Say Yes To Making Bad Games, What the Hell is Titanfall?

  Chapter 33 Someone kicked the iron plate!

"How many!?"

   With a groan, Shen Miaomiao retracted her legs that were originally resting on the desk.

  Looked at Chu Qingzhou with surprise.

   "No. ... 428th."

  Chu Qingzhou repeated it again.

  Shen Miaomiao was confused.

no? Wait a moment?

   "As I remember, the total number of entries is less than 600, right?" Shen Miaomiao asked.

  Chu Qingzhou nodded: "A total of 582 games participated in the event."

   "Are we in line 428?" Shen Miaomiao was incredulous.

  But Chu Qingzhou nodded again very definitely.

   Hiss—

  Shen Miaomiao couldn't help but take a deep breath.

  Actually, it stands to reason that when she heard such a 'gratifying' **** result, her first reaction should be yes!

  Because the voting results are theoretically directly linked to future sales.

   Such a miserable bottom ranking means that they will suffer Waterloo in terms of future sales.

but!

  Shen Miaomiao instinctively felt something was wrong.

To know.

   During this period of time, she has been paying attention to the popularity of vampire survivors among the player community.

   Judging from the current situation, driven by the anchors and the Amway of the tap water players, their votes in the first round of this game should definitely not be the only one.

   It may be a little exaggerated to say that the first place is secure.

   But getting the votes into the top ten, in Shen Miaomiao's view, there is no problem at all.

   "More than four hundred..."

  Shen Miaomiao frowned slightly, looking at Chu Qingzhou:

   "Is this data okay?"

   "It's hard to tell, boss,"

  Chu Qingzhou shook his head:

   "Our background here cannot see the daily summary of votes, so there is no way to check."

"but…"

   Immediately afterwards, I heard Chu Qingzhou change the subject:

   "Another question, but there is evidence to follow."

"speak."

  Shen Miaomiao looked serious, and waved Chu Qingzhou to sit down and speak slowly.

  Here I have to say that Chu Qingzhou, as a mature and top assistant, has a very high professionalism.

  During this period of time, she will conduct a statistical summary of "Vampire Survivor" every day.

  Including the number of mainstream game media reports, and the frequency of players mentioning the game in forums.

   and the number of times they appear on the homepage of the random leaderboard of the Yiyou platform per time period.

   "The random leaderboard of Yiyou is refreshed, there are some problems,"

  Chu Qingzhou said:

   "According to the official announcement of Yiyou Platform,"

   "The game leaderboard of this development festival adopts a pseudo-random form, with 50 games per page, and is randomly refreshed every hour,"

   "Strive to ensure that every game enjoys the same amount of exposure,"

   "In order to ensure the fairness of game promotion."

  Hearing this, Shen Miaomiao nodded: "I know that."

  She actually thought about Yao Mozi before, wondering if she could contact the people on the art game platform and ask them to hide her game.

  Take the initiative to hide and seek with players, reduce exposure and sales.

  However, this thought was just a flash.

  After all, Yiyou's determination to ensure fairness seems to be firm.

  Shen Miaomiao was afraid that she would be self-defeating.

"but,"

   Speaking of this, Chu Qingzhou changed the subject and opened his notebook:

   "According to my statistics, in the past week,"

   “Our game, Vampire Survivor, has zero times in the top ten on the first page of random lists,”

   "The number of times to enter the first page of the list is 0,"

   "The number of times to enter the top five pages of the list is 0,"

   "The number of times on the ninth page of the list, 130 times,"

   "The number of times on the tenth page of the list, 30 times,"

   "The number of times on the last page of the list, 6 times."

   Say it!

  Chu Qingzhou looked at Shen Miaomiao.

   "Refresh every hour, 24 times a day, 168 times a week,"

  Shen Miaomiao's complexion darkened visibly to the naked eye:

   "That is to say, in these 168 refreshes, let's not talk about the first page,"

   "It's the first five pages, and I haven't entered it once, have I?"

   Gollum.

  Seeing Shen Miaomiao's gloomy face, Chu Qingzhou swallowed involuntarily.

  She has never seen the young lady's face, so ugly!

   nodded: "Uh...yes."

"Ah."

  Shen Miaomiao nodded.

  Opened the desk drawer, peeled off a lollipop and put it in his mouth, as if trying to suppress his emotions:

   "Let's just think this is a system loophole in the random list,"

   "Then how did this 428 voting ranking come about? Is it also a loophole?"

   “I’ve been watching the buzz about our game these days,”

   "There is one discussion for every ten posts, and nearly half of the anchors of the three major live broadcast platforms live live, plus the evaluation with a favorable rate of 98%,"

   "Is this obviously playing tricks under my nose?"

good!

  Shen Miaomiao is a salted fish, and has always regarded becoming a top salted fish as her ideal in life.

  But this only means that she is lazy!

   Doesn't mean she's stupid!

  Double first-class university majoring in financial engineering, my father's group spans more than ten fields, and she has been influenced by her ears since she was a child, how could she be a fool!

   Immediately concluded that there is definitely something wrong with this leaderboard!

   Shen Miaomiao's anger came up immediately!

  Dare to mess with me? !

   Didn’t you wake up, did you? !

  Not only did you intentionally suppress my ranking on the random list, but you also dare to swallow my votes?

  Yes, I want to be a salted fish, a hands-off shopkeeper, and take intentional investment failure as my responsibility.

   But it was voluntary by my aunt!

  Shen Miaomiao's creed in life is - I can be a trash voluntarily, but you can't really treat me as a trash, you think I'm good and deceitful!

  Pinch your aunt like a soft persimmon?

   Are you **** tired of working? !

   "Hama Pile..."

   With a bang, Shen Miaomiao crushed the lollipop:

   "Gui'er really doesn't know that Prince Ma has three eyes."

   While talking, Shen Miaomiao waved her hand: "Go book the train tickets, we will go to Zhongjing, and the labor and management will ask Yiyou what he wants to do face to face."

  Binjiang is not far from Zhongjing, and it takes 40 minutes by high-speed rail.

"But…"

   Seeing that the eldest lady was really angry, Chu Qingzhou grinned and reminded cautiously:

   "Mr. Shen, it's okay to talk about the random list, but the voting list..."

  "We also have no actual evidence to prove that they swallow votes."

  Chu Qingzhou's worry is normal.

  According to normal logic, if you accuse the organizer of being opaque, you always have to produce solid evidence.

  However, Shen Miaomiao laughed when she heard the words!

   Pulled out the lollipop stick from his mouth, flicked his fingertips and threw it into the trash can, a cold light flashed in his eyes!

   "I'm Shen Wanlin's daughter, I said they cheated, do I still need evidence?"

  As soon as these words came out, Chu Qingzhou couldn't help being shocked!

yes.

  Before, Shen Miaomiao always looked like a fishing girl, she was lazy all day long, and she always smiled kindly when she saw everyone.

   She is a cute and a little wayward little girl.

   It seems that people have forgotten, except for her identity as a fishing girl.

  She is still the daughter of Shen Wanlin, who is in the business world, has astronomical capital, is tough, and has fierce means.

  Shen Miaomiao's words, to outsiders, seemed to be boundlessly crazy.

  But Chu Qingzhou, who was personally dispatched by Lao Shen, knew.

  Let’s not talk about the Yiyou platform, even if it is the Yiyou head office, if Lao Shen is really annoyed, the director will have to be changed tomorrow!

   "Book a ticket!"

  Shen Miaomiao stopped talking nonsense and threw a lollipop to Chu Qingzhou.

  Chu Qingzhou took the lollipop and made an OK gesture:

"immediately!"

   Tsk tsk, Chu Qingzhou smacked his lips inwardly while booking tickets.

   Someone kicked the iron plate!

  (end of this chapter)