Chapter 468 Fake Interview


    After closing the bathroom door, Gao Ming turned on the shower. The mist made the mirror hazy. He gradually couldn''t see his body clearly, and his flesh and blood seemed to have melted into the mist.


    The hot water washed over his skin, feeling comfortable and a little painful. He felt it all carefully and cleared his mind.


    "Three punishments and wounded officials meet the sheep''s sword, and four pillars are born without children. Everything in the world is fate, and it is not up to anyone to calculate it."


    When his will no longer suppressed his instinct, Gao Ming vaguely heard a voice. The voice did not appear in his mind, but was engraved in his bones and flesh and echoed in his blood.


    "Gaoming, the name we gave you has a special meaning... Your father and mother left early. After grandma leaves, you will be left alone. You have to be well. You must be well."


    His heart was stung, and Gao Ming looked at the blurry mirror. Through the mist, he seemed to have changed in the mirror. He was thin and withdrawn. Black words slowly grew on every inch of his skin, including blessings, curses, There was someone''s name, and he seemed unwilling to forget anything. Those words were buried deeply in his flesh and blood. Gao Ming tried very hard to look at them, but he still couldn''t see clearly.


    His breathing became rapid, and the water mist seemed to condense into a sea that pressed downwards. Gao Ming''s chest rose and fell, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger. He fell uncontrollably toward the mirror.


    "Crack!"


    "Good life? Good life!" There was a knock on the door, and Liu Yi decisively used violence to open the fragile bathroom door. She didn''t care about the water stains on Gao Ming''s body at all, and supported him: "Is it too stuffy here?"


    "It''s okay." Gao Ming''s face was pale. There were fragments of mirrors scattered on the small sink. The thick mist made his body instinctively feel terrified, as if he had been completely swallowed by the fog.


    Liu Yi wrapped a bath towel around Gao Ming, helped him to the bedside, dried Gao Ming''s cheeks and hair first, and then ran into the bathroom to clean up the floor.


    "Hurry up and put on your pajamas, don''t catch a cold." Liu Yi poked his head out of the bathroom, his brows filled with worries about his life. The person he loved most escaped death, but when he returned home, he showed various behaviors. A place that feels strange.


    The trembling fingers slowly recovered. Gao Ming didn''t know why he was so afraid of the fog. He tried hard to recall the self in the mirror: "I once carved everything on my flesh?"


    Twenty minutes later, Liu Yi came back into the house after taking out the trash. She looked very tired.


    "Sorry, I couldn''t help you." The men''s pajamas exuded the fragrance of washing powder. Liu Yi had been waiting for the day when Gao Ming came back, but this made Gao Ming feel that he should do something for Liu Yi.


    "It''s the greatest luck to me that you can come back." Liu Yi took out the hair dryer and sat next to Gao Ming.


    After changing his clothes, Gao Ming didn''t hesitate anymore. He picked up the hair dryer and began to patiently dry Liu Yi''s hair.


    With his eyes closed, this ordinary scene was one that Liu Yi had imagined many times: "Isn''t it good to be like this now?"


    The night was getting darker, and the two people with their hair dried were lying on both sides of the bed. Liu Yi looked at Gao Ming''s "bewildered" face and said with a smile: "I put the thin quilt in the middle, and we both have a good sleep. Don’t think about that mess.”


    "kindness."


    The lights in room 401 were like touched shy grass, closing in the darkness. Gao Ming couldn''t sleep at all, but Liu Yi was just the opposite, sleeping extremely solidly and peacefully.


    The minute hand moved around and around, and Gao Ming heard the slight grinding of teeth and vague murmurs in his sleep. He looked beside him. Liu Yi was lying next to him defenselessly. She didn''t know when she kicked off the quilt. , that face is like that of an innocent child. "Is this the real her?"


    …


    At 6:50 in the morning, the alarm clock rang. When Liu Yi woke up, she found that one of her legs was pressed against Gao Ming''s tight back, and her arm was holding Gao Ming''s head. The quilt between them had been kicked away by her, and Gao Ming was Being squeezed into a corner.


    Seeing that Gao Ming was still "sleeping soundly", Liu Yi got up and washed up, then prepared breakfast, finishing everything on time at 7:30.


    Wearing a professional attire, she gently pushed Gao Ming: "The rice is in the pot, remember to eat it, and don''t run around until you are completely fine."


    The sound of closing the door sounded, Gao Ming''s eyes instantly became clear, and he immediately stood up and turned on his computer.


    After briefly sorting out his clothes and appearance, he had to attend several online interviews today.


    After determining his own strengths and goals and simulating corresponding questions and answers, Gao Ming prepared very seriously until nine o''clock.


    The video screen was finally connected. The first company Gao Ming chose was Motu Technology. This company''s treatment was average, but Gao Ming seemed to have seen it in his nightmares.


    There were several people in the same group who participated in the interview. Everyone had five minutes. Gao Ming specialized in horror and thriller games. When it was his turn, he spoke with confidence.


    "When a player is in a dangerous environment, and he does not have the resources and ability to solve the threat, or even knows what he is about to face, the feeling of anxiety, tension and helplessness will swallow them up step by step. ”


    "Fear is a self-feeding emotion. We only need to trigger players'' excessive imagination, and we can slowly distort the facts, making them feel unprecedented stimulation from psychological to physical."


    Gao Ming straightened his upper body and sat in front of the computer, looking at the three interviewers on the screen. Two of them had already started to read other people''s resumes, and the third one picked up the coffee on the table.


    "In order to create top-notch horror games, I also obtained a certificate as a psychotherapist and studied the weaknesses of the human heart more deeply."


    Seeing no one responded, Gao Ming took out his phone and clicked on a very simple game icon: "This is a horror game idea of ??mine that combines various ghost stories and supernatural stories. I can upload it to you."


    Raising his head, the interviewer put down his coffee cup and stretched out his hand towards Gao Ming.


    "Each ghost story has corresponding special rules and solutions. It starts from a crowded and cramped rental house and slowly unfolds into a whole strange city of ghost stories. I designed a strange mother in the first act. When the people closest to me begin to change, Abnormal..." Gao Ming stopped talking because he saw that the director''s hand did not click the mouse to accept the game file, but picked up the nail clippers on the table.


    "I know your love for horror games, but can you tell me how this game can make money quickly?" An interviewer stared at Gao Ming seriously: "How do advertisers place ads? Your krypton gold growth system What’s the attraction?”


    "Do you also want krypton money for horror games?" Gao Ming is trying his best to create a sense of fear, but the company thinks that money can make things worse.


    "Will the crematorium burn you for free because you make horror games? Will the cemetery be given away because of your love for dreams? Wake up, even paying respects to ancestors during the Ghost Festival still requires burning paper money. "


    (End of chapter)