In the audience, Fang Mo heard Sister Yuelan talk about her original intention of designing the game for the first time.

I heard that it was Mr. Ning who provided inspiration to Sister Yuelan.

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, then felt a flash of relief in his heart.

Those glorious years of Mr. Ning alone are precious memories that countless people cannot touch. What's more, when it comes to game quality, even if they spend money, the Ning Group can definitely produce a competitive mobile game that is on the market.

Except for his gimmicks and fan base, he is slightly inferior to Timmy.

This time the Ning Group and Timmy will compete on the same stage. It’s hard to say who will win in the end!

"Next, please watch our promotional CG!"

It tells the original design intention for 3 minutes.

Before Ning Yuelan could take a sip of water, she was called over by the excited secretary on the other side of the camera.

Everyone in the game creative team of Ning Group looked excited.

"Mr. Ning, Mr. Ning, it's on fire, we're on fire!"

Ning Yuelan left the camera and looked at the number of people online in the live broadcast room with some surprise.

From tens of thousands of viewers at the beginning, it instantly surged to nearly 5 million in less than 100 minutes.

Although there is still some gap compared to the Timmy press conference live broadcast room across the street, it has greatly exceeded the expectations of everyone in the start-up team.

"The anti-war elements were used as the original design intention of the game, and I suddenly became interested again."

"Brothers, didn't you say that there is no audience on the opposite side? Why, when I look at the live broadcast room screen, the opposite side is also full of people."

"Yes. Could it be that the games produced by the Ning Group are really high-quality, so they attract a lot of passers-by?"

"After all, in terms of publicity, they are not worthy of carrying Timmy's shoes. If it weren't for the hot search, I would never have heard of this Ning Group."

"Did the Ning Group hire a navy?"

"Why don't I look the same? Look at the audience at the scene, all of them are staring at the screen with serious faces."

"Most of the images are similar to those who have just been dragged out of an Internet cafe for several days!"

"My skin is sallow and my energy is sluggish. I only feel energetic when I play games. Isn't this exactly the same as when I stayed at an Internet cafe overnight for three to five days?"

Ning Yuelan didn't plan to hire actors at first because she was afraid of being noticed by other viewers in the live broadcast room.

After all, people who play games and people who don’t play games are completely two groups.

Whether you are really interested in Ning's launch of a new mobile phone can be seen at a glance through a person's status.

But these guys Fang Mo was looking for were all gangsters from the Black Tiger Gang who liked to play games.

The signs of a gangster are basically that he doesn't like studying, has excellent sports performance, loves to surf the Internet and often gets into fights.

So with Ning Yuelan's introduction, the audience present at the Black Tiger Gang were also aroused.

The next moment, the big screen went black, and immediately a devastated ruin came into view.

The speed of posting comments in the live broadcast room has slowed down.

Whether online or offline, everyone is staring at the CG animation.

The scene was like an uninhabited country, with no life at all except gunpowder smoke and all kinds of desolation.

"Is this a battlefield? Or is this the story background of the Ning Group's game?"

There was a barrage I just skipped.

Suddenly the picture on the big screen changed, and in a corner of the ruins, there were three or five bloody figures hiding behind a building while holding their breath.

Their clothes were in tatters, but their faces revealed perseverance and perseverance.

Behind them, a thin child poked his head, with fear and despair in his eyes.

It turned out that these people were protecting this child.

The plot content of the cg immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the number of people in the live broadcast room also skyrocketed again.

……

Ning Yuelan and the creative team knew the content of the animation, but at the moment they couldn't help but get excited when they saw the CG.

The little secretary covered her red lips and murmured;

"Mr. Ning, how come the frame rate and restoration level of this CG are so much higher than when we had the meeting yesterday?"

Several members of the creative team also looked at each other in confusion, none of them understood what was going on.

In just one night, CG went from an ordinary production to a 3D view effect.

Ning Yuelan's beautiful eyes flashed with emotion, and she couldn't help but turn her head to look at a young man in the audience.

Fang Mo happened to raise his head and look at his wife at this moment, with a smile on his lips.

"This little guy is really like a treasure boy, why can't I pay for it?"

……

whoosh-

On the other side, on the big screen, suddenly a black off-road vehicle slowly drove into the battlefield.

It is not difficult to judge by the guns with bayonets they hold, that the guys in this car are a group of Sakurajima guys.

They were scanning the ruined battlefield back and forth with their gloomy eyes.

"Ah ah ah, let me go, please, my child is innocent, let the child go..."

At this moment, a sharp scream came from the carriage.

The camera turned again, and several Sakurajima people in the carriage were seen raising and lowering their hands on a middle-aged woman with a big belly.

Faced with the resistance of the pregnant woman, they, the Sakurajima people, acted as if they didn't see it, smiling lewdly and moving.

Moreover, one of them was dissatisfied with the pregnant woman's struggle and slapped the woman hard on the face.

"Baga, be honest."

Snap, the moment the sound came.

Whether online or offline, the audience watching the Ning Group press conference couldn't help but clenched their fists and their eyes were red.

This is a memory engraved in the bones of the Chinese people.

"Beasts, you are beasts, and I will never obey you to the death..."

The pregnant woman's eyes were red, and with her last bit of strength, she rushed forward and tried to trade with a Sakurajima soldier to the limit.

Unfortunately, the other party reacted and stabbed the body with a sharp knife.

Blood was flowing, and a tragic smile flashed on the lips of the pregnant woman;

"My child, I'm sorry for you. My mother is about to die before I can bring you into this world. I will be your mother in the next life."

The next moment the woman fell to the ground, and the Sakurajima people stepped on the body a few times in displeasure.

It seemed that the annoyed woman had dampened their interest.

bang bang bang-

At this moment, a burst of violent gunshots was heard. It turned out that a dozen people who were hiding in the ruins at first launched an offensive against the car.

Countless spectators held their breaths and stared with wide eyes.

You must know that through the CG's God's perspective, they can see that there are twice as many Sakurajima people in this car as those survivors, and each of them is equipped with weapons.

The most terrible thing is that there are many Sakurajima vehicles patrolling near the ruins.

The few Chinese People's Liberation Army soldiers protecting the children on the field had obviously just finished a battle and had no time to evacuate the people trapped on the battlefield!

"Although we have to admit that our People's Liberation Army is very brave, why do they rush to die at this time!"

"Yes, there are twice as many Sakurajima people, and there are Sakurajima cars around..."

"Wait a minute, have you noticed that there are two people missing? One is the child, and the other is the soldier with an injured arm. I paid special attention to it during the first scene."

The online live broadcast room is filled with discussions about animation content.

When they heard that the child was missing, the hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room also widened their eyes.

Indeed, the child with a frightened face at the beginning who was surrounded by the People's Liberation Army for protection disappeared.

"Baga, you knew we launched a sudden attack and you didn't have time to evacuate. There must be someone hiding on this battlefield."

A dozen Sakurajima soldiers on the black off-road vehicle took out their weapons and began to check the surroundings vigilantly.

At the same time, three or four patrol cars also heard the noise and drove in this direction.

The audience's hearts were in their throats for a moment.

Even though I knew that all these dozen people would be sacrificed in the end.

But they still couldn't help but sweat over the characters in the CG animation.

"Little devil, grandpa, I'm here."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from a commanding height. As soon as he made a sound, more than a dozen gun barrels were pointed in his direction.

bang bang bang-

With a burst of gunfire, dust flew into the sky.

The shocking guerrilla war began in an instant.

From a few more hidden corners, the rest of the People's Liberation Army comrades jumped out and started firing cold shots at the Sakurajima people.

Although they were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, they held back these Sakurajima people and even forced Sakurajima patrol cars to approach them, trying to catch them all in one fell swoop.

At this time, sharp-eyed viewers noticed two figures quietly leaving in a ruins area in the upper right corner of the screen.

"They are stalling for time! They are using their lives to attract enemy firepower and give that child a chance to live."

"Oh my God, what a feat."

"Sacrificing one's life for righteousness, Chinese people are no cowards. In the face of righteousness, we will eventually be united and treat the outside world as one."

"pay tribute!"

"+1 salute."

"+2 salute."

A salute flashed across the barrage for a moment, even though I knew the CG action in front of me was fake.

But that period of history that is engraved in our bones really happened. Facing the cruel invaders of Sakurajima, China rose up to resist. This is what is written in the history books!

"Grandpa Li, Uncle Wang..."

At this moment, the little boy who was secretly taken out had tears on his face, staring at the battlefield where gunshots were heard behind him, his body trembling uncontrollably.

The one-armed man who escorted him away looked equally distressed;

"Go quickly, don't let their blood and tears be in vain."

The little boy gritted his teeth and was about to leave. There was a gap in the corner of the ruins, and there was an endless plain through the outside.

If he left this battlefield, he could escape.

However, the gap was only big enough for a child to pass through, and the one-armed People's Liberation Army who escorted him away seemed to be prepared to die generously.

"Baga, there are two more of them here..."

Suddenly, a roar sounded from behind.

The pupils of the one-armed liberation army and the little boy were constricted, and the hearts of countless spectators instantly rose to their throats.

Even the members of the Black Tiger Gang at the Ning Group press conference were leaning forward and staring blankly at the big screen.

"How come you were discovered?"

"It's over. The other party has more than a dozen guns. They can't leave."

"I feel scared even when I look at a CG. Is this normal? Brothers."

Countless viewers were worried.

The One-Armed People's Liberation Army roared; "Let's go, don't let everyone's sacrifice be in vain, take the intelligence here out."

"Uncle Chen!"

The little boy's eyes were red. As soon as he uttered a sound, a gunshot was heard.

A splash of blood suddenly burst out from the chest of the One-Armed Liberation Army. He gritted his teeth and took a deep breath to stand in front of the little boy.

Sakurajima's pursuers behind him were also afraid that the information would be leaked, so they fired mercilessly one by one.

"Go away and kill that kid too!"

"Shoot, shoot, shoot randomly, I don't believe that kid can still walk out alive."

Bullets slanted down like raindrops, and the little boy even closed his eyes in fear.

Who knew that the one-armed People's Liberation Army seemed to have a body of steel, and not a single bullet hit him.

Those shoulders that were not broad were holding up half of the sky in front of him at this moment.

The little boy's eyes instantly moistened, and the One-Armed Liberation Army spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva;

"Let's go! For the sake of China, you must take the information out..."

The little boy finally made up his mind, and his thin figure disappeared around the corner.

The scene finally changed, and the little boy appeared in a tent.

There was a stalwart figure standing in the tent. The man was wearing an old-style robe, his long hair was combed back twice naturally, and he exuded a sense of talent. He was the familiar young face on the RMB.

"That is to say, there are [-] Sakurajima ambush troops in each of the Eastern Theater and Southern Theater. Comrade, this news is very valuable... What do you want?"

The next moment, the man lowered his head slowly, his eyes gentle and elegant.

When the little boy heard this, his body trembled slightly, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes;

"I want to join you."

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