If you don't work hard, you will inherit hundreds of billions of property

Wu Buke was doing yoga in the gym on the sunny side of the second floor. There was a mirror on the wall. The man in the mirror was wearing a tank top and shorts, barefoot, thin, with wet hair drooping on his forehead, and his eyes were strange but familiar.

There was a time when high pressure and anxiety caused insomnia. Later, I learned to meditate and breathe, and gradually got rid of the feeling that my body was out of control.

Exhaling a long last breath, Wu Buke stood up, walked barefoot to the balcony, and opened the curtains.The sun fell on him, and the delicate fluff turned golden under the sunlight.

"Want some music?" God A suddenly asked.

"How about "IHateMyselfForLovingYou"?" Wu Buke thought of the title of the song. In a sense, the title of the song expressed his mood at the moment.He can't tell anyone about this feeling, and he can only deepen this bond by devoting himself to work, so as not to fall into a situation of worrying about gains and losses.

When you can't say something about an emotion, you use something to express it.

A finger snap sounded behind him, and Wu Buke turned around abruptly, thinking that someone had appeared, but found that there was no one there.

Doubt rose between his brows.

The light control switch changes the color of the glass, and the room darkens suddenly. The sound of "Stayin' Alive" fills the room. God A stands at the door.The long hair was tied into a ponytail, and the patchy forehead hair was a little long. The whole person looked like a deacon who came out of a cartoon.

But other deacons will never be as handsome as him.

"I thought about it, and I still think this song is more suitable." God A stretched out his hand and posed, "Dancing? I can feel your eagerness to move. After thinking about it, you seem to lack a dance partner, why don't you let me do it for you."

Wu Buke walked towards him, the indoor temperature seemed to be cold with the sunlight cut off, but the blood was warm, so he wouldn't feel cold anymore.The heart is like a grassland in the rainy season, the seeds fall, the humid environment makes them grow, and the feelings expand like vines in the heart, almost bursting.He vainly rests on the arm of God A, and he knows that it is only the deception of light and shadow on the eyes, every inch of God A's skin is an illusion, and he still inevitably sinks.

There is no standard in this dance, it is just the movement of the body and the coordination with the partner.Wu Buke's body coordination is good, and the rhythm is very good; and God A, his reaction ability is unmatched, and it perfectly fits Wu Buke's tempo.

The lights on the dance floor are colorful and have an 80s disco temperament. The future technology makes it shine again. The two stepped on the grid, rotating and flying smoothly between advance and retreat, and the cerebral cortex was highly excited.

You retreat, I advance, face to face, leaning back, conveying ambiguity between breaths, skin contact is the instinct of a creature, and the closeness of eyes and heart is the spiritual instinct and desire of human beings.

At the end of the song, Wu Buke turned around, collapsed on the ground, spread his hands and feet, took a few deep breaths, and put away the surging emotions again.

God A is still standing, looking down at Wu Buke, the light-control glass becomes transparent again, the sun shines in, his figure fades, and the eyes of the two are held together.

The air becomes viscous.

The wind lifted the curtains, blowing away the stagnant atmosphere in the room.

God A suddenly froze for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Wu Buke asked.

"Someone has entered the game."

Three hours later, Wu Buke received a call from You Xichu, and the other party's breathing was obviously unsteady: "How do you make this game?! How on earth did you do it?" He was already a little incoherent.

"Want to play? Want to come? This is just part of the game, and there are more exciting things."

"More?" You Xichu was skeptical.In his opinion, being able to make the evil planet so perfect, with such a high fluency, and such smart NPCs, it is definitely not a problem to win the laurels next year. He dares to guarantee it with the integrity of his professional game maker!

Now Wu Buke tells him that this is just part of the game.

What kind of old monster is making the game!To make such a fun, smooth and beautiful game, let people live!

You Xichu started playing games at the age of eight, and has been playing games for 24 years this year. It can be said that everyone in this circle basically knows each other, and those who have never met have heard of their names. Those who can make such games must be famous, but He has played all of their previous works, so it's not like he hasn't heard of whoever made a big hit.

It's okay that the secrecy regulations of the major manufacturers are relatively strict. Wu Buke, a person who has never shown any contact with the game circle before, suddenly came up with such a work that is beyond the age, which makes people have to be suspicious.

How could Wu Buke guess the tortuous journey in You Xichu's heart? He lay on the rocking chair, tying the bait to catch big fish with all his heart, "How can an evil planet be called an endless world? Since it is an endless world, it includes other options."

He not only wants to catch a fish, he also wants to bring the fish pond to one pot.

"What's your condition?" You Xichu asked calmly.

He clearly felt that he was at the end of his battle. With such a game, it was impossible for the current studio's "Ask" to win. Even this year, whether it was Blizzard or Ubisoft, they would face the sniping of this game.

It can even be said, lore!

"Do you want to come and make this game together?" Wu Buke finally revealed his purpose, "You, and your studio, together."

"You want to buy the studio?" You Xichu asked lightly, feeling a bit bitter in his mouth, and there was a tragic feeling in his heart.

The Galaxy Age has existed for 7 years. In this era when the average lifespan of a game studio is no more than two years, the Galaxy Age can be said to have a long life. The No. 24 people in the studio are selected one by one. There are almost no personnel for so many years. change.

You Xichu did not choose to expand blindly, that is not what he wanted. The existing scale is divided into three groups, ABC, each of which carries out a project. Everyone lived in harmony and spent a lot of good time together.

Now, if you sell it, you lose control of the studio, just like handing over your own destiny to someone else, which is unbearable anyway.However, such a game was placed in front of him, which made him almost unable to restrain himself.

"Of course not. I think it should be called cooperation. I invite your studio to jointly manage Endless World." Wu Buke quickly separated himself from the group of people who were trying to buy the bottom. You may make a lot of money because of your career, but you will lose a lot of fun and the opportunity to make interesting friends. "Carina and the Galactic Age sound like they have the same goals."

"Okay." You Xichu didn't hold back, "But I want to talk to my colleagues in the studio, and bring a lawyer to discuss the details."

"Fresh, I'm sure you call me." Wu Buke likes this kind of resolute character.

After hanging up the phone, Wu Buke breathed a sigh of relief, wanting to summon God A to share this joy.