Chapter 40 Mr. An hugs you from left to right
People are all multi-faceted.
Even characters who only exist in legends are no exception.
She wants to restore her "authenticity" and restore the "authenticity" of every side of her.
If we say, after careful selection, secondary processing and creation by their production team, what is finally presented to the players is the "Mu Guiying" in their eyes.
——Then why can’t the players choose their own unique image of this heroine?
The plot of the game may be dead, and the ending of the game may just be some kind of "inevitability" decided by the production team in advance.
But Mu Guiying is not, nor are the remaining seven men, eight tigers, and twenty-one female generals of the Yang family.
It is often said that "there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand readers."
The same applies to the generals of the Yang family.
The same glance passed... Some people first saw the brave and heroic posture of the female generals on horseback and carrying guns, and some people first saw the tragic situation of the Eight Tigers being killed and two of them trapped.
Some people remember Mu Guiying's deep love for licking a calf, and some people remember her wisdom and bravery when she defeated the enemy...
So, why do they, those who play games, have to put Are you forcing your opinion on someone or something to be presented to the player?
Why can't they let players choose the perspective they want to show!
——Don’t worry!
This time she directly wrote all the possibilities that the public loves to see into the plots of different lines!
Choose!
This time she will let the players make their own choices, and she will see how many people can get enough of the five-color silk in the end!
Having figured everything out, Xu Dafa suddenly became enlightened, and his typing speed became faster and faster.
After quickly recording the current new ideas, she hurriedly thought about the only true ending they had planned to set while changing clothes and going downstairs - taking into account the current large number of people Their spiritual needs and their original intention of making this game.
Well, as expected, this shouldn’t be too casual. This still has to be in line with mainstream values.
Otherwise, you will not be able to pass the trial!
Xu Yichi rubs her hands like a fly, and she is very clear in her mind about what she should do and what she should not do, and she will never cause any extravagant trouble to herself or their studio!
…of course.
Except demon spirits like Peak Senior.
——That's not trouble for her old man, that's the God of Wealth in their studio! !
One hundred and fifty!
Just thinking about it made her whole body full of energy and vitality, even getting up early...
No, getting up early is still very painful. This thing is really not comfortable at all. Next.
Thinking of getting up early, Xu Dazao, who had just given himself two ounces of chicken blood, started to slump on the spot. The person who was just full of enthusiasm for work would suddenly turn into a hard-working social beast who works 996 on a daily basis.
She slowly moved out the door with heavy and painful steps, and twenty minutes later, carrying two bags of steaming breakfast, she went upstairs with a clatter like an old plowing cow.
At that time, Bai Miaomiao and Bai Miaomiao had just gotten up and finished washing. When they heard the sound of opening the door, they subconsciously turned their heads and caught sight of Xu Yichi carrying large and small packages. They couldn't help but blinked in surprise.
"Good guy, I read that right, Qingqing, Xiaoyi got up so early today, and even went out and brought us breakfast!" Bai Miaomiao shouted, reaching out to take it The little girl carried the bag in her hand to the dining table and took another look at it. The bag contained two bowls of tofu puffs and a bowl of millet porridge that she liked to drink. The other bag contained the three people's favorite food, such as steamed buns, stuffed cakes and steamed dumplings.
——Not to mention, there is really progress, even Anqing noticed that he ate stuffed cakes and liked vegetable leaves twice as much.
Bai, the only mother in the entire studio, and Miaomiao were filled with joy, while An Qing rubbed her chin and thought about it seriously after hearing this question: "Maybe she is going to meet her idol tomorrow. , This would be too exciting, and I would be full of energy.”
"Hetui! Qingqing, you are full of endless energy." Xu Yichi curled his lips in response. After washing his hands, he couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and shared his dream with the two of them. Her new ideas for the subsequent plot of the game.
Bai Miaomiao, who already had great enthusiasm for this new game, couldn’t help but shine after listening to it.
An Qing, who was usually in charge of game copywriting, didn't even bother to eat now. He casually took a bite of the stuffed pancake, then hurried to the table to turn on the computer and took out the keyboard.
"Okay, Xiao Bai Xiaoyi, you two eat while I quickly code out the details... so that I don't have to forget about it after the inspiration wears off!"
An Qing dove into the document and coded in confusion. Seeing this, Bai Miaomiao rubbed her chin and thought for a moment, then decisively picked up the stuffed cake she had just taken a bite of, and then took her own steamed buns and moved them to the edge of the table.
“You really have to hurry up when inspiration comes, but it’s not cool for you to write on an empty stomach... Otherwise, you write, and I’ll give you something when you have time. Don't be so hungry that your stomach hurts." As she spoke, Bai Miaomiao seriously handed the cake to An Qing's mouth and let her open her mouth to take another bite.
Xu Yichi saw Bai Miaomiao holding a cake and felt that he was choking just eating the cake, so he simply put the box of tofu puffs on the computer table.
So, in the early morning of this day, An Qing, who had multiple jobs, took a sip of tofu bread on one side and a pancake on the other, and unknowingly experienced the pinnacle of life (bushi). ——
And when many major productions reviewed the copywriting details for the second time, they were ruthlessly knocked back to the prototype.
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"Then I will go to Xianqin Store to visit Ms. Lan today - you won't be back for lunch at noon?"
The blood has lasted for more than two days. Comrade Xiao Xu got up early the next day and had packed himself up before half past eight.
Looking at her appearance, Bai Miaomiao didn't know for a moment whether she should sigh, "I'm the only fan to see an idol's efficiency be so horrifying", or despise her, "I've never seen her so active in work on weekdays"; When An Qing, who was immersed in the world of copywriting, heard those words, he rarely pulled his head out of the world of coding, turned his head and glanced at himself carelessly: "How are you going?" < br>
"Take a taxi directly, or check out the guide and take the bus?"
"Uh..." Xu Yichi was stunned when he heard this, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face, "Neither."
"Huh? "
"...Because of that, Taoist Master Jiazi said that he helped pull the thread, and he was also obliged to help to some extent. , so he asked me to send him a message before I go - he will give me a ride when he is free, and he will also help his master bring something to Ms. Lan. "
"Oh!" Bai Miao. Miao shook her eyebrows, "Then this Taoist priest is quite responsible - much more reliable than the old men who run the street stalls downstairs in our house."
"Then... after all, this is a teaching staff with a certificate in hand, so it must be safer to do things!"
Xu Yichi smiled awkwardly and gave a random reason. He was embarrassed to say that in fact, this is most likely because, The "Researcher Yang" they met yesterday was not a serious human being at all!
There are some linkages (bushi) in the back. If you don’t know Lan Xuesheng and those monsters, you can read "Qin Po", a short article written by Diao, which is an intangible cultural heritage. It is similar to this book and is very interesting. Easy to finish
(End of this chapter)