MTL - Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity-Chapter 263 Twilight Games

   "Everyone, what do you say?"

   After straightening his sleeves, Yun Feng strode towards Frank and the others.

  For Abel who looked like a mourning concubine, he didn't even have the thought of taking a look.

  After the game is over, he is still the Yun Feng who can stir up the situation in the game world.

   Only people like Frank who have reached a certain level are worthy of his attention.

   "I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. About the booth, you are voluntary, right?" Yun Feng smiled, showing a row of white teeth.

   "Don't wait... say that our Fengyun studio is bullying?"

  Frank's tense face twitched.

  Looking around, there were so many people watching when the agreement was made before.

  Different from the day of the game conference, the three of them agreed in public, and there was no room for rejection.

   "Hmph, it's up to you." Frank snorted coldly, turned and left.

  Before he left, he glanced at Abel, who had lost all energy and energy, and his eyes showed disgust.

   "Trash!"

  The three of them left without looking back. As for Abel, they no longer had the slightest thought of taking advantage of him.

   "Wait...wait a minute." Abel came back to his senses and wanted to walk towards Frank in a panic.

  The next moment, a figure in a Tang suit stood in front of him.

   "Don't be in a hurry to leave..." Lao Mo smiled and pressed Abel's shoulder with a playful look.

   "You have nowhere to go."

  In the booth, loud cheers came out.

  Most of the players and staff had excited expressions on their faces.

  It is a shameful thing for the three major overseas companies to be humiliated at the game festival.

Cool!

   "Mr. Yun, you are really amazing!" Yan Linfei moved to Yun Feng's side, already incoherent with excitement.

   "Don't talk so much." Yun Feng smiled at Yan Linfei, "I told you that those extra equipment can be used, didn't I lie to you?"

  Yan Linfei nodded vigorously.

   Not only can it be used, according to the current atmosphere of the venue, even if they switch to the three large booths of Biyu, the equipment is still not enough!

   Fortunately, he saw the opportunity quickly before him, and asked someone to deliver a batch of equipment, which should be barely able to cope with tonight's grand event.

   "Go, move booth!"

  The vigorous movement could no longer be hidden, a group of players gathered around Fengyun Studio and walked towards the booths of Biyu.

   Compared with Biyu's previous appearances, this popularity is more than several times more popular.

  Frank and the others who were moved to the marginal booth could only look at the deserted flow of people in their house with pale faces, and their limbs trembled with anger.

   "You two, are you really looking at Fengyun Studio to make a splash here?!" Jack glared at the two angrily.

   "I just said that Abel is useless, thank you for doing it! I'm afraid his head was squeezed by the door!"

   "Calm down!" Hua Er said in a deep voice, "What else can we do in that situation?"

   "Besides, the water is very deep this time, so we can't help being strong."

  Jack's tone faltered, he looked up at Wall, and asked suspiciously, "You mean...?"

   "Yeah." Frank nodded, and said coldly, "The organizer has also got involved, so it shouldn't be underestimated."

   "Let's take advantage of them this time. Anyway, the previous troubles have been offset. Let them be arrogant for a while."

  Jack bit his lip, and seemed to be a little upset.

   But finally nodded, "I see."

   Right at this moment, three different bells rang almost simultaneously.

  The expressions of the three of them froze.

  The voices are from the mobile phones in their respective pockets.

  There are many people in the game industry with mixed eyes. In order to concentrate on handling affairs, the outside lines of the company are all handled by the secretary.

  The messages that can reach their mobile phones now are people who are familiar with their phone numbers.

  Who is that capable?

  Jack took out his phone impatiently, and a text message lay quietly on the homepage.

  The original frivolous expression was no longer there, and Jack's pupils shrank.

"this is…?"

  …

   "Ah~ah~ Is it really a failure?"

  In a dim hut, Yan Kang raised his head from the flickering computer screen, with a playful tone.

   "That guy, Abel, can only do so much."

   "Fortunately, it's just a chess piece that can be discarded at will. When things come to an end, it will be completely used without knowing it. Just cut it off."

   "It's just Yunfeng, Yunfeng, you still don't know the current situation."

  Yan Kang suddenly lifted the hair in front of his forehead, and smiled with scarlet eyes.

   "There is a situation called lose-lose..."

  In the GES venue, with a few clicks, darkness gradually shrouded.

   "Hey, what's going on? Why is the light dim again?"

   "The power will not be cut off again."

   "Shh, shut up, did you forget the one from Game Fest every year?"

   "It's coming, it's coming!"

   The players just made a fuss, they didn't panic as before, and quickly calmed down.

  In the booth of Fengyun Studio, Yan Linfei and his staff also breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to take a little rest.

  Then, a group of people raised their heads with bright eyes, waiting with anticipation for what will happen next.

   "It's finally time." At the corner of the booth, Lao Mo walked slowly to Yun Feng's side, looking forward to it.

   "Game Festival Judges!"

  Yun Feng nodded, he has not forgotten what he and Abel mentioned.

  In the judging session at the finale of the game festival tonight, he wants to get the first place!

  A bright light source suddenly lights up above the venue, illuminating the surroundings with brilliant light bands.

  Then, the walls connecting the second floor gradually separated, and several parts of the machinery were combined together to form a huge round platform, which moved to the top of the venue.

   On the round platform with the suspended ceiling, a gorgeously dressed host stood in the middle.

  Behind him was a row of people in black uniforms with gold armbands pinned on them.

   It was the group of experts that Yunfeng saw in the VIP room on the second floor.

   "I said why I haven't seen anyone. It seems that the members of these expert groups have a special room on the second floor to observe the booths of these game companies."

  Old Mo whispered in Yunfeng's ear, his tone seemed a little unhappy.

  He couldn't get used to the aloof look of these people.

   "After all, if the organizer's people are too conspicuous, it will not be good for the game festival." Yun Feng smiled and comforted a few times.

   There was a burst of microphone current, and the entire venue fell silent.

  Yun Feng looked straight at the round platform above his head. After the last part of the game festival, the game festival this time is basically over.

   Next, it is time to cooperate with Gu Lian and the others to do something big.

   "Now, let me announce the results of the expert panel's review of the games participating in this game festival." On the stage, the host cleared his throat, but his voice couldn't help trembling.

  Yun Feng frowned, a little strange.

  At this time, he noticed that several members of the expert group seemed to be staring at him.

  Seeing his gaze, they not only restrained themselves, but showed a few smiles with unknown meaning.

  Yun Feng's eyes suddenly darkened.

   "The third game review, the joint masterpiece of Biyu, Snowstorm, and Pukakon, War Simulator..." The host suppressed the anxiety in his heart and read the result aloud.

   This time, more people noticed the fluctuations in the host's voice.

  The next moment, the words of the host completely made the whole venue noisy.

   With a trembling tone, the host read with difficulty.

   "Game review second..."

   "Fengyun Studio...Battlefield..."

   "Game review number one..."

   "Twilight Lion Game Company!"

  Boom—

  The audience was in an uproar.

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