Xia Jiang quickly completed the record and asked again: "Mr. Pei, we all know that the games produced by Tenda have achieved both sales and word-of-mouth so far. This is a very rare thing."
"Many game developers are obsessed with making profits and choose to overdraw the reputation of the game, thus causing some works that may be conferred to gods to die in the middle."
"There are also some game developers whose works are well-received and unpopular. Although they have a good reputation, they can't make enough profits, and they can't even maintain the normal operation of the company."
"It has to be said that both situations are very unfortunate."
"So, can you tell me how you manage to balance both sales and word of mouth?"
Pei Qian sighed silently: "Actually, I have no interest in making money at all."
"I have never considered how to balance word-of-mouth and profitability. Every time I feel like I'm going to lose money, but I don't know why, it's always inexplicably bursting with word-of-mouth and sales soaring."
"I think Tenda has made so much money so far that it's suffocating me."
"I also don't understand why players are blowing my game and charging me money, which bothers me very much."
Xia Jiang nodded earnestly, and then continued to write hard.
"A designer who is separated from material enjoyment and has a high pursuit of spiritual realm."
"A soul that no amount of money can add to its burden."
"Material enjoyment can be satisfied with just a little bit; spiritual pursuit is never-ending."
"I never worry about my goals being too high, but always reflect on myself."
"'Is my mind not high enough?' he often asks himself."
After the quick recording, Xia Jiang asked again.
"Mr. Pei, since you have achieved such outstanding achievements, what is your next goal?"
Pei Qian cleared his throat solemnly: "My goal has never changed, I just want to make a game that loses money."
Xia Jiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and quickly recorded in the notebook.
"Is this the realm of Dugu seeking defeat?"
"Most designers' lifelong pursuit is to make a successful game, but he secretly expects the favor of failure."
"Maybe, the boring victory has made him feel boring, and only an inadvertent defeat can make him feel a little challenged?"
"Looking at failure as a mirror, you can understand the gains and losses."
"There are many people who work hard and succeed, but there are very few people who work hard and fail."
"It's hard to imagine what kind of stormy seas you have experienced to create such a calm and strong mentality."
Xia Jiang felt that his thoughts were like diarrhoea, and the sound of "rustling" swept the tip of the pen across the page could not stop.
Pei Qian, who was sitting opposite her, began to fall into deep doubts about life.
Several questions in his mind tortured the soul one after another.
Why is she not surprised at all by her answer to me
What the hell is she writing
Why does she have a completely "I understand" expression
Pei Qian became more and more guilty.
No, director, is there something wrong with the script
I've been running the train with my mouth full, why didn't the reporter on the other side raise any questions, but kept recording it seriously, as if I said it well
Pei Qian wanted to take a peek at what Xia Jiang wrote in the notebook, but the font on the shorthand book was like a ghost, and he couldn't recognize a single word.
Just to ask
There seems to be something wrong.
How can a reporter do an interview for himself and take the initiative to ask the reporter what he has recorded. Isn't this questioning the professionalism of others? It would be too impolite.
On the surface, Pei Qian was light and calm, smiling, but in reality he was at a loss.
I vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Moving on to the next question soon.
"Then, let's talk back to your new work "Back to the Shore"."
"As we all know, you choose a different type of game every time. What kind of internal driving force is driving you to constantly move towards different fields?"
"Is it the spirit of having the courage to step out of the comfort zone, or your instinct to keep making progress, or is it a detached attitude of playing the world?"
Pei Qian was at a loss for words.
It's getting more and more outrageous!
The questions asked before are relatively objective, and this question has begun to be made explicit
Pei Qian shook his head and categorically denied: "Neither."
"I just want to try something uncharted and increase the chance of failure."
This time Xia Jiang didn't take any shorthand, but smiled: "I understand."
Pei Qian: "???"
You know what you know!
I hate arrogant people like you the most!
Pei Qian was completely speechless. He was now 100% sure that the reporter must have misunderstood, and it was very, very outrageous.
Pei Qian was mad, but at this time his reason told him that he must calm down.
Regardless of whether the reporter understood it wrong, Pei Qian couldn't forget his original purpose.
Destroy some passers-by as much as possible! Recruiting hackers in the player group can reduce some sales, and may even kill the next game!
Thinking of this, Pei Qian regained his indifferent expression and motioned to continue.
Xia Jiang continued to ask: "There are already a lot of professional reviews on "Back to the Shore"."
"Have you thought that these professional game reviewers would rate this game like this?"
Pei Qian shook his head sharply: "Not at all!"
Xia Jiang smiled and said: "So, did you originally think that the connotation of this game is very obscure, and you are mentally prepared for not being understood?"
"Huh? No." Pei Qian shook his head, "I never expected them to interpret this game so much."
"Excessive interpretation?" Xia Jiang picked up the pen again.
Pei Qian nodded: "Yes, it is completely over-interpreted."
"I didn't make the highly acclaimed plot, I just found some literature graduates from the school to write it."
"The difficulty of the game is so high, and it is not to increase the sense of substitution."
"I just want to make a game that abuses players. I'm very happy to see players suffer. This is completely a bad taste of mine."
"Do you know what I mean?"
Pei Qian spoke very seriously.
Xia Jiang also nodded very seriously: "Understand, understand."
Pei Qian: "..."
Xia Jiang took the pen and wanted to jot down something in shorthand, but he felt it was inaccurate, and asked, "What's the matter with 'Purdu'?"
Pei Qian answered truthfully: "It's a cheating weapon I left for myself, but it was accidentally discovered by players."
Xia Jiang nodded: "So, you played this game yourself."
Pei Qian was silent.
What does this say
I didn't play
It's such a simple question, it's not a lie, right? Besides, no one will believe what you say.
I play
It doesn't seem right either. I just said that this game is purely for the purpose of abusing players, but as a result, I play it myself, will it be understood that I am also a masochist
Therefore, Pei Qian didn't know how to respond.
With an expression of "I understand very well", Xia Jiang wrote quickly in the stenograph.
"President Pei's wit and humor also left a deep impression on me."
"Perhaps this kind of successful and strong-hearted person has a natural sense of humour, which makes interviews that are originally plain and bland become interesting."
"President Pei admitted very simply that "Back to the Shore" is a game that takes pleasure in abusing players."
"However, before abusing others, first abuse yourself. When many players suffer in the game, they will not think that the producers of this game have already felt the pain they are suffering."
"'Purdue' says it's for yourself, so why isn't it for all sentient beings?"
"The hell is not empty, and I swear not to become a Buddha."
"If it weren't for the great mercy of giving up one's life to feed tigers and cutting meat to feed eagles, how could a game like "Back to the Shore" be made?"
Pei Qian, who had already said it quite clearly, felt a burst of despair in his heart when he looked at Xia Jiang, who was serious and writing quickly.
It's useless, don't listen!
It's completely chicken-and-duck talk, and the two people's thoughts are not on the same channel at all!
Pei Qian has no idea how to answer the next question.
Xia Jiang has completed the recording and is ready to move on to the next question.
Pei Qian hurriedly raised his hand to stop: "Editor Xia."
"Huh? President Pei, you said." Xia Jiang's face was sincere.
Pei Qian tried his best to think about his words: "Do you think that what you said to me is a little... biased?"
Pei Qian thought that he was already trying hard to question the professionalism of this editor-in-chief Xia, but Xia Jiang was not angry, but nodded with a smile.
"Mr. Pei, I understand."
"Your thoughts are too deep. I tried hard to guess, but I can only guess part of it."
"Like the splendid galaxy in the sky, no matter how far you look, you can only see the most flickering brilliance. And those magnificence outside the field of vision can only be hidden in the darkness."
"I'm sorry President Pei, I've worked very hard."
Pei Qian: "?"
Am I talking to you about hard work
You really try very hard to misinterpret me all the time!
Why can't I explain it
No, this interview must not go on any longer.
If it goes on like this, the ghost will know what the final draft will look like!
Pei Qian was thinking about how to get out when the phone rang.
I took it out and saw that it was an alarm clock for getting up at 10 o'clock.
Usually, when the company is fine, Pei Qian sleeps until 10 o'clock. Today's interview is scheduled for 9 o'clock in the morning, so Pei Qian has set an additional alarm clock to wake up.
Exactly, the original 10 o'clock alarm clock rang.
Pei Qian turned off the alarm clock quickly, and then pretended to hold the phone to his ear: "Oh, okay. Then wait a moment, I'll be there soon."
After putting away the phone, Pei Qian apologized: "Editor Xia, it's really unfortunate, there is a little work."
"How about you continue to interview my staff? I have to go first."
Editor-in-chief Xia hurriedly nodded: "Ah, good Mr. Pei. I benefited a lot from today's interview, so please do it first!"
Pei Qian silently turned around and left.
Forget it, you can't afford to hide!
If I continue to interview, I am afraid that I will become a Buddha on the spot, so hurry up!
Looking at the back of President Pei's departure, Editor-in-Chief Xia silently wrote another sentence in the notebook.
"The most terrifying thing in the world is that geniuses work harder than ordinary people."
After writing, Editor-in-Chief Xia signaled to the cameramen to turn on the camera.
"Let me see, who should the first employee interview?"