Naoki Natsume didn't care so much about them, he had already packed up his computer and stepped down with Asai.

"That ......" Mr. Takeuchi wanted to stop it, because he subconsciously felt that there would be a trial session for such a good game later.

"Anything else, teacher?" Naoki Natsume was holding a notebook in his arms, Asai was helping him with the adapter and converter, and the two of them stopped and looked at him.

But just as he was about to say that, Mr. Takeuchi suddenly realized that it seemed that their demonstration did not last more than ten minutes, which means that there was no trial part...... Originally, this rule was intended to compress the demo time, and only games that were of interest to the guests would be open for a short demo after the demo.

The games brought by the teams with a very poor level were all like this before, but why did Natsume-san also fall to just ten minutes?

Looking at the eyes of these two children, Mr. Takeuchi only felt that his mouth was dry for a while, and he couldn't speak, and finally just waved his hand: "It's okay." ”

Then he turned his head to look at the guest seats, listening to the increasingly fierce cries of the audience, and frowned.

It's just a shady thing to change the order, how can it be so serious?

Such a good game is not given a chance, what do those business representatives think?

Naoki Natsume and Asai glanced at each other, smiled lightly, and stepped off the stage one after the other.

When they came on stage, no one cared, and they were all discussing the small surprises brought by the Totsuka team before, but at this time, the eyes of the audience were focused on them.

After the two of them went up here, they gave the first ten people a slap without saying a word, which made the audience who had a glimmer of hope for them just now overjoyed, and hurriedly said to their companions, "Did I just say that maybe No. 69 alone is better than the group of people in 114?" ”

After returning to the booth, Natsume Naoki didn't look at Totsuka next to him, but he thought that his face should not be very good.

Asai would love to see how shocked and complicated their expressions were...... As long as there is an opportunity to have fun, she will not let it go.

She didn't hide her intentions at all, she turned her head to look at booth 114, not with a victor's posture, just a straightforward "I just want to see what your expressions are".

Over there, Totsuka's face turned the color of pork liver, and he lowered his head as if he didn't notice her.

The companions around him also had gloomy faces, and the boy who pointed at himself on the stage at that time even found out that Asai was looking at him, and he didn't even dare to look at each other, pretending not to see it, and his eyes were obviously evasive.

"How can this be...... "Tozuka's girlfriend's face is like ashes.

She's a vase in the team.,There's almost no professional level or anything.,On weekdays, she's a courtesan as a leader's girlfriend.,If it's not a game but a scientific research.,The name of academic Daji should be very suitable for her.。

But even so, she who has no skills can see that her family is a foil for others.

Just now I rushed to the stage to show in front of the two people on No. 69, didn't I just want to use those people before me as a foil to reflect the strength of my team?

Now listening to the shouts of the audience like a tsunami, she only feels deafening...... In fact, the voice was not that loud, it was her emotional ups and downs that caused her heart to pound, and she felt like a drum was beating in her chest.

Then she looked at Totsuka deceptively, grabbed his arm, and her eyes were full of hope, "It's impossible for one person to make such a game, right?" ”

She can't do anything, she can only hope that her boyfriend, and that Totsuka, who is talented in her eyes, will stand up and refute Naoki Natsume, saying that he is stealing, whether he is taking other people's achievements for himself, or whether he has many, many powerful people behind him to help him, it doesn't matter.

As long as you don't let yourself stand here and be embarrassed, standing with nearly ten people like to be stripped naked and stared at in a fiery gaze, it's too uncomfortable.

Totsuka gasped, lowered his head and looked at the keyboard, his mind was no longer thinking, and suddenly his girlfriend grabbed him like this and felt that his arm hurt, waved his hand away, and turned his head to look at Natsume Naoki who was elegant and calm over there, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

The beautiful girl was still looking at him, without any smug or smugness, only pure staring in her eyes.

On the contrary, the more this happened, the more he felt embarrassed, people didn't take themselves seriously at all, and that girl was even more like an ant who was observing the food, and there was an expectation in her eyes to see what expression he would show next.

How so?

After a long, long pause, Totsuka gritted his teeth, raised his head like a child who had done something wrong, and subconsciously went to find his father's location.

When I saw that my father didn't even look at him, but nodded to the principal and business representatives, a deep sense of powerlessness and loss welled up in my heart.

His hand holding the booth table slipped quietly, his hands hanging down to his side, and he lowered his head again.

It turns out that I don't care if the game can be brilliant or not, and I don't care who lives or dies with other players, what I want has always been a recognition from my father, even if it is an encouraging look.

But he found that he thought too much, and his father cared more about winning and losing than he did, and even cared more about the performance of the team's works at the video game show than himself.

"Feeling happy?"

Natsume asked without raising his head.

"Okay." Asai nodded, and said, "I was a little tighter in my chest just now, but now I feel much better." ”

"I can't see that you're quite vindictive." Naoki Natsume quipped.

Asai raised his eyebrows, "Do you hold a grudge?" I don't usually hold grudges. ”

Naoki Natsume thought about it, and suddenly thought of the doorknob that offended Asai before and said that she might have been matted and died, and the three meals caused by the occasional two bad words were all boiled eggs, and nodded seriously, "Don't hold grudges." ”

If you have a vengeance, you will take revenge on the spot, and it will never be overnight.

He sneered in his heart, but after thinking about it, it seems that there is a saying that husband and wife do not have an overnight feud?

But it was a feud, and it wasn't quite the same as the situation between himself and Asai...... I don't know if I have a chance to make a revenge.

"What's in your mind?" Asai suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"How do you know I'm thinking of you in my heart?" Naoki Natsume felt a cold sweat break out on his back, but he still smiled.

Asai looked left and right, "There are a lot of people here, let's talk about it when we go home." ”

Naoki Natsume suddenly felt that the two-story building was not so fragrant, and suddenly understood what the middle-aged men who drove home after work and would sit in the car for a while thought.

"Is there anything else going on?"

Asai asked, she didn't know the rules very well, and before Naoki Natsume suddenly caught a cold, she should have been just an ordinary viewer.

Naoki Natsume saw that she wanted to go back, and since she had already shown her results, the audience's response was good, indicating that the eyes of the masses were bright, so it was better to stay here and go home and do some housework.

For a maid, tidying up is much more comfortable than standing on stage to attract attention.

"Not yet, there will be a contract to sign later." He looked at the shallow well who yawned quietly, until she got up early in the morning and was tired from standing here all morning, and thanks to her, she slept more, so she didn't have to bother to set up the venue here, "If you want to go back, go back first, I signed the contract and went back, and ate at home at noon." ”

Asai finished yawning and shook his head: "No need, I'll wait together...... You're sick. ”

Naoki Natsume then remembered that he still seemed to be sick?

I touched my forehead, it wasn't very hot, and it looked like it was going to go away.

"By the way, if you were to sign a contract, who would you choose?" Asai asked.

Naoki Natsume looked at the hot discussion on the guest seat, and smacked his lips: "It's hard to choose." ”