A certain Tang Mochen·luxury villa

The Demon King blinked his big watery eyes lightly, and looked at Li Xiangxiang, who was as cold as frost.

Even if there is an experience of getting along with each other once.

The aura exuded by Li Xiangxiang still made the Demon King a little depressed.

There is a sense of déjà vu when I skipped classes and met the head teacher when I was a student.

Very passive! Very uncomfortable! !

Li Xiangxiang’s cold eyes flashed with deep surprise, obviously did not expect that the Demon King was also at Lin Feng’s house.

No! wrong! !

Li Xiangxiang stared at the Demon King’s feet with pure eyes.

Little feet are stepping on a pair of oversized slippers…men’s slippers.

Could it be—

The Demon King stayed at Lin Feng’s house yesterday! ?

In an instant, the depths of Li Xiangxiang’s eyes were full of ‘hostility’.

It’s not that he hates the Demon King.

Li Xiangxiang found that whenever a girl approached her boss, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Inexplicably rejecting girls who approached Lin Feng.

“…Please come in!”

The devil hastenedWithdrawing his gaze, stepping on the lotus feet and stepping sideways to get out of the way.

Listening to her words like a ‘hostess’.

The ‘hostile’ luster that had just dissipated in the star eyes suddenly emerged.

Heart, getting more and more uncomfortable.

This weird feeling was the first time she had encountered it in the past twenty years.

Li Xiangxiang herself was a little panicked.

Just as the second in command of Shinhwa Game Company.

Li Xiangxiang can easily hide her abnormal state.

The Demon King couldn’t see the slightest trace of panic in her.

“boss!”

Li Xiangxiang stood in front of Lin Feng respectfully stepping on her little feet.

The attitude is extremely respectful, as if a devout believer is going to a holy temple to worship God.

Get along for such a long time.

Li Xiangxiang has worshiped Lin Feng to the point of blindness.

“Xiangxiang, what’s the matter?”

Lin Feng asked her warmly, watching the ice girl with his eyes.

Maybe it’s because of the private meeting.

Li Xiangxiang is not dressed in a secretary’s uniform, she is very fresh.

To match her glamorous temperament.

Lin Feng subconsciously thought of a skin: the skin of Sword Fairy Headmistress.

The temperament of the two is extremely similar.

The only flaw is that Li Xiangxiang is not fierce enough.

The Demon King can compete with Sword Girl and Headmistress’s skin.

But she doesn’t have that glamorous temperament.

The Demon King is more suitable for the cosplay of game characters such as Qin Nu and Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Ahri.

The first recommendation is Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Ari, especially the one with a tail…

“Boss, the Fengchao site has already paid the deposit, when will we formally lease it?”

When Lin Feng was thinking about which skin of Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Ari would be suitable for the Demon King.

Li Xiangxiang asked in a low voice.

Prices in the imperial capital are abnormal, and the Fengchao site is of great significance in the Yanxia Kingdom.

The price of renting for a day is extremely expensive.

Li Xiangxiang must grasp the time accurately.

Otherwise, it will be very troublesome to rent more or less for one day.

“…five days later.”

Lin Feng thought for a moment, then pondered.

Five days is enough to eliminate 99% of the participating players.

Only the top sixteen are eligible to go to the Fengchao competition.

“Boss, how many days are you renting?”

“one day.”

“one day??”

Lin Xiangxiang’s big eyes were full of astonishment.

Not far away, the demon kings who were sitting on the sofa froze as they moved closer together.

Looking at the perplexed and pretty faces of the two girls, Lin Feng had no idea what they were thinking.

The “Cross Fire” national league has a total of three game modes: individual sniper, individual knife fight, and team competition.

The finals will take at least three days.

Li Xiangxiang and the Demon King didn’t think much about it.

It’s just that they overlooked a very important issue: the duration.

“Cross Fire” is not “League of Legends” after all.

A game of League of Legends lasts for a short period of ten minutes or as long as tens of minutes.

The longer the time stretches, the more excited, nervous, and excited the watching players become.

Not to mention the time limit for each round of CrossFire, the viewing pleasure is not as good as that of League of Legends.

Rather than splitting the competition into three days, it would be better to win and lose in one day.

With those two days, it was enough for “Dungeon and Warriors” to start the public beta.

“Boss, “Cross Fire” players are still boycotting the National League Individual Knife Fight.”

“Is it true that Malay swords are not banned?”

Li Xiangxiang asked again in a soft voice.

A large number of players frantically resisted, and other game companies secretly contributed to the flames.

The already eye-catching “Cross Fire” National League has completely topped the limelight.

I don’t know how many people wished that Shinhwa Game Company would immediately fall down in embarrassment.

Li Xiangxiang is not only worried about other game companies, but also “Cross Fire” players.

If this matter continues to be ignored, it may cause a chain reaction, causing countless players to abandon the game.

Players are the lifeblood of online games.

Without players, the game will not last long.

Penguin Game Company’s “I am Gunslinger” is the best example.

At the current stage, “I am Gunslinger” has less than 3 million daily online players.

Who would have thought that a few months ago, this was a hit game with an average of 120 million online daily.

“The player abandons the game?!”

Lin Feng was slightly stunned.

“Xiangxiang, do you think all the tickets for the “Cross Fire” National League can be sold?”

“can!”

Secretary Leng Yan replied without hesitation, her cold voice was full of admiration.

I have witnessed so many opportunities created by Lin Feng.

Li Xiangxiang trusts her own boss unconditionally, and has a sense of admiration for a brain-dead fan who is an idol.

Lin Feng: “……”

Li Xiangxiang’s answer caught him off guard.

Based on the worry on her pretty face, she thought she didn’t believe that all the tickets would be sold.

“Let me put it another way: Xiangxiang, how long do you think it will take for the National League tickets for “Cross Fire” to sell out?”

“How much time?”

Li Xiangxiang’s eyes flickered slightly.

As a famous venue in the imperial capital, Fengchao has 80,000 fixed seats, and 11,000 temporary seats can be added.

The total number of players accommodated is: 91,000.

“One hour.”

Li Xiangxiang answered in a low voice.

Parallel World held the first online game national league.

No one knew if there were any players who went to watch.

Coupled with the boycott of “Cross Fire” by countless players, I am afraid that the number of people going there will be even lower.

Sixty minutes!

Li Xiangxiang’s answer was very caring for Lin Feng.Otherwise she wants to talk for three hours.

The Demon King knelt on the sofa, nodding his cute little head.

Apparently she also thought it was a big deal to sell out all the tickets in an hour.

“Brother Lin Feng, how long do you think it will take?”

The Demon King gently fiddled with his long black hair and asked in a waxy voice.

Lin Feng smiled lightly, and slowly stretched out a finger…

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