Chapter 154: 119: An Old and a Young (Part 1)_2

Chapter 154: Chapter 119: An Old and a Young (Part 1)_2

The meeting room fell silent in an instant.

The planners first looked nervously at KongKong, then dissatisfiedly at the planner named Qiu Yu.

Everyone is singing praises, do you have to throw cold water on it?

What kind of person is KongKong, don’t you know?

Someone gently tugged at Qiu Yu’s clothes, but he didn’t bother with the person behind him and continued, “Although our scores are high, I feel that part of our score should be attributed to the 3D and art enhancements. If we remove that part, our game’s playability should only be around 70 points.”

“Qiu Yu, stop talking,” a planner whispered.

“It’s fine, I don’t care,” Qiu Yu said calmly, “Getting back to the game, ‘Dark Builder’ might have lower scores, but that’s because pixel art inherently faces challenges in the art department. Yet, I’ve also played it extensively, and the art style is actually very impressive.”

“What’s so impressive about pixel art?” a planner scoffed disdainfully, “Have you seen many pixel art games take off?”

Qiu Yu turned his head, his youthful face looked very young, but his eyes shone with a sword-like gleam.

Facing the old planner’s nitpicking, he said directly, “‘Dead Cells,’ ‘Terraria,’ ‘Under the Legend’—I can easily name many pixel games. Have you played any of those?”

The old planner wanted to argue, but couldn’t utter a word.

In the face of these universally acclaimed masterpieces, any rebuttal seemed pointless.

Standing up, Qiu Yu spoke leisurely, “Although it’s pixel art, ‘Dark Builder’ pays great attention to detail, and the handling of the finer points is not weakened by the pixelation but allows players to focus more easily on the game itself. In contrast, our game may look pretty, but the high cost of art rendering has brought on a problem, which is the need to limit the number of enemies on the screen. This greatly reduces the game’s exhilaration.”

Hearing this, KongKong nodded slightly, “This is a problem, but why didn’t you mention it before?”

“I did, but you didn’t listen.”

These words seemed to shift the blame, instantly sparking a defensive reaction from the old planners present.

But before they could refute, KongKong raised his hand and said, “I remember now, there was such a thing. That’s my fault, continue.”

The other planners looked at the two in astonishment.

Today’s KongKong was obviously different; he looked exhausted, like an elderly man on his deathbed, delivering his last words.

This question was insidious.

Even though it’s a game company, Tianyi does not allow planners to play other games during work hours, and they try not to let planners play their own games unless it’s for feature testing.

For a game company, this rule indeed goes a bit too far.

And the opponent’s question was clearly a direct inquiry to Qiu Yu: “You’ve been breaking the rules, have you?”

But Qiu Yu just smiled and said, “I play them in my free time. I only sleep four hours a day, and I play these two games whenever I can.”

“You...”

“Moreover, if I had broken any rules, HR would have come to have a chat with me. What’s your intention in asking me this now?”

“...No intention...”

The other party stuttered, trying to end the conversation, but Qiu Yu suddenly slammed the table, the loud noise causing a bunch of people to tense up instantly.

Staring at the planner who asked the question, Qiu Yu spoke harshly, “So what is it you really mean! The game’s not good, and all you think about every day is how to make someone else take the blame. You’re useless and only know how to stir the pot. Your age is increasing, but your morality is decreasing. Calling you a senior is really giving you too much credit!”

The planner who was berated face-to-face turned pale, unable to say a word.

After the outburst, Qiu Yu’s expression softened, and he added, “As I analyzed, everything in our game is fine except that it’s not fun. ‘Dark Builder’ seems simple, but it’s fun. Fun is the only standard to measure a game, and unfortunately, we’ve lost sight of the essentials.”

KongKong listened and nodded, and at this point said directly, “That’s enough, meeting dismissed. Qiu Yu, stay behind.”

As the planners filed out, the spacious meeting room was left with only the two of them.

An old man and a young one, standing opposite each other, but Qiu Yu was not intimidated and stood firmly, looking at KongKong in front of him.

Looking at Qiu Yu, KongKong saw a younger version of himself.

Back then, he was just like his opponent, outspoken and daring in his actions.

And then he was suppressed by others, wasting much time before he got back on track.

The KongKong who returned became oily and slick, the ideals he once had slowly faded away, becoming adept at passing the buck, with the only remaining goal being making money.

Exhaling deeply, KongKong felt truly old, even starting to reminisce about the past.

Turning back to face Qiu Yu, he asked, “Tell me, how do you understand Tianyi?”