Chapter 7
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His first attempt resulted in a score of 0. This was the first time Qiu Hengyang had encountered a situation like this.
Other than that, Qiu Hengyang had noticed the upper fourth of the screen was blank, and had the words Ad Space written on it.
Qiu Hengyang nodded: these words had changed his opinion of designer number Seven.
Qiu Hengyang was the founder of hengyou.com, and had been actively researching video games. Therefore, he valued the commercial model and value of games.
Lin Hai noticed that Shi Huazhe’s eyes were glistening, and he was trying to hide it. Lin Hai couldn’t help but be curious.
In the end, he glanced at Shi Huazhe’s screen. On it was the results screen of FlappyBird: Score: 4, High Score: 4.
2Lin Hai quickly looked away, barely holding in his laughter. It seemed that Shi Huazhe was angry because of that. Fair enough, he had been playing for ten minutes to achieve a high score of 4. That score wasn’t even in the top two hundred, anyone would be mad!
3Sensibly, Lin Hai chose to not pry into it…
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1The game experience round continued. The whole round was an hour long, and only ten minutes or so had passed.
Of the seven hundred people in the audience, almost six hundred of them had played FlappyBird. However, only a small portion of those were still pushing on; others chose to play other games.
Chen Mo wasn’t worried. When the emcee was introducing the other games, he learned the abilities of his competitors, and most of them were barely competitive.
Other than a handful of works that were passable, the others weren’t even comparable to his FlappyBird.
Put it this way: the games had better graphics, resources, and content compared to FlappyBird. But in terms of gameplay and speed of spreading?
-I’m not targeting anyone specifically, but what I’m saying is that everyone here is garbage!-
6Indeed, when trying other games, most of the audience quickly closed them, and reopened FlappyBird.
Not saying that the game was fun, the most important part was grinding the high score!
Why not say that the game was infectious. It did get stale after playing for a while. It was also quite boring, and most importantly, torturous! But after just closing it for five minutes, the desire to reopen the game came back.
1Chen Mo knew this from the reactions of the audience. Now, he only worried about the judges.
If the judges all rejected the game and disqualified him, it would still be over!
However, as long as one of the judges acknowledged his game, first place would definitely be his!