"Yes, flipping the vortex icon can increase the fun and difficulty.”
"Second Brother, are you stupid? Of course a rabbit represents speed, and a turtle represents slow!”
"Old Wu, can you take a look at this design? According to what you said, fold the variation.”
"I feel that the rhythm of this piece is too strong. The difficulty of the eighth stage is too low.”
"Old Zhang, come over here. Why can't I understand the logic of movement here?”
“……”
In Wu Wei's dormitory, they were busy preparing for the new game.
The four brothers each had their own duties, with Wu Wei as the chief designer and working together.
He was like a construction worker, building this torturous game building higher and higher.
Wu Wei had not wasted his efforts on these three brothers.
It turned out that the few of them had nothing to do, so they couldn't show it.
As a result, the few of them were able to unleash their full potential after setting up the studio.
The new inspiration of the game, the improvement of the feel of the game, and the unique understanding of the art of the game, all of these sparked strong sparks in their thoughts!
At the same time, the three brothers also gained a new understanding of Wu Wei in the project!
In Zhang Zhiyuan's words, Wu Wei was a natural devil for this type of game!
He was always able to come up with ideas to mess with people's mentality at key points.
For example, the rhythm of the game.
Wu Wei chose to set up four steady eights first, then add two consecutive heavy hits on the fifth eight.
The sudden increase in speed caught the players off guard and formed a big cycle.
Just when the players thought they had grasped the rhythm of the battle…
In the next cycle, he would give you half a beat at the same position!
Not to mention the players who had just come into contact with this game, even those who had played it more than ten times in the trial run would sometimes be unable to react!
In the later stages, Wu Wei even designed various changes and reversals!
Originally, the game was as fast as a machine gun towards the end, and it would be a little difficult to keep up with the pace!
On this basis, there were variations and strong and weak syllable conversion!
In Old Zhang's words, this game was simply not for normal people to play!
What was even more insane was that there was no save point in this game!
A song was less than two minutes long. If the beat was wrong, they would start again.
Think about it, when you've overcome many obstacles, when you're about to pass a song, when you've even seen the finish line, when victory is in sight!
He suddenly missed a beat!
He had lost everything!
The game returned to zero!
Start anew!
"Think about it, what kind of expression would the players have?"
Wu Wei's mind was filled with images, and his expression became extremely excited.
"It's interesting just thinking about it."
Looking at Wu Wei's perverted appearance, the other three brothers couldn't help but shudder.
It was too terrifying.
Luckily, Wu Wei was a game designer.
If he was really released, it would not be good for society at all.
……
Wu Wei's Platinum Studio was in full swing, and the brothers were chatting and laughing.
However, in Tomorrow Night Gaming Company's office, Xiang Dahai was furious!
Sitting on the sofa next to him was his beloved son, Xiang Tianming!
"Dad…no matter what, you have to help me vent my anger this time!”
Don't look at how Xiang Tianming was showing off outside.
But in fact, due to his long-term arrogance and pampering, he was an out-and-out soft egg.
At this moment, Xiang Tianming was crying his eyes out, as if he had suffered a great grievance.
"Are you saying that this Wu Wei beat you up in front of so many people?”
Xiang Dahai's brows were tightly knitted, and his expression was extremely gloomy!
" Impudent…This is simply too impudent…"
Enemies never meet!
Wu Wei.
He just stole the throne of our company's action games.
And then you hit my precious son!
Xiang Dahai stared at Wu Wei's personal information in the trash can and a fierce look flashed across his eyes!
"There's a path to heaven, but you don't want to walk it.”
Xiang Dahai gritted his teeth.
Don't you like to make games?
Didn't you set up a studio?
Let's wait and see.
"Son, don't worry."
Xiang Dahai took a deep breath and turned to his son."
"A little forbearance spoils a big plan. We have a better way to deal with this."
"Since this Wu fellow has delivered himself to our doorstep, then let's teach him a lesson!”
"Doesn't he like to play games?"
"Then let the entire gaming industry know that he's just a lucky clown!”
"When he can't even sell a single game, let's see what he can do!”
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