章節 86: New Year (2)
In the style of the Kohaku Uta Gassen, advertising is definitely not done so overtly, so this introduction by the host is just about right.
Moreover, as the president of a giant in the electronics industry, he cannot lower his status too much, so this kind of advertising can be considered just right.
Even with this kind of promotion, it's not something that can be achieved solely with money.
The reason why Kentaro Hayasaka did this is probably more for the sake of his own child, and secondly because the field of electronic games does indeed have a promising future, making it worth doing so.
This is just a small episode; the main content of Kohaku Uta Gassen is still the singers' performances.
And now, Takayuki continues to watch the program peacefully in front of the TV.
Buzz~ Buzz~
The phone rings again at this moment.
Takayuki picks up the phone and finds it's Hiroto Tomita, a salesman from the game console motherboard manufacturing factory.
This salesman later became the head of the Red and White Machine special business department, specializing in the production of cartridges, motherboards, controllers, and other hardware for GameStar Entertainment.
As the Red and White Machine became more and more popular, GameStar Entertainment signed another order for two million game console motherboards and long-term game cartridge orders when sales reached six hundred thousand.
Now Deep Eletronics has also become a deep cooperation partner of GameStar Entertainment.
As the sponsor, Hiroto Tomita, this salesman, naturally needs to curry favor, especially at times like this during the holidays.
The two of them exchanged a few words and wished each other a Happy New Year before hanging up the phone.
But Takayuki hadn't put his phone back on the sofa when it rang again.
This time it was an unfamiliar number. Takayuki guessed it might be someone else calling to wish him a Happy New Year.
He picked up the phone again.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"... "
"Hello?"
Takayuki was puzzled.
There was no sound from the other end.
He double-checked that the phone was connected, and he could vaguely hear the sound of beeping from the other end of the line, as well as the faint sound of a fan spinning, as if it were some kind of computer or something.
"Hello?"
"I'm here."
A slightly indifferent female voice sounded.
Takayuki immediately recognized this voice.
"Ms. Tsukino, right? How did you get my number?"
"I... got it from other colleagues."
Takayuki was puzzled.
Got it from other colleagues?
Why does it feel a bit off?
But he didn't think too much about it. He casually said, "Happy New Year. Is there something you need from me?"
"Well, there is indeed something, about game development."
Game development?
Oh right, he vaguely remembered that Ayaka Tsukino had participated in a few game development courses.
But after participating, there was no follow-up. He thought Ayaka Tsukino was considering making games, she always seemed a bit mysterious.
According to other employees of the Second Game Development Team, Ayaka Tsukino is the programming backbone of the team. Whatever problem is handed to her, she can solve it quickly. She's a very talented programmer, but she's a bit of a recluse, just like wrapping herself up tightly even in summer, completely different from many Japanese girls who like to show off their bodies.
Before, Takayuki had thought that if such a talented programmer seriously made games, it would be very good.
When he heard that the other party actively sought him out for something, Takayuki became serious.
"What about game development are you asking about?"
"Do you have any other game development plans in the future? I want to learn from you. Of course, I won't just learn for free. If you have any problems with networks, computers, or programming, I can help you solve them quickly and efficiently."
"Um..."
"Is it not okay?"
"Well, it's not that. It's just that what you're saying is a bit sudden. Why do you suddenly want to learn from me?"
"Because I think I can learn the essence of game development firsthand from you. Otherwise, I'll always be behind until you release a completely new type of game, and then I'll know it's possible to make games like that too late."
"From what you're saying, it seems like you're also working on making games?"
"Yes, but I've never been quite satisfied because every time I feel like I'm doing okay, you always manage to develop a completely new type of game, and then I immediately feel like my game is outdated. It feels terrible."
After thinking for a moment, Takayuki said, "Your idea is actually not quite right. There's no such thing as a game genre becoming outdated or not. It's just whether a certain gameplay is popular with players at a certain time. If you just want to make a game that's popular with players, you don't necessarily need to chase after some innovative game genre."
"No, I just want to make it for myself, so it has to be good enough, and very good, and also trendy enough."
This strange woman seems to be a perfectionist.
She has to make it perfect to be satisfied.
She's not making games to please players, she's doing it entirely to please herself. So if she really wants to learn, there's no problem. Besides, Takayuki also wants to see how good this programmer, praised by the entire Second Development Team, really is.
Usually, when he develops games himself, he can solve problems on his own.
But as the size of the game grows, having a good programmer as assistance can be quite significant.
And she also mentioned that she could help with network problems?
The company also happens to be planning to develop its network platform. In the future, game consoles will definitely be connected to the internet, which is one of the essences of future games.
Pulling her out should be much better than just staying in the Second Game Development Team.
"Alright, after the New Year holiday ends in ten days, you can come and learn game development with me. I also have some new ideas. If you have any questions about game ideas, you can ask me. Of course, you'll also be busy then."
"Okay."
"Is there anything else?"
"No."
"Then I wish you a Happy New Year."
"Um, Happy... New Year."
Ayaka Tsukino seems a bit uncomfortable with this kind of polite exchange, saying these things sounds much more awkward than discussing work.
It would be very awkward to continue chatting, so Takayuki decisively hung up the phone. Takayuki is not the kind of person who is good at small talk. If the other party doesn't have any topics, both sides will be awkward, so it's better to hang up directly.
Ayaka Tsukino, holding her phone, stared at the computer screen for a while. She was still sitting on a chair at home wearing a tank top, seemingly not planning to change her posture for a long time.
However, after hanging up the phone, she seemed to look a little happier than before.
As for Takayuki, his phone didn't ring again afterwards, and he continued to eat oranges alone. Later, he would prepare some food. This New Year's would pass just like that.
At this moment, Takayuki always feels a bit strange. He came to this world with parents, but it seems that his parents have hardly returned since the original owner became an adult.
His mother is a well-known painter, and his father seems to have been involved in investment, but later followed his wife to write novels abroad, but it is said that the sales were not very good, and it seems that he was just writing novels to pass the time.
These parents can be said to be totally indifferent.
There is only one person in this big house now, and even Sayuri had to go home. Otherwise, the house would be livelier.
In his previous life, he had wandered outside for many years, and there were also several years when he didn't go home for the New Year. In fact, he was used to the feeling of being alone.
Just...
"Why do I suddenly feel a little sad? I thought I would have some changes after crossing over, but it seems that my essence hasn't changed much."
Takayuki sighed softly, then prepared to leave the TV on and sleep on the sofa for the night.
However, just as he was a little drowsy and about to fall asleep, the sound of the doorbell woke him up.
"Who would come at this time?"
Takayuki was puzzled, and slowly got up from the sofa, while the doorbell kept ringing incessantly.
"I'm coming, I'm coming, stop pressing."
Takayuki lazily walked to the entrance and opened the door, where he saw a figure.
It was a woman wearing a beige woolen coat, with a woolen hat embroidered with Princess Peach on her head, and a pair of cute cat ear earmuffs. Her hair was slightly loose, looking very smooth.
When she heard the sound of the door opening, the figure immediately turned around.
"Sayuri?"
Takayuki widened his eyes, obviously very surprised.
"Weren't you supposed to go home for the New Year?"
Sayuri smiled happily, wearing a pair of knitted Mario woolen gloves on her hands, and holding a basket with a faint steam rising from it.
"I live in Tokyo, and I've already spent the New Year with my parents. There's just some food left, so I brought it over to you! Also, Happy New Year, boss!"
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