The strongest game production method

"Mr. Wei, what's your opinion on video advertising?"

Yu Hanguang racked his brains and finally thought of a serious and easy topic.

"The video advertisement is just to test the famous slogan - your time is very valuable." Wei Bo said.

"It's not just video ads. In fact, all online ads are attention businesses. Merchants get users' attention, and platforms attract users and earn income. Everyone gets what they need."

Wei Bo loves work, but he is not the same as a technical man who writes codes. He regards work as a career rather than a profession.Therefore, when it comes to daily topics, he still knows little things, and when he chats, he is more excited than usual.

"It's just not fair to users. If you want to skip the advertisement, you have to pay, and the time is deprived by the merchant and the platform. You saw it in the infusion room just now."

Seeing Yu Hanguang looking at him in a daze, Wei Bo emphasized his tone: "The same is true of the video advertisements interspersed in the game, and it has become more and more serious in the past few years. It is unrealistic to ignore the advertisements completely."

What Wei Bo was talking about was "The Lonely Gallbladder Cracks the Ice".

At the project review meeting years ago, Yang Ye pointed out the commercialization problem of "Lonely Cracking Ice" straight to the point when facing the "death smile" curve:

Because of the conservative attitude of the two of them, the game actually has fewer advertisements than competing products on the market.Although it has received likes from players, the praise cannot be turned into a waste of money after all, and the revenue data of "Cracked Ice" is not good after all.

Yu Hanguang sighed softly: "Existence is reasonable, and many people's time is still worthless."

Wei Bo said: "Actually, they have the mentality of 'everyone is here'."

The two had a good chat at first, but the words "I'm here" suddenly touched Yu Hanguang's unhappy nerve for some reason.

He stared straight at Wei Bo, and blurted out angrily: "Just like your mentality last night? Are you here?"

Yu Hanguang said that he had no intentions, and there was nothing wrong with his words; but when they entered Wei Bo's ears, they twisted and turned ambiguously, and turned over several times in his heart.

"..." He really couldn't answer those words.

Fortunately, a few light coughs came from the side, which relieved him.

A lady stood at the door of the ward with a smile, looking around the ward with a cough.

Her black high-heeled shoes moved a few centimeters, making a little noise.The black skirt of the same color as the shoes hangs neatly under the knees, and you can tell that it is a high-end and comfortable fabric without touching it.The neck and face exposed between the black skirt are extremely white, and the whiteness shows a kind of evenness and clarity of "regular work and rest, careful maintenance".

If a person is too delicate and elegant, others will unconsciously keep a distance and only want to watch from a distance.

"Teacher Gu..." Yu Hanguang shrunk his neck back, and held the coffee on the bedside with his uninjected hand, "Did you come from Lucheng?"

"I have a meeting at Yida tomorrow. Your father and I didn't sleep well last night. He insisted on asking me to come over and have a look."

Gu Shanshan's shiny black hair was bundled up from side to side and tied neatly behind her ears, hiding her messy hair and age properly.The sticky Jiangnan Mandarin, paired with her dress, is even more stylish: "But I came here in a hurry today, and I didn't bring anything. I'm staying at the hostel of your school. How about this? I'll tell the hostel that I want a bowl of chicken soup for me Come here. If you want to eat anything else, tell your mother."

She took out her mobile phone to send a message, and then looked down at Yu Hanguang distressedly: "Although you can hire a nurse, it's still inconvenient. You are alone, what can you do these days?"

"No, really no, I have food and drink here." Yu Hanguang drank coffee tactically, while looking at Wei Bo, his eyes were full of common hatred, "I have colleagues to take care of me, don't worry."

Gu Shanshan followed his gaze, her originally relaxed body suddenly stood upright, and even her skirt showed the vigor of being in tune.

She looked at Wei Bo and smiled even wider: "Young man, I'm sorry to trouble you. Don't know how to address him yet?"

Knowing Gu Shanshan's identity, Wei Bo hurriedly said: "No trouble. My surname is Wei, and the guard is Wei, Wei Bo. Han Guang and I are...work partners. We are busy with projects recently, so it is convenient to communicate when we come to the hospital."

Gu Shanshan's eyes swept back and forth on his face like radar, and she changed the subject, as gentle as if she was comforting a frightened kitten: "Xiaowei, how old are you?"

"...28."

"28, it's as big as Han Guang. Where are you from, Xiao Wei?"

"...Lingshui people, Lingshui is close to Jingzhou."

"I know about Lingshui. I passed by on a business trip. When is your birthday, Xiao Wei?"

"... July 2st."

"Ah, that's Aquarius Pisces, a good day for the junction; Aquarius has a quick mind, and Pisces emphasizes feelings. Our Hanguang's birthday is also a junction, Libra and Scorpio..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Yu Hanguang suddenly choked on the coffee, and he didn't care about his image, so he raised his sleeve to wipe his mouth.

Although he lived in school since high school, and worked and settled in other places after graduation, he and Gu Shanshan lived in a friendly relationship for more than ten years——

I have never heard that my stepmother, who is obsessed with academics and reads papers every day to apply for funds, is actually a hidden constellation expert.

This ward was once the office of the census, and at the same time it became the live broadcast room of the fortune-telling blogger.

But he couldn't tell what was weird, so he put down his coffee, calmed down his complicated thoughts, and respectfully issued an order to evict Gu Shanshan: "Mr. Gu, the company's project is in a hurry, and Wei Bo and I still have work to discuss."

"You guys are busy... tell me what you want to eat and drink." Gu Shanshan was a little disappointed, still standing by the bed.

Yu Hanguang was stunned for a moment, and a calculated smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "I remember all the dishes served by Yida. I remember them well. I will send the menu to your mobile phone later. Can you send it to us?"

The word "we" was specially emphasized by him.

He looked forward again: "Bring another bowl of Yangchun noodles from the No. 100 window of the No. [-] canteen? After going out of the guest house, turn right and walk [-] meters to the No. [-] canteen. After graduation, I never ate the noodles there again, and I kept thinking about it." Take a bite."

Gu Shanshan said happily: "I'll call a food delivery service, and I'll deliver it together later. Then mother will go back first, so I won't bother you and Xiaowei."

Amidst Yu Hanguang's longing expression and Wei Bo's innocent expression, her skirt swayed slightly, and she walked out the door gracefully.

The takeaway was quickly delivered to the ward.

Yu Hanguang filtered out the light noodle soup and poured the chicken soup into the Yangchun noodles.

Yellow oily flowers float on plain noodles, chopped green onion ripples on the side of the bowl, and the fresh fragrance turns into wisps of white mist, quickly dispersing in the air.

"The second canteen of our school makes handmade noodles. Yangchun noodles are the simplest and cleanest, but the most delicious. The taste is very tough, no matter how soaked it will not be lumpy." He recalled that he rushed to the canteen after taking four professional classes in a row just for this. In the scene of bowl noodles, there is a smile on the eyebrows and eyes.

He opened three lunch boxes one by one, removed the chopsticks and handed them to Wei Bo: "Which topping do you want?"

Wei Bo took the chopsticks, but didn't move.

He thought soup was soup, vegetables were vegetables, and noodles were noodles, but he didn't expect to use them as toppings; as a northerner, he felt fresh for a while.

But the table full of soup and water in front of him was simply what Yu Hanguang wished for.

In front of Ms. Gu, this man even dragged himself into the water.

"I didn't say to eat these."

Yu Hanguang knew that he disliked integrity, so he leaned forward:

"I'll give you a make-up birthday too."

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Witty Ms. Gu: Let me put together a horoscope first.