Chapter 89 The more you shout, the stronger you are
Zhou Yizhou was sitting in the office when he suddenly felt that he really needed to get busy again.
Mr. Lu is a person who usually has ideas when doing things.
Now I have spent money to acquire the studios of these three people,
And provide the other party with liquidated damages and the platform,
Or I should leave these three people to myself.
Moreover, the game "Out of Control Accompaniment" is always emphasized.
This must have a profound meaning!
Thinking of this, Zhou Yizhou put the paper cup on the table, stood up, and walked out to the office.
Pushing open the door, Zhou Yizhou saw three new arrivals.
Sun Qianli is carving the handle shell with a knife.
Wang Hao leaned on his workstation in a daze.
Gongmin was sketching in pencil in his sketchbook.
Three young people.
Three people who seemed unreliable but actually accomplished something.
Zhou Yizhou suddenly understood.
The game "Out of Control Accompaniment" has never been just a joke.
The real problem may not be their creativity.
But they didn't complete the journey.
Mr. Lu brought up the idea that there is no music in the music game.
Can the music be completed by the players?
As soon as Sun Qianli saw him come in, he immediately stood up straight.
"Teacher Zhou! We just came up with a few new mechanisms!"
"But...it just doesn't feel special enough, not new enough."
Zhou Yizhou did not rush to speak, but walked to the window.
Gently open a corner of the blinds and look at the street scene outside dyed golden by the sunset.
After a long while, he turned his head.
"Do you know... why Mr. Lu asked you to remove the music?"
The three of them were stunned.
Wang Hao said weakly: "It's... innovation"
Gong Min added: "Or, they want to save costs."
Sun Qianli shook his head: "Or... it's simply not necessary."
As soon as these words came out, the other two couldn't help laughing.
Zhou Yizhou also smiled, but there was a different light in his eyes.
After Lu Ming communicated with him, he immediately went to experience the game developed by the three of them.
After his own active thinking, he felt that there were many more ideas in his mind.
He looked at the three of them.
"No, it's because he wants you to make up for what the game didn't give players."
"What do you mean?" the three asked at the same time.
Zhou Yizhou walked to the whiteboard, picked up a marker, and wrote a few words:
【Sense of participation】
"In traditional music games, the designer sets the rhythm and the players follow it."
“But now we’re going the other way.”
"Let players become the rhythm makers of this world."
The three of them opened their eyes wide at the same time.
"We don't give him rhythm, we don't give him music"
“We just give reactions.”
“Just give feedback.”
"Let him use his own way to restore order to this out-of-control world."
On the whiteboard, Zhou Yizhou drew another circle and wrote:
Visual feedback
【Operation rhythm】
【Reaction Beat】
“We can design a dynamic screen that generates various effects based on the player’s actions.”
"The impact sensation, vibration frequency, and screen particle effects can all be recorded in real time by the rhythm perception system."
"We don't give music, but we make players think they hear music!"
“Let rhythm exist in the feel, feedback, and lighting effects.”
“Every operation is a melody.”
"Each combo is a measure of chord."
"It's not that we don't have music, it's that you haven't played it yet!"
At this point, Zhou Yizhou has come out of his depressed state, with a marker in his hand flying as he looks at the whiteboard full of design sketches.
The more they listened, the more excited they became, and their eyes became brighter and brighter.
Zhou Yizhou suddenly stopped.
"Actually, that's all I can say!"
"As for how this game is going to work, it still depends on the three of you!"
"Just like when Mr. Lu asked me to revise Bullet Time, he only gave me a partial inspiration!"
"I created 'A Bitter Journey Through Time' after my own reflections, and the same is true for you!"
After that, Zhou Yizhou took them to a separate office specially prepared for the three of them.
Then I went about my own business.
After Zhou Yizhou left,
The three of them were silent for a few seconds, and the only sound in the conference room was the faint hum of the air conditioner.
Then, Sun Qianli suddenly stood up with a "bang".
"I see!!!"
Wang Hao was so scared that the pencil in his hand almost broke.
"What are you crazy about?"
Sun Qianli's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered the truth of the universe.
"Teacher Zhou just said that we should focus on the players' sense of participation!"
"The visual feedback and operating rhythm I just mentioned are actually the core of what we want."
Sun Qianli began to dance,
"For example, players can dictate a sentence: Flame Slash!"
"Then our system determined this was an attack command and responded with a fire-attribute slashing image."
"At this time, if he matches the rhythm, for example, flame... slash...!'"
"The attack animation will be divided into three parts according to the rhythm of his voice, bursting out one after another!!"
"Every beat can be recognized by the system and generate a unique battle melody!"
Wang Hao was stunned.
"Damn... so the more immature he yells, the cooler he looks when he fights."
"right!!!"
Sun Qianli was so excited that he seemed to be injected with chicken blood.
"Our game style is originally a two-dimensional style, so it's normal to have some Chuunibyou!"
"So, we don't need to change the name, and we can just keep it as 'Out of Control Accompaniment: Platycodon Overture!'"
"Yes! Players can express themselves freely and speak any phrase. The system will recognize the syllables, speaking speed, and emotional fluctuations..."
"Then match it with a Foley battle effect! It's like, the more passionate you shout, the stronger you are!!!"
“It’s not that we don’t make music, it’s…”
"We're going to use the voices of players from all over the world to write this out-of-control accompaniment!!!"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Hao's hand shook and he almost threw the marker pen cap away.
He suddenly turned around and looked at the whiteboard, his eyes sweeping over the key words written by Zhou Yizhou.
It turns out that this is the soul of "Out of Control Accompaniment".
This is not a music game without music.
Rather, it is a "battle rhythm platform where everyone is a composer"!
It’s not that we don’t give you the melody.
It's you, the player who controls this out-of-control world.
Use moves, language, and beats to bring out this rhythm!
“The rhythm doesn’t come from the game, it comes from the players themselves.”
Wang Hao began to feel restless. He suddenly opened his notebook and took out the attack design sketch they had designed before.
"If you break each action down into segments, like drawing a sword – turning – slashing, then the beat will have a rhythmic feel."
"Each time, players can freely combine these segments and use voice commands..."
“It’s custom action + custom rhythm + custom battle sound effects!!”
Gong Min also became excited:
“You can also design interesting scenes, such as a whispering gallery!”
"In places like this, the player's actions will leave an echo, and the next attack can be superimposed with the previous rhythm to form an ensemble attack!"
“It’s like a one-man orchestra. The more you operate, the more complex the rhythm becomes!”
"It eventually formed a battle symphony that belonged exclusively to him!"
As they talked, the three of them became more and more excited!
From being acquired to being guided!
This all happened so fast!
In the past, they always thought about doing the client's tasks well.
I never realized that they are just as good when they immerse themselves in projects!
Regardless of whether this game succeeds or not, at least, this is a sense of accomplishment that they have never experienced before!
They really beat the master to death with random punches!
Sometimes, they themselves don’t even realize how powerful their ideas are!
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