The evening breeze brushed against his cheeks, and Chen Zhan raised his face slightly, smelling some earth.
Two people, two systems, no one spoke again.
I don't know how long ago, the children by the fountain were taken home by their parents holding hands, Chen Zhan said leisurely: "Since ancient times, there will be no good end for those who engage in division."
This sentence is sincere. Mr. Wu wants to go back, his eyes swaying and silent, and he looks calm again in the blink of an eye.
- It's really accurate.
After confirming the facts, Chen Zhan stood up, patted the dust accumulated behind him, and left a sentence for himself.
·
Before the end of the month, Chen Zhan devoted all his time to the game, and he had to find a new channel to promote it.
On the eve of the official launch of the game, he asked Yin Ronglan to try it out and ask for his opinion: "How do you feel?"
The villain on the screen trembled and took a few steps forward, kicked over the stool and was hanged, with his hands hanging unnaturally on both sides, his eyes were round, and he stared straight at him.
Yin Ronglan pursed her lips: "It's okay."
Chen Zhan frowned: "Speak more precisely."
Yin Ronglan laughed: "What is the relationship between you and me? How can I be happy when I see the death of the mimetic villain?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the little man hanging from the electric fan suddenly jumped up, ignoring Newton's gravity, and flipped over in mid-air.
"… "
Chen Zhan explained: "Because you didn't recharge."
Yin Ronglan pointed at the mimetic villain who was jumping alive again: "Isn't it dead?"
Chen Zhan: "There is a 70% chance of swindling a corpse by killing a villain by ordinary methods."
With his words, Yin Ronglan saw a green progress bar on the villain's head, showing the resentment value, which is now full. He couldn't help but hold his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of being complained by players if you do this?"
"Involving capital operation, it is inevitable to be scolded." Chen Zhan maintained a calm state, and by the way, he reached out and poked a few times on the screen, and a mall window popped up: "As long as you pay, you can unlock various forms of characters... Slutty. Cowherd costume, charming oiran costume, lonely little white flower, etc."
Yin Ronglan couldn't help but squinted at Chen Zhan, substituting the effect of his dressing, which was inexplicable.
When Chen Zhan felt sleepy and turned over to sleep, Yin Ronglan's throat moved and silently charged a hundred yuan.
He didn't mention it here for the time being, and the next day Chen Zhan went to find one of the few normal people around him - Zhang Chenggong. The latter put forward a lot of feasible suggestions after trial play, and he adopted them all, and communicated with the designer to revise the version.
On the last day of the month, the game was officially launched.
Chen Zhan synchronously updated the download link on Weibo, and also used activities such as forwarding lottery to stimulate the interest of many netizens.
He has a lot of fan base, and not everyone likes to play games, but it's okay to go shopping for idols.
Decompression games are usually easy to accumulate fans in the early stage, and gradually weaken in the middle and late stages. At least so far, the number of gamers has grown rapidly.
I have to say, this feeling of killing Chen Zhan... is really pleasing, happy and better than immortals!
I was so happy that it was about to boil, and netizens quickly found out... I was ripped off!
If you suffocate you with a pillow, the villain will spit your feathers on your face; when you eat a bowl of medicine, the villain will mutate into a piranha, and open his mouth and swallow the head in one bite. The process is extremely brutal.
Of course, there are also players who can really kill villains, and the number is negligible.
At this time, the props entered the starting field of vision, and it was infuriating that the turntable was used. Although the things on it could be fatal, each thing gave people a different feeling of refreshment.
At present, the most popular is a silver whip, with it, you can kill the villain who cheats the corpse. The most perfect part is that you can choose the number of times, one shot to death, or hundreds of whips, as you like.
"Chen Zhan, let's do some human affairs! If you can't do it, you can crowdfund it!"
"What kind of poverty does this kid have to make to make money on such obscure details!"
"... Ten times in a row, five times with a dagger, five times with a guillotine, I'm dead!"
The voices of doubt emerged one after another, and in order to prove the probability problem, Chen Zhan personally started the live broadcast.
"Some netizens think that the probability of the silver whip being drawn is too low, and I hereby express my objection."
The barrage was brushed with water and waited for the car to roll over.
Chen Zhan was calm and calm, and charged five yuan in person.
The price of cabbage for one draw only costs one yuan, the props can be used ten times, there are many maps, and there are about thirty kinds of different story branches. This is quite conscientious, so it has not been attacked by a group.
[The King of Earth Dogs: Too stingy! If you can extract it, you will be damned!]
The barrage group laughed, Chen Zhan smiled slightly, clicked the 'turn' button, and the big turntable started to spin with a bang.
When it stopped slowly like a swing, it stopped firmly and accurately on the space with a silver whip printed on it.
"It turns out that once is enough," Chen Zhan said with a little worry, "I blinded my other four yuan ocean."
The barrage exploded, and a question mark of water occupied the entire screen.
Chen Zhan: "The proof is complete."
As soon as the voice fell, he exited the live broadcast room, and the screen stopped abruptly.
His throat was dry, he turned around to pour a glass of water, and a mug was handed to him first.
"Thank you."
The water temperature was just right, and the throat became much more comfortable in an instant.
Chen Zhan put down the cup and noticed that Yin Ronglan's face was a little strange: "What's wrong?"
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Yin Ronglan would have thought that the part of the lottery just now was a P picture.
"So sure you can get it?"
Chen Zhan told the truth: "Originally, I planned to do the opposite, to please the audience in a way that I have never been able to draw."
However, the day did not fulfill the wishes of the people, and the draw was won.
While talking and clicking three times in a row, if you use the analogy of drawing cards, it is about SSR level each time.
There was one last chance, his fingertips stopped in mid-air and handed the phone to Yin Ronglan: "Come here."
Yin Ronglan was not hypocritical in the slightest, poked the button, and no accident was stuck on the most uncreative 'dagger'.
Chen Zhan couldn't help but think about where this person's luck was usually used.
Yin Ronglan used an old-fashioned and sincere expression: "Meet you."
Chen Zhan shook his head, seeking truth from facts: "We are together, I am lucky for three lifetimes, and you are the bad luck for eight lifetimes."
"...Don't belittle yourself."
Chen Zhan sat upright: "After being together, what have you gained?"
Yin Ronglan thought for a while and pointed at him.
"and also?"
Think deeply and get nothing.
Chen Zhan said indifferently: "The old man left me the inheritance, and so do you. At the same time, I am well-known, and I still live in a huge villa."
The truth is so, it cannot be refuted.
The world couldn't stand to think about it, Yin Ronglan gave up thinking, and while Chen Zhan walked to the balcony, he silently opened the game... Manipulating one or two casually, the villain was whipped and exposed to the street.
Before dying, he did not forget to pout him.
Yin Ronglan suddenly found joy in this game.
·
Chen Zhan has long been out of vulgar taste, and his happiness comes from himself more.
Because I don't often read Weibo, the official blog of the game is temporarily handed over to the designer. In addition, there are many articles on hand that need to be updated. The time is basically interleaved between coding and writing game branches... Until I accidentally saw Yin Ronglan's call bill.
For both parties, mobile phones are more often used to make and receive calls, not to mention privacy. So Chen Zhan asked Yin Ronglan to help answer the phone when he was taking a bath, or it was common for the latter to use his phone to send messages when the phone was out of power.
When he saw thousands of bills, the smile on Chen Zhan's face couldn't be maintained instantly.
Swipe up again, all the text messages of recharge and consumption are replaced, obviously using this part of the amount for entertainment in the game.
Standing in front of Yin Ronglan with a blank face: "I worked hard to develop games to make money, but the result is not as fast as your recharge."
Yin Ronglan tried to show that the amount of krypton gold he earned was far from what the other party earned from the game, but after seeing Chen Zhan's expression clearly, he wisely chose to shut up and listen.
In fact, Yin Ronglan is really innocent, and the excessive consumption is entirely due to bad luck.
The game has just been launched for activities, and other players can get skins by collecting fragments, and they can put on the oiran costume for the villain, and what he gets is always just repeated fragments. As for game sharing activities, there are not many friends who can share links and help collect likes.
Krypton gold has become the only way out.
"Why don't I recharge next time, and you help me draw?" From the perspective of interests, he proposed the best of both worlds.
Chen Zhan took a deep look at him and recalled the game he developed at the beginning. The other party made countless gold for a brotherly love skill. This kind of luck against the sky is beyond compare.
Nodding in pain, he looked at him with loving eyes: "Just be happy."
After speaking, I did not forget to touch the head to kill.
·
Yin Ronglan is an exception.
Except for things involving him, as an author Chen Zhan is rarely emotional, even if he encounters bad things that affect his mood.
In his view, life is like an equation. When happiness accumulates to a certain level, it is happiness that gives rise to sadness, and then whether it is extremely peaceful.
For example, the operation of the game was just right, but suddenly there was a remark on the Internet, accusing Chen Zhan of making money with the game, and classifying the novels written in the past as a vulgar series, indicating that his rise is the tragedy of the Internet age.
In the end, he did not forget to make up an astronomical amount of income, and asked him why he didn't want to repay the society, but instead developed games to earn petty profits.
The person who published this article is also an internet celebrity, who has attracted fans with sharp words in the past.
As soon as the article came out, some people criticized him for moral kidnapping, and some people sang the fame of Chen Zhan, which is really incomprehensible.
Most of Chen Zhan's fans are face fans and sand sculpture fans, but their fighting power is extraordinary, and they scolded them on the Internet. Someone also listed a list of Chen Zhan's past donations, which was already a large amount.
Yin Ronglan: "Do you want to send a lawyer's letter?"
Chen Zhan glanced at him: "I guess you have already sent it."
Yin Ronglan smiled, but her eyes were cold.
Chen Zhanwei didn't have much emotional ups and downs, and took the initiative to lead the battle. The purpose was not to judge right or wrong, but purely to be on the map. The same method is used every year, which is not new.
On the contrary, the donation list surprised him a little. Many of the donations that he couldn't remember were actually included by fans, and there was a long-term relationship.
So far, it is more safe to hang up the lawyer's letter without responding. After Chen Zhan finished today's work, he took the initiative to post a Weibo: I can do better [Rose].
·
In the box, a group of young people toasted.
Tan Changming: "cheers."
After eating half a glass of red wine, we talked about stocks.
The person on the left covered his mouth and laughed: "It's a good thing for the company to go public. Have you read Weibo? Chen Zhan has been busy dealing with online violence recently, and the update speed is slowing down, which is also a good thing."
Celebrate all day!
Tan Changming sneezed suddenly, took a tissue in the eyes of others with disgust, and then sneezed again: "I have an ominous premonition."
"Shut up!" the others said in unison.
In the next few minutes, Tan Changming kept sneezing and the tip of his nose was faintly red, and now even he himself realized that something was wrong. It's a pity that he was somewhat afraid of Yin Ronglan in his heart, otherwise he really wanted to go and find out what Chen Zhan was doing recently.
The reality is that Yin Ronglan doesn't know what Chen Zhan is going to do. Anyway, he can use 'bad intentions' as a summary.
Chen Zhan's tone was flat: "Dear."
Yin Ronglan trembled in shock and signed the wrong name.
Looking down at a ruined document with a frown, the assistant can only print another copy tomorrow.
Thinking about what Xiao Zhao has experienced this year, it's time to give him a little extra salary.
"I'm here." He smiled while raising his head: "What can I do for the Lord?"
Chen Zhan was amused by his name, and quickly regained his calm face: "I heard that you are going to send something at a charity auction recently."
Yin Ronglan nodded.
Chen Zhan: "What are you going to sell?"
Yin Ronglan: "No surprise, it's a painting."
As he said that, he went to the study to fetch a picture scroll and unfolded it, the galloping horses were very imposing.
After admiring it, Chen Zhan opened the drawer, held a small wooden box in both hands, and bent over in front of him.
Yin Ronglan's movements were a little slow, and when he opened it was a stack of neat little books.
"This is… "
"Gift." Chen Zhan: "Whoever takes your picture, the manuscript can be given away for free. It's my little effort."
Yin Ronglan probably understood what he was going to do.
Chen Zhan: "These are the few books I selected."
The number of characters in the works is limited, and they are all carefully selected stories. Some of the stories that have not been written are specially organized into books for emergencies.
Yin Ronglan casually took out a book to read, and raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to release the rumors of buying a painting and giving it away in advance?"
Chen Zhan nodded: "Motivating young people to participate in the auction, maybe what they take home is their own dark history."
"… "
Chen Zhan: "This is all influenced by the blogger who posted the article. He is right. I should do more."
Having said that, I glanced at Yin Ronglan: "By the way, remember to publicize the reason more."
A tool person who pulls hatred is necessary.
Yin Ronglan smiled and said, "So sure they will put this account on someone else?"
Chen Zhan gave an example: "You are going to take revenge. I made a knife for you. The enemy is too strong. If you fail to take revenge, you will resent that the knife I gave you is not sharp enough."
Yin Ronglan laughed: "No logic."
Chen Zhan disagreed: "Bullying the soft, fearing the hard, and angering are human instincts."
People in the circle are worried about Yin Ronglan and don't dare to do anything to him, but it's not necessarily the case in the face of the existence of biting around for the sake of gaining attention.
On this point, Chen Zhan saw it very clearly.
He has always had many ideas, and Yin Ronglan didn't say more, and soon let people announce the 'good news' to the public.
The author has something to say: Chen Zhan: There are as many books as you want!