We Promised To Make A Bad Game, But What The Hell Is Titanfall?

Chapter 33 Someone kicked the iron plate!

"How many!?"

With a sound, Shen Miaomiao retracted her legs that were originally resting on the desk.

He looked at Chu Qingzhou with surprise.

"No. 428."

Chu Qingzhou repeated it again.

Shen Miaomiao was stunned.

no? Wait a moment?

"I remember that the total number of entries was less than six hundred, right?" Shen Miaomiao asked.

Chu Qingzhou nodded: "A total of 582 games participated in the event."

"Are we in line 428?" Shen Miaomiao was puzzled.

But Chu Qingzhou nodded again with great certainty.

hiss--

Shen Miaomiao couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

In fact, it stands to reason that when she heard such 'pleasant' rubbish results, her first reaction should be "good!"

Because the voting results are theoretically directly linked to future sales.

Such a miserable bottom ranking means that they will definitely suffer a setback in future sales.

but!

However, Shen Miaomiao instinctively felt that something was wrong.

To know.

During this time, she has been paying attention to the popularity of vampire survivors among the player community.

Judging from the current situation, with the guidance of the anchors and the support of the tap players, the number of votes they received in the first round of this game should definitely not be just this.

It may be a slight exaggeration to say that it will definitely take the first place.

But reaching the top ten with the number of votes was no problem at all in Shen Miaomiao's opinion.

"More than four hundred..."

Shen Miaomiao frowned slightly and looked at Chu Qingzhou:

"Is there any problem with this data?"

"It's hard to say, boss,"

Chu Qingzhou shook his head:

"In our backend, we can't see the summary of daily votes, so we can't check it."

"but……"

Immediately afterwards, Chu Qingzhou changed the subject:

"The other question is well-founded."

"speak."

Shen Miaomiao looked serious, waved her hand for Chu Qingzhou to sit down and spoke slowly.

Here I have to say that Chu Qingzhou, as a mature and top assistant, has extremely high professionalism.

During this period, she would conduct a summary of data on "Vampire Survivor" every day.

Including the number of reports by mainstream game media and the frequency of players mentioning the game in forums.

And the number of times they appear on the home page of the random rankings on the Yiyou platform in each period.

"There are some issues with Yiyou's random ranking refresh,"

Chu Qingzhou said:

“According to the official announcement from Yiyu Platform,”

"The game rankings of this development festival adopt a pseudo-random form, with 50 games per page, and are randomly refreshed every hour."

"Strive to ensure that every game enjoys equal exposure,"

"This is to ensure the fairness of game promotion."

Hearing this, Shen Miaomiao nodded: "I know this."

She had actually thought about Yao Mozi before, wondering if she could contact the people on the Yiyou platform and ask them to hide their games.

Actively hide and seek with players to reduce exposure and sales.

However, this thought only passed by for a moment.

After all, Yiyou seems to be very determined in ensuring fairness.

Shen Miaomiao was afraid that she would be self-defeating.

"but,"

Speaking of this, Chu Qingzhou changed the topic and opened his notebook:

"According to my statistics, in the past week,"

"Our game "Vampire Survivor" has been in the top ten on the first page of the random list zero times,"

"The number of times entering the first page of the list is 0,"

"The number of times entering the top five pages of the list is 0,"

"The number of times on the ninth page of the list, 130 times,"

"The number of times on the tenth page of the list, 30 times,"

"The number of times it was on the last page of the list, 6 times."

Say it!

Chu Qingzhou looked at Shen Miaomiao.

"It refreshes once an hour, 24 times a day, and 168 times a week,"

Shen Miaomiao's face darkened visibly:

"In other words, among these 168 refreshes, let's not talk about the first page,"

"Even in the first five pages, you haven't even entered once, right?"

Gulu.

Chu Qingzhou couldn't help but swallowed when he saw Shen Miaomiao's gloomy expression.

She has never seen the eldest lady's face look so ugly!

Nodding: "Uh... yes."

"Ah."

Shen Miaomiao nodded.

He opened his desk drawer, peeled off a lollipop and put it in his mouth, seeming to be trying his best to suppress his emotions:

"We tentatively think this is a system flaw in the random ranking list,"

"Then how did this voting ranking of 428 come out? Is it also a loophole?"

"I've been paying attention to the discussion of our game these days,"

"There is one discussion for every ten posts, and nearly half of the anchors on the three major live broadcast platforms live broadcast, plus the evaluation rate is 98%,"

"Are you obviously doing something fishy right under my nose?"

good!

Shen Miaomiao was a salted fish, and she had always regarded becoming a top salted fish as her ideal in life.

But this just means she is lazy!

Doesn't mean she's stupid!

She majored in financial engineering at a double first-class university, and her father’s group spanned dozens of fields. She had been exposed to it since childhood, so how could she be a fool!

I immediately concluded that there was definitely something wrong with this ranking list!

Shen Miaomiao's fire rose instantly!

Dare to mess with me? !

You're not awake yet, are you? !

Not only did you deliberately suppress my ranking on the random list, but you also dared to swallow my votes?

Yes, I want to be a salty fish, a hands-off shopkeeper, and take it as my responsibility to deliberately fail in investments.

But that was my aunt’s own free will!

Shen Miaomiao's life creed is - I can voluntarily be a waste, but you can't really treat me as a waste and think that I am a good person who can be bullied!

Are you treating your aunt like a soft persimmon?

Are you fucking tired of living? !

"Hamapi..."

With a bang sound, Shen Miaomiao bit the lollipop into pieces:

"Gui'er really doesn't know that Lord Ma has three eyes."

As she spoke, Shen Miaomiao waved her hand: "Go and book the train tickets. We will go to Zhongjing. The employer and employee will ask Yi You what he wants to do in person."

Binjiang is not far from Zhongjing, and it only takes 40 minutes by high-speed train.

"But……"

Seeing that the eldest lady was really angry, Chu Qingzhou grinned and reminded carefully:

"Mr. Shen, the random list is easy to talk about, but the voting list..."

"We have no actual evidence to prove that they swallowed tickets."

Chu Qingzhou's worries are normal.

According to normal logic, if you accuse the organizer of being opaque, you always have to provide solid evidence.

However, Shen Miaomiao sneered when she heard this!

He took the lollipop stick out of his mouth, flicked his fingertips and threw it into the trash can, with a cold light flashing in his eyes!

"I am Shen Wanlin's daughter. I said they cheated. Do I still need evidence?"

As soon as these words came out, Chu Qingzhou couldn't help being shocked!

yes.

In the past, Shen Miaomiao always looked like a fishy girl, lazing around all day long and smiling kindly to everyone she met.

She is a completely cute and a little willful little girl.

It seems that people forget that besides her identity as a fishing girl.

She is still the daughter of Shen Wanlin, who is involved in the business world, has an astronomical amount of capital, is tough-minded, and has sharp methods.

To outsiders, Shen Miaomiao's words seemed extremely crazy.

But Chu Qingzhou, who was personally dispatched by Lao Shen, knew.

Not to mention the Yiyou platform, even the Yiyou Corporation, if it really offends Lao Shen, will have to change directors tomorrow!

"Book tickets!"

Shen Miaomiao stopped talking nonsense and threw a lollipop to Chu Qingzhou.

Chu Qingzhou took the lollipop and made an OK gesture:

"immediately!"

Tsk tsk, Chu Qingzhou smacked his lips in his heart while booking the tickets.

Someone kicked the iron plate!

(End of chapter)