Number One Game Designer

The night before "Eternity" went live, Hongyi held a new game conference, which shouldn't exist in the first place.

But Hongyi is also in line with the times, and Shui Ran also said that now the domestic game situation is like this, Hongyi directly holding a press conference can be regarded as confirming the enemy and us-Hongyi has sent an invitation and will not come, and then which media outlets are there? Bian'er understood very clearly.

To this Fang Xi is a bit daunting:

"Is it necessary? Isn't all the people who come out to be the media eat a lot of food?"

"Of course you don't understand." Shui Ran sneered.

"Game media represents the link between the manufacturer and the player. If the bond is broken, no matter how good the manufacturer's game is, the player will not be able to see it."

"A journalist should have his own professionalism. This is not a question of not standing in line, but about his own professional ethics and accomplishments. If they do not come because they are worried about the exclusion of several companies and other ridiculous reasons, then it means that they are at all It’s just a dog raised by several companies. It’s a good deal to hold a press conference to see these clearly."

Shui Ran has moved out the words "professional ethics and professionalism", Fang Xi has nothing to say, and when I think about it carefully, Shui Ran is saying the same reason. To be a media player, he needs to have some spirit of seeking knowledge and himself. If you don’t tell the players about the new game because of this, they can indeed be on Hongyi’s blacklist-a person who can’t even abide by his professional ethics. What can you expect from him?

So this conference was held in a hurry, but it went smoothly. Xiaolan contacted the venue, contacted the team, and then picked up the air tickets one by one with various media outlets. She was busy with her feet and got it again. Fang Xi’s appreciation:

Everyone still has potential. Looking at Xiaolan like this, people who don't know think they are executives who have studied MBA.

On June 30, the airport in Beiyang City was rarely busy. The airport in this small third-tier city used to be routinely maintained every day. Until Hongyi got up, there were more flights every day. This time, the airport staff was fully mobilized for the first time.

Flowers, lights, and a long-lost red carpet that I didn’t know how many years ago I bought and I didn’t use before, I moved them out of the warehouse and used them at the same time.

Seeing the person in charge of the ground handling standing at the entrance of the airport pick-up channel in uniform, Aunt Liu, who was sweeping the floor, was a little confused. She quickly grabbed the old head Liu who was sprinkling water and asked clearly:

"Old head Liu, what important person are we going to come here?"

"Hi." Seeing that there was no one on the left and right, the old Liu also wiped his sweat, straightened up and rested for a while, today he has been driven by the top to spill water twice.

"Isn't it that Hongyi? They are all people who go to their company."

"That Hongyi?" Aunt Liu took out two handfuls of melon seeds from her pocket and stuffed it into Old Liu's pocket. Airport entertainment didn't work much, and middle-aged and elderly people had a habit of eating melon seeds, which was very useful to pass the time.

"It's that Hongyi. He said that he was holding a party, and then all reporters came to play with pens."

Old Liu head knocked two melon seeds easily, and then put the melon seeds back into his pocket carefully.

"Then Captain Zeng said that he thought it was a good publicity opportunity, so he hurriedly made these to make them comfortable, say something good, and then maybe we can raise their wages or something."

Punching his aching waist, Old Liu shook his head:

"This Hongyi has got a big deal. I have to ask my baby if I can come to work in this company at that time. Anyway, it's a local, it's always better."

No one knows Old Liu's worries, but Lu Tao's anxiety is known to the entire R&D department.

Seeing Lu Tao, who was wearing a suit and tie, walked around in the office, everyone in the office wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. In the end, Lu Qiu, who came to the door, forcibly broke Lu Tao's body:

"If the game is poorly done, it is said that it is the work of Boss Fang. If it is done well, then it is said that you have contributed a lot and you are afraid of it."

Lu Qiu’s suggestion is very sincere, but Lu Tao always feels embarrassed:

"The plan given by Boss Fang is actually quite good, and the demo response is also very good, shouldn't it be bad?"

"Then what are you afraid of?" Although he was younger than Lu Tao, Lu Qiu still slapped Lu Tao like iron is not made of steel.

"In fact, you are still confident. What are you panicking? And it's useless to panic now. It's better to wait for the players to respond directly."

Lu Qiu's comfort was simple and rough, but it was still useful, at least Lu Tao didn't have his veins cracked in sweat.

At eight o’clock in the evening, the press conference began as scheduled, and reporters began to enter the venue. Finally, at eight twenty, the media booth was full of 45 seats. Seeing that there were only a few empty seats, Lu Wanqi, who was in charge of the scene, looked unchanged. , Directly arranged for someone to remove these positions, and then readjusted the seats at the scene, while Lu Tao in the background was still memorizing his lines. Fortunately, he did not see this scene, otherwise he was confident that he would not be hit again.

To be honest, there weren't many new things at this press conference. Fang Xi, who should be said and watched, had already said almost the same at E3. Lu Tao just used the text to make a statement.

In essence, as Shui Ran said, it was just a screening and author's party.

It's just that the reporter's question session after the press conference was a little awkward:

Many reporters are asking why Fang Xi didn't appear on the stage, and what was the reason.

Fortunately, the reporters here are relatively sane. No one asks whether the two have a dispute or whether Hongyi is going to separate or whether Hongyi has no confidence in eternity and other eye-catching headlines.

Of course, it is also possible that Zhou Wencai's oppressive two-meter height made all reporters a lot more gentle.

Regarding this still seemingly sharp question, Lu Tao did not rush to explain in detail the rare relationship between him and Fang Xi, which is actually a matter of the relationship between many outsiders.

"Zong Fang, or Teacher Fang, he has always had all kinds of fantastic ideas about games, so he has always been the actual planner and producer of all our games."

"You haven't worked together, so I don't know how detailed Mr. Fang is about a plan. Our R&D department even said in private that what we are doing is actually an existing game that already exists in Mr. Fang. In his head."

"He is like thinking all the time, using his head like a supercomputer, and then simulating various games in it. In the end, he recorded this game in words as a plan. This is a very Amazing ability. Follow him to play games. You will not lose your way. His eyes are always sharp and he can see loopholes that we can’t see. He can even bring up the discords that some public beta players can only find early. Let us create Respond early."

"So he is actually the beacon of our Hongyi, and in the eternal game company, I am just an executive. I still respect him as an eternal producer. After all, I am very lucky to be involved. ."

"To be honest, I even suspect that with Teacher Fang's plan, even if I tie a shepherd dog in this position, Eternal will still be able to complete it in the slightest."

He laughed at Lu Tao's self-deprecation with understanding. Including Fang Xi, who was watching everything upstairs.

"So, you have a new idea? A new game?" the man on the sofa behind him asked.

"Yes." Fang Xi nodded. "A story about a group of lonely dream catchers."