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Chapter 60 Meeting

Chapter 60 Meeting
"Hi, good morning."

"Good morning, Brother Kuang!"

"Morning."

"Good morning, Brother Kuang!"

The next morning, Zhou Kuang took the elevator and went straight to the "Netherworld Mountains and Seas" production team on the 21st floor. Along the way, he greeted the employees who had gradually become accustomed to his presence.

There was a hint of redness in his eyes, and if you looked closely you might find a faint dark pigmentation under his eye bags.

His face looked a little haggard, but he was still in good spirits.

Zhou Kuang didn't sleep very well yesterday, nor did he sleep for very long.

He lay in his bed for about two hours before coming to the company. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he had not slept all night.

After returning home yesterday, Zhou Kuang became more and more anxious the more he thought about it.

If it weren't for the Producer's Realm item given by the system, I really wouldn't have realized that the current game has so many problems.

And yesterday, when he was chatting with Basilio, the other party disappeared because the time limit set by the system was reached.

Therefore, the problems that the game actually has at its current stage must be more than those he pointed out.

Zhou Kuang was not in the mood to eat. Instead, he sat in front of his computer at home, opened the document and started writing down every possible question mentioned by the other party.

The map recognition is too low...

The route design is unclear...

The map lacks reference points...

and many more.

In addition to the problems raised by Basilio, Zhou Kuang was still constantly thinking in his mind what other problems there were with the current "Netherworld Mountains and Seas".

Then write down any possible problems.

That's not to say that every issue he documents is an actual flaw in the game.

Some defects are simply due to the choices made by the maker. If one part is strengthened, the other part will be weakened.

This involves the designer's choice, rather than simply being caused by poor design capabilities.

For example, the map’s low recognizability is due to Yang Ji’s desire for a unified artistic style.

However, Zhou Kuang now understood that even for the sake of the expressiveness of the picture, the current design still seemed to be insufficiently considered.

So, Zhou Kuang recorded all the questions he could think of in the document as much as possible, and then went to bed and slept for more than two hours.

And I didn't sleep well.

As the saying goes, hold big meetings for small matters, small meetings for big matters, and no meetings for important matters.

What Zhou Kuang wants to say today is obviously a big deal.

Zhou Kuang chatted with the employees with a smile on his face, then went straight to the planning team's location.

Feng Qi was indeed there, sitting in his office chair, talking to an employee standing next to him. He pointed at the screen while turning around and talking, apparently giving instructions.

He walked straight up to the two of them and asked Feng Qi, "Old Feng, do you need anything later?"

"Hey? It's okay, what's wrong, Brother Kuang?"

Feng Qi was slightly surprised when he turned around and saw Zhou Kuang.

As he spoke, he leaned slightly and nodded at the employee, who understood.

My boss and I have something to say. If I continue to stay here without any tact, I will be unable to read their expressions.

So he leaned forward slightly, lowered his head slightly, said sorry and walked away, leaving the place for communication to Zhou Kuang and Feng Qi.

"I want to have a meeting with you, Yang Ji, and Wu Qianhe."

"Do you need to call Chen Xingyu?"

Feng Qi stood up and asked, obviously preparing to call someone immediately after finishing his conversation with Zhou Kuang.

When Zhou Kuang heard Chen Xingyu's name, he remembered that, indeed, he didn't seem to care much about the other party's work progress.

"Have you talked to him recently? How's the music going?" "Well, of course I've talked about it." Feng Qi scratched his head, "But he keeps saying he's still working on it. I've only heard a few demos so far, and he said he'll give me the rest when they're almost done."

"I can't quite convince him, so..."

Feng Qi spread his hands slightly, and Zhou Kuang nodded without saying anything else.

Before recruiting this person, he had already given Feng Qi a heads-up.

Feng Qi is the core of the game production team, and naturally the person who contacts Chen Xingyu most frequently.

Since you already know this person's work style, if you choose to reuse him, don't question his work.

If we still have to persuade him to speed up now, wouldn't it be better not to use him from the beginning and find someone else to be the leader of the music group?

Don't use the suspect, but don't use it.

"What do you think of the demo?"

“I think it’s very good.”

Feng Qi answered decisively at this time.

Every demo he had ever heard had a melody like a clear mountain stream, pure yet full of endless spirit.

Or it's like a gust of wind, howling and sweeping you away, forcing you to follow it through the clouds and see the endless starry sky above the clouds!
There is no midpoint between the two.

"I think if he can maintain the quality of the demo, at least the music part of our game will be of the same quality as any other domestic game!"

Hearing Feng Qi say this, Zhou Kuang felt relieved.

I am not afraid of your stubbornness, nor am I afraid of your personality.

He's just afraid that you're stubborn and incompetent, but that's unnecessary.

Feng Qi chatted with Zhou Kuang for a few more words, and then they went to find the other two people together.

When I arrived at the art group, Yang Ji was frowning and explaining to someone impatiently.

At this time, the screen in front of Yang Ji showed a sketch. Various lines were intertwined to form a uniquely shaped frog monster.

Although this is a sketch, the picture does not appear messy at all, but rather has a harmonious beauty in its complexity.

It seems that every line is combined together in an orderly manner to form the whole picture.

Zhou Kuang couldn't tell any more details. He could only see that the sketch was of very high quality and was obviously drawn by Yang Ji.

Yang Ji quickly tapped the keyboard a few times, and the screen turned into a rendered modeling image.

The rendered modeling image shows the light and shadow effects in the game. The light refracted on the surface of the model enhances the fineness of the picture, making the frog monster seem to be given life.

Its colors become richer and fuller than the sketch, and the material texture is clearly visible.

Just as Zhou Kuang was praising his employees for their hard work, Yang Ji spoke up.

"What have you made here!"

There was annoyance in his voice as he dragged the model on the screen with the mouse.

"Here! Here!"

"What do you think about the direction of this texture?"

"Did you just paint it randomly?"

"Does this fit the logic of muscle force?"

Hearing Yang Ji getting angry, the man trembled and dared not speak.

He obviously knew that he was in the wrong, and no matter how busy he was, such a mistake should never be taken lightly.

"Look, I'll tell you how to apply it!"

There was a hint of fatigue in Yang Ji's eyes, but he still had a kind heart and demonstrated it himself.