I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 357 Thanks to Mr. Zou for taking action

As the new year draws to a close, group chats in X1 studio have returned to their usual rhythm.

It's just that the demo of "Disco Elysium" is about to be released, and no one is interested in fishing. As soon as the group chat messages are uploaded, they are all work-related information and files.

Especially He Wufei and Dong Yu, who were mixed with excitement and anxiety and had been suffering from insomnia for several days.

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

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

But he had already fallen asleep at that point, so he waited until the next morning to reply——

"You can figure this out yourself."

"casual."

"It's all right."

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

As soon as Dong Yu saw the ending subtitles, he immediately sent a message to his boss excitedly:
"Mr. Su, this trailer was so successful! It turns out you had other plans all along. It seems I was too impatient!"

There is only one short sentence in the copy: "Tomorrow night at midnight, please stay tuned."

Time passed bit by bit. Dong Yu looked at the timer on the table and took a sip of coffee, his heart beating thumpingly.

It has been forwarded and commented tens of thousands of times, and the response has been overwhelming.

"This trailer is so handsomely cut, and it matches the BGM perfectly. It makes my scalp numb when I watch it. I hope it doesn't involve fraud. I have been deceived too many times. It's sad."

He spends money lavishly, and the bonus he gave in the New Year is so huge that it makes people question the legitimacy of the company; he is taciturn, and other people make reports in every online meeting, and his summary is short to no more than five words; he responds to messages The way is more rigid than the intelligent reply of a robot, and never sends emoticons.

"This painting style is so to my liking. The artist added chicken legs and big chicken legs!"

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

These days, he harasses Su Chengyi at fixed times every day because he is worried that the publicity will not be enough.

Then maybe it's an android.

"Damn it, the New Year's gift is here! Look!"

To put it this way, I haven’t met the boss in person yet, and the only online video interview was considered face-to-face.

This kind of editing technique is extremely trendy. It doesn't look like a game at all, but more like the ultimate trailer of some Hollywood blockbuster.

This is also the first update released by X1 Studio on social media.

He is not worried about the quality of the game at all. Although some people may not like it, as long as people who can match their brainwaves play it, they will praise it as much as he does.

At that time, Dong Yu felt a little strange.

"Ah."

"What a shame, it will be released tomorrow night anyway, let's wait and see."

Or maybe it's not necessarily the virtual image projected by AI.

Whoever made this game must be a genius.

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

"The ones upstairs are so sour. Isn't it the fake stuff bought by a friend?"

Su Chengyi's reaction to this was as neutral as usual, looking calm and relaxed.

Although he knew that such a game might not be a big hit, he was determined to stay here even if it was just for love.

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

As the only way to warm up, X1 Game Studio released a one-and-a-half-minute promotional video on social platforms.

Finally, yesterday, the day before the demo was released, he finally made some moves.

And tonight, there were many people like him who stayed up late waiting.

Because he might be some rich second-generation otaku who is very interested in video games.

Because the person opposite the video is too young, and his youthful face still has a bit of student energy.

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

This trailer blew up the pool like a torpedo, and instantly posts discussing "Disco Elysium" sprung up on major forums.

At midnight, the demo of "Disco Elysium" will be officially released.

"This kind of airborne landing is really... let me play first, let me play first!"

"Don't worry, this kind of little-known small workshop is just like that at best. Ninety-nine percent of the money spent on producing this kind of million-dollar editing is based on the defense."

Seeing how calm he was, even though Dong Yu was worried, he had no choice but to endure it.

While Dong Yu was participating in the production process, he was completely impressed by the artistry of the game itself.

But after officially taking over the "Disco Elysium" project, Dong Yu's thoughts were shaken instantly.

Therefore, the speculation that the boss is a "young rich second generation who is not short of money who plays games on a whim" is not valid. He is really capable.

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

Su Chengyi on the other side of the screen was holding a lollipop in his mouth and forwarded the comment link of the trailer to a WeChat friend.

other side:"."

"What? Do you want to pay me a salary?"

"That's enough! I will never take a job like this again next time!"

Su Chengyi laughed and replied:
"Thank you, Mr. Zou, for your help."

Zou Lian's status changed to "The other party is typing" and then back to its original state.

After a long while, he came back and said:
"What a fuss."

Su Chengyi chewed the lollipop in his mouth, and the taste of strawberry spread in his mouth.

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

Some of them were too assembly-line, and Su Chengyi always felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen them next door.

Some of them are more innovative, but unfortunately the effects are very average, without the eye-catching feeling he wanted.

After Su Chengyi received the first version of the plan, he actually knew the editing styles of several Party Bs. He did not ask them to modify the second version, but directly settled the labor fee.

It's not necessary. It's labor-intensive and nerve-wracking to change it again and again, and it won't achieve the desired effect. Instead, it's a waste of time.

As a result, there is never a finished product that meets the perfectionist’s desires.

In desperation, when Su Chengyi was about to take action himself, he suddenly saw Zou Lian's updates in his circle of friends.

"This is a work of practice. I never expected to win this award. Thank you for your support!"

Attached at the end is a video.

Su Chengyi thought and clicked in.

It is a winter vacation activity of BGI, and Zou Lian edited the short film for the competition in the college.

It's short, only three minutes.

Su Chengyi carefully watched the video.

The plot line is quite clear, it is a story about cyclical killings.

But the script is not outstanding and is a bit cliche. If a mystery novel lover like Su Chengyi reads it, he will have already guessed the ending at the end of the first cycle.

But the later editing made a big difference.

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

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

It's true that you can't find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get it.

Su Chengyi quickly opened the chat box with Zou Lian.

"Congratulations." As soon as he said these words, Zou Lian became alert instantly.

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"The weasel is giving New Year greetings to the chicken, right?"

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

Since he was so straightforward, Su Chengyi no longer needed to be secretive and just stated his purpose.

"I made a game and I want you to help cut a promotional video."

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To be honest, Zou Lian's outlook on life suddenly collapsed again.

Obviously everyone is a freshman, so they couldn’t be more new.

At this stage, shouldn’t everyone be still confused?
Having just escaped from the prison of nine years of exam-oriented education, shouldn't I be trying to adapt to the leisurely pace of the university, exploring the structure of campus buildings, or scolding Fang Qiu in club activities? !
Just now, he was feeling a sense of long-lost pride that his work had won an award, and immediately someone said calmly, "I made a game."

Say it as easily and freely as "I just ate an egg-filled pancake."

Zou Lian stared at the screen of his phone, feeling like he had been beaten into silence by a set of skills.

"I've seen your work, and the editing is great. I've also contacted other teams, but I always feel that they don't have the desired effect, but I think you have the ability."

The person on the other side was still talking.

Zou Lian took a deep breath and replied word by word:
"May I ask, what game did you play?"

"You agree?"

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"Then take it as your acquiescence."

Su Chengyi didn't realize that Zou Lian was on the verge of an explosion. He quickly turned on the computer and packaged and sent some materials needed for editing.

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

"Depend on."

A bunch of files were thrown at them, and Zou Lian had no choice but to get up and open the computer to unzip them one by one.

The phone was still ringing, and there were constant likes and comments in the WeChat Moments. Zou Lian originally posted in the WeChat Moments just to receive these, but at this time, he had no intention of looking at it anymore and turned on the silent mode irritably.

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

He felt for a moment that he seemed a bit useless.

Obviously I don't want to talk to that guy at all, but every time I get involved in such things inexplicably.

Zou Lian sighed. There was still one last cigarette left in the cigarette case on the table. He took it out and lit it. Smoke filled his body.

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

Maybe it can't be said that he hid it well, just because no one would want to supervise these things of his.

Whether it is a very serious mistake like smoking, which is very serious for other students, or something worthy of reward, such as being first in the class, no matter what happens to him, no one will care.

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

Probably the most tortured thing in the world is to become an old enemy with Su Chengyi.

This guy is like a deus ex machina, a plot killer in the game. Even if you spend all your money to buy an invincible game, you still can't do anything to this real male protagonist who has no health bar.

Every time you feel that you have achieved some small achievement and are secretly delighted that you can get some periodic rewards, this guy will suddenly appear on a banner on the public screen, telling the world that he has chopped down the devil with his bare hands and saved the princess.

What's even more disgusting is that after he's done, he asks you if you want to come to his wedding with the princess. You look down at the "edgeless sword" you just got in your hand, and prepare to wipe your neck with the sword to preserve the last bit of integrity.

At this moment, he raised his finger and easily knocked your edgeless sword away, and then asked you with a confused look why you did this.

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

——That is, the old enemy you think does not regard you as the old enemy at all.

He is so high up there that he saves all sentient beings, and he will show you great compassion even if he looks at you more than once.

Thinking of this, Zou Lian almost wanted to vomit blood.

God? Buddha? Can someone come and change the script for him?

"Ding dong!"

A prompt sounds and the decompression is completed.

Zou Lian snorted coldly and clicked on the file.

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

If something like this happened in the past, he would definitely be jealous, stiff with anxiety, want to bang his head against the wall, or even scream loudly.

A whole sad crawling character.

But now, he felt a little like he had been influenced by the male protagonist, and he had joined his subordinates, becoming a soldier and general who was only shown in the finale holding a bladeless sword and shouting to kill.

In fact, making a game isn’t that big of a deal, right? He can also play small games like stick figures playing badminton, right?
It can be done with a little bit of programming knowledge, so there is no need for such a big reaction.

Su Chengyi is not a computer science major. He is a law major, so his major is not the right one.

With this self-comfort mentality, Zou Lian clicked on the first video file.

???

If he had been silenced by a set of skills just now, now Zou Lian felt like he had been stabbed seven or eight hundred times by "chuachuacha" in a row. In total, he owed the opponent twenty health bars.

Is this fucking game created by Su Chengyi?

Zou Lian was completely in disbelief and replied with a look of astonishment:
"Is this a game you made???"

"It's not just me, there is a team. How about it, do you have any ideas?"

Su Chengyi's reply was as calm as ever.

Zou Lian's fingers rested on the keyboard, and he typed a string of garbled characters, sending it out as if to vent his anger.

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

That's it, that's it.

As I get older, I can no longer argue.

But there is still a chance to fight back, and that is to reject Su Chengyi viciously!
Tell him boldly, me! No! Do!

Can't you? Aren't you the leading actor? Find your own way!

If you have nothing to do, it will be summer and spring. Do you think of me at this time?

Zou Lian cursed and typed on the keyboard, preparing to shock Su Chengyi with a little NPC counterattack.

"If not, it doesn't matter. I'll ask again."

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

"Congratulations on winning the award."

Unexpectedly, Su Chengyi sent three messages in a row.

Zou Lian was stunned for a long time, looking down at the line of words he had just typed.

"I don't have time, you can find someone else."

His finger stayed on the Enter key, but he didn't press it for a long time.

After a long time, Zou Lian threw the burned cigarette butt into a plastic water cup and cursed in a low voice:
"Oh shit."

He deleted the typed sentence word for word and wrote again:
"Haha, don't blame me if it doesn't work well."

After hitting the Enter key, Zou Lian closed the laptop screen with a snap, as if he couldn't face the reality.

"Fuck ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

He rolled over and rolled back onto the bed, covering his head with the quilt, feeling helpless and furious.

(End of this chapter)