Reborn to Make Games: My Girlfriend is a Game Streamer

Friday morning at 9:40, at the entrance of the Art and Creativity Town Creative Park.

Chen Bainian and Xu Haoran, both over 1.85 meters tall, stood out conspicuously.

They were looking around, their eyes sweeping over the somewhat deserted buildings and sparse crowds in the park.

"You took the day off today, is that alright?" Chen Bainian turned around and asked.

"It's nothing," Xu Haoran said with a smile. "When you mentioned it last time, I submitted my resignation. The formalities are almost done, and if all goes well, I should be completely free next week."

He had been waiting for an opportunity to make his own decisions about the game for far too long. His tone was relaxed, but his eyes were resolute.

"But you," Xu Haoran turned his head and asked half-jokingly, "are you sure the funding will come in? Don't let us down at the crucial moment."

"No problem, sales have already exceeded 100,000. The platform settles accounts on the 10th of each month, so the money will arrive around March 11th here." Chen Bainian's tone was calm, but a hint of barely perceptible excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Wow, 10 already? And it's only been online for a week, right?" Xu Haoran was somewhat surprised. "How much money could that be?"

He couldn't see the back-end sales data for "Getting Over It," but the game had already broken into the top ten of the Steam platform's weekly best-selling list yesterday.

Although it's February, after the winter sales and Christmas, traditionally a slow season for major game publishers, it's also the time when the Steam platform's best-selling charts are most inflated.

Given that "Getting Over It" is not expensive, it is already quite an achievement that it has managed to rank among the top sellers.

Upon hearing the specific numbers, Xu Haoran couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"The domestic region accounts for nearly half, and the high-price region accounts for more than 30%. After deducting taxes and the platform's 35% commission, it's about 1.5 million, which is enough for us to start our next project." Chen Bainian said the calculations he had already done several times.

This is my first real pot of gold since my rebirth.

Although he wasn't so excited that he couldn't sleep, he checked several times before he dared to believe it.

"Moreover, the live streaming popularity is still going strong, and the best-selling list will also bring continuous exposure. Sales next month are expected to be good, and selling hundreds of thousands more copies should not be a problem," Chen Bainian added.

"However, it's hard to say what will happen after that, as the sales of these types of games are mainly concentrated in the early stages of their release."

"That's definitely enough for us as start-up capital," Xu Haoran nodded.

He had already seen the new project proposal that Chen Bainian had sent him.

As the studio's first project, it has a moderate level of difficulty, making it suitable for the team to gel, and the gameplay looks fun.

With Chen Bainian's current capabilities and the large following he brings, the new project is unlikely to have a bad start.

"I'll give you a big red envelope once the platform pays you back," Chen Bainian said with a smile.

Xu Haoran helped him a lot when he was making "Getting Over It".

Especially that troublesome physics engine.

Although Chen Bainian was ultimately responsible for finalizing the debugging, most of the code was implemented by Xu Haoran.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony with you," Xu Haoran replied with a smile.

Seeing his friend's achievements, he felt only joy, not jealousy.

When he helped out, he didn't think about getting paid; he just felt that he should lend a hand to his brother's business.

Now that it's harvest time, he won't hesitate.

Besides, we'll be working together in the future, so keeping accounts clear will actually prevent hurt feelings.

Taking this opportunity, Xu Haoran asked, half-jokingly, "How much salary is President Chen planning to pay me?"

"I'll increase your salary by 20% on top of what you already have. There will also be profit sharing when the game goes live. We'll discuss the specific profit sharing ratio later." At this point, Chen Bainian also showed his sincerity, "Old Xu, what I need is a partner, not just an employee."

Xu Haoran paused for a moment, then his smile widened completely: "Okay."

In a small studio, profit sharing is not the same as equity, but you don't have to bear the corresponding responsibilities either.

Chen Bainian's sincerity is more than sufficient.

The creative park is located in the Zhuantang area of ​​Lin'an.

It is located on the edge of the urban area west of the Qiantang River.

It's not exactly a bustling place.

The park's main gate faces west. Walk south for about a hundred meters and cross two intersections to reach Rainbow Expressway.

There's a bus stop not far from the entrance, which is quite convenient.

Standing at the entrance of the park and looking west, across the two-lane road is a small river flowing from north to south, and on the other side of the river is a villa area with three or four-story buildings.

Looking across the riverbank, the villa area was surrounded by a temporary fence for renovations, and vehicles delivering materials were occasionally entering, but it wasn't too noisy.

The fence was printed with the six large characters "Xiangshan Art Commune," making it clear at a glance that it was not a residential building but a commercial one.

Further west from that villa area, you can see a hill covered in greenery.

When Chen Bainian saw the six large characters on the fence, he was momentarily dazed.

So that's where it was...

As a gamer from Lin'an in later generations, he couldn't possibly have been unaware of this place.

The place where, nine years later, China's first true AAA game, "Black Myth," was born.

Xu Haoran, like Chen Bainian, was gazing at the opposite bank, his tone envious: "If only we were on the other side, the environment there would be so beautiful, nestled against the mountains and beside the water. We could even take a walk when we're tired, and it would be good for our eyes too."

"Then let's work hard and be the first company to move in after the building across the street is completed," Chen Bainian said, as if making a simple promise.

After briefly observing the surrounding environment of the park and checking the map at the entrance, the two walked into the park.

The person who had helped make the connection with Grandpa Qin had arranged to meet Chen Bainian on the first floor of Building C.

The creative park mainly consists of seven six- or seven-story buildings.

The exterior features clean floor-to-ceiling windows, exuding the atmosphere of a modern office space.

As the two walked into the park, they also observed the environment.

As you walk in, the infrastructure is very new, and a milk tea shop and a coffee shop have also moved in.

However, there were few people coming and going, and business seemed rather slow.

After passing through the two outermost buildings of the park, the two arrived at the entrance of Building C in the creative park.

This is also one of the offices of the Art and Creation Town Management Committee in the creative park.

A man in his thirties, wearing a black cashmere coat, saw them and quickly walked out of the door.

"Teacher Chen, it really is you! I was guessing when I saw your WeChat name, what a coincidence!" Qin Ming smiled warmly and stepped forward to shake hands with Chen Bainian and Xu Haoran in turn. "I am Qin Ming, and Qin Zhenguo is my uncle."

"Section Chief Qin..."

"Hey, don't call me section chief," Qin Ming interrupted with a smile. "Since my uncle introduced me, I'm not an outsider. Besides, I watched your and Brother Lou's live stream, so I'm practically a fan. Just call me Brother Ming. I'm a few years older, so don't be so formal."

"Brother Ming." Chen Bainian readily agreed. Having connections would make things easier later. "So, Uncle Qin is your uncle."

"Yes, my uncle." Qin Ming stepped aside to let him in. "Come on, let's go inside and talk."

He led the two towards the management committee's office.