"Xiao Li, have you done all the matching clothes?"

"Minister, do I have to copy down the costumes of every character? Don't you need to be so meticulous?"

"Don't worry about so much, just copy it down for me, and I will play the game soon. You all cheer me up, the storyline, the graphics, the catchphrase or the details... as long as you see something worth imitating, write it down. I have to think about it seriously when I go home. I officially go to work on the seventh day of the year and develop new games... As long as we catch up with time, it will be our victory!

"Okay, Minister!"

In a game company of Suhua, the painters are carrying a few boxes of "" to analyze. From the blue sky on the cover to the character album inside, everyone is busy copying the settings of "". These settings will become what they need in the next game, and they want to imitate He Xi's new work.

There are many game companies all over China are doing the same thing. They are analyzing "" and then finding ideas for new games from the results of the analysis. According to the usual experience, "" will soon set off a popular text adventure game. After playing this game, players will be unsatisfied for a long time.

Whoever makes the imitation products from other companies will sell well.

"Minister, I'll go out and answer the phone."

"Okay, Luo Mao, your work is done anyway...you can take a break."

"Thank you Minister."

Luo Mao thanked him, then walked to the corridor with a vibrating cell phone and connected to the phone: "Mom, why do you always call, work overtime! I said I was working overtime!"

"What day is today? Why have to work overtime!"

"It's really overtime. I will definitely go back tomorrow... to go back to the Chinese New Year. Don't worry about it!" Luo Mao sighed, "The company is very busy. Can you please be considerate of me."

"I am considerate of you. Who cares about me? Really, it's the Chinese New Year tomorrow, and you won't have time to come back!" A complaining voice came across from the microphone: "Why did you make a good job hopping back then? It turned out that I joined Phoenix with you. Xiao Liu has been on vacation a long time ago. I heard that his salary has risen now, not less than yours. Haven't you jumped for nothing?"

Luo Mao betrayed Phoenix at the beginning. And the painter who jumped out of the game production department, now he feels uncomfortable when he hears this. Phoenix has developed rapidly, and has raised wages several times within a year. Now the wages of ordinary employees in the game production department are the same as those of Luo Mao after he quit at a high price.

"Why does it become like this..."

Luo Mao was full of disappointment. He left not only for money, but also for greater development in the word adventure game. But the situation now is completely different. He has jumped out for so long, let alone no major development, and he even had to copy their new work behind the Phoenix Company.

I thought that I was still holding the packaging box of "" and imitating the image above, but the companions of Phoenix Company had already finished the work. Luo Mao felt that he was a failure. He jumped out and not only did not stand in front of others, but fell behind their ass. Had to pick up what they finished to survive.

The current word adventure game market is different from Luo Mao's thinking. It does not have a hundred flowers blooming. Others are studying He Shi's game, and there is no way of its own. Moreover, the end of this process is still invisible, and Luo Mao does not see any sign that anyone can surpass He Xi...

"Why is this? Why can't I surpass him?"

There are thousands of Huaxia Games companies, why is there no one that can challenge He Xi? That cartoonist obviously doesn't have much enthusiasm for games, why can he stand at the top?

Luo Mao didn’t understand. He couldn’t find the result. Sometimes he even wondered if he had to stay behind Phoenix Company for the rest of his life, picking up their finished game, and then carefully imitating and adapting it like a mouse. Selling'inferior products', and so put your life on other people's games.

"Can the script really decide everything? I don't believe it!"

Luo Mao hung up the phone after talking with his mother. He didn't believe He Xi was invincible. There was something to fill in the script. When he gets promoted in the future, he must invite the best novelist. Then write a script that can surpass He Xi, and completely destroy that game myth!

"Yes, he is not a god, now you can bear it, and you can surpass him in the future." Luo Mao gritted his teeth to comfort himself, then took a few breaths, and walked to the department again. Anyway, they still have to imitate now, only imitating can Sell ​​good games. Only by selling good games can we talk about the future.

However, when Luo Mao walked into the department, there was a sudden sound of singing in his ear. He saw everyone in the department standing, and in front of them, the game op of "" rang.

The moment he heard this song, Luo Mao's face suddenly turned pale, and endless regret swept his heart.

"Why...haha...haha...it turns out to be like this..."

He cried and laughed, this song was so beautiful, so beautiful, beautiful like a soul-eating butterfly, which attracted his soul at once. Luo Mao understands that no one can make this kind of text adventure game no matter how good the script is!

What a pity is unique, no one can surpass him, whether it is the script, the picture, or the music... he is unique and irreplaceable! Others can surpass him in one aspect, but the game is a collection of all the elements. If you want to find all the elements to surpass what he is-it is simply impossible.

"Music, script, pictures, voice actors... everything, the ultimate, this is what a shame..."

Luo Mao was dizzy, why didn't he understand it at the beginning? If he understood this earlier, if he realized earlier that He Shi's game could not be replaced-how could he not leave Phoenix Company!

It's a pity it's too late, it's too late!

At the same moment, Tokyo...

Xia Chuanzhen was playing games with her father in the study. When the theme song of "" sounded, her face turned pale.

"No, it's impossible!" She looked at the game screen in shock: "This is a bird poem, it is not like this, how can it be so beautiful!?"

This song is different from the bird poem that Xia Chuan really heard Shen Jie sing. It sounds so good that she feels that it is not the same song.

"Piano!" At this moment, Natsukawa Ryoko, who was sitting behind, stood up, and she said in surprise: "This is the president's piano. The president has re-sounded the poem of the bird... When did it happen?"

"Brother's piano..." Xia Chuan was almost crying: "Why would he play the piano for Shen Jie? I have never heard of it!"

Xia Chuan didn’t know the truth at all, even Alice, Shen Jie and others didn’t know that Bird’s Poem was already beautiful, plus Meng Huo’s piano... Xia Chuan really had tears, if she had known it earlier Meng Huo will re-score this song, so take it over anyway!

With Meng Huo's soundtrack, the poem of the bird is more beautiful than all previous songs by Xia Chuan, and she is injured.

"I haven't received a notice before." Ryoko Natsukawa's eyes flickered, and then he sighed: "The previous song was not like this. It should be a temporary decision made by the president. It may be that when you re-recorded, the president also quietly participated. One kick, but...this kick is too good."

She looked at her daughter and said solemnly: "Listen carefully, true, how terrible the president's piano is... Shen Jie's voice, she is crying..."

"cry……"

"Yes, cry...you must hear it out, it's good for your development..."

Xia Chuan Ryoko pressed her daughter's shoulder, Xia Chuan looked at her eyes truly, then nodded and closed her eyes. She listened to the song earnestly, but Xia Chuan Ryoko walked to the front and asked her husband to get out of the way. After the game op was over, she found the song on the playlist and played it again.

The first time, Xia Chuan didn’t really feel anything, the second time, something seemed to have appeared in her mind, and the third time, the piano sound in her brain changed. The fifth time, Xia Chuan’s real face turned white, and her ears The sound of the piano was screaming in the middle, and the sound of the piano roared like a huge tornado, leading all other soundtracks to spin frantically.

Shen Jie's voice was in the middle of the tornado, almost covered by the tornado.

Shen Jie's voice was indeed crying, but it was not really crying, crying was just a description-Shen Jie's singing was run away by the piano roll.

In the song of Bird Poem, Shen Jie's original singing voice should be the leader standing in the center, and all the soundtrack should exist for her singing. But now it's just the opposite. Ordinary people can't hear it, but Xia Chuan really discovered that the piano of this song is the main objective. It became the commander-in-chief, commanding all the soundtrack, including Shen Jie's song...

Shen Jie's song was concealed by the charm of the piano, and it persisted so hard that it was not thrown away by the piano, and it did not lose its own color.

No, or the opposite...

"My brother is deliberately cooperating with Sister Shen Jie..."

Xia Chuan’s face turned pale, and Meng Huo’s piano matched Shen Jie and other musical instruments. The bird’s poem is now a perfect fusion of piano and singing in ordinary people’s ears. However, professional musicians can understand ~lightnovelpub.net~ as long as the piano goes one step further, other soundtracks will be thrown away...including Shen Jie's singing...

"It seems that you understand, the president is terrible..." Ryoko Natsukawa stopped the replay and said sadly: "You should be glad that you are not singing this song. This song is like the stage of the president. The feeling of control is definitely not a good thing for Shen Jie..."

Xia Chuan was truly speechless, and Meng Huo’s piano was like denying Shen Jie’s singing... If she was Shen Jie, she would definitely be hit hard now.

However, Xiachuan Ryoko still had something to say, and her back is now in cold sweat.

Bird's Poem is not a pure piano song, it needs to be played by an orchestra, and the piano is only one of the more important instruments. But it was in the hands of Meng Huo, and the piano suddenly had aura, which not only cooperated with other instruments, but also controlled Shen Jie's singing.

"It's terrible... If the poem of the bird is only accompanied by piano, how far will the president play it..."

Xia Chuan Ryoko didn't know, but she knew one thing: The poem of birds is going to be popular, Shen Jie is going to be popular... Meng Huo, it must be going to be popular too! (To be continued...) ()