MTL - Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity-Chapter 245 fishing

   "Hurry up, hurry up, be quick with your hands and feet, next, you are not allowed to make any mistakes!"

  In front of the booth in the central area, Yan Linfei was busy, admonishing several employees under him.

  Hurry up and hurry up, and finally set up the booth.

  Although the scale is not satisfactory, but now we can only make do with it.

  At this time, footsteps came from behind Yan Linfei.

  Lao Mo and Yun Feng finally came back.

  "Mr. Yun." Yan Linfei cheered up, and immediately approached quickly.

   "Mr. Yun, the booth is basically set up, just follow your instructions!" Yan Linfei paused, then hesitated.

  “It’s just that because the booth is much smaller than expected, a lot of equipment prepared before can’t be used.”

   "It's okay." Yun Feng smiled and patted Yan Linfei's shoulder, "I'll use it later."

   "Let our people keep it temporarily."

   "Yes!" Yan Linfei's eyes lit up, "Next, should we start, Mr. Yun?"

  Yan Linfei looked towards the corridor of the main entrance, and there was the sound of lively footsteps, and the game fans who participated in the game festival entered the hall.

   "Don't worry." Yun Feng smiled mysteriously.

   "Let's...stand still."

  …

   "It's finally started, I've been waiting for too long guys, I heard that there will be a lot of high-quality masterpieces at this year's game festival!"

   "This is great. It's not in vain. I queued up all night to get a ticket to enter the museum. As expected, I still have to participate in the game festival on the spot, which is the most anticipated!"

   "Stop talking, I'm going to have a good time here today!"

   "Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze!"

  A large number of game fans flocked here, and were soon shocked by the vast hall.

  All kinds of exquisite game logos and guide signs flooded into the field of vision.

  Dazzling lights, restless music, all of a sudden bring players into this atmosphere.

   Here, time will be just a vague concept.

  Participants just have to throw themselves into the carnival of this game.

"I'm coming!"

   "Is this the scene of the game festival? It's too grand!"

   "Damn it, if I couldn't get a ticket, I would have gone too! Sure enough, I feel more at the scene."

   "Stop making trouble, just wait and see, there are many games released tonight, waiting online for cooked meat from domestic bigwigs."

   "Wait a minute, I'll just do a wall flip!"

   "A weak reminder, have you forgotten that there is also a domestic team in this overseas game festival?"

   "My giao, it really is!"

  At the same time, the cameras in the GES venue were already in operation.

   Just being the largest stadium in the United States and Canada can't satisfy game fans from all over the country and even the world.

  The grand occasion of the game festival night will be broadcast live to all parts of the world!

  Naturally, there are also broadcasters in China, and everyone has raised their spirits, enduring the jet lag and staring at the screen for a moment.

  They know that tonight's excitement will never let them down!

  …

Central region.

  With the influx of a large number of game fans, the booths of various game companies have been visited.

   Either play a well-made cg movie, or open the trial equipment in the booth.

  One by one, the players enthusiastically threw themselves into it.

   Each of them is a natural source of information, transmitting the impression of the game in hand to the Internet, causing heated discussions.

   And this is the result that those game teams want to see.

   "It's not ideal, Yunfeng." At the booth of Fengyun Studio, Lao Mo walked left and right, and finally walked to Yunfeng's side in boredom.

   "What's the matter?" Yun Feng who was sitting in the booth calmly sipped his drink and asked casually.

  It seems that all the hustle and bustle outside has nothing to do with him.

   "Ask me what's wrong?" Lao Mo complained.

   "Look at other people's booths, and then look at our booths. Those with few people are regarded as lounges!"

  Following Lao Mo's finger, the booth was indeed empty, and there were very few people. Many of them came here to rest because they were tired.

   "I just said that the location is not good, it's so remote that people can't even find it!" Lao Mo complained.

  Besides, Yan Linfei also showed a wry smile.

  He never expected that no one would care about the game festival that he and others had carefully prepared before it even started.

   "Hehe, you guys are thinking about it." Yun Feng cheerfully put down the drink in his hand.

   "Although the bad location is a problem, don't you find it strange that there are so few people?" Yun Feng slowly raised his hand and pointed in a direction.

   "That, that, that, and there, can you see anything?"

  Old Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at one of the places Yun Feng pointed at.

  There is a turning road. After passing the booths of several game companies at the turning road, go straight all the way, and you can just walk to the main entrance of their booths.

  Passing by there, the booth of their studio can be seen very conspicuously.

   And now, there is a person standing in that position.

  Seeing a pair of student-like young people walking towards here together, the curly-haired person greeted them with the flyer in his hand.

   "Hey, brother! On the night of the game festival, this 3A masterpiece is not to be missed. The war simulator jointly created by Ubisoft is absolutely refreshing!"

   "Eh, is that so? But we're looking for..."

   "What is more important than witnessing history! Come, come, come this way!"

  Unable to resist the enthusiasm of the leaflet staff, half pushing and half shoving, the two players who seemed to want to come to their booth were fooled away.

  Old Mo's face suddenly darkened.

   It’s okay if it’s just a coincidence. The key point is that the leafleter is still leading the two to the Ubisoft booth in the center, and another “flyer boy” suddenly appears at the corner.

   This is definitely not a coincidence.

  Old Mo could see from the shadows with sharp eyes that at least one team was guarding that corner.

  They took root there like a relay, enthusiastically "leading" the players who came one by one.

  Other places are the same.

   "Those places are the only way to our side, but now, the crowd is diluted and shunted by them a little bit, and there are naturally very few people who can reach us."

  Yun Feng shook the little soda water left in his hand, smiling.

   "The reaction of that person is quite fast."

   "You still say?!" Lao Mo turned around angrily, "If you didn't disclose it on purpose before, they would have thought of this way to target you?"

  Of course, Lao Mo could clearly see what happened in the corridor on the second floor before.

   "Don't worry." Yun Feng said.

   "Since they have spent so much effort, the next movement will definitely not be small."

   "This move is just incidental, so watch carefully."

   "The show is just about to begin..."