My game, you have no right to award

Chapter 197 Plot Script
Zhou Kuang sat in his boss's chair and thought for a full half minute before slowly coming back to his senses.

He turned on his computer and created a new document on the desktop.

He wanted to take advantage of the time when his memory was clearest and most vivid to record everything he "saw" in the prop world.

Since the reward for this task is related to the compatibility between the game he developed and the item world, the most important thing is to record everything that happens in the item world!

Many people have had this experience: things they thought they would never forget begin to fade in their memory after just a few days.

After a while, the people and things in my memory will all look different.

After some time, that memory completely vanished into thin air.

Therefore, writing was invented in order to preserve memories for longer and more accurately.

In ancient times, people used knotted ropes and carved stones to record events. Later, they used paper and pen to record things, and the same applies to the use of computers and electronic documents today.

He certainly wouldn't overlook that.

In order to perfectly capture what he saw, Zhou Kuang forced himself to write down every detail.

Even if he thinks he has nothing left to write, as long as he forces himself to sit in front of the computer for a while longer...

Every now and then, he would recall some details that had not yet been written into the document.

Zhou Kuang remained focused on his work in the office until this time, when he stared at the screen for a full twenty minutes without typing a single word into the document.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Zhou Kuang was startled awake by a knock on his office door and glanced at the time in the lower right corner of his monitor.

It's already past 11 a.m.

"Please come in."

He straightened up, coughed to clear his throat, and let the people outside in.

The door was pushed open, and Wang Fu walked in.

Seeing that it was him, Zhou Kuang breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Fu asked with a smile, but with a hint of caution.

"Brother Kuang, excuse me for bothering you. I'd like to confirm the arrangements for this afternoon. Are you available now?"

"It's nothing, go ahead, what's wrong?"

Zhou Kuang waved his hand and asked in return.

"We're meeting with Mr. Niu from Antarctic Pioneer Games this afternoon. What time would be a good time for us to depart?"

Which colleagues should we arrange to go along?

Zhou Kuang was stunned by what the other person said, and it took him a while to react.

I think I planned to go to Niu Tieming's place today.

When he called the other party earlier, he promised Niu Tieming that he would share some project experience with Cao Qingli, whom the other party had recruited.

Of course, the main purpose was to bring Feng Qi and Ma Tu over so that both sides could have a good exchange.

He had decided on this matter several days ago, but Zhou Kuang had been so busy these past few days, and with the system's intervention today, he completely forgot about it.

Seeing that Zhou Kuang did not answer for a long time, Wang Fu knew that the other party was probably thinking, so he did not dare to interrupt and could only wait patiently.

Logically speaking, I should have gone today, but...

He even wanted to take this document, which he had made himself, to discuss with the project's copywriter!

If we go to the Antarctic Pioneer team, this matter will have to be postponed until tomorrow.

In order to get this done while his memory was still accurate, he thought it best to postpone the afternoon's events.
After making the decision, Zhou Kuang said to Wang Fu.

"We're not going. I'll call Boss Niu right now."

not going?
Although he didn't know what had happened, Wang Fu simply nodded when he heard that Zhou Kuang was going to contact the other party himself.

"Okay, Brother Kuang."

"Then you go ahead with your work, I won't bother you any longer."

Wang Fu turned to leave, but Zhou Kuang suddenly called him back.

"and many more!"

Wang Fu turned around, his eyes slightly puzzled.

"Um... at the current headquarters of Megvii Games, isn't Fu Anle the head of the copywriting team?"

Zhou Kuang asked.

"correct."

Upon hearing the affirmative answer, Zhou Kuang recalled Fu Anle.

Fu Anle is definitely a veteran of Kuangshi Games. When Zhou Kuang first transmigrated to this world, Fu Anle was the copy editor of Kuangshi Games and participated in the entire development process of both the demo and the main game of "Youming Shanhai".

At the point when the demo was completed, Qingyan Studio and Kuangshi Games separated. Zhou Kuang felt that the original copywriting team leader was mediocre and handed him over to Ma Tu.

Fu Anle was appointed as the temporary head of the copywriting team.

Zhou Kuang originally only asked him to work part-time temporarily, but Fu Anle did a good job, so he made him a permanent employee.

"Call him over, and also... find Chu Mo for me."

Chu Mo and Zhou Kuang had a very deep impression of this person.

He was a Chinese language and literature major who was personally interviewed and recruited by me.

Chu Mo has been praised by Feng Qi and Fu Anle on several occasions, which shows that his personal abilities are quite outstanding.

Most importantly, Zhou Kuang remembered that when he was interviewed, the other party submitted a game script set in the late Ming Dynasty.

I was quite surprised at the time, since very few applicants would submit a complete game script as their personal work.

Most people would at most write a document analyzing why a hit game became popular, what its advantages were, and how to learn from it, and that would be good enough.

And in the world of props, he also encountered a historical background set in the Ming Dynasty...

Doesn't this perfectly match the other person's major?
"Should the two of you come together?"

"Yes, let's do it together."

Upon hearing this, Wang Fu hesitated for a moment before asking, "Brother Kuang, what if they're eating?"

Zhou Kuang was taken aback. Indeed, the other person was probably already eating at this time.

However, he did not hesitate. In the past, when projects were in a rush, the company would even order takeout for everyone and deliver it to the office to save time.

Now, for the sake of system tasks, if the other party is really eating, we can only bother them for a moment.

"Then tell them to eat quickly and come over here right away."

Zhou Kuang did not rule out the possibility of a definitive answer.

……

……

……

Wang Fu searched around and finally found two people in the cafeteria.

At this moment, Fu Anle and Chu Mo were queuing up to buy food.

"Team Leader Fu, Brother Chu, Brother Kuang wants to see you in his office. Are you available now?"

Wang Fuqiang suppressed the urge to complain.

Every time she came to see Fu Anle, she had to say "Deputy Team Leader" repeatedly, wanting to laugh but not daring to, and not letting the other party notice anything amiss.

He almost got sick from holding it in.

Fu Anle was taken aback before realizing that someone was calling him.

"Did Brother Kuang say what it was about?" "No, he just said you two need to go over there right away."

"Okay, let's go there now."

After Fu Anle agreed, she and Chu Mo exchanged a glance and both understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

Who doesn't know that this morning, Producer Feng and several department heads went to Brother Kuang's office?

It looks like the project will be officially started soon.

This was already a given fact in the minds of everyone in the group.

Chu Mo was initially puzzled as to why Fu Anle, the head of the copywriting team, hadn't been called over. Now he realized that Fu Anle was to be summoned for a private meeting!
The two hurriedly stepped out of the queue, and the people behind them were delighted to see them leave, thinking, "What a wonderful thing!"

Fu Anle joked with Chu Mo on the way.

"Luckily we didn't wait too long, otherwise we would have lost a lot of money."

"Yeah, the people behind them are probably laughing their heads off."

Chu Mo helplessly shrugged. He had originally planned to eat Lanhe Ramen, which was produced in Qinghu, not Lanhe, for lunch today.

The two walked a little further and, seeing that there weren't many people around, Chu Mo gave his team leader a look and then walked into a corner.

Fu Anle understood and followed.

The two went to a secluded corner, and Chu Mo lowered his voice to speak.

"Brother Fu, do you think the boss suddenly contacted us because of the new project?"

"Probably?" Fu Anle didn't dare to give a definite answer. "I guess it's related to the plot we submitted."

Chu Mo felt a little uneasy when he heard this, because the plot they submitted to the producer had been put into the project proposal without any changes.

He was responsible for a large part of the plot.

If Brother Kuang is not satisfied, won't I be criticized?

Seeing Chu Mo's expression, Fu Anle comforted him.

"Don't worry, I'll talk to Brother Kuang later." He patted Chu Mo on the shoulder. "I think our plot is pretty good, the quality shouldn't be a problem."

"If there are any problems, they will at most be related to the plot."

Hearing Fu Anle say this, Chu Mo felt reassured and nodded.

"understood."

The two of them acted as if nothing had happened and turned to walk to the elevator.

The elevator lobby was crowded with people, all of whom were migrant workers coming down to eat lunch in the cafeteria or outside.

Fortunately, these people were all heading out, while Fu Anle and his companion were taking the elevator upstairs, so it didn't actually bother them.

After everyone left, they got on the elevator and found that there weren't many people there.

Arriving at their respective floors, the two walked to Zhou Kuang's office and knocked on the door.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Please come in."

Seeing the two of them push the door open and come in, Zhou Kuang stood up with a smile.

"Come on, sit here on the sofa."

The two were flattered and declined at first, but eventually sat down on the sofa.

Zhou Kuang also sat opposite the two with a water glass in his hand.

He just smiled and looked at the two of them without saying a word, until the two of them felt a little uneasy and then they spoke.

How's work lately? Is it going smoothly?

"It's going relatively smoothly; we've been preparing for the new project."

Fu Anle thought for a moment and then answered.

"Okay, that's good." Zhou Kuang picked up the thermos on the table, took a small sip, and continued, "I called you two here because I looked at the proposal for the new project this morning..."

Upon hearing this, Fu Anle and Chu Mo both perked up, for the main topic was about to begin!
“I think it’s pretty good.” Zhou Kuang observed their expressions and continued, “However, I have some thoughts and would like to hear your opinions first.”

As he spoke, he opened his document and turned on the projector.

There is a projector in his office, mainly for the convenience of everyone watching when holding small meetings.

Ironically, his projector happened to be from Starwheel, and it had been purchased before they became associated with the Starwheel Group.

In fact, many companies use Starwheel brand professional electronic equipment.

The penetration rate was so high that Zhou Kuang even doubted whether their business constituted a monopoly.

What was projected onto the screen was Zhou Kuang's document.

Of course, what he showed was already a slightly edited version.

The two looked over and realized it seemed to be a game script.
Of course, from their perspective, neither the format nor the writing style suggests it was written by a professional.

Many habitual things are intolerable to copywriters.

It's not necessarily a mistake, but in actual work, many personal bad habits can reduce the reading efficiency of others, so from a professional point of view, this is "unacceptable".

Is it...

Both of them had a very bold and certain guess in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it out loud immediately.

Although Zhou Kuang had tidied it up a bit, it hadn't been long, so it was barely legible and the overall logic was very disorganized.

As Chu Mo read the document, he was immediately struck by the fact that the script was set against the historical backdrop of the Jiajing era of the Ming Dynasty!
It is worth noting that he personally loves the Ming Dynasty and its history, and the Jiajing era is one of his favorite periods!

Jiajing, Jiajing, every household is clean.

This statement is not without basis.

Why do so many cultural and entertainment works from ancient times to the present focus on discussing the Jiajing era?

It was precisely because of this emperor who practiced alchemy and cultivated immortality, and his unconventional style, that people had room for artistic interpretation.

As for how well the plot is written?
From a literary perspective, there's nothing particularly outstanding about it, nor are there any major flaws.

However, there was one thing that Chu Mo was very concerned about.

That's the other person's writing style.

Compared to the average person who writes a game script and focuses more on the plot and how it fits into the game's system, this document seems to pay excessive attention to details.

For example, scene descriptions, the style of people's clothes, the type of weapons they carry, and so on.

If Chu Mo were to write these things himself, although he could do it just as well, he would never have chosen to write them in such detail…

Ultimately, this only proves that the writer is exceptionally meticulous, but it doesn't improve the quality of the game script.

He had already realized this when he was a sophomore in college.

Improving writing details does not equate to improving writing quality.

The document in front of him gave him a very strange feeling...

What exactly caused this?

Just as he was thinking, Zhou Kuang spoke up.

"What do you think?"

Fu Anle carefully considered his words, refraining from commenting but cautiously inquiring.

"Brother Kuang, the script's setup seems to differ somewhat from the storyline we submitted before?"

Zhou Kuang nodded.

Indeed, the historical background I saw in the proposal was set in a period similar to the Warring States period, rather than the Ming Dynasty.

There's at least a 1,500-year gap between the two!
This is more than a third of the total history of China!
(End of this chapter)