The strongest game production method

Meng Ai's words were so eloquent that Yu Hanguang didn't have time to fully digest them.

There was only one sentence, and he understood it instantly:

What fire, what to do; make, not fire.

On closer inspection, this sentence is not entirely correct.

When iMeng was established seven years ago, virtual reality technology was still immature, the quality of game products was poor, players did not recognize it, and the market was so cold that it was not popular at all.

This in turn blocks the entry of fresh blood.

Back in the day, if a technical fresh graduate joined a mobile game company, he could easily get a monthly salary of [-] to [-], and the year-end bonus was at least six months’ salary as a base.

There used to be a big factory that was jokingly called "16" in the industry. One reason was that the company copied and made up a lot of "masterpieces".

Sharpen ten swords a year.

However, this big factory has a lot of marketing shows and has a high reputation. "16" has an ironic meaning of "first-class in the industry".

Another reason is that if this is the case, the company's per capita year-end bonus can still be as high as 16 months' salary.

No matter who it is, they are not willing to put the money in front of them without making money, and work hard to make thankless VR games.

Without people, there will be no motivation for development, and technology will stagnate even more. Repeating this will form a vicious circle.The entire VR game circle is in disgrace, and many people are thinking about taking jujube pills in the sluggish market.

He swept Meng Ai's desk with his eyes, and there were three white computers, large, medium and small, standing one by one, and several headsets and mobile phones lay quietly beside him.There are even CD players from the early days and small retro wooden speakers, embellishing the desktop together.

There are not many things, and the price is high.

Meng Ai's family has been in business for several generations, and the conditions are not generally good, so he was exposed to these things that lead the trend of technology earlier than his peers. He has become a VR enthusiast since he was in high school.

At that time, he decisively resigned from his glamorous job as a civil servant in the Yizhou Big Data Administration Bureau. Amidst the surprises and doubts of his relatives and friends, he returned to the Yida incubator and established Aimenggame.

And against all odds, do VR.

At the beginning of the business, there were only three people in Aimeng, and they were still unknown.

There is a famous saying in the circle that "a good man brings his own feng shui", and this saying can only be applied to Meng Ai.

In the second year after Aimeng was founded, a hot word suddenly appeared——

Meta universe.

Since then, VR, which is related to the concept of metaverse, has made great efforts in both hardware and software, such as eye tracking, parallax imaging (1) and other key technologies have made major breakthroughs.The frame rate of the visual interface has been greatly reduced, the computer configuration has become more friendly, and low-end machines can also drive the game.

In the past, if players wanted to play VR, they needed to go to a specific game hall, wear a heavy and large helmet, or sit in a shared VR cabin that many people had touched.

Even if the experience is not considered persuasion, it is definitely not enough to be able to Amway when you meet someone.

However, once the new technology is commercialized, lightweight personal headsets, glasses, and handles will soon catch up, and cloud platforms for game aggregation will emerge.

The long drought meets the rain, and the spring rain that falls is as expensive as oil, which can be called metaphysics.

Coming out of Meng Ai's office, these images flashed in Yu Hanguang's mind, and he found that Aimeng seven years ago was really a dark horse of "what to do and what to do".

The first game developed by the company is a sports-type VR shooting game. With the blessing of new technology, the user experience is excellent, and the word-of-mouth explodes instantly.

Yu Hanguang joined Aimeng without hesitation at the early stage of its establishment, of course because of the expensive options and Yida's "Three Musketeers of Xinyuan" gold-lettered signboard; in addition, it is also because of his love for this game.

In the past seven years, Aimeng has grown up in the waves, and has been ups and downs in the Red Sea: the company has a few sports games that are carrying the banner, but they are also enjoying the dividends of the first movers.

Lowering the threshold of software and hardware is actually a double-edged sword.Although it has allowed VR games to be recognized and accepted by more and more players, but also due to the sinking of the market, there are a large number of similar products on the market, and the volume is flying.

Now all companies are red-eyed; just looking at the leopard, there are now dozens of studios competing for shooting games alone.Chamber of secrets, football, archery... More and more projects are stupid follow-up works, which go online quickly and die quickly.

Dark horses will always fade, and it is difficult to keep a business and start a business.

"Whatever you make is not popular," he agreed with both hands and feet.

At this moment, he had just recalled it, and while walking to the work station, he was thinking about the wit in Meng Ai's last two sentences.

Today is the monthly "TGIF" time of Aimeng. Vice President Yang Ye is sharing his experience in making products; Yang Ye, nicknamed "Ye Shen", is capable and popular, and most of the employees go to the big conference room "Listen to the class".

When Yu Hanguang returned to his desk, he unexpectedly found another figure.

Wei Bo has already tidied up his work place, resting his elbows on the table, pinching his chin, and meditating on the computer screen alone with his earphones plugged in.

Being beaten by Meng Ai calmly, Yu Hanguang knew the pros and cons of it, so he didn't go to get angry with Wei Bo.

"Why don't you go to the event?" He took out a cup of coffee from the bag and pushed it in front of Wei Bo, with one palm pressed against the edge of the table and the other on the back of Wei Bo's chair.

He suddenly felt that there was an indescribable... ambiguity in this posture.

"I didn't intend to wait for you to continue the one-on-one fight." Wei Bo took off an earphone and sealed his throat with a sword with a blank expression.

Yu Hanguang's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Seen from his line of sight, Wei Bo has high eyebrows and deep eyes, and his hair can be described as thick. It is slightly loose and spread on his forehead, just like the mist rising from the mountains.The office light flickered in his pale eyeballs, and a bowl of amber came out.

I have to admit that the profile of this person in front of him completely shattered his stereotype of the bald and fat programmer, and most of his anger disappeared at the moment.

He has always disagreed with the view that "we only look at ability and not face at work".

If a person has the ability, he will greatly increase everyone's expectations. He will continue to hone in this expectation and become stronger over time.

But if he looks better, the career path may go more smoothly-because his appearance will greatly increase everyone's tolerance for him.The ability to work is almost meaningless, so forget it.

After all, it is much easier to lower the lower limit of others than to raise your own upper limit.

He was tolerant towards Wei Bo, but on Wei Bo's jawline, which was as sharp as a mountain peak, there were clearly engraved four large characters:

Don't approach strangers.

Wei Bo pushed the coffee and unscrewed the thermos cup: "People who participate in the sharing meeting are most likely not to study, but to rest or socialize effectively. I don't go because I don't need to rest, and I don't need to go Get close to the boss."

He downplayed it, but he was clearly teasing Yu Hanguang's behavior of going to Meng Ai to complain just now.

Why does such a beautiful face have such a choking mouth?

"Okay, you can sit wherever you want, and do whatever you like!" Yu Hanguang said angrily.

"From today on, there is only a pure working relationship between you and me."

"I wish you all a happy cooperation in the future!"

……

The originally subdued anger was rekindled by Wei Bo's few words, and Yu Hanguang didn't sleep well all night.When he opened his eyes the next day, his mind was full of Wei Bo's face of "I just like you and you can't understand me and you can't kill me".

"Wow, what time is it? What's the weather like today?" He shouted in a low voice.

"It's 36:33 a.m. Jingzhou time. Today is expected to be sunny to cloudy during the day, with a maximum temperature of 27 degrees and a minimum temperature of [-] degrees. I wish you a wonderful weekend!"

The bedside AI butler robot "Woerwo" slowly slid over and answered with a sweet and clear voice.At the same time, the central control screen on its chest shows that the air conditioner has automatically adjusted the temperature.

Wo'erwo looks like a typical robot, with pure white robotic arms, a square head, and several induction holes on the head, simulating eyes, nose and mouth, which has a sense of security brought by high technology.

When he first bought a robot, he deliberately avoided the bionic real-life models that are popular among straight men—this kind of bionic robot is white, beautiful, and exquisite—but in his opinion, the robot girls are like the same when they smile. The face was lifeless terror.

He didn't sleep well in the first place, and he was worried that if he woke up at night, Bao Buqi would be frightened by this smile and sleep forever.

Although Yu Hanguang has been in the workplace for more than five years, Yu Hanguang has not yet turned [-]. He is usually busy with work, and his sleep quality depends on weekends for hedging.Therefore, when he was still under the quilt, he would directly order takeaway with his head covered, and he could eat it when he got up.

Forever young, always wake up at noon, always Coke on ice.

Although the temperature in the room was right at this time, he still rolled on the bed for a long time like spreading pancakes, and his head was rolling and swelling like a beaten egg in a pan, and his desire to sleep again was completely defeated.

Waking up early ruins the day.

Yu Hanguang turned over and got out of bed, found some bread and milk in the refrigerator to fill his stomach, stepped on his canvas shoes and was about to go out.

Ever since he came to Yizhou to go to university, whenever he was in a bad mood or he was not so busy on weekends, he always liked to steal half a day's leisure and go to the small hills next to Yuhu Lake.

The territory of Yizhou is half in Yuhu.The lake surrounded by mountains on three sides is like a beauty in the south of the Yangtze River, grabbing the corners of the clothes of the people in a hurry.Whether looking at the waves or drinking hot tea, Yuhu will always make people forget their hard work and future for a short time, because there is no more pleasant life than this.

In addition... a few weeks ago was the death anniversary of his biological mother, so he was so busy that he only took one day off to go back to his hometown and sit quietly in the cemetery for a while.Now that he is free, he really wants to find a place where no one will be disturbed, and digest his recent encounters.

"The brightest star in the night sky/Please illuminate me as I move forward..." Accompanied by the salivating song on the car stereo, Yu Hanguang tapped the accelerator with his toes and slowly drove the car out of the basement.

Nowadays, driverless technology is advanced, and more and more people are keen to let their cars run on the road by themselves. Recently, there have been "shared electric dads" that can be rented short-term; even so, he still enjoys the fun of stepping on the clutch and shifting gears .

His "mount" is a bright red seven-seater SUV.It’s a new day after the rain in Yizhou today, and the summer morning is like a generous philanthropist, spreading the golden sunshine all over the road with a big wave of his hand.This makes the car look like a burning flame, which is very easy to attract people's attention.

Matter is the mirror of spirit. "Attention" is indeed his favorite state:

For coffee, he wants to drink Dirty, which is a tossing method. It is best to freeze the cup for 3 hours in advance.As for the car, he wants to drive a bright and flamboyant manual transmission SUV.At this moment, he even wanted to stick his feet out of the car, and desperately hoped that passers-by could see the trendy brand canvas shoes made by well-known designers.

Yu Hanguang was unwilling to take off this layer of hope, because he didn't know what was covered inside.

Maybe it's... the fear of being alone.

His biological mother passed away very early, and his father was busy with work, so he had little private time to spend with his only son.

When he was in kindergarten, he was completely familiar with the days when he hung the house key around his neck and went to the canteen of his father's unit with a lunch box alone.If there are children who also go to the cafeteria because their parents have no time to take care of them, he will deliberately make a little noise so as to attract them to come and taste the shredded potatoes and braised pork in their respective lunch boxes.

Later, when his father remarried, he went to school with his schoolbag on his back.

He likes campus life from the bottom of his heart, because there are always classmates and friends who can hook up with each other.Download dungeons together, play basketball, and discuss in groups.

After the age of 25, classmates and friends who have a good time, advanced studies, working jobs, married marriages, and even divorced; everyone has devoted themselves to their small lives vigorously, without hesitation.

Taking the summer of the graduation season as the origin, they seem to be parallel lines projected by fate, and it is difficult to meet again.

The familiar loneliness returned to the heart.

Although he didn't have great luck, he never dared to complain about the injustice of the heavens - he didn't have to worry about snacks and clothes, and his stepmother treated him as if he was her own.You can buy new sneakers online with just a flick of your finger; if you want to drink coffee, you can call a takeaway robot to deliver it to you; playing games is even easier, and you can play the name of testing during working hours, and have a good time.

The era is full of technology and efficiency, pushing people forward.The current social norms almost label "loneliness" as a derogatory term, because loneliness is neither in line with efficiency, but also reveals slowness and incompetence.

However, the opposite of this loneliness is not happiness and happiness.

The car screen connected to the mobile phone suddenly lit up, Yu Hanguang pulled back the thoughts of fugue, glanced at [Director Yu] in the caller column, and pressed it off without saying a word.

He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he pulled a girl's braids in the cafeteria, and the girl's parents called "Director Yu" to make a fuss, so he ate his father's fried shredded pork with a belt.

At that time, his father, Yu Qiao, was seconded to the Ministry of Water Resources, and it was rare for him to be able to return to his hometown Lucheng from the capital Jingzhou for a few days a year.Yu Hanguang picked a special day and used a special method to attract his father's special attention.

This was a rare moment of intimacy between him and his father.

Distraught in his heart, he lightly stepped on the accelerator, and the car immediately accelerated with a roar.

The screen lit up again, and the three words on it were replaced with [Teacher Gu].

Teacher Gu, Ms. Gu Shanshan, although he is not his biological mother, he has a better relationship with this stepmother who watched him grow up.

Yu Hanguangren rang five or six times, and finally pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Teacher Gu, how are you doing? What do you want from me?" He quickly switched to a business-like gentle tone.

"Mom is doing well. At noon tomorrow, your Aunt Wang's daughter is getting married. Do you want to go home and have a wedding? It's only a three-hour drive from Yizhou to Lucheng." Ms. Gu said softly.

This is really a coincidence, the daughter of Aunt Wang's family is the one whose hair was pulled by him when he was a child.

"I'm a little busy, so I won't reply." There was no ups and downs in her tone.

——This trick of urging marriage in disguise has long been seen through by his pair of discerning eyes.

"I'm going to give a seminar in Yizhou recently, do you want to bring you something from home?"

"No more."

"Have you eaten the Cabernet Franc you asked us to buy last time?"

"Don't eat..." He continued to be absent-minded, "No, Mr. Gu, it's for my work!"

Why did you mention this all of a sudden!

If Yu Hanguang has any wish recently, it must be that he desperately hopes that the word "red wine" will disappear from the dictionaries all over the world.

"No wonder, I said how could you suddenly enjoy drinking wine." There was a vague laughter from the other end of the phone, "It's not convenient to buy Cabernet Franc, but it's actually your father entrusting an acquaintance..."

Yu Hanguang had a headache for a while: "Mr. Gu, I'm driving now, I've died."

He pressed the screen and felt nothing wrong.

Which of the young people today is not like this?With strangers, you can hold your mobile phone and chat all night, and when you are in front of your relatives, you will turn into a saw-mouthed gourd in seconds.

Unexpectedly, the phone screen turned on again, Yu Hanguang was so focused on the road, he picked it up without even looking at it: "Mr. Gu, I wasn't..."

"Hello? Is it Master? I, Lei Lei."

Only then did he see the caller ID - Liu Leilei from the Marketing Operations Team.

Liu Leilei said: "The VR secret room project we are on... The media has leaked some scandals. Master, can you come to the company? Let's discuss what to do."

Yu Hanguang's head hurt even more.

When he was still in college, a notorious 996 working system prevailed in the Internet industry.Later, there were several vicious incidents in which employees died suddenly due to high workloads. 996 was met with massive boycotts, and the government issued policy guidance, so the 996 work system gradually disappeared.

But the biggest feature of the Internet is that it never sleeps. When these people have to work overtime, they can't hide even if they want to.

Yu Hanguang just felt that this week was really magical——

I had a big event with someone on weekdays; on weekends, I slept until the sun was up, and the work group was as quiet as a chicken; today I finally came out for a walk, but I was forced to go back to the company to work overtime.

"Get up early and ruin the day" is correct from various perspectives.

"Master, if it's inconvenient for you, it's fine if you don't come, let's talk on IM. Ye God has called me to discuss it now, just wait for me for a while."

Liu Leilei is usually in charge of social media, speaks accurately and smoothly, and is very understanding.

He rested his elbow on the half-open car window, and with the other hand on the steering wheel, his fingers subconsciously tapped on it.

How big of a deal is it? On the big weekend, Yang Ye, a vice president, is involved?

There were not many vehicles on the road on the weekend, Yu Hanguang glanced at the rearview mirror, and decisively hit the steering wheel to death.

The red SUV overturned, like a sharp arrow with fire, and drove towards the company.

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(1) Eye tracking and parallax imaging: Both are relatively important technologies in VR, and they are the key to the spatial perception of images in the human brain.

Because of the needs of the plot, it involves some technical and business knowledge, I try my best not to affect everyone's reading experience, if you don't like it, you can skip it

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