"Sister Lan, come quickly!"
"There seems to be some big news today. All the entertainment stations are broadcasting the temporary news from CCTV."
Mi Yahan greeted Bai Lan blankly.
But Bai Lan was confused when she heard Mi Yahan's words.
Normally, this kind of news would appear.
Only major events, major natural and man-made disasters, will be forced into temporary news.
Bai Lan's heart tightened, and she quickly went to the coffee table and sat down.
Mi Yahan is a musical girl who is inexperienced in the world.
She and Bai Lan didn't even talk about each other's work or industry.
Just get along and live simply as roommates and good friends.
She saw Bai Lan just sit down, without having a glass of ice as usual.
Something strange.
Could it be that Sister Lan is feeling unwell today?
Still in a bad mood?
Mi Yahan thought for a while, then stood up slightly, wanting to help Bai Lan cover the ice.
While she was falling down, she heard the news host's voice and subconsciously glanced at the TV.
"At 5 o'clock in the afternoon today, super typhoon Haitang, a once-in-27-year event, landed on the southeastern coast of my country."
"The current maximum wind speed near Haitang Center is 68.2 meters/second. The southeastern coastal area has issued a red warning for heavy rainstorms, and flash floods, mudslides, landslides and other phenomena have occurred simultaneously in some mountainous areas."
"People are asked to stay calm and call the 24-hour on-call rescue hotline in a timely manner. If you are in a safe area, please do not go out. If your area encounters a flood, please evacuate safely under the organization of the local government in a timely manner."
"At present, troops have been deployed to various places for rescue and disaster relief. We hope that people along the southeast coast can move to safety areas in time."
The background on the TV is heavy, and you can see the typhoon footage reproduced in real time on the screen.
The sky and the earth change color.
The sky-covering wind and rain are visible to the naked eye.
Bai Lan stayed where she was, even though Mi Yahan was so dazed that the ice coke spilled out and flowed on her pants, she didn't feel anything.
"Ah! Sister Lan, I'm sorry!"
Mi Yahan reacted in time, her face was heavy and guilty.
I feel heavy because of the news on TV just now.
Bai Lan shook his head, his eyes dull.
For a moment, she seemed to remember something, jumped up from the ground, ran into the room and took out her mobile phone.
She dialed anxiously on her cell phone.
Can't get through at all.
She pressed the screen frantically again to send messages.
No matter how many messages I sent, there was no reply.
She raised her head and looked at the TV. The statue in her hometown, which was regarded as the God of Wind-fixing Pearl, had been smashed into craters by debris thrown up by the typhoon.
Her heart was also shaky with the wind and rain.
"Ding! Ding!"
This string of text message notification sounds was like the sounds of nature, and Bai Lan quickly looked at her phone.
There were several text messages, but the content was the same. She was relieved when she saw the content of the text messages.
"Your mother and I are fine. Our family is in a high-rise building, and we usually stock up on rice, noodles, and snacks. Xiaobai, don't worry. If you don't have enough money, remember to tell your dad. The signal here is not very good, and the phone is always blocked, so I can occasionally send one or two text messages, and Dabai also called and sent a text message just now. I also responded to her, and later I have to send some candles and food to the neighbors who have not stocked up food, so I won’t talk anymore. "
"Sister Lan, are you okay?"
Mi Yahan felt a little uneasy when she saw the change in Bai Lan's expression.
"I'm fine. I just asked about my family's safety. My home is on the southeast coast."
Bai Lan explained, and Mi Yahan breathed a sigh of relief.
Mi Yahan wiped the table and floor, and Bai Lan went to change into a pair of pants. Then they returned to the living room and the two of them leaned together and watched the typhoon scene nervously.
"Currently, according to incomplete statistics, the three provinces of Guangdong, Fujian, and Zhejiang and Hangzhou have lost... At present, the Senate has established a special charity fund for rebuilding homes. People from all walks of life who are willing to lend a helping hand can... This fund will be used to restore people's livelihood in the three provinces. and infrastructure construction, and the remaining part will be invested in education programs in the western mountainous areas."
Bai Lan and Mi Yahan saw the announcement of the special charity and looked at each other involuntarily.
"I think we can do something."
Bai Lan spoke concisely and to the point. She was already looking at how much money she had left.
Unfortunately, because I redeemed "I WANNA", I just changed my house and a lot of things.
After deducting daily necessities, Bai Lan could only donate about 100,000 yuan in cash.
The continued profitability of "The Sky of Fate" is worrying, and "I WANNA" has no specific prospects for the time being.
Bai Lan scratched his head anxiously.
"Sister Lan, I've donated it."
Mi Yahan did not hesitate to donate a sum of money to the national special disaster relief department in accordance with the announcement.
Bai Lan glanced at it.
Um?
500000? !
Didn't see it! Jiu Mengzi is actually a little rich woman? !
But Bai Lan didn't care about the rich woman or not at this time.
All she could think about now was what she could do.
do what?
As a game producer, you naturally want to make games.
Bai Lan didn't expect that as soon as he planned to improve his ability to make games, he would already be under so much pressure.
She glanced at the TV and then switched to the Fengfengzhu statue in her hometown.
Although there are many bumps and bruises, it looks scarred.
But the Dingfengzhu still stood firm in the storm.
Whatever it is.
Everyone will support them in their own way, right?
"Meow Han, I might have something to do. Do you think..."
Bai Lan pointed to the room and said apologetically.
"Well, don't worry, Sister Lan. I also have something to do and I want to be busy. Let's work hard together!"
Mi Yahan raised her fist.
The two of them didn't leave much ink, so they each got into the room and started working on their own things.
Not long after Bai Lan left the computer, he sat back again.
She placed a fresh iced Coke on the table and a jar of mints.
She won't eat snacks tonight, she will burst into tears.
I don't plan to continue to make the map of "I WANNA", but I plan to make a classic mini-game by myself.
Then all the proceeds from this little game will be invested in charitable donations.
And she decided to make the first classic mini-game.
It is a trace in the lives of countless people in previous lives.
"Mine Sweeper"!
But Bai Lan has only played it and knows the general game mechanics.
Now she needs to rely on impressions to reproduce the entire game, and carry out deconstruction, scheme design, logic design, and finally complete game production.
She not only had to learn how to build the framework, but also the details and practices.
This is completely different from when you have a project.
Maybe this is the path a real game producer should take.
Bai Lan really had a hard time figuring it out at the beginning.
But soon.
She got the hang of it.
For example, the design of data structures.
Based on his own abilities and ideas, Bai Lan chose the global Date data type and set static variables.
It is equivalent to someone asking you how many apples are on the table.
You count them like 1, 2, 3.
Although stupid.
But safe and effective.
