Otherworldly Architect

After the game experience was over, the old professor fell into silence.

Several people looked at him, waiting for him to make a final evaluation.

After thinking about it for a long time, the old professor put down the table in hand, then looked at Mingyan and asked, "I saw that it was written in your graduation thesis that this game will add an explosive monster and more adventure content in the future. ?"

Ming Yan said: "Actually, it has been installed. Open the test content through the debugging window, and there is a chance that explosion monsters will be born around the player."

This was written in his paper, and the old professor nodded.

Then, he closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes and said, "This is a game of kings that is approachable and suitable for all ages."

As soon as it is said, that is to give the final evaluation.

- Game of Thrones!

"In this game, although there is no fixed map, each block can be operated. Although there are no fixed characters and plots, each plot is created by the player. Even if there is no one-word rule or requirement, all the Achievement goals have all emerged spontaneously throughout the game. Characters and the world as a whole are developing step-by-step according to the player's heart - which brings an unparalleled sense of belonging and achievement."

The old professor said,

"A thousand players have a thousand ways to play, and they will never get to the end. It is not the game itself that can limit the game experience of Minecraft, but the imagination and execution of the players. The picture is unreal, but Its core is better than a game with a real picture; the volume seems small, but it provides infinite possibilities and infinite playability.”

Teacher Zhou's expression suddenly changed: "Is such a high evaluation too much for a student's work?"

The old professor said: "Mr. Zhou, you have been in this profession for more than 20 years and have rich experience. But at the same time, your vision is also limited by your own experience."

Teacher Zhou turned pale.

"A good teacher may not be able to distinguish whether students' ideas are geniuses or lunatics, but at least one should not despise every young man who has ideas and actions." The old professor looked at Mingyan, "This is a genius Miaozi, you read it wrong before."

Teacher Zhou stood up, and his words were a little awkward: "You... Anyway, this game is not worthy of such high praise!"

"No, it's worth it." Teacher Hearst said more bluntly, "This is a masterpiece! Do you understand what it means? You just need to improve its completion. The full version of "Minecraft" has this year's 3A Great titles have the potential to be dismounted! Don't you feel it when you are playing? I can see your focus, your dedication to your goals, your nervousness when you encounter an accident, and the fact that you are facing even a small house When you are in the middle of the day, you feel satisfied and proud of the fruits of your labor! Have you forgotten this pure joy?"

Teacher Zhou's lips moved, and he patted the table: "Of course I'm happy! But games are not just for fun!"

"What kind of game is, we are not qualified to be arrogant and qualitative, we can only say that we have been exploring." The old professor sighed, "Mr. Zhou, you have only experienced a few minutes of kung fu, it is difficult to grasp Get to the heart of the work. You shouldn't jump to conclusions, that would be arrogant."

He tapped twice on his terminal, and the big screen quickly displayed the data from the first test of Minecraft in school.

The number of downloads: 1,000 people, and the download channel was crowded as early as 2 am this morning.

Average player online time: 4 hours.

In just 36 hours, these people have been able to play for so long, which shows that even people who are exposed to this game for the first time will easily become addicted to it.

It's a working day, and these people spend almost all their free time in it!

There are many people who forget to eat and sleep, and play all night long. The game was uploaded for a total of 36 hours, and they played a total of 35 hours.

There is one last decisive data, player word of mouth:

Positive rate: 98%!

Even if you don't look at those praises that fill the screen, and specifically call out the few bad reviews, you can see what is written on it—

[Anonymous user: I always think about playing the game after another night, closing the game when I find wheat seeds, and closing the game after digging a cave to make my home... As soon as I look up, it's dawn! Toxic. 】

[Anonymous User: Why not open more downloads! Why! My dad and my brother stole my computer and played all night, I was dying watching it next to me! Why won't you let me play? Too much! 】

[Anonymous user: bad review! Why can I only make a coffin box, Sisyphus has already made a paradise city? This is obviously someone else's world! 】

Couldn't find the real sex.

Not even finished.

On the contrary, those dazzling praises are like flowing water, constantly passing from the screen.

"Probably the gods are playing games",

"It's funny crying woo woo woo",

"Playing with flow",

"I want to live in that world",

"I beg you to open the download",

"Kneel down",

…

The hard facts are in front of you, and no one can argue with these real and vivid player reviews.

Teacher Zhou took a step back and sat down in the chair.

He was wrong, he was too arrogant, and it really was a good game.

In the end, the old professor encouraged Ming Yan and said, "Don't be sad because of a temporary setback. Classmates, the future of this game is very broad, you have to keep working hard."

Mingyan smiled slightly and said, "Actually, I have a lot to learn, and I'm still far behind in many areas. For example, the design ideas are only based on the experience of predecessors..."

The expressions of the rest of the grading teachers suddenly became very strange.

- How far is your design thinking? ?

Ming Yan said: "This work is bad. I think Teacher Zhou has his reasons for giving me 40 points..."

Scoring teachers: Hello! Too much!

Ming Yan continued: "If I rate myself, it should be around 60 points, barely passing. Seriously, I think I can do better, alas."

He sighed with infinite regret, and the voice curled.

The faces of the grading teachers turned green.

- This kind of work has just passed! What about the remaining students? If you fail all of them, will you be called back for review and then fail this subject? Ah? !

The old professor patted Mingyan on the shoulder and said cheerfully, "Well, being modest is a good thing. Young people, keep it up!"

Ming Yan nodded humbly and said, "Yes, I will definitely learn from the teacher and classmates."

Teacher Zhou's face turned blue and white, and finally he realized that he didn't have that face, so he quickly lowered his head and buried it in the document, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

Ming Yan left the conference room, and the old professor inside had to write the final report of the review.

At this time, Ming Yan took out the muted terminal phone, only to find that there were many messages sent from it.

It turned out that it was already close to dinner, and everyone in the class was calling for everyone to go to a five-star restaurant for dinner. Kerri really had a lot of money. He booked an entire lobby, and more than 40 classmates in the class were basically there.

Ming Yan might be the last to arrive. He rented a small shared electric wheel on the street and floated past slowly.

He arrived just in time, the meals had just started, and the young students also began to exchange cups.

Kerry put a hand on Mingyan's shoulder, pretending to be familiar, and said with a smile, "Come on, classmate, have a drink! No matter whether you can graduate this year or not, whether you can get your degree certificate or not, after all, we have four Years of friendship! If you can't find a job in the future, just look for me, I will always remember to reserve one for you with the four secretary positions beside me!"

Everyone started booing, and one of the attendants said yin and yang, "Oh, good luck. People who have all failed their graduation projects can still enter a big company like Vayela. Kerri, you are too kind!"

Creary said, "Hahaha, who makes me dislike my classmates being so down and out!"

Ming Yan shook his head and said, "Then you are quite generous."

Seeing his reaction, Creary was stunned for a moment.

For some reason, Ming Yan was staring at him quietly, and he suddenly turned his head uncomfortably.

"Kerry! Kerry!" Suddenly a student called out, holding up his cell phone, "Look at the alumni circle! Mr. Hearst has sent the alumni circle, compliment you, hey!"

The people at the dinner table all bowed their heads at this time, and Ming Yan also took a look.

[Hirst Lee doesn't want to take classes: This year's architecture majors come out in great numbers, and the completed works are amazing. There is no need to fight for the championship this year. Let's fight for the second place. I sympathize with you. (funny expression)]

"The score hasn't been announced yet, Kerry, you've already won the championship," the follower said, "I'm so envious!"

Kerry had an uncontrollable smug smile on his face, then looked at Mingyan and said, "Speaking of grades, Mingyan still doesn't know his own. one time?"

Ming Yan smiled and said, "This is unnecessary, I'm afraid the result may not be satisfactory."

Creary said, "Don't be afraid! Sooner or later, you have to know. It's better to ask now. You have a good idea. How bad can it go, right?"

"It's still not good." Ming Yan said, "I guess my score is not high."

The more he said that, the more the others clamored for Crerie to know.

Kerry looked reluctant, but he had already taken out his terminal, dialed the communication number, picked it up and said carelessly, "Hello? Teacher Shen, it's me... I want to ask us a question. The class's final grades are clearly stated. ... What's wrong with the rules? Just turn on the computer and take a look and it's over ... Mmmm, yes, clearly stated."

The teacher was probably still translating Mingyan's name, and the classmates coaxed: "Let's open it! Let's listen too!"

Creary then put the phone on the table and opened the exterior.

After a while, everyone heard the teacher on the other end say, "Ah? This is your class?"