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Chapter 106: Sichuan Opera Face Changing

Chapter 106 Sichuan Opera Face Changing

'Damn it! There is really lotus root! '

‘This year’s Mini Game Festival is really fun, and there’s even a warm-up for the opening’

‘Maybe it’s Lao Gu who is shameless and wants to participate in the mini game festival, and Yiyou doesn’t dare to refute Mr. Ou’s face, so he made such a bad plan and swallowed his anger’

'The bully lotus root has been hammered'

‘Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha’

'Mr. Lotus Root is so cute'

‘Curious about what kind of mini-game is today that can hold the wind of gold for so long, let it out in a hurry’

‘The two-person type is probably some kind of sand sculpture game, refer to "Who is the father"'

'Damn it, that would be a lot of fun, I'm afraid it wasn't Brother Sheng who directly broke Mr. Ou'

‘A new concept to rectify the workplace, right? '

‘I’ve never seen a developer play their own game live, this live broadcast is quite ingenious’

‘Curious about the game I developed, will it be easy to come by?’

‘I guess so’

‘I still don’t know what kind of mini-game this time is’

‘Can’t wait to see the real machine part of the mini game’

‘…’

The barrage is in full swing.

In the live broadcast room, Gu Sheng chatted with the host very happily.

And Shen Miaomiao gradually adapted to the rhythm of the live broadcast, adding a few words from time to time.

The three of them talked for about ten minutes, and then watched several promotional videos of this participating mini-game.

The live broadcast was carried out in an orderly manner, and for a while, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

And at the same time.

Offscreen.

Lu Bian in front of the computer threw a peanut into his mouth, and pulled down the microphone of the headset: "Hey, is there anyone who bet ten yuan, guess which level they crashed?"

With the sound of the landside, it sounded.

In the group chat conference room hanging on the computer, the outer circle of his avatar flickered.

Besides him, there are more than a dozen avatars in the meeting list.

good!

Just tonight!

Right now!

All the colleagues in the Golden Wind project department are hanging in the online conference room, watching the live broadcast on mic!

because!

The game is developed by them!

so!

No one knows better than them how much fun the live broadcast of this game will be!

Actually, the mechanics of Overcooked Kitchen are very simple.

The main goal of the game is to cook.

According to the recipe, after processing the ingredients, put them into the pot or boil or fry, or fry or fry for cooking.

After that, according to the orders made by the diners, the dishes are served in order to obtain income, and after the diners finish eating, the dishes are cleaned.

Then put into a new round of cooking dishes.

Doesn't sound complicated.

But the key is!

There will be more and more orders from diners, and each order is time-limited.

The time limit will be determined according to the complexity of the dishes.

In this way, the original simple single-core single-thread will become multi-core and multi-thread, and there will be more and more.

This customer wants mushroom soup, that customer wants green salad, and another customer wants burritos.

When the list is all piled up, the player will be in a hurry.

Of course, things are far from over here.

Although most of the time, we say that more people are more powerful, and it is not tiring for two people to work together.

But after all, it is impossible for two people's thoughts to be completely synchronized and unified.

Especially in this **** burning situation.

The order in which two players process orders may be completely different.

In this way, there will be a situation where you talk about things and I talk about things, and you say that you beat the dog and I chase the chicken.

Chaos, that's how it came about.

Once this kind of chaos occurs, the orderly building will collapse in an instant.

The scene will get out of hand.

As soon as Lu Bian's small gambling proposal came out, there was a lot of discussion in the group chat meeting room—

"I guess it's 2-1, the level where the kitchen is on the truck," Ojiang said: "The two cars will disintegrate and separate, which is quite torturous."

That level Dajiang has a deep memory, when the development was completed, he and Lu Bian did the level test.

The two of them are game masters, tacit friends for many years, and they have tried three times before passing it, which is enough to show the difficulty of this level.

"I feel that they may not be able to reach the second mark, after all, Lotus is always a newcomer to the game,"

In this regard, Jiang Yun put forward different views:

"I bet ten yuan and they have to quarrel before 1-4, because 1-4 will have a new recipe."

"Brother Jiang, you look down on people too much, you can't always do it, brother Sheng is very skilled,"

Jiang Shan said:

"I'll pay ten yuan 1-6. The level of terrain mapping is more hellish. If you don't prepare in advance, the two of you can only stand below and stare at the burning pot."

"I guess 2-2"

"2-3, Brother Cheng is really fierce"

"Brother Cheng's fierceness is mainly because another person obeys the command. Do you think Ou always seems to be the one who obeys the command? I also guess 2-1"

"Be confident, I'm going to go from 100 million to 1 billion, I guess 3-1"

"3-2"

"..."

Following the employees of the project department who are having fun with the executives to speak actively!

Not long!

In the group of the Reward Action Team, a red envelope was sent out.

Everyone wrote their guess on the cover of the red envelope and sent it to the group.

Bet on when the two people in the live broadcast room started fighting.

Employees who guess correctly have the right to grab red envelopes.

With the establishment of the betting agreement of all the entertainers, the opening of the small game festival in the live broadcast room has also temporarily come to an end.

"...It can be seen that the manufacturers participating in our Mini Game Festival this year are also very strong,"

Saying this, the host looked at Gu Sheng and Shen Miaomiao:

"Both of you have also seen the broadcast just now, who do you like more?"

"Let's change into a big adventure," Shen Miaomiao said, "After all, there are still relatively few female-oriented games in the game festival. This game is very delicate, whether it is modeling or drawing."

The host nodded: "Where is Mr. Gu?"

"I think the quality of the games we've just seen is pretty good,"

Gu Sheng is very measured:

“Especially a few of the games, the gameplay is eye-catching and innovative.”

Compared to Shen Miaomiao's answer, his words were very ambiguous.

Because Gu Sheng knew that Shen Miaomiao, as the president of the company, appeared as the company's mascot in the general perception of the audience, and was not very professional.

So, she can stand in the player's position and express her preferences at will.

But he is different.

In the eyes of the outside world, he is the soul of the golden wind, and at the same time, he has gradually become the vane of the update and iteration of the game industry.

If he is optimistic about any game at this time, then, not to brag, this game will instantly become a big favorite in the competition.

This is unfair to other games.

The host also understood Gu Sheng's conservativeness, so he nodded:

"The works of the manufacturers are wonderful,"

"Then I also heard that the two of you who were guests in the live broadcast room today also brought a very interesting mini-game, which will be used as a pre-heating work for this mini-game festival, and will be officially demonstrated on the real machine today,"

"Mr. Shen, can you introduce us?"

"Uh... of course,"

Seeing the host's gaze towards her, Shen Miaomiao hesitated for a moment, thinking what are you looking at me for, look at Lao Gu, I didn't participate in the production, how would I know what kind of game this is.

However, the words have come to this point, Shen Miaomiao also reacted quickly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, blessing to her heart:

"The game we brought this time is a multiplayer cooperative role-playing cooking game that supports up to four people on the same screen,"

"It allows everyone to call friends or lovers in their spare time,"

"Experience the smoke and gas, make exquisite cooking dishes, and let the customers who come to patronize eat and feel satisfied,"

"Deepen friendship between friends, enhance affection between lovers,"

"It is a casual game with a very cartoon and cute style."

Hi hi! I'm so witty!

Shen Miaomiao secretly praised herself in her heart.

She remembered the conversation with Gu Sheng grabbing lollipops that day.

If she remembers correctly, Gu Sheng introduced the game to her in this way that day, and he carried it almost exactly.

Shen Miaomiao was very satisfied with her answer.

Didn't notice the twitching of Gu Sheng's mouth next to him.

Damn it.

Gu Sheng secretly scolded himself for running the train with his mouth full.

You shouldn't be fooling around in the first place.

Now it’s all right, it seems that little Nezha really regards this game as a relaxing and enjoyable casual game, and his heart is full of longing for cozy cooking.

I don’t know what kind of expression I will have when my imagination is disillusioned for a while.

I'm thinking!

Over there, the host's business was also passed on:

"Wow, it sounds like a very leisurely and relaxing game. I think the viewers and friends in the live broadcast room can't wait,"

"Then, the studio will be handed over to the two of you next,"

"Let the two of you take us on a relaxing, laid-back, enjoyable, culinary journey—"

After the host finished speaking, the camera switched, and the main interface of "Overcooked Kitchen" appeared on the big screen behind the live broadcast room.

Relevant staff entered the venue and distributed wireless controllers to Gu Sheng and Shen Miaomiao.

Everything looks orderly, and there are voices of expectation on the barrage.

But at this time, everyone in the Golden Wind Project Department is laughing like crazy!

‘Who taught Mr. Ou to introduce the game like this? '

‘Director hahahahahahaha, who else but the director’

‘It’s outrageous, bro Sheng’

‘The director knows how to introduce the game’

‘Experiencing the fireworks is really overwhelming’

‘When the pot is burning, the stove is roaring with fire, why don’t you just experience the smoke and fire, it’s okay hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

‘It’s hard to imagine Ou Zong’s mental state after entering the game for a while’

'I'm **** dying of laughing, brother Sheng is dying for the effect of the show'

‘Why don’t we go to Zhongjing to pick up Brother Cheng, I’m afraid that after a while the lotus root will bury the director on the spot’

'I'm coming! Buy and leave! Brothers and sisters! '

With the sound of laughter and laughter in the meeting room, "Come"!

Everyone pays attention and looks at the live broadcast room!

…

And at this time!

Gu Sheng and Shen Miaomiao are also getting ready!

Shen Miaomiao's little face was full of smiles.

This is the first time she played games with Gu Sheng, oh no, it was the first time she played games with a boy.

How will you behave in a while?

Shen Miaomiao's little mind was full of thoughts.

Do you want Xiaoniao to be more dependent on others, to help Lao Gu, and then let him lose himself in the compliments of "You are so good"?

Or take the initiative to take on the role of the little cook, washing, cutting and frying in one, showing off her cooking skills and impressing Lao Gu?

oops-

Really hard to choose.

I was thinking about it, when I felt that Lao Gu next to me poked himself with an elbow:

"Hey, it's time to choose someone."

"Huh? Oh oh oh oh."

Shen Miaomiao came back to her senses and looked at the screen.

But at this time, Gu Sheng had already chosen a character, a raccoon chef with a disabled body and a strong will in a wheelchair, with an outrageous image of insisting on culinary dreams with a broken leg.

is very abstract.

blah blah—

Shen Miaomiao flicked the joystick, flipped through the characters in the game, and chose her own character—a cute little girl with twin ponytails.

"I still look good like me,"

After choosing the role, Shen Miaomiao looked at Gu Sheng with satisfaction:

"I'm ready! Let's get started!"

Say a word to get started!

The barrage burst into cheers—

‘Wuhu! Finally here! '

‘This game does look cute’

‘It feels very suitable for leisure with friends’

‘Golden Wind can also play this kind of normal small game, it’s really eye-opening’

'Lifetime'

‘Don’t worry, I always feel that this game is not so simple’

‘Indeed, after all, when the game was introduced just now, Master Gu has been silent, and this image in a wheelchair...’

‘I have a bad feeling…’

Following the discussion of the barrage, the game screen appeared.

Whoosh—Boom!

Fireballs fell from the sky one after another, the city was in chaos, and the flames shot up into the sky.

A huge monster made of spaghetti and red meatballs that is taller than a building, holding a knife and fork, is wreaking havoc in the city at this time.

Standing on the top of the tallest building in the city, the Onion King looked at the Spaghetti Monster with a serious expression on his face: "Hey hey hey hey hey hey (the spaghetti monster is too powerful) hey hey hey hey hey (try to hold it )!"

The outrageous opening animation instantly made the live broadcast room full of joy!

'Grass! The God of Flying Pasta! '

‘Hahahahahaha what a sand sculpture villain’

‘It’s too sloppy, I just said how can the mini-game of Golden Wind not be abstract’

‘The **** Onion King really made me laugh, Onion Language, right’

'Too outrageous'

‘This is the most **** badass villain I’ve seen in a game so far’

'Die laughing...'

"This is... the villain you designed?!"

Shen Miaomiao was also dumbfounded seeing this scene:

"This ball of pasta?"

"How oppressive!"

Gu Sheng shrugged:

"A pile of spaghetti that is taller than a building is scary to think about."

"Sorry, I don't quite understand your definition of horror..."

Shen Miaomiao shook her head, feeling that Gu Sheng was more or less seriously ill.

Talking, the opening animation ends, and the teaching level also appears.

The wheelchair raccoon and the little girl appear in the overhead view.

Shen Miaomiao is on the left, surrounded by a ring of stoves, and there are two chopping boards in front of her, responsible for cutting vegetables.

Gu Sheng is on the right, with two raw material boxes in front of him, responsible for providing raw materials and serving the pasta behemoth.

Ding Ding!

As the bell rings, the order appears at the top of the screen!

The dish in this level is very simple, it is vegetable salad.

The raw material is cabbage, or cabbage and tomato.

It only needs to be cut into pieces before it can be served on a plate.

Shen Miaomiao rolled up her sleeves: "The food is here!!"

The voice has not yet fallen!

Whoosh whoosh—

A lot of cabbage heads and tomatoes flew over.

Looking at Gu Sheng again, he has already rushed to the side of the raw material box with his wheelchair, and threw the raw materials over.

"Hey-hey hey! Slow down! Stop! Four sets!"

Shen Miaomiao felt that if she continued like this, she would be buried by vegetables, so she hurriedly called a stop!

"Old Gu! This is a casual game for us! Casual! Do you understand, do things leisurely!"

"And! We are a clean and hygienic restaurant with food safety standards! How can we throw raw materials on the ground?"

While speaking, Shen Miaomiao picked up all the ingredients on the ground and threw them into the trash can.

A burst of coolness.

If our game can be like this game, throwing all the money into the trash can, I am afraid that I will be rich and free long ago.

Say it.

A wave: "Come again, don't panic."

Shen Miaomiao's operation opened Gu Sheng's eyes!

Even couldn't help laughing out loud, nodded: "Okay, what did you say?"

Shen Miaomiao looked at the order at the top of the screen, and nodded affirmatively: "I said so! Our restaurant! It's clean and hygienic!"

"good,"

Gu Sheng laughed happily, and slowly took out the vegetables from the box, pushed the wheelchair to the partition between the two, and put the vegetables on it:

"please."

"That's more or less,"

Saying that, Shen Miaomiao picked up the head of vegetables and went to the chopping board, waved the kitchen knife dutifully, and put the dishes into the plate:

"Xiao Er walks away!"

"Come on—"

Gu Sheng yelled:

"Old Beijing authentic vegetable salad, please treat me!"

Quacha—

The vegetable salad was thrown into the mouth of the pasta, with a ding-dong sound, the tip was received, and the progress bar rose by a small bar.

Shen Miaomiao was very satisfied and was about to speak.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Three orders appear, and tomatoes join the battlefield.

"Two servings of cabbage salad! Two servings of tomato and cabbage salad! Waiting for you!"

While talking, Gu Sheng slowly took out a vegetable head from the raw material box, another vegetable head, another tomato, and brought the plate over.

One trip after another.

Shen Miaomiao looked at Gu Sheng who was pushing the wheelchair, and then at the three orders that were counting down at the same time, with a slightly anxious tone:

"Master Gu? Do you want to... throw that vegetable to me?"

"Tsk!"

Gu Sheng was displeased:

"We are a clean and hygienic regular restaurant! How can we throw away ingredients?"

"I…"

Shen Miaomiao looked at Gu Sheng's humble appearance, gave him a look with her eyes, and said stiffly:

"Very progressive, Master Gu, we are such a restaurant with strict quality!"

"Thank you boss for the compliment," Gu Sheng nodded, "The quality of food is more important than Thailand..."

The voice has not yet fallen!

Ding ding ding ding—! !

Another five orders appeared!

Shen Miaomiao's eyes, which were not small at first, instantly became like light bulbs!