Big Manga

"Xiao Li, have you finished matching your clothes?"

"Minister, do you have to copy the costumes of each character? Don't you need to be so detailed?"

"Don't worry about so much, just copy it down for me first, I'm going to play the game soon, you all cheer me up, storylines, pictures, catchphrases or details... as long as you see something worth imitating, write it down, Think about it carefully when you get home, go to work on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, and develop new games... As long as we catch up with the time, it will be our victory!"

"Yes, Minister!"

In a game company in Suhua, the artists are taking several boxes of "" game boxes for analysis. From the blue sky on the cover to the character album inside, everyone is busy copying down the settings of "". These settings will become what they need for the next game, and they want to imitate He Xi's new work.

Many game companies across China are doing the same thing. They are analyzing "" and finding ideas for new works from the analysis results. Judging from the usual experience, "" will soon set off a wave of popular text adventure games. After players finish playing this game, they will have unfinished business for a long time.

Whoever makes imitations first by other companies can sell well.

"Minister, I'm going out to answer the phone."

"Okay, anyway, Luo Mao, your work is done... you can take a rest."

"Thank you Minister."

Luo Mao thanked him, then walked to the corridor with his vibrating mobile phone, and answered the phone: "Mom, why do you always call, overtime! I even said overtime!"

"What day is it today? Why do you have to work overtime!"

"It's really working overtime. I will definitely go back tomorrow...to celebrate the New Year. Don't worry about it!" Luo Mao sighed, "The company is very busy, can you please understand me."

"I sympathize with you, who sympathizes with me? Really, it's the Chinese New Year tomorrow, and you don't have time to come back!" A complaining voice came from the other side of the microphone: "Why did you change jobs so hard at the beginning? It turns out that the person who joined Phoenix Company with you Xiao Liu has been on vacation for a long time, and I heard that his salary has also increased now, not less than yours, isn't it for nothing?"

Luo Mao was the one who betrayed Phoenix Company. And the painter who jumped out of the game production department, now he feels uncomfortable when he hears this. Phoenix Company is developing very fast, and has raised wages several times within a year. Now the wages of ordinary employees in the game production department are the same as those of Luo Mao after the high-priced job-hopping.

"Why did it become like this..."

Luo Mao was full of disappointment,

He jumped out not only for money, but also for greater development in text adventure games. But the current situation is completely different. After jumping out for so long, let alone no major development, he even had to follow Phoenix Company to copy their new works.

I thought that I was still imitating the image on the packaging box of "" just now, but those colleagues from Phoenix Company had already finished the work. Luo Mao felt that he had failed. He jumped out not only did not stand in front of others, but fell behind their buttocks. Had to pick up what they had done to survive.

The current text adventure game market is different from what Luo Mao thought. It is not flourishing. Others are studying He Xi's game and have no way of their own. Moreover, this process has no end in sight, and Luo Mao can't see any sign that someone can surpass He Xi...

"Why is this? Why can't you surpass him?"

There are tens of thousands of Huaxia game companies, why is there no one that can challenge He Xi, that manga artist obviously doesn't have much enthusiasm for games, why can he still stand at the top.

Luo Mao didn't understand, he couldn't find the result, and sometimes he even wondered if he had to follow behind Phoenix Company for the rest of his life, pick up their finished games, and then, like a mouse, carefully imitate, adapt, and produce Produce 'inferior products' for sale, and just put your life on other people's games.

"Can the script really decide everything? I don't believe it!"

After talking with his mother, Luo Mao hung up the phone. He didn't believe that He Xi was invincible, and there was something to fill in the script. When he was promoted in the future, he would definitely invite the best novelist. Then write a script that can surpass He Xi and completely destroy that game myth!

"That's right, he's not a god, bear with it now, and just surpass him in the future." Luo Mao comforted himself by gritting his teeth, then took a few breaths, and walked towards the department again. Anyway, now they still have to imitate, and only imitation can Sell ​​great games. Only by selling good games can we talk about the future.

However, when Luo Mao walked into the department, a burst of singing suddenly sounded in his ears. He saw that everyone in the department was standing, and in front of them, the game OP of "" rang.

The moment he heard this song, Luo Mao's face suddenly turned pale, and endless regret swept his heart.

"Why...haha...haha...it turns out to be like this..."

He was crying and laughing, this song is so beautiful, so beautiful, beautiful like a soul-eating butterfly, it attracted his soul all at once. Luo Mao understood that no matter how good the script is, no one can make this kind of text adventure game anymore!

He Xi is unique, no one can surpass him, whether it is the script, picture, or music...he is unique and irreplaceable! Others can surpass him in one aspect, but the game is a collection of all elements. It is impossible to find all elements to surpass him.

"Music, script, graphics, voice actors... everything, the ultimate of everything, this is He Xi's game..."

Luo Mao was dizzy, why didn't he understand it at the beginning? If he had understood this earlier, if he had realized that He Xi's game could not be replaced earlier - he would never have left Phoenix Company!

Unfortunately, it is too late now, too late!

At the same moment, Tokyo...

Xia Chuanzhen was playing games with her father in the study, when the theme song of "" played, her face turned pale.

"No, it's impossible!" She looked at the game screen in shock: "This is the poem of birds, it's not like this, how can it be so beautiful!?"

This song is different from the Bird Poem that Xia Chuan really heard Shen Jie sing, it was so nice that she felt it was not the same song.

"Piano!" At this moment, Ryoko Xia Chuan stood up at the back, and she said in surprise: "This is the president's piano. The president re-scored the poem of Bird... When did it happen?"

"Brother's piano..." Xia Chuanzhen was about to cry: "Why would he play the piano for Shen Jie? I've never heard of it!"

Xia Chuan really didn't know about this matter, not even Alice, Shen Jie and others. Bird Poetry is already beautiful, plus Meng Huo's piano... Xia Chuan really burst into tears, if she had known earlier Meng Huo will re-score this song, so he must snatch it no matter what!

With Meng Huo's soundtrack, Bird's Poetry surpassed all Xia Chuanzhen's previous songs, and she was hurt.

"I didn't receive any notification before." Xia Chuanliangzi's eyes shook, and then sighed: "The previous song was not like this, it should be a temporary decision made by the president, maybe when you are re-recording, the president also quietly participated One kick, but...the kick was brilliant."

She looked at her daughter and said solemnly: "Listen carefully, it's true, how scary the president's piano is... Shen Jie's voice, she's crying..."

"cry……"

"Yes, crying... You must hear it, it's good for your development..."

Xia Chuan Liangzi pressed his daughter's shoulder, Xia Chuan really looked into her eyes, then nodded and closed his eyes. She listened to the song seriously, while Ryoko Xia Chuan walked to the front and asked her husband to get out of the way. After the game op was played, she found the song in the playlist and played it again.

The first time, Xia Chuan really didn't feel anything, the second time, something seemed to appear in her mind, the third time, the piano sound in her mind became louder... the fifth time, Xia Chuan's face turned pale, and her ears The sound of the piano is exciting, and the sound of the piano is roaring, like a huge tornado, leading all the other soundtracks to spin crazily.

Shen Jie's voice was in the middle of the tornado, almost covered by the tornado.

Shen Jie's voice was indeed crying, but it wasn't really crying, crying was just a description - Shen Jie's singing was lost by the piano roll.

In the song Bird Poetry, originally Shen Jie's singing voice should be the leader standing in the center, and all the soundtrack should exist for her singing voice. But now it's just the opposite. Ordinary people can't hear it, but Xia Chuan has really discovered that the piano in this song is mainly against the guest. It became the commander in chief, commanding all the soundtracks, including Shen Jie's songs...

Shen Jie's song was concealed by the charm of the piano, and it persisted so hard that it was not thrown away by the sound of the piano and did not lose its color.

No, or the other way around...

"My brother is deliberately cooperating with sister Shen Jie..."

Xia Chuan's real face turned pale, and Meng Huo's piano was matched with Shen Jie and other instruments. The current bird poem is a perfect fusion of piano and singing in the ears of ordinary people. However, professional musicians can understand it as soon as they hear it. As long as the piano goes up a little, other soundtracks will be thrown away...including Shen Jie's singing...

"It seems that you understand, the president is terrible..." Xiachuan Liangzi stopped the replay, and said sadly: "You should be glad that you are not singing this song. This song is like the president's stage. The feeling of control is definitely not a good thing for Shen Jie..."

Xia Chuan was really speechless, Meng Huo's piano seemed to be denying Shen Jie's singing... If she were Shen Jie, she would definitely be hit hard now.

However, Xiachuan Liangzi still had some words to say, and her back was covered in cold sweat.

Bird Poem is not a pure piano song, it requires an orchestra to play together, and the piano is only a slightly larger instrument. But it was in Meng Huo's hands, and the piano suddenly had aura, not only matching other instruments, but also controlling Shen Jie's singing.

"It's so scary... If the bird's poem only has piano accompaniment, how far will the president play it..."

Xia Chuanliangzi didn't know, but she knew one thing: Bird's Poetry was going to be popular, Shen Jie was going to be popular...Meng Huo was definitely going to be popular too! (to be continued..) ()