Chapter 231 Don'tbreakmyheart.
When Su Chengyi typed a line of code on the keyboard, Su Chengyi felt like he was back in his previous life, where he worked overtime and fixed bugs until he was exhausted.
Although I have to be my own boss in this life.
But he soon realized how huge a project it was to make a game like Disco Elysium.
Just the amount of copywriting as huge as this novel is enough to put people off.
And this is just the beginning.
In addition, there are program development, game function testing, daily operations, and marketing
If he can barely handle these by spending more time, then art and music design It can only be outsourced 100%.
Taking further consideration of the production cycle, it is best to find a reliable team to do the above work together.
But overall, the most important thing about the game Disco Elysium is the copywriting style, so the game planner has to do it himself no matter what.
Su Chengyi simply wrote a rough design plan, and the hour hand was already pointing to six o'clock in the evening.
After I started doing it, I became even more aware of how difficult it was.
Su Chengyi stood up, poured himself a glass of water, and started thinking from the beginning.
Games like Disco Elysium have good reputations, high ratings, and are easy to win awards, but overall they are still niche.
If you insist on doing it, it can be said to be a practice full of idealism.
Maybe it can be developed at both ends?
While researching and developing, how about developing another simple yet magical mini-game to test the waters?
When it comes to this little game, things get much simpler.
Su Chengyi closed her eyes and lay back on the sofa.
If you let him write this kind of small game program, the total working time is estimated to not exceed five hours.
But if you want to make this kind of game popular, marketing and promotion are very important.
He doesn’t know much about this at all. Maybe he can ask others for advice.
At the same time, it is also important to set up your own formal game studio.
Su Chengyi began to think about suitable candidates around him.
After thinking about it like this, I realized that my network of contacts can be seen at a glance.
There are only a handful of people who can be called friends, and none of them are qualified.
Although Xu Yang has loved playing computers and games since he was a child, he would probably be reluctant to participate in game production.
Writing programs is a boring job after all.
Lin Tong has a steady and down-to-earth personality, which makes him very suitable to be a member of a team.
But he probably has never been exposed to computers since he was a child, let alone played games.
Give him a copy of "Learning Computers for Beginners from Getting Started to Mastering" first. The future is promising.
Not to mention Miss Chu and Han Bing, Han Bing is not interested, and Miss Chu is a real black hole in the game.
The type that even Super Mario can’t play.
Su Chengyi successfully silenced himself from thinking.
At this moment, the phone’s ringtone suddenly rang.
Su Chengyi thought it would be like what was written in the novel, where Cao Cao arrived and divine soldiers descended from heaven.
Unlocking the lock screen with expectation, the caller ID showed "Dad".
Su Cheng sighed without any trace and picked up.
“Hello?”
“Hello, son, what are you doing?”
Su Zelang's tone was a little nervous, probably still anxious about the awkward meeting in the morning.
“Reading a book.”
Su Chengyi replied.
Su Zelang was silent for a moment, probably thinking that he was being ridiculous again.
"I'm sorry about what happened today, son, but my father didn't think it through. Alas, I don't know what happened."
He sighed heavily, seeming to be really troubled by this.
Su Chengyi's words of comfort rolled around his lips a few times and then he swallowed them.
He sat up from the sofa and looked at the height scale drawn line by line in the corner.
Starts at the age of one and ends at the age of twelve.
After they divorced when he was twelve years old, they both moved out of the old house. Naturally, no one came to mark his mark anymore.
After a long silence, Su Zelang felt that he felt even more aggrieved after the phone call. He muttered a few times and was about to hang up.
"Then you should read a book first. By the way, have you eaten? Dad, will you order a takeaway? Forget it, I will give you a red envelope and order it for yourself. I don’t know what you want to eat.
< br>I won’t bother you anymore, hang up first”
“Wait a moment.”
Su Chengyi stood up, gestured to the top of his head, and made the last mark before becoming an adult.
"Take me somewhere tomorrow."
"Okay! Where are you going?"
I didn't expect him to make such a request. Su Zelang's voice was both flattered and flattered. A little too nervous and excited.
"Let's talk tomorrow."
Su Chengyi lowered his eyes and hung up the phone.
As the sun set, the room became completely dark, with only the fluorescent light of the computer screen on the table still on.
He stood leaning against the wall with his head lowered. From another angle, he looked like a dark shadow.
After a while, I reached out and pressed the switch of the headlight in the living room.
If I remember correctly, this is the first time in so many years that my son has taken the initiative to ask him out.
Su Zelang, who had never understood the meaning of insomnia since he was a child, actually tossed and turned and found it difficult to fall asleep. He repeatedly speculated in his mind about where Su Chengyi wanted to ask him to go.
Amusement park? Not likely, my son didn't look like a kid who enjoyed those rides.
It’s not like he was stimulated by what happened today. He wants to make an appointment to dissolve the father-son relationship with him.
That’s not possible. I can’t agree to it no matter what.
Su Zelang felt so sad when he thought of this, he couldn't help but sit up and let out a long sigh.
Zhao Meng next to him was woken up several times. Finally, he was no longer in a comforting mood and just turned over angrily.
Su Zelang had no time to pay attention to her now, and was still thinking seriously.
Do you want to ask him to watch the World Cup together? This is possible, after all, I have taken him to watch football since he was a child.
But should I tell the truth? As I get older, I can no longer stay up late to watch football games.
No, you have to endure it even if you can’t bear it. The worst thing you can do is drink two bottles of coffee beforehand.
It is rare for a son to be in a mood, so we cannot dampen his interest.
Amidst these messy thoughts, Su Zelang felt that he had not fallen asleep at all. As soon as the alarm clock rang for the first time in the morning, he sat up quickly.
After washing carefully, I even shaved.
Even wearing suits and ties as if rushing to business entertainment.
It was only eight o'clock sharp, and he was sitting upright on the sofa, waiting for Su Chengyi's call.
At this point, Su Chengyi was sleeping hard.
I wrote the plan until early in the morning last night, and I just fell asleep as it was almost dawn.
Su Zelang waited around at home. He couldn't wait for the call and was not in a hurry.
With this invitation, he was in an extremely good mood.
Wandering around the house humming a little tune, playing with the parrots, and feeding the goldfish.
I was even in the mood to make breakfast for Zhao Meng and Su Xiaoxue who got up late.
Although it was just a simple fried egg and toast with jam, this was the first time.
Zhao Meng was angry with him for several times, and then took Su Xiaoxue out.
She was very dissatisfied with today's appointment, so she got a new bag as compensation.
It wasn't until the evening that Su Chengyi's call came.
When Su Zelang rushed to the downstairs of his house in Qinghe District, Su Chengyi was already standing there waiting.
"Come, drink water."
As soon as Su Chengyi got in the car, he diligently handed over the iced lemon tea he bought in advance.
"Didn't I ask you to wait until I arrived and call you before going downstairs? Why did you come down early? It's so hot outside."
Su Zelang was nagging as he reversed the car.
“Not hot.”
Su Chengyi looked down at his phone and answered casually.
"The address navigation is ready."
Su Zelang was still a little curious at first, but when he took a closer look, he was stunned.
“How did you think of going here?”
“I want to see it.”
Su Chengyi unscrewed the lid of the lemon tea and took a sip.
Su Zelang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"Okay, but no one has been there for a long time, so I'm afraid there's nothing interesting to see."
The car was not driving fast, Su Chengyi rolled down the window, and the wind blew in wantonly, blowing the car The sound from the speakers was not very clear.
Although Su Zelang was in a good mood at this time, he still couldn't help but ask again:
"Son, you."
Su Chengyi replied before he finished:
"You will know when you get there."
My son said so, Su Zelang had no choice but to suppress his doubts.
But he still couldn't understand that the destination was actually the venue where his band used to perform. Su Zelang's band has been formed since high school. In order to do this, there was a lot of battles of wits and courage with parents and teachers.
Skipping classes to practice singing, copying lyrics during class time, dressing up like rock band members, and growing hair long.
With a few like-minded friends together, they are almost as complacent and free as the sky is the limit. status.
And in that era, such a rebellious and passionate young image was indeed very popular among girls.
He was able to pursue Yang Liu, who was famous far and wide at that time, because of the blessing of this image.
Now that he thinks about his former self, Su Zelang can't explain what it feels like.
It is definitely impossible to be proud, there is just a feeling of being unbearable to look back on the non-mainstream past.
Do you regret it? Not even close to the question.
You chose your own path, and you were indeed happy in those years.
It’s just that I suffered a lot from it later.
One by one, the brothers who formed the band chose to accept the reality and find another way out.
Su Zelang was no exception, but after giving up his dream of rock music, he became even more confused.
It wasn't until his divorce from Yang Liu that he regained his strength.
The strange thing is that the bad luck of failing to do anything suddenly disappears after the divorce.
Perhaps this is what my son often calls the "law of conservation".
He lost his lover, so he also gained good luck in business.
The closer the car was to the destination, the more nervous Su Zelang became.
I feel timid when I’m close to home.
The simple and shabby stage in my memory is probably now covered with cobwebs, like a garbage dump.
The car was parked outside the venue. Su Zelang turned off the engine, but had no intention of unbuckling the seat belt and getting out of the car.
Su Chengyi seemed to have expected this reaction, so she didn't rush him. She took another sip of lemon tea and looked out the window without changing her expression.
"Okay, let's go."
Su Zelang calmed down for a while, his restless heartbeat calmed down a little, and then he smiled pretending to be relaxed.
Su Chengyi nodded and jumped out of the car.
The two of them walked around the outside of the venue. The railings did look dilapidated and covered with red rust.
Su Zelang couldn't help but think back to when he was a high school student, skipping class and coming here, happily holding his guitar.
Things are different and everything is different. Just when he was about to sigh a few words, the two of them walked around a corner and immediately saw the scene inside the venue.
There were huge crowds of people and every seat was packed.
Su Zelang suddenly felt dizzy. He could hardly believe that this was a real scene. Did he go wrong?
Su Chengyi, who was standing next to him, suddenly smiled brightly, raised his hand and raised his voice and said:
"Thank you everyone!"
Hearing his voice of greeting, the huge crowd cheered and became restless.
"No, son, what is going on?"
Su Zelang's feet seemed to have roots and he did not dare to go any further.
“A music festival prepared for you.”
Su Chengyi said it very casually, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
Music festival?
While Su Zelang was still digesting this sentence, he saw a few familiar people coming down from the stage and laughing at him.
That's the keyboardist, bassist, and guitarist of the band.
We haven’t seen each other for many years. Like Su Zelang, they have become fat, greasy middle-aged men.
But after hugging each other and smiling with tears in their eyes, the two of them returned to the high-spirited young people they were in high school in each other's eyes.
At that time, I shouted the slogan "Long Live Rock and Roll" and felt that music could conquer everything.
"Uncle Drummer. He is not in good health and said he hopes to see a video of you singing."
Su Chengyi stood nearby and added softly.
Actually, it is no longer a bad category. When Su Chengyi contacted him, it was his wife who answered the phone.
The person has terminal cancer and is undergoing chemotherapy in the hospital.
But after he heard about it, he was still very happy about it. Although he couldn't come to the scene, he asked Su Chengyi to record a video for him.
When a few people walked onto the stage, the audience cheered loudly, successfully cheering up these old uncles who had retired for many years.
The audience is basically young faces, students from No. 1 Middle School convened by Su Chengyi.
He actually only told Xu Yang at first that he would just call a few acquaintances to come.
But Xu Yang said that the more people there are in a music festival, the better, and the atmosphere must be created.
So I posted a message on the school forum in the name of Su Chengyi.
I didn’t expect that his name would be so easy to use. He responded to every call and the whole place was packed.
Su Chengyi then contacted the team that rented the equipment and the cleaners.
He personally supervised the work and spent a whole day today before finally rearranging this dilapidated and dilapidated site.
Su Chengyi stood on the stage and took the microphone first, cleared his throat, and said:
"Hello everyone, thank you for coming to the scene and willing to watch my dad's band perform. Thank you very much."
"Wuhu!!! It's so beautiful and I love watching it!!!"
Before the performance even started, the atmosphere below was already boiling.
Xu Yang stood beside the stereo with a smile and shouted the loudest.
For the first time in his life, Su Zelang felt embarrassed. He looked at his old teammates and took the microphone with some embarrassment:
“Ahem, please be patient, I haven’t sung for several years. , I guess it’s a bit annoying.”
“No!”
The audience shouted in encouragement.
Actually, the reason why rock bands want to listen to live music is because they want to listen to the energy of their voices being hoarse.
It doesn't matter if the sound is out of tune, the key is to have the right atmosphere.
At this time, Su Chengyi quietly glanced backstage. Chu Qingmian and Han Bing were leading people to the crowd with great difficulty.
"OK, what should you sing for the first song?"
With everyone's encouragement, Su Zelang suddenly felt like "I am talking about being a teenager", very He adjusted the height of the microphone in a stylish way.
“By the way, who will beat our drum?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Chengyi took two steps forward, lowered his head to the microphone and said:
"You're showing off your embarrassment."
His words were really cool, and there was a burst of laughter in the audience. Screams and cheers.
Su Chengyi sat in front of the drum set, twirled the drum stick, and gave the lead singer dad a look.
Su Zelang nodded and looked at his teammates one by one, feeling deeply moved in his heart.
As soon as Su Chengyi's drum rhythm came out, Su Zelang could tell what song it was.
Seemingly feeling something, he looked down into the audience.
Yang Liu was surrounded by people, looking at himself on the stage from a distance.
Looking at each other, it was like going back in time.
When I was chasing her, this was the song I sang the most.
"Don'tbreakmyheart"
"Maybe I don't understand too many things,
Maybe it's my fault.
Maybe everything has been slowly missed,< br>
Maybe there is no need to say more.
I never thought that you and I would end up like this,
I’m not sure in my heart.”
The mood swings were too great, and my voice was a little hoarse.
It’s true that I haven’t sung for many years. These words were almost shouted.
But the audience burst into cheers like never before.
The young people below have probably rarely heard such old songs, but at this time, all of them were moved by the singing voice of the uncle on the field.
“Don’t break my heart,
Be gentle again,
I don’t want to see your silence.
Waiting alone, enduring in silence,
>
Joy always appears in my dreams."
When the second chorus was sung, the audience spontaneously started a chorus.
It was getting late, and the audience took out their mobile phones and opened
The lights are like stars, swaying with the rhythm.
It’s a dreamlike scene.
When the song ended, Su Zelang couldn't help but burst into tears.
Not only the nostalgia for my boyhood, but also my feelings for this song, which can be said to be a "love song".
Over the years, not only has he not dared to sing, he has even dared not listen to it at all.
But now that he sang it again from beginning to end, he felt that a place in his heart was suddenly empty.
Maybe it’s time to let go of the past and look forward.
Yang Liu in the audience also had red eyes. Su Zelang originally didn't know what she was thinking at this time, until she suddenly smiled.
Just like back then, it was love at first sight.
So he finally laughed.
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