Please support the genuine version throughout the process, as only the genuine version has the red envelope lottery theater~ There was a crowd of strangers around, chaotic words and voices buzzing in his ears, but Huo Ran saw that pair of clear and bright eyes at a glance, and there was only silence besides.
When I saw the boy again, he was holding a thick notebook, carefully recording what he saw and felt. Occasionally, he looked up at the producer who was speaking passionately at the booth, with a burning light flashing in his eyes.
They made the same expression in the game at the same time, and then looked up at each other at the same time. Then the other person suddenly opened his beautiful eyes, and the earphones slipped off, revealing his red ears.
He filled out the questionnaire very attentively, frowning slightly as he thought, and writing beautifully. Huo Ran sat beside him, as if enveloped by a peaceful force, and silently read for a long time.
Finally, he took the medicine box that was handed to him and said thank you and goodbye with a dull expression.
After Huo Ran watched him leave, he remained in the same posture, motionless, until now.
Huo Ran had never seen himself like this before.
He reached out and touched his hot cheek, forcing himself to regain some rationality and trying to judge the current situation.
After thinking for a while, Huo Ran called out to the staff who were standing by and dared not make any movement.
His tone was firm: "Is the air conditioning temperature in this venue too high? It's a bit hot."
The staff member who felt that he had not enough clothes to wear after dark:…
"Is that so?" The staff member tried to smile affirmatively, "Now that you mention it, I think I feel a little hot, too."
Huo Ran breathed a sigh of relief. "Then turn it down a bit. It's too stuffy. I feel a little suffocated."
"Okay, I'll adjust it right away." The experienced staff member maintained a very professional smile. "Should we send you the video we recorded for you directly, or do you need us to do any post-processing?"
"Just give me the memory card." Huo Ran stood up and prepared to leave. "Thank you for your hard work today."
He took the memory card in a small box and left the exhibition center. Jiang Nansheng had already prepared a car and was waiting for him at the door.
After getting into the spacious luxury car, Huo Ran rolled down the window. The gentle breeze blew in, finally awakening him to some senses.
He remained silent for a long time. The car was unusually quiet. Jiang Nansheng, who was blushing habitually in the passenger seat, did not dare to speak rashly. He only occasionally glanced at Huo Ran's reflection in the rearview mirror.
Huo Ran noticed his gaze, but this time he was not bothered by the other person's blushing habit as usual.
He was thinking about another question.
Will the boy’s face under the mask turn as red as his ears
Although he didn't see his face, Huo Ran seemed to be able to imagine the other person's nervous and confused expression.
… No, why did he think of that boy again
Huo Ran was a little annoyed. He felt like he couldn't control his mind today.
An unread message from Huo Sihan was quietly displayed on the phone.
[Darunfa Killing Fish for Ten Years: Did My Dear Brother Play the War of the Roses?]
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[Darunfa Killing Fish for Ten Years: Did any new girls approach you in the afternoon? Are there any beautiful girls who left a deep impression on you!]
Speaking of being impressed...
Forget it. Huo Ran, feeling a little guilty, forced himself to stop thinking.
He decided to change his perspective and think calmly about why his condition had become so strange.
When Huo Ran first saw the strange boy in the mask, his first reaction was actually to think of Dr. Tao. Later, when he saw him taking notes seriously, he was so similar to the Dr. Tao in his imagination.
Even when he unexpectedly saw the other person carrying a bag and wandering alone near the Rose War booth, Huo Ran seemed to feel a slight sense of loneliness.
Just like Dr. Tao that night.
So Huo Ran reflexively told the staff that he wanted to randomly select a live audience member.
Then he walked towards the man without thinking.
Huo Ran immediately discovered the crux of the problem. It was all related to Dr. Tao, whom he had never met.
They are so similar.
If Huo Ran didn't know that Dr. Tao was a busy psychiatrist, he might have asked him directly: Do you know an online friend named HR
As for why he cared so much about Dr. Tao, Huo Ran, who had little emotional experience, quickly gave an answer that sounded quite convincing.
This was his first time making friends online, so it had a special meaning in his heart.
It was almost the same when Huo Sihan was twelve or thirteen years old and met a bunch of girls online. In their daily chats, they would talk about their gay friends and often grinned foolishly at their phones.
Yes, that makes sense.
Huo Ran's mood became cheerful again. His tense expression gradually relaxed and he showed a little smile.
For some reason, he suddenly wanted to share this with Dr. Tao.
After a moment of hesitation, Huo Ran decisively opened the app and clicked on the dialog box with Dr. Tao.
His fingers typed rapidly.
[hr: Dr. Tao, I met a very special person today.]
[hr: My mood has become very strange, I can’t describe it in words.]
Having written this, Huo Ran couldn't help but feel a little curious.
Has Dr. Tao ever had such a moment
[hr: If it’s not too presumptuous, I would like to ask Dr. Tao a question.]
Huo Ran's fingers that were tapping the screen stopped clicking and he was stuck. He didn't know how to simply describe his feelings for the strange boy.
He thought for a while, and his mind was filled with a somewhat childish word.
Apart from this, Huo Ran could not find any other adjectives.
So this time, he typed the question slowly—
[hr: Under what circumstances do you think someone is cute?]
Message sent.
Huo Ran stared at the screen nervously and breathed softly involuntarily.
Dr. Tao is typing.
Dr. Tao sent a new message.
[Tao: What do you think is cute about her?]
Huo Ran did not notice the word "she" and carefully recalled everything that happened today.
[hr: I can’t really put it into words, there doesn’t seem to be anything particularly cute…]
[hr: But my head is a mess, there is no word to describe the feeling, I can only think of cute. ]
This time, Dr. Tao typed for a full five minutes before sending a brief reply.
[Tao: I think you fell in love with her at first sight^-^]
The sunlight is warm, filling the room with light.
Tao Zhiyue rubbed his sleepy eyes. He remembered that he seemed to have had a very long dream yesterday, but as soon as he woke up, the dream slipped away from his memory.
He only had a vague impression that he seemed to have dreamed about the boy in the white T-shirt yesterday.
I don’t know if I will meet him again today.
Although I fell asleep in the morning, fortunately the afternoon activities in the game exhibition usually start after 2 o'clock, so it's still in time to get there now.
Tao Zhiyue quickly washed, ate, picked up his backpack and went out.
The phone is still silent, no new messages.
After hesitating for a moment, Tao Zhiyue decisively logged out of the pp login.
As long as he is not online, this is Schrödinger's message. He can think that the HR has seen the apology bouquet in the game and sent him a message.
The world in the game is simple and pure, with only cute animals concentrating on tending their own islands.
There, Tao Zhiyue could pretend that Brown Bear was really his neighbor and friend, who did not reply to the message in time, so he gave him a gift to apologize.
Even though this gift was unusual flowers, it could be interpreted as a thank you gift from HR for helping him renovate the island, which were the seeds they had sown together.
But in reality, he couldn't do anything inappropriate towards a straight man who had a crush on someone.
The flow of people at the game exhibition today was greater than yesterday. Fortunately, the queue for admission in the afternoon was not long, and Tao Zhiyue was able to enter after waiting for a while.
The most popular area is still the trial play area of the War of the Roses. After a night of emergency work, the carefully prepared Rose Cottage is finally open to the public. At this moment, it is surrounded by exhibition visitors inside and out, and many people come to take photos and check in.
Tao Zhiyue stood outside the crowd and was stunned for a while.
Yesterday he played games for a whole afternoon in the independent trial room at the back of the cabin, with a strange man sitting next to him who made his heart beat fast.
Thinking about it now, it feels like a lifetime ago.
Next to the cabin was the staff member I met yesterday, who was sweating profusely while maintaining order. Behind him was a sea of pink flowers, as romantic as a fairy tale.
Tao Zhiyue looked for a while and walked away silently.
According to the previously planned itinerary, Tao Zhiyue walked around the booths with a notebook, stopping here and there, taking notes with a serious expression.
In the intense thinking, those beautiful feelings are gradually forgotten.
He had a general idea yesterday. For Zhitong Games, which is now accustomed to mindless reskinning, it is very difficult to make up its mind to switch directly to original development. It may work hard for a long time but end up with nothing accomplished.
Many people in the game industry subconsciously believe that original development means developing their own engines, innovating gameplay, and creating a unique style. It would be best if they could make a splash, attract as many audiences as possible, and make the game a well-known hit.
But this road is too difficult. There are only a few successful ones, and no one notices the countless teams that fail halfway.
Tao Zhiyue feels that instead of dreaming of achieving success overnight, it is better to improve and optimize on the existing basis and strive to make it small and beautiful.
The most important thing is to find the core selling point of the game, and then design and implement it with awe.
For example, War of the Roses does not have much innovation in its gameplay and is a relatively conventional MMORPG. However, its unique all-female setting and gorgeous yet not frivolous painting style have made it popular among female players, which in turn has had an unexpected influence.
While absorbing nutrients from the outside world and organizing his own ideas, by the time the museum closed at six o'clock, Tao Zhiyue had already come up with a relatively complete and specific idea.
Tao Zhiyue has almost finished looking at all the projects that need to be looked at, not only for the company, but also for himself, he has learned a lot of new knowledge.
After an afternoon of brainstorming, he was in an extremely excited state. He forgot that it was time to get off work and couldn't wait to take a taxi to the company.
However, it happened that the project team was working overtime today, the lights in the company were bright, and the CEO did not go home after get off work. He sat upright in the office, thinking hard.
Without having time to talk to his confused colleagues, Tao Zhiyue hurried into the CEO's office and told him everything he had seen and thought over the past two days.
CEO Guo nodded frequently as he listened. On the way, he also called the project team's producer, chief planner and chief programmer, Lao Li. The group of people talked loudly in the office, causing the employees in the office area outside to look around frantically, their curiosity overflowing.
Half an hour later, Mr. Guo came out first and said that there would be no overtime today. He invited everyone to have a barbecue dinner nearby and asked everyone to sign up voluntarily.
The crowd immediately erupted in joyful cheers.
As twenty or thirty people were heading to the barbecue restaurant, Tao Zhiyue was walking at the end of the team. Wang Heng slowed down and walked to his side.
"Brother Tao, are you done with the housework?"
Tao Zhiyue was stunned for a moment before he remembered the conversation between them. "Well, right..."
"Hehe, I knew it." Wang Heng was a little proud, "Brother Tao, you seem to have become a different person recently. I think you must have dealt with some troubles."
Tao Zhiyue was surprised and asked, "Really?"
"Yeah! It just became..." Wang Heng scratched his hair, trying to come up with an accurate description, "It became brighter! Hey, this word doesn't seem to be used like that."
"Anyway, I used to think that Brother Tao was hard to approach and a bit aloof. But now it seems... like I'm back in the crowd. Is it weird to say this?"
Wang Heng slapped his forehead and said, "Forget it, I feel sorry for the Chinese teacher. Anyway, let us enjoy the feast again when there is a chance. Hehe, thank you Brother Tao!"
Colleagues were chatting around me, laughter could be heard from the crowd from time to time, neon signs were flashing, and the aroma of barbecue from the small restaurant in front was already spreading.