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

"Fu Xian wins!"

The host's voice pushed the audience's cheers to more Gao Feng.

"Damn it! The girl really beat Sao Pig?! The last move she used with Dao Chi was full of murderousness. The girl is too strong, that kind of unyielding will, I feel it..."

"It's very exciting, hahaha! The last move is too tacit! This kind of plot kill where players and NPCs fight side by side! It feels so good."

The cheers and excitement of the audience brought Fu Xianxian back to her senses. Her eyes became brighter and brighter, and her eyes were fixed on the two figures standing on the field.

After a battle, the clothes of the two were a little tattered, but when they stood together, there was an inexplicable feeling of unyielding.

Looking at the projections of herself and her brother on the field, the last bit of haze in Fu Xianxian's heart gradually dissipated, and there was a sparkling flash in his eyes.

All kinds of suffering, only self-transcendence.

It is not easy to walk all the way, the mountains and rivers are ups and downs.

Only by being self-reliant can we be fearless and move forward bravely.

For their family, the game of Xia Ke Xing is not only a game, but also a buffer, a buffer that allows her to accept reality.

She and her parents, also with the help of Qiu Yaoyang, gradually cheered up and got a new life...

Amidst everyone's praise and cheers, Fu Xianxian showed a smile.

At the moment when PDD fell, Du Hang's eyes were surprised. He didn't expect that Fu Xianxian actually won PDD.

He also knew before that, PDD, even if he is old, he is also a professional player. The captain of the last Huashan Swordsmanship Championship team, his strength is of course needless to say.

Being able to defeat him is not something ordinary players can do.

Seeing that he was right, Fang Muyu raised the corner of his mouth and glanced at Du Hang lightly.

"The balance of Xia Ke Xing should be regarded as the pinnacle of the industry. Even if the strength is strong, there are still flaws. It depends on whether others can catch it."

"There is a possibility that the weak will overcome the strong, and there will be wonderful pictures of miracles."

She had been researching Xia Ke Xing before, and what she said now is her feelings.

Du Hang was stunned for a moment, and he had to say that Fang Muyu was right.

A game manufacturer who listened to their discussion next to him sighed with emotion.

"Different games, different players, Qiu Yaoyang provides a fair stage for players to compete. Based on this alone, it's no wonder that knights are not popular."

The others nodded in agreement.

While they were discussing, the host also invited PDD and Fu Xianxian to the stage. The game characters of the two of them, as well as the huge projections of the two NPCs, stood behind them.

PDD glanced at Fu Xianxian, a aunt's smile appeared on his face, and when the host turned his gaze, he regained the demeanor of a master.

The host held the microphone in his hand with a schadenfreude smile on his face.

"PDD, as a 'former professional player', I chose Ni Hongchen but was defeated by this girl, do you have anything to say?"

The host's words made PDD fall into silence, staring at him for a long time, suddenly grimacing.

"Brother, you shouldn't have been sent by the thief Qiu to mess with me."

"The 100,000 spectators at the scene are watching, isn't it bad to publicly execute it?"

PDD's words attracted hilarious laughter from the players at the scene.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't stop jumping, and the barrage had erupted.

"Where did the thief Qiu find this host, he is so good at making things right hahaha."

"Public execution is okay, there are more than 100,000 viewers, and there are live broadcasts outside, Saozhu, you are popular, do you know?"

"I already have a hunch, Saozhu will definitely be out of the circle this time, hahaha, why don't you make your debut in C position."

There was a cheerful atmosphere in the live broadcast room.

The host looked at Fu Xianxian who was smiling next to him, and his tone was much softer.

"Fu Xianxian, as the winner, what do you think?"

Fu Xianxian took the microphone. Under the strong light, she could not see the people in the auditorium, but she knew clearly that in the auditorium she was facing, her parents were there.

She took a deep breath, her brows soft.

"The wind travels 8,000 miles, regardless of the date of return, but people have to ask... I want to thank Mr. Qiu Yaoyang, thank you for this game of Xia Ke Xing, let me and my parents understand what all the past is, it is a prologue... .."

Fu Xianxian stood on the stage with stretched brows and eyes, like a persevering grass, attracting attention.

Her words also aroused the speculation of many viewers.

They looked at the scene of Fu Xianxian appearing on the big screen, and then looked at the projection of Fu Yunyan, the knife idiot. Suddenly, they felt a little familiar.

"Fuck, is Daochi's modeling based on reality? Fu Yunyan and Fu Xianxian look a bit alike, and they are both surnamed Fu, wouldn't it be what I thought?"

"I remember, the female player who often helps Daochi with tasks is her, is it really..."

The audience was a little shocked, and speculation quickly spread.

The host also thought of this, the smile on his face faded slightly, his eyes moved slightly, and he hesitated for a while.

"Can I ask? Your relationship with Fu Yunyan is..."

"Brother and sister."

When Fu Xianxian said these words, there was a relieved smile on his face.

The audience didn't think so much. Fu Xianxian admitted his identity, and the audience fell into an uproar.

"Fuck! Are they really brothers and sisters? I thought they were like this before, but I didn't expect it to be..."

"The wind has traveled 8,000 miles, regardless of the date of return, but people have to ask... This sentence is so sad, I feel that Dao Chi, an NPC, has given the Fu family a new life... Alas, all of a sudden, I kind of miss my parents."

"Qiu thief sometimes annoys us so much, and sometimes it's very touching... Let's not talk about it, I'll call my parents."

"I have to say that my heart is a little blocked, but it is precisely because of this that I already feel that Qiu Thief's game is a part of my life."

The audience has feelings, some emotionally sensitive, and they are already homesick at this moment.

The game makers looked at the two huge projections standing together on the field, and then looked at the grass-like girl exuding vigorous vitality, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Fang Muyu looked at Fu Xianxian on the field with a complicated expression.

"What does gaming mean? Qiu Yaoyang taught us a lesson..."

The other game makers next to them also have a lot of emotions in their hearts at the moment.

"Games, for many parents, are a beast of a flood and electronic heroin; for ordinary players, they are a recreational plaything..."

"But for us, what is a game? What kind of philosophy should be conveyed? Alas, a warm game, not seeking the ultimate profit, 467 is only for the best game, this is his value..."

"And then slowly formed his world. Countless players are willing to indulge in it. In this world, there are feelings and warmth..."

Fang Muyu was silent for a long time, sighed softly, and said his own opinion.

A group of game manufacturers froze for a moment and fell into deep thought.

..........

In front of the huge viewing window, the girl in the Qiu Yaoyang stand showed a soft smile, and her heart was a little soft.

Standing beside Meng Qihang, when he heard Fu Xianxian's words of thanks, he couldn't help but look at Qiu Yaoyang with complicated eyes.

The game, no matter how many layers of shells are put on, will eventually return to the player.

The game created by Qiu Yaoyang is a bridge between him and the players.

Although he can hate players, he is caring. The authority of the game cannot be violated, but he has humane care.

Meng Qihang's heart was full of admiration for Qiu Yaoyang, but the next moment, Qiu Yaoyang turned his head and looked at him.

"It will be the awards ceremony later, so get ready."

Hearing this sentence, Meng Qihang's legs suddenly softened and his face became bitter.

"Mr. Qiu... Can I refuse?"

Qiu Yaoyang glanced at him, didn't answer his question, but patted his shoulder and said earnestly.

"Do well, I'm optimistic about you..."

Qiu Yaoyang thought about his previous miscalculation, and the awards were so unrequited that he was so angry that he was screenshotted by a group of players on the Internet and made into an emoji package.

This time, this will never happen!

Qiu Yaoyang ignored Meng Qihang's trembling eyes and walked briskly out of the office. .