Chen Jiyun didn't like him, and that dislike was written on his face, so Wei Ran didn't like Chen Jiyun very much either.

Lin Shenzhi saw Wei Ran's unhappiness, and said softly, "Ji Yun is not a bad person, he will understand."

Wei Ran was noncommittal.

"I'll wait for Fangzheng's side." Wei Ran took out the wedding invitation to Fangzheng.

After the car stopped downstairs in Lin Shenzhi's company, Wei Ran didn't let the driver take it, and walked to Fangzheng's studio.

Fang Zheng and his family live in the same community. They grew up together. They are also college classmates. After graduation, Fang Zheng opened a game company with the support of his father.

It has been half a year since the game company was founded. A few days ago, the first game independently developed by his studio was just released.

Wei Ran went over this time, not only to send invitations, but also to see how Fangzheng's game was going.

Fangzheng's studio is not far from Lin Shenzhi's company, but the location is much more remote. Wei Ran took a detour to find Fangzheng's studio in a residential building.

When Wei Ran entered the door, Fang Zheng and his few employees were staring at the computer in front of them with frowns, until Wei Ran made a sound, and few people noticed that there were more people in the room.

"Come on." Fang Zheng raised his head, but didn't get up. He and Wei Ran no longer needed a polite relationship. They had even seen the other side peeing his pants when he was a child.

"How's it going?" Wei Ran found a stool and dragged it to Fangzheng's workstation to sit down.

The screen in front of Fang Zheng is displaying the download page of his game, and Fang Zheng is reading the comments below.

There are not many comments, there are only ten pages in total, with twenty comments per page.

"It's not very good, it's a lot worse than expected." Fang Zheng showed a sad face.

Founder of this game has already started planning and writing in his junior year. He was so confident that he was even ready to be a hit, but the reality hit his face.

It's been almost a week since the game was released, and there are quite a few players who have downloaded and tried it, but most of them have not given very good reviews.

Most game platforms are based on 10 points. When a popular game first came out, it usually got 8 or 9 points, and even the almost got 7 points. His game now has only 6 points left.

There are only six points at the beginning, and the later score may not exceed four points, and the passing line will not be reached.

Wei Ran took the mouse and looked at the comments, some of them were euphemistic, only saying that there was nothing new and interesting, and some of them were quite straight and hurtful, and some were cursing.

Among them, there are also some serious opinions. There is a long paragraph. Wei Ran chose one or two to look at it, but it is meaningless.

It's not that the other party's serious comments are meaningless, but if it is really changed according to the other party's words, the entire game will have to be rewritten, and it will not be the original game.

Moreover, even if you change according to what the other party said, it may not be better than it is now, after all, it is difficult to adjust.

Faced with this situation, Wei Ran didn't know how to comfort her.

Fangzheng got up and went to the side to pour water, "Actually, I didn't expect this to happen, but when I think about it now, I vaguely noticed something was wrong during the production process, but I always thought I was a genius at the time, and I would definitely be able to shoot it with one shot. red……"

Wei Ran listened quietly.

Fangzheng said for about ten minutes, and stopped after analyzing the whole game before and after.

Fang Zheng looked at Wei Ran, "How is your work?"

Wei Ran shook his head, "I still haven't found it."

Wei Ran and Fang Zheng graduated from the same school. After graduation, Fang Zheng officially moved into the studio he had been planning for a long time, while Wei Ran entered an endless job search period.

It's not that Wei Ran can't find a job. On the contrary, when he was a junior, he independently designed a blockbuster game that won the Best Game Award. There were countless small studios that offered him olive branches. , but Wei Ran refused.

Wei Ran has his own ideas.

He has no interest in the small studio, because even if the small studio is in, at most, he will do chores such as outsourcing the game from others to check for bugs.

He wants to enter a large studio, preferably the core team that designs games. Only in this way can he participate in the production and development of games, learn things and accumulate experience and contacts, and in the future, it is possible to lead the team to develop his own games.

He wanted to make a game of his own.

He has a game from freshman year to graduation. He has already written the game mode and basic program, just waiting for a suitable opportunity.

However, large studios generally do not recruit people casually, and recruits also recruit some logistics or customer service, so the resumes he delivered after graduation were completely wiped out.

Fangzheng also invited Wei Ran to join his studio as a technology stock, but Wei Ran refused.

"If you want me to say that you can just ask Lin Shenzhi to get you a studio, he is so rich, how can he lack this? As long as you speak, it's not what you want." A man of the same grade came over.

He is also Wei Ran's college classmate, and Fangzheng's shareholding partner, called Wu Mingyi.

Wei Ran put away his smile, he didn't like others to talk about it.

There is a gap between him and Lin Shenzhi, but he did not marry Lin Shenzhi for money.

"You are hypocritical, what's wrong with being realistic, the money is yours when it's in your hands..."

"Don't say a few words." Fang Zheng interrupted Wu Mingyi.

Wu Mingyi looked at Wei Ran, shouted boredom, turned and walked away.

Fang Zheng retracted his gaze, "Don't pay attention to him, he is just unbalanced. At school, everyone is the same, and social disparities will show up..."

Wu Mingyi used to be the popular king of their age, a student union cadre.