MTL - Hello, How Long Has This Been Going On?-Chapter 5

Weekday afternoons always seem long, the sun outside the window is lazy, and the office is filled with a drowsy atmosphere.

Tao Zhiyue saw that many colleagues seemed to be wandering away, and some of them were secretly dozing off. Wang Heng, the planner who usually communicates with him more, didn't look for him. It is estimated that the requirements for the next version have not yet been written.

Tao Zhiyue almost fell asleep again, he forced himself to cheer up, and if he fell asleep again, he would suffer from insomnia at night, which would be a vicious circle.

There was really nothing to do, and there were no new hot technical topics for him to explore in the Little Green Bird community. Tao Zhiyue simply opened the game's official scarf and read the player's feedback in the comment area.

Most of the comments are insulting the official for being stingy, the drop rate is touching, making Krypton look ugly, but there are also some comments complaining about game bugs, Tao Zhiyue looked through it carefully, and related the content of the bugs to the code he wrote , all remembered.

Although the functions have been tested before going online, especially Tao Zhiyue will self-check several times, but in the actual use process, it is inevitable that there will be problems of one kind or another.

Sometimes it is because of model adaptation problems, sometimes the old code is accidentally overwritten, and many times the reason cannot be found at once.

Although he died suddenly because he worked too hard in his previous life, Tao Zhiyue still has a pure love for programming.

When he was a child, he liked to watch construction teams build houses. It was almost like magic to watch people combine unremarkable bricks, tiles and cement into magnificent tall buildings.

Programming is the same for Tao Zhiyue. Construct complicated and meaningless data into a clear logical chain, constantly seek path optimization, and finally get a set of simple and beautiful codes, which will bring great benefits to Tao Zhiyue. Satisfied and happy.

Tao Zhiyue carefully analyzed the causes of these bugs, then began to conceive of optimization solutions, and sent a message to Wang Heng, asking him if he could add them to the requirements and solve these problems in the new version.

Then he saw Wang Heng bounced up from his seat, and waved at him courteously.

Tao Zhiyue: ...?

Seeing Tao Zhiyue's face full of question marks, Wang Heng quickly bent down to send him a message.

[Planning-Wang Heng: Brother Tao, go out for a walk. ]

[Planning-Wang Heng: Light a cigarette for the boss.jpg]

A moment later, Tao Zhiyue stood by the side of the road, holding the milk tea Wang Heng stuffed for him, and took a sip blankly.

The sweet and milky taste fills the heart, and the soft taro **** are also delicious.

Tao Zhiyue was very polite, "Thank you, it's delicious."

Wang Heng immediately became excited, "Brother Tao, do you want to be a producer yourself in the future?"

"Ah?" Tao Zhiyue felt that his thoughts were jumping, "What producer?"

"Game!" Wang Heng was in high spirits, "Brother Tao, you are so capable, you definitely won't work for others all the time. Now this is a skin-changing game that everyone pinches their noses, and even the producer doesn't care about the player's feedback and feelings." , I just want to make a wave of quick money, but Brother Tao, you are still so responsible, if you do the project yourself, you will definitely be able to make a particularly good game."

Tao Zhiyue wanted to explain that he was just bored and looking for something to do. If he was not afraid of offending his colleagues, he would also like to solve the bugs left by other programmers together. But looking at Wang Heng's serious eyes, he couldn't say anything.

If programmers are classified as creators, every creator should have fantasized like this: throw away the boss, throw away Party A, and only start from interest and do what they love.

Wang Heng observed his expression and was a little surprised, "Brother Tao, haven't you considered the future direction of development? Many programs will want to transform when they are in their thirties."

Tao Zhiyue really didn't think about the future, he always felt that the current life seemed to be stolen, and it would be great if he could live in peace until the end of the plot.

Before he could speak, Wang Heng self-criticized and said: "I'm sorry, I was an idiot, I forgot Brother Tao, you are only 22 years old... I always forget this, maybe because I was still on the exam when I was 22 years old Bi edge wandering QAQ."

At the beginning, the project team was in urgent need of programmers, and it was hard to recruit a newcomer, who was said to be very young.

Originally, a group of them were wondering when this kid would not be able to bear the cruel reality of having less money, more affairs, more projects, and bad projects. As a result, the reality taught them a cruel lesson: Great Gods are different from mortals.

"..." Tao Zhiyue said guiltily, "That's why I told you not to call me Brother Tao."

When he died suddenly in his last life, he was 26 years old. He was the same age as Wang Heng. He was a weather-beaten social person. Now he has become a "child" that everyone in the workplace sighs with emotion. Tao Zhiyue is quite embarrassed.

"No, this is the respect due to the Great God." Wang Heng insisted, and then said anxiously, "If you don't have an idea yet, Brother Tao, are you interested in taking a look at the project I'm working on? Me and an artist I am working on it with my friends, and I want to create a strategy mobile game with innovative gameplay.”

Afraid that Tao Zhiyue would refuse, he quickly added: "It is definitely not the meaning of forcing you to join! If you are free, take a look at our current thinking, and we would be grateful if you could give some criticism, because we haven't found a program yet. I’ve seen it, but I don’t know if it’s very difficult to realize it.”

Tao Zhiyue is very familiar with this kind of dialogue, and he has accepted such invitations many times before. It is not as formal as starting a business, but more like an amateur interest group. At that time, there was a game idea that he really liked. After joining, he was very happy to do it, and he became good partners with those who worked side by side.

Many indie games that have sprung up later were initially formed by such grassroots teams. Even if these games were not able to be produced due to various obstacles in the end, many people can gain like-minded friends because of this.

Friend, a word that is already a little distant to him.

Tao Zhiyue was silent for a while, and said tactfully: "Recently, I have something to do at home, and I'm busy, so I may not have the energy to take on the project. If you need it, I can help you look at the proposal, but I may not be able to come up with any useful suggestions. "

Wang Heng didn't think much about it, and took it for granted that the world of the Great God must be very busy, and he was still very excited when he heard Tao Zhiyue say this: "Okay, okay, thank you Brother Tao, then I'll post it to you on PP, and I use the company Dangdang's post is not very good. By the way, I haven't added you as a PP friend yet."

With that said, Wang Heng took out his mobile phone, ready to open the QR code of the app.

Tao Zhiyue stopped him in time, and continued to talk nonsense without changing his face, "I haven't used pp for a long time. You can send me an email, and I will write to you when I return to the company."

Wang Heng didn't doubt that there was him, so he nodded. After all, Tao Zhiyue didn't even join the company's PP group, and he completely lost contact after work, which is a well-known thing in the company.

"Brother Tao, if you are very busy recently, it's okay to watch it later, we are not in a hurry. I see that you were so sleepy in the morning, and you must have been busy until late yesterday. Pay attention to rest. When I finish my work, I will treat you to dinner." Wang Heng was very sincerely concerned about Dao.

Tao Zhiyue shook his hand holding the milk tea, remembering that he was "busy until late" and chatting with people on PP, he suddenly felt the weight of the milk tea in his hand, "No need, no need, I will treat you when I have a chance Let's eat."

Although I don't know how long this opportunity will take...

After walking back to the company, Tao Zhiyue quickly got into work mode, the time passed quickly, and it was six o'clock in the blink of an eye.

Tao Zhiyue turned off the computer as usual, closed the lid of the water glass, and picked up the shopping bag on the table. It's just that today's mood is not so happy, but rather melancholy.

Xue Huacan next door poked his head out and looked at him with a half-smile: "Are you leaving get off work on time to buy groceries?"

Tao Zhi glanced at him more, and felt that he seemed a little complacent, and didn't know what the **** he was planning. But he was really too lazy to talk, he only showed a very perfunctory smirk, turned and left.

When he raised his hand to check in, Tao Zhi looked back unconsciously in the direction of Wang Heng's seat. He was talking to another planner next to him, and then the two got up and walked towards the door while talking and laughing. They should go to eat together. dinner.

Wang Heng saw him standing at the door, and waved to him enthusiastically.

And Tao Zhiyue will take the bus to the supermarket to buy vegetables, go home to cook, eat, wash dishes, play computer, take a shower, and go to bed.

Tao Zhiyue felt a faint feeling of envy in his heart.

When he sat on the bus, leaning against the window to enjoy the cool evening breeze, he opened the "long time unused" pp in his hand at some point.

From a certain point of view, he did not deceive Wang Heng.

There are only two categories in Tao Zhiyue's friend list, one is called "Life", and there are supermarket accounts that regularly release promotional information. Tao Zhiyue knows that it is a girl who manages it, because he has seen her cut the wrong number and post "ah "Ah, my husband killed me" dynamics, accompanied by a moving picture of a male celebrity, really handsome.

There is also a gym coach who sends group schedules and chicken soup for the soul every day, but because he sent messages too enthusiastically and followed closely, Tao Zhiyue didn't dare to reply after adding them.

In addition, there are the intermediaries he contacted when he was renting a house, and the courier who lost a piece so he had to add friends to compensate him...

The other is the default category "My Friends", and there is only one person in it, which is the HR added last night.

The incident happened suddenly, and Tao Zhiyue hadn't figured out which category to put him in. HR should not belong to "life", but it wasn't considered "my friend". He was more like an accident that suddenly broke into his life. .

While thinking wildly, HR's profile picture in the landscape photo suddenly flashed continuously, which startled Tao Zhiyue.

[HR: Doctor Tao, you are off work! ]

[HR: Although it's already six o'clock, I'm afraid you're still on your way home from get off work, so I dare not disturb you. ]

[HR: But you patted me, probably because you are free now! ]

[HR: /cute]

Tao Zhi was stunned. He looked up, only to notice that there was another message ahead.

[I tap "HR". ]

This is a new function released by pp some time ago. Double-click a contact's avatar, and there will be a message prompt to pat the other party.

Tao Zhiyue seldom uses the chat function of PP, but in the forum, he has seen some people’s complaints about social death because of taking a picture, and he has also seen the macho coach posting chicken soup in the feed: some customers are always hesitant, after adding friends If you have been silent for too long, you will feel more and more embarrassed to take the step of change. Now with Pai Yi Pai, as long as you pat me, I will take the initiative to take you to change!

It must have been when he was looking at the friend list in a daze just now, and accidentally clicked on HR's profile picture.

Tao Zhiyue felt embarrassed at first, staring at the message from HR, a little at a loss.

There was a lot of noise around him, and the evening wind gently brushed his face through the open car window.

Slowly, the sense of loss in my heart miraculously disappeared.

Tao Zhiyue felt that it was probably because the red-faced and smiling default soybean emoji was really cute.

[Tao: Good evening. ]

[Tao: I'm free, I won't be cooking today. ]

[Tao: What happened? ]

Tao Zhiyue looked at the shops lined up on both sides of the street, the neon lights on the signboards flickered in the night, restaurants and restaurants opened their doors to welcome customers, enthusiastic clerks stood at the door and yelled, and diners were already busy on the simple tables and chairs set up in the open air. He drank wine with his arms full, and the aroma of cooking wafted everywhere.

It's okay to be lazy once in a while, he thought.