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

The host came to the stage with an expression of passion and excitement.

"The awards ceremony is over, tell me, who do you want to see the most now?"

The audience's resentment towards Qiu Yaoyang had reached Gao Feng, who immediately shouted in cooperation.

"Qiu Thief!"

The sound on the field was messy, but the host could hear it clearly, and immediately sweated.

"Uh.....

With an embarrassed expression on his face, he maintained his professional qualities. His hand holding the prompt card trembled slightly, but he remained steady as he read.

"He, I have known everyone in the game, and everything is for us to get through."

"He is the person everyone is looking forward to seeing~."

"Next, let's use warm applause and invite President Qiu to make a grand appearance!"

The host turned towards the backstage door, with full of emotions, shouted loudly, regardless of whether you go against your heart or not, love and respect for your work is a professional ethics.

Following the host's voice, a tall figure appeared at the door, and the audience's applause instantly more than doubled.

At the same time as seeing that figure, the host quietly exited the stage, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief.

This audience is so wild!

The field is hot, but the direction of the heat is different from what he thought.

Fortunately, he stabilized, the signboard of his gold medal host was not broken.

The light shone on the figure who was slowly walking up the stage.

Qiu Yaoyang was wearing a very formal black suit, with his hair neatly combed back to his head, showing a wide and full forehead, looking extremely formal.

When the players saw Qiu Yaoyang playing, their eyes lit up and they all laughed.

"I'm going, Qiu Thief looks like a dog after changing his clothes."

"One thing to say, Qiu Thief wore casual clothes at the last awards ceremony, which made me think he was going bankrupt. Really, it fully explains the sentence, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles."

Du Hang listened to the comments of the players around him, but he couldn't tell whether they were real fans or not.

The word 'bankruptcy' is always on the lips, which is too damaging.

He looked at the man standing on the stage and laughed and joked.

"Qiu Yaoyang probably has something important to announce this time. The last time I held an offline event, it wasn't so formal."

Fang Muyu was noncommittal when he heard his words.

"Important thing? He can't possibly open up the Heavenly Soldier Engine for us."

Fang Muyu just said it casually, and other game makers didn't take it to heart, haha.

"That's just a daydream. Who would be willing to give themselves multiple opponents? It's definitely impossible."

"Rather than opening the Heavenly Soldier Engine, I would rather believe that he is going to announce this time, and formally declare war with those large game manufacturers."

They looked at each other tacitly, and only they could know what was on their minds.

Fang Muyu also smiled and shook his head, which is really not realistic.

The moment Qiu Yaoyang appeared, the emotions of the players reached their peak.

I don't know who called first.

"Qiu Thief, die for Laozi!"

This sentence spread around immediately, and after a while, the voices of all the audience gathered together.

"Qiu Thief, die for Laozi!!!"

In a word, the grievances of the players were shouted out. This is the grievance of being put out by Qiu Yaoyang at the annual awards ceremony, and it is also the grievance that they were tortured by the game.

Everyone shouted with all their might, as if to vent their sullenness.

Hearing the noise on the field, Qiu Yaoyang took the microphone handed over by the host, and the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, and the first sentence was.

"I feel your welcome."

Having just avoided an awards ceremony, Qiu Yaoyang admired his wit in his heart, and was in a very good mood, but he seemed to tickle his teeth.

The audience also wanted to spray him at this time, but listened to Qiu Yaoyang continue.

"A year has passed, we met in the Hell version of Mario, and we have gone through the battle of Xia Xing Xing, Sekiro, Endless Deep Space, and My War. The relationship has grown from shallow to deep, and it lies in cherishing each other. Thanks to the time, thank you for meeting each other."

"There is a vast sea of ​​people, and it is difficult to find friends. Time to cook wine, and the years are getting thicker. I just hope that in the future, the time will pass, and the years will remain the same.

There was a deep smile in his words, as if this was his heartfelt thanks.

From the moment he spoke, whether it was the players present or the audience on Weibo, the scolding towards Qiu Yaoyang faded away, and the barrage was a little empty.

The players heard his feelings and were also deeply touched by the emotions he said.

The relationship from shallow to deep lies in cherishing each other, being grateful for the time, and thankful for meeting each other.

Why are they not fortunate to have met a good game designer?

Although Qiu Yaoyang was always angry with them, the game he made made them break the defense.

But Qiu Yaoyang's games have always been of high quality.

After listening to Qiu Yaoyang's speech, Dian Xiaomei couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Unconsciously, a year has passed. It was a small workshop at the beginning, but it has grown into a company now, and so many things have happened in the game..."

Qiu Yaoyang's words also made the agitated players quiet down.

Looking back carefully.

There are laughter and tears in the line of knights, and it becomes stronger for the sake of proving Taoism and cultivating immortals.

The lonely figure in Sekiro infected them, and many players played N Zhoumu just to experience the path that the lonely figure took.

The cruel dark forest law in the endless deep space made them feel a little more awe of the unknown, and realized what it is to fight for survival!

My War and Tianzhu players fought across servers, successfully maintaining the reputation of their Dragon Country shootout players, and the national honor cannot be violated. For Qiu Yaoyang, it was also the first battle officially launched against monopoly game manufacturers!

Like the little girl, many players accompanied Qiu Yaoyang all the way, they would get angry and laugh.

They really like these games and sincerely want to thank Qiu Yaoyang for letting them know.

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The game not only becomes stronger by charging money, but also through the game, you can feel the joys, sorrows and sorrows of NPCs, understand the concept of game designers, explore the endless deep space, and defend their honor.

Games, for them, are more than just games, and have long since become a part of life.

"Have you heard that Qiu Thief said we are bosom friends. It's the first time I heard good things from Qiu Thief's mouth. It's not easy."

"Haha, we are all friends of Qiu Thief, I decided, I won't fight him today, let's have a truce for a day..."

Qiu Yaoyang's words made the players feel a lot of emotion, and their feelings of contentment suddenly filled up in their hearts, and they also felt a sense of meeting a confidant on the way.

In the auditorium of ordinary players, Zhao Tianyu stared closely at the man playing, as if he saw his idol.

He also has a dream as a game designer, and has been seriously studying game production since high school.

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One person's hard work and one game have been polished for a whole decade, in which loneliness is geometric and self-knowledge is cold and warm.

When he wanted to give up, it was when he noticed that the wolf he played before was revealed by Heizi, and it was also a game made by one person.

Qiu Yaoyang single-handedly created such large-scale games as Xia Keng Xing and Sekiro.

When he was about to give up, he was able to persevere. Since then, Qiu Yaoyang has been his goal. If others can do it, so can he.

Now, seeing his target and game designer, Zhao Tianyu's eyes are bright and he is so excited that he can't help himself. He can only use words to express his unbearable excitement as a fan and a player.

The friend who came next to him held his heart and sighed with satisfaction.

"It's very touching, time flies, the years are still the same, the vicissitudes of life, the time is still the same, this is the promise made by Qiu Thief and us, the years are still the same, the youth is not old."

Zhao Tianyu nodded, feeling deeply.

"Yeah, friendship is easy to meet at first sight, but the hard part is the company that comes to Japan."

"Qiu Yaoyang, regardless of his identity as a game designer, is also worthy of us as a lifelong friend."

Just as everyone was feeling emotional, Qiu Yaoyang paused, suddenly took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and a malicious smile appeared on his face.

"The above is a manuscript written by President Meng Qihang for me. I think it is too exaggerated and superficial."

He held the piece of paper in both hands, slowly tore the paper into pieces, and discarded it on the ground at will, then said.

"Let me speak from my heart."

"In the future, I will work harder to develop your potential in the game, hone your will, and lead you to explore the true meaning of life."

When the players heard his words, they instantly looked at each other, all doubting life.

"Have we just been moved for nothing, and we have developed our potential, hone our will, and explore the true meaning... It sounds like I have an ominous premonition..." Guang.