E4 is a seven-day show, the first three days are open to video game industry insiders and journalists, and the last three days are open to regular players.

Most video game developers will show their upcoming games at the show, or release upcoming hardware products, but Xinghuo shows the games that have already been launched, thinking of this, Xinghuo and the others are a little embarrassed, Xinghuo's strength is really - weak enough!

I don't know if it's the fat brother's delusion or what, as soon as he enters the stage, the other five people in Xinghuo Game will take the initiative to go outside to distribute flyers;

As soon as he went out to hand out leaflets, Zhao Qizhi and the others all went back to the booth to drink water.

"You're avoiding me?"

After returning to the hotel, the fat brother blocked a few people in the room, stared at them suspiciously and asked.

"No, no!"

"Boss, you're thinking too much!"

"How dare we do nothing?"

The fat brother asked a few words and was not in the mood to talk to them more, because the effect of the exhibition was unexpectedly poor, and at the end of the day, let alone game agents or media interviews, it was rare for them to see a living person in front of their booth.

Finally, someone was attracted by the CG carousel on their booth, and when they saw that it was a little-known game company, they turned around and left.

"Is Lao Tzu's game poisonous?!"

Fat brother hate!

On the first day, the booth was empty......

The next day, it was still crowded......

On the third day, the fat brother was still cheering for the big guy!

On the fourth day, Fat Brother Fat Brother was already thinking about the pit of such a large amount of money in this exhibition, and where he wanted to get it back.

"Is the ticket to go back booked?"

After returning to the hotel, the fat brother collapsed on the bed and asked Zhao Qizhi weakly.

"Boss, it's not too good to determine the time yet, is it? What if someone comes to us to talk about a game agent?"

Zhao Qizhi said a little uncertainly.

"Talk about a hammer, alas...... Then set it 6 days later, just the big guy can go shopping and relax, buy some souvenirs or something, everyone has worked hard this time. ”

"Boss, if you want to talk about me, these guys who are game agents don't know the goods, the players must know the goods, and we will definitely be popular tomorrow!"

Sun Bin said confidently.

"Did you ask Wong Tai Sin before you went out?"

The fat brother glanced at Sun Bin and said.

"Okay, if the big guy wants to go out to surf, if he wants to go back to sleep, go and disband!"

The fat brother stood up and clapped his hands, and after finishing speaking, he squeezed a smile that was more ugly than crying and went out.

There are a few people in the room, you look at me, I look at you, and no one is comfortable.

"!"

Zhao Qizhi slammed the table, then picked up the stack of Counter-Strike brochures on the table and walked out the door.

"Qizhi, where are you going?"

"Hand out flyers!"

In the night, on the endless streets, several young people were working hard to introduce the games on the flyers to everyone who was in a hurry, and many of them took them and threw them into the trash can not far away.

Zhao Qizhi pursed his lips, picked it out from the trash can and wiped it clean, this game carries the sweat and dreams of the entire Xinghuo.

He can accept others to criticize him for his sweat is worthless, but he can't accept that someone wantonly tramples on his dreams.

The fat brother, who had been wandering around the streets alone for a few hours, thought a lot about it, and hesitated whether to give up the Spark game, after all, making games is not his forte, to be precise, it is not the field of his golden finger.

Walking to an intersection near the hotel, when he saw the figures on the street who kept bowing to people and handing out leaflets, the fat brother suddenly felt like he had been punched in the heart, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't speak.

"This game is awesome, right in the West Hall of the Los Angeles Convention Center!"

"Good evening, are you interested in shooting games?"

"Hello, you ......"

The brochure handed over by Zhao Qizhi was pushed away by the pedestrians in disgust, but was taken by the other hand.

Zhao Qizhi raised his eyes and saw that it was a fat brother.

"Let's go back and rest, there are still three days of hard battles to fight, maybe we will suddenly become popular!"

The fat brother said with a smile, his eyes revealing unprecedented firmness and confidence!

The fifth day of the E4 Game Show, the Open House for Players.

The people of Spark Games are very energetic today, and before the museum opens, they keep tidying up the booth, as if there will be a lot of people coming today.

Even the people at the booth next door to SONI Games had to admire them, they had been doing this for several days in a row, otherwise they might have given up a long time ago.

The museum opened at 10 o'clock in the morning, and by 12 o'clock, many players came one after another, and occasionally one or two players tried to play at the booth of Starfire, but the number of people fighting at the same time was too small, and the unfamiliarity with the map guns quickly dissuaded these players.

They prefer simple human-computer games.

"Master Zhou, I've finally found you!"

When Xinghuo's employees were outside to pick up customers, a cry of surprise came into Xinghuo's booth.

The fat brother turned his head and saw that it was Giss who asked him for piano scores at the airport.

He was followed by a large group of people, men, women, and children, of all races!

Fat brother saw a few familiar faces, these people were passengers on the plane?

"What are you?"

The fat brother looked at the big guy and wondered.

"We're here to buy your game, would you mind introducing us to it?"

A beautiful woman wearing big sunglasses smiled, and the fat brother looked at it, and it was actually Anne who rewarded him with a fragrant kiss.

The fat brother, who has always been able to speak well, was a little speechless at this time, his eyes swept over everyone who came, and finally converged into a simple sentence: "Thank you!"

There were a lot of passengers who didn't come, but they asked someone else to buy one or more game CDs on their behalf, and they wanted to repay the temporary captain for saving his life.

The Spark game is on fire!

Counter-Strike is on fire, to be exact!

It has become the focus of the entire West Hall, and the limelight has even overshadowed the trend of software games.

People like to follow the trend, once people start queuing up for Counter-Strike's demo machine, many players start to line up without principles, in their opinion, so many people in line must be a good game!

With this preconceived notion, they no longer feel that the unfamiliarity of maps and weapons is unfriendly to newbies, and they will seriously consider whether they are a bit hand-wrecked or brain-dead......

Originally, each person could play a full game, but because of the constant urging of the people in the queue behind, each person could only play three lives.

“FXXK！”

A wild player who was attracted by "To" was shot in the head by AWP, cursed angrily, and then obediently returned to the back of the line that had been lined up outside the door of the West Hall.

Counter-Strike's game brochures have been snatched up, and repeat queuers are gathering in line to discuss the "tricks" they've found and which gun to use.

The time was 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was only an hour and a half before closing, but there were still crowds in front of the Spark game, and there was a long queue.

At the beginning, the passengers who came to cheer bought the game and helped the fat brother shout for a while and then left, many people asked for leave to thank the fat brother, and the fat brother was also extremely grateful to shake hands with everyone one by one and say goodbye.

After another hour, the staff of the pavilion had already begun to inform the players to leave, but no one refused, especially those who were about to take their turn, and after waiting in line for so long, they were about to play, and you called me home for dinner?

In desperation, the fat brother had to mark the serial number on the leaflets or slips of paper with a capital such as "壹贰三動", and told everyone that they could play three more lives with this tomorrow, no, play four more lives!

Everyone dispersed satisfied, of course, the game disc is the most basic to buy a hand, but unfortunately Counter-Strike has not established a server in North America, and players can only play against multiple people if they want to play against each other.