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Although today is a workday, there is still a huge crowd of people at the entrance of the convention center, the surrounding roads are jammed, and the sound of horns is incessant.
In his previous life, Tao Zhiyue lived in a big city with the most concentrated cultural resources in the country. There were all kinds of cultural and entertainment activities all year round. During holidays, he would occasionally visit exhibitions that interested him, so he had some experience.
He got off the bus one stop early, and when he walked slowly to the entrance of the venue with his backpack on his back, the entire long line of cars had only moved forward about a hundred meters.
There was a lot of noise around me, and excitement and anticipation were written on everyone's face. Many cosplayers dressed as popular game characters were walking in the crowd. Many people picked up their mobile phones to take pictures, and there were also some professional photographers carrying long/short cameras and constantly clicking.
Tao Zhiyue touched the mask on his face to make sure it was properly put on before walking to the back of the queue for ordinary audiences and quietly waiting to enter.
I have been living alone for too long, and it is a bit hard to get used to seeing such a large crowd of people after such a long time.
In front of him were two lively girls, chattering away.
"Which pavilion should we go to first?"
"In Hall A1, there is a demo of the War of the Roses that I am so looking forward to!!!"
"Isn't that the game with beautiful graphics and all cute female characters?"
"Yes, yes, I and many sisters have made reservations for the public beta, but I don't know if I can queue up for the trial today. I heard that someone queued for eight hours for last year's popular game and still didn't get a chance to play it qaq"
"I believe you can do it! Ah, look - that sister from Yusa is so pretty, so cool! Left, left!"
Tao Zhiyue, who was forced to listen in, couldn't help but look over there. It was a female cosplayer wearing European and American makeup and tight clothes. She was indeed very beautiful.
The short-haired girl who happened to turn her head also caught a glimpse of Tao Zhiyue's action from the corner of her eye. She immediately poked her companion's hand and whispered in his ear: "Look behind! What a handsome boy!"
"Let me see, they are wearing masks, how can you tell..."
"Keep your voice down or someone will hear you!" The short-haired girl lowered her voice even more. "His eyes are so pretty, how can he not be handsome! Ah, I really want to take off the mask and see the handsome guy in full glory!"
… In fact, he also heard this sentence.
Tao Zhiyue felt a little embarrassed, luckily he had a mask to hide his expression, otherwise he would have blushed.
When Tao Zhiyue first entered the book, he looked in the mirror and found that this body looked exactly like himself when he was a few years younger. Even some subtle physical features were exactly the same. It was as if he had come here with his soul, and he felt an inexplicable sense of security.
That's why he accepted the bizarre thing of traveling through a book so quickly.
If he woke up after death and found himself in someone else's body, he would probably be so frightened that his heart would stop and he would die right there again.
Tao Zhiyue used to be busy with work and unkempt. He wore a plaid shirt, which is standard for programmers, every day. Due to the high intensity of work, he became nearsighted. He wore a pair of old-fashioned black-framed glasses on his nose and his hair was messy. Occasionally, female colleagues lamented that his handsome facial features were buried, but he just took it as a joke.
After experiencing a life-and-death moment and waking up again, he still chose to live an ordinary, routine life, but something had changed.
He had heard people say that appearance is determined by the heart before, but his understanding was superficial at that time. Even now, when Tao Zhiyue looked at himself in the mirror while washing his face in the morning, he often felt dazed.
The same skeleton and skin, but he looks like a completely different person.
However, due to his narrow social circle, Tao Zhiyue seldom heard comments about himself from others. His colleagues would sometimes flatter him jokingly, but he felt that this was due to his relatively good business ability and never took it seriously.
Some girls from the company next door asked him out, but because they were shy, they were often reserved, so after he politely declined, there was usually no follow-up.
So when a girl of similar age praised him in person in an exaggerated manner, Tao Zhiyue felt a little embarrassed and subconsciously touched his hot ears.
As a result, the two girls secretly peeked at this scene and started pulling each other's hands, almost jumping up.
Seeing this, Tao Zhiyue hurriedly lowered his head, pretended to be calm and took out his mobile phone, pretending that he heard nothing.
There happened to be an unread message on the phone from HR half an hour ago. It was so noisy just now that Tao Zhiyue didn't notice the notification sound.
[hr: Dr. Tao, I also made an important decision last night, and I had hesitated for a long time before.]
[hr: Just like you said, after getting over it, I really became happier, so I think this decision was the right one, and I even feel a little regretful that I didn’t change it earlier.]
[hr: Fortunately, I met Dr. Tao. ]
Tao Zhiyue was stunned, his fingertips wandering across the screen, and an indescribable warmth spread in his heart.
[Tao: I think so too^-^]
I'm also glad to have met you.
He is used to keeping his emotions to himself, so it is difficult for him to express his inner feelings as directly as HR.
At this point, Tao Zhiyue envied HR very much.
He was looking down at the message when the two girls in front of him raised their voices slightly.
"Hey, how come the people over there can go in without queuing?"
"It seems to be a special passage for those participating companies and staff."
"Oh, I thought they had already entered... Hey! That staff member in a suit is so tall, he looks so handsome just from the back!"
"Wake up, how could someone with that kind of aura possibly be a staff member? He must be the boss of some gaming company!"
The dedicated channel and the audience channel are on the same side, with a distance between the two entrances. At this time, there is a long queue in the audience channel, which forms a sharp contrast with the dedicated channel next to it.
Tao Zhiyue, who was almost queuing to the entrance, heard the keyword "game company" and looked over curiously.
The man the girl in the front row was talking about was tall and straight, and he was accompanied by a companion who looked like an assistant. He stood out among the passers-by.
As he walked forward, passing the crowd that blocked his view along the way, Tao Zhiyue could see his profile, but unfortunately he was wearing a mask like himself.
At this moment, Tao Zhiyue agreed with what the girl had said before. Even though he could only see the other person's eyes, he could be sure that this was a handsome guy.
Arriving at the entrance of the passage, the assistant stepped forward to communicate with the staff. The handsome man in the suit stopped and looked at the screen of his mobile phone intently. His heroic eyebrows were slightly solemn, as if he was thinking about something.
After a moment, he seemed to have figured it out. A smile instantly appeared in his eyes, and even his brows softened.
The short-haired girl in front of Tao Zhiyue couldn't help but hold her face and exclaimed, "What kind of auspicious day is today? Why are there so many handsome guys wearing masks? Wow."
There was a lot of noise around, with people coming and going.
Huo Ran seemed to sense something and turned his head to look.
There were crowds of strangers around him, and chaotic words and voices were buzzing in his ears, but he saw that pair of clear and bright eyes at a glance, and there was only silence besides.
The stranger's eyes were gentle and calm, yet also filled with silent tenacity.
Huo Ran was stunned for a while, thinking of Dr. Tao who had just sent him a message.
Dr. Tao must also have such eyes.
Weekday afternoons always seem long, the sunlight outside the window is lazy, and the office is filled with a drowsy atmosphere.
Tao Zhiyue saw that many of his colleagues looked daydreaming, and some were even dozing off secretly. The planner Wang Heng, who usually communicated with him, didn't look for him either. He guessed that the requirements for the next version had not been completed yet.
Tao Zhiyue almost fell asleep again. He forced himself to wake up. If he went on to sleep, he would suffer from insomnia at night, and this would become a vicious cycle.
There was really nothing to do, and there were no new hot technical topics for him to explore in the Little Green Bird community, so Tao Zhiyue simply opened the game's official Weibo and read players' feedback in the comment section.
Most of the comments were insulting the official for being stingy, the drop rate was touching, and the forced money-grubbing was ugly, but there were also some comments complaining about the game bugs. Tao Zhiyue read through them very carefully and wrote down all the contents related to the bugs and the code he wrote.
Although all functions were tested before going online, especially Tao Zhiyue would check them several times, problems of one kind or another were inevitable during actual use.
Sometimes it’s because of model adaptation issues, sometimes it’s because old code is accidentally overwritten, and there are many times when the cause cannot be found immediately.
Although he died suddenly in his previous life because he worked too hard, Tao Zhiyue still has a pure passion for programming.
When he was a child, he liked watching construction teams build houses. It was like magic to see people combine ordinary bricks, tiles and cement into magnificent high-rise buildings.
The same is true for Tao Zhiyue. Programming is about building complex and meaningless data into a clear logical chain, constantly seeking to optimize the path, and finally obtaining a set of simple and beautiful codes, which brings Tao Zhiyue great satisfaction and happiness.
Tao Zhiyue carefully analyzed the causes of these bugs, and then began to conceive of optimization plans. He also sent a message to Wang Heng, asking him if he could add them to the requirements and solve these problems in the new version.
Then he saw Wang Heng jumped up from his seat and waved at him enthusiastically.
Tao Zhiyue: …
Seeing Tao Zhiyue's face full of question marks, Wang Heng quickly bent down and sent him a message.
[Planning-Wang Heng: Brother Tao, let’s go for a walk.]
[Planning-Wang Heng: Light a cigarette for the boss.jpg]
A moment later, Tao Zhiyue stood on the side of the road, holding the milk tea that Wang Heng stuffed into his hand, and took a sip blankly.
The sweet milk flavor is refreshing and the soft taro balls are also delicious.
Tao Zhiyue was very polite, "Thank you, it's delicious."
Wang Heng immediately became excited, "Brother Tao, do you want to be a producer yourself in the future?"
"Ah?" Tao Zhiyue felt that his train of thought was jumping around. "What producer?"
"Games!" Wang Heng was very excited. "Brother Tao, you are so capable, you will definitely not work for others forever. Nowadays, everyone is pinching their noses to make reskin games. Even the producers don't care about the feedback and feelings of the players. They just want to make a quick buck. But Brother Tao, you are so responsible. If you do the project yourself, you will definitely make a very good game."
Tao Zhiyue wanted to explain that he was just looking for something to do out of boredom, and if he wasn't afraid of offending his colleagues, he would have wanted to fix the bugs left by other programmers. But looking at Wang Heng's serious eyes, he couldn't say it.
If programmers are classified as creators, every creator must have fantasized about getting rid of their boss and the client, and just doing what they love based on their interests.