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“I do!” Ye Meng was the first to raise her hand, her small face filled with determination, as if she had been given some lofty responsibility. “I think this game will be amazing! I want to do my best to draw it well!”

This kind of pure spirit is naturally worthy of praise, and Wang Jian gave her a thumbs up without hesitation: “Go for it.”

Tong Ke's tears came and went quickly. At this moment, she was holding her cheeks with both hands, pouting her mouth like a goldfish blowing bubbles.

Seeing Wang Jian turn his gaze to her, she stuck out her tongue and smiled, “Making games seems really interesting, like creating moving worlds. I want to draw my own feelings into the picture. By the way, when are you bringing the cat over?”

“Uh, probably in two weeks, it needs to get another vaccine.” Wang Jian's expression was slightly strange. “It's good that you like it. Congratulations on discovering a great joy in making games. Are there any other questions?”

“No more.”

In fact, at the very beginning of Wang Jian's narration of the plot, Tong Ke asked a question that made Wang Jian very conflicted: “The little squirrel is so cute, why did the doctors have to run it over?”

Wang Jian thought about it seriously, and helplessly said that this was a relatively important foreshadowing in the plot, involving entering the memory of the old man's partition later, so it was inconvenient to modify. Although the game is pixel-style and the scene is very harmonious—the little animal's corpse under 16-bit pixels is very well-behaved—if Tong Ke doesn't want to draw it, this part can be handed over to Ye Meng.

Seeing that Tong Ke had no problems, Wang Jian turned his attention to Luo Shuai again.

Luo Shuai seriously raised a legitimate question: “Boss, although I think the game's plot is good, the early rhythm seems a bit too slow. Will players have the patience to play it? Can we modify the game's plot, shorten some processes, and make the game's rhythm faster?”

Wang Jian was really impressed with Luo Shuai when he heard this question.

He didn't expect that Luo Shuai, a programmer, could raise such a pertinent question about the plot.

But Wang Jian immediately remembered that Luo Shuai, in addition to being a programmer, was also a hardcore gamer. Although he hadn't specifically studied the creative techniques of game plots, he had played so many games that he naturally had his own criteria for judging games.

Wang Jian had naturally thought deeply about this question: “The rhythm of 《To the Moon》 is indeed relatively slow, so in addition to Johnny and his wife, River, the two core characters, Dr. Rosalene and Dr. Watts are also very critical roles.

Dr. Rosalene has a serious personality, and Dr. Watts is a funny character, so many interesting interactions occur between the two doctors, which serve as a condiment in the slow plot, allowing players to smile knowingly while being moved.

Moreover, the memory fragments of old man Johnny are not continuous, so some suspense will be left in each fragment, and these suspense will be gradually answered in the subsequent memory fragments, so that players are more interested in exploring the subsequent plot.

Of course, for commercial considerations, modifying the game's plot, speeding up the game process, and making the game content more compact may be closer to the tastes of mainstream players, but without the foreshadowing of the plain details in the early stage, the inner shock and impact that the game brings to people in the later stage will not be so intense and cannot be sublimated.

I think, in order to let players harvest more tears and emotion, it is worth being a little willful and sacrificing some of the rhythm of the plot.”

In fact, Wang Jian had another reason he didn't say.

《To the Moon》 is a game that the system has labeled as a “masterpiece.”

If he rashly made changes to the structure of the plot, causing the quality of the game to decline and players not to love it, then he would have no tears to cry.

Luo Shuai had an expression of sudden realization: “As expected of the boss, you’ve considered it so comprehensively!”

Seeing that everyone had nothing to ask, Wang Jian said: “Everyone has a certain understanding of the story of 《To the Moon》, so let's end today's meeting here. I'll send the first stage of the game script to everyone on the computer later. The specific requirements are marked next to it. If you have any questions, feel free to communicate with me.”

Hearing the meeting dismissed, everyone stood up and prepared to go back to work.

“Oh, I almost forgot.” Wang Jian slapped his head and added, “There's one more thing, do any of you know any game music designers with decent skills? Or even if they don't know game music, but are good at music. Help me ask if they are interested in working at Longyuan.”

Five days have passed since the system released the task “Recruiting Troops,” and there are only two days left.

Although Wang Jian really wanted to complete this task, it was indeed not easy to find talents in game music. In Xinghe Game University, there are seven classes of game art majors, and only two classes of game music majors, which shows how difficult it is.

He had interviewed a few people these days, but they were all self-taught as a hobby, and their level simply did not meet Wang Jian's requirements.

So he had to settle for second best, as long as they were talented in music. It doesn't matter if they don't know game music composition, he would give them a few experience books and let them learn slowly while making the game.

Ye Meng and the others exchanged glances and shook their heads, indicating that they did not have such resources.

Wang Jian shrugged with a slightly regretful expression. He asked this question out of luck, and the result was within expectations.

……

At noon, the sun was scorching hot.

A young man with fiery red hair stood below the Amethyst Building, sweat dripping down his face, constantly fanning himself with one hand.

It was Baili Ao, who had come all the way to apply for the job.

He looked at the beautiful amethyst sculpture on the square, wiped the sweat from his head, and muttered to himself: “That's right, it's here. Why does it feel hotter than our Fire Province… No, without air conditioning, I'm going to die of heat…”

It hadn't rained in Yunzhou for the past few days, and the temperature was indeed a bit high, stuffy and hot.

It wasn't until he entered the building and had air conditioning blowing on him that Baili Ao finally recovered.

While pressing the 11th floor of the elevator, he was thinking wildly about how to introduce himself later.

“Hello, I'm here to apply for a numerical planning position. But you don't recruit for this, right? Well, I know there's no such position in your recruitment notice, but I think you'll need it. What, you really don't need it?… No, no.

Should I try to get close first? Ah, are you the game producer Wang Jian? I really like your game and follow your Weibo… No, getting close can't be too direct, you have to find the right opportunity. Next, speak with your work. Hello, this is a game I made independently. I came here to learn how to make games that players like… Hmm, that's about it!”

“Ding,” the elevator door opened, and the 11th floor arrived.