Chapter 33 is writing nonsense

Not only can joy be shared, but so can troubles. When Hayashi handed over his Digimon plan to Shiraishi, he was pulled by Shiraishi to the headquarters of the Video Game League and asked him to make a new game.

Lin Yan looked surprised, Bai Shi's brain was broken. Video games should not be launched too long or too often.

It's been too long, and old players have developed a sense of disgust with old games. And too often, although it is overwhelmed, makes people feel refreshed.

However, this does not maximize the benefits. As a project leader, as a capitalist, Shiraishi is more than a player.

Although he will think about the player, however, he is for the sake of profit. How could he think of launching a new game when he wasn't maximizing revenue?

Bai Shi was a little embarrassed by Lin Yan's gaze, and he said, "This is how things ......"

Then, a whole bunch of things to say about the current situation.

"If that's the case, it's better not to come to me, wouldn't it be more convincing to find a completely new person to make it?" Old God Lin Yan said presence. He is now past the stage of poverty and has completed the achievement of financial freedom. At this time, he felt that he should be kind to himself, playing games or something, it was too troublesome.

Moreover, it is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish, and there should be more game makers making games, so that the entire game industry will become prosperous.

Of course, Baishi knew what Lin Yan was, and he wanted to do it, but Baishi couldn't do it, it was too difficult, too difficult.

Perhaps, when those people made games, they were already so attentive that they couldn't be more attentive. However, the game is not fun and does not meet the required level. Definitely won't be hairstyled.

This is the program set by the video game alliance from the very beginning.

"Then let's wait a little longer, let's discuss my plan first." Lin Yan said.

Bai Shi had already finished reading the pages that Lin Yan had brought, and he knew what Lin Yan wanted to do. But. He was hesitant. Making anime, in the early eighties, at a time when even a personal computer was just a big toy.

The cost of a cartoon drawn entirely by hand should not be too high. And. There are only so many studios that can do animation. There are also some risks that are not easy to explain.

"This ...... Lin Yanjun, don't embarrass me, the game alliance has just started, and there is not so much money to do animation. Let's start with a game and set an example for those who are just starting to make games. ”

The corners of Lin Yan's mouth curled in a paradoxical arc, and he said, "Bai Shijun, why don't I make a game here again." How about you put Digimon on the agenda when you take it to the test and think it's okay? ”

"Live production?" Shiraishi was not only surprised in tone. The expression on his face was all surprise. This kind of expression seems to be on the way to his more and more success, and the chances of appearing are estimated to be less and less.

"That's right! Live production! "Lin Yan is Lin Yan, a big boy who is only about seventeen years old. With such a powerful skill, he inevitably shows himself as indifferent. It's a very master's taste.

"Wait...... Wait a minute......" Shiraishi stood up and opened the door, greeting the guys waiting outside the conference room.

The guy who had been standing in the doorway trotted away.

"Lin Yanjun, wait a minute, I want to call a few people to witness it." Shiraishi's heart was pounding, and he was excited right now. He didn't know why he was so excited.

Lin Yan drank a cup of black tea, and after drinking it for about half an hour, the door of the conference room opened, and two people walked in.

One is Asamiaki from the east. One is the nasty boy of the persimmon family who Lin Yan can't remember his name. He still has some impressions of this guy.

It's that he has always been against Lin Yan, as a gentleman with good manners, Lin Yan won't argue with him, just smile slightly.

"What's your name?" Lin Yan asked very gracefully.

"My name is my name, my name is Katsukuro Yano!" Katsukusu Yano said with an unhappy expression. Anyone who is asked by Lin Yan's tone probably won't be happy.

"Oh. All right. Shiraishi is not just the two of them, and I will start when all the people are full. Lin Yan said to Bai Shi.

"Well, it's just the two of them." Shiraishi confirmed.

Asami Aki and Yano Katsuku, respectively, are the leaders of Totachi and Kakika, respectively. That's why Shiraishi brought them in to testify.

"Okay, I'll get started." Lin Yan said.

"Wait!" Katsukuro Yano shouted. "Mr. Lin Yan is so powerful, I don't mind more people watching, the people in our laboratory should have arrived. Can they come and see it? ”

"Yes." Lin Yan looked at Katsukuro Yano, who looked like a bulldog, and said.

"What are you doing here?" Shiraishi asked with a frown. His question was full of anger, and a domineering smell lingered around his side.

"It's nothing, it's just to let my subordinates have a long experience, they have designed a lot of games, each one passes, isn't there a master here who can make games on the spot, I'll let them come to Zhang Knowledge."

Katsukuro Yano pushed back.

Strictly speaking, Shiraishi and Katsukuya Yano are not a relationship between superiors and subordinates. Whether or not Katsukusu Yano is promoted, whether he goes to the cold bench or not, this is all an internal matter of the persimmon family, and it has nothing to do with Shiraishi.

Since Shiraishi didn't get anything out of Katsukuchi Yano, he naturally wouldn't care about Shiraishi.

Shiraishi was also in a bad mood, and he called Asami Aki and Yano Katsukuro to come to be a witness. The reason why he didn't call more people was to pave the way for Lin Yan if he failed. It's better for two people to know than for the whole world to know.

However, the current situation made it difficult for him to do it, and he looked at Lin Yan, wanting to know what song idea he had.

"Go call, it's okay, I don't mind. I'm also happy to be able to get more people to know how to make games. Lin Yan said.

"Okay, I'll call it." Yano Katsukuro didn't wait for Lin Yan to finish speaking this time, so as not to stop him again, so he went to call someone.

Five minutes later, the small conference room was filled. Regardless of Yano's own level, the team he said was huge.

Lin Yan was stared at by so many sloppy shouting eyes, he didn't panic at all, picked up a blank piece of paper, and began to write code on it.

Lin Yan's font is not very good-looking, it is closer to the default font on the computer, and it is not good-looking, but more clear.

The font is very clear, his thinking is also very clear, and many researchers look at him writing code smoothly and look at each other, he is writing blindly, right? (To be continued.) )