The strongest game production method

Meng Ai looked at the blank projection screen in the meeting room.

He has stared at this large screen countless times, and the screen is rarely empty like this, but is always occupied by data and documents.

Several times he felt like this big screen, the screen was always occupied by data and documents, only occasionally it was empty like this.

When he just graduated, he was very busy as a low-level civil servant, but behind the busyness, he always felt that life was meaningless.

Empty daily life will naturally be filled with tossing.

At the beginning, he just wanted to try to make a small VR interactive game—modeling based on a person’s existing image and sound data, even if he can’t see him in reality again, he can still interact with the virtual world by wearing a headset. He talked about how he was doing recently, what games he played...

The deeper the yearning, the more it is full of innocence.

Before the small game could be made, he met a like-minded partner.

When it moved to the Yizhou University incubator, the company didn't even have a decent conference room.He didn't care, he pulled down the blinds and used it as a big screen, on which he solved technology, planning, money... one after another thorny problems.

The seven-year itch with Aimeng has passed safely, and the dilapidated shutters have been replaced with this pure white curtain in front of him.

But he discovered that the sophisticated schemes developed through these years of experience are actually not rare at all.Hold a few more project establishment meetings and practice in the circle of contacts. As a normal person, you can learn every move and a half.

It is still the innocence and bravery at the beginning, which is relatively rare.

Dare to think, do and speak, without any shyness——

These two people at the door are rare.

"What are you doing? Go vote!" Zou Haiyao just came out of the meeting room next door, and waved in front of his eyes when he entered the door.

Meng Ai recovered and stood up: "I'm the only one left?"

Since the establishment of the company, Meng Ai’s boards can probably circle the earth a few times. The most common things to do every day are the same as the core gameplay of the Sims game.

--choose.

He suddenly remembered a sentence he once read in a psychology book: "Choice is a deliberate desire" (1).

But he didn't want to think about it any further.

……

This time the project approval meeting was longer than before, and the project team of [Respect the Liver] didn't even eat lunch, they just waited until Yu Hanguang and Wei Bo came out.

Seeing that the two of them were neither happy with things nor sad with themselves, they quickly exchanged glances.In the end, it was Liu Leilei who put on an expression of "if the heart is there, the dream is there": "Master, Teacher Wei, it's okay. Anyway, we still have "Lonely Cracking Ice" to hang on to, and start all over again in August... "

Yu Hanguang walked directly to the desk, unscrewed the glass jar full of "annoying stars", dumped it into the wastebasket, and said seriously, "Leilei, where did you hear that we are going to start all over again?"

Wei Bo's eyes slightly curved at the side, with a slight smile: "'99' is over."

"Si Guoyi! Did we turn over that manga?" Liu Yang asked.

"Well, I heard that four votes passed and one abstention." Yu Hanguang lowered his voice.Just now he dragged Wei Bo to Chi Lan to brush his face, but Chi Lan didn't say anything.

The situation suddenly turned 180 degrees, and everyone stuck in place like wooden stakes.

Wei Bo walked around the sluggish wooden stakes and stopped Yu Hanguang's arm: "Leave one for me."

"What do you want this for?"

"As a souvenir." He caught the last light yellow paper star in the jar and put it in his pocket.

Yu Hanguang put the glass jar back on the table and clapped his hands: "It's been hard work recently, next week the company is on spring break, let's relax for a few days. Next, there will be tough battles to fight."

When he first started his business, the small workshop of Aimeng was stuck in game production, and Meng Ai stayed in the office for more than half a month, but there was still nothing he could do.

It was also April at that time, so he proposed that a dozen or so people in the company go to the suburbs for a spring break.

There is no overly enthusiastic tour guide, and there is no routine arrangement of getting in the car, sleeping and getting off the car to take pictures. Everyone is free to move around according to their preferences, blowing hair, drinking tea, and looking for inspiration.

After the company has grown all the way, although there have been many changes, the annual spring break for all employees has been preserved as a tradition.Meng Ai also generously added some materials to the event, encouraging employees to bring their loved ones to enjoy the rare spring in the south of the Yangtze River.

Chi Lan arranged this year's spring break in the Binhai Scenic Area of ​​Wenyang City, with all food and lodging available for travel.Binhai used to be a small fishing village, but it has been developed into a tourist attraction in recent years. It has not yet been poisoned by a large number of grass planting bloggers and internet celebrities.Tiangong has also cooperated with continuous sunny days recently, which is suitable for relaxing in a daze, admiring flowers and inviting the moon.

Wenyang is adjacent to Yizhou, and it takes only three or four hours by bus.Yu Hanguang's work and rest has been disordered recently, and after the successful establishment of the project, he felt relieved a lot. As a result, he didn't take it seriously the night before he set off. Awakened alive by the deadly serial calls.

When he packed his luggage in a hurry and boarded the bus, he found that all the staff had black faces, and their angry eyes shot at him.

The whole company is waiting for him.

Yu Hanguang showed a flattering and helpless smile, ready to find a seat.

But except for the vacant seat next to Meng Ai, the other vacant seats were already filled, so he had no choice but to walk over and said to the lonely family: "Where's Lao Zou?"

Meng Ai took off his sunglasses and pinned it to his neckline, and looked at Yu Hanguang's left face: "He? He's a busy man, and he talked to me well yesterday, but today he had something to do at home, so he went back to Jingzhou."

Although he has a good friendship with the boss, Yu Hanguang still doesn't feel relaxed when he sits at such a close distance in public like this.So he wrapped his shoulders in his arms to hide his embarrassment, and looked back from time to time.

His eyes went through all kinds of winks, smiles, and greetings, and then he fell on a striking figure.

Wei Bo wore a bright but unobtrusive red and black plaid shirt, and was chatting with Qin Haotian. Qin Haotian laughed "hehe" from time to time, and the two of them were about to touch each other.

Qin Haotian arrived early today, and Wei Bo was the only one in the car looking at his mobile phone alone, so he sat in the car naturally.

Wei Bo was looking at his mailbox - he wrote a program for his own use, crawled the popular technical posts on the algorithm forum every day, and packed an email regularly in the morning to send to himself.Qin Haotian tilted his head, smelled a familiar smell, and became excited.

"Meet an old friend in a foreign land, Tie Zi," Qin Haotian patted Wei Bo's back heavily, "Have you studied the black box and white box (2)? Give me a split."

Wei Bo's eyes were also looking forward, as if he was looking for something, but he was so careless that he almost coughed up.

The scene changed in the eyes of Yu Hanguang who was not far away. He rubbed his dark circles, feeling uncomfortable.

——If I knew it earlier, I should have changed my habit of sleeping late.

Yu Hanguang was intermittently thinking about where to buy a regret medicine called "Zaozhi", but he got up too fast, and he was not fully awake yet. When the car started, accompanied by shaking, his eyelids seemed to be glued and stuck together again .

"Beikun Games released a public relations draft for cooperation with "Cang Hai Ling Jing", have you seen it?" Meng Ai put down his phone and asked him.

Yu Hanguang swung his arms round, still holding the backpack, but his head swayed left and right with the car, and a few strands of hair rubbed against the back of the chair, rubbing out various shapes.

Meng Ai couldn't move his eyes, but the mole in the middle of Yu Hanguang's left ear was very close at hand, and it jumped into his sight like a tongue of fire, which made his heart shrink.

He smiled, did not disturb Yu Hanguang's lucid dream, instead lowered his head and continued to send messages to Zou Haiyao: 【You are quite well informed. 】

[Zou Haiyao]: [I was familiar with the name "Canghai Spiritual Realm" a while ago; when I saw that Beikun game, it all matched. 】

[Meng Ai]: [How do you say it? 】

[Zou Haiyao]: [We didn't want "The Spiritual Realm of the Cang Hai", but Bei Kun picked it up.They are gaining momentum, Zhongtian's Fu Mingyue is ready to follow suit. 】

[Meng Ai]: [Zhongtian?Zhongtian Capital? 】

[Zou Haiyao]: [Yes.Fu Mingyue, do you still have an impression?After a while, I will get in touch with Xiao Zheng from the Health and Family Planning Bureau, and we will meet him together. 】

He added: [In addition, I was angry with you last time, Fu and Yang have a good relationship. 】

Yang Ye is not on this bus, do you want to ask after getting off the bus?

Meng Ai closed her eyes, but her brows could not be stretched.

Since it is called "free activities", the spring break activities are really unrestrained and quite free.After everyone checked in at the seaside hotel, they scattered around to play their own things.

As soon as Yu Hanguang dropped his backpack, he took the members of the [Respect the Liver] project team and ate wildly in the hotel.

He just had a full sleep in the car, and now he is sitting alone in the outer garden of the cafe in a daze while everyone is taking a lunch break.

Time also seems to slow down here, like a lazy girl who admires herself in the mirror because she is bored.

The rattan chair feels cool and pleasant to the touch. Yu Hanguang unconsciously reached out to grab a handful, only to feel the breeze playing softly by his hand, and water could be squeezed out when his fingertips touched.The wind was mixed with the smell of flowers and plants, and one could smell it carefully, and the unique fragrance of spring also contained the pungentness of plant juice.

Just like his mood, happy, but also a little stuck in his throat.

Originally, according to Chi Lan's random arrangement, Yu Hanguang wanted to live with Chi Yu, but Chi Yu brought his girlfriend along, and they sprinkled dog food diligently along the way; the rooms in the seaside hotel were all detached, so the two re-booked a room far away from their colleagues. Shi Shi ran away from the villa.

It is really lonely to enjoy the soft bouncy bed alone, so Hua Die called everyone to come to his room for a party in the afternoon while shaking people for lunch in the group chat.

However, as soon as the message was sent, Meng Ai's chat box popped up——

The boss invites a few old employees to go to the general health care in the afternoon, the regular one, and have a drink or two together in the evening.

Meng Ai specially made him and Yang Ye special, and asked them to be present.

The single-person luxury villa is not fragrant in an instant.

Such as knuckles in the throat.

When he was eating just now, he deliberately didn't touch the grilled saury, which was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, for fear of being caught by the fishbone again.

"Let's go?" Meng Ai suddenly shouted at him.

Meng Ai changed into a set of pine green casual sportswear. At a glance, it blended with the tall landscape trees. Yu Hanguang almost couldn't find anyone.

There is no permanent competitor in the workplace, and I will inevitably have to work with Yang Ye in the future—Yu Hanguang stood up from the wicker chair with his arms propped up.

……

"Hiss..." Canghai Lingjing" was snatched away by Bei Kun, Yang Ye, are you familiar with Bei Kun?" Meng Ai asked, struggling.

Yang Ye said indifferently: "Bei Kun's game? I've heard of it. Hey, our circle is so big, and "Cang Hai Ling Jing" is a good seedling in the first place... Alas..."

Hearing Yang Ye's cry, the masseuse quickly explained: "This is a strain point. The bosses are usually busy with work, right? The muscles are more strained, and it will hurt even more when pressed."

Each of them was masked to hide their grinning expressions, and their voices were muffled.The original sharpness of tit-for-tat has been cut off a bit.

"I lost to Han Guang in "The Spiritual Realm of the Cang Hai", and I am convinced."

While sweating profusely, Yu Hanguang was in pain and happy, while thinking about how to fight Yang Ye.

His project team established two games in a row. Except for the Chi Yu who "rebelled" earlier, he didn't even join a colleague from the product group. The company has gossip that the business group and the product group are independent.

He didn't expect Yang Ye to take the initiative to show his favor today, and all the good words he had accumulated were all suppressed for a while.A large section of rhetoric rushed to the mouth, and finally merged into three sonorous and powerful syllables:

"It hurts..."

"Han Guang, you are the back wave," Yang Ye said with a raised tone, as if he had ulterior motives, "But you should also pay attention to keeping it, don't be slapped on the beach by the back wave."

Feeling the pain subside slightly, Yu Hanguang's thoughts became much clearer.

Yang Ye's words are like this massage.

— wanting to be comfortable, but not at all uncomfortable.

As dusk fell, several people ordered a meal in the Chinese restaurant of the hotel, and talked about the past when they started their business.

"At that time, I stayed up for several nights in a row, and I was so tired that I lay on the sofa by the door. When it was over, I was in a daze. I saw a beautiful girl and asked me if this place was Aimeng. Don't say it was a girl. Even if the gods come down to earth, they don't want to shake me awake. I thought, what is love dream? Don't disturb my dream..."

Qin Haotian talked about the place where he got up, raised his hand to reappear the scene, and suddenly said: "Hey? Where's Xiaochi? Hurry up and call Xiaochi here."

"Farewell. I've already asked Chi Lan, she said she's going to exercise without eating to lose weight." Yu Hanguang pouted, "I don't know what happened to Miss Chi today, she seems to be unhappy all the time."

The carnival party in the afternoon didn't work out, he didn't give up until he reached his goal, and moved the time to night.He sent Chi Lan a message just to finish the meal and go for a second time.

In the end, Chi Lan pushed her back directly.

She doesn't want to go to the bureaus of colleagues at the same level, let alone laugh in front of several big bosses.

"Don't guess the girl's mind," Meng Ai raised his glass, "Today, Aimeng 1, 4, 5, and 6 are all here, and I'll take Lao Zou on the 2nd, let's go!"

All the well-known restaurants in the Jiangnan area basically have rice wine brewed with their own secret recipes, and they often have arty names, such as "Gengjin", "Morning Dew", and "Liu Zui".

The signboard of the seaside hotel is called "Forgetting Words". According to the manager of the hotel, a certain Buddhist monk once stayed here for a while, and left a verse of "Ask Yu Heshi, Guer Forgets Words" (3), so the wine got its name. name.

The taste of "Forgotten Words" is more mellow than ordinary rice wine, and a few people were asked to add a wine called nostalgia. Between pushing the cups and changing the cups, everyone drank until the root of their tongues became stiff, and they really couldn't talk anymore, so the banquet broke up .

Yu Hanguang's feet fluttered, but he still remembered the renewal of the stall. He had already sent a message in the group chat, asking everyone to meet at the western restaurant.

When he came to the reserved seat at the western food bar, he found Meng Ai staggeringly following him and sat down beside him.

"I'm not welcome?" Meng Ai blushed.

But his eyes were very bright, looking at the stunned crowd.

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(1) From Michael Allingham's Theory of Choice.

(2) Black box and white box: Black box algorithm and white box algorithm are mainly used for user identification, recommendation and other functions.

(3) From the handwriting of Master Hongyi Li Shutong before his death.

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Opening a new chapter~ Everyone knows which fish you got.