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After Du Ang left, Fang Zhao took a closer look at the office.
Other than the desk and the microcomputer, the most eye-catching feature was the row of bookshelves.
Few people read paperback books these days, but there were still some. Some people liked the retro style, while others just liked the feel and feel of paper.
There were probably tens of thousands of books on the bookshelves in this office. Some looked very new, while others had been flipped so many times that the edges of the books were wrinkled. Perhaps it was because the materials had been upgraded, but Fang Zhao did not see any torn pages. Or perhaps the books that had been flipped through had been replaced with new ones.
Who knew how many supervisors this bookshelf had gone through?
Fang Zhao skimmed through the books. Most of them were about virtual idols, ranging from their historical evolution to technological updates to their form and nature.
"The Concept and Cultural Characteristics of Virtual Idols," "The Aesthetics of Virtual Idols," "The Emotional Expressiveness of Virtual Idols," "A Brief Analysis of the Reg Dimension."
Fang Zhao picked a book about the development of virtual idols and sat down in his chair to read.
The office was much better than the one on the black street. There were no interruptions, and there was plenty of light from the windows.
Fang Zhao flipped through page after page. The more he read, the more he realized how different the entertainment industry of this era was. The virtual revolution began after the end of days, in Year 206 of the New Era. Reg, known as the father of virtual idols, invented the Reg Dimension, which put virtual idols on the big, glittering stage. Under the sun, they competed with real stars and ushered in a golden age of virtual idols.
"After the Period of Destruction, the world economy recovered quickly and science and technology advanced rapidly. Digital technology was one of them. It digitized all the information in the real world and reproduced it through sight, hearing, and other senses. It was also possible to synthesize images, texts, sounds, and images that didn't exist in the real world.
Virtual idols synthesized by electronic technology were also a product of the visual era. They emerged from the virtual world and stood before people, animated on the big screen, and celebrated in every venue. There's no denying that the Reg Dimension was an epoch-making invention. "
Fang Zhao read the introduction of the Reg Dimension in the book. It was amazing.
The "Reg Dimension" was a virtual world. Three hundred years ago, Reg, the father of virtual idols in the new era, created a combination of physics and computer science. Virtual idols were created from this application technology.
Three hundred years ago, Reg Ge revolutionized virtual technology and created the Reg Space. This allowed future virtual technicians to better and more realistically create a virtual image.
The Reg Space could accommodate billions of colors, breaking away from the limitations of projection space. It made the dynamic effects of virtual idols smoother and more natural. They could be projected into the air and within reach, regardless of viewing angle.
In the words of the book, the creation of a virtual idol is a process of creating an image in the virtual world and giving it life.
The virtual idols, born in the Reg Dimension, gained new life from the brains of the people working behind the scenes, as well as new electronic technology.
Today, three hundred years after the Reg Dimension's creation, virtual technology had been upgraded countless times, making virtual idols even more perfect. But all of these new technologies were built on the foundation of the Reg Dimension. It could be said that the Reg Dimension was the cornerstone of virtual idol technology in the new era, a technology that every person working on virtual idols had to understand.
Reg Ge had created the Reg Dimension and ushered in the golden age of virtual idols. But three hundred years later, Reg Ge was long gone, and the golden age of virtual idols was no more. This wasn't because of the Reg Dimension, but because of people.
People were the true masters of the Reg Dimension, the hands of God who created virtual idols!
If he had a choice, Fang Zhao would love to go back three hundred years and see what the golden age of virtual idols was like in books and documentaries. Movies couldn't compare to experiencing it in person.
Fang Zhao was in a dilemma as he returned to reality. He could find technicians, but first, he had to decide what kind of image he wanted to create.
The book said, "In the Reg Space, you are like a painter with a paintbrush, a sculptor with a knife, creating your own dream."
The problem Fang Zhao was facing now was this: Even if he was given a pen and a knife, what would he draw? What would he carve?
Just as Fang Zhao was deep in thought, three visitors came to visit.
Ya Erlin, the head of the arrangement department, Julian, the head of operations, and Bu Lai, the head of the logistics department.
"Tsk tsk, it's rare to see someone here." Ya Erlin pointed to a few corners of the office with a boneless finger. "It's still too empty."
"It's fine. Fang Zhao, is it?" Bu Lai, the head of the logistics department, said with concern, "Don't worry, I'll have a sofa delivered to you tomorrow. Let me know if you need anything else. As long as it's not too difficult, I can get it done."
"That's right. Don't stand on ceremony with Bu Lai. He's got a lot of funds. Just transfer some to him and he'll be able to get it done," Julian said with a smile.
The three of them had come to take a look out of curiosity. They didn't think it was appropriate to leave such a ridiculous project to a newcomer, not to mention a newcomer who had done well in the new talent contest. Wasn't this bullying?
Even though they didn't think it was appropriate, they would never accept the project. Bu Lai had only agreed to compensate Fang Zhao in terms of supplies. He didn't dare mention anything related to the project.
"Fang Zhao, I know you majored in composition. How much do you know about virtual idols?" Julian asked.
In terms of age, Fang Zhao was much older than Bu Lai, but this body was still young, so Fang Zhao didn't take it too seriously. As for Julian's question, Fang Zhao thought for a bit and said, "Virtual idols, like Xun Huai and Fei Lisi?"
Julian and the other two went silent for a few seconds. They didn't know how to respond.
After a pause, Julian laughed. "Young man, don't set your sights too high. You'll be disappointed if you set it too high."
Everyone knew that the two big companies specialized in virtual idol production, especially Tongshan True Entertainment. Every idol they released was an idol with tens of millions of fans. This year's Xun Huai was also a success. They had already started investing in a movie, and it would only get more popular in the future. How could Fang Zhao compare to Silver Wing's flop virtual idols?
"You don't have to reach the level of Xun Huai and Fei Lisi. Anyway, just do your best. We won't blame you if you fail, "Bu Lai said with a sigh.
Ya Erlin rolled his eyes. Yes, they wouldn't blame Fang Zhao, but it was hard to say what the higher-ups would think.
"Do any of you have a favorite virtual idol?" Fang Zhao asked.
"Of course!" Ya Erlin was about to say something, but he stopped abruptly and smiled sheepishly. "It's all in the past. Don't bring it up."
Fang Zhao glanced at Julian and Bu Lai. They didn't seem to want to talk about it either.
"We're just concerned about you. Fang Zhao, you go ahead. We have to get back to work." Bu Lai waved his hand and left.
"I have to go, too."
"Me too."
Julian and Ya Erlin slipped away. As Ya Erlin walked out the door, he was secretly glad he'd stopped talking. If he'd said too much and Fang Zhao followed his instructions and created a virtual idol, he'd be held responsible for the project's failure.
Thank goodness!
After the three supervisors left, Fang Zhao hadn't even finished two pages of his book when someone else came by.
The newcomer was in his 30s, unshaven, and his palm-length hair was a mess. There were red marks on his face, probably from sleeping on his desk. This was the only employee in the department Du Ang had mentioned.
"Hi, I'm Zu Wen. I'm a technician in the virtual idol department."
"I'm Fang Zhao, the current producer of the virtual idol project." Fang Zhao gestured for Zu Wen to find a chair.
Zu Wen didn't feel uncomfortable. He dragged a chair over and sat down. "I know you. It's all over the department now."
Fang Zhao knew it wasn't because of the new talent contest. Even though the new talent contest was important to newcomers like them, it wasn't necessarily the case for the rest of the company. So it wasn't hard to imagine why.
The entire Silver Wing knew the virtual idol project had been shoved into the hands of a newcomer in the composition department. It was a hot topic on the company's intranet. Zu Wen, who spent most of his time online, knew.
"Are we really the only ones on the project right now?" Fang Zhao asked.
"Yeah, it's just the two of us now," Zu Wen said casually. "There used to be three, but when I heard you were coming this morning, I applied for a transfer and went to another department."
Before Fang Zhao had arrived, the virtual projects department had not been left with just one person. There had been four people in the morning. Ever since the virtual projects the company had invested in had failed last year, there had been no one to manage the virtual projects department. The previous supervisor and producer was still lying in the hospital. It was said that he had suffered a huge blow and was depressed. He had many complications and had been hospitalized until now. However, they did not know the actual situation.
Since there was no one to manage the department, they were like sheep herding sheep. Every day, they would clock in, sleep, surf the Internet, play games, and knock off at the appointed time. They still got paid every month. It wasn't much, but it was easy.
Now that the project was about to start, the three of them were scared off.
"Why did you stay?" Fang Zhao asked. "Everyone else left. Why did you stay?"
"I didn't have time." Zu Wen yawned. "I still had to file a transfer application. I fell asleep in the middle of it this morning and just woke up."
Fang Zhao: "..." No wonder Du Ang didn't curse when he saw Zu Wen sleeping during working hours. He was probably worried that if he scolded the last person away, there would be no one left.
Seeing Zu Wen yawn nonstop, Fang Zhao suddenly asked, "Are you a celebrity chaser?"
"Are you talking about the virtual reality idols that are currently active on the Internet?"
"Not just that. The old ones count too."
"If that's the case, I'm not a celebrity chaser." Zu Wen grinned. "Because I'm a Reg Dimension technician."
Fang Zhao remembered reading about it in the book he had just read. Most Reg Space technicians had the same mentality: What I create is what I pursue. What others create is just an idol in other people's hearts. My idol has to be created from my own hands!
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