Xia Jiang quickly finished taking notes and asked, "President Pei, we all know that Tenda Games has achieved a double harvest of sales and reputation so far, which is a very rare thing."

"Many game developers are focused on making profits and choose to overdraw the game's reputation, causing some potentially god-tier works to die halfway."

"There are also some game developers whose works are critically acclaimed but not commercially successful. Although the reputation is good, they cannot obtain enough profits, and even cannot maintain the normal operation of the company."

"I have to say, both of these situations are very regrettable."

"So, can you tell us how you can take good care of both sales and reputation at the same time?"

Pei Qian sighed silently, "Actually, I have no interest in making money at all."

"I never thought about how to balance reputation and profit. Every time I think I'm going to lose money, but I don't know why, my reputation always explodes and sales skyrocket inexplicably."

"I think that Tenda has earned too much money so far, which makes me feel suffocated."

"I also don't understand why players are praising my games while giving me money, which makes me very troubled."

Xia Jiang nodded seriously, and then continued to write quickly.

"A designer who has detached himself from material enjoyment and has an extremely high pursuit of spiritual realm."

"A soul that cannot be burdened by any amount of money."

"Material enjoyment can be satisfied with just a little bit; the pursuit of spiritual realm is endless."

"Never worrying that the goals he sets are too high, but always reflecting on himself."

"'Is my ideological height still not enough?' He often asks himself this."

After finishing the quick notes, Xia Jiang asked again.

"President Pei, now that you have achieved such outstanding achievements, what is your next goal?"

Pei Qian cleared his throat solemnly, "My goal has never changed. I just want to make a game that loses money."

Xia Jiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and quickly wrote in her notebook.

"Could this be the realm of Dugu Qiubai?"

"The lifelong pursuit of most designers is to make a successful game, but he is secretly looking forward to the favor of failure."

"Perhaps, the monotonous victory has made him feel bored. Only an accidental failure can make him feel a little bit of challenge?"

"By using failure as a mirror, one can understand gains and losses."

"There are many people who work hard to succeed, but people who work hard to fail are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns."

"It is hard to imagine what kind of turbulent waves one has experienced to create such a calm and powerful state of mind."

Xia Jiang felt that her thoughts were flowing like a bursting dam, and the "swishing" sound of the pen tip sweeping across the paper was endless.

Pei Qian, who was sitting opposite her, began to fall into deep doubts about life.

Questions in his mind interrogated his soul one after another.

Why isn't she surprised at all by my answer?

What exactly is she writing?

Why does she have a "I understand" expression all the time?

The more Pei Qian looked at it, the more guilty he felt.

That's not right, director, is there something wrong with the script?

I'm already talking nonsense, why hasn't this reporter on the opposite side raised any questions, but has been taking notes seriously, as if I'm saying it particularly well?

Pei Qian really wanted to secretly see what Xia Jiang was writing in her notebook, but the handwriting in the shorthand notebook was like chicken scratch, and he couldn't recognize a single word.

Should I ask?

That also seems a bit inappropriate.

Who has ever heard of a reporter doing an interview and taking the initiative to ask the reporter what they have written down? Isn't this questioning their professional competence? That would be too impolite.

Pei Qian looked calm on the surface, with a smile on his face, but his heart was full of confusion.

He vaguely felt that something was not good.

Soon, they moved on to the next question.

"So, let's talk about your new work, *Turning Back is the Shore*."

"As we all know, you choose different game types every time. What kind of internal driving force is spurring you to constantly move towards different fields?"

"Is it the spirit of daring to step out of your comfort zone, or your instinct to constantly strive for progress, or a detached attitude of treating life as a game?"

Pei Qian was momentarily at a loss for words.

This is getting more and more outrageous!

The previous questions were more objective, but this question has already started to hint at things?

Pei Qian shook his head and flatly denied, "None of the above."

"I just simply hope to try some unknown fields, which can increase the chances of failure."

This time Xia Jiang didn't take notes quickly, but smiled and said, "I understand."

Pei Qian: "???"

What do you understand!

I hate people like you who think you know everything!

Pei Qian was completely speechless. He was now 100% sure that this reporter must have misunderstood, and it was a very, very outrageous misunderstanding.

Pei Qian was very frustrated, but at this moment, reason told him that he must calm down.

Regardless of whether this reporter has misunderstood or not, Pei Qian cannot forget his original purpose.

He must try his best to ruin his reputation among passers-by! To attract hatred in the player community, so that he can reduce some sales, and maybe even make the next game a complete flop!

Thinking of this, Pei Qian restored his indifferent expression and signaled to continue.

Xia Jiang continued to ask, "There are already many professional reviews about *Turning Back is the Shore*."

"Did you expect these professional game reviewers to evaluate this game in this way?"

Pei Qian shook his head violently, "Not at all!"

Xia Jiang smiled and said, "So, did you originally think that the game's content was very obscure and that you had already prepared yourself to not be understood?"

"Huh? No." Pei Qian shook his head, "I never expected that they would make so many excessive interpretations of this game."

"Excessive interpretations?" Xia Jiang picked up her pen again.

Pei Qian nodded, "That's right, it's completely over-interpreted."

"The highly praised plot wasn't made by me. I just randomly found some literature graduates from the school to write it randomly."

"The difficulty of the game is so high, and it's not to increase the sense of immersion."

"I just want to make a game that abuses players. I will be especially happy to see players suffer. This is completely my kind of perverted hobby."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Pei Qian said very seriously.

Xia Jiang also nodded very seriously, "Understand, understand."

Pei Qian: "..."

Xia Jiang held her pen and wanted to take some quick notes, but she felt that it was not very accurate, so she asked, "Then what about 'Pudu'?"

Pei Qian answered truthfully, "It's a cheat weapon I left for myself, but it was accidentally discovered by the players."

Xia Jiang nodded, "So, you also played this game yourself."

Pei Qian was silent.

What should I say?

I didn't play it?

It's just such a simple question, there's no need to lie, right? Besides, no one will believe it if I say that.

I played it?

It doesn't seem appropriate either. I just said that this game is purely for abusing players, but if I also play it, will it be understood that I am also a masochist?

So, Pei Qian didn't know how to respond for a while.

Xia Jiang had an "I understand very well" expression on her face and scribbled in her shorthand notebook again.

"President Pei's humor also left a very deep impression on me."

"Perhaps people who are so successful and strong in their hearts have a natural sense of humor, which makes the originally simple and plain interview very interesting."

"President Pei very simply admitted that *Turning Back is the Shore* is a game that is designed to make players suffer."

"But, before you abuse others, you must abuse yourself. When many players suffer in the game, they will not think that the pain they suffer, the producer of this game has already felt the same."

"'Pudu' is said to be for himself, but isn't it for all living beings?"

"I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty."

"If it weren't for this kind of great compassion of sacrificing one's life to feed tigers and cutting flesh to feed eagles, how could you make a game like *Turning Back is the Shore*?"

Pei Qian, who had already spoken quite clearly, felt a burst of despair in his heart when he looked at Xia Jiang, who was serious and taking notes.

It's useless, she's not listening!

It's completely like talking to a brick wall, the two people's thinking is not on the same channel at all!

Pei Qian had no idea how to answer the next question.

Xia Jiang had finished taking notes and was preparing to move on to the next question.

Pei Qian quickly raised his hand to signal her to stop, "Editor Xia."

"Yes? President Pei, what do you want to say?" Xia Jiang was full of sincerity.

Pei Qian tried hard to choose his words, "Do you think that your understanding of what I said is a little bit...off?"

Pei Qian thought that he was already trying his best to question Editor Xia's professional competence, but Xia Jiang not only didn't get angry, but smiled and nodded.

"President Pei, I understand."

"Your thoughts are too profound. I try my best to guess, but I can only guess a part of them."

"It's like the brilliant Milky Way in the sky. No matter how far you look, you can only see those most shining lights. And those magnificent scenes beyond the field of vision can only be hidden in the darkness."

"I'm sorry, President Pei, I've tried very hard."

Pei Qian: "?"

Am I talking to you about working hard?

You are indeed working very hard, and you have been working hard to misinterpret me!

Why can't I explain it clearly?

No, this interview can't continue any longer.

If it goes on like this, God knows what the final draft will be like!

Pei Qian was thinking about how to get away when his phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was the alarm clock that he set to wake him up at 10 o'clock.

Normally, when the company is fine, Pei Qian sleeps until 10 o'clock. Today's interview was scheduled for 9 o'clock in the morning, so Pei Qian set an extra wake-up alarm clock.

Just right, the original 10 o'clock alarm rang.

Pei Qian turned off the alarm at the speed of light, and then pretended to put the phone to his ear, "Oh, okay. Then wait a moment, I'll be there soon."

After putting away his phone, Pei Qian said apologetically, "Editor Xia, it's really unfortunate, I have a bit of work to do."

"Why don't you continue to interview my employees? I have to go first."

Editor Xia quickly nodded, "Ah, okay, President Pei. Today's interview has been very beneficial to me, you go ahead and get busy!"

Pei Qian silently turned around and left.

Forget it, I can't afford to offend them, so I'll hide!

If I continue the interview, I'm afraid I'll become a Buddha on the spot, I have to slip away quickly!

Looking at President Pei's departing back, Editor Xia silently wrote another sentence in her notebook.

"The most terrible thing in this world is that geniuses work even harder than ordinary people."

After writing, Editor Xia signaled the cameramen to turn on the cameras.

"Let me see, who should I interview for the first employee?"