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Takahashi didn't have any problems and ended the first time without a hitch, but Konsin Mori wasn't so lucky.

Perhaps because he was a rookie and couldn't hold down the factory, the children who lost the finals fought with the champion children the moment they learned the results of the competition.

Accidents, absolute accidents.

Finally separated the two people, and the Hudson employees present such as Maori Konsin became the target of public criticism.

Although nothing like this happens, no one wants it. However, something has already happened, and naturally there must be someone responsible.

Maori Gongxin can also be regarded as responsible, and he has carried this pot and repeatedly apologized that this is his own problem. However, if an apology is useful, what do you want the police to do?

The parents of the children who were beaten, as well as the parents who were beaten, looked unforgiving.

Even, there are good people who have contacted the local media.

The reporters who got down from the media car and carried the camera, held the microphone, and held the camera, Maori instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

If you don't occupy the high ground of public opinion, someone else will naturally occupy it.

Hudson is very popular in the field of public opinion, and the game has sold at least one million copies.

If because of Hudson's competition, it leads to a fight among children. Linking games with violence, although it is a thousand injuries to friends in the same industry, but there is no guarantee that the crazy manufacturer wants to suppress Hudson's momentum.

Although Maori Gongxin has the courage and the courage, but he is inexperienced, and he really doesn't have a good way to deal with such a thing.

Although some of the others in the group have experience, they are not as good as Maori, and now that Maori has taken the pot on his back, they have no desire to come forward.

Maori Gongxin had no choice but to watch the reporters finish the interview, and then stubbornly watch the powerful parents spew blood.

Ay......

This was the first time he really felt the horror of being an idol.

Although he had seen something similar in Takahashi before, Takahashi lifted his weight lightly, and solved the problem by dividing five by two, which made him have an illusion for a moment that he could also be like Takahashi......

However, the facts show that he is still too young to Too young, too simple.

First of all, he contacted the president who was still in Tokyo, and the president told him not to panic, this side would deal with it, and at the same time asked him to consult Takahashi of the Minamigumi.

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"Takahashi, hey, wake up!" Yukio Osato, shaking Takahashi's body.

"How...... Is it morning?" Takahashi slept a little sticky, and he was a little confused.

"It's not morning, we're at the place where we stay. There's something wrong with the North Group, and Mori is waiting for your call. Yukio Osato.

"Oh, got it! I'll get up!" Takahashi sat up from his chair after thirty seconds of sobering up.

Get out of the car, come to the phone, pick up the phone, "Hey, I'm Takahashi, what's wrong with you over there?"

So and so and so and so and

Maori was quite calm, and although the narrative was a little messy, he finally didn't turn it too upside down, and still made the problem clear.

"This is going to be washed! We have to fight a war of public opinion!" Takahashi made a final decision, denying that Maori Koshin had confessed his mistake and lost money, and he said to Maori in a serious tone, "Do you really think that the association between games and violence is a bad thing? Have you been to the arcade hall recently, and you should know what kind of atmosphere the arcade hall is like now.

Problems don't go away on their own because no one says it. If you give up the position of public opinion, someone else will occupy it. If we seek peace through struggle, we will survive peacefully, and if we seek peace through compromise, we will die peacefully.

We don't have to follow their words and refute them. I've also collected some materials today.

They emphasize 'play and violence', so let's say 'play and love'.

Eating the same rice, you can still raise a hundred kinds of people, why the same game, some children lose, but they are unwilling to beat people. And what about some children who turn this into friendship?

In addition to games, it is also related to the education they usually receive.

We should point out the problem and find a solution to the problem, instead of letting parents, teachers, and even society throw these problems on video games.

The club has been advocating healthy games for a while now, and playing for one hour a day.

We've made all the efforts, so what are the remaining problems, we naturally have to talk about it.

There is a saying that may be a bit heavy, those children who hit someone because of the game may also hit someone because of something else. Children who waste their studies because they are addicted to games will also waste their studies because of something else.

Rest assured, it's not a bad thing, don't take it too seriously. Accumulating a lot of experience and thinking about how you can avoid such things before they happen in the future, this is the right way. ”

"Yes! I see!" Konsin Mori bowed vigorously on the other end of the phone at Takahashi's words. What Takahashi said really helped him a lot.

"You should go to bed early, and start your day tomorrow with good energy!" Takahashi said.

"Yes!" Mori Konsin hung up the phone.

"That makes sense. Yukio Osato, who took two more cans of the drink and handed Takahashi one.

Takahashi really wanted to complain about whether he was a drink maniac, but he still held back, and Takahashi said modestly, "Where, where." What I said is not necessarily right, it's just that the mistake of being a good teacher has been committed again. Seriously, how can you turn a bad thing into a good thing and turn it into a good thing every time. ”

"You can't say that. Yukio Osato, pulling the tab, said with a smile, "I don't know how many companies are waiting for the opportunity to be in the news." It doesn't matter if it's positive or negative, as long as it attracts people. Look at those little stars, many of them are not just to be famous, and they are out of the position......"

"yes. Eyeball economy, people are a little bit less human. Takahashi echoed.

The atmosphere was a bit heavy, except for the sound of crickets chirping, only the sound of drinking was left.

The dim street lamps from far and near pulled people out of several shadows, and the atmosphere was inexplicably heavy.

"What can you do?" said Yukio Osato, inexplicably, tossing the can of drink and kicking it. As the jar flipped in the air, it pulled out a parabola and landed far away in the sorting bin.

"How can there be so many dreams that can come true?" said Yukio Osato, shaking his head, and entered the room.

Although Takahashi's views were different from those of Yukio Osato, he did not refute it, and he did not rush into the house, but dug out the contact list from the car and dialed the phone number of Okamoto's family.

He had to confirm a few things before going to bed, write the manuscript well, and wipe Maori's ass.

It's man-made, don't you say?