I! Game Designer! Drive the Little Girl Crazy at the Start

Inside the PDD live room.

The audience is not all the fans who supported PDD before, but also the sunspots who came here from Weibo.

"The anchors don't embarrass your game. A substitute is still so arrogant. It's a gimmick to hope that you will never be sick in heaven."

"I'm convinced, the anchor and the official teamed up for a show, and you actually believed it. I really can't believe your IQ. It's hopeless, it's really hopeless."

"Trash anchors, hurry up and get out of your trash game, Shao TM is here to be grandstanding. If the game is not well done, the live broadcast is not well broadcast, just make some gimmicks here to win the sympathy of others, scum!"

This group of sunspots scolds when they speak, bringing a bad atmosphere to the live broadcast room, and the audience who strayed into the live broadcast room thought that the anchor had done something unjustifiable.

Fans would like to support PDD, but it is their responsibility to fight on behalf of them, and when Fu Yunyan talks too much about it, it seems like he is trying to show off people's sympathy.

The deceased is the most important, and they are unwilling to talk about Fu Yunyan, so naturally they can only fall into silence, unable to speak.

At first glance, it seems that the black fans in the live broadcast room won the "four three seven" victory.

But this did not affect PDD's mood, he focused on playing every Huashan Sword.

From master to master, for many people, the distance is very long, but they are not desperate.

But for Fu Yunyan, it was the distance between life and death.

The screenshot of the record told Fu Yunyan's experience.

An unyielding young man, yearning for the heroic love of the knight, constantly failing and winning, never giving up, until the last moment...

In order not to leave any regrets, and for his dream of being a knight.

PDD did not say anything to show off the plaque behind him, nor did he joke with the audience.

Even in the gap in the queue, he just clicked on the backstage record chart, counting how many games he had to win before he could reach the Grandmaster.

The audience found that he has become serious and seems to be serious and serious about fulfilling the fan's last wish.

"Strange, didn't Qiu Thief find out?"

"It's the first time I've seen him react so slowly, but it's better to find out later, Sao Zhu has played the last game, and he's going to win..."

The audience watching the live broadcast was discussing, and the barrage appeared at an unpleasant speed, and it seemed that everyone was watching intently.

Fans can only get away with it.

Luckily, I hope Qiu Yaoyang doesn't find out so soon, at least... at least until PDD is marked as a master.

PDD is waiting for the last Huashan War of Swords to begin, and the hand holding the mouse seems to carry a thousand pounds.

"It's still the last game, and it's time for Grandmaster."

"It's over now, battle!!!"

To tell the truth, PDD did take a huge risk. After all, he was taking the risk of being suspended, and that's fine. There is such a big trouble, and he may be banned at any time....

However, everything went well, and Huashan's sword battle was over and won.

PDD looked at Fu Yunyan's number, the moment the master's badge was replaced with a master, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his back that had been straight all the time relaxed.

Keep him extremely focused...

"It's over..." PDD's expression was also a little heavy, but he muttered to himself in relief.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the character was out of control, and then a bullet box appeared.

[This account is confirmed to be a proxy, after verification of the reasons, it will be permanently suspended. If you have any questions, you can contact customer service for consultation. 】

Seeing the title reminder, PDD was stunned, and a smile appeared on his face.

PDD knows that its live broadcast has already attracted official attention, but at least it has been on the master.

"The thief Qiu was once a human..."

PDD muttered to himself, the account was blocked, and the rank will be permanently retained.

The fan's last wish has been fulfilled, and the official principle of fair competition has not been broken. It is a happy ending, and now it is titled.

The fans are also satisfied, and their hearts are like a big stone falling to the ground, and their hearts contain moving.

"I thought that if I didn't get a grandmaster, I would be titled. I didn't expect that he would be able to fulfill his wish. The title is so fast. It is estimated that Qiu Thief has been watching."

"May there be no illness in heaven. I hope this fan sees this scene in heaven. An official, an anchor, and an inexplicable tacit understanding."

"Qiu thief actually knew for a long time that when he was titled as a grandmaster, and after the title, he would stay in the rank of willingness forever. This may be his last tenderness. To be honest, I want to cry..."

"Why do you suddenly become so hot? I can't stand it anymore woo woo woo, thief Qiu doesn't seem to be that bad..."

"On this issue, Thief Qiu is really not 'bad', he has warmth, and he feels the last tenderness towards this matter. It is estimated that the balance will be settled in the autumn."

A large number of fans were stunned and understood what it represented.

The fan who sent the private message was also among them, holding his mobile phone, his eyes were already red, especially when he saw that the account was changed to the master badge.

He typed words on the keyboard and sent a private message to PDD.

"thanks!!"

The fan was impressed, pondered for a while, and then opened Qiu Yaoyang's Weibo.

"Mr. Qiu, thank you!!"

After he finished posting, he was silent for a long time, his eyes slowly firmed up, and he looked up at the sky, the endless blue sky and white clouds.

"Brother, you didn't play the wrong game, and I didn't play the wrong game either..."

A sigh, a relief, and a strong gratitude.

He didn't play the wrong game, neither did his brother.

......

Seeing the title notice, Qi Sina murmured with a shallow smile as expected.

"With his character, it is indeed the last tenderness."

Qiu Yaoyang doesn't seem to be approachable, but what he does always makes people feel that he is very attentive...  

However, on some issues of principle, she knew very well that it would be very difficult for Qiu Yaoyang to make concessions.

When Ning Zhuo heard her words, he nodded in agreement, took a deep breath, and said with emotion.

"Maybe this is why the black fans charged for it."

Obviously Qiu Yaoyang and the players are always fighting each other, but when Qiu Yaoyang needs it most, the fans will always show up.

Not only because both sides have delivered their sincerity.

It seems that they are fighting each other, but when something really happens, who is not thinking about it.

Players are thinking about bankruptcy, and Qiu Yaoyang really makes players feel sincere on some key issues.

How big the trouble was, even some of his friends knew about it, but the result was still waiting for the moment when he became a master.

Such a way of handling is worth so many fans... Well, fans who love to the depths of 'natural black'.

..........

In the office, Meng Qihang has already reported the processing results.

"The account has reached the Grandmaster rank and will be permanently titled."

"Well, I see."

Qiu Yaoyang nodded, his hands kept moving, lines of code poured out in his hands.

Meng Qihang can see that this is not a new game, but the background code of Xia Ke Xing.

He couldn't help but feel strange.

"Mr. Qiu, what are you doing?"

"Add a character."

Qiu Yaoyang said as he filled in his name.

Seeing that the character's name was 'Fu Yunyan', Meng Qihang was stunned, his eyebrows softened, and his heart softened.

Maybe this is why so many fans hate him and support him.

That young man, fighting the disease, and staying in the world's last wish is to become a master. For this reason, even if he keeps fighting and losing, he still doesn't give up 5.4 until the last moment, but unfortunately he is only a few games short of the upper stage.

The most painful thing in life is not getting what you ask for.

However, he was also lucky to meet PDD and the man in front of him who was typing the code.

Meng Qihang silently watched Qiu Yaoyang build characters step by step, starting from nothing, his eyes slowly silent.

With such a game designer, he began to live in another way, living in the line of knights.

This is the gentleness that belongs to President Qiu.

"Mr. Qiu, does this character need to be announced?" Meng Qihang pondered for a while and asked.

"No, let the players discover it by themselves." Qiu Yaoyang shook his head, his face was a little heavy, but he was just a game designer, not a god.

Qiu Yaoyang's hands didn't stop at all, and at the end, he muttered to himself.

"Everything in the past is a prologue..."

By the way, knocking this sentence into the code, a figure, standing on the ark, holding the boat pole, dressed in old clothes, slowly disappeared. .