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Li Xiaomeng shook Gu Qingshi's arm violently, waking her up from her sleep.

"Stop shaking, stop shaking, help me."

Li Xiaomeng was not polite. He grabbed Gu Qingshi's arm, put it on his shoulder, and carried the girl on his back.

Although Li Xiaomeng looks like a silly loli who is not much older than Gu Qingshi, she is not a deadbeat like Gu Qingshi. Li Xiaomeng, who keeps fit regularly, can easily carry Gu Qingshi on her back.

"Hold on tight, boss!"

Gu Qingshi leaned on Li Xiaomeng's back in a daze.

No, isn’t this child too brave?

How come everyone is only 1.5 meters tall, so she is the weakling?

Ta-da-da! Li Xiaomeng ran into the elevator and put Gu Qingshi down with a gasp.

Gu Qingshi poked Li Xiaomeng's cheek and questioned her life, "What did you eat to grow up?"

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, Gu Qingshi's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground.

The alcohol was too strong and she hadn't recovered yet. She had just woken up and her body was numb and she hadn't reacted yet, but now all the aftereffects of being drunk were coming back.

"Boss, let me help you!"

"Oh, don't!"

.......

.......

Gu Qingshi had just finished being tortured by alcohol when Bai Chengming and his gang returned to the company late.

In a certain office building, Longyuan Network, the "Broken Sword" project studio.

"Broken Sword" is a martial arts-themed MMORPG that Bai Chengming is planning, and its positioning is similar to "Against the Cold" or "A Dream of Jianghu".

MMORPG has always been an enduring theme, both in the past and present. However, from the early Miracle and Legend to the mature Warcraft and FF14, the popularity of MMORPG is gradually declining.

From Gu Qingshi's perspective, the biggest reason for the decline of MMORPG is its strong social attributes.

Games like "World of Warcraft" and "Jian Wang" place great emphasis on player social interaction, and even artificially force players to socialize through professional division of labor, tasks, and guilds.

If you want to play a dungeon, you must have a warrior, a mage, and a priest, right?

No, then you get beaten.

To go to a more extreme level, you can directly create a threshold for the dungeon activity, and determine how many people are required before it can be started.

When players begin to actively socialize, many vibrant communities and neighborhoods can be formed within the game, which are the main force for the survival of the game.

But what is visible to the naked eye is that the number of main players of these games is decreasing and their stickiness is also declining.

Therefore, FF14 later abandoned the necessary social interaction and added stand-alone elements. Its designer Yoshida also said: "Online games do not require online every day. You can come back to play the new content of the current version after the version is updated, and then play other games after that."

MMORPG attempts to create a virtual world for players to live in, but players do not have enough time to travel back and forth between virtual and reality.

Perhaps when VR technology matures or social pressure is generally reduced, MMO will rise again, but its decline is unstoppable at the moment.

After thirty years of development, this parallel world has also shown such a trend.

Bai Chengming knew it very well, but he didn't care.

It's so funny, they never thought about long-term operation.

This game is just to make a quick buck and show off to the company's top brass. As for the players, who cares?

The Internet has no memory, and players will forget about this skin-covered online game in a few months.

Back in the office, Bai Chengming sat down at his workstation with a sullen face.

Next to him, a bald middle-aged man handed me a cigarette.

"Old Bai, Xiao Tang just got here too, calm down."

Bai Chengming didn't answer and asked:

"Is that new intern doing programming?"

"Hey, you're still angry. Not really, not really."

"Is there still a vacancy in the publicity and promotion team? Transfer her over."

The middle-aged man was startled, and quietly took back the cigarette, and whispered: "Isn't this bad?"

Bai Chengming didn't care. "What's wrong with that? The salary for publicity and promotion is good, and the technical requirements are low. Can't Xiao Tang do it?"

Promotion and marketing are good, but they are directly related to the studio’s revenue.

If you don't do it well, it will be a big deal.

......

Tang Manyan was assigned to the publicity and promotion team without knowing why.

She was the girl who asked Bai Chengming about his background in the hot pot restaurant. She majored in game development and came here for an internship as a junior.

Faced with the requirements of her leader, what could she, an intern, do? She was still waiting pitifully for the internship certificate to be stamped.

She had just touched her boss's sore spot this morning. If she made him angry again, she would be in trouble.

Moreover, the salary of the publicity and promotion position is one thousand higher than that of the programmer. Tang Manyan can't figure out whether her leader likes her or hates her.

The application submitted in the morning was approved by the HR department in the afternoon, and Tang Manyan quickly picked up her bag and joined the publicity and promotion team.

At this moment, the publicity and promotion team is discussing the promotion plan for the game. Their "Broken Sword" has officially entered development, and now they need a promotion to let players know.

The discussion in the office was heated.

"Come on, let's brainstorm."

"Boss, let's just do a regular promotion first. Let the game website write a few articles and post a few pre-order ads. There's nothing much to promote about our skin online game..."

Although the employees didn't say it, they obviously thought so.

Tang Manyan had just joined the group and was acting like an ostrich with her neck shrunk.

"You know nothing! Look at Star Studios, they were able to promote such a crappy game. Can't you think of new ways?"

"How can this be compared?!"

A group of publicity and promotion personnel wailed.

Since September, "Star Studio" has become a dark cloud hanging over the heads of publicity and promotion professionals in the industry.

You say it's cheap, this promotion is really cheap.

But this promotion is really useful!

Gu Qingshi's approach is too wild, and it has made the industry's publicity and promotion people miserable. I really don't know how to replicate it.

The head of the publicity and promotion team sighed and turned his attention to Tang Manyan, trying his best to save the situation.

"New here, Xiao Tang, right? Tell me what you think."

Tang Manyan was shocked and had to leave the crowd.

She is a graduate of a professional game development department and knows nothing about the promotion and marketing industry.

Even a PhD student studying superconductivity may not know the properties of cuprous sulfide. For her, a student who has not even graduated from undergraduate school, publicity and promotion is even more of a distant field - she knows nothing about it.

Tang Manyan's eyes drifted to her watch. The edge of the dial of the ladies' watch was engraved with the signature of a celebrity, so this watch was 500 yuan more expensive than normal products.

She asked weakly:

"Then we go find a celebrity to endorse it?"

Chapter 22 [Drunk Theater]

Gu Qingshi felt like an elephant was pressing down on her.

She couldn't even breathe in her dream. She took a few gasps for breath and then woke up with a sudden snap.

"What's so heavy?"

The girl blushed and pushed the things away.

With a thud, there was a crisp sound of foreheads colliding with the ground.

"Ouch, it hurts~"

Li Xiaomeng fell to the ground with a thud. His eyes were full of pain and he sat on the ground, covering his forehead.

As he spoke, Li Xiaomeng looked at Gu Qingshi with grievance, "Boss, you're too harsh!"

It turned out to be Li Xiaomeng... and she was quite heavy...

Gu Qingshi frowned slightly. How did this guy get into her bed?

"Hey, why are you sleeping on my bed?" Gu Qingshi tidied up her messy clothes and snorted, "You didn't do anything bad, did you?"

"How dare I, boss! Xiao Meng, I am innocent!"

Gu Qingshi jumped off the bed, pushed Li Xiaomeng to the corner, rubbed Li Xiaomeng's chubby face, and sniffed it.

It tastes very good, with a light milky aroma, and it smells like the body odor of a normal girl that has been marinated in seasonings.

The moist breath hit Li Xiaomeng's face, and Li Xiaomeng shrank her neck, "Boss, the unspoken rules in the office are against the law..."

"Who cares about you?" Gu Qingshi took a look at Li Xiaomeng's pair of A's and curled her lips.

After saying that, Gu Qingshi grabbed Li Xiaomeng's little hand again and looked at the strands one by one.

The hands are chubby and the nails are manicured.

Gu Qingshi let go of Li Xiaomeng's hand and felt relieved.

"Why are you in my bed?"

"Boss, you were drunk last night, so I came to take you home!"

"What does that have to do with you running into my bed?"