pinnacle game producer

Chapter 12 What is this magical unfolding?

The lights were on in the studio, and the door was open, so there was no doubt that someone was working overtime.

It is said that the original boss here ran away because of the failure of the game production, and the employees also left.

As it stands now, the studio is still operating.Is it a new owner?

"Marshmallow is relatively timid, and usually hides when it sees strangers. At most, it walks in the corridor, and it is unlikely to run inside?" The baby face stood by the glass door, feeling anxious, "If it really Running inside, I went in to find the cat, it will definitely affect people's overtime work..."

After struggling for a while, Babyface made a decision: "First take a peek at Mimi to see if the marshmallow is inside."

She looked up like a thief, but was stunned by the scene in front of her, and her chin hit her foot.

Marshmallow, who has always been timid, is actually on the lap of a strange man, being rubbed over and over again without any resistance!

He also used his front feet to hold the edge of the table to watch others play games!
The baby's face was sour.

Marshmallow, I usually shovel shit and smooth hair, but now you are so kind to a stranger!

After labeling Wang Jian as "mysterious" in his heart, the baby face took a breath and gently knocked on the door frame: "Hello..."

Wang Jian heard this soft voice, hey, there is a girl with a tender face standing at the door, looking a little nervous.

Babyface quickly explained the purpose of coming: "I'm here to find Marshmallow. Oh, Marshmallow is the cat in your arms. I'm sorry to cause you trouble..."

Wang Jian was a little embarrassed, he had to apologize to himself after touching his cat, he was really sorry.

He hurriedly said, "No, no... Cotton Candy is very well-behaved and doesn't cause trouble at all."

Marshmallow seemed to be a little happy "meow", and the baby's face also had a sense of joy and pride, smiling so hard that the teeth could not see, and a cute little dimple appeared on the face.

"Actually, I should be the one thanking you. Do you want to sit for a while?" Wang Jian picked up the marshmallow and put it on the ground, and enthusiastically poured a glass of water from the kettle.

The kettle is also a worthless legacy left by the original studio. Wang Jian took it out to make coffee when he was working overtime these days.

Babyface was also somewhat curious about Wang Jian, who had a good relationship with Cotton Candy, so he sat down along the way and started talking with Wang Jian.

Through chatting, Wang Jian learned that Babyface's name is Huang Xing, and he is an editor of Asuka Culture Media.

Feiniao Reading, operated by Feiniao Culture Media, is a small platform focusing on women's novels, and most of the editors in it are soft girls.

They took turns taking care of Marshmallow, and Huang Xing was in charge this month.

"Marshmallow is very timid. I have never seen it so close to a stranger. I took care of it for half a month before becoming close relatives." Huang Xing looked at the cotton that jumped back to Wang Jian's lap. Sugar, said enviously.

Wang Jian smiled and scratched Marshmallow's chin, making it roll: "Maybe I am more attractive to small animals."

Huang Xing asked curiously: "By the way, I heard that the boss of your studio didn't run away? Why did you stay?"

Wang Jiandao: "Well, the previous boss transferred the studio to me. In fact, there is another employee besides me."

Huang Xing stuck out her tongue in fright: "I really didn't see it."

She didn't ask any more questions.

"By the way, are you busy now? I want to ask you for a little favor." Wang Jian suddenly remembered, didn't he think about finding someone to try it out before?Isn't there someone ready-made right now.

Just let Huang Xing come to experience whether "The Devil" is fun and interesting.

Although he is very confident in the fun of "The Devil", if some players tell their feelings before it goes on the shelves, he will be more confident.

Huang Xing blinked: "No, what's wrong?"

Wang Jian explained: "Our studio has just finished producing a new game in the past few days. I want you to try it and tell us about your feelings."

Huang Xing had a dazed expression on her face, as if she was about to say something, but swallowed it back.

Did she hear it right?

Recently?Just finished?

Even if she doesn't know much about game production, she also knows how unscientific it is for a game to have such a short production cycle.

Especially as Wang Jian said before, there are only him and another employee in the current studio.

But in the chat with Wang Jian, she felt that Wang Jian didn't seem like the kind of person who brags indiscriminately.

Huang Xing couldn't imagine what kind of game it was, so she said doubtfully, "Uh, let me try..."

So Wang Jian asked for Huang Xing's mobile phone, connected it to the computer, and transferred a file package of tens of megabytes to it.

Installed.

Huang Xing looked at the newly added icon on his phone, it was the head portrait of a young boy with a calm expression, and he looked a little handsome.

"The devil hid the holy sword from the brave man? This name has the feeling of a light novel in Sakura Country."

Huang Xing's job as an editor subconsciously reminded her of novels.

"If it's the title of a novel, the name is quite attractive. The devil and the brave exist in conflict and opposition. The devil hides the holy sword so that the brave can't hurt him? But the devil doesn't directly deal with the brave. Like the brave, but the brave don't know, love each other and kill each other?"

It has to be said that people who are engaged in writing work have big brains.

With just a title, Huang Xing came up with a [-]-word outline of a fantasy BL novel.

Click on the game, and a small cutscene animation appears.

The scene is in the palace, a skeleton face wearing armor, a gay purple robe, and "Devil King" printed on his chest is waiting for something in front of the throne.

Then the bgm sounded, the solemn trumpet sound, the cheerful electronic organ and the funny flute sound appeared alternately, with a serious and a little bit of seriousness.

A teenager wearing a headscarf with the word "Yong" appeared, and a text box popped up below.

"Devil King. I have finally come here! I want to defeat you!"

Needless to say, this calm boy is a brave man.

Huang Xing's doubts were a little relieved. It turned out that this was a word game, and it was possible to finish it within a few days.

Even so, the production time is still too short, can the quality of the game be guaranteed?
And now that word games have long since declined, making word games... I'm afraid there is no future.

She has also played some love word games before, but the pictures are very beautiful, and the script is also warm and touching.

In contrast, the art of "The Devil" is too simple, exuding a breath of poverty.

For example, when a brave man attacks the devil king, the image of the brave man is shifted to the side of the devil king and then back again, and his expressions and movements remain unchanged.

You don't know what's going on without reading the text in the text box below.

It simply subverted her impression of the exquisite production of word games.

Keep looking down.

The brave man's sword was broken on the armor of the demon king, so the demon king told the brave man that he could only defeat him if he collected all the holy swords, and threw the brave man into a trial space to find the holy sword.

Huang Xing couldn't help but want to complain, what kind of magical unfolding is this!
(End of this chapter)