To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 730 - 412 Its You (Second Update)_1

Chapter 730: 412 Chapter It’s You (Second Update)_1

Chapter 730: 412 Chapter It’s You (Second Update)_1

“Before, I never really liked games and similar feelings persist even now. However, after playing this game, I’ve found that it’s much more interesting than I had imagined.”

“It’s very imaginative and has its own unique charm. And it’s also very educational, showing me that the potential of games is greater than I thought.”

“My views on games were too one-sided before. Games are actually an indispensable part of our lives. Whether it’s playing Go or your aunt playing Mahjong, essentially, there’s not much difference, as both are forms of entertainment. But games have a special feature—they allow us to experience different lives and gain different insights.”

The director of studies must have been pondering these words for a while, as after speaking them, he seemed a bit embarrassed, continually cleaning his glasses as a way to conceal himself.

Meanwhile, Huang Ping watched the director of studies and noticed that the man didn’t seem so stern anymore.

As he cleaned his glasses, the director of studies continued, “I have only this one daughter. She’s got a bad temper, likes to sulk, and sometimes acts impulsively. I appreciate all the trouble you’ve gone to on her behalf.”

After some thought, Huang Ping realized that his girlfriend didn’t have these issues.

These must be problems stemming from the confrontations she has with her father in everyday life, but since it’s their family business, it’s better for him to keep silent.

After rambling on about a lot, the director of studies put aside his professional identity in that moment, almost like a father recounting the stories of his past with his daughter.

He even pulled out an old photo album and started explaining the story behind each photograph to Huang Ping.

“Here she was three, wanting to put everything in her mouth. She chewed on my glasses more than a dozen times, but fortunately, she never swallowed them.”

“She was five years old in this one. I was working overtime every day back then. Some students’ parents didn’t want their children to go to school, so I visited each one. By the time I got home, it was already late at night. I would come back and find her asleep at the door, holding half an egg she’d saved for me.”

“This is a picture of her at twelve. She started getting annoyed with me then, and I just treated her like one of my students. But the more I disciplined her, the more rebellious she became. Once she went to college, she hardly ever contacted me. All the news I got was from her mother.”

“This was taken when she graduated from college; I went to her school and took it secretly. She hadn’t invited me; I went without her knowledge. Look, how happy she was smiling back then.”

As he went into detail about each photo’s origin, the director of studies looked back reflectively at the people in the pictures and then sighed, “After playing, I’ve realized that time waits for no one. Some things, once missed, are missed forever. If you don’t make amends now, you might not have the time later. One day, I’ll say sorry to her, but whether she’ll say it’s okay is up to her.”

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After dinner, the two elders saw Huang Ping and his girlfriend off.

At the door, the director of studies hesitated for a moment before he looked at his daughter and said, “Take care of yourself.”

“You too.”

After leaving the house with his girlfriend, Huang Ping returned the stun gun to her and said, “Didn’t need to use it.”

“That’s a pity. What did you and my dad talk about in the room?”

Huang Ping wanted to share his father-in-law’s experiences, but seeing the director of studies’ shadow in the window, he felt that these were things his father-in-law should tell her himself.

Perhaps it would be at a small wedding ceremony in the future, or maybe when their child was born.

Although he didn’t know when, Huang Ping felt certain he would tell her.

So, he just smiled and grasped his girlfriend’s hand, blowing a warm breath over it.

“Nothing much, just that being able to create games is really great.”

The next day, Huang Ping spent the whole day accompanying his girlfriend around her hometown, meeting her old school friends and besties, and they returned to Rong City that evening.

On the third day, he arrived at Fang Cheng Studio, full of energy, only to be called aside by Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng looked at Huang Ping for a while and then nodded his head.

Although the boss asked nothing, Huang Ping felt like Fang Cheng knew everything, but this feeling quickly faded.

Looking at Fang Cheng, he asked with curiosity, “Boss, what’s up?”

“North America has given us a Best Narrative Art Award; I want you to go and accept it.”

“Why is it me!” Huang Ping exclaimed in surprise, “I just got back from vacation! I want to work!”

“Last time the game didn’t win an award, and I felt you were quite disappointed, so this time we got an award, and I thought it could compensate you a bit.”

“Boss, you can’t do this to me! I don’t care about the awards in North America anymore, I really don’t want to go.”

“No need to say more, when you were away, your colleagues already picked you.”

Huang Ping widened his eyes at his coworkers, while they awkwardly shifted their gaze away.

There was no way around it, office politics are just that cruel.

Whoever is not there, the most troublesome tasks end up on them.

Huang Ping glared angrily at Monkey, at Xiao Douzi, at Lin Nan, and he even stared at Sanmiao at the front desk for a long time, but nobody responded.

Suddenly, he thought of something and hurriedly said, “Aren’t we still under sanctions from North America? I can’t go there!”

“About that, the sanctions have already been lifted. There’s no problem now. They’ve even sorted out your visa, afraid that we wouldn’t send anyone over.”

“Why are these people so considerate all of a sudden? Are they that eager for me to go over?”

“They say, ‘The Legendary Adventure of Cheng Tianhua’ is just too outstanding. If we don’t send someone, the credibility of the Best Narrative Art award will plummet, so there’s no helping it.”

“Then don’t include me!”

With no other choice, Huang Ping finally had to reluctantly decide to head to North America, and he took his wife with him.

As his wife happily packed her bags, she noticed Huang Ping’s face resembled a bitter melon, and asked curiously, “You’re on a business trip at the company’s expense, why aren’t you happy?”

“Ah…” After a long sigh, Huang Ping said helplessly, “I want to work.”

“…Hopeless.”

Even though Huang Ping was completely unwilling, he still ended up on the plane heading to North America, once again arriving here.

Unlike the previous cold reception, just after getting off the plane, Huang Ping and his wife were greeted by people there to pick them up.

As soon as he revealed his identity, the others were overjoyed, then escorted the two onto the business van parked by the road, and after closing the door, anxiously shouted, “Drive, drive quickly, they’re coming!”

Seeing the tour guide so anxious, Huang Ping immediately felt that something was very wrong.

The security situation in North America is well-known; street robberies happen from time to time, and in certain places, ‘GTA’ is not a game—it’s completely a daily routine for the locals.

Quickly using his newly switched SIM card phone to input the local embassy’s number, Huang Ping anxiously asked, “What’s the rush for?”

“If we’re not quick, we’ll miss out on getting you,” was the reply.

Right as Huang Ping was about to make the call, the other person handed over their business card, then said with emotion, “Meeting you is really not easy, Mr. Fang Cheng. I am the PR manager from Games 2000, and this time we’ve invited you for a collaboration meeting before the grand game expo starts. Those guys behind us are from Giant Hard, but they weren’t as quick as us, haha.”

Looking at the other person’s smug expression, Huang Ping handed back the business card and said, “I feel like you don’t really understand me.”

“Why is that?”

“Because I’m not Fang Cheng, I am the chief strategist, Huang Ping.”

After that, the PR manager didn’t say a word.

And after that, throughout Huang Ping’s entire trip to North America, that person never appeared again.