I! NS game designer

Chapter 9 Kass' Theme
However, life always needs some sense of ritual.

Or a sense of the sacred.

The same is true of coming to this familiar but completely different world.

Some things must be changed.

Wei Junjie firmly believed that his future was destined to be full of ups and downs, but he was unwilling to back down.

He still sticks to his principles.

"Sorry, can you play it for me?"

The young man was about to turn off the accordion as the piece in his hands had just ended.

Hearing Wei Junjie's request, he was stunned, then smiled, put down the music score in his hand, and nodded: "Of course."

Looking at the accordion held by the young man in front of him, his heartbeat suddenly started to beat faster.

Wei Junjie looked at the people around him, and then breathed out slightly.

To be honest, he was a little stage frightened.

"Hoo~!"

Taking a deep breath, Wei Junjie closed his eyes, his hands trembling, and he slowly touched the keys of the accordion with very clumsy movements.

It seems that he hasn't played the accordion for a long time, but the accordion has already become a part of his body.

An elegant and soothing piano music flowed out, bringing intoxicating tranquility and comfort, and the entire cafe was instantly filled with an intoxicating aroma.

A pleasant, refreshing and refreshing piano sound spread out from the coffee shop.

Some guests dining nearby stopped, raised their heads, and looked towards the cafe.

The familiar smell made him feel as if he had returned to his childhood, and he enjoyed this feeling very much.

It's just that now, he can't enjoy the warmth and beauty of childhood.

He seemed to have forgotten everything and just wanted to immerse himself in it.

The melodious melody gradually faded away until it disappeared without a trace.

Wei Junjie opened his eyes and looked around, finding that the entire cafe was extremely quiet.

"What kind of music is this? Is it so beautiful?"

"It's unbelievable, the melody of this song is so beautiful."

"..."

There were waves of admiration in the coffee shop.

The guests who were sitting on their seats enjoying coffee immediately stood up and walked towards Wei Junjie after hearing the music.

"What's the name of this piece?" Xingtong stared at Lu Yuan with an unprecedented seriousness.

"Kass' Theme!" Wei Junjie said calmly.

"Kass'theme? The name of this song is quite special. Was it created by you?" Surprise flashed across Xingtong's face.

"This is an op track for my game. If you haven't heard this track before, then I think it was composed by me, or you can say that I brought it from another world."

Wei Junjie said calmly.

"Transported from another world?" Xingtong smiled slightly: "Are you kidding me? Do you think you're writing a novel? And traveling through time? I'm also possessed by the system and reborn?!"

"Do you still want to say that your game console and this game were produced by a famous manufacturer in the previous life?"

Wei Junjie smiled and didn't say much.

Wei Junjie picked up the napkin next to him and wiped the sweat on his hands and forehead, then carefully threw the napkin into the wastebasket, and bowed to everyone very elegantly, thinking that he was very elegant.

Perhaps it was the addition of the piano music, but Wei Junjie, who didn't look very handsome, actually had a hazy glow in Xingtong's eyes.

Xingtong also started to applaud.This accordion music really deserves her applause.

But she may not like it very much. This song makes her feel too lonely, as if no one around her is gone, and she is the only one left in the world.

And this piece of music gave her a sad feeling.

This feeling made her very uncomfortable.

But this song gave her a sense of belonging
She didn't understand where this feeling came from.
She didn't even understand why she suddenly had such inexplicable thoughts.

"A brave man protects the princess and saves the continent of Hyrule? It's a very old-fashioned routine!" At this time, Xingtong opened the game plan and murmured to himself: "Let's go and talk."

"Okay!" Wei Junjie followed Xingtong and returned to his seat.

The two started talking again.

However, I don't know if it was because of the previous experience, but the two of them were not too restrained.

Although Xingtong was very casual and didn't put on airs, Wei Junjie couldn't find a topic.

"Hehehehe! Are you afraid of me?" Xingtong looked at Wei Junjie's nervous look and couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing.

Wei Junjie smiled bitterly and said, "It's true."

Xingtong smiled: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in boys."

"Oh?"

Hearing Xingtong's words, Wei Junjie was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

But he soon stopped smiling.

"How much do you think your game will cost for promotion, or for post-maintenance and staffing?" Xingtong asked, her smile reduced.

"Naturally, the more the better, you won't regret it."

"After all, this game is still in its infancy and has not yet formed a market, so we need to wait for the game to become more popular before we can start thinking about publicity, but I don't think it will cost much." Wei Junjie thought for a while.

"Are you sure?" Xing Tong asked in surprise: "Are you sure that your game will be a big hit, or that you can break even without losing money?"

"Since I dare to say it, I must be confident." Wei Junjie smiled.

"I want to remind you that the current domestic game market is stagnant. In addition, you are making console games, and your game is only exclusive to your own platform. You do not intend to go to any third-party platform. You want to open up the market. It’s quite difficult.”

"You are very confident." Xingtong felt that Wei Junjie was radiating that brilliance again!

Wei Junjie shook his head: "I believe in my game and I will never lose to any game."

Wei Junjie has confidence, which is his most basic capital and also his self-confidence.

Or rather.

This damn game is from Nintendo. In the previous life, players called it a manufacturer like a god in the gaming world, the only god.

"I'm very curious about your thoughts on this piece of music. It can bring people a sense of belonging, but I don't quite understand. Could it be that just one piece of music can make people feel a sense of belonging?" Xingtong wondered. said.

Wei Junjie smiled slightly and said nothing.

Because he is Zelda.

The music continued to play downstairs.

The patrons in the café continued to listen quietly to the sound of the mouth organ.

"Where's the contract?" Xingtong looked at Wei Junjie.

"Contract?" Wei Junjie was slightly startled.

"Didn't you prepare the contract for the investment?"

(End of this chapter)