"Goodbye, teacher~~~"
"Goodbye, senior!"
"Bye, bye!"
Wang Chuan waved goodbye to the students, then headed to the department director's office.
Apparently, the director had something to tell him and had specifically asked him to come by after class.
"Wang Chuan, I heard you signed up for this official event. I received some new information and thought I should let you know!"
"Please, go ahead, Director~~"
After exchanging a few pleasantries with the director, Wang Chuan took a seat and got down to business.
"I heard the judging system for this event is going to change, so you should be mentally prepared."
The director wore a kindly expression as he carefully advised him.
"Apparently, the previous few events weren't very successful, so this time, the official organizers have handed the dominant say in judging over to the players."
"The judges' scores will only account for forty percent, while player scores will make up sixty percent. So if you need to make changes to your game, you'd better hurry!"
The director had put it tactfully. What he really meant was that Wang Chuan should pay attention—if his game was too artistic, he should hurry back and revise it so he would not miss out on a ranking.
After all, the essence of events like this was to select high-quality products, then use good currency to drive out bad currency and correct the state of the market.
But the games selected by the officials in the previous events had all leaned more toward artistry than commercial appeal, so they had failed to serve that purpose very well.
At the end of the day, games were still products. If players did not approve of them, then no matter how artistic they were, they would not achieve the intended effect.
As a result, whenever there