Game Design: It is Very Simple For You To Fill In?

In the room, the son put down the hand holding the pen. The moment he saw the content on the screen, he became jealous.

On the screen of the mobile phone, there is a game poster of "The Long Dark" and the announced release time.

It's one thing for my classmates to tell me, but it's another thing for my dad to tell me.

"Dad, you said I have been studying hard. Can I join Sprout Studio in the future and make games with the old thieves?"

Xiong Wei, who was showing off, thought his son would say shocking words such as "f*ck", but he didn't expect that in the end he just held the pen and let out a confused sigh.

"Just work hard." He took back his phone, and before turning off the screen, he reluctantly glanced at the content.

The son stared at his action of taking back the phone and breathed a small sigh of relief. It was really uncomfortable for his father to show off in front of him.

But what he asked was true. He found that making games not only requires huge game design knowledge, but also requires other things to support the core of the game.

"Dad, when I become a game designer in the future, I will also turn your suggestions into games!" He held the pen and looked seriously into his father's eyes.

Xiong Wei was stunned for a moment, then grinned, "Okay, your dad and I still have a lot of life experience, I will tell you all about it when the time comes."

"Okay! I will definitely become a game designer like the old thief!" He held the pen and looked at the paper in front of him. He also wanted to play games, but he also knew that he wanted to become a game designer like the old thief. To be a teacher, one must persevere in reading and studying.

"Okay, I won't disturb your study anymore, but after the game comes out, do you want to play it?" Xiong Wei looked at his son in confusion. Ever since the old thief said that he would turn his suggestions into a game, his son has already It’s been a long time since I played a game.

It seems that ever since he saw that the old thief was going to make this game, he suddenly became electronically impotent. The game no longer meant anything to him, and he found a deeper goal.

"Play, you must play!" He really wanted to see what the game the old thief made based on his father's suggestions would look like.

Xiong Wei turned around and walked out of the room, but the moment he turned his head away, he burst into tears.

He was more moved to see his son grow up than to see the old thief play games.

This is Bu Bu's habit. Not long after the game is announced, it will be released at the announced time.

Never bounce a ticket! This has always been a good reputation!

When the countdown reached zero, the player quickly clicked on the game details page to choose to purchase. On the homepage of the store where the game was purchased, the sky was filled with purple-green aurora and heavy snow covered this lonely land.

On the land, there is a quiet cabin with lights on, and a warm red light shines through the window.

The picture looks warm and beautiful, but also reveals an extraordinary loneliness.

The game has a small memory and downloads very quickly. Yinzi opened the game first.

"Brothers, I'm here again." Yinzi chuckled, "Winter is coming!"

"When I talk about winter, I think of the difficult winter days at the beginning of my war." When he said this, he felt a little sad.

At that time, I didn’t dare to think about it every day, and I couldn’t believe that I had lived another day.

Clicking into the game, a hoarse whisper came to my ears, with heavy breathing, and the words spoken from the chest were filled with endless pain.

"the long dark..."

The long night, the sound of despair makes this long night even more boundless.

At the beginning of the picture, there is a golden morning light, a newborn sun. The fallen plane is stuck in the snow in a strange posture, and the thick tree trunks are also tilted by the impact. The morning light has emerged, but the heavy snow shows no sign of melting.

An urgent drum beat sounded in my ears, and on the snow, the burning flame kept beating with the drum beat until it went out.

It's obviously the same scene, but the frames flash by, representing different times. The pictures are getting darker and darker, and the world is flattened and depressed.

When a light song followed the rhythm of the drums, everyone felt the hair on the back of their hands stand up.

There has been a blizzard in the world, and the first-person perspective is walking along the unknown path in the valley.

In addition to the singing, there was the whistling of the wind and my heavy breathing wrapped in a thick windproof scarf and mask.

The aurora is beautiful, but under the burning flares, it is staring at the ferocious wild wolves.

Bow and arrow! Spear!

Targeting not only wild wolves, but also huge black bears coming towards you.

There were several bows and arrows stuck in the black bear's body, which did not have any effect on its movements. The bursting flames bloomed in the pale snow, and the last scene stayed on the black bear's abyss-like bloody mouth.

The mixture of double bass and violin brings unprecedented emptiness and loneliness.

In the early morning, there is a relaxing violin, and when the sky gets dark, there is a mysterious bass resonance.

"The hairs on my hair are standing on end!" Yinzi rubbed his arms, and even though he was in a warm room, a layer of fine, raised goose bumps still appeared.

In the song, he could hear the dark night, the haze and water vapor, and the repressed, manic, scarred survivor who was still wandering in the snowy night.

On the eve of the picture, it seems that the weather is not so cold yet. The heavy snow here looks very warm. You can still breathe in the air under the swaying snowflakes. The steps you take are not so heavy and the steps are brisk.

Fans were also shocked,

‘Damn it, what the hell did I hear! Startled! Open your mouth and kneel! Get drunk! ’

‘That’s how you play the old thief’s game. Every time the music comes out, it will make people feel extremely shocked! ’

‘A music company delayed by games! ! ’

‘It’s not that I’m uneducated and have a limited vocabulary, but when joy, excitement, satisfaction, excitement, coldness, fear, loneliness, anger, despair… fill my chest, there are only a few words that can express my feelings. ’

‘I know this question, and the word that represents my heart is, ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck’. ’

‘Sure enough, Chinese culture is broad and profound! ’

…

In this long winter, the sound of the violin also sank to the bottom of the water, and the singer stood on the shore. The miasma of death was spreading, and hope was growing wantonly in the early morning light of winter.

The rising morning light was very bright, but at this time, there was only endless desolation.

Golden light shines on the snow. In this golden place, when the darkness retreats quietly, the sunlight reflected on the face also represents despair.

"After enough time, everyone's chance of survival becomes zero - Chuck Palahniuk"

In the darkness, white text appears on the screen.

Lu Xun once said that celebrities always talk nonsense that has no effect.

But here, stay alive! Make survival your first goal!