Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity

   "Online DIY Contest?"

  In Fengyun studio, everyone was surprised.

   "That's right." Fang He nodded, "Open the right to design the general's skin to the players, let them propose the desired general's skin style, and finally choose a creative work."

   "In this way, it will not only stir up the enthusiasm, but also reduce the workload on Lin Tian's side, killing two birds with one stone."

   After recovering from the initial surprise, after careful consideration, several people really felt that this was a very feasible solution.

   "Young people still have a lot of ideas." Lin Tian sighed.

   "But there is one more problem." On the one hand, Henry Zhang adjusted his glasses and raised a question.

   "Once the activities on our side are effective, the Penguin side may plagiarize shamelessly."

   "At that time, what should I do if the situation returns to the original point."

   "Don't worry." Fang He said calmly.

   "Even if the other party wants to follow suit this time, they will definitely not be able to achieve the same effect as us."

   "You know, we still have a hole card in our hand."

   "The hole card?"

  …

  A fish live broadcast company.

   "Fengyun Studio has been doing a lot lately..." Sun Quansi muttered a few times looking at the activities just announced on Fengyun Studio's official account.

   "Brother Sun, do you want to arrange for Daze to fix this too?" The subordinates looked at Sun Quansi's Wang Daze live broadcast room that was open on the screen at this time, and suggested.

   "He, let's forget about him." Thinking of Wang Daze's unbearable artistic talent in the game anchor evaluation, Sun Quansi could only dismiss this terrible thought.

   "At this time, we should count on the other..." Sun Quansi sighed with a melancholy expression.

  At this time, the subordinates looked around, then approached and asked quietly.

   "Brother Sun, I heard that the superior has a lot of opinions on the anchor Mumu recently... Is there such a thing?"

  Sun Quansi's expression suddenly subsided, and he looked at his subordinates very seriously.

"Who said this?"

  The subordinate scratched his head, "There are similar rumors in the whole company, it feels like it's just false news."

  Sun Quansi smiled wryly, "Okay, don't gossip like this all day long, and go do your own thing."

"okay."

   Seeing his subordinates walk away, Sun Quansi's expression darkened.

  Have the rumors spread to this point? It’s no wonder that these people have always been a little absent-minded at work recently.

   These gossips are naturally not groundless.

   As the number one anchor of a certain fish, Yun Mumu is naturally loved and hated.

  In terms of talent, Yun Mumu's quality is definitely far superior to these popular anchors in the same period, but her flaws are also very troublesome.

  The live broadcast is arbitrary, the content does not follow hot spots, and eight out of ten promotion strategies formulated for her are biased to the point of not knowing.

   This time, I went overseas directly, and stopped the domestic live broadcast for so long.

  Time is the lifeline for an anchor. After such a long period of time, if you change to a small anchor, your popularity will have long since faded away.

   I don't know if Yun Mumu is bold or big-hearted.

  In short, the superior's handling of Yun Mumu is also a headache, and the proposal to reduce the other party's exposure and influence is not once or twice.

   Only this time, it was more sensitive.

   "Little ancestor..." The corner of Sun Quansi's mouth was bitter. "You are really capable of tossing around."

at this time.

  There was a commotion in the whole office.

   "Fuck, did I read it wrong!"

   "It moved, it really moved!"

   "Steady, hold on, hurry up and get someone to support you."

  The ear-piercing noise made Sun Quansi frowned, and began to reprimand him loudly.

   "What are you doing, so impatient!"

   "Don't always think about watching the excitement every day, the work at hand is done for me!"

   "No, Brother Sun." The subordinates walked up to Sun Quansi excitedly, pointing at the computer screen.

   "It's Yun Mumu, Yun Mumu is on the air again!"

   "What?!" Sun Quansi glared, and quickly opened his seat to enter Yun Mumu's live room number on the computer.

  It is different from the previous carousel recordings, and a large number of fans who miss Yun Mumu below.

  At this moment, the live broadcast page has already cut into the preparation screen, and the number of people in the live broadcast room is increasing crazily!

   "Is this coming back? When?" Sun Quansi was astonished, as if in a dream.

  The game festival just ended not long ago, and Fengyun Studio seems to be focusing its efforts overseas.

  Sun Quansi thought that Yun Mumu would not be back in a short time.

  In fact, as early as after the game festival ended, Yun Feng arranged for Yun Mumu to return to China.

  In his words, Yun Mumu has played enough of her role this time, and it's time to leave.

  The overseas environment is complicated, and it will take a long time to know what will happen.

  Yun Mumu also enjoyed herself, so she obediently agreed.

   "Hello, hello, I didn't expect it~ I'm back!" On the live broadcast screen, Yun Mumu smiled and began to greet the audience one by one.

   It was as if the broadcast hadn't been off for a long time, and there was no sense of unfamiliarity at all.

   Isn’t it the same as there is no interruption of the broadcast? The other party is still live broadcasting every day overseas, so it’s strange to be unfamiliar!

  Sun Quansi secretly complained.

   "Brother Sun, next, should you walk at a normal pace?" Seeing that Sun Quansi's expression was faintly nervous, his subordinates approached him and asked.

   "What else can I do." Sun Quansi said helplessly, "This guy is playing a surprise attack, and we can only follow behind to wipe his pants."

   "Let everyone put down what they are doing and monitor the background data. Tonight's live broadcast, there is no room for loss!"

   "Okay, I'll make arrangements now." The subordinates looked at Sun Quansi in surprise, it was the first time they saw Sun Quansi look so serious, but they hurried to gather the staff.

   Looking at the busy office, Sun Quansi sighed.

   "It's not the right time to come back."

  His worries are naturally not superfluous. Yun Mumu's rebroadcast is a big news for the entire certain fish company.

  This rebroadcast is actually an evaluation of Yun Mumu.

  Once the value displayed by Yun Mumu declines, I am afraid that the superiors will have countless reasons to ruthlessly block her.

  After all, what they need is not only a thriving cash cow, but also a stable factor that can be controlled in their hands.

  Yun Mumu obviously wasn't satisfied with the latter.

  Sun Quansi watched the number of people in the live broadcast room gradually increase, and his palms were so nervous that he was about to sweat.

  Eighty percent! This is a rough estimate in his mind.

  Yun Mumu's turnover today must reach at least 80% of the daily peak record in order to give the high-level a more satisfactory answer.

  Sun Quansi remembers very clearly that during the period when Yun Mumu stopped broadcasting, the number of fans dropped by 10%, and the degree of discussion and popularity has been continuously diluted.

  Under such circumstances, he is not sure how many old fans will turn to Yun Mumu's live broadcast.

  I just hope it's not too bad.

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