I! Game Designer! Drive the Little Girl Crazy at the Start

"Qiu Yaoyang's anniversary?"

In Huanyu Company, Cui Hongye looked at the invitation letter sent by the secretary, glanced at it lightly, shook his head and threw it aside.

What an anniversary, even if Qiu Yaoyang makes more games, he is still a small company, and he has recently been targeted by some foreign giant game companies.

In Cui Hongye's eyes, Qiu Yaoyang's anniversary? Inviting them to watch the ceremony, in his opinion, is a gesture of goodwill?

However, as a big manufacturer, it is naturally impossible for him to participate in such an event.

Although the views on Qiu Yaoyang have changed, the overall situation remains the same.

These big factories have rich resources and don't care much about Qiu Yaoyang at all.

Making games may be a good player, but there is no platform for publicity, and the upper limit is there.

Cui Hongye glanced at the invitation letter and threw the invitation letter of the special guest into the shredder.

........

Small and medium-sized game manufacturers rarely come out for a dinner.

After three rounds of drinking, some game makers complained bitterly.

"MD! I was sued by Penguin again. They were obviously plagiarizing, but instead they sued me for touching their game, and now my game is about to be taken off the shelves."

"At least your game is on the shelves. My game was directly reviewed and failed, and the STM platform did not give it at all. Now those manufacturers are getting more and more excessive, and some games that they regard as a restricted area are not allowed to be released. Penguins are the backs. Relying on giants to enjoy the shade, giants don’t care whether we live or die…”

"It's even worse for me, MD, I made a VR game, but they don't represent it at all. 467 has made me unable to post any games or online platforms."

They vomited bitterly, and even the sumptuous dishes in front of them could not arouse their interest.

These small game makers have been suppressed to the point that there is almost no room for survival.

There are still several game manufacturers in charge who have not come today, it is estimated that the company will not be able to sustain.

And how long can they last here?

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became a little sluggish, and no one spoke, only the bubbling grunt of the boiler.

Suddenly, Du Hang, the head of Wanwei Studio, made a sound, breaking the embarrassment of the atmosphere.

"Okay, okay, since it's a dinner party, don't think about it so much. There must be a way to get to the front of the mountain. By the way, have you received an invitation letter from Xia Ke Shiyou?"

The atmosphere gradually eased, the topic shifted, and some people answered.

"You mean that anniversary invitation?"

At the dinner table, Fang Muyu, the head of a number of game companies, heard Du Hang's words, and remembered the invitation letter, showing a strange emotion on his face.

There was a little complexity in her eyes.

"Although we are all suppressed game makers, we are rivals anyway. Is Qiu Yaoyang showing off by inviting us to the anniversary?"

Fang Muyu's tone was a little impatient, and he looked very angry. After all, he was in a really bad mood right now.

Du Hang shook his head (cdfe), looking at the few female bosses, and she was also a female boss with excellent appearance and figure, with an angry look on his face, he couldn't help shaking his head.

Rubbing his temples, his tone was a little tired:

"You can't be so irritable just because the STM platform has just rejected the game release, calm down, their suppression is not a day or two."

"And Qiu Yaoyang...Although he has the capital to show off, I don't think it is possible. Qiu Yaoyang's character is not very like a person who likes to show off."

Although he has not known Qiu Yaoyang for a long time, he can see that Qiu Yaoyang is a low-key person.

"Anyway, I'm going to see what Qiu Yaoyang wants to do. Showing off can only make my eyesight, and I admit it. As for you, look at yourselves."

Du Hang first expressed his attitude.

After Fang Muyu heard Du Hang's words, he crossed his legs and clicked his tongue impatiently.

"I didn't say I wouldn't go... Besides, I heard that invitation letters are very rare, and it's hard to find a ticket online."

Her eyes fell on the time displayed on the phone screen, 20:53 pm.

It has been an hour since Qiu Yaoyang's anniversary draw.

At the same time, there was a wailing sound on Weibo, and it was exactly eight o'clock.

"African Chief has once again proved his bloodline, what a... Does anyone sell tickets? I'm asking for a lot of money!!!"

"I don't have time to order at 8 o'clock, so the tickets are gone! Thief Qiu, get out, 100,000 tickets are too few! Give me an extra seat! Just stand and watch!"

"Qiu Thief has no tickets for scalpers, don't think about it, it's too embarrassing, since the last offline game of Xia Xia Xing, this time I really have money and can't buy tickets. Damn, I'm so pissed!"

There was a lot of scolding on Weibo, and the resentment caused by the difficulty of getting a ticket was overwhelming, and no one even dared to publicly say that they had won the ticket.

#Knight World Tour Anniversary is hard to find a ticket#

Within an hour after the lottery draw, the entry immediately became a hot search, attracting the attention of the Dragon Country Headquarters.

.........

In an old seven-story building, a girl in a white dress was sitting in front of a computer, and behind her stood a middle-aged couple.

"Lottery draw..." Fu Xianxian was looking forward to it, but was also a little scared. After all, there were too many players and too few tickets.

With the rotation of one wheel, Fu Xianxian's eyes dimmed, and then she boarded another number.

But as a result, her eyes dimmed a lot again.

"Didn't you get it?"

The middle-aged man looked seriously, took off his reading glasses, and carefully recognized the prompts on the screen.

Hearing his father's question behind him, Fu Xianxian bit his lower lip, feeling a little dull.

She said dryly.

"Maybe the game got stuck and missed..."

"Hey... I didn't win the draw, right? How's your brother's mission?"

Perhaps because he was mentally prepared, the middle-aged man just sighed slightly, and then turned to other topics.

When Qiu Yaoyang announced the tickets for the anniversary draw, Fu Xianxian realized that this was an opportunity for her to express her gratitude to Qiu Yaoyang in person.

In fact, this is already the wish of a family of three. After all, her brother has been continued in the journey of knighthood, and it has also brought her parents out of the haze.

But she logged on to the Xia Xing Xing early, but she was unlucky.

Fu Xianxian sighed softly and opened Weibo.

I thought I could find someone to buy tickets on Weibo if I didn't win the lottery, but when I saw the blood and blood on Weibo, the hope I had held was extinguished.

Facing the disappointed parents, Fu Xianxian lowered her eyes slightly.

"Part of it has been done, but I don't know how many tasks will follow..."

Fu Xianxian was halfway through speaking when the doorbell rang suddenly.

"Is Fu Xianxian here? Have your courier!"

"I didn't buy anything online..."

With doubts, Fu Xianxian walked to the door, took the courier, took it in, and opened it up.

A beautiful letter was revealed in front of her, causing her to open it with some doubts.

"The wind travels eight thousand miles regardless of the return date, and the rain falls thousands of miles between heaven and earth."

"We sincerely invite a family to gather together, and look forward to stepping to congratulate..."

"Sincerely, Xia Ke Shiyou..."

When Fu Xianxian saw the invitation letter, she hadn't reacted. After reading the invitation letter several times, her slow head turned again.

"This is... an invitation letter for the anniversary?! Or our family?" Fu Xianxian looked at the invitation letter in disbelief.

"Anniversary?" Fu Xianxian's parents looked at each other and turned to look at Fu Xianxian.

After seeing Fu Xianxian's affirmative nod, there was a gleam in his eyes.

"The wind travels 8,000 miles without asking about the return date, but people have to ask... The rain falls thousands of miles between the heaven and the earth, and the world is blessed... Dad Fu stretched out his hand and took the invitation letter, and looked at it seriously.

"Happiness and grievances are chivalrous, freedom is a chivalry, Fuze... is also a chivalrous... A knight's line..."

Dad Fu sighed softly, he understood what a knight's line was.

"Really caring..."

And Fu Xianxian and Fu's mother also listened carefully, silently looking at the invitation letter, and their expressions were a little touched.

What is a man, this behavior, in the eyes of the three, is a man. .