Northern Myanmar: These players are acting strangely!

Chapter 50: For mad dogs, stewing is definitely the way to go.

Chen Jiajun wasn't bothered by the fact that he was trending on social media again for no apparent reason.

After all, it's free traffic. You can increase the game's and studio's visibility without spending money, and you can also annoy your competitors along the way. Why not?

I'm turning off the trending topics list and getting ready to check the TIG gaming tournament vote rankings.

I haven't watched it for over ten hours.

When I last watched it, "The Bloody Golden Triangle" was ranked ninth.

I wonder where it is now, given its immense popularity.

Chen Jiajun had just opened the official website of the TIG gaming competition.

The studio door creaked open.

He raised his head subconsciously.

I was still admiring Huang Bo's speed in buying food.

and many more!

Could it be that you bought pre-cooked meals to save time?

Just as they were about to give him a thorough interrogation, they saw that the person who came was not Huang Bo, but Shen Yingying.

As soon as Shen Yingying entered, she sat down on the sofa angrily, looking like someone owed her eight million.

Chen Jiajun asked curiously:
"Our game is a hit and sales are good, so why does Mr. Shen still look so worried?"

"Who made our CEO Shen angry?"

Shen Yingying rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.
Have you read all the comments under our official account?

Comment?

Chen Jiajun thought back for a moment.

It's impossible for him to read everything; he always only reads those who speak nicely.

However, he still replied with a smile:

"Yes, I saw it. The netizens are very enthusiastic."

"They not only care about our game, but also about the health of our team members."

"Some people even want to mail us local specialties."

"I appreciate your kind offer, but I will decline it on behalf of everyone."

Shen Yingying was completely bewildered:
"What the hell?"

"Who asked you this?"

"I'm asking if you've seen those negative reviews in the comments section!"

Chen Jiajun said nonchalantly:

"Well... I haven't looked at it much."

"However, I think everyone has their own preferences. No matter how good a game is, it's impossible for everyone to like it."

The principle is the same as writing a book.

Even the Four Great Classical Novels couldn't please everyone, let alone a game produced by his small workshop.

Shen Yingying chuckled:
"You're really thick-skinned. They were practically face-to-face with him, and you didn't even look."

Chen Jiajun raised an eyebrow:
"Ultimate move at point-blank range?"

"Who's so blind?"

Shen Yingying snorted, very dissatisfied with someone's lack of attention.

She got up and walked to Chen Jiajun's computer, then opened the comment panel under the official Bilibili account.

A lengthy comment that garnered considerable attention appeared prominently on the screen.

[Sexy Troublemaker: When the developers finally tore off the last veil of pretense, packaging the tragedy as an entertainment product and easily placing it on the shelves, I felt only sorrow. No matter how noble its initial intentions may be, the game *Bloody Golden Triangle* cannot conceal its inherent exploitation of suffering and blatant trampling of moral boundaries.]

[The question is: When we manipulate characters to commit fraud and watch the desperate reactions of the "victims" on the screen, are we truly "fighting fraud"? No, we are merely using the suffering of others to provide ourselves with cheap thrills. How is this any different from the wealthy and powerful watching gladiators fight in the Colosseum of the old society?]

Some might argue, "It's just a game," but when a product chooses to use suffering as a gimmick, it has already voluntarily torn off its disguise as entertainment. There are countless ways to call for "anti-fraud," but Seal Studios has chosen the cruelest and most ironic one—a blatant provocation against the bottom line of humanity…

This commentary, exceeding a thousand words, is scathing and every sentence is an indictment of "The Bloody Golden Triangle".

Surprisingly, there were over a thousand likes below.

Looking at the 250 folded replies below, although some players tried to respond, they were all refuted by this user called "Sexy Troublemaker" with a series of self-righteous platitudes.

This person's fighting ability is truly astonishing.

After reading it, Chen Jiajun pondered for a moment and said:

"Why does this guy called 'Sexy Troublemaker' look so familiar?"

Shen Yingying rolled her eyes, somewhat speechless:
"You are such a forgetful person."

"You forgot? Last time we released the game's cinematic, this guy was the one who led the charge in giving it bad reviews. He's practically our game's biggest hater." "Oh—"

Chen Jiajun remembered.

There was indeed such a person at the time, who infuriated Shen Yingying that day, and she almost personally confronted him using her official account.

I had to persuade her myself: if a dog bites you, you can't stoop to the level of an animal, can you?

I didn't expect this guy to be so incorrigible and dare to come and cause trouble again.

Seeing that Chen Jiajun was about to close the page after reading it, Shen Yingying became anxious:

"No... are we just going to let it go like this?"

"Let me tell you, this guy is really cocky. He's been making sarcastic remarks under our game's CGs for the past two days, and I've already deleted several of them."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiajun scrolled through the comments section a couple more times and happened to see this guy's latest comment:
"Welcome the official confrontation. If you can't explain your reasoning, don't delete comments. Are you feeling guilty?"

"hiss--"

Upon seeing this sentence, Chen Jiajun really couldn't hold back anymore.

As he opened the TIG tournament rankings page, he said:
"I think you're right. We can't spoil him like this anymore."

Shen Yingying didn't quite understand:
"Then why don't you confront him? Why are you looking at the voting rankings?"

Chen Jiajun's gaze fell on the screen.

The vote rankings in the TIG anti-fraud competition have now undergone a dramatic change.

In less than a week, "The Bloody Golden Triangle" went from being unranked to climbing to ninth place on the list.

They climbed from ninth to second place, not only leaving other competitors far behind, but also successfully overtaking Tencent.

Seeing such a record, Chen Jiajun immediately felt more confident and smiled slightly:
"Blacksmith need its own hardware."

"Now that we're ranked higher, I feel more confident speaking up."

"Furthermore, I intend to accept your proposal."

Shen Yingying looked puzzled, pointed to herself, and looked completely bewildered.

"My proposal?"

What is my suggestion?

"When did I make that suggestion?"

Chen Jiajun revealed a wicked smile:
What would you do if a dog bit you?

Shen Yingying was taken aback at first, then realized what he meant and glared at him:
"So, you're making fun of the boss to his face, huh?"

"What? Does this make you seem more magnanimous?"

"I'm telling you right now, I do eat dog meat, so what?"

"If it dares to bite, I dare to eat!"

Chen Jiajun clapped his hands:

"well said!"

"I can be magnanimous and choose to forgive the first time someone bites me."

"It bites anyone it sees now; it's become a mad dog. It definitely needs to be cooked."

Shen Yingying's eyes lit up:
"Finally figured it out, are you ready to yell at him?"

Have you decided how to curse me?

"Why don't you let me do it!"

Chen Jiajun quickly waved his hand:
"No, no, no!"

Just kidding, he'd witnessed Shen Yingying's fighting prowess firsthand; she never repeated a single insult.

He quotes extensively from classical texts, takes a sharp and unconventional approach, and when he gets serious, he can argue with someone from day to day.

Anyone who dares to interrupt will be attacked along with them; they're practically walking, self-propelled cannons.

If she were to intervene, her official account would be reported and banned within half a day!

"No need, no need, I can handle this myself."

Shen Yingying looked at him suspiciously.

Back in school, Chen Jiajun was always quiet and reserved. Although I got to know him better after a while, I found that he was actually quite a closet pervert, but I had never seen him swear.

She looked Chen Jiajun up and down:

"can you?"

"What are you going to do?"

(End of this chapter)