Making public welfare games: the whole network cried and donated

Zheng Hai said, projecting an image onto the wall of the conference room.

On the screen, it was a young boy about seven or eight years old.

He stood on a wheat field with a small school bag and was surrounded by agricultural workers shuttling around, and he seemed out of place.

He frowned, his eyes blank, his cheeks thin, and his mouth pursed tightly.

The little boy was holding a small game console.

His expression was very lost, it seemed that the battery in the game console was dead.

This seemed to make him very distressed, and he was entangled in something.

The little boy's gaze crossed the farmland and looked towards the mountains in the distance.

The mountains are lush with trees, and occasionally a few white clouds float in the air.

The little boy's lips moved.

Zheng Hai saw this scene and choked up again.

He reached out and wiped his tears.

"Don't blame him, he's only seven years old and he's still a kid!"

Zheng Hai sighed: "What we have to do now is to try to make up for this regret."

"Of course, I mean our own regrets."

Zheng Hai continued.

"The little boy stole his grandmother's silver hairpin to buy a battery and sold it."

"Not only that, but she was also next to her grandmother who sewed socks and skated on the floor."

In short, the little boy's performance was terrible, even bad.

"You can imagine what a blow this is to my grandmother."

Zheng Hai let out a long breath.

"At that time, the little boy did not know how to reflect on himself, he felt that his grandmother was lying to him, and his grandmother clearly promised to buy him a battery."

"I don't know that his grandmother can't understand what he is saying at all, how can she understand what he is saying."

"He was crying and even wanted to eat chicken nuggets."

This time, the deaf and mute grandmother finally understood what the boy meant.

Unfortunately, Grandma made chicken stewed with water, not chicken nuggets that the little boy wanted to eat.

The angry little boy threw out all the dishes and overturned the table.

Grandma, on the other hand, silently cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the ground.

Not only that, but she also picked up the chicken on the ground.

The end result is that these chickens can't be wasted, of course.

What the little boy didn't know was that the chicken was a laying hen that his grandmother had worked hard to raise for three years.

Therefore, Grandma put the chicken into the pot and cooked it into a pot of fragrant chicken soup.

The little boy smelled the fragrance and suddenly forgot what had just happened.

He sat in front of the stove and couldn't wait to drink two large mouthfuls of chicken soup.

"Ahhh... So hot... Yes... It's so comfortable!

The little boy narrowed his eyes in intoxication.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly reached out from the side.

The hand gently rubbed on the little boy's cheek.

Little boy, head up.

What caught his eye was an old woman's face covered with folds and dark spots.

The little boy froze for a moment, and then he started crying.

"In the end..." Zheng Hai choked

, "In the end,

the little boy was picked up by his mother."

Grandma looked at their departing backs and said lightly.

"Maybe this is the last time Grandma cooks for you."

As the sun sets, the sunset of the sky stains the entire sky and illuminates the sky.

In front of a quaint courtyard door, an old woman walks slowly on crutches.

She was thin, but unusually determined, as if she would never be knocked down.

"Grandma, who do you think I am?"

A crisp child's voice sounded.

At the end of the game, the little boy returns.

After Zheng Hai finished speaking, everyone in the conference room couldn't wait to leave to open the computer to experience the game.

It's an amazing feeling!

They desperately need to revisit it.

And Zheng Hai stayed.

His eyes were slightly red, and his mind had not calmed down for a long time.

"Grandma, how are you doing? I'm going to go back and see you tomorrow. Zheng

Hai dialed his grandmother's phone.

Grandma's laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"Very good, I added a new dress."

"Oh, that's good."

"By the way, I heard you got a girlfriend, how is it?"

"Oh... Not bad.

"Hahaha...,"

Grandma laughed heartily: "I just said, our family Xiaohai is so good, I will definitely find a good daughter-in-law!"

"Hehe, thank you Grandma for the compliment."

Hanging up the phone, Zheng Hai's face showed a trace of melancholy.

In fact, these feelings come from the game.

Without the game, he would probably just be so busy working that he had neglected his grandmother.

He still clearly remembers his past with his grandmother.

Every once in a while, my grandmother would always cook a delicious meal for him.

Although Zheng Hai didn't like it, he still ate the fruits of his grandmother's labor.

Until later, one day his mother took him to the city.

He rarely saw his grandmother since then.

Zheng Hai felt that the game "Love Home" was like a rope wrapped around him, making him involuntarily miss his grandmother.

He thinks it's a game worth promoting, and he wants to get more people to participate.

"The game is really good, and if you really want to publish it on the platform, it can definitely catch fire."

Zheng Hai's assistant said.

"Well, there's no reason why such a game wouldn't go uncensored."

"Yes, full of positive energy."

"It's a world of games full of hope! A healing game world.

Zheng Hai agreed.

At this time, the rest of the audit department also experienced the game and walked over.

"Director Zheng, this game..."

Saying that, Xiaomei choked up.

Zheng Hai patted Xiaomei's shoulder and comforted: "The game has been approved, just wait for when their company will release it."

"Really?" Xiaomei was surprised.

The rest were equally excited.

"Really, and we can also take advantage of this wind to publicize the original intention of our game review department, or the original intention of the game, so that more people like making healing games."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and their goal was to change the manufacturer's mind.

Immediately, Zheng Hai asked, "How does everyone feel?" "

Some of the staff in the trial department began to regret it.

"I regret not being able to spend time with my grandmother, but he's no longer there,"

an older woman said sadly.

"Me too, failed to be filial to my grandmother."

Another younger man also said sadly.

"Alas... I plan to take leave to go back to my hometown in the countryside to spend a few days with my grandmother.

Several men and women sighed at each other.

"It seems that this game is very contagious."

Zheng Hai said in a deep voice.

"Yes, do your best, no matter what, you can't live up to your grandmother's expectations."

"We all have to live wonderfully."

Everyone stood up in unison.

"Yes, it's a wonderful life."