Looking at the data of her childhood, Wang Xiaoying smiled very happily.

The power of feelings is incredible, and the game "Childhood" perfectly hits the player's yearning for childhood, and through the meticulous setting, the player can restore the scene of childhood as much as possible, thus raising the game to a new level.

The interactivity of the game is fully demonstrated here, and the almost free childhood gameplay makes this game full of different childlike fun.

The previous Lao Wang said that the confrontation between the game and the old fox also added a lot of topicality to the game, and the old fox's final self-explosion brought a lot of golden sentences, which also made "Childhood" further out of the circle.

And because of the gameplay of "Childhood", it is estimated that for a long time, the gameplay of this game will become the benchmark for emotional simulation games, and it will be mentioned in a few years.

Wang Xiaoying can imagine that a few years ago, a game area UP took great pains to come up with a good title: "The old game a few years ago actually hid the whole childhood", and then through this title, it began to look like a blind comparison.

The only pity is that childhood currently only supports the domestic version, and overseas players can't substitute it no matter how they enter, but the boss doesn't care at all.

Looking at Fang Cheng, who rarely appeared at the workstation, the smile on Wang Xiaoying's face gradually disappeared.

The eyebrows of his own boss are a little narrower than usual, which shows that his boss is not in a very good mood at this time, so don't smile so happily at this time.

But there aren't many things that can make the boss feel bad, the only thing that can make the boss frown is the situation of the game, and that's not something she can understand.

Pulling Lin Feng, who was curled up on the side, she asked in a low voice, "Lin Feng, what do you think is wrong with the boss?" ”

was touched by Wang Xiaoying, Lin Feng was like a brown bear who found out that he had actually given birth to a baby, and the whole person trembled.

Smiling nervously, she glanced at Fang Cheng, and then whispered, "I don't know." ”

"The boss seems to be in a bad mood, do you think it's because what you want to say has been misunderstood?"

Lin Feng pressed his head on the table according to his previous habit, looked sideways at Wang Xiaoying and said, "It's possible, but I'm not sure." ”

"You're a gameplay planner, what do you think the boss is struggling with?"

"There are many possibilities for game makers to play a game over and over again after completing it, listen to other players, and then review their own game. Some gamers use this method to find easier ways to make money, while others are constantly validating themselves through this method to see if these works are conveying their voices. ”

These words made Wang Xiaoying quite interested.

She is a game operator, so the game is a commodity in her eyes, and what she pays attention to is naturally the commodity attributes of the game.

However, this does not mean that she does not value the artistry of games, after all, games are the ninth art, and the artistry of games is also an essential part of games.

After thinking for a while, Wang Xiaoying said to Lin Feng: "So, do you think the boss feels that he has been misunderstood?" ”

"I don't know, I just analyzed it according to my thoughts, maybe the boss is thinking about what he will have for lunch today?"

"Don't think so, I don't feel like art at all. I feel like the boss thinks about things that go beyond the level of games and reach the realm of art. ”

"I feel the same way."

Unlike the content analyzed by the two, Fang Cheng didn't figure out his true thoughts at this time.

It stands to reason that he can now rely on the red dust of "Childhood" and then directly preach and soar.

But he felt like he didn't want to.

Looking at the pure red dust of his childhood, he thought about the causes of his mood, and then there was no harvest for a short time.

After frowning and thinking about it for a day, he just got off work, went back to his apartment and cut the spirit grass, and then meditated in his apartment, thinking about this question.

And when Zhi Yi Tianzun wanted to ask Fang Cheng with a question, he found that the interior of Fang Cheng's apartment had changed.

A great celestial venerable does not live in the blessed land of the cave, and it is already quite incredible to live in an ordinary apartment.

And after seeing the situation inside the apartment, Zhiyi Tianzun found that this place has changed completely.

An endless sea of consciousness spreads out inside the cramped apartment, and on the calm sea, ideas continue to rise out, and then they are grabbed by the towering giant hands and carried above the clouds.

Looking at this sea of consciousness like a cosmic desolation, Zhiyi Tianzun once again confirmed the unfathomable depth of the Great Heavenly Venerable.

As a thought kept rising, he felt that he was constantly rising, and then he saw that above this sea of consciousness, Fang Cheng was sitting in the air, and a large number of thoughts were arguing below him.

From time to time, the sound of the Great Dao Heavenly Sound sounded beside them, and the Heavenly Dao Purple Qi was generated out of thin air as if they didn't want money, and the Heavenly Venerable who looked at it was extremely greedy.

These purple qis, even Tianzun are very yearning, but they can actually be produced on their own here in Fangcheng, it is really incredible.

Seeing the Zhiyi Tianzun who came here, Fang Cheng temporarily accepted his thoughts, looked at the Zhiyi Tianzun and asked, "Zhiyi Tianzun, is there something wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that I found that many new Tianzun have recently said that they have found the remains of the Demon Venerable, and they are all killed with one blow, and the surrounding demon sons and demon grandsons are also dead, do you have any clue?"

"Oh, I did it, I forgot to tell you."

"It's okay, I guessed it was you, I knew it's okay."

Zhiyi Tianzun turned around and wanted to leave, but when he left, he couldn't restrain his curiosity, turned his head and asked, "Great Tianzun, what are you doing here?" ”

"There are some things that I don't understand, so I pull my own thoughts out and ask about the situation."

"Then the Great Heavenly Venerable might as well tell me, although my cultivation is not good, and my thinking is relatively dull, but it is the so-called ......"

"Can it be said to be simpler?"

"I'm sorry, it's a problem. I mean, I want to hear it. ”

Fang Cheng looked at Zhiyi Tianzun and felt that the other party's eyes seemed to be flashing with the light of gossip.

However, it didn't matter if he talked about this kind of thing with the other party, so he said all his thoughts, and then asked, "Zhiyi Tianzun, what do you think?" ”

Zhiyi Tianzun thought about it for a long time, and faintly had a guess.

But the speculation was so outrageous that he couldn't believe it.

Finding that Zhiyi Tianzun's expression was constantly changing, Fang Cheng knew what Zhiyi Tianzun probably thought, so he asked gently, "But it's okay to say it." ”

After sorting out his thoughts for a while, Zhiyi Tianzun looked at the huge Fang Cheng in front of him, and then said, "Great Tianzun, if my guess is correct, you seem to be a little expecting those players to do something. ”

"No, I never expected anything. How can it be...... Wait a minute. ”

As soon as Zhi Yi Tianzun's words were finished, Fang Cheng found that his sea of consciousness was constantly boiling, and a large number of thoughts came out of the bottom of the sea, causing his emotions to change greatly.

Looking at the rising thoughts on the sea, Fang Cheng knew that he had been poked.

He is really expecting the player to do something to come out.

He really didn't expect anything before, after all, he was strong enough from the beginning of his cultivation, and almost everything continued to develop according to his vision, and there was never a deviation.

Even the appearance of the total consciousness body was under his control, and he didn't even treat the other party as a real opponent, so he disposed of it casually.

Such an ancient existence as Dream Demon Venerable could not let him have any fluctuations, at most, when the other party was not dead, he sighed that the other party's skin was quite thick, and then gave the other party a palm.

Even for Ascension, he felt that he had to do it, but he didn't really expect anything from it.

But now, he found that he actually had some expectations for the player.

What was he expecting?

The enemy of the Dao has left, and the situation of the game itself is almost stable, what is he still looking forward to in this game environment that develops according to his ideals?

"What am I expecting?" Fang Cheng muttered to himself.

"With all due respect, you seem to be expecting the players to do something."

"How is that possible! I hate it when those guys do things, after all, every time they do something...... Wait a minute. ”

The entire sea of consciousness was boiling, and all kinds of thoughts kept emerging, so that Fang Cheng and Zhiyi Tianzun's side were full of Fang Cheng's thoughts.

Looking at all kinds of thoughts, Fang Cheng knew what he really thought.

Sighing, Fang Cheng stood up, walked to Zhiyi Tianzun's side step by step, and patted the other party's shoulder: "Zhiyi Tianzun, I owe you once." ”

Zhiyi Tianzun looked at the equation blankly, and then his heart was overjoyed.

The favor of the Great Heavenly Venerable was rubbed by me!

With this favor, even if he falls into the Demon Dao and becomes a Demon Venerable in the future, Da Tianzun will take action to get himself back.

In other cases, you don't have to worry about dying, as long as you want to wave, then you can wave casually!

Pressing down his excited heart with a trembling hand, he said sincerely: "Da Tianzun is serious, but I don't know what you expect the players to do, please forgive me." ”

"It's okay, I'll ask the experts."

Then, Fang Cheng's figure disappeared.

Exiting the sea of consciousness in Fangcheng, Zhiyi Tianzun flew to his coffee shop, flying faster and faster.

After confirming that no one was looking at him, he burst into hearty laughter and shouted, "Wuhu! Takeoff! "While flying towards the pass world.

Although it was a little late now, Mr. Shen was still playing the game hard.

He is also a teacher at the Tianxiong Training Center, and he has to go back to class from time to time.

Over the years, although the students he has trained are not as dazzling as Fang Cheng, some of them have gained a firm foothold in the game industry and have their own development direction.

The new batch of students are about to graduate, and they are full of enthusiasm to make their own games, and they give them to Mr. Shen for inspection.

Every game has a variety of mistakes, but Mr. Shen's task is not to hit them, but to find the shining points from these games and find their suitable jobs.

After playing a new game, he heard his phone ring.

After seeing who the caller was, he answered the phone with a smile, and then said, "Fang Cheng, is there something wrong?" ”

"Mr. Shen, I have a question, I vaguely expect players to do things in my game, what's going on?"

Teacher Shen looked at his phone suspiciously, not understanding why Fang Cheng was entangled in this question.

But right away, he figured it out.

Everyone will have their own tangled points, and everyone is different.

What looks strange to you may seem like a mundane thing to others, but sometimes, some great ideas are hidden in those mundane dots.

Teacher Shen didn't know why Fang Cheng thought of this question, but he didn't make a fuss, but walked to his balcony, lay on the recliner, and looked up at the stars.

He probably guessed that Fang Cheng was on a very critical issue, so he needed to think clearly about the essence of this question, and then give Fang Cheng the answer he could.

He knows that his ability to make games is not as good as Fang Cheng's, but decades of experience in the game industry have given him his own understanding of games, and this understanding will become the experience of the next generation and continue to pass on.

Looking at the night sky, he suddenly thought of a statement.

Everyone will have at least one opportunity in their life to influence the world.

It could be an unintentional remark, it could be a meaningless act of kindness, it could be an accidental journey.

This opportunity may or may not let you know.

He appeared and disappeared suddenly, and if people had an afterlife, then there must be a movie theater where the moment when they changed the world would be played, and it would be played over and over again, so that people could enjoy it repeatedly.

I don't know why, Mr. Shen feels that now is the moment.

Fang Cheng on the other side of the phone knew that Teacher Shen was thinking, so he didn't speak, but waited quietly.

I don't know how long it took, but Mr. Shen finally spoke: "Games are an art, and art must have something you want to express." ”

"Hmm."

"Compared with other arts, the game has a very outstanding feature, that is, it is a living work of art that can grow. He's constantly tweaking based on player feedback, and it's a breathing work of art. Even if the creator dies, this artwork will continue to live with the player, and continue to release new vitality because of the player's shaping. ”

Listening to Teacher Shen's words, Fang Cheng thought quietly, and then nodded.

As Mr. Shen said, there are a lot of old games, even if the manufacturer has given up updating the game, there are still many old players who are constantly updating the game's mods because of their feelings, so that he continues to inject new blood.

"Civilization", "Heroes", "Warcraft", ......

They are all decades old games, but there are still people who are constantly updating and making them richer.

It can be said that the game is a living art, and as long as one player remembers it, it will live.

Mr. Shen knew that Fang Cheng was also thinking, and after he thought for a long time, he said: "A game is a work of art cultivated by developers and players, and both are indispensable and fulfilled together. ”

At this point, Fang Cheng understood what he was expecting.

He is looking forward to players continuing to inject new blood into the game, and he is looking forward to working with players to achieve mutual perfection and make the game more interesting.

After figuring it out, Fang Cheng smiled lightly.

I see.

(End of chapter)