Zhen Baimei said softly: "Actually it's okay, the people who are visiting the game exhibition may not be real players."

Zhu Jiujin also waved his fist as big as a sandbag and shouted vigorously: "They didn't say that our game was not fun, but some aspects were not perfect enough!"

"I have confidence in "Violent Ghost Fire Motorcycle"!"

Linda finally held back her smile.

Linda raised her head and blushed with difficulty.

"Well...well, I'm very confident, don't worry."

Linda, who had recovered her confident expression, stood up, walked around and talked happily.

"Did you not find that the players who are trying it out generally do not say that the game is not fun, but are just complaining about some irrelevant small places?"

"The fun of the game is actually enough."

"Just relying on our unique and interesting experience of "Violent Ghost Fire Motorcycle", the sales of the game will not be too bad!"

Linda's words were told to the employees.

It's also for yourself.

There are dozens of people trying it out now, but although they are cursing and spitting at the game, not many people directly criticize the game for being unfunny.

By then, the game will be launched and will win great sales with its fun.

First build up the basic sales market.

Then look at the emotions in the underworld.

I remember that authoritative European and American game experts said: Electronic games will lead to shootings.

What's more, "Violent Ghost Fire Motorcycle"?

When players enter the game, they are filled with blood pressure by various pit points set by Linda, and then they are thriving on a little violent mood, etc.

The underworld index is as stable as an old dog!

While comforting the employees, Linda comforted the staff and said it was okay, she was imagining the future.

Through the trial of the game exhibition, Linda's confidence became more and more strong.

At the same time, in a corner of the Twilight Exhibition, dozens of people were gathering together.

"Dingdong, the Giant Letter is 50 yuan!"

The ding dong sounds came one after another, and soon everyone on the scene received 50 yuan.

A man in his 30-year-old wearing a hat shouted to the people around him: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, and continue to cooperate in the future."

People around them also responded politely.

"Not hard, no hard work."

"It took less than 2 hours to earn 50 yuan by playing games, which is pretty good!"

"Next time I have such a good life, remember to call me."

The large army dispersed one after another, and the man wearing hats who gave the money also left.

But there are still a few people left here.

A man in the glasses in the lead is named Zhao Meng.

While using his mobile phone to browse the child care group, he said to the two younger brothers beside him: "It's only 3 pm, and we've come here. Let's continue to visit the exhibition for a while."

"There is not much chance of giving a ticket to the ticket of 50 yuan."

The thin man next to Zhao Meng said in agreement: "Hehe, yes, although my job today is not much money, it is easy and fun."

"The past few times I was a tutor, I was always calling out crazy in the audience, which was boring and time-consuming."

"This time I was asked to play games and scold them. Although it was only 50 yuan, let alone, "Violent Ghost Fire Motorcycle" is really fun."

"If there is such a beautiful miser who can make money while playing games in the future, then it will take off."

Another young man in the shirt sighed and said, "Hey, I feel that Ai Xi Studio is also quite pitiful."

"Just just now, so many of us collectively gave bad comments and were full of squirting, and it felt like we were all squirting about jade."

"I see that boss is almost crying, it's so miserable."

The last little boy laughed.

"It's not our fault that we are trolls, it's uncomfortable to play the game."

"It's obviously fun, but it's a little unhappy, and it feels very subtle."

As the leader of the four-person group, Zhao Meng nodded in approval.

"Don't say, that game, what kind of violent motorcycle is coming? Don't think that you're playing with a lot of complaints, but it feels really fun."

"I've never played such an exciting, exciting motorcycle game before."

"Let's see tomorrow, and go and have a chance to play."

"agree."

"Okay, I didn't have enough fun just now."

"I hope that Ai Xi's people will not be distorted by today's negative reviews, and they will not come tomorrow."

The morale of several employees on Aixi has indeed been somewhat affected.

But the core character Linda was very happy.

The exhibition will naturally continue to be exhibited on the second day.

In the backend area of ​​Sakura Studio next to Aixi, Jiang Hu listened to the reports of his subordinates Shi Dan and others, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, like you said, the booth next door is 50 people trying it out all day, 40 of which are ours?"

"There are less than 10 people who really play Aixi games?"

"Ha ha!"

"The theme of this "Violent Ghost Fire Motorcycle" is somewhat innovative, but it is very difficult and pictures, both in terms of character design and music."

"And it is full of strong malice from production teams."

"This kind of game is not worth worrying."

Jiang Hu relaxed and thought that he had figured out Ai Xi's strength.

It also severely suppressed the participation of "Violent Ghost Fire Motorcycle".

Ai Xi and Linda are not enough to become a hidden danger.

"If they still participate in the exhibition tomorrow, should they continue to invite people?" Stan asked respectfully.

Jiang Hu shook his head.

"No need, so the game company of the genius will be almost done for a day."

It arrived soon the next day.

Like the day before, Aixi's booth is still not very popular.

It's been an hour since I opened my stall, and only two people tried it out.

At 10 a.m., Zhao Meng brought a few brothers to the stall.

Because Zhao Meng and others are more active, Linda still has some impression of them.

Seeing these people coming again, Linda smiled friendly and nodded, and then he comfortably drank iced coffee while watching videos on the rocking chair in the background.

Zhao Meng and others started playing "Violent Ghost Fire Motorcycle", and they were having fun laughter and laughter.

"Haha! Don't say, the picture of this game is not particularly good, but it really makes you feel good when you hit it!"

"I was impressed, and there was a little bit of black humor in the violence."

"Ah! It's so terrible. The new car I bought, Kuroku Dragon, soared to 500km per hour in 8 seconds. I took off and fell into a dog!"

"I fell too and was carried away by the coffin carrying team."

"Jackson Johnson almost made me laugh to death and was punched by Liu Peisong!"

Linda didn't pay attention to the noise outside at first, thinking that it was just a few Internet-addicted teenagers making noises.

Until noon, Linda asked Zhen Baimei to order a meal, and was about to eat, but saw that Zhao Meng and others were still having fun.

Still having fun so much!

No!

Didn’t these people squirt the game yesterday so excitedly that they could hear it?

Why did I change the king flag on the top of the city wall today and still feel excited after playing games for two hours?

Linda was a little worried that even the takeaway pancakes in her hand were no longer delicious.

In the afternoon, Linda was always worried about the situation outside.

Why are these people still playing?

Could it be that they have fallen in love with "Violent Ghost Fire Motorcycle"?

Don't they think this game is not in the underworld, right?
Chapter completed!