The E4 exhibition has a total of seven days. The first three days are only open to industry insiders and reporters in the video game industry, and the last three days are open to ordinary players. The location of Xinghuo is in the West Hall of the exhibition, which is mostly Asian companies.

Most video game developers will show their upcoming games at the exhibition, or release upcoming hardware products, but Xinghuo is showing the games that have already been launched. Thinking of the Xinghuo group here is a bit embarrassing The strength is really - weak enough!

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

As soon as he went out to distribute flyers, Zhao Qizhi and others all returned to the booth to drink water.

"You are 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 think too much!"

"Nothing, how dare we?"

The fat brother asked a few questions and didn't feel in the mood to talk to them, because the effect of the exhibition was unexpectedly poor. After every day, let alone game agents or media interviews, even a living person was rarely seen in front of their booth. .

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

"Is my game poisonous?!"

Fat guy hates it!

On the first day, no one cared about the booth...

On the second day, it was still very difficult...

On the third day, the fat brother was still trying to cheer the big guy on!

On the fourth day, Fat Brother Fat Brother was already thinking about the pit of such a large fee for this exhibition, where would he go to find it.

"Have you set a ticket to go back?"

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

"Boss, it's still not very sure of the time, right? What if someone asks us to talk about game agents?"

Zhao Qizhi said a little uncertainly.

"Let's talk about a hammer, sigh... Then let's set it up in 6 days. It just so happens that the big guy can go shopping and relax, buy some souvenirs and other souvenirs, everyone has worked hard this time."

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

Sun Bin said confidently.

"Have you asked Wong Tai Sin before going out?"

The fat brother glanced at Sun Bindao.

"Okay, everyone who wants to go out, everyone who wants to go back to sleep, go and disband!"

The fat brother stood up and clapped his hands. After speaking, he squeezed a smile that was uglier than crying and went out.

Several people in the room looked at me, and I looked at you, and no one was feeling well.

"Oh shit!"

Zhao Qizhi hammered the table heavily, then picked up the stack of counter-strike brochures on the table and walked out the door.

"Where are you going, Qizhi?"

"send flyer!"

In the dark of the night, on the endless streets, a few young people were trying their best to introduce the game on the flyers to everyone in a hurry. Many people took them and threw them into the trash can not far away.

Zhao Qizhi pursed his lips, picked out pieces from the trash can and wiped them clean. This game carries the sweat and dreams of the entire Spark.

He can accept that the sweat of others criticizing him is worthless, but he cannot accept that someone wantonly tramples on his dream.

The fat brother, who had been walking on the street alone for a few hours, thought a lot about it, hesitating whether to give up the Spark game. After all, playing games is not his forte, and to be precise, it is not the field that his golden fingers include.

When he walked to a crossroad near the hotel and saw the figures on the street who kept bowing to people and handing out flyers, the fat man suddenly felt as if he had been punched in the heart, so uncomfortable that he was speechless.

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

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

"Hello, you..."

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

Zhao Qizhi looked up and saw that it was Fat Brother.

"Go back and rest, there are still three days of tough battles to fight, maybe we will suddenly become popular!"

The fat brother said with a smile, his eyes showed firmness and confidence that he had never had before!

The fifth day of the E4 game show, the player's open day.

The people of Xinghuo Games were very energetic today. Before the opening of the hall, they kept tidying up the booth, as if a lot of people would come today.

Even the SONI game players in the booth next door had to admire them. They had achieved such results for several days. Otherwise, they might have given up long ago.

The hall opened at 10:00 in the morning, and by 12:00, many players came one after another. Occasionally, one or two players tried to play at the Xinghuo booth, but there were too few people playing at the same time, and the map and guns were unfamiliar. , and quickly dissuaded these players.

They prefer simple human-computer interaction games.

"Master Zhou, I finally found you!"

When Xinghuo's employees were looking for customers outside, a surprised voice came into Xinghuo's booth.

The fat man turned his head and saw that it was the guy at the airport who asked him for the piano score.

There was a large group of people behind him, men, women and children of all ages!

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

"You are this?"

The fat brother looked at the big guy suspiciously.

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

A beautiful woman wearing big sunglasses smiled, and the fat man looked closely and saw that it was Annie who gave him a sweet kiss.

The fat brother, who has always been eloquent and eloquent, was at a loss for words at this time. His eyes swept over everyone who came, and finally came together into a simple sentence: "Thank you everyone!"

Many passengers did not come, but the passengers who did not come have entrusted others to help purchase one or more game CDs. They want to repay the temporary captain's life-saving grace in this way.

Spark games are on fire!

To be precise, Counter-Strike is on fire!

Suddenly it became the focus of the entire West Hall, and the limelight even overshadowed the trend of software games.

Everyone likes to follow the trend and join in the fun. Once there are people queuing up for the demo machine of Counter-Strike, many players start to queue up without any principle. In their opinion, so many people queuing up must be a good game!

With this preconceived notion, they no longer feel that unfamiliar maps and weapons are unfriendly to newbies, and they will seriously consider whether they are a little handicapped and brainless...

Originally, each person could play a complete game, but because the people in the back line kept urging them, each person could only play three lives.

"FXXK!"

After a wild player who was attracted by "Trust" was headshot by AWP, he scolded angrily, and then obediently returned to the back of the queue that had already lined up outside the West Hall.

Counter-Strike game brochures have been sold out, and repeat queues gather in the line to discuss the "knacks" they've discovered and which guns work best.

It was 5:00 pm, and it was only an hour and a half until the closing time, but there were still people in front of Xinghuo Games, and there were long queues.

In the beginning, the passengers who came to cheer bought games and helped Fat Brother shout for a while and then left. Many people came to thank Fat Brother on leave, and Fat Brother was very grateful to shake hands with everyone and say goodbye one by one.

After another hour, the staff of the exhibition hall started to inform the players to leave, but no one refused, especially those who were about to get their turn. After waiting for so long, they were about to play. I go home for dinner?

In desperation, the fat brother had to mark the serial number with "one two three four" on the flyers or notes of these people, and tell everyone that tomorrow you can play three more lives with this, no, play four more lives!

Everyone then dispersed contentedly. Of course, it is the most basic to buy a game CD manually. Unfortunately, Counter-Strike has not established a server in North America. If players want to play against each other, they can only use the local area network.