The Rebirth of the Male God Starts From Playing Games Chapter 6

Chapter 6 6. It's going to rain, my mother wants to marry, let her go

"The most important thing about Galgame is that the script and original paintings are good enough to inspire players, especially straight men. It's ok." Cao Yang raised a finger and pointed at Zhen Ji Li painted on the screen. "This level is enough in this era. NS."

In his previous life, Cao Yang was the queen master painter of the Goose Factory. He has been the main beauty for many years. He is also known in the industry. He is very confident in the original painting.

"Where are these 3D models?" Ma Hao asked.

"Keep it for now, maybe it will come in handy later."

The reason why only 2D images are used instead of 3D models.

Because the 3D model is so ugly.

The technological level of this era is limited. Even Blizzard's 3D models are made like shit. What can you expect?

The galgame in 2000, as long as the 2D picture is good-looking, it does not need the sense of substitution of the 3D model.

What's more, otaku people prefer the sister paper of the second element.

"Moreover," Cao Yang continued to explain patiently to Li Yiwen, "Now that the grading system has just come out, if you don't take the opportunity to seize the market, the cost will be very high in the future. We happen to have this good foundation. If we don't take the opportunity to enter the market, we will regret it later. ."

"But..." Li Yiwen still wanted to refute something.

Cao Yang patted the table, "I am the boss, I have the final say."

Cao Yang came out of the meeting room and poured a glass of water outside.

He stood in the corridor at the door and looked at the beauties at the front desk, Cao Yang's mood was a little better.

He finally understands now, why many times the boss will tell you, [I am the boss, I have the final say].

It's not that he is in a hurry.

But sometimes you really don't want to waste time explaining these things.

The boss's money may be one second...emmm, dozens of dollars up and down.

The young lady at the front desk was stared at by Cao Yang and panicked. She wanted to do something, but she really had nothing to do.

Generally speaking, the young lady at the front desk is responsible for being beautiful and polite.

But don't do something, does the boss think that he is eating dry food?

The more I think about it, the more panic.

"Boss, do you need me to do anything?"

"No, you just stand here."

Cao Yang just uses her to adjust her mood, and she doesn't need the front desk lady to do anything.

What he wants to do, he must also be with Miss Mine.

Cao Yang was thinking while drinking water.

Now the general direction of the product has been straightened out. There is definitely no problem with the original painting and the progress of the game. It is only necessary to solve the script now.

In fact, Cao Yang also thought about the script, but he needed someone with experience in writing and writing to write it.

Thinking of this, Cao Yang put the water glass on the desk at the front desk and walked into the office quickly.

"Call the copywriter to come to the meeting."

"Good boss." A voice agreed.

The young lady at the front desk stared at the water glass on the table. It was drunk by the boss, and there were still traces of his lips on it.

The boss is so handsome!

But…

The boss puts the water glass in front of him. Does it mean something?

Zhou Ye sits in front of the tea table, holding the tea cup in both hands, shaking with nervousness.

To be honest, when the boss asked her to come into the meeting room, she was stunned.

Zhou Ye has been in the company for a while, but the demand for copywriting for this project does not seem to be that big. Before, I was busy writing some adapted biographies of characters.

For example, Li Bai, also known as the layman of Qinglian, a poet of poetry, was a great poet in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty...

Then write a short story about Li Bai in her own fantasy.

But, unexpectedly, just 1 minute ago, Cao Yang threw a word to her:

"Li Bai and Daji are in love, can you write?"

"this…"

Zhou Ye feels numb scalp.

A cold current flows all over the body.

This sentence subverted her cognition. As a serious literary lover, how could she allow others to tarnish her idol?

"History figures are very, very serious. It's not impossible to write something if you insist, but..."

"Where is Li Bai and A Ke falling in love?" Cao Yang continued to ask with a smile, and filled her teacup.

The boss's office is the same as Te Mo's living room, with sofas, beds, and tea tables.

Daddy will really enjoy it.

Cao Yang looked at the tea cans in his hand, the golden melon tribute tea, and did not know whether it was worth any money.

To be honest, Zhou Ye was very reluctant to hear the questions Cao Yang asked her.

She is a young literary and artistic young woman. She once swore to win the Nobel Prize in Literature. She watched the "One Hundred Years of Solitude" series. If she was not at home urging her to go back and get married, she would not want to play games in order to have a foothold in the big city. Copywriting.

"Daji can say that the nine-tailed fox lived until the Tang Dynasty, but Akke...Jing Ke...Okay, just as Jing Ke took the elixir of life with Qin Shihuang."

In order to survive, Zhou Ye bite the bullet and make up.

It's weird that Ake is a woman, okay?

Is it possible that Jing Ke can still have a leg with Qin Shihuang?

This is too bloody, right?

Eh?

Cao Yang's eyes lit up.

This woman has something.

"Then Li Bai and Angela fall in love?"

"I..." Zhou Ye had an urge to leave.

In the afternoon, Li Yiwen submitted his resignation.

Cao Yang answered a [quasi].

As a result, copywriter Zhou Ye also proposed to leave.

The main planner brought the copywriting to plan a running overnight.

Cao Yang was taken aback.

To be honest, he actually likes Zhou Ye, the girl, not only because she is beautiful, but more importantly, the idea she answered this afternoon is pretty good.

never mind.

Cao Yang sat in the boss chair and closed his eyes reluctantly.

It is going to rain, and my mother is going to marry, let her go.

(End of this chapter)

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