Sunday evening, 7:45 a.m.

Wang stared at his computer screen.

The video has been sorted out, as long as it is uploaded, you can become a salary king, making this fire more prosperous.

His finger was on the "Publish" button, an action that made Lao Wang feel a bit like a sword-wielder, which made him faintly excited.

After an afternoon of deliberation, he was still hesitating whether he had been so reckless as to make a bad decision; But he felt like he had waited for this moment for so long that he had almost forgotten what it was like to get his blood boiling.

He may regret doing so; If he doesn't do it, he will regret it!

"The boy is the second middle school until he dies." Lao Wang sighed.

Just as he was about to press the button, his business commissioner suddenly sent a message: "Mr. Wang, look at Jubo!" ”

Let go of his hand, Lao Wang opened the giant suspiciously, found the B station he was concerned about, and then saw that the other party simply issued a notice.

"We're sorry, but due to some system errors, we accidentally blocked videos from some of our accounts. Now that the technical issue has been fixed, we sincerely apologize for the affected accounts and reflect deeply on how to do it in the future. ”

There is no meme, no expulsion of programmers to worship the sky, but the fewer words, the bigger the matter, which indicates that the bigger the big man has spoken.

Immediately logged in to the platform, Lao Wang found that all the previous videos related to "Spreading Traditional Culture Starts with Me" were restored, and the platform even made a special entrance on the homepage of the website as his own compensation.

The reversal of the matter caught Lao Wang off guard, and also made him realize that in a place he didn't know, a war unfolded quietly and ended quietly.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the so-called technical glitches do not exist, but the platform has already given the steps, and there is no need for them to be aggressive.

Everyone tacitly understood this and silently enjoyed this victory, and the number of video views on related topics doubled again, which also allowed Pingping's mother and others to receive more benefits.

In addition to this, there are also videos that appear that begin to explain to people what some people can finish the game and some can't.

There are many explanations for this, but there are a few that are more reliable, that is, people who can play must have a strong will, or psychological defects.

A strong sense allows the player to resist the game's hints of horror, while psychological deficiencies can ignore the horror and even turn the horror into a spiritual healing.

Some psychologists have begun to study the mechanism of the game, saying that this mechanism is related to hypnosis and dream therapy, and that the game should have done this by accident, and more detailed research is needed.

This will be an opportunity to treat related diseases, and a small miracle that the game brings.

And this miracle will further affect people's perception of the game, slowly reversing the bad impression of the game.

Lao Wang also enjoyed a wave of dividends, and this time his righteous words made his fans increase again and sit firmly in the first echelon.

"Mr. Wang, as your compensation, the previous video does not need to be deleted, and the previous preferential conditions will still take effect. So don't talk about that kind of thing anymore, it's terrible. ”

The commercial commissioner has the right to see the unpublished video of the account, so Lao Wang is not surprised why the other party knows that he wants to withdraw from the network.

After being polite to the other party, Lao Wang opened the chat box of "Living Immortals" and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

Obviously, the contact with the other party has only been for a few days, but Lao Wang has a feeling that he has known the other party for a long time.

In the end, he simply typed down: "The matter is solved, contact me if there is something." ”

"Okay."

The immortals in the world simply replied, and then went offline.

Staring at the blackened avatar, Lao Wang smiled, then put down the mouse, looked at the night sky outside, and felt extremely happy inside.

The next day, Monday.

After a busy Sunday, Fangcheng Studio ushered in another tired Monday.

In the studio, Fang Cheng came the earliest.

He stared at the screen, frowning at the players' reviews of the game Spread .......

"I don't dare to play, but the stories in it are pretty good."

"The organic combination of folklore and horror, some stories seem warm but scary when you think about it, and some stories look scary but warm when you think about it."

"I like that three-watch ghost story, but I don't like it to happen on the ninth floor, because I live on the ninth floor!"

"I like the story of Ask Mi, if I can, I want to ask my deceased grandmother, is there really a golden rice bowl under the dung pit in my hometown? If there is, I'll let it go. ”

The reaction of the players was contrary to what Fang Cheng wanted, and the educational effect he hoped to achieve could not be said to be nothing, and it could only be said that it was better than nothing.

Sure enough, it's so hard to make a game.

After turning off the screen, Fang Cheng sighed, and then went to the pantry on this floor to water his spirit grass to change his mood.

The spirit grass is planted on the side of the pantry, and the emerald green spirit grass is verdant after absorbing the water, shining in the sunlight, which can become a meeting gift for employees at any time, and the natural fertilizer of Mr. Shen's hair.

"Boss, you're so early."

Like a mural, Little Bean floated in against the wall.

His dark circles looked more noticeable.

Having prepared himself a cup of strong coffee, he drank it all and muttered, "This coffee is boring." ”

"I think it's better for you to take a leave of absence and go home and get some sleep." Fang Cheng said sincerely, "Don't worry, there's nothing to do today, and no wages will be deducted." ”

"I don't go to work for money, but to pay tribute to your boss. Anyway, there's a particularly scary horror game recently, boss, have you played it? The name is "The Culture That Can't Be Said", and I watched it all day this weekend, and I'm still watching it before I go to work. ”

“…… No. I've never heard of this name. ”

"I suggest that the boss don't play, just watch the video, it's very exciting. No, I need to go to sleep, and when I wake up, I'll adjust the values. ”

Seeing Xiaodouzi leave, Fang Cheng once again reflected on whether there was a problem with his game ideas.

Not long after, Xu Qingling also yawned and walked into the pantry, and then made himself a cup of coffee.

Leaning on the coffee table on the side, Xu Qingling sipped his coffee lightly, and said weakly: "Boss, are you taking care of your leeks again?" ”

"It's Spirit Grass...... Well, it's also a leek, but it's a spiritual leek. ”

"It's still leeks, it's just a little better."

“…… You're right. Do you look sleepy and haven't had a good weekend break? ”

"Well, I went to my grandfather, and I heard him tell him the story of the day back then. What's wrong boss, why do you keep looking at me? ”

Staring at Xu Qingling, Fang Cheng suddenly had a whim, and a flash of inspiration appeared in his heart, making him instantly understand who the cause and effect of yesterday's change of life against the sky should be.

It turned out to be you.