MTL - Game Design: It is Very Simple For You To Fill In?-Chapter 163 Stand up and be scolded for me!
Chapter 163 Stand and scold me all!
Ye Feng put on his shoes and went out. He glanced at his phone. He could only check his homework when he came back.
The other party has no problem sending documents, and there is no problem sending Happy New Year.
The problem is that they have connected these two things together, and that is a problem.
Who would add another document when saying Happy New Year to people? Isn’t that just saying; although it’s Chinese New Year, please work hard and work overtime.
However, Ye Feng just complained in his heart, he is almost open all year round, and the customs at home and abroad are different, so he is too lazy to care about the other party.
EA is very eager to make the game, and the progress is very fast.
However, Ye Feng is more pleased that after the last time, the things they submitted again did not have too many flaws.
"Old thief, if the product is qualified this time, we want to release the trailer of the first stage, can you see it?" EA's liaison staff asked cautiously.
"Are you planning to release it this year?" Ye Feng replied suspiciously.
"Well, everyone wants this game to be released sooner, so they are working hard."
"Okay, after I go back and check it later, if there is no problem, I can release the trailer of the first stage." Ye Feng replied to the message, and took a bag of snacks from the supermarket shelf.
He didn't know what to buy, so he could only buy a little bit of various snacks and food.
Ye Feng couldn't help but smirked. It was really a coincidence when he said it. The Battlefield series in the previous life was the work of EA. The game is really bad, but the game is also really fun.
In the previous life, EA ignored the voices of players, resulting in countless criticisms of a good game.
Now he can point his nose and scold them in front of EA executives, and if EA makes those principled mistakes after making the game, he can also criticize them in person.
It's a cool thing to think about.
You don’t care about the needs of players, right?
Then stand at attention and punish me now, and stand and scold me all!
After buying things, Ye Feng stood at the gate of the community with big bags and small bags, waiting for the arrival of the third uncle.
When a BMW drove up in front of Ye Feng and rolled down the window, Ye Feng came back to his senses.
"Are you Xiaofeng?" The car window rolled down slowly, and inside was a middle-aged woman in rich clothes.
Ye Feng took a closer look and found that the person sitting and driving was his third uncle.
Although the memory of the third uncle is very vague, the moment he saw the person coming, the blurred face in his mind became clear in an instant.
There seems to be someone sitting in the back seat, but the view is blocked and the view is not very clear.
"It's me, third uncle, drive ahead, there is a parking space just ahead." Ye Feng pointed to the front along the road.
There are very few parking spaces in their community, and most of them are parked randomly.
Seeing the chaotic corridors of the community, Third Uncle frowned, but still drove towards the direction Ye Feng pointed.
Ye Feng followed happily. It had been a long time since relatives came to the door, and now he felt very happy to have relatives come.
It’s New Year’s Eve, if someone visits the house, it’s more of a New Year’s flavor.
After the car was stopped, the people in the car followed.
Sitting in the back seat is a young man who looks like he just graduated from college.
The third uncle and the third aunt are very richly dressed, but the person behind them looks a little careless.
"Xiaofeng, do you live in this kind of community?" The third uncle looked up at the environment of the community, and couldn't help frowning. "This road is too narrow, and it is not convenient to drive."
"Well, I think so too, but my parents like it here, saying that there are many acquaintances and friends here, so they don't want to move away."
Ye Feng walked in the front and led the way. He didn't feel that what the third uncle said was yin and yang. He himself complained about this little way countless times.
So he stopped driving at all and parked the car in the parking space of the shopping mall outside.
"Xiao Feng, you have graduated for two years, what kind of work do you do?" Sanshu was also chatting with Ye Feng on the way.
"In terms of making games." Ye Feng replied, this kind of plot of being interrogated by relatives about work is really familiar.
It's a pity that he has graduated now. If he hadn't graduated, he would definitely open his pocket with one hand and say to the third uncle;
"Third Uncle can't force it, I'm an adult, I don't need red envelopes anymore."
Then, open the pouch pocket a little more.
"Are you also playing games?" The third uncle looked at Ye Feng in surprise.
"My kid is also a game maker. It's good to make games. It's good to make games. My kid just made a lot of money by playing games."
"I heard from my kid that he joined one of the most powerful game production companies now, called Germination Studio."
"It's just a little tired, but we bought a car in just half a year." Uncle San's voice was full of emotion.
Ye Feng's heart suddenly thumped, and he looked back at third uncle's son.
His name is Ye Cheng.
It’s so strange... I don’t know it at all...
Now there are too many people in his studio, all the game production departments have been perfected, and Ye Feng can't remember all the employees, only a few senior executives.
"By the way, Xiaofeng, which game company are you in?" Third Uncle asked curiously.
Ye Feng looked back at the son of the third uncle's family, only to see that the other party looked at him suspiciously.
"You are a bit like a person." Ye Cheng frowned all the time.
Ye Feng was silent. During the Chinese New Year, he did dress a little casually and didn't take care of himself, but he couldn't recognize himself, right?
Ye Feng puffed out his chest, expecting the other party to recognize him.
At best, he didn't take care of his beard and dressed a little more casually.
"Like who?" Ye Feng slowed down his pace.
"Like an old thief..." Ye Cheng rubbed his temples.
This person really looks alike.
"Who is the old thief?" Third Uncle looked at him curiously.
"The old thief is our boss..."
"Is that the one you said was good at playing games?" Third Uncle was a little surprised.
"Hmm..." Ye Cheng frowned, he kept looking at Ye Feng, this f*ck really looks like it!
If the old thief was not called Black Star, the relative who came to pick him up today was called Ye Feng, he almost thought it was the old thief himself.
"Why do you call him an old thief? Doesn't he have a name?" Third Uncle asked his doubts.
"Because the game is an inappropriate series, it's called Old Thief. As for the name, it's called Black Star." Stars flashed in Ye Cheng's eyes.
"That Xiaofeng, you are really lucky to look like him." The third uncle looked at Ye Feng and nodded vigorously, "That is a super powerful character!"
Ye Feng staggered as he walked in front, he kept puffing out his chest, just waiting for someone to recognize him.
He is thin-skinned, and he is too embarrassed to say in front of the other party that yes, it is me.
It’s like when others give out snacks while studying, but pretend not to know when they don’t get them.
Now it’s hard to wait for someone to distribute snacks to me, but the person said, sorry, the distribution is over.
He is now waiting for the other party to recognize him, then nodded, 'It's me. '
I didn't expect the other party to hold back for so long, but to say something, it really seems.
He secretly made a decision that after the start of work this year, he must hang out in front of the employees more.
What made him laugh and cry the most was that Black Star was the design name when he designed the game...
Ye Feng turned around and glanced at Ye Cheng, who stopped in confusion,
"It's really like it. Fortunately, your name is Ye Feng and not Black Star."
Ye Feng was silent,
He remembered a meme he had seen before, "Lin Yun, what's your real name?"
(end of this chapter)
