When typing out a line of code on the keyboard, Su Chengyi felt that he had returned to the life of working overtime to fix bugs in his previous life.

Although in this life, I want to be my own boss.

But he soon realized what a huge amount of work it was to make a game like Disco Elysium.

Just a huge amount of copywriting like Ben is enough to be prohibitive.

And that's just the beginning.

In addition, there are program development, game function testing, daily operation, and marketing

If he could barely do it with a little more time on his own, then the art and music design could only be outsourced 100%.

Considering the production cycle further, it is best to find a reliable team to do the above work together.

But the most important thing in the game as a whole is actually the copywriting style, so the game planner can only go into battle by himself anyway.

Su Chengyi simply wrote a rough design plan, and the hour hand was already pointing to six o'clock in the evening.

After I started doing it, I realized that it was as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Su Chengyi got up and poured himself a glass of water and began to think from the beginning.

Games like Disco Elysium have a good reputation, high ratings, and are soft to win prizes, but overall they are still niche.

If you insist on doing it, it can be said to be a practice full of idealism.

Maybe it can be developed at both ends?

While developing and developing, first develop another simple and magical game to test the waters?

When it comes to mini-games like this, things get a lot easier.

Su Chengyi closed his eyes and lay on his back on the sofa.

If he were to write such a mini-game program, the overall man-hours would not exceed five hours.

But if you want to make this kind of game popular. Marketing and promotion are very important.

He doesn't know much about this at all, so maybe he can ask someone else.

At the same time, it's important to form your own full-fledged game studio.

Su Chengyi began to think of the right person around him.

After thinking about it like this, I realized that my network of contacts was almost visible at a glance.

There are only a handful of people who can be called friends, and none of them are competent.

Although Xu Yang has loved to play computers and games since he was a child, he is estimated to be 10,000 unwilling to let him participate in the production of games.

Writing a program is a boring job after all.

Lin Tong's personality is steady and down-to-earth, but he is very suitable to be a member of the team.

But he probably never touched a computer since he was a child, let alone played games.

Let's give him a copy of "Novice Learning Computers from Beginner to Mastery", the future can be expected.

Not to mention Miss Chu and Han Bing, Han Bing is not interested, and Miss Chu is a real game black hole.

The kind of genre that even Super Mario won't play.

Su Chengyi successfully silenced himself in thought.

At this moment, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

Su Chengyi thought that it would be the kind of situation that said that Cao Cao Cao had arrived and that the divine soldiers had descended from heaven.

Unlock the lock screen with anticipation, but the caller ID is "Dad".

Su Cheng sighed without a trace and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hey, son, what are you doing?"

Su Zelang's tone was a little nervous and cramped, and he was still anxious about the awkward meeting in the morning.

"I'm reading."

Su Chengyi replied.

Su Zelang was silent for a moment, probably thinking that he was talking nonsense again.

"Today's matter, I'm sorry son, Dad didn't think it through, alas, I don't know what's going on."

He sighed heavily, as if he was genuinely distressed by this.

Su Chengyi's comforting words swirled around his mouth a few times, and then swallowed again.

He sat up from the couch and looked at the height scale that had been drawn line by line in the corner.

Begins at the age of one and ends at the age of twelve.

After they divorced at the age of twelve, they both moved out of the old house, and naturally no one came to mark him anymore.

After being silent for a long time, Su Zelang felt that he felt even more aggrieved after this phone call, and was about to hang up after a few snorts.

"Then you can read the book first, by the way, have you eaten? Dad ordered you a takeout? Forget it, I'll send you a red envelope and order it yourself, I don't know what you want to eat.

Don't bother you, hang up first"

"Wait a minute."

Su Chengyi stood up, compared to the top of his head, and drew the last mark before adulthood.

"Take me somewhere tomorrow."

"Good! Where to go? ”

I didn't expect him to make such a request, Su Zelang's voice was both flattered and a little overly nervous and excited.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow."

Su Chengyi lowered his eyes and hung up the phone.

As the sun set, the room was completely dark, and only the fluorescent computer screen on the desktop was still on.

He stood with his head bowed against the wall, and from another angle, it looked like a dark shadow.

After a while, I reached out and pressed the switch of the living room headlight.

If I remember correctly, this is the first time in so many years that my son has taken the initiative to ask himself out.

Su Zelang, who didn't understand what insomnia meant since he was a child, actually tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and repeatedly speculated in his heart where Su Chengyi wanted to ask him to go.

Amusement parks? Unlikely, the son doesn't look like a kid who likes to play those rides.

It's not because I'm stimulated by today's events, and I'm going to make an appointment to dissolve the father-son relationship with myself.

That's not going to work, you can't say yes anyway.

Thinking of this, Su Zelang only felt gloomy, and couldn't help but sit up and sigh.

Zhao Meng next to him was woken up several times, and finally had no comfort, just turned over angrily.

Su Zelang didn't have time to pay attention to her now, he was still thinking seriously.

Do you want to ask him to watch the World Cup together? This is possible, after all, I have taken him to watch football since he was a child.

But should I tell the truth? When I'm older, I can't stay up late to watch football games.

No, you have to boil it if you can't stand it, and it's a big deal to pour two bottles of coffee beforehand.

The son is rarely in the mood and can't ruin his interest.

In these messy thoughts, Su Zelang felt that he hadn't fallen asleep at all, and he quickly sat up when the alarm clock rang for the first time in the morning.

After washing up seriously, I even shaved my beard.

Even like rushing to a business meeting, he wore a suit and leather shoes.

It was only eight o'clock, and he was sitting on the sofa, waiting for Su Chengyi's call.

And at this point, Su Chengyi is sleeping heavily.

Last night, I wrote the plan until the early hours of the morning, and I just fell asleep when it was almost dawn.

Su Zelang waited left and right at home, couldn't wait for the call, and was not in a hurry.

With this invitation, he was in a very good mood.

Humming little tunes around the house, teasing the parrots, feeding the goldfish.

I was even in the mood to make breakfast for Zhao Meng and Su Xiaoxue, who got up late.

It's just a simple fried egg and toast bread with jam, but it's the first of its kind.

Zhao Meng was angry with him for a few words, and then took Su Xiaoxue out of the house.

She was very dissatisfied with today's appointment, so she was given a new bag as compensation.

It wasn't until late afternoon that Su Chengyi's phone called.

When Su Zelang hurried to the downstairs of his house in Qinghe District, Su Chengyi was already standing there waiting.

"Come, drink water."

As soon as Su Chengyi got in the car, he was very attentive to hand over the iced lemon tea he had bought in advance.

"Didn't you wait for me to call and tell you to go downstairs? Why did you come down early, it's so hot outside. ”

Su Zelang nagged while reversing.

"It's not hot."

Su Chengyi looked down at his phone and answered casually.

"Address navigation."

Su Zelang was still a little curious, but when he looked at it, he was a little stunned.

How did you come up with the idea of going here?"

"I want to check it out."

Su Chengyi unscrewed the lid of the lemon tea and raised his head to take a sip.

Su Zelang hesitated, but nodded.

"Okay, but it's been a long time since anyone went, so I'm afraid there's nothing to see."

The speed of the car was not fast, Su Chengyi rolled down the window, and the wind blew in wantonly, blowing the sound of the car stereo very clearly.

Although Su Zelang was in a very good mood at this time, he couldn't help but ask again:

"Son, you."

Su Chengyi didn't wait for him to finish, and replied:

"You'll know when you get there."

The son said so, and Su Zelang had no choice but to hold back the doubt back in his stomach.

But he still couldn't understand that the destination was actually the place where his band used to perform.

Su Zelang's band has been formed since high school, and in order to do this, he fought with parents and teachers a lot of wits and courage.

Skipping class to practice songs, copying lyrics during class time, dressing up like a rock band and growing long hair.

With a few like-minded friends, it's almost a state of complacency and freedom that doesn't know the height of the sky.

And at that time, such a rebellious and hot-blooded young image was indeed very popular with girls.

He was able to catch up with the heartthrob Yang Liu, who was famous at that time, and he relied on such an image blessing.

Now thinking about his former self, Su Zelang can't tell what it feels like.

Pride is certainly impossible, but there is a feeling that the non-mainstream past is unbearable.

Regret it? Not really.

The road was chosen by himself, and he was really happy in those years.

It's just that I suffered a lot because of it later.

The brothers who formed the band, one by one, chose to accept reality and find another way out.

Su Zelang is no exception, but after giving up the dream of rock music, he became even more confused.

It wasn't until he divorced Yang Liu that he regained his strength.

Strangely, the bad luck of doing something and not doing anything suddenly disappears after the divorce.

Maybe this is what my son often calls the "law of conservation".

I lost my lover, so I got good luck in business.

The closer the car got to the destination, the more nervous Su Zelang's mood became.

Hometown timidity.

The shabby and dilapidated stage in my memory is now probably covered with cobwebs, like a garbage dump.

The car stopped outside the field, Su Zelang turned off the engine, but he didn't mean to unbuckle his seat belt and get out of the car.

Su Chengyi seemed to have expected him to react like this, so he didn't rush it, took another sip of lemon tea, and looked out the window without changing his face.

"Alright, let's go."

Su Zelang calmed down for a while, and his restless heartbeat calmed down a little, and then he pretended to smile relaxedly.

Su Chengyi nodded and jumped out of the car.

The two of them walked around the outside of the yard, and the railing did look very dilapidated and covered with red rust.

Su Zelang couldn't help but think back to himself when he was still a high school student, skipping class and coming here, holding the guitar happily.

When he was about to sigh a few words, the two walked around a corner and suddenly saw the scene inside the field.

Crowded with people, the seats are full.

Su Zelang's mind suddenly dizzy, he almost couldn't believe that this was the real picture, was he wrong?

Su Chengyi, who was next to him, suddenly smiled, raised his hand and raised his voice and said:

"Thank you!"

Hearing his greeting voice, the crowd cheered and became restless.

"No, son, what's going on?"

The soles of Su Zelang's feet seemed to have roots, and he didn't dare to go any further.

"A music festival for you."

Su Chengyi said extremely easily, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Music festivals?

When Su Zelang was still digesting this sentence, he saw several familiar people walking down from the stage and laughing at him.

That's the band's keyboardist, bassist, and guitarist.

It's been many years, and they, like Su Zelang, have become fat greasy middle-aged men.

But after hugging, with a tearful smile, several people returned to the high-spirited teenager in high school in each other's eyes.

At that time, I shouted the slogan of long live rock and roll, and felt that music could overcome everything.

"Uncle Drummer. I'm not in good health, and I said I hope to see a video of you singing. ”

Su Chengyi stood next to him and added softly.

In fact, it is no longer a very good category, when Su Chengyi contacted him, it was his wife who answered the phone.

The person has terminal cancer and is undergoing chemotherapy in the hospital.

But after he heard about it, he was still very happy about it, although he couldn't come to the scene, but he asked Su Chengyi to record a video for him.

When a few people walked to the stage, the audience gave a very strong cheer, and successfully called these old uncles who have been retired for many years.

The audience is basically young faces, and it is a middle school student convened by Su Chengyi.

He actually only told Xu Yang at the beginning, and he just called a few acquaintances to come.

But Xu Yang said that the more people in the music festival, the better, and the atmosphere must be created.

So in the name of Su Chengyi, he posted on the school forum.

I didn't expect his name to be so good, it was simply a response, and the whole field was tightly crowded.

Su Chengyi then contacted the team that rented the equipment, as well as the cleaners.

He personally supervised the work, and it took a day of work today to finally rearrange this disrepaired and dilapidated site.

Su Chengyi stood on the stage and took the microphone first, cleared his throat, and said:

"Hello everyone, thank you for coming to the scene and willing to watch my dad's band perform. Thank you so much. ”

"Wuhu !! Looks good and loves to watch!! ”

Before the performance began, the atmosphere below was already boiling.

Xu Yang stood next to the stereo with a grin and shouted the loudest.

For the first time in his life, Su Zelang felt embarrassed, glanced at his old teammates, and took the microphone a little embarrassed:

"Ahem, let's bear with me, I haven't sung for years, I guess I have some spicy ears hahaha."

"Won't !!"

The audience shouted cheers.

In fact, the reason why the rock band wants to listen to the live is not the hoarse energy?

It's not a matter of breaking the tone and going out of tune, the key is to get the atmosphere in place.

At this time, Su Chengyi quietly glanced backstage, Chu Tianmian and Han Bingzheng were on the left and right, and it was very difficult to bring people into the crowd.

"OK, what about the first song?"

With everyone's encouragement, Su Zelang suddenly had a feeling of "the old man chatting about juvenile madness", and adjusted the height of the microphone very stylishly.

"By the way, who's going to beat our drums?"

As soon as the words fell, Su Chengyi took two steps forward, lowered his head to the microphone and said:

"It's ugly."

His words were really handsome, and there was a burst of screams and cheers from the audience.

Su Chengyi sat in front of the drum kit, turned the drum stick, and handed the lead singer a look.

Su Zelang nodded, and looked at his teammates one by one, and his heart was moved.

And as soon as Su Chengyi's drum rhythm came out, Su Zelang could hear what song it was.

As if he had a feeling, he looked into the audience.

Yang Liu was surrounded by people in the crowd, looking at himself on the stage from afar.

This glance at each other is like stepping back in time.

When I chased her back then, this one was the one I sang the most.

《Don't break my heart》

"Maybe it's because I don't know too much,

Maybe it's my fault.

Maybe everything has been slowly missed,

Maybe it doesn't have to be said anymore.

Never thought you would end up like this,

Not sure in my heart"

The mood swings are too great, and the voice is a little hoarse.

It's true that I haven't sung a song for many years, and these lines are almost shouted.

But the audience erupted in cheers like never before.

The young people below have rarely heard such old songs, but at this time, none of them were moved by the singing voice of the uncle on the field.

“Don't break my heart，

Gentle again,

I don't want to see your silence.

Waiting alone, bearing in silence,

Joy always comes to me in my dreams."

By the time the second chorus was sung, the audience had already started a chorus spontaneously.

It was getting late, and the audience took out their mobile phones and turned on their flashlights.

The lights are dense like stars, swaying to the rhythm.

Beautiful, dream-like scenes.

At the end of the song, Su Zelang couldn't help but burst into tears.

is not only nostalgic for his youth, but also because of his feelings for this song, which can be said to be a "love song".

Over the years, he not only did not dare to sing, but even did not dare to listen to it at all.

And now that he had sung it all over again from beginning to end, he only felt that a place in his heart was suddenly empty.

Maybe it's time to let go of the past and look forward.

Yang Liu in the audience also had red eyes, Su Zelang didn't know what she was thinking at this time, until she suddenly smiled.

Just like back then, it was love at first sight.

And so he finally laughed too.

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