I! Game Designer! Drive the Little Girl Crazy at the Start

Mark was beaten by the so-called Double Sword Saint, and he could only go to the Internet to find other people's videos to learn.

But to amuse the anchors in the Fish and Wolf District, the bright red word 'death' is still on the cover.

Even though they have passed the novice zone and are able to face the mobs, they are still novices, and they are still difficult to stop when they encounter slightly stronger monsters.

As the popularity of Sekiro gradually increased, more and more anchors began to play Sekiro live.

result......

Like everyone else, the cover became a giant 'dead' word.

"This picture, I suddenly thought of a sentence."

"Death is like the wind, always with me..."

With the heart of learning, Mark ordered a live broadcast room to enter. At this time, there was a male anchor who was fighting fiercely with Brother Ji.

And the painting style of the audience in this live room is very strange.

"This is the 153rd time, why is Da Sima still working hard?"

"I laughed so hard, is this going to hit the death rankings?"

"The cockfighting contest starts now!"

"Both sides are working hard now...Okay! Brother Ji raised his paws! Brother Ji took the shot! Brother Ji won!!!!"

Mark has the same expression as a subway grandfather looking at his mobile phone. Such a strange public screen really makes him want to greet him cordially.

"MDZZ!"

He entered Sister Zhou's live broadcast room again. Sister Zhou looked normal, with a smile on her face.

"Challenge today to play a wolf with a smile."

"As long as you have a good mentality, you won't be able to break the defense when you play Sekiro."

"We can totally see the psychological quality of different people..."

"CNM! Why is he dead again!"

Mark was stunned to see Sister Zhou's face twisted after her death, and she punched the keyboard.

The female man is extremely powerful, and under the blessing of anger, the keyboard was smashed into pieces.

The audience in the live broadcast room was not surprised and laughed calmly.

"The strange girl is back in the arena."

"This is the 13th keyboard that has been broken. Be kind to your hands. Next time, I suggest pounding the durian."

"Don't throw away the broken keyboard, you can also take it home and kneel the keyboard for waste use."

Mark feels that the people in this live broadcast room are quite brutal. Is it okay to kneel on the broken keyboard?

"What's wrong with these anchors? All of them seem to be stimulated by something, and they want to learn some technology so they believe..."

He opened a live broadcast room again with the title: Crush the customs.

The anchor happened to be killed by the boss in the reeds, clenched the keyboard and gnashed his teeth.

After holding back for a while, he finally recovered, dropped the keyboard, and said angrily.

"Stop playing!"

"I'm afraid I'll die young playing this game!"

"This game will make me mad sooner or later!"

The audience laughed.

"Hahaha, Sekiro made you gray hair early."

"Don't make trouble. According to the frequency of his staying up late, will he still have hair?"

"Continue to play, what's the cowardice? It's not to say that it is crushed to pass the customs, is there a missing word 'by' in front of it."

The anchor looked stubborn and unloaded Sekiro.

He opened the STM platform viciously.

"No one persuades me this time! Refund! I must refund!"

"Wolf, get out of my computer!!!"

"I still want to live longer!!!"

He calculated the time and thought for a long time that if the game was not fun, he would apply for a refund.

This anchor is still very rational. He didn't have to get through the game until he got through the game, but gave up in time.

"It's not shameful to give up, brothers, it's called stop loss in time."

"I just can't beat it, and I don't want to torture myself."

"Quick refund, I don't want to see it... what is this?"

There is an envelope on the refund page screen, which makes people curious.

Anyway, there are still twenty minutes before the refund time, which is enough time. He clicked on the envelope.

It contains words from game designers to refund players.

Seeing the explanation, the anchor Tsundere said.

"It seems that there are quite a lot of people who have refunded. Blindly guessing a wave of game designers selling their feelings, they must say how tired they are from making games. I hope everyone will support nonsense."

"I won't be soft-hearted!"

The audience laughed aloud.

"Isn't it cowardly? If you don't dare to play, you don't dare. There are so many excuses."

"It's all hard work to make games. Sekiro has better graphics than other games. Tired is sure, you know that you don't support it yet?"

"666, you have fully grasped the psychology of game designers, you are a psychological teacher!"

The anchor is not ashamed, but proud.

"I'm stopping the loss in time, this game is so difficult, I'm trying to persuade players!"

"If you say something about selling badly when you get a refund, why don't you make the game simpler?"

"I'd rather see what he has to say."

He pulled down, wondering what Qiu Yaoyang would say to save the player.

As soon as he saw the first sentence, his face froze.

"[The humiliation of life, the glory of no death]. Anyone who can see this letter is definitely a true portrayal of this sentence."

"It's neither bitter nor tiring, and life is tasteless. If you don't work hard and don't fight, you will be living in vain."

"Life will always encounter all kinds of setbacks, difficulties and dangers. Do you have to give up when you encounter difficulties?"

"Ask yourself, have you found the true meaning of life?"

"If not, then I despise you..."

A letter is not about how hard it is to make games, but about the big truth of life.

Setbacks are something that everyone will encounter. Some people encounter setbacks, and they have to go through it. Some people encounter setbacks and want to give up without hesitation.

This anchor is the latter.

He looked at the letter somberly, exasperated.

"TM, I was despised for playing a game?"

"What gives up easily? Am I the one who gives up easily?"

"Game designers look down on people! I want to clear the level for you to see! Laozi is not someone who gives up easily!"

He said, re-downloading Sekiro, staring at the game interface, very gloomy.

The audience watched the hair stand on end.

"It's over, it's crazy again."

"Shouldn't he be a masochist? What about the guy who just said he wanted a refund?"

"You can't give up easily when you encounter setbacks. Game designers are good at philosophy."

"The Great God never sells miserably, he always talks about chicken soup for the soul."

"It's because we are small."

Mark was hooked after watching the whole process of the anchor's transformation.

"It seems that there are quite a lot of people who have refunded, but after seeing this letter, there should be many people who will not refund again."

"Game designers look down on people, can this be tolerated? It's definitely unbearable!"

"It's amazing to keep players even if you don't sell badly!"

Mark admired this mysterious game designer so much that he blew countless rainbow farts in his heart.

Qiu Yaoyang was doing the scene of the battle of the five bests when he suddenly sneezed.

"Who is thinking of me..."

He muttered, and then entered the function he wanted into the system.

[Combination of arenas, weather and lighting, competition system...].