MTL - Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity-Chapter 31 The grasp of turning the situation around

   "Rainbow Island, born in the misfortune of Fengyun Studio!"

   "Recently, there have been a lot of cheats and unstable operations in Rainbow Island. What's going on? Come and take a look with Xiao Zhuang?"

  “Rainbow Island, as a well-made computer game, we cannot deny its excellent gameplay. But at the same time, we cannot ignore the bad roots of the producers behind it!”

"Since Penguin launched the 'Fantasy Game' project, a small team named Fengyun Studio shamelessly plagiarized this idea, and with the help of Pingci, cost reduction and other means, it went online on Fantasy Island At the same time, it has brightened its reputation!"

"Rainbow Island is excellent, but the operation team behind it is outrageous! Especially headed by the boss of the studio, Yun Feng, a group of members wantonly squeezed the bottom line of the players and sucked blood, forcing the Penguin team to practice. follow the same policy."

"As far as Xiao Zhuang knows, Yun Feng was born in a famous university, but he is unruly. After graduating from university, he rejected the invitation of a big factory, trying to make more money with independent games, but his selfish nature made him repeatedly advance the studio's funds. , driving it to the brink of bankruptcy."

   "It can be said that Fengyun Studio's near bankruptcy is completely caused by its own fault! In addition"

  The tablet kept sliding, and Fang Fang admired his masterpiece with great interest.

On the premise of not touching the players' emotions towards Rainbow Island, this so-called Fengyun Studio was belittled as worthless, beaten like a dog in the water, and even cleverly blamed the source of the poor management of Fantasy Island on this Fengyun Studio body.

   As for the truth? Braid Fang sneered, and looked at the fiery reposts on the bib, with a lot of applause for this article, smug.

  Flow is the truth!

  His name is Zhuang Fang, and he is a senior reviewer in the game area. Over the years, he has gained countless attention and traffic by relying on his sharp reviews of various popular vr games.

   At the same time, he is also one of the members who is silent and extremely disgusted with Rainbow Island.

   Without him, how shabby!

  Thinking of the long period of time when fans have sent private messages to him asking for comments on Rainbow Island, Fang Fang is actually so disgusted that he wants to vomit.

  His family background is good, so he had the opportunity to try this kind of side job, but unexpectedly he made a name for himself.

  It’s just that in the eyes of those who are used to playing vr games, computer games with low technical content that they don’t even want to understand are a piece of garbage!

   This kind of game is being boasted in front of people every day, and Zhuang Fang has long felt uncomfortable.

   In his mind, it was like a poor commoner who had never had a Starbucks bragging about how delicious the fat house happy water was, it was unreasonable!

  Leaving aside how fragrant the Happy Water of the Fat House is, the braids have already formed a deep prejudice against the word "fun" in the so-called Rainbow Island.

  This time there was a chance to make things worse, and Penguin sent an invitation, so I naturally readily agreed.

   Now it seems that the effect is still good.

   "Let me just say, a computer game completed by a small studio is still a free game, can it be played for a long time? Heh!"

  Fang Fang took a sip of the coffee in his hand, lying comfortably on the big bed, flipping through the scarves that were falling in rhythm, feeling extremely comfortable.

  The feeling of manipulating the public by relying on one person is really good.

   I read another sharp review about Fengyun Studio with a little appreciation, and I can already see how much anger the infamous studio will bear from the players.

   "Close as soon as possible, you guys!" Cursing secretly, the braid continued to refresh the bib homepage.

  Because the focus is mainly related to the game area, every time you swipe a few times, the other party can see the comments on the articles they like.

   At this moment, his fingers froze, and Zhuangfang rubbed his eyes. Looking at a scarf that appeared suddenly, his eyes widened.

  This scarf is like discordant notes in a musical score, completely messing up the original regular rhythm, and it is even fainter, showing signs of putting things right!

   It hasn't been long since it appeared, but this scarf has already become a hot search at a speed visible to the naked eye!

  "Anchor Mumu, rectify the name of Fengyun studio! "

   "How come?!" Fang Fang lost his voice in shock.

  He was not surprised that someone would make a voice standing on the side of Fengyun Studio, but in his opinion, even if there was, it could only be swallowed up in the spit of the crowd.

  And at the beginning of this wave, when the outcome is uncertain, how dare such a first-class anchor with great influence dare to get involved in the quagmire so easily!

   In a sense, this is tying oneself to the big boat of Fengyun Studio!

  Once the public opinion is finalized, there is a risk of ending his career as an anchor!

  Fingers trembled slightly, and Zhuangfang's face turned pale. He faintly felt that the situation he thought he had planned could be overturned!

   It’s just that he has already been caught in the center of the storm and cannot escape

   "Sorry to trouble you." Yun Feng's slightly apologetic voice came from the phone.

   "I'm not happy to say this, brother!" Yun Mumu's breathy voice came, and in the bedroom, the rather large chest rose and fell slightly, emotionally agitated.

   "Penguin and those people are really deceitful! They stole the results of your work several times, and now they are going to beat you back!"

   "You can bear it, but I can't bear it!" There was a voice on the other end of the phone that seemed to throw a pillow, and Yun Feng could imagine Yun Mumu's teeth and claws.

   "Wait, bro, I'll help you impress those tongue-chewing people!" With red and white feet swaying, Yun Mumu jumped off the bed.

   Time, almost!

  The sound of hanging up came, Yun Feng looked at the screen and remained silent for a long time.

   "Just buy a little more time, Mu Mu." Yun Feng whispered to himself, and took out a paper seal from the drawer.

   At this moment, he was not in Fengyun Studio. At this critical juncture, he returned to his rented residence.

   "As long as the public opinion is not completely tilted, those rats who only dare to stay in the gutter will not be able to stick out their minions." Opening the envelope again to confirm one or two, Yun Feng's eyes were cold.

   "And when the time comes, it's time for them to hit their heels!"

  Yun Feng naturally wouldn't gamble with Yun Mumu's live broadcast career, at this moment, he is 100% sure!

  The envelope was closed, the phone was turned on again, and Yun Feng dialed a series of unfamiliar numbers.

  In the bright room, a tall and straight figure stands, like a sleeping stone sculpture, about to wake up.