The strongest game production method

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"What a mess, it's a scam!" Liu Yang put away the selfie stick, a dissatisfaction flashed on his face.

He simply turned around and muttered to everyone in a low voice: "After Sister Chi left, the company's spring break has become more and more hip! Look at Brother Lu, what's going on here?"

This year's spring break, several executives of the company were busy with new business and had no plans to participate, so Lu Shaobai initiated a vote, guiding everyone to choose the newly opened movie theme park in Chongzhou.

He has his own plan - he can temporarily stay away from Yizhou, where there are countless undercurrents, and Chongzhou is the place where he used to work, which is familiar and easy to handle.

Unexpectedly, when they came to this theme park, the group of Aimeng felt that they had encountered voting fraud.

"Popular" and "interesting" are often not the best of both worlds.

The so-called theme parks in China actually have nothing to do with "themes". They are all-encompassing at best, and chaotic at worst. They have only one purpose: to earn as much RMB as possible from the people.

The same is true of this movie theme park in Chongzhou, not to mention movies, from cartoon characters to folk culture stories, none of them are left behind.

Vulgar, perfunctory.

Liu Yang was walking backwards, recording videos while walking, and bumped into a group of parade floats unexpectedly.The float was spraying low-quality white smoke, and there were warriors holding lightsabers, students from magic schools riding brooms, and occasionally a few beauties in palace costumes in flowerpot bottoms.

Liu Leilei's tone was indescribable: "Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf. There is no gold, wood, water or fire here, and there is no birth and death..."

"What do you mean?" Chi Yu, who just got bored with his girlfriend for a while, suddenly asked.

"Only dirt and ugliness." Wei Bo clenched his fists to cover his mouth, and a smile flashed in the corner of his eyes.

He glanced blandly at the crudely made sculptures around him - he didn't mind such an earthy spring outing.

As he said, a thousand cities have the same scenery; when you come out to play, the most important thing is the people and the heart.

Liu Leilei sighed again for a while: "What's the situation this year, it's fine to make the spring break like this, and no one came..."

"I miss Master..." Liu Yang exaggeratedly looked at the sky with tears in his eyes.

"You'd better think about how to do a good job on the commercial platform first." Wei Bo said, "Take it easy and don't embarrass your master, he laid the foundation with great difficulty."

Yu Hanguang put all his heart on the hardware.After Zhou Xiaosheng left, he interviewed more than a dozen candidates, but he always felt something was wrong, so he simply suspended the headcount of this position, and delegated the affairs at hand to the old folks of [Do first and respect].

Butterfly is trying to maintain the balance of the business group, product group and technology group, and the cake is evenly divided: Chi Yu is in charge of "Lonely Cracking Ice", and Liu Leilei is in charge of "Your 99 Stories" and other business group chores. The commercialization platform was handed over to Liu Yang, a social bully, while Zhang Jiahao watched all the technical issues from behind.

Of course, all of this is taken care of by their Teacher Wei.

When I go out to play, I am most afraid of mentioning work. Liu Yang choked up when he heard the words, and immediately feigned grief and anger: "Mr. Wei, do you only have work in your heart? Don't you miss Master?"

Now it was Wei Bo's turn to choke.

……

Although the hardware of the park is shoddy, it is obsessed with carrying out the word "theme" to the end, and even the hotels in it have touched a piece of porcelain.Not only that, but the hotel also uses the blind box gimmick - each room has a different theme and IP, and guests will only know it when they enter the door.

Wei Bo ate some casual dinner in the restaurant of the hotel, then swiped his room card and entered the door.As soon as he put down his backpack and umbrella, he was caught by a pair of regular script on the wall:

[The sound of the rain is gurgling, like living by the stream.

I'd rather it rained every day,

Thought you didn't come because of the rain. 】(1)

The light is a little weak, like old moonlight.

He looked around in this warm yellow. This is a Republic of China-themed suite, and the entire wall is replaced by a bay window.

The window is facing the river, and there are many cherry willows on both sides of the river, with red flowers on one side and green leaves on the other side; if you look closely, there are some ribbons and colored lights wrapped around the treetops, which is quite unique.

A rattan mat is spread in front of the screen, and two small mahogany tables stand quietly on the left and right.Wei Bo seems to have seen this arrangement in a famous director's movie - in the movie, a female spy who fell in love with a big man|traitor leaned on her sweetheart with complicated emotions at the small coffee table.

The righteousness of the nation and the love of her children have already torn her apart, but her dark green cheongsam was only slightly wrinkled.

He has worked with Yu Hanguang for two years, according to his idea, anyway, it will not arouse the suspicion of his colleagues, and naturally they have to live together during the spring break.But Yu Hanguang was dragged by Meng Ai to stay in the factory, Chi Yu and Zhang Jiahao both brought girlfriends, he had no choice but to share a room with Liu Yang, who "has been chasing girls and has never been single".

Also spelled out this blind box of the Republic of China.

Liu Yang is also a wonderful person. After spending a long time in the theme park, he found it boring. He quickly found a college classmate who works in Chongzhou, and set up a night club to watch the ball together. He made it clear that he didn't want to disturb Teacher Wei who was always nagging about work. .

So now only Wei Bo is left sitting in front of the screen, staring at the hanging paintings in a daze.

The gurgling rain outside the window urges the spring buds that have not emerged in the soil; the petals and leaves fall down and hang on the river.In the eyes of ordinary people, this ethereal and somewhat dreamy scene, in his eyes, is nothing but chaos.

If people don't come, I don't know if the heart is still there.

Suddenly a message came from the IM, Wei Bo was full of joy, and immediately unlocked the phone screen.

There is one more disappointed person in this city.

[Liu Leilei]: [Teacher Wei, the outline of the customized part of "The New Land", help me to see it? 】

"TheNewLand: Life on a Deserted Island from Zero" is a new variety show prepared by Lian Chang, who has already finalized a cooperation plan with Aimeng.Liu Leilei is currently in charge of the project team's large and small affairs. Recently, she has basically contracted the company's last off-duty quota, and she has not been idle even this holiday.

Weibo frowned.

——It's not that he doesn't want to watch it, it's that he's not good at it, and besides, he's really not in the mood today.

[Teacher Wei]: [Leilei, today is on vacation. 】

[Liu Leilei]: [I want to work quietly, and then kill everyone.Smile.jpg]

[Teacher Wei]: [... I am not professional in planning and copywriting, so I will send it to your master. 】

[Liu Leilei]: [Ah, the master told me to send it to you, Mr. Wei, anyway, you are going to be on the show, so you won't suffer a loss if you familiarize yourself with it in advance, and I will also give some advice from the perspective of a bystander. 】

[Teacher Wei]: [How did you know I was going to participate in a variety show? 】

[Liu Leilei]: [Master said, naughty.jpg]

[Teacher Wei]: [He even told you this? 】

[Liu Leilei]: [Yes, master and me, who is with whom!Master also said that you are FF, he wants to be your manager and guarantee your variety show debut]

[Liu Leilei withdraws a message]

The phone screen has not been turned off, and he has accurately captured the two withdrawn letters.

FF?

[FF is so sweet]? !

The bay window glass was wet with rain and foggy.But his depression dissipated, so he took out the computer from his backpack.

After all, I have to manage several projects at hand, and I have to start preparing for a new copy of "99".

After all, the heart is still there.

It's fine when he's free, but when he starts working, Wei Bo's "foolishness" is undoubtedly revealed.After sitting cross-legged for nearly an hour, I felt tired from the bottom of my feet to the top of my head.

He rubbed his sore tiger's mouth, saw a faint light shining outside, looking for an opportunity, he directly pierced people's eyes.

It seemed to be on only for him.

He got up and opened the bay window, only to see the small colored lights constantly flickering, illuminating the rain from time to time, casting sparkling spots on the river water, making the spring night even more serene.

……

"Ding-dong-"

Wei Bo thought it was an auditory hallucination caused by the mixed sound of rain and water, so he took off his glasses, moved his neck left and right, and continued to stare at the logic editor of the new copy.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-"

"Ding dong ding dong ding dong-"

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

At first it was a respectful doorbell, but in the end it turned into an impatient knock on the door; in a trance, Wei Bo wondered if there was also a book in the park, and the wild fox in the forest became a spirit.

Curiosity urged him to stand up.

The glasses slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground with a "slap".

The person at the door seemed to have just moved bricks from the construction site, and then accidentally fell into some muddy pond and rolled around—the watery hair collapsed all the way to the bottom of the eyebrows, and the water droplets from the temples gathered into threads, flowing down the neck lie.The backpack on his shoulders and the long camel-colored windbreaker were dripping with water droplets of different sizes, and the hem of the windbreaker was also splashed with gray-yellow mud spots; a pair of Martin boots were even covered in mud, and the original color could not be seen clearly.

The wind and dust at this moment is better than all the exquisite and gorgeous moments.

Wei Bo recovered from the shock, regardless of whether it was a clay figurine or a dirty bag in front of him, he rushed over and threw himself into his arms.

He carefully stroked every inch of texture on Yu Hanguang's face with his palm, to the throbbing, warm neck, and then to the tender spine, wishing to rub the man in front of him into the bone marrow.

"Take it easy, bro! Take it easy!" Yu Hanguang reached behind his back to touch the doorknob, "Murder... murdered my husband!"

"Why did you come here without saying anything?" Wei Bo kicked the door lightly and closed the door, hoarse, humming a long smile.

He likes to hear Yu Hanguang call him brother.

The root of the tongue and the palate touch lightly, the syllables are solid, but the airflow out of the mouth is gentle.

as he wishes.

"Ask knowingly." Yu Hanguang said.

Wei Bo's arm gradually loosened, and the two parted reluctantly.

Yu Hanguang took off his dirty windbreaker and hung it in the closet, pretending to be suspicious, he elongated his tone: "You are so straight and straight, too attractive, and too dangerous. I'm afraid you'll be behind my back and mess around outside. Seven twists and three."

Inside the windbreaker was Wei Bo's flannel shirt, which was wet from the rain or sweat.

He continued to unbutton his shirt: "Squatting in the factory made my legs numb. There is no signal or seat on the high-speed train. Not only did I not have a bite of hot food here, but I almost got shut down. I feel bitter for my husband!"

His eyes rolled around, and he glanced around the room: "I really can't do it, Teacher Wei, for me..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Bo bullied him.

Thousands of words are all blocked in the kiss.

Deep in the sound of the rain, the remaining lanterns flickered beside the two of them.

For you.

only for you.

Lights up just for you.

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(1) From Zhang Ailing's "Little Reunion".This movie-themed hotel suite is also inspired by "Lust, Caution" by Eileen Chang and Ang Lee.

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Open your mouth, eat sugar, sweet or not? (At the same time, Mr. Meng hid in the corner and cried