"What did you say?" Qi Linglong stared at Cheng Xingtao, obviously dissatisfied with her eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I mean, if you're going to spoil this IP like this, I'm going to apply to be transferred back to the animation department of the branch. Cheng Xingtao said it categorically.

She wanted to refuse with confidence, but she didn't have the ability.

In fact, when she heard that "The Legend of the Gods" was going to adapt the game, she was still very happy, after all, it was an affirmation of "The Legend of the Gods".

However, now she only feels sad.

"The Legend of the Gods" is the brainchild of their animation team, and they spent two years, day and night, working overtime, just to achieve what they wanted.

An animation started from scratch, from the initial low popularity, to the final fame, how much effort they spent and how much doubt they endured, and finally gritted their teeth and persevered to the end.

However, for others, this is just a prop for money. They simply don't cherish the fame of this IP.

Qi Linglong's tone was also not good, and said: "I also think that there is no difference between you and you, if you want to go back, you can go back! You are an animation and don't know how to play games, what can you do when you come?"

"You!" Cheng Xingtao was angry, ""The Legend of the Gods" is the reputation that our animation team has worked hard to build, shouldn't you respect the fruits of our labor when you change this into a game?!"

"Why don't you respect the fruits of your labor? The company spends so much money on you to make animations just for the sake of popularity. Don't you know that animation doesn't make a lot of money for the company at all? Why don't you respect the fruits of your labor when you make money when you take advantage of the popularity of animation? Is it possible that you think that the company is a charity and doesn't need to make money!"

Cheng Xingtao was so angry that her face turned white, she didn't disagree with the company's adaptation of "The Legend of the Gods" to make a game, she just couldn't accept such a reckless and casual treatment of this IP.

For everyone in their animation team, "The Legend of the Gods" is the hard work of each of them, just like a child brought up by herself, how can she endure it, the treasure she holds in the palm of her hand, in the hands of others, is the thing that is squandered at will.

"Anyway, I don't agree, if you want to do it, do it well, or don't do it!"

"All copyrights to Legend of the Gods are owned by the company, and you are not qualified to decide whether to do it or not. Are you all so willful in animation? This is the company, not your home, if you are still so willful, go home and continue to be your giant baby!"

"How can we be willful in making animations! If you want to say it, just say that I am alone, don't accuse our whole team! Can we accept your hard work like this? If we change your game to animation, we can do whatever it takes, you can be happy!"

Cheng Xingtao got up from her seat with a "pout", she could accept others scolding her and accusing her, but she couldn't accept others slandering their entire team.

"Why are you like this! Aren't you just a screenwriter! What's wrong?! You have such a big temper! Come to the game department to be the boss! Don't look at how many pounds and taels you have! In the eyes of our game department, you animations are just a drag bottle!"

Qi Linglong was also angry, she was in a very bad mood when she learned that Yan Zhi had cheated her today, and no one answered Qiao Yue's phone call in the morning, which would make any small employee show off her might in front of her, so how could she bear it.

Ever since she stepped into work, no one had ever spoken that in front of her!

"Who do you say is dragging the oil bottle!"

"I'll just talk about you!"

……

Qiao Yue hurriedly grabbed Cheng Xingtao on the side, and He Jiayuan also grabbed Qi Linglong to prevent the two from quarreling and continuing to escalate.

"Jiayuan, you send Linglong back first. Qiao Yue grabbed Cheng Xingtao, who was already trembling with anger, and said.

Qi Linglong shook off He Jiayuan's hand and said, "What are you doing! Why am I leaving?"

He Jiayuan hurriedly hugged Qi Linglong and pulled her to the door of the conference room, "Little ancestor, don't make any noise, isn't it just a trivial matter." Why are you so excited? ”

"It's all on my head, it's a trivial matter!" Qi Linglong was still reluctant to go.

Qiao Yue said: "Linglong, don't say it, let other colleagues see it, lose face, you go back first, and talk about this matter later." ”

Qi Linglong glanced outside the conference room, and vaguely saw a few figures at the door of the office, as if she heard the quarrel inside, Qi Linglong put away her emotions, tidied up her hair and clothes, and said to Cheng Xingtao: "Cheng Xingtao, right? If you can mix in the game department, I won't be surnamed Qi!"

After speaking, Qi Linglong was still radiant and stepped out of the conference room in high heels.

After Qi Linglong left, Cheng Xingtao sat down in her seat, her eyes full of tears.

Cheng Xingtao didn't expect that the first meeting would be such an unhappy part.

Qiao Yue patted Cheng Xingtao's shoulder and comforted: "Don't be sad, Linglong has no malicious intentions." ”

The more Qiao Yue said this, the more uncomfortable Cheng Xingtao felt in his heart.

She feels deeply helpless in her heart, she knows the current situation better than anyone else, their animation team has no right to speak, no funds provided by the company, animation can't be done, but even if it is made, it may not be able to make money.

The entire animation industry chain is not perfect at all.,You can't get back a few copies of animation alone.,Even in Japan, a country with a complete animation industry chain,There are also many animation companies that go bankrupt because of financial problems.。

It's a commercial society, and if there's no money to be made, no one will do it.

Cheng Xingtao understands very well that whether it is an individual or a company, the ultimate goal is to go for the sake of profit.

What are the ideals, what are the feelings, in the face of money, these things are worthless.

However, Cheng Xingtao just can't do it!

How much she loves animation, after graduating from high school, in order to study animation, she went alone from the south to a completely unfamiliar northern city, she never felt scared, nor did she feel lonely.

came out to work for three years, and for two years, all her efforts were spent on "The Legend of the Gods", how could she accept Qi Linglong's casual and perfunctory attitude!

Qiao Yue saw that Cheng Xingtao was crying more and more, and there was a posture that he couldn't contain. He was a little overwhelmed, he had never seen her cry before when he was at school, even if Xiao Yuyang ignored her, she was discouraged and never saw her cry so sadly.

She was drunk last night, and she only cried a little bitterly, but this time, that kind of heartfelt crying, really made him a little ...... Distressed.

He couldn't help but hug her and comfort her: "Don't cry, with me, I won't spoil the IP of "Legend of the Gods". ”

"Really?"

Hearing Qiao Yue assure her, Cheng Xingtao didn't even bother to wipe her tears, and turned around and asked.