Chapter 8 Set up a studio
""Living to Death", a love letter from the dead to the living."

"Highly recommended, a thousand years of loneliness, just for your arrival."

"Fun, no explanation."

"The only downside to the game is that it's actually a horror game. Well, it's kind of short, which is kind of scary."

"Alpha my daughter!"

"Upstairs, you are my father-in-law!"

"Go away! You cyber copper smelting addict!"

"Go away! Alpha is thousands of years older than us!"

"Fang Cheng, the game producer, is definitely a genius, but he also showed his incomparable bad taste. "Second Son of the Forest" has already shown his genius in scene construction, and "Born to Death" has shown his talent in scene construction. Excellence in terms of plot. However, the former has a tragic name and the latter a disaster. But if I say, there are more such wicked geniuses, the better."

On the bed, Fang Cheng looked at the evaluation on the steam platform and felt a little unbelievable.

The recommendation of tens of thousands of people directly pushed the game to the position of "special praise", which shows that most players think this game is very fun.

The water vapor platform even dedicated a small page, which is considered a free promotion.

but……

What he wanted to do was clearly a horror game!

Huge giants should bring an indescribable sense of oppression, the powerless climbing process should be full of danger and oppression, and frequent failures will make players feel impatient.

But why...

Do you think this game is healing and the characters are cute?
Is it really so difficult to unify our understanding of fun?
Just as Fang Cheng was frowning and thinking, a phone call came in.

Finding out that it was Teacher Shen, Fang Cheng connected the phone, and then heard Teacher Shen's excited voice.

"Fangcheng, you really belong to me!"

"Teacher Shen, I..."

"I thought you wanted to make a horror game, but I didn't expect to make a platform jumping game. You are still a little humorous, but don't do it next time."

"I do..."

"Your talent can't be wasted. Just let that idiot Kongkong die without the vision. A guy who is full of money is not qualified to manage a genius like you. I'm going to persuade Tianyi to set up a new studio, you go Producer."

"But……"

"I don't want to go? Oh, I understand. It's really unpleasant to work for others. Well, I'll help you apply for an office, and you can open a studio by yourself. I still have a bit of face about loans, so I can apply for an interest-free loan for you." , it’s a support for newcomers. It’s okay if you haven’t made it, I’ll help you pay it back.”

"..."

"Recruit a few more people and get a big one. And don't make free games, games have to charge money."

Fang Cheng finally found an opportunity, and quickly asked, "Why do you charge money?"

Fang Cheng could feel the other party's confusion through the phone.

Half a minute later, Teacher Shen said, "You can't dig someone else's way."

After Teacher Shen's explanation, Fang Cheng finally understood.

Games are actually expensive.

Even if AI technology is already very developed, art needs to burn money, programs need to burn money, planning needs to burn money, and the cost of trial and error in developing a gameplay is also money.

Some people can use love to generate electricity, but most gamers use games as a job, and normal free will not impact their jobs.

But Fangcheng is an exception.

The ultra-high game quality will impact the game market and form a bad effect.

When a new game comes out, others will point to Fangcheng's game and say, "It's not as fun as a free game, how dare you charge money?"

Although some garbage games will be withdrawn from the market because of this, more than [-]% of gamers will die because of this, which will eventually be a devastating blow to the game industry.

"When the water is clear, there will be no fish. When people are upright, there will be no disciples. The same is true for playing games. Proper bubbles are healthy. Do you understand?"

"Understood." Fang Cheng was convinced.

If not to say that the older generation of gamers are powerful, the principles of economics are clear.

And Mr. Shen acted vigorously, and not long after, he was asked to go to the bank, and half an hour later, an interest-free loan of 50 yuan was credited to the account.

In order not to put too much pressure on Fang Cheng, Teacher Shen applied for a loan instead of paying directly.

This is not only a mentorship, but also the expectations of the older generation of gamers for the new generation.

In addition, Mr. Shen also helped Fangcheng apply for a two-year rent-free office building. The location of the floor is a bit coincidental, just opposite Tianyi's empty studio, so you can see each other when you look up.

After knowing this, Teacher Shen was a little embarrassed, and after calling Fang Cheng, he said that if he didn't like it, he could change it, you're welcome.

But Fang Cheng didn't care and declined.

The office building is ready-made. Although Fang Cheng said that it would not be as big as a whole floor, Mr. Shen said that it is free, and we will talk about it after using it first.

The computers belonged to Mr. Shen’s former studio. These computers are probably new. They said they were borrowed, but they were actually given away. They even sent a batch of computer desks and gaming chairs. A studio comes out.

Although he is an immortal, Fang Cheng still feels that Teacher Shen's gift is too heavy.

Temporarily unable to think of a way to repay, Fang Cheng simply planted a batch of spiritual herbs himself, filled them into tea and sent them to Teacher Shen, and then asked sincerely: "Mr. Is it? If the other party has committed a heinous crime, I can't kill him, and I can guarantee that no one will notice."

Teacher Shen burst out laughing, patted Fang Cheng on the shoulder and said, "I didn't expect Xiao Fang to be quite humorous. Don't think too much, I have selfish intentions too."

"Then two?"

"Okay, don't be kidding. Domestic games are on the decline. Many games can only enclose their own cuteness, or sell their feelings. It hurts to watch. Although we are only in our 40s, our thinking is solidified, and we cherish our feathers too much and don't want to move. Yes. Now that I see you are such a good seedling, I should cultivate you for a while."

"Mr. Shen, I really haven't figured out why the game is fun."

"I don't understand either. Who can say that they have fully understood the game. The game is really an art. You have no idea when and in what way your game will move others and make them have fun ideas. In short, don’t put too much pressure on it, try to walk your own path and find your own path.”

"……thanks."

After thanking him sincerely, Fang Cheng took out his own tea leaves and said to Teacher Shen: "This time, I don't have any other presents. I planted these tea leaves myself, and I ask the teacher to accept them. Drink a little every day to strengthen your health." It also helps with hair loss.”

"I planted it myself... Then I'm not going to be polite, it has nothing to do with hair loss or anything."

After sending Fang Cheng out, Teacher Shen took out the tea leaves in the pot, put them under his nose and smelled them, and immediately felt the fragrance.

Take a little and soak it in boiling water, and you will see a cup full of green tea, as if the whole spring has been filled in it.

After taking a sip, the fragrance on the lips and teeth immediately lingered, and Teacher Shen couldn't help but sigh: "It's a good thing."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after drinking a cup of tea, Mr. Shen felt refreshed, and the remaining hair shone a lot.

(End of this chapter)

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