Midnight should be the dead of night.

The headquarters of Tianfu Club is still brightly lit, and there are still people working at three or four o'clock in the morning in an online game club like this, not to mention that it is only half past eleven.

Zhou Haowen of the hot online game analysis department printed out the sorted information and prepared to hand it over to the manager.

Recently, the most popular online game has come out, but the club has been in a state of onlookers, and now, they are finally ready to officially settle in the latest and most popular online game "Faith", but it has been three days since the best time to start the server.

There is no way to do this, no one can ensure the future direction of this online game, and the hot data of the first three days is extremely important.

The popularity of "Faith" is very good, and it is in a state of rising steadily, with 5.69 million online people on the first day and 7.9 million online people on the second day.

Up to now, the highest number of people online is about to exceed 10 million, and the trend has risen significantly, coupled with the entry of major foreign well-known clubs, Tianfu Club's wait-and-see time is almost up, and the relevant information can be sorted out, and it can be reported to the manager, and then a group of studio members will be divided from other studios similar to this online game.

While allowing these studio members to accumulate strength in "Faith", and at the same time, finding potential players from "Faith" and promoting them to new studio members dedicated to "Faith", so as to ensure the strength of the studio in the new game.

Like other online games that are forcibly turned over, some people are not suitable for this kind of game, and their strength will decline significantly, so in order to ensure their strength, they will absorb new power every time they settle in.

in the hallway.

Zhou Haowen walked to the manager's office in the deepest corner.

There are a lot of online games settled in Tianfu Club, and generally those who settle in online games will allocate many studios, while those who settle in online games will have many fewer studios.

Everything depends on profitability.

Some online games are quite popular, but they don't make much money, and Tianfu Club doesn't even have the idea of stationing.

At this time, Zhou Haowen remembered an online game.

Anti-terrorist elite.

The club has formed a professional team for three years, and it hasn't made any money, and it's all pasted into the funds, but it can't stand up to this online game is the hottest project in foreign countries of contemporary FPS first-person games, and it's been holding on, and there are still no results this year, and I can't even get the qualifying battle for the World Series, and it's said that I'm preparing for disbandment these days.

This is the most bloody loss of Tianfu Club's investment in online games in recent years, when in order to form a strong team, it also used a lot of transfer money to win the talented sniper, but I didn't expect to have no results for three consecutive years.

"Bang bang bang-"

Zhou Haowen knocked on the office door.

"Enter."

He walked into the office.

"If you're late, I'll be off work." The club manager is cleaning up things on his desk.

Zhou Haowen said embarrassedly: "The data statistics are relatively slow, and I only got accurate data at 11 o'clock." ”

He handed over the information in his hand on the table, and looked down at a brown and yellow data bag on the table, which seemed to be the data bag of Tianfu Club's anti-terrorism elite project TianGaming team applying for dissolution to the domestic e-sports league, Zhou Haowen couldn't help but ask: "Has the club decided to disband the team of the anti-terrorism elite project?" Although our results abroad are not very good, how can we say that it is not a problem to run rampant at home? ”

The club manager put down the content submitted by Zhou Haowen, "The entry of new games will be approved tomorrow, and now it is estimated that the upper authorities will have rested long ago, and they will not be approved." ”

"What you said... This thing... Well... Frankly, there are a lot of factors. The club manager said: "The first point, you also know that there are not many people who play this online game in China, like this kind of competitive online game, our profits rely on the periphery, relying on the power of fans, when there are not many people playing a competitive online game in China, the base of fans is not enough, which also indirectly leads to the club's poor income." ”

"If you want to develop, you have to rely on the world, once you enter the top 16 in the world, there is an official financial subsidy from the game, and you can also make up for some losses."

"The problem is that our strength can only be done in the first line in China, and in the world, we can only rank in the middle of the third-tier team, not to mention the top 16, the top 32 can't be played, Asian hardcore FPS online games have always been criticized, from the current development and future development prospects, it is estimated that there is no potential for development, and it is a waste of three years, which is also a burden to the club, so it is good to get rid of it as soon as possible."

"The second point is... Wang Mingyu lost 50% of his hearing in his right ear and 20% in his left ear. There is no possibility of a career anymore, and the third point is classified and cannot be said in the open. The club manager shook his head and said: "Due to various objective factors, the club is no longer able to support an online game without a future, and it is normal to disband." ”

The manager stood up, put the documents in order, placed them neatly on the table, and took off the suit hanging on the hanger.

"I'm off work, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Zhou Haowen nodded, walked out, and at some point, there was already a tall and thin young man standing at the door of the office, that... Three years ago, Wang Mingyu, the No. 1 domestic sniper who joined the club with countless praises, was always a genius with an arrogant smile on his face, and at this time he had a deep unwillingness on his face.

"Manager, the coach said that my current physical condition... Can't play professionally, is that true? Wang Mingyu had anticipation in his eyes, he wanted to get the answer he wanted, the recognition he wanted, and a reason to keep him going.

"I'm sorry." The club manager shook his head and gave an affirmative reply.

Wang Mingyu bit his lip, the answer he wanted to hear was definitely not this.

The answers given by the coach and the manager are strikingly the same.

Zhou Haowen patted Wang Mingyu on the shoulder.

As if to cheer him on, it was like a kind of sympathy, a kind of pity.

The two walked side by side to talk about the content of work, leaving Wang Mingyu standing at the door of the office, when the two walked to the corridor and were about to go downstairs, the sound of soft sobbing came from a distance, the manager raised his head slightly, sighed, and the sound of sobbing accompanied by emotional changes also turned into a kind of catharsis.

They all know that there is a man whose dream is shattered.

They broke it with their own hands, and they had to break it.

After all, that's the reality.

Maybe it's better to tell a lie at this point, right?

But...

What is the significance?

If you can't do it, you can't do it, and if you can't do it, you can't do it.

Where is there so much time to waste weaving a lie that you can't see or touch?

I'm sorry, it's the best answer.

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