Chapter 58 Master! The chief planner and the producer had a quarrel!

Author: Pineapple Ice Lemon Tea

Chapter 58 Master! The chief planner and the producer had a quarrel!

Tang Zhiliang didn't say anything, and quietly hugged Jiang Qiuqi and gently stroked her back.

The summer evening breeze was cool and the lights in the park were dim. The mother and daughter crossed their fingers and walked along the route in their memories.

"Mom, do you remember there is a small shop here?"

Jiang Qiuqi asked, pointing to a corner of the road.

Tang Zhiliang looked in the direction of her finger. Hidden in the dilapidated brick building was an old signboard that read: Special offer on ice cream, 3 pieces for 2 yuan.

"Remember, when you came here before, you would always pester me to buy food, and I would say, 'The snacks on the roadside are not clean, so you are not allowed to eat them!'"

Then your brother secretly bought everything you wanted to eat, and when I got home, I confiscated all the pocket money, and your father secretly stuffed it into his pocket."

Jiang Qiuqi smiled and shook his head: "That's not what I'm talking about."

She looked at the sky, which was filled with stars, quiet and comfortable.

"One time, we three kids were clamoring for something to eat, and you two adults asked us to stand there, and for some reason, we ended up kissing each other in front of the ice cream stand."

She didn't dare to look at Tang Zhiliang.

"I was so scared that my brother covered my eyes."

Tang Zhiliang started laughing.

"Have you all seen it? I'm not your father, but you want me to take a bite first. I didn't want to give it to you, so I just put a big mouthful in my mouth, and he became anxious and fought with me..."

As he talked, Director Tang, who was usually vigorous and resolute, also became shy.

"It's great to be young," she sighed.

The two of them were immersed in memories and walked through the small bridges and pavilions they once had.

"Mom, you are acting weird tonight." Jiang Qiuqi said.

"Even if you had known that my mother and uncle Qin Yuan had been together, you wouldn't be so worried about them."

According to Director Tang's temper, his best friend's boyfriend has to pass five levels and defeat six generals before he has a chance to win a beautiful woman.

"Didn't you tell me that day that Meimei was dating someone else?"

Tang Zhiliang was tired from walking and found a piece of grass to sit down. Jiang Qiuqi also sat next to her.

"When I arrived, her face was full of panic." Tang Zhiliang laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I was thinking at that time, my best friend is also in her forties, why should she be secretive and cautious when we fall in love? Thinking about it again, it's not because of me?"

"Mom, don't say that..." Jiang Qiuqi felt a little distressed.

"You don't need to comfort me, I know it. In fact, everyone around me is accommodating me. Your father, sister, and even your three children are always taking my feelings into consideration.

At that moment, I suddenly understood. Sometimes taking too much care is not love, but a burden.

The canary in the cage also yearns for freedom, right?"

Jiang Qiuqi listened silently to Tang Zhiliang's sad words.

In her impression, her mother was the kind of person who would never look back at an explosion.

She is decisive in everything, just like her scalpel, always getting to the point.

Unexpectedly, such a strong woman would become emotional when facing the people she cares about.

"Oh, forget it."

Tang Zhiliang stood up with his knees up and patted the dirt on his body.

"A bird that doesn't belong in the cage, let it go when it's time to let it go. If one day it hits the wall and comes back crying, I'll just open my arms and hug her."

"Then maybe, the south wall is made of paper? You still have to bump into it to find out."

Jiang Qiuqi pouted and retorted.

Tang Zhiliang smiled and didn't answer any more.

"Shall we go home?"

The next day, as soon as Jiang Qiuqi got off the elevator, he heard a fierce quarrel coming from the office.

"You can't do this!" Chu Jukun was so angry that he dropped his pen.

"Why doesn't it work? Don't take it personally and just say whether story-driven games exist?"

Hao Zhuang's voice is also one octave higher than usual.

"Master...what are they arguing about?" Jiang Qiuqi asked in a low voice.

"Alas." Wang Shuo, who is usually optimistic, shook his head and sighed.

"Hao Zhuang wanted to create a fragmented plot, but Chu Jukun felt that his design had gone beyond fragmentation and had become completely fragmented."

Wang Shuo couldn't help but shake his head.

"What is the purpose of the level? It allows players to gain quantifiable numerical happiness such as growth, experience, gold coins, etc. through specific gameplay!"

Chu Jukun was discussing with obvious anger.

"So? Collecting fragments of plots can't be considered happiness? If you put it this way, do all liberal arts majors in the world suffer from depression?"

Hao Zhuang retorted.

"...You are sophistry!" Chu Jukun was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"Tell me, how do you control the level time in the story of slowly collecting fragments? Where do you find the sense of urgency? How do you bring the distracted attention back to the level gameplay?"

"This is something you should consider." Hao Zhuang did not give in.

"If the time is too long, will there be a countdown? If the sense of urgency is not enough, can there be some difficult battles? The distraction... shows that your level design is not in place."

Hades can balance levels and fragmented plots, so why can’t we?”

"You!" Chu Jukun walked back and forth angrily.

"We are a two-dimensional game, Hades is a hardcore ACT, how can you compare with others?

You need to strengthen the plot, and the levels and battles cannot be too complicated. Make a copy of the MMO, and players will give up before they pass the novice stage!"

"Don't you want to do fragmented plots at all? Why didn't you say it in the first place?"

Hao Zhuang's tone turned cold.

"Brother! Look at what your plot is about. At first it was fragmented, but now your main plot is fragmented! I can't continue!"

Chu Jukun was so angry that he kept touching his chest.

Jiang Qiuqi saw that both of them were about to faint from anger.

"Master, they were arguing. Who do you think is right?"

"Let me tell you, the two people have different starting points. Hao Zhuang wanted to make a good plot and coordinate the levels; Chu Jukun only thought about how to combine the existing levels with the plot.

With the way they argue, there will be no result even if the company goes bankrupt!"

"In other words, both are feasible, right?"

"Theoretically, yes."

After receiving Wang Shuo's reply, Jiang Qiuqi quickly walked between the two angry people.

"You all should stop arguing. Since everyone has their own ideas, why not make them all and compare them to see which one is better."

They both turned to look at her at the same time.

"Did you know it takes at least twice as long to do both?"

Chu Jukun was still angry and was not polite to the peacemaker at all.

"Besides time, are there any restrictions?"

Jiang Qiuqi took a deep breath, pretending that he didn't feel anything.

"Others...nothing at the moment."

"That's easy to say. I'll go talk to my cousin. I don't need to use it in vain because of the identity of the relevant household."

Since everyone had already misunderstood that Tiancheng was the boss, she didn't bother to say anything else and simply confirmed the rumor.

"How long will it take? When can you estimate it?"

Jiang Qiuqi was unequivocal.

"In the afternoon, I need to take a look at how to plan according to Hao Zhuang's idea."

Chu Jukun's anger was mostly gone, and his tone of voice towards Jiang Qiuqi was no longer that bad.

"Okay, tell me if you are sure this afternoon."

She didn't stay long and returned to her work station.

A civil war was resolved.
Chapter completed!