Another month has passed since the game was taken off the shelves.

Now there is very little news about "Digging the Ground for Ascension" on the Internet, and even the reproduction of "Shoveling the Ground for Ascension" has not been mentioned anymore.

For yogame, when the new game is cold, it is cold.

The original digging for promotion is an ultra-low-cost low-cost game, and they reproduced it again and it didn't cost much.

Some people get refunds, but others don't.

There are even people who have topped up their lives in the game to buy some virtual items.

Overall, they still make money.

As for the suppression of a rising star designer? In their eyes, this matter is not worth mentioning at all.

A genius who can grow up is a real genius.

……

"Lao Ye, do you really want me to make this release?" Song Shan looked at the words release on the screen.

"Of course, you're the number one fighter in our budding studio!" Ye Feng looked at him with a smile.

Looking at the words 'Sprout Studio' on the information, Song Shan couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

This is the first game he worked on!

He excitedly ran to the bathroom, washed his hands repeatedly, and when he returned to the computer, his expression became sacred.

Ye Feng is not in a hurry, his pursuit is never a small-scale game.

Song Shan sat in front of the computer, he held back the excitement in his heart and looked back at Ye Feng again.

Until Ye Feng nodded at him affirmatively.

Click-

The click of the mouse is crisp and pleasant, and the screen just flickered for a moment, and a pop-up window appeared.

[Upload successful! 】

With the appearance of these four words, Song Shan felt that his soul had been emptied.

Ye Feng quietly picked up his mobile phone, saying that the smell of wine was also afraid of deep alleys, and the only way he now gave the new game a means of publicity.

It's those fans who followed their Weibo before.

Ye Feng held his mobile phone, and he looked at the five thousand or so fans of his Weibo account.

5,000 people, which seems to be a lot, but only a few people can actually see him on Weibo.

"Why don't we borrow a little money for publicity?" Song Shan also discovered the problem that the two of them are facing now.

The production of "Dead Cells" almost consumed all the money Ye Feng had made before.

Ye Feng glanced at Song Shan's worried eyes, and then laughed, he swept away his previous worries and quickly edited a message.

As a boss, if you don't even look ahead and backward, how can you lead the team!

Moreover, he shouldn't hesitate, because he knows that dead cells are a perfect answer!

Blackstar: How easy is it for you to fill in? [Picture]

Underneath the text, there is an original painting.

In the distance are ingenious buildings, and under the sunset are thrones, castles on top of hills, bell towers......

The man with the short sword stood in the distance and stared in the direction of the castle, his strange head glowing with blazing fire, his back still with arrows embedded in his body, and his right arm still bleeding endlessly.

In his other hand, he tightly pinched an ice-blue energy-cell.

【DEAD CELL】

As soon as the message was sent, Ye Feng put his phone in his pocket.

"Let's go, brother will invite you to dinner today." Ye Feng grabbed Song Shan's shoulders.

"Eat hair," Song Shan rolled his eyes, this kid couldn't touch 100 yuan up and down, how dare he say that he invited himself to eat!

"I'll ask you to be about the same."

"Why do you look down on your boss, hey! Today, instant noodles are doubled with sausage and eggs! ”

"you!" Song Shan scolded with a smile, and he walked out of the bedroom behind Ye Feng.

Looking at Ye Feng's back, he asked himself more than once.

Do you have the courage and courage to make such a desperate bet?

……

【Ding Dong!】 】

Brother Yin was broadcasting live as usual, and he was still evaluating the strange little games of the graduates, but these games never gave him that palpitating feeling anymore.

Isn't there an unknown masochistic element in his bones?

As soon as this thought rose in his heart, Brother Yin himself was taken aback.

'The dingdong sound that Weibo is particularly concerned about! I hear you! ’

'Tell me who it is!' Is it secretly following a certain beautiful female cos! ’

'Brother! We're brothers, right? ’

……

The voice of special concern sounded, and Brother Yin himself was slightly stunned.

He doesn't usually care about this kind of thing, but some time ago, he made an exception for one person.

It's the designer called 'Black Star'.

"Go, go, go! Am I the kind of person who follows female influencers? Brother Yin picked up his mobile phone, "One person I only cared about some time ago was the designer who was digging into the ground for promotion." ”

"I think this kid must be very aggrieved, let's see if I can listen to what he has to say."

"I didn't expect this kid to be banned, he didn't take his game off the shelves of others and plagiarized his game to make a sound, TM, it's really the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry! Lao Tzu wondered what he thought every day. Brother Yin clicked on that Weibo, he wanted to see the past month or so.

This kid is doing something about gods and demons!

But when he saw the content of that Weibo, Brother Yin was directly stunned.

In front of the live camera, his eyes were full of dazed and overwhelmed.

About half a minute passed before Brother Yin slammed his fist on the table. "Grass!"

This time he used more force than ever before, and the keyboards on the desktop were all shaken.

'Damn, what makes the monkey so angry!' I'll check it out! ’

'Got a big melon? Isn't the rattan seal a son of man?! ’

'If you don't speak up for a month, and only speak now, you must have been wronged. ’

……

People watching the live broadcast found Ye Feng's Weibo one after another.

There was only one message in it that had just been sent.

Beautiful original game art, and a provocative copy.

[It's very easy for you to fill in?] 】

After reading the contents, everyone fell silent.

They thought that he had received some kind of oppression and suppression this month, so he couldn't speak and didn't dare to speak.

I didn't expect people to come up with another game this month.

"I've never been so angry!" Brother Yin slapped the table vigorously. "The previous incident was the level to which an outsider like me could feel the anger."

"TM's, I feel relieved that he came out to scold yogame at least a few words."

"But he didn't scold, didn't say a word, continued to make games silently, and really made a new game." Brother Yin looked at the picture, just looking at the cover picture, and he could see that this game was more exquisite than the hammer.

"Brothers, I'm angry that he really likes to make games and really wants to bring us joy."

"I'm angry that a pure designer who doesn't make money is the target of suppression by a major game manufacturer."

That's why he's most angry, people just want to make games, but 'those people' just want to make money.

"Fortunately, this time, he was smart and switched to steam, and he was not in Yogame."

"Grass!"