The year is coming to an end, and the group chat of X1 Studio has returned to its usual rhythm.

It's just that the demo of "Disco Elysium" is about to be released, and everyone has no intention of fishing, and the group chat messages are all work-related information and documents.

Especially He Wufei and Dong Yu, these two people are mixed with excitement and anxiety, and they have been suffering from insomnia for several days.

As for why Su Chengyi knew, the reason was very simple.

Because he always gets messages from four or five o'clock in the middle of the night, about bug fixes, about promotional copy.

But at that point, he had already slept peacefully, so he waited until the next morning to reply to the past-

"You can do it yourself."

"Whatever."

"Everything."

"Hmm."

Dong Yu often thinks that his boss may be an artificial intelligence.

He was generous with his New Year's bonuses that made people doubt the legitimacy of the company; He is reticent, and every time he has an online meeting, someone else makes a report, and his summary is so short that it will not exceed five words; His way of replying to messages is stiffer than a bot's intelligent reply, and he never publishes a love bag.

In this way, I haven't met the boss in person, and I barely have to face the online video interview.

At that time, Dong Yu felt a little strange.

Because the person on the other side of the video is too young, his young face still has a bit of student spirit.

Except for those dark and indifferent eyes, he looked exactly like a fledgling male college student.

At that time, Dong Yu thought that if he just set up a game studio to "chase dreams", it was understandable that the boss was such a young man.

Because there may be something that is very interested in video games, otaku rich second generation and the like.

But after officially taking over the project of "Disco Elysium", Dong Yu's idea was instantly shaken.

Whoever can make this game must be a genius.

In the process of participating in the production, Dong Yu has been completely impressed by the artistry of the game itself.

Although he knew that such a game might not be a hit, he also strengthened his idea that he would stay here even if it was for love.

So the speculation that the boss is a "young rich second generation who is not bad for money and is not bad at playing games on a whim" is not true, he is really capable.

Then maybe it's an android.

Or maybe it's a virtual image projected by AI.

Time passed little by little, Dong Yu looked at the timer on the table, took a sip of coffee, and his heart was pounding.

At zero o'clock, the demo of "Disco Elysium" will be officially released.

And tonight, there are many people who stay up all night waiting like him.

These days, he regularly harasses Su Chengyi every day, just because he is worried that the publicity is not in place.

He is not worried about the quality of the game at all, although there will be people who don't like it, but as long as it is someone who can play it with brain waves, he will definitely praise it like him.

Su Chengyi's reaction to this was not salty or light as usual, and he looked calm and relaxed.

Seeing him so calm, although Dong Yu was worried, he had no choice but to endure it.

After all, this talent is the absolute core of making this game.

Finally, the day before the demo was released, that is, yesterday, he finally had some action.

As the only warm-up means, X1 Game Studios unveiled a one-and-a-half-minute promo video on social platforms.

This is also the first post posted by X1 Studio on social media.

The copywriter only has a short sentence: "Tomorrow night at 0:00, stay tuned." ”

The trailer blew up the pool like a torpedo, and in an instant posts discussing Disco Elysium sprung up like mushrooms after a rain on major forums.

Dong Yu watched the trailer for the first time, and although he was a core developer, he was still shocked by this short minute and a half minutes.

This kind of editing technique is extremely trendy, not like a game at all, but like the ultimate trailer of some Hollywood theater blockbuster.

This is very much in line with the game positioning of Disco Elysium, because it is a role-playing game with a huge amount of copywriting.

As soon as Dong Yu saw the subtitles at the end, he immediately sent a message to the boss excitedly:

"Mr. Su, this trailer is too successful! It turns out that you have been planning other things, it seems that I am too anxious! ”

The retweets and comments have reached 10,000 times, and the response has been very intense.

", the New Year's gift is here! Quick look! ”

"This style of painting is too appetizing to me, the art adds chicken legs, and the chicken legs are bigger!"

"Engaging in this kind of airborne is really . Let me play first, let me play first! ”

"This trailer is so handsome, and it is perfectly stepped on with BGM, which makes my scalp tingle. I hope I don't engage in fraud, I've been deceived too many times. ”

"Rest assured, this little-known small workshop is just like that at most. Ninety-nine percent of the money was used to produce this million-dollar clip, which was based on the defense. ”

"The upstairs is so sour, it can't be a sailor bought by a friend, right?"

"It's a sour chicken feather, anyway, it's going to be released tomorrow night, let's see."

On the other side of the screen, Su Chengyi held a lollipop in his mouth and forwarded the comment link of the trailer to a WeChat friend.

The other party: "."

"What? Are you going to pay me a salary? ”

"Enough! I will never take on another job like this next time! ”

Su Chengyi laughed and replied:

"Thank you Mr. Zou for your help."

Zou Yong's state changed to "the other party is typing", and then changed back to the original state.

After a while, I replied:

"What a fuss."

Su Chengyi chewed the lollipop in his mouth, and the smell of strawberries spread to his mouth.

He had been planning the promotional video, but the finished product provided by the team he found was not so satisfactory.

Some of them are too assembly-line, and Su Chengyi always has an inexplicable sense of familiarity when he looks at it, as if he has seen it somewhere next door.

Some of them are more innovative, but unfortunately the effect is very average, and they don't have the eye-catching feeling he wants.

After Su Chengyi received the first version of the plan, he actually had a number of Party B's editing styles in his heart, and did not ask them to revise the second version, but directly settled the labor fee.

There is no need, it is painful to change it back and forth, and it will not achieve the desired effect, but will waste time.

As a result, there was never a finished product that met the perfectionist's needs.

In desperation, when Su Chengyi was about to do it himself, he suddenly swiped Zou Yong's dynamics in the circle of friends.

"I never thought I would win this award, thank you for your support!"

Attached at the end is a video.

Su Chengyi's mind moved, and he clicked in.

It is a winter vacation activity of BGI, and Zou Yong edited a micro-film for the competition in the hospital.

It's short, only three minutes.

Su Chengyi watched this video carefully.

The plot line is clear, and it is a story about a cycle of killing.

But the script is not brilliant, it is a bit old-fashioned, if a reasoning enthusiast like Su Chengyi comes to see it, he has already guessed the ending at the end of the first cycle.

But the post-editing made a big difference.

The suspenseful atmosphere is rendered in place, the scene switching is crisp and neat, and the BGM cuts just right.

Overall, it is a good finished product, and it is well deserved to receive the award from BGI.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

Su Chengyi quickly clicked on the chat box with Zou Yong.

"Congratulations."

As soon as he said this, Zou Yong instantly became alert.

“？”

"Weasel greetings chickens, right?"

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Since he was so straightforward, Su Chengyi didn't have to hide it, so he directly spread out his purpose and said it.

"I made a game and wanted to ask you to help cut a promo video."

“.”

To be honest, Zou Yong's outlook on life suddenly collapsed a little.

Obviously, everyone is a freshman, and it can't be newer.

At this stage, shouldn't everyone still be in the stage of ignorance?

Shouldn't you just break free from the cage of nine-year exam-oriented education, trying to adapt to the leisurely pace of the university, exploring the structure of campus buildings, or scolding Fang Yu in club activities?!

Just now, he was still feeling a trace of pride for his work winning the award, and immediately someone sent a light sentence "I made a game".

Say it as easily as "I just ate an egg scones".

Zou Yong stared at the screen of his phone, feeling that he was silenced by a set of skills.

"I watched your work and the editing was great. I've also reached out to other teams and always feel like it's not working as well as you want, but I think you're capable. ”

The people on the other side were still talking.

Zou Yong took a deep breath and replied word by word:

"May I ask, what game did you make?"

"You agreed?"

“.”

"Then you'll acquiesce."

Su Chengyi didn't realize that Zou Yong was already on the verge of an explosion of mentality, so he quickly turned on the computer and packed some of the materials needed for editing and sent them over.

Zou Yong had already washed up and lay down on the bed, ready to accept a wave of rainbow farts from the circle of friends and fall asleep.

"Damn."

A bunch of documents smashed over, and Zou Yong had no choice but to get up with a scolding and open the computer to unzip them one by one.

The phone is still tinkling, and there are constantly likes and comments from the circle of friends, originally Zou Yong sent the circle of friends just to receive these, but at this time he had no intention of looking at it again, and turned on the silent mode irritably.

As the decompression progress bar slowed forward, he sat in the dark room, staring at the glowing fluorescent computer screen in a daze.

For a moment, he felt as if he was a bit of a wimp.

I obviously don't want to deal with that guy at all, but every time I inexplicably get involved in such a thing.

Zou Yong sighed, there was still the last one left in the cigarette case on the table, he pulled it out and lit it, and the smoke was all around him.

In fact, he has been smoking since high school, but he has been hiding it so well that no one knows.

Maybe it can't be said that it is a good concealment, just because no one wants to supervise his things at all.

Whether it's a mistake like smoking, which is a serious mistake for other students, or something that deserves to be rewarded for being the first in the class, no matter what happens to him, no one cares.

Zou Yong looked at the progress bar on the screen, his expression dimmed in the smoke and dim light.

The most torturous thing in the world is probably to become an old enemy with Su Chengyi.

This guy is like a mechanical séance.,It's a plot kill in the game.,Even if you spend all your money to buy an invincible hang.,You can't help this real male protagonist without a blood bar.。

Every time you feel that you have achieved some small achievements, and you are secretly happy that you can get a little stage reward, this product will suddenly appear on the banner on the public screen, informing the world that he has saved the princess by slashing the demon king with his bare hands.

What's even worse is that he asks if you want to come to his wedding with the princess, and you look down at the "bladeless sword" you just got in your hand, and you are ready to wipe your neck with a sword to preserve the last of your integrity.

At this moment, he raised his finger and easily knocked your bladeless sword away, and then asked you why you did this with a puzzled expression.

Well, now something more torturous than the most torturous thing in the world has happened.

- That is, what you think is your rival doesn't see you as an enemy at all.

He is high up in the universal sentient beings, and if you look at you more, you will be full of compassion.

Thinking of this, Zou Yong was almost about to vomit blood.

Oh, God? Buddha? Can someone change the script for him?

"Ding Dong!"

The prompt sounds, and the decompression is complete.

Zou Yong snorted coldly and clicked on the file.

In fact, his mood is quite stable now, after all, it has been so long.

If such a thing had been put in the past, he would definitely be jealous, so anxious that his whole body stiffened, and he wanted to bang his head against the wall, and even roared loudly.

A whole pathetic character crawling in the shadows.

And now, he feels a bit like he has been influenced by the male protagonist, and he has joined his command and has become a certain shrimp soldier and crab general who only has a camera in the finale.

Actually, it's not a big deal to make a game, right? Stickman playing badminton, he can also do it?

You can do it with a little programming knowledge, and you don't have to react so much.

Su Chengyi is not from the computer department, he is from the law department, and his major is not right.

With such a self-comforting mentality, Zou Yong clicked on the first video file.

？？？

If it was just a set of skills just now, then now Zou Yong feels that he has been stabbed seven or eight hundred times in a row by "chuachuachua", and he owes the other party twenty blood bars.

Is this a game made by Su Chengyi?

Zou Yong was completely incredulous, and replied with a stunned face:

"It's a game you make???"

"It's not all me, it's a team. How's that, got an idea? ”

Su Chengyi's reply was as calm as ever.

Zou Yong's fingers rested on the keyboard, crackled and pressed a string of garbled characters, and sent it over as if angry.

The next second, he covered his face and sighed deeply.

That's it, that's it.

I'm old and can't fight.

But there is still a chance to fight back, that is, to viciously reject Su Chengyi!

Tell him boldly, I! No! Do!

Aren't you capable? Aren't you the male lead? Find your own way!

Something Zhong Wuyan has nothing to do with summer and spring, and you think of me at this time?

Zou Yong scolded and typed on the keyboard, ready to give Su Chengyi a little NPC counterattack.

"If not, it's okay, I'll ask again."

"The work you edited is really interesting, and I look forward to the follow-up."

"Congratulations on your award."

Unexpectedly, Su Chengyi sent three messages in a row.

Zou Yong was stunned for a long time, and lowered his eyes to look at the line he had just typed out.

"I'm not available, you can find someone else."

The finger lingered on the enter key, but it didn't press it for a long time.

After a long time, Zou Yong threw the burned cigarette butt into the plastic water cup and scolded in a low voice:

"."

He deleted the typed sentence word by word and wrote again:

"Hehe, don't blame me for the bad effect."

After pressing the enter key, Zou Yong closed the screen of his laptop with a "snap" as if he couldn't face reality.

"Damn, ah, ah!!"

He rolled back onto the bed, covering his head with the quilt, impotent and furious.

(End of chapter)