Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity

   Following Yun Feng's explanation, Lao Mo's eyes widened.

  He was originally from a black job, so he immediately caught the problem Yun Feng described.

  The organizers simply don't want Fengyun Studio to take the spotlight in tonight's game review session!

  The sensation they created tonight was indeed beyond the organizers' imagination, but fortunately, due to time constraints, their games were far from having the corresponding influence.

  One is because the booth is too remote, even if it attracts a large number of people, it is still a trivial matter for people on the other side of the venue.

  In contrast, the games at the booth of the nearby Mushi Game Company are more attractive.

  The other is because of the competition with Frank and others. The gimmick was achieved, but it also delayed a lot of time.

  The time for a game of Battlefield is relatively long, and after a while, only a small number of players actually experience their game.

  Even if I got my wish and changed to the booth in the center, the hot period when the venue just opened has long passed, and the final game review session has just ushered in.

  At this time, even if the organizer pushes the Mushi game forcefully, it will not cause such a big controversy.

   After all, this is just a "judgment".

   "Judgment...is it?" Yun Feng took a deep breath and withdrew his gaze from Gaotai.

   "I, Yunfeng, remember."

   "Yunfeng, what should we do now?" Old Mo's eyes showed a fierce look, and he made hand gestures.

   "My subordinates are still four weeks away, do you want to..."

   "It's useless." Yun Feng shook his head.

   "Notice—Notice—"

  At this time, the music playing in every corner of the venue suddenly stopped.

   Then the broadcast around the audience began to reverberate.

   "The Holy University Game Festival is coming to an end—visitors are requested to exit in an orderly manner along the exits—"

   "Repeat... this Santa Game Festival..."

  The lights on the surrounding walls gradually dimmed, leaving only the minimum passable lighting.

  The original atmosphere of the game festival under the background of lights and music melted and collapsed.

   It was as if the organizer announced to everyone that everything was over.

  The flow of people began to disperse.

  When most people are driven, even if a few people want to hold their own opinions, they have to be pushed away by the tide.

  In just half an hour, the entire venue became empty, leaving only the remaining game companies doing the final finishing touches.

  Yun Feng stood in the middle of the booth, directing Yan Linfei and the others to pack and carry the equipment.

  The game companies in the vicinity have almost withdrawn, and Frank and the others have long since fled without a trace.

   Pat, clack.

  A sound of footsteps came from a distance, it was the sound of hard leather shoes stepping on the floor.

  Yun Feng looked back and saw that it was a member of the expert team from the organizer.

  These people were talking and laughing, and when they passed by their booth, they had no intention of taking a look at it.

  A figure stopped in front of this group of people.

  Yun Feng was taken aback for a moment, but hurriedly followed.

   "What are you doing? Get out of the way!"

  Seeing Yun Mumu blocking the way, a man in a suit headed by the expert group said impatiently.

  Yun Mumu expressionless, "I want an explanation."

   "Confession?" The man in the suit was taken aback for a moment, then saw Yun Feng rushing behind him, and sneered.

   "I just don't give it, so what?"

   "You don't really think that you can get such a high ranking with a random pheasant game?"

   "I give you the second, it's all for your face, you know?"

  The man in the suit looked at Yun Mumu contemptuously, and the partners behind him laughed.

   Yun Mumu's eyes were burning with anger, and she wanted to say something, but Yun Feng gently pulled her back.

"enough."

  Yun Mumu turned her head and finally calmed down when she met Shang Yunfeng Gujing's unwavering eyes.

   bowed his head and remained silent.

   "You're smart." The man in the suit sneered, and left with the experts behind him.

  Old Mo approached slowly, looked at the group of experts who were drifting away, and spat hard.

   "Bah, what the hell?!"

  Yun Feng didn't say much.

  He knew that there was no room for maneuver between the other party and himself.

"Let's go back."

  The official exits of the GES venues are all closed now, and game companies like them use the reserved internal exits.

   That is the direction in which the expert group left.

  Walking along the exit, the dark corridor gradually brightened, and Yunfeng and the others stepped out of the venue.

  At the door, someone looked over.

  Looking at the person coming, Yun Feng raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect to meet him here.

   In other words, the other party came here to wait for him.

   "I didn't expect it to end up like this."

  Alex rubbed his hair, and spoke to Yun Feng casually.

  The strange thing is that the previous hostility seems to have dissipated a lot.

   "Yes." Yun Feng smiled, "It seems that the bet between us cannot be fulfilled."

  Alex raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you angry?"

  The expected fruit of victory is suddenly taken away, and whoever it is should be uncomfortable.

   "For things like anger, let's save it for later venting." Yun Feng raised his fist, clenched it tightly, and then let it go quickly.

  Looking at Alex, Yun Feng smiled and said, "The organizer of the game festival this time is with Mushi, right?"

  Alex was taken aback for a moment, then realized something, and sighed helplessly.

   "As expected of you, you guessed right."

   "That's why I made such a bet with you, because it is impossible for you to do it."

   "Is it really just like that?" Yun Feng smiled, but didn't continue on this topic.

  Looking at Alex's nervous look, he was sure of something.

  Seeing that Yunfeng was still so indifferent, Alex finally couldn't hold back.

   "Aren't you curious? Why did the evening lion target you like this?"

  Yun Feng straightened his sleeves, "It's all a competitive relationship, what's so strange, if it were me, with such resources in hand, I wouldn't hesitate to use them."

  Alex froze slightly, then clicked his tongue.

   "It's really boring."

   Seeing Alex stretched his waist and turned around, Yun Feng asked with a smile.

"you are leaving?"

   "Yeah." Alex yawned, "Thanks to you, the events at the game festival this time are enough for me to write several long reviews."

   "Yari, you are very talented." Suddenly, Yun Feng spoke.

   "Join Fengyun Studio, there is a place for you here."

  Alex suddenly paused when he raised his hand, and turned his head to look at Yun Feng with extremely serious eyes.

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