Chapter 298 Your Profound Thoughts Are Like the Brilliant Galaxy in the Sky

Xia Jiang quickly completed the record, and asked again: "Mr. Pei, we all know that the games produced by Tenda have achieved a double harvest of sales and word of mouth so far. This is a very rare thing."

"Many game developers are focused on making a profit, and choose to overdraw the word-of-mouth of the game, so that some works that may become gods die halfway."

"There are also some game developers whose works are not well received. Although they have a good reputation, they cannot make enough profits, and they are even unable to maintain the normal operation of the company."

"It has to be said that both situations are very unfortunate."

"So, can you tell us how to balance sales and word-of-mouth at the same time?"

Pei Qian sighed silently: "Actually, I'm not interested in making money at all."

"I never thought about how to balance word of mouth and profitability. Every time I feel like I'm going to lose money, but I don't know why, and the word of mouth is always overwhelming and the sales are skyrocketing."

"I feel like Tenda has made too much money so far, and it suffocates me."

"I also really don't understand why players give me money while bragging about my game, which bothers me very much."

Xia Jiang nodded seriously, and then continued to write vigorously.

"A designer who breaks away from material enjoyment and has a very high pursuit of spiritual realm."

"A soul that no amount of money can add to its burden."

"Material enjoyment, as long as a little bit can be satisfied; spiritual pursuit, but never-ending."

"Never worry about setting too high goals, but always reflect on myself."

"'Am I not mentally tall enough?' he asked himself often."

After the quick recording, Xia Jiang asked again.

"President Pei, now that you have achieved such outstanding achievements, what is your next goal?"

Pei Qian cleared his throat solemnly: "My goal has never changed, I just want to make a money-losing game."

Xia Jiang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and quickly recorded in his notebook.

"Is this the realm where Dugu seeks defeat?"

"The lifelong pursuit of most designers is to make a successful game, but he is secretly looking forward to the favor of failure."

"Perhaps, boring victories have made him feel bored, and only an inadvertent defeat can make him feel a little bit challenging?"

"Taking failure as a mirror can reveal gains and losses."

"There are many people who work hard to succeed, but those who work hard and fail are as rare as a feather."

"It's hard to imagine what kind of turbulent waves he has experienced to create such a calm and powerful mentality."

Xia Jiang felt that his writing and thinking were like a diabetes insipidus, and the "rustling" sound of the pen tip sweeping across the paper was endless.

Pei Qian, who was sitting opposite her, began to fall into deep doubts about life.

Several questions in my mind tortured my soul one after another.

Why is she not surprised by my answer?

What the hell is she writing about?

Why is she completely "I understand" expression?

The more Pei Qian looked at it, the more guilty he felt.

No, director, is there something wrong with the script?

I'm already running the train with my mouth full. Why didn't the reporter on the other side ask a little question, but kept taking notes carefully, as if what I said was particularly good?

Pei Qian really wanted to take a sneak peek at what Xia Jiang wrote in the notebook, but the fonts on the shorthand notebook were like ghostly drawn symbols, and he couldn't recognize a single word.

Just to ask?

There seems to be something wrong.

How can a reporter do an interview for himself and ask the reporter what he has recorded? Isn't this questioning his professionalism? It would be too impolite.

Pei Qian looked calm and breezy on the surface, with a smile on his face, but in fact he was at a loss inside.

I vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Quickly move on to the next question.

"Then, let's talk back about your new work "Return to the Shore."

"As we all know, you will choose different game types every time. What kind of internal drive is urging you to constantly move towards different fields?"

"Is it the spirit of daring to step out of your comfort zone, or your instinct for continuous improvement, or is it a detached attitude of playing in the world?"

Pei Qian was at a loss for words.

It's getting more and more outrageous!

The questions asked before are relatively objective, but this question has begun to be clarified?

Pei Qian shook his head and categorically denied: "Neither of them."

"I just hope to try some unknown fields, which can increase the chance of failure."

This time Xia Jiang didn't write in shorthand, but smiled: "I understand."

Pei Qian: "???"

You know what you know!

I hate self righteous people like you the most!

Pei Qian was completely speechless. He is now 100% sure that the reporter must have misunderstood it, and it was a very, very wrong kind.

Pei Qian was very mad, but at this moment his reason told him that he must calm down.

Regardless of whether the reporter misunderstood it or not, Pei Qian must not forget his original purpose.

Do your best to ruin the popularity of passers-by! Recruit black people in the player group, so that some sales can be reduced, and it may even cause the next game to die violently!

Thinking of this, Pei Qian regained his indifferent expression and signaled to continue.

Xia Jiang continued to ask: "There are already a lot of professional reviews on "Return to the Shore"."

"Did you ever think that these professional game reviewers would comment on this game like this?"

Pei Qian shook his head violently: "Not at all!"

Xia Jiang smiled and said: "Then, did you originally think that the connotation of this game is very obscure, and you are already mentally prepared for not being understood?"

"Huh? No." Pei Qian shook his head, "I never expected that they would interpret this game so much."

"Excessive interpretation?" Xia Jiang picked up the pen again.

Pei Qian nodded: "That's right, it's completely over-interpreted."

"The acclaimed plot was not made by me, it was scribbled by some graduates of the literature department I randomly found from the school."

"The difficulty of the game is so high, it is not to increase the sense of substitution."

"I just want to make a game that abuses players. I will be very happy to see players suffer. This is completely a bad taste of mine."

"Do you know what I mean?"

Pei Qian spoke very seriously.

Xia Jiang also nodded very seriously: "Understood, understood."

Pei Qian: "..."

Xia Jiang took a pen and wanted to jot down some shorthand content, but felt that it was not very accurate, so he asked, "Then what's going on with 'Pudu'?"

Pei Qian replied truthfully: "It's a cheating weapon I left for myself, but it was accidentally discovered by the players."

Xia Jiang nodded: "So, you played this game yourself."

Pei Qian was silent.

How do you say this?

I didn't play?

It's such a simple question, you can't lie, right? Besides, no one will believe what you say.

I played?

It seems inappropriate, I just said that this game is purely for the purpose of torturing players, but I also play it myself, will it be understood that I am also a masochist?

Therefore, Pei Qian didn't know how to respond for a while.

With an expression of "I understand very well", Xia Jiang continued to write in his shorthand notebook.

"Boss Pei's humor also left a very deep impression on me."

"Perhaps this kind of successful and inner-strength people has a natural sense of humor, which makes the original simple and plain interviews interesting."

"Boss Pei admitted very straightforwardly that "Return to the Shore" is a game that takes pleasure in abusing players."

"However, don't abuse others, first abuse yourself. When many players suffer in the game, they don't think that the pain they suffer, the producer of this game has already felt the same."

"'Purdue' is said to be for oneself, why not for all sentient beings?"

"Hell is not empty, and I swear not to become a Buddha."

"If it weren't for the great compassion of giving up one's life to feed a tiger and cutting up one's flesh to feed an eagle, how could a game like "Return to the Shore" be made?"

Pei Qian, who had already said it quite obviously, looked at Xia Jiang who was serious and scribbling, and felt a burst of despair in his heart.

It's useless, don't listen!

It's completely chicken and duck talking, the two people's thinking is not on the same channel at all!

Pei Qian had no idea how to answer the next question.

Xia Jiang has finished recording and is ready for the next question.

Pei Qian hurriedly raised his hand to stop: "Editor Xia."

"Huh? Boss Pei, tell me." Xia Jiang's face was full of sincerity.

Pei Qian tried his best to choose his words: "Do you feel that your understanding of what I said to me is a little... biased?"

Pei Qian thought that he was already trying hard to question the professionalism of editor-in-chief Xia, but instead of getting angry, Xia Jiang nodded with a smile.

"Mr. Pei, I understand."

"Your thoughts are too deep. I tried my best to guess, but I can only guess part of it."

"Just like the brilliant galaxy in the sky, no matter how far you look, you can only see the most shining brilliance. And those magnificence beyond the field of vision can only be hidden in the darkness."

"I'm sorry Mr. Pei, I've worked very hard."

Pei Qian: "?"

Am I talking to you about working hard or not?

You have worked really hard and have been trying to misinterpret me!

Why can't I explain it clearly?

No, this interview must not continue any longer.

If this continues, the devil will know what the final draft will be like!

Pei Qian was thinking about how to get out when his cell phone rang.

I took it out and saw that it was the alarm clock for getting up at 10 o'clock.

Usually, when the company is free, Pei Qian sleeps until 10 o'clock. Today's interview is scheduled for 9 o'clock in the morning, so Pei Qian set an additional wake-up alarm clock.

Just in time, the original 10 o'clock alarm clock rang.

Pei Qian turned off the alarm clock quickly, and then pretended to hold the phone to his ear: "Oh, okay. Then wait a moment, I'll be there soon."

After putting away the phone, Pei Qian apologized: "Editor Xia, unfortunately, I have something to do at work."

"How about you continue to interview my employees? I have to go first."

Editor-in-Chief Xia nodded quickly: "Ah, good Mr. Pei. Today's interview has benefited me a lot, so please do your best!"

Pei Qian turned around silently and left.

Forget it, if you can't afford to provoke, you can afford to hide!

If you continue the interview, I'm afraid you will become a Buddha immediately, so hurry up!

Looking at the back of Mr. Pei leaving, Editor-in-Chief Xia silently wrote down another sentence in his notebook.

"The scariest thing in this world is that geniuses work harder than ordinary people."

After finishing writing, Editor-in-Chief Xia signaled the cameramen to turn on the cameras.

"Let me see, who should the first employee interview?"

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