I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 231 Don't break my heart.
When Su Chengyi typed a line of code on the keyboard, he felt like he was back in his previous life, where he worked overtime and fixed bugs until he was exhausted.

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

But he soon realized how huge a project it was to make a game like Disco Elysium.

Just the sheer volume of copywriting as large as this novel is enough to be daunting.

And this is just the beginning.

In addition, there are program development, game function testing, daily operations, and marketing promotion.
If he could barely do this by spending more time on his own, then 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 overall, the most important thing about the game Disco Elysium is the copywriting style, so the game planner has to do it himself no matter what.

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 how difficult it was.

Su Chengyi stood up, poured himself a glass of water, and started thinking from the beginning.

Games like Disco Elysium have good reputations, high ratings, and are easy to win awards, 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 researching and developing, how about developing another simple yet magical mini-game to test the waters?

When it comes to this little game, things get a lot simpler.

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

If he was asked to write such a small game program, the total working time would probably 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, maybe he can ask others for advice.

At the same time, it is also important to form your own formal game studio.

Su Chengyi began to think about suitable candidates around him.

After thinking about it like this, I realized that my network of contacts can be seen at a glance.

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

Although Xu Yang has loved playing computers and games since he was a child, he would probably be reluctant to participate in game production.

Writing programs is a boring job after all.

Lin Tong has a steady and down-to-earth personality, which makes him very suitable to be a member of a team.

But he probably has never been exposed to computers since he was a child, let alone playing games.

Give him a copy of "Learning Computers for Beginners from Getting Started to Mastering" first. The future is promising.

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

The type that even Super Mario can't play.

Su Chengyi successfully silenced himself from thinking.

At this moment, the phone's ringtone suddenly rang.

Su Chengyi thought it would be like what was written in the novel, where Cao Cao arrived and divine soldiers descended from the sky.

I unlocked the lock screen with expectation, but the caller ID showed "Dad".

Su Cheng sighed indifferently and picked up.

"Hey?"

"Hey, son, what are you doing?"

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

"reading a book."

Su Chengyi replied.

Su Zelang was silent for a moment, probably thinking that he was being ridiculous again.

"I'm sorry about what happened today, son. Dad didn't think carefully about it. Alas, I don't know what happened."

He sighed heavily, seeming to be really troubled by this.

Su Chengyi's comforting words rolled around his mouth a few times before swallowing them.

He sat up from the sofa and looked at the height scale drawn line by line in the corner.

Starts at the age of one and ends at the age of 12.

After they divorced when he was 12 years old, they both moved out of the old house. Naturally, no one came to give him a mark anymore.

After a long silence, Su Zelang felt that he felt even more aggrieved after the phone call. He muttered a few times and was about to hang up.

"Then you should read a book first. By the way, have you eaten? Dad, will you order a takeaway? Forget it, I'll give you a red envelope and order it yourself. I don't know what you want to eat.

I won’t disturb you anymore, hang up now.”

"Wait a moment."

Su Chengyi stood up, pointed at the top of his head, and marked the last mark before becoming an adult.

"Take me somewhere tomorrow."

"Okay! Where to go?"

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

"Let's talk tomorrow."

Su Chengyi lowered his eyes and hung up the phone.

As the sun set, the room became completely dark, with only the fluorescent light of the computer screen on the table still on.

He stood leaning against the wall with his head lowered. From another angle, he looked like a dark shadow.

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

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

Su Zelang, who had never understood the meaning of insomnia since he was a child, was tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and kept wondering in his mind where Su Chengyi wanted to ask him to go.

Amusement park?Not likely, my son didn't look like a kid who enjoyed those rides.

It's not like he was stimulated by today's events, so he made an appointment to dissolve the father-son relationship with him.
That's not okay, I can't agree to it no matter what.

When Su Zelang thought of this, he felt gloomy and couldn't help but sit up and let out a long sigh.

Zhao Meng, who was next to him, had been woken up several times. Finally, he was no longer in a comforting mood and just turned over angrily.

Su Zelang had no time to pay attention to her now, and 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?As I get older, I can no longer stay up late to watch football games.

No, you have to endure it even if you can't stand it. The worst thing you can do is drink two bottles of coffee beforehand.

It's rare for my son to be in a mood, so we can't dampen his interest.

Amidst these messy thoughts, Su Zelang felt that he had not fallen asleep at all. As soon as the alarm clock rang for the first time in the morning, he sat up quickly.

After washing carefully, I even shaved.

They even wore suits and ties as if they were on a business trip.

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

At this point, Su Chengyi was fast asleep.

I wrote the plan until early in the morning last night, and I just fell asleep as it was almost dawn.

Su Zelang waited around at home. He couldn't wait for the call and was not in a hurry.

With this invitation, he was in an extremely good mood.

I walked around the house humming a little tune, playing with the parrots, and feeding the goldfish.

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

Although it was just a simple fried egg and toast with jam, this was the first time.

Zhao Meng was angry with him for several times, and then took Su Xiaoxue out.

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

It wasn't until the evening that Su Chengyi's call came.

When Su Zelang rushed 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 diligently handed over the iced lemon tea he had bought in advance.

"Didn't I ask you to wait for me to call you before going downstairs? Why did you come down early? It's so hot outside."

Su Zelang was chattering while reversing the car.

"not hot."

Su Chengyi looked down at his phone and answered casually.

"The address navigation is ready."

Su Zelang was still a little curious at first, but when he took a closer look, he was stunned.

".Why did you think of going here?"

"I want to go and see."

Su Chengyi unscrewed the lid of the lemon tea and took a sip.

Su Zelang hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, but no one has been there for a long time, so I'm afraid there's not much to see."

The car was not driving very fast, and Su Chengyi rolled down the window. The wind blew in wantonly, making the sound from the car stereo unclear.

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

Su Chengyi replied before he finished speaking:
"You'll know when you arrive."

His son had said so, so Su Zelang had no choice but to suppress his doubts.

But he still couldn't understand that the destination was actually the venue where his band used to perform.Su Zelang's band has been formed since high school. In order to do this, there was a lot of battles of wits and courage with parents and teachers.

Skipping class to practice singing, copying lyrics during class time, dressing up like a rock band member, and growing her hair long.
With a few like-minded friends together, we almost feel complacent and free.

And in that era, such a rebellious and passionate young image was indeed very popular among girls.

He was able to pursue Yang Liu, who was famous far and wide at that time, because of the blessing of such an image.

Now that he thinks about his former self, Su Zelang can't explain what it feels like.

It's definitely impossible to be proud, there's just a feeling of a non-mainstream past that is hard to look back on.

Do you regret it?Not even close to the question.

I chose my own path, and I was indeed happy in those years.

It’s just that I suffered a lot from it later on.

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

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

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

The strange thing is that the bad luck of failing to do anything suddenly disappears after the divorce.

Maybe this is the "law of conservation" that my son often talks about.

He lost his lover, so he also gained good luck in business.

The closer the car was to its destination, the more nervous Su Zelang felt.

Near nostalgia timid.

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

The car stopped outside the venue, and Su Zelang turned off the engine, but he still had no intention of unbuckling his seat belt and getting out of the car.

Su Chengyi seemed to have expected this reaction, so she didn't rush him. She took another sip of lemon tea and looked out the window without changing her expression.

"Okay, let's go."

Su Zelang calmed down for a while, his restless heartbeat calmed down a little, and then he smiled pretending to be relaxed.

Su Chengyi nodded and jumped out of the car.

The two of them walked around the outside of the field. The railings indeed looked dilapidated and covered with red rust.

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

Things change and people change. Just when he was about to sigh a few words, the two of them walked around a corner and immediately saw the scene inside the place.

The crowd was full of people, and the seats were full.

Su Zelang suddenly felt dizzy. He could hardly believe that this was a real scene. Did he go wrong?

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

"thank you all!"

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

"No, son, what is going on?"

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

"A music festival prepared for you."

Su Chengyi said it very casually, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

music Festival?
While Su Zelang was still digesting these words, he saw a few familiar people coming down from the stage and laughing at him.

That was the keyboardist, bassist, and guitarist of the band.

We haven't seen each other for many years. Like Su Zelang, they have become fat, greasy middle-aged men.

But after hugging each other and smiling with tears in their eyes, the two of them returned to the high-spirited young people they were in high school in each other's eyes.

At that time, I shouted the slogan "Long Live Rock and Roll" and felt that music could conquer everything.

"Uncle Drummer. He's not in good health. He said he hopes to see a video of you singing."

Su Chengyi stood nearby and added softly.

In fact, it was no longer a bad 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, he asked Su Chengyi to record a video for him.

When a few people walked onto the stage, the audience cheered loudly, successfully cheering up these old uncles who had retired for many years.

The audience was basically young faces, students from No. [-] Middle School convened by Su Chengyi.

In fact, he only told Xu Yang at first, and just called a few acquaintances to come.

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

So I posted a post on the school forum in the name of Su Chengyi.

I didn't expect that his reputation would be so easy to use. He responded to every call and the whole place was packed.

Su Chengyi then contacted the equipment rental team and the cleaners.

He personally supervised the work and spent a whole day today before finally rearranging this dilapidated 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 being willing to watch my dad's band perform. Thank you very much."

“Wuhu!!! It’s so beautiful and I love watching it!!!”

Even before the performance started, the atmosphere was already boiling.

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

Su Zelang felt embarrassed for the first time in his life. He looked at each other and took the phone with some embarrassment:

"Ahem, please bear with me, I haven't sung for a few years, I guess it's a bit annoying, hahaha."

"Won't!!!"

The audience shouted encouragement.

In fact, the reason why rock bands want to listen to live music is because they want to listen to the energy of their voices being hoarse.
It doesn't matter if the sound is out of tune, the key is to have the right atmosphere.

At this time, Su Chengyi quietly glanced backstage. Chu Qingmian and Han Bing were leading people to the crowd with great difficulty.

"OK, then for the first song, what should you sing?"

With everyone's encouragement, Su Zelang suddenly felt like an old man talking about being a teenager, and he adjusted the height of the microphone in a stylish way.

"By the way, who will play our drums?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Chengyi took two steps forward, lowered his head and leaned towards the microphone and said:

"It's ugly."

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

Su Chengyi sat in front of the drum set, twirled the drum stick, and gave the lead singer a look.

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

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

Seemingly feeling something, he looked down into the audience.

Yang Liu was surrounded by people and looked at herself on the stage from a distance.

Looking at each other this time, it was like going back in time.

When I was chasing her, this was the song I sang the most.

"Don't break my heart"

"Maybe there are too many things I don't understand.
Maybe it's my fault.

Maybe everything has been slowly missed,

Maybe it doesn’t need to be said anymore.

I never thought that you and I would end up like this,
I have no confidence in my heart”

The mood swings were too great, and my voice was hoarse.

It’s true that I haven’t sung a song in many years, and these few words were almost shouted out.

But the audience burst into unprecedented cheers.

The young people below have probably rarely heard such old songs, but at this time, all of them were moved by the uncle's singing.

"Don't break my heart,

Gentle again,

I don't want to see your silence.

Waiting alone, enduring in silence,
Joy always appears in my dreams"

When the second chorus was sung, the audience spontaneously started to sing a chorus.

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

The lights were as dense as stars, swaying to the rhythm.

It’s a breathtakingly beautiful, dream-like scene.

When the song ended, Su Zelang couldn't help but burst into tears.

Not only the nostalgia for my boyhood, but also my feelings for this song, which can be said to be a "love song".

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

But now that he had sung it completely from beginning to end, he 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 originally didn't know what she was thinking at this time, until she suddenly smiled.

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

So he finally laughed too.

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