Vol 2 Chapter 521: Tsui Magic Island (27)
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Thriller Paradise
- San Tian Liang Jiao
- 1750 characters
- 2021-02-25 03:42:45
The three men walked out of the arch of the Sacrificial Hall and entered a dark tunnel.
The more you go forward, the narrower the tunnel, and soon it becomes the size of a general corridor. Although there are corners from time to time on the road ahead, there are no roads found.
"Well... yes." In the middle of the road, Uncle Chai suddenly remembered something, and said to the track, "The trace department, I have a curious thing, I want to ask you."
The track department heard a glimpse of it, and the heart said: Like the player of this level of waste wood, there are still problems to ask me for advice.
"Ah? What's the matter?" Trace back.
"Yes..." asked the uncle Wu, "What kind of game studio do you belong to?"
"Which type?" The traces were thoughtfully repeated on the surface, but in his heart he was chanting: Is the game studio still classified?
Obviously... it’s a point.
Roughly divided, there are roughly four categories in the game studio.
The first one is
comprehensive
. Many of these studios are large-scale, wealthy, and star-studded large-scale enterprises. Their business scope has already exceeded the game field. They can guarantee profitability by brand effect alone.
The second type is
talent type
. The scale of such studios ranges from small to large. The basic idea is to be people-oriented, to cultivate outstanding star players as the core concept, and to generate considerable income by exporting talents.
The third type is "commercial type". This is a relatively marginal type. Not everyone has the ability to do it, but people who do well do earn a lot. This kind of studio does not have high requirements for the game strength of employees. What they need is a patient, analytical, and socially motivated player. They use the game as a shopping mall to go to the Raiders. It is also a new way to make money by speculating on virtual goods, controlling prices, and buying and selling intelligence.
The fourth type is
deep-drying
, and small and medium-sized studios usually fall into this category. Their main business is the most basic part of the industry - generation (or belt) training, playing gold. Basically, they are not very beautiful and pleasant. After a long time, they are mechanized and they are hard and boring. And... doing this line has to endure all kinds of jealousy and accusations, because their gameplay is purely for efficiency, so it often destroys the game experience of other players. Even if it is called a "locust", it can't be refuted.
The above information. It is a relatively basic knowledge. In 2055. If you want to work in the game industry, whether you are a player or a studio, you must master this content. If even the basic positioning is unclear, then it is undoubted that you are yourself.
See here. I think everyone has already felt it faintly... yes. Trace the young master. Or, ... Jin Fugui, just in the absence of any knowledge, jumped into the tide of the game industry.
Fortunately... his family is quite good. He is also allowed to make some mistakes.
Jin Fugui's father has been in business for many years and he is a clear person. He wants to open his mind: if his son wants to be a game studio, then let him do it. It is a legitimate industry and the investment is not high. Even if you can't make a name, you can't lose much money. Anyway... it’s better than a college graduate.
Therefore, the trace department began his game career with full of enthusiasm, envy and ignorance...
"That is... that kind of..." The traces undamaged, "There are fewer people, but the strength is not bad... that kind of..."
"Oh, is it the elite route? That is the 'talent type'." Hongjun was on the sidelines. "Hey? Tell me... Why is your studio's official website still not online?"
"Oh... that..." The look of the track was a bit embarrassing. "Because the company was not established for a long time... plus the business in the game is busy..."
In fact... If no one reminds me, I am afraid that in the next six months, he will not remember to build a studio homepage...
"It turns out that." Hong Hao did not doubt anything, just said, "Well... understandable, there are fewer people in the small studio, there will be such problems."
"In fact, it is very remarkable to maintain normal operation." Waste Chai took over: "I admire the track, I have already become a studio manager at a young age. I must have carried a lot of bank loans? Haha... ..."
"Oh... still... okay..." The track department is really embarrassed to say that he is a rich second generation in this atmosphere.
"Oh... don't worry, when the Shiva, the sword and the guys laughed at them, they all started their business at the age of you. Now they are not all the people?" Hongjun laughed. "Your studio is just getting started." There is a 'name is difficult' and their strength players sit in the town, the prospects are great." He paused, "but... since it is a talent-oriented studio, the network is very important, even if you support the facade, you are much more Recruit some employees. After the newcomers grow up, you and the core team can get out of the trivial things."
"Hmm, understand..." The track nodded.
"Like this, after the script is over, let's add friends to each other. I still know some friends in the circle. Some good professional players, I can introduce them to you." Hongjun answered.
"Oh! That's really a charcoal in the snow!" The traces of the track were lighted. "Thank you, thank you."
"Oh... not to be polite..." Hongjun laughed. "My friends are talented, but their qualifications are too shallow. The resumes in well-known studios are not successful. For those small and medium-sized 'dry-type' studios. Don't catch a cold, but go to some strange small studios... I am afraid that people will be cheated. You are willing to take them in, that is a win-win situation."
"That...we are not very familiar...you are not afraid that I am also a black-hearted boss who exploits employees?" asked the tracer with a smile.
"Not like." Waste Chai took the lead at this time. "I am still very accurate when I look at people. Although it is not a long time to contact, it is difficult for them to name them. It is not like The kind of people who came out of the studio."
"Well, I think so too." Hongjun answered.
"Okay... I will be complimenting this." The track returned.
This team has a nightmare, and the track is really innocent, and does not say whether he can finally get the customs clearance reward, at least he has other more practical gains.
"Oh, I have something to ask you to come." At this time, the track department thought it was time to transfer the topic, and then to the firewood uncle, "About the former you exposed the soul of imitation... At that time, your basis was really only Is it just a pose?"
"Yes, it's just that."
Traces, "Where is your confidence coming from..."
The waste wood uncle hesitated a little and smiled: "Oh... Actually, the reason is very simple, because I have studied the video of the peak battle for many times. I have done a very detailed observation on the fighting style of each player. Especially the subtle habitual movements and the momentary reactions in the face of danger... I can see them one frame at a time."
Hongjun immediately said: "Ah... Chai brother, your homework is also very good."
"Oh, ... each other." Wastewood uncle laughed. "I think you should study less than me."
Here, the two sharp eyes are briefly touched and quickly separated. it is more than words……
Only the traces of the side of the side of the silent, he could not help but think of ... the two professional players in the name of the game in the name of the game, have done this level. On the other hand, I am a leader in a game studio, but until now, I still have the idea of "making money by playing" in the game.
Real brothers, old takers and nicknames can hold this mentality, because their job is to play games, and they are doing very well, it can be said that they have fully qualified professional players. The only thing they can do is to use this game's strength to prop up the studio.
But the track is different. He is the investor, decision maker and operator of the studio. What he has to do is far from being done in the game.
At this moment, the track department suddenly realized... Why did his three bad friends always not play the script with him, and always said ruthlessly, "You are weak, and you have to go offline."
In fact... they don't want to play games with their good brothers, and they are by no means a low level. They just want the track to do what they really have to do. Because they are no longer the four students in the bedroom, they are adults who have already set foot on the society and need to rely on the game to survive.
The three people who have been named have already understood it. Only the traces don’t understand. He seems to have not grown up...
After all... he is just "playing". Play with your youth and money at home. The so-called "studio" is just a cover of the halo of "dreams, entrepreneurship", which allows him and his brothers to stay together and play games all day long...
Now he thinks about it... he is not worthy of being the "boss" at all. He rarely does boring investigations and research work, never formulates any detailed and long-term game plans, and the studio's schedule is almost a day...
"I am really a long idiot..." said the tracer. "It is neither a qualified leader... nor a qualified professional player..." He sighed and looked up. I watched the two high-level play with myself. "The real profession is to have the qualities of both of them... or what else is the face of self-professional..."
He couldn't help but think of a classic movie line - in the adult world, nothing is easy.
"Hey! Look over there!" Suddenly, Hongjun stopped and said with a flashlight.
His words pulled the thoughts of the track back into the script in front of him.
Uncle Wu Chai also put on a posture of alert, staring in the direction pointed by Hongjun.
But see... a glimpse of the green light of the oil, which emerged from the far end of the corridor and slowly approached... (to be continued.)