Chapter 59 Golden Keyboard Award
When George heard that Qin Shaoyan wanted to win an award of his own, he didn't react for a while.
“You want to get a prize yourself?”
“That’s right.” Qin Shaoyan thought for a moment and smoothed over his thoughts, “Hey, I’m really a genius.”
Waiting for an award may not guarantee that you will get an award. Even if you are qualified for an award, you still don’t know how long it will take to wait?
So, why not do it all in one step.
Just create an award yourself and award it to yourself.
Would that be complete?
The plan works!
“We should create a new award.” Qin Shaoyan looked at George seriously, “The game industry has a Golden Joystick Award, so let’s create a Golden Keyboard Award.”
"Are you crazy?" George felt that Qin Shaoyan must have been drunk.
"I will come out to make the selection first this time. You don't have to choose yet. I will give Half-Life 2 next year. This arrangement should be reasonable." Qin Shaoyan said eloquently, "Let's set up a selection committee."< br>
"Gabor and George are going to come in as judges, and then call Bram Cohen and let him have his name."
Qin Shaoyan thought about it and felt that the number of people was still small. And his reputation was not enough, so he suddenly looked up at George, "Who else do you know in the game industry?"
George looked horrified, "What are you going to do?"
Qin Shaoyan said to himself: "Send them an email to ask. If they don't object, name them in the selection committee. They don't have to attend."
"Name Gabour when awarding awards. Come on, you need a trophy, a gold-plated keyboard, and a certificate, it should be about the same.”
“There are also several similar awards, such as best design, best music, most popular game, and best story. , Best Action, and two more nominations for each award, with a bonus of about $100,000."
"Then there will be a Golden Mouse Award to select the worst game."
Looking at Qin Shaoyan’s appearance, George was stunned for a long time and asked tentatively: “John, are you serious?”
"Of course, I'm serious." Qin Shaoyan's eyes shone, "George, don't you think this is cool?"
George thought for a moment, "It's cool, but it doesn't sound too serious... ..."
"It doesn't matter, I'm just going to do it for one or two years anyway," Qin Shaoyan said with a smile, "The purpose of the game is to have fun."
George felt that this was true. If John wants to do it, just do it, just think of it as a prank.
This proposal also aroused G Fat's interest. The next day he personally sent an email to the producers he knew, asking them if they were willing to have some fun.
Valve employees also responded positively and voluntarily participated in the preparations for the "Golden Keyboard Award" award ceremony.
A craftsman master bought a keyboard, sprayed it with gold paint, and engraved "PCgame NO1!" on it
Qin Shaoyan thought it was too immodest, so he asked the craftsman to Added "China" in front.
The trophy is also purely handmade. Fatty G made a small valve as the base and welded a ball on it. He also disliked the fact that it was bare and unsightly, so he added two wings.
Finally, the craftsman welded a sign on the base of the trophy and wrote "Plants vs. Zombies".
Just like that, the trophies, prizes and certificates were all collected.
A group of people gathered together with smiles on their faces and watched Fatty G stuffing the trophy certificate into Qin Shaoyan's arms.
Well, it’s very perfunctory and very sloppy.
Qin Shaoyan didn't care and just made do with it.
A pheasant prize, what kind of bicycle do you want?
Of course, taking group photos is indispensable.
……
Yanjing, near Zhongguancun.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the door of Sentinel Technology Co., Ltd. was opened.
As soon as Hong Fei pushed open the glass door and stepped in, a dark wind blew over him, making him shiver all over. "Fuck." Hong Fei quickly put on a long-sleeved shirt and felt a little better.
Although I said that Yanjing will not be so hot on October 1, but now that I have entered the company, I feel like a cold palace, and the coldness penetrates people.
I have been in the company for almost two months. Everything is fine here, but I always feel something is wrong in this office.
When I work overtime at night, I always feel a chill behind me, and there are always strange sounds in the middle of the night.
In Internet companies, it is common to stay up late and work overtime.
Logically speaking, there are several young men in the company, so they have nothing to fear.
But they are always a little suspicious, and they don’t dare to stay too much at night recently. They all leave when they get off work.
The boss is not at home now, and there is not much work in the company, and Hong Fei is not willing to spend time here.
Hong Fei frowned when he thought of this. Mr. Qin said he was going to the United States to find a publisher. He had been gone for more than a month.
There was no news in the meantime. People in the company gradually became unstable, and several young men were not in a good state.
Hong Fei has also begun to wonder in the past two days, is Mr. Qin running away because he owes money?
Although the company has been paying wages on time, the finance department has privately told Hong Fei that the company seems to be running out of money.
The company's funds were tight and the boss was nowhere to be seen, so Hong Fei felt a little panicked.
Just when Hong Fei was distracted, two programmers from the campus network walked in carrying breakfast, and their muttering voices came over.
“I heard the aunt on the street said that this place was originally a haunted house.”
"Ah, you can't?"
"Why can't you? Auntie said everyone around here knows that there has been a murder case here, and seven or eight members of the family died here, and they were still quartered."
< br>"Fuck! This, this..." Xu Lei was startled and froze on the spot. "I asked why I feel weird at night."
"Me too." Li Le said with some fear, "I was stupid enough to work the night shift here before. I heard that This is going to scare me to death.”
“No.” Xu Lei was a little panicked, “How can the boss rent a haunted house as an office?”
"What else could be the reason?" Li Le sighed, "It's cheap. I couldn't rent it out here before. The boss paid several thousand yuan a month to rent it. Otherwise, in this location, I wouldn't be able to rent it for less than 20,000 to 30,000 yuan."
"Then what are we going to do next?" Xu Lei trembled, "Why are you working the night shift?"
The two were chatting animatedly when Chen Guangxia came over and said, "What are you two talking nonsense about? Hurry back and change it." BUG! "
"Okay, Brother Chen." The two hurried back to their workstations and checked the backend error records while having breakfast.
Chen Guangxia walked to Hong Fei's side and coughed, "Teacher Hong, is there any news from Mr. Qin recently?"
"No." Hong Fei shook his head, and then asked, "Did he call you?"
"No." Chen Guangxia frowned and said, "I wonder what happened to Mr. Qin in the United States. "Why is there no movement at all?"
Hong Fei held the water cup and said nothing.
"Teacher Hong, let me tell you something." Chen Guangxia said seriously, "It's time to expand the campus network server, but there is no money in the account."
"Huh?!" Hong Fei was startled, "What's going on?"
Chen Guangxia coughed and seemed to hesitate to speak.
"Well, Teacher Hong..."
Before Chen Guangxia finished speaking, Hong Fei's cell phone rang.
Hong Fei was overjoyed when he saw the number, "It's Mr. Qin!"
(End of this chapter)