"I called everyone here today to announce my participation in the Huanhai Exhibition."
Honghuang Studio.
The newly renovated conference room.
Lao Song held his forehead with one hand and read out the contents of the meeting in a tangled manner.
In his hand was the game plan Chen Lin gave him yesterday.
He really didn't know how to comment on this weird design.
That's right.
It’s just weird!
If he didn't believe that Chen Lin wouldn't joke about this kind of thing, he wouldn't even be embarrassed to come up with this plan.
How shameful!
In comparison.
The employees became more excited after hearing his words.
"Participate in the Huanhai Exhibition?"
"Do you mean to make a new game?"
"Great! It's finally starting!"
"Boss Song, show us quickly! What kind of game is it?"
"Then you still need to ask? This is a work designed by the majestic Master Xianyu himself."
"It's not salted fish, it's salted fish!"
Everyone was talking to each other, and they all looked expectantly at Lao Song and the design plan in his hands.
They still have great faith in Chen Lin, who has successively made two hit games, "Braveheart" and "Slay the Spire".
At least it's guaranteed.
This third game shouldn't be too weak.
This immediately aroused their strong curiosity, and they were eager to know what other game masterpiece Chen Lin had designed.
Seeing their expectant expressions, Lao Song looked strange.
After coughing twice to relieve the embarrassment, I turned on the computer and projected the design plan on the screen.
Then, as if accepting his fate, he spread his hands and leaned on the chair.
"See for yourselves."
Everyone looked happy and looked at the screen excitedly.
However, in the next second, they all turned to stone on the spot, looking at Old Song with caring eyes.
"What a special game!"
Bald old Li really couldn't think of a more suitable adjective, so he finally managed to get a few words out of his mouth.
Others were also confused, thinking they had not woken up.
What I saw on the screen was a cartoon-style blue sky and white clouds, and endless green grass.
There are raised squares on the grass, spiked trees and various traps.
The two rabbits, who looked like they had studied animation for three years, jumped up high hand in hand, fighting for the carrot above.
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
The painting style is so crude that it is almost invisible.
What's this?
Cartoon parenting show?
All eyes were focused on Lao Song.
Lao Song shrugged: "As you can see, your boss, the well-known designer Xianyu, wants us to make this game, and plans to publicly display it at the Huanhai Exhibition in a month's time."
"What! Do you want to show it in public? Just kill me!"
"My peers will laugh to death if I make this game!"
"no!!!"
After receiving the exact answer, the conference room suddenly burst into mourning, and everyone turned into bitter faces.
Only the administration and personnel girls covered their mouths and snickered, thankful that they had escaped.
"Oh, right."
Unexpectedly, Lao Song suddenly looked at them at this time: "Mr. Chen said that the studio has not hired marketing yet. On the day of the game exhibition, you will also go there to act as a facade and advertise the studio."
"No-"
The two girls' faces suddenly turned pale.
I didn't expect retribution to come so quickly.
Looking at each other, they hugged each other and started crying.
"Wuwuwu...sister, sister is going to take the first step this time, wuwu..."
"Sister... my life is so miserable~ I can't survive on this earth..."
"It's my sister's fault. If I ask you to show your face outside, I think we should just accept it."
The sound of crying spread throughout the conference room and outside.
Those who didn’t know better thought they were doing some illegal business.
Old Song was speechless: "Okay, okay, where are you two playing Dream of Red Mansions? If you don't want to go, just go. At worst, the 200 yuan daily high temperature subsidy will be given to others."
"Wait! Boss, what did you just say?"
A group of old men watching a play nearby suddenly became energetic.
They seemed to have heard something terrible just now.
"You don't have to go if you don't want to. Is there any problem?" Lao Song emphasized again with a straight face.
"No, not this sentence, but the next sentence." Lao Li said with rapid breathing.
"The last sentence? At worst, I'll give you 200 yuan of high-temperature subsidy every day..."
"I go!"
"I'm going!!"
Before he finished speaking, there were two girls shouting from the side.
The two guys who were crying pitifully just now actually raised their hands high, their little faces flushed with excitement.
Men:???
no.
Didn’t you two just say that you wanted to move away from the earth?
This face changed a little too quickly.
Being watched by so many people, Xiaoli and Xiaowei suddenly became shy.
"It's all about making money, don't be embarrassed."
"I went there to research the market."
Facing the two people's shameless actions, Lao Song shook his head helplessly.
But he knew that although these two girls loved to play tricks, they had very clean minds and were both from poor backgrounds.
I am willing to show my face and be exposed to the wind and sun, just because I want to make more money and send it home.
After thinking for a while, he said: "In that case, let the two of you take turns to be responsible for the game display. The male compatriots will also choose two people to go on duty together."
"Me, me, me! The boss chooses me!"
"I have great strength and many tricks. Choose me, choose me!"
"There are so many tricks to choose from. The most important thing about showing the game is the image!"
"Indeed, no one here can compare to me in terms of beauty, right?"
"Fart! You don't even look at how many hairs you have on your forehead!"
"You old bald man has no right to criticize me!"
...
The daily subsidy of two hundred yuan is still very generous for workers like them.
It has even surpassed their dislike of this new game, and everyone is blushing.
finally.
Lao Song still had to step forward.
I chose the two youngest guys to go there to ensure the image of their studio.
"Don't be discouraged if you are not selected. When the game is finished and officially put on the shelves, you will also receive a bonus bonus, which is only a lot more than this."
Lao Song sat in the first place and spoke to comfort him.
"This game... can really make money?"
Looking at the design plan in front of them, their entire faces dropped, and they really didn't dare to hold out too much hope.
But since it was the boss himself who spoke.
Then they wouldn't dare disobey.
After simply assigning the work, he hurriedly left the conference room and started making games.
After all, the exhibition is only half a month away.
They still have to complete the final touches on Slay the Spire, and can only spare a few people to work on the game.
It may be a bit difficult to finish so many levels before time.
Lao Li, who was in charge of this project, frowned and chatted with his companions about the production direction for a long time before sitting back down in his seat.
Turning on the long-lost computer, the familiar interface gradually came into view.
"Huh? What is this?"
Suddenly, he noticed something and looked around the corner.
On the originally empty desktop, there was a software called "Ancient Game Engine". I don't know when it was installed.
"Holy shit! Prehistoric game engine?"
"Our studio actually has its own production engine!?"
Other programmers also discovered the changes in the computer, and they suddenly exclaimed.
This chapter has been completed!