and said, "Hey, you are as good-looking as my mother."

"You little clever." Teacher Dong squeezed her fleshy little cheek.

"Mr. Dong, it's better if you paint it in red. When your prince sees you, he will say, wow, who is this beautiful princess? He will definitely propose to you and ask you to marry him quickly. "The little guy put his cheeks in his hands, with an exaggerated appearance.

Teacher Dong laughed loudly when she was amused, but only after laughing twice did he realize that the children were sleeping, so he suffocated him abruptly.

"You little brain, what do you think about all day, where do you look at it?"

Teacher Dong gave her a head lightly, but her face was full of doting, which is one of the reasons why she likes children, so innocent and cute.

Because Teacher Dong's movements were gentle, the little guy didn't take it seriously.

"I'm smart, I'll know when I think about it." The little guy said proudly.

"Yes, yes, you are as smart as your father, and when you grow up, you will become a great scientist like your father." Teacher Dong said with a smile.

"I don't want to be a scientist." The little guy said disdainfully.

"Oh, what do you want to be when you grow up?" Teacher Dong asked curiously.

"I want to be a princess." The little guy said proudly with his neck up.

"Then why do you want to be a princess?"

"Being a princess can sing, dance, and eat meat every day." The little guy said naturally.

Teacher Dong: "..."

"Well, our little princess, you should go to bed now." Teacher Dong felt that there was no way to talk this day.

"Ms. Dong, can you put some red on me too?" The little guy looked forward with big eyes.

Look at the little guy in a posture that I will not sleep if you don't apply it to me.

Teacher Dong compromised, so he dabbed a little on her small mouth.

Then the little guy kept pouting and lay on her siesta cot, for fear that she would lose her lipstick when she fell asleep.

"Close your eyes." Teacher Dong reminded as she watched her wide-open eyes.

The little guy closed his eyes obediently.

After a while, the little guy guessed his mouth was puffed up, and finally closed it gently, and his breathing gradually eased.

Teacher Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and just turned around to sit back.

The little guy became frightened and said loudly, "Teacher Dong, I want to pee."

"Ms. Dong, I want to pee."

"Ms. Dong, I want to pee."

...

Half of the children in a class were woken up and sat up and shouted.

Teacher Dong: 😭