God-level game designer starts with scared crying anchor

Chapter 29 That's Too Much

The chip called in the system mall, and the price reached 30 emotional value, but it seemed so "cheap" among the huge amount of special items with huge prices.

But cheap is cheap for a reason.

Because the use of chips to call, if the timing is not right and the intelligence work is not done well, it will be yourself who will lose in the end.

For example, after selecting a target and calling with chips, Xun Ze rented a huge billboard on a busy street to promote his new game.

The target will also rent billboards for promotion. If the target spends more money because of this, which disrupts the target's plan and causes them to lose money, then Xun Ze will make money.

But if the target's financial resources, resources, and channels are better than Xun Ze's, then they are likely to rent billboards on several streets, or even in multiple cities at the same time to promote.

Just imagine, when there are target billboards in many places, who will pay attention to Xun Ze who only has one billboard?
At that time, Xun Ze's money was spent, but it didn't have any publicity effect. Instead, he assisted the target in a disguised form, and then Xun Ze himself was the one who suffered the blood loss.

After all, you can earn money if you lose it, and it is much more difficult to earn money after spending your emotional value.

Xun Ze did not intend to advertise, he had a better choice, and he had planned this choice a long time ago.

Taking it out now can not only accomplish the original goal, but also drag the wing net into the water to maximize the benefits.

""Legend of Sword and Fairy" is on the right track. I don't need to follow it around the clock. I can spare time to put together the original soundtrack of "Cuphead"."

Thinking of this, Xun Ze dialed Lin Song's mobile phone. He didn't know any bands in Shanghai and needed someone to help him connect.

After one ring, Lin Song's voice came from the phone with a silly smile: "Brother Xun, how are you talking with Editor Liu?"

A question mark floated in Xun Ze's mind, thinking why Brother Lin's laughter sounded weird.

However, he didn't think too much, but said directly: "It's okay. I have a new understanding of the situation at Yiwang, which confirms many conjectures."

"Oh! That's good." Lin Song chuckled, although he didn't know what Liu Yingshi helped Xun Ze find out, but Xun Ze's satisfaction would not be an ambiguous answer.

And even Liu Yingshi would have to spend a lot of energy and even get some favors if she wanted to find out the news.

Being able to do this for Xun Ze, the two seem to be quite entertaining.

Xun Ze didn't know that Lin Song had made up so much in a flash, so he asked, "Brother Lin, I want to find an orchestra to play the music from "Tea Cuphead" and make it into an original soundtrack. Do you have any ideas?" Anything to introduce?"

"That's great. My old man is the head of the orchestra. I'll take you there!"

"Great." Xun Ze really didn't expect Lin Song's father to be the head of the orchestra, which was a surprise.

In fact, it was mainly because Lin Song learned that Xun Ze was an orphan, so when chatting with Xun Ze, he deliberately avoided talking about family members.

Today Xun Ze took the initiative to ask, Lin Song naturally wouldn't hide it.

Lin Song's father, named Lin Dongliang, is in his 60s this year. He fell in love with the saxophone after being exposed to it when he was young.

He is a well-known saxophonist in Shending. Later, as he got older, his lung capacity declined, but he didn't want to give up, so he formed a band called the Heart of the White Shou Orchestra.

Taken from the "Tengwang Pavilion Preface" "When old and strong, would you rather move the heart of the white head? Poor and strong, never fall into the blue sky."

It means that although they are old, their pursuit of music has not rotted.

Lin Dongliang has saved a lot of money from performances for most of his life. Although Lin Song's steampunk game platform does not earn much, his income is higher than that of most white-collar workers.

Therefore, Lin Dongliang's orchestra is not rushing to make money at all, it is equivalent to building a senior activity center for himself.

There are quite a few of his old friends in the orchestra, each with a few students, while cultivating newcomers, performing a few more performances from time to time is very satisfying for him.

However, Lin Dongliang and his old friends are well-known in the circle, and the supply of tickets for each performance is in short supply.

Therefore, the orchestra has never lost money since its establishment.

In the car, after listening to Lin Song's introduction to his father, Xun Ze gave a thumbs up and said, "Uncle Lin is amazing!"

"Indeed. It's just that he was a little harsh on me." Lin Song smiled wryly, as if thinking of some shadow from his childhood.

There is no way, Lin Dongliang originally wanted to train Lin Song to be his successor, but Lin Song didn't have much talent in musical instruments.

Fortunately, no one in Shuilanxing regards the game as some kind of spiritual film, otherwise Lin Song would probably have his leg broken by Lin Dongliang when he founded the steampunk game platform.

But even so, Lin Dongliang would sulk every time he saw Lin Song.

According to what he said, he hated iron but not steel, why did he give birth to such a thing?
While the two were chatting, the car drove into the parking lot of the White Head Heart Orchestra.

If it weren't for Lin Song to lead the way, Xun Ze would only regard this place as a mansion from the previous era, and would not think of the residence of the orchestra.

Lin Song and the security guard at the gate were old acquaintances, so there was no need to check anything. After a few pleasantries, Lin Song walked in with Xun Ze unhindered.

On the walls on both sides of the corridor, there are many photos of the orchestra performing. You can see the magnificent music hall in the photos, and the neat and dignified dresses.

There was also a wide variety of musical instruments, and Xun Ze was convinced that Lin Song did not misunderstand what he said, nor did he come to the wrong place.

Waves of music gradually came to my ears. Although I was still a little unskilled, it was still pleasant.

Following the music, the two came to the practice room. They said it was a practice room, but the area was hundreds of square meters, so it was no problem to hold a small performance.

In the practice room, several young men and women are holding saxophones, clarinets, trumpets and other instruments, practicing a certain piece of music together.

There are two elderly people sitting on chairs beside them, frowning while looking at the score in their hands.

The appearance of one of the old people is like Lin Song with the filter of the elderly, but his imposing manner is much more majestic than Lin Song.

No need to guess, this person is Lin Song's father - Lin Dongliang.

"Stop!" Lin Dongliang said suddenly, causing several young people to stand on the spot as if they had been hit by a spell, not daring to move at all.

"Xiaofu, you still haven't grasped the rhythm well, causing the song to have ups and downs. Although you try your best to save it, people will still hear it. You should..."

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I will quickly improve this aspect." The girl called Xiao Fu hurriedly apologized.

"Little Li..."

Lin Dongliang did not attack the young people present, but logically pointed out everyone's shortcomings and gave corresponding solutions.

It can be seen that Lin Dongliang is not only a good sax player, but also a good teacher in teaching students.

It's just that Lin Dongliang didn't forget to add a sentence at the end: "You are all good boys, you can't waste your talents, otherwise you can only be like my son who doesn't live up to expectations, who gets a game platform and gets angry all day long Half dead."

Several young people just smiled politely, but the old man on the side laughed unabashedly.

"Dad... I'm here! Can you save me some face?" Lin Song said helplessly.

"Oh. You're here..." Lin Dongliang responded angrily, and then saw Xun Ze beside Lin Song, his eyes lit up.

　Go around in circles, ask for tickets, ask for collection, ask for everything~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)