Chapter 357 Thanks to Mr. Zou for taking the initiative
The new year is about to pass, and the group chat in X1 studio has returned to its previous rhythm.
It's just that the demo of "Disco Elysium" is about to be released, and no one is interested in fishing. As soon as the group chat messages are uploaded, they are all work-related information and files.
Especially He Wufei and Dong Yu, these two people were mixed with excitement and anxiety, and had been suffering from insomnia for several days.
As for why Su Chengyi knows, the reason is very simple.
Because he always receives messages from four or five o'clock in the middle of the night, about bug fixes and promotional copywriting.
But he had already fallen asleep at that point, so he waited until the next morning before replying -
"You can figure this out for yourself."
"Whatever."
"Anything goes."
"Yeah."
Dong Yu often thought that his boss might be an artificial intelligence.
He spends money lavishly, and the bonus he gave in the New Year is so huge that it makes people doubt the legitimacy of the company; he is taciturn, and other people make reports in every online meeting, and his summary is so short that it does not exceed five minutes. words; his way of replying to messages is stiffer than the intelligent reply of a robot, and he never sends emoticons.
In this way, I have not met the boss in person, and the only online video interview was considered face-to-face.
At that time, Dong Yu felt a little strange.
Because the person opposite the video is too young, and his youthful face still has a bit of student energy.
Except for those dark and indifferent eyes, he looked exactly like a fledgling male college student.
At that time, Dong Yu thought that if he just set up a game studio to "pursue dreams", it would be understandable for the boss to be such a young man.
Because he might be some kind of rich second-generation otaku who is very interested in video games.
But after officially taking over the "Disco Elysium" project, Dong Yu's thoughts were shaken instantly.
Whoever made this game must be a genius.
While participating in the production process, Dong Yu has been completely impressed by the artistry of the game itself.
Although he knew that such a game might not be a big hit, he was determined to stay here even if it was just for love.
So the speculation that the boss is a "young rich second generation who is not short of money who plays games on a whim" is not valid. He is really capable.
Then maybe it’s an android.
Or maybe it's not necessarily the virtual image projected by AI.
Time passed bit by bit, Dong Yu looked at the timer on the table, took a sip of coffee, his heartbeat was pounding.
At midnight, the demo of "Disco Elysium" will be officially released.
And tonight, there are many people like him who stay up late waiting.
These days, he harasses Su Chengyi at fixed times every day because he is worried that the publicity will not be enough.
He is not worried about the quality of the game at all. Although some people may not like it, as long as people who can match their brainwaves play it, they will praise it as much as he does.
Su Chengyi's reaction to this was as neutral as usual, looking calm and relaxed.
Seeing how calm he was, Dong Yu, although worried, had no choice but to endure it.
After all, this person is the absolute core of making this game.
Finally, yesterday, the day before the demo was released, he finally made some moves.
As the only way to warm up, X1 Game Studio released a one-and-a-half-minute promotional video on social platforms.
This is also the first update released by X1 Studio on social media.
The copy only has one short sentence: "Tomorrow night at midnight, please stay tuned."
This trailer blew up the pool like a torpedo, instantly discussing "Disco Elysium" Posts sprung up on major forums like mushrooms after a spring rain.
Dong Yu watched the trailer immediately. Although he was a core developer, he was still shocked by this short one and a half minutes.
This kind of editing technique is extremely trendy. It doesn't look like a game at all, but more like the ultimate trailer of some Hollywood blockbuster.
This is in line with the game positioning of "Disco Elysium", because it is a role-playing game with a huge amount of copywriting.
As soon as Dong Yu saw the subtitles at the end, he immediately sent a message to his boss excitedly:
"Mr. Su, this trailer is so successful! It turns out that you had other plans all along. It seems that I’m too impatient!”
It has been forwarded and commented on tens of thousands of times, and the response has been very intense.
"Damn it, the New Year's gift is here! Look!"
"This style of painting is so to my liking. The artist added chicken legs, big chicken legs!"
"Do this kind of airborne landing Really. Let me play first. Let me play first!”
“This trailer is so handsome, and it matches the BGM perfectly! Yes, it makes me feel numb. I hope you don’t engage in fraud. I have been deceived too many times.”
“Don’t worry, this kind of unknown small workshop is like that at best. Ninety-nine percent of the funds spent on producing this kind of million-dollar clip are based on the defense.”
"The one upstairs is so sour. Isn't it the fake stuff bought by a friend?"
"It's so sour. Anyway, it will be released tomorrow night. Let's wait and see."
Su Chengyi on the other side of the screen was holding a lollipop in his mouth and forwarded the comment link of the trailer to a WeChat friend.
Other party: "."
"What? Do you want to pay me a salary?"
"That's enough! I will never take a job like this again next time!"
Su Chengyi laughed and replied:
"Thank you, Mr. Zou, for your help."
Zou Lian's status changed to "The other party is typing" and then back to its original state.
After a long while, he came back and said:
"What a fuss."
Su Chengyi chewed the lollipop in his mouth, and the taste of strawberry spread in his mouth.
He had been planning the promotional video, but the finished product provided by the team he hired was not very satisfactory.
Some of them were too assembly-line. Su Chengyi always felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen them next door.
Some of them are more innovative, but unfortunately the effects are very average, without the eye-catching feeling he wanted.
After Su Chengyi received the first version of the plan, he actually knew the editing styles of several Party Bs. He did not ask them to modify the second version, but directly settled the labor fee.
It is not necessary. It is laborious and tiring to change it again and again. It will not achieve the desired effect, but it is a waste of time.
As a result, there is never a finished product that meets the perfectionist’s expectations.
In desperation, when Su Chengyi was about to take action himself, he suddenly saw Zou Lian’s updates in his circle of friends.
“This is a work of practice, I never expected to win this award, thank you for your support!”
Attached at the end is a video.
Su Chengyi made a thought and clicked in.
It is a winter vacation activity of BGI. Zou Lian edited the short film for the competition in the hospital.
It's short, only three minutes.
Su Chengyi watched this video carefully.
The plot line is quite clear, it is a story about cyclical killings.
But the script is not outstanding and is a bit cliche. If a mystery novel lover like Su Chengyi reads it, he will have already guessed the ending at the end of the first cycle.
But the post-editing made a great contribution.
The suspenseful atmosphere is rendered in place, the scene switching is crisp and clean, and the BGM is cut in just right.
In general, it is a good finished product, and it is well deserved to win the BGI award.
It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.
Su Chengyi quickly opened the chat box with Zou Lian.
"Congratulations." As soon as he said these words, Zou Lian became alert instantly.
“?”
"The weasel is giving New Year greetings to the chicken, right?"
"Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Since he was so straight to the point, Su Chengyi didn't have to be secretive and just said The purpose was revealed.
“I made a game and would like your help to cut a promotional video.”
“.”
To be honest, Zou Lian's outlook on life suddenly collapsed again.
Obviously we are all freshmen, so we couldn’t be more new.
At this stage, shouldn’t everyone be still confused?
You have just escaped from the prison of nine years of exam-oriented education. Shouldn't you be trying to adapt to the leisurely pace of the university, exploring the campus architectural structure, or scolding Fang Qiu in club activities? !
Just now, he was feeling a sense of long-lost pride that his work had won an award, and immediately someone said calmly, "I made a game."
Say it as easily and freely as "I just ate an egg-filled pancake."
Zou Lian stared at the screen of his phone, feeling like he had been beaten into silence by a set of skills.
"I have seen your work and the editing is great. I have also contacted other teams, but I always feel that they don't have the desired effect, but I think you have the ability."
Opposite People are still talking.
Zou Lian took a deep breath and replied word by word:
"Let me ask you, what kind of game did you make?"
"You agreed?"
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"Then take it as your acquiescence."< br>
Su Chengyi was completely unaware that Zou Lian was on the verge of a mental explosion. He quickly turned on the computer, packaged and sent some materials needed for editing.
Zou Lian had already washed up and lay down on the bed, ready to fall asleep after receiving a wave of rainbow farts from the circle of friends.
“Damn.”
A bunch of files were thrown at him, and Zou Lian had no choice but to get up and curse, open the computer and unzip them one by one.
The phone was still ringing, and there were constant likes and comments from WeChat Moments. Zou Lian originally posted in WeChat Moments just to receive these, but at this time, he had no intention of looking at it anymore and turned on mute irritably. model.
While the decompression progress bar was moving forward slowly, he sat in the dark room, staring at the flashing fluorescent computer screen in a daze.
He felt for a moment that he seemed a bit useless.
I obviously don’t want to talk to that guy at all, but every time I get involved in such things inexplicably.
Zou Lian sighed. There was still one last cigarette left in the cigarette case on the table. He took it out and lit it, and smoke filled his body.
Actually, he has been smoking since high school, but he has been hiding it well so no one knows.
Maybe it can’t be said that he hid it well, just because no one would want to supervise these things of his.
Whether it is a very serious mistake like smoking, which is very serious for other students, or something worthy of reward, such as being first in the class, no matter what happens to him, no one will care.
Zou Lian looked at the progress bar on the screen, his expression dim and unclear in the smoke and dim light.
Probably the most tortured thing in the world is to become an old enemy with Su Chengyi.
This guy is like a deus ex machina, a plot killer in the game. Even if you spend all your money to buy an invincible game, you still can't do anything to this real male protagonist who has no health bar.
Every time you think you have achieved some small achievement, and are secretly delighted that you can get some periodic rewards, this guy will suddenly appear on the banner on the public screen, telling the world that he has chopped it down with his bare hands. The devil has finished saving the princess.
What's even more disgusting is that after he's done, he asks you if you want to come to his wedding with the princess. You look down at the "edgeless sword" you just got in your hand, and prepare to wipe your neck with the sword to preserve the last bit of integrity.
At this moment, he raised his finger and easily knocked your edgeless sword away, and then asked you with a confused look why you did this.
Okay, now something more torturous than the most torturous thing in the world has appeared.
——That is, the old enemy you think does not regard you as the old enemy at all.
He is so high up there that he saves all sentient beings. He will show great mercy to you even if he looks at you more than once.
Thinking of this, Zou Lian almost wanted to vomit blood.
God? Buddha? Can someone come and change the script for him?
“Ding dong!”
The prompt sounds and the decompression is completed.
Zou Lian snorted coldly and clicked on the file.
In fact, his mood is quite stable now, after all, it has been so long.
If something like this happened in the past, he would definitely feel jealous, stiff with anxiety, want to bang his head against the wall, or even scream loudly.
A whole dark crawling pathetic character.
And now, he felt a little like he had been influenced by the male protagonist, and he had already joined his subordinates, becoming a shrimp soldier and crab general who was only shown in the finale holding an edgeless sword and shouting to kill.
Actually, it’s not that big of a deal to make a game, right? He can also play small games like stick figures playing badminton, right?
It can be done with a little bit of programming knowledge, so there is no need for such a big reaction.
Su Chengyi is not from the computer department, he is from the law department, and his major is not the right one.
With this self-comfort mentality, Zou Lian clicked on the first video file.
? ? ?
If just now he was silenced by a set of skills, then now Zou Lian feels like he has been stabbed seven or eight hundred times by "chuachachua" in a row. In total, he owes the opponent twenty bars of health. strip.
Is this fucking game created by Su Chengyi?
Zou Lian was completely in disbelief and replied with a look of astonishment:
“This is a game you made???”
“It’s not all me, there is a team "How are you doing? Do you have any ideas?"
Su Chengyi's reply was as calm as ever.
Zou Lian's fingers rested on the keyboard, and he typed a string of garbled characters, sending it out as if to vent his anger.
The next second, he covered his face and sighed deeply.
That’s it, that’s all.
I am too old to fight anymore.
But there is still a chance to fight back, and that is to reject Su Chengyi viciously!
Tell him boldly, me! No! Do!
Can't you? Aren't you the leading actor? Find your own way!
You have nothing to do but summer and spring. Do you think of me at this time?
Zou Lian cursed and typed on the keyboard, preparing to shock Su Chengyi with a little NPC counterattack.
“If not, it doesn’t matter, I will ask again.”
"The work you edited is really interesting. I look forward to the follow-up."
"Congratulations on winning the award."
Unexpectedly, Su Chengyi sent three messages in a row.
Zou Lian was stunned for a long time, looking down at the line of words he had just typed.
“I’m not free, find someone else.”
His finger stayed on the Enter key, but he didn't press it for a long time.
After a long time, Zou Lian threw the burned cigarette butt into a plastic water cup and cursed in a low voice:
“Damn it.”
He filled it again Delete this sentence word for word and rewrite it as:
"Haha, don't blame me if the effect is not good."
After hitting the Enter key, Zou Lian closed the laptop screen with a snap, as if he couldn't face the reality.
“Fuck, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!!!!”
He rolled over and rolled back on the bed, covering his head with the quilt, feeling helpless and furious.
(End of this chapter)