In order to ascend, I had no choice but to play games.

Chapter 509: Big Brother
When the monkey came to the studio, he found that Fang Cheng was obediently at the workstation today, which made the monkey's eyes widen in excitement.

He thought the boss had appeared again with a new game, but after seeing it clearly, he rubbed his eyes in confusion.

I woke up in the morning and seemed to see something wrong.

The boss in front of me looks the same as usual, but after staring for a while, you can feel something different from usual.

After watching it carefully for a while, the monkey suddenly realized.

The boss is laughing!

Fang Cheng would usually laugh, but it was usually short-lived. Most of the time, he was very calm, with a sense of calmness as if he had read everything in the world.

But today, Fang Cheng looked very happy, and his smile had a different feeling than before.

Although it is a good thing that the boss is happy, the abnormal behavior made the monkey quite nervous, and he asked cautiously: "Boss, you look quite happy."

"Yeah." Fang Cheng nodded, "I figured out some things, so I'm in a good mood."

"Two, are you two?"

“What does one plus one equal?”

"You know what?"

Looking at the messages from players with a smile, Fang Cheng finally felt the fun of the game.

Interaction is the performance of the game, and curiosity is the intrinsic driving force of the game. A game must arouse players' curiosity, which is also the driving force for the game to attract players to continue playing.

The monkey also breathed a sigh of relief, and Rang Zai couldn't help but ask: "Boss, what have you figured out?"

He has no purpose other than watching different players play the game in different ways and enjoy different pleasures from the game.

Games are living art, which means that as long as there are people playing the games, players will continue to interact with the manufacturers through the games and write their own stories together in the games.

"No reason, is this the rule?"

"Give the boss a little room for improvement."

He hopes that players will write unique stories, and he hopes to see players produce something that amazes him on the gaming stage.

Looking at the monkey who kept thinking, Fang Cheng nodded with satisfaction.

"...With all due respect, isn't this common sense?"

After thinking about it for a while, Monkey found that he often heard this sentence, but never thought about it in detail. His thoughts only stayed on the surface instead of digging deeper.

"Why not number one?"

"……Gone?"

"Who stipulated it, why it was stipulated, and what can be deduced based on this stipulation?"

His past game experience allowed him to see the bizarre behaviors of players. On the one hand, these behaviors made him feel helpless, but they also allowed him to see the players' extraordinary creativity.

"No, I feel like I still haven't seen the boss clearly. In my heart, the boss is a genius in the gaming industry when he is alive, and he is one of the top three characters in the Game Hall of Fame when he dies."

"...Xiaodouzi, are you too deified of the boss?"

Sitting at his workstation, Fang Cheng looked at the computer in front of him and refreshed the "Childhood" video on Station B over and over again.

From the great to the simple, a lot of knowledge is hidden in very simple sentences, but if you think carefully, you can gain a lot.

Monkey really wants to complain about how to make progress when everyone is dead, but he feels that complaining at this time is useless.

"why?"

Looking at the serious Xiaodouzi, Monkey felt that the other party seemed to be making excuses, but it didn't feel like it.

After letting the monkey think for a while, Xiaodouzi said: "You seem to be very common sense, but a lot of things are needed to prove and constrain it, so that this seemingly common thing can be determined. And the game The same goes for the art of interaction. Although it is just a common sentence, there is quite a lot of truth behind it. "

“Why does one plus one equal two?”

"what why?"

Xiaodouzi looked at Huang Ping coldly and pushed up his glasses with his middle finger: "I think you don't understand at all."

The boss's words are very common, and most game practitioners have heard this sentence.

Although this sentence seems to be back to the original point, the past experience has become a stepping stone for the present, allowing Fang Cheng to see different content.

Seeing Fang Cheng's emotional expression, Monkey became even more confused.

"Games are interactive art."

"Gone."

"People are different. What you think is common sense may take me a long time to understand. But it doesn't matter, as long as I understand it."

Now that Fang Cheng brought it up, he also began to think about the nature of the game, and finally fell into the trap of thinking and couldn't extricate himself.

But when I think about it carefully, I find that this sentence defines what a game is, clarifies the core of the game, and can play a fundamental role in UI, system, gameplay and various aspects.

And his expectations for the players are now understood by him.

Shrugging helplessly, Monkey began to continue working, but then he found that he couldn't concentrate.

Back at his work station, Monkey was puzzled. He could only pull Xiaodouzi's clothes aside and asked: "What's going on today, boss? Why do you insist on saying that games are interactive art?"

He began to wonder what actions the players would make, and this curiosity was an emotion he had almost never felt before.

The conflict between the old fox and the heretic was broadcast live, and the old fox's spontaneous remarks in the end further increased the popularity of the game, and many players discovered that this game is actually connected to the Internet!
It's online!

Although most people are crying now because of the tear-jerking gameplay of "Childhood", many players have already had enough.

Some people can't see them being so miserable. Even if his companion repeatedly emphasizes that this is all a script and acting, he still can't understand why this is happening. He keeps pointing at the screen and saying repeatedly: "This baby is so miserable, this baby is so miserable." ah!"

"Grandpa Cheng, I even said this is acting!"

"It's so miserable! I don't have enough to eat, I get beaten every day, and then I have to be videotaped for people to watch. It's so miserable."

Looking at the sobbing old man Cheng Tianhua, Qian Xiaohao felt helpless at this time.

He shouldn't have let the old man play this game!

At first, the old man had a lot of fun.

After all, this game can simulate "Childhood", so if you put the old man's past experiences into it, you can simulate the old man's childhood memories, allowing him to make up for his past regrets.

In this game, the old man did not get on the ship. He stayed with his parents. He went to the streets with his friends every day, sold newspapers, and secretly participated in the revolution to make up for his regrets.

This game made the old man cheerful and restored his consciousness a lot. The family doctor who came to check also said that this was a miracle and asked Mr. Cheng Tianhua to continue playing, maybe a miracle would happen.

In order to make the old man play more happily, Qian Xiaohao started to watch the videos of various anchors, hoping to expand the content of the game. As a result, the incident happened that made Mr. Cheng Tianhua burst into tears.

Seeing his old buddy crying like this, Qian Xiaohao's grandfather Qian Daudao kicked Qian Xiaohao directly, and then shouted angrily: "Look at the good things you have done!"

"You asked me to play with Grandpa Cheng!" Qian Xiaohao roared.

"Then I asked you to make him cry! I don't care, you have to coax you to become a grandpa, or you will get out of the house!" "Get out of here! I will go back to the room to find a way now!"

Qian Xiaohao quickly returned to his room, almost crying.

Where can he find a solution?

Qian Xiaohao became angrier and angrier as he watched the live video of the brutality, but there was nothing he could do.

Just when he was sulking alone, his bedroom door was opened. Hearing the sound of the door opening, Qian Xiaohao shouted subconsciously: "I'm thinking of a way, I'm not lazy!"

"Master, it's me."

The maid appeared at the door and looked at Qian Xiaohao expressionlessly: "I have something to tell you."

"Don't talk about it yet, I have more important things now. Grandpa Cheng will cry when he sees the female anchor now, saying that this doll is too miserable."

"Then don't let him take notice."

"Then she would also cry, saying that the female doll must have been shot. What do you think I should do?"

The maid originally wanted to say something more important, but seeing Qian Xiaohao's current state, she felt like she couldn't say it.

After thinking for a while, she said: "Master, have you watched the videos of heretics before?"

"I will definitely watch my brother Xie's videos... What videos?"

"...Sigh. Such a useless young master, what should I do if he is gone?"

"I think so too, so don't leave me."

The maid looked at Qian Xiaohao expressionlessly.

Although he is a loser and has almost no advantages except that he is more comfortable with overtime pay, his appearance is really good and he looks as cute as a Chihuahua.

And he has been receiving training from Mr. Cheng recently. He has gained more muscles and seems to have grown a little longer. He looks more like a man now.

But the most irritating thing is that he seems to have become enlightened recently. He always says flirtatious words intentionally or unintentionally, making it even harder for her to speak.

"Ugh……"

"I've tolerated you for a long time! You've been sighing since you came in. What did I do wrong?"

"breathe."

"Do you want me to die?"

"Forget it, let's watch the video after that."

He took out the video from the old fox live broadcast room. After the two of them watched it, the maid pointed at the video and said, "Did you see it?"

"See, my evil brother is so handsome."

"That's not what I mean. What I mean is that this game is online."

"I know."

"You know a hammer. The meaning of networking is that if you want, you can enter the other party's game, and then you can do whatever you want."

Qian Xiaohao immediately frowned, looked at the maid and said, "Your idea is too evil."

"What I mean is that you can be nice to her and let her live a good life. Then you will be happy as an old man. So let me ask you, what were you thinking just now?"

"……nothing……"

"What is nothing?"

"Don't talk nonsense, just do it!"

So, when the anchor named Les Misérables opened "Childhood" and prepared to sell it according to her own script, she was surprised to find that there were a few more people in her home.

As soon as the father who was programmed to like domestic violence raised his hand, two elementary school students appeared immediately, then raised their phones to call the police.

Afterwards, they took the anchor who had not yet reacted away from the place and said righteously to the anchor: "Comrade, we have finally found you."

"Who are you?"

"Please call us Childhood Heroes! We feel your painful childhood, so we came here to save you!"

"I don't need saving! Let me go back!"

"Look, look, everyone is starting to sympathize with the perpetrators now. What is this called? The Armstrong gyrotron cannon?"

"Master, it's Stockholm Syndrome." His companion, the maid who used a red scarf as a mask, said helplessly, "You can say you are uneducated, you can just say something casually. Say you are literate, why can't you even remember this word? Don’t live.”

"Maid, do you have a problem with me?"

"You actually saw it? It shows that your IQ is very suitable for your current status."

"Maid!"

Qian Xiaohao pulled the anchor and ran all the way, and finally stopped in a street, panting.

Turning his head, he looked at the anchor behind him, put his hands on the other person's shoulders, and said seriously: "Miss, don't be afraid, we..."

A clear slap sounded, and the female anchor slapped Qian Xiaohao. However, the other party dodged it nimbly, and the slap flew back, hitting her hard on the right side of her face.

Suddenly being slapped by himself, Les Miserables couldn't hold back and cried on the spot.

"Who are you! Why are you torturing me! I am just a little anchor, why are you so annoying to me!"

"To be honest, we are here to save you." Qian Xiaohao said immediately.

"Who asked you to save me! Look at the popularity of my live broadcast room, it has dropped by 20% now! My boss wants to deduct my KPI again!"

"What kind of black-hearted boss is this?"

"None of your business! Have you rewarded me? Have you boarded the ship for me?"

Qian Xiaohao didn't say much, but directly showed the recharge record.

Grandpa Cheng is now old and confused, and in order to make Grandpa Cheng happy, Qian Xiaohao will also reward Les Miserables from time to time, and unknowingly he has reached the first position on the list.

After all, he is a small anchor. For a few thousand dollars, he can dominate the rankings for a long time. It is very easy for Qian Xiaohao.

Seeing the record number one on the list, Les Miserables immediately wiped away his tears as if nothing had happened.

Afterwards, she even entangled herself with Qian Xiaohao like a snake at an extremely fast speed, and then said flatteringly: "So you really are the number one brother on the list! I have always wanted to meet a gay offline, but I didn't expect to meet him here. Big brother, you have made me wait so hard."

Seeing such a miserable world and Qian Xiaohao, the expression of the maid on the side became even colder.

She didn't know what Grandpa Cheng would think later.

But she knew someone was dying.

(End of this chapter)