On June 7, 1992, Shanghai had already escaped the chill of early winter and the weather was getting a little hotter.

The early summer wind has a slight scent of heat that cannot be concealed. It blows on people's faces like a hand that has passed after warmth.

"Buzz buzz..." The complicated noise of machinery resounded along the Huangpu River. On this 2.5 kilometers area, the construction site that could not be seen at first sight was thriving. The cranes, pile drivers, workers' slogans, and the shouts of the supervisors were ringing here, but they were extremely harmonious.

"President, it's time. Go in first. The wind is strong by the river, and you are in poor health." The assistant whispered from the side. The old man next to him just raised his hand and signaled to stop slightly.

He didn't move. After a few minutes, another person came over, looked at him for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "Sure enough... Nakamura Jun, you are here too..."

Nakamura Masaya smiled with an old face, stood with the man who was walking, and looked at the building complex in front of him with a cane and a torch-shaped building in the center that had been half-height. After a long time, he smiled faintly: "How can you not be here?"

"Every time I come here, I remember how bold Qin Jun was at that time." He lowered his head and looked at the man: "Hotian Jun, this was taken down by us together."

Yoichi Wada didn't speak, and after a few seconds, Masaya Nakamura's voice continued to sound: "I'm old... Mr. Wada, Mr. Qin wants us to express his opinion today. Do you know what it means?"

Yoichi Wada still didn't say anything, and Masaya Nakamura continued to say anything, "Their host is at least half done. They want everyone to express their opinions, do you believe it? His main gaze is still on me and you."

"Because, it was the place we circled with him. Only when we truly belong to the Qin Dynasty can this hidden danger be completely eliminated."

"The Qin Dynasty wants to acquire us!" Hotan Yangyi broke out in cold sweat.

"I'm not sure...but I'm sure he must have had this idea. Maybe...just after I abdicated?" Nakamura Masaya sighed and smiled, "Get in, we can't shy away the first party's request, right?"

Soon, they entered the venue. As soon as they entered, Masaya Nakamura raised her eyebrows.

This is a rented shopping mall, which the Qin Dynasty did not have a special arrangement. At the bottom, there is a huge banner and a poster several meters wide. The banner reads a few big words "Striker 1945", and the poster shows the picture of Seit riding a flying sword firing in all directions. There is a circle of seats radially filled around it, at least 200.

Now, the seats are full of people. They are all kinds of young people from all over the world. Their noise and laughter bring this place into a sea of ​​joy.

"Do you know! I have collected all the elves! I can trigger the hidden plot later!" "Have you watched the video of Taishan? I haven't watched it yet." "It seems like a reversal referee 2! Heartbeat memories are also good. What a pity! These two sequels have not been developed." "I'm still looking forward to the other end of Yun and Shan."

Such laughter and laughter floated throughout the venue from time to time.

Seeing the second floor, Yoichi Wada narrowed his eyes: "Nakamura kun... do you know them?"

Masaya Nakamura also looked over. They were about twenty or thirty white men and women in suits and ties, with smiles on their faces, but none of them were familiar with them.

He shook his head and walked towards the elevator. Their seats were on the third floor and he had seen many familiar faces.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the party was scheduled to be ten o'clock in the morning, and now it was nine forty. Although the atmosphere on the scene was enthusiastic, nothing was going on without order.

At ten o'clock, the bell rang. After the poster, the group walked out. The people on the third floor, as soon as they took a look, Nakamura Masaya sighed silently and took the lead in applause.

Qin Yuanfeng took the lead, and the people behind him were Kaga Akizomi, followed by Takado Ryohiko, Sugimori Ken, Tajiri Tomori, and finally Yokoi Junhei.

"Papapapa..." The applause suddenly rang out on the third layer. This was their spontaneous and sincere applause for the top developers in the industry.

It was this group of people who created an emerging country for electronic entertainment within four years. They developed a top-notch game that was well-known in the industry. This kind of respect and envy made people on the third level applaud completely spontaneously.

Immediately afterwards, the second layer of applause was equally enthusiastic. They had already recognized Qin Yuanfeng, and they knew very well that this was the real owner they were looking for.

But the applause on the first floor was not very enthusiastic. It was sparse, as if it didn't take it seriously at all.

"According to my point of view, one of these four people is talking nonsense." A young man clapped casually and said, "You know the school leader, you know? Every time the school starts, you have to say a lot of nonsense. But everyone only cares about what new activities are going to be this year, so... "

He smiled with great experience: "The leader is the leader. The next few are the main ones."

He is not the only one who has this idea. It should be said that those who have "enjoyed" the leaders' speeches at school think so at this moment. Their applause is left to those geniuses planned by the leaders? Haha, there is no need now.

"Good morning everyone." After Qin Yuanfeng and several others sat down on the stage, they nodded to everyone with a smile: "I am Qin Yuanfeng, the chairman of the Qin Dynasty."

The first layer of applause finally became a little warmer. But this was only for the feeling of "the chairman is a very powerful position."

"Look, that's right." The young man who spoke before smiled and looked at the place beside him with a fiery gaze: "These people... are the real geniuses we should pursue..."

"I will introduce myself first." Qin Yuanfeng's smile remained the same as before: "I am everyone who comes to find fault, reverse referee, heartbeat memories, Need for Speed, Pokemon's main planner, the main planner and R&D team creator..."

"Crazy!" "Crazy!" Before he could finish his words, the applause on the first floor suddenly seemed like thunder. Many people were still putting their chests on their chests, with their hands bulging casually. Suddenly, everyone, more than 200 people on the first floor, were like puppets suddenly being pulled straight, with their hands suddenly stretched over their heads and clapping desperately.

Silent, silent, no one speaks. But everyone applauds desperately! The tide of applause represents their most loyal words at this moment!

The young man who was speaking just now experienced a dramatic change on his face. At first he couldn't believe it, and then he was shocked with ecstasy!

Then, he didn't care about anything and clapped his eyes desperately!

"Thank you." Qin Yuanfeng replied with a smile. However, the applause did not go out at all. Instead, with this thank you, it became more and more loud!

"Fuck... fuck..." A white boy whistled hard. The companion beside him clapped with red faces: "I fucking like Qin Huangchao because of the reversal of the referee! It's so fucking classic!"

"Heartbeat memories are the best!" "Need for Speed ​​is the most exciting game I have ever played! The movie is also good!" "Pocket! Pocket! Eternal Pocket! Eternal Rat! Ugly Ox!"

The cheers rang out at some point. They never thought that they would see their idols with their own eyes and hear the other party admitting that they were even more excited than the other party. It was like a flood accumulated over four years. Now they just hope that their applause would be stronger! Through the sky!

The chaotic cheers suddenly sounded like firecrackers, and then suddenly became a sound.

"Cloudandmountain!" "Cloudandmountain!" "Clouds and mountains!" "Clouds and mountains!" More than two hundred people shouted these three words in unison, different languages ​​and different races, and the voices were actually understood by everyone at this moment!

"Thank you." Qin Yuanfeng smiled again, and at this moment he felt extremely fulfilled.

The cheers seemed to never stop. And the people on the second and third floors, the three words Yun and Shan, echoed the entire hall, making them look straight.

"This company has a very good popularity..." someone whispered on the second floor. Artists, singers, and performers, who are not looking forward to this moment? When the audience calls their names?

After each concert, let all the listeners and audiences shout "Enke," which is a silent affirmation of the performance!

On the third floor, no one spoke. But their eyes were full of envy.

"If... Square's future final fantasy can reach this point... I will die without regrets..." Hotan Yang sighed, applauded enviously, and jealously.

I don’t know how long it took, but the applause finally stopped. Qin Yuanfeng smiled and nodded: “I’m glad everyone likes the Qin Dynasty’s games…”

Before he finished speaking, it seemed as if the players participating had no pain at all, without any warning. The applause was like the dazzling traces in the sky after the fireworks. Although the fireworks were beautiful, the traces remained after they disappeared. Once again, the applause filled the entire venue.

"Of course I like it!" The game's fans are not as crazy as the singer's fans, and just shouted loudly: "We really like every game in the Qin Dynasty!"

"You are the best!" "The Qin Dynasty's games are worthy of being the first one, whether they are imagination or creativity!" "I will always look forward to your games!"

"Thank you, thank you." Qin Yuanfeng had no idea how many times he had thanked him, and the satisfaction in his heart was beyond words.

There is no Chinese game that can reach this level before it travels through time!

The audience shouted at him alone. Only after experiencing this feeling can you know how good it is.

"Next, I'll introduce other designers to you." He said loudly, and the applause finally weakened: "First of all, it's Pokémon's main planner Ken Sugimori, Mr. Tajiri Tomori!"

"Baopa!" The applause was also warm. Of course, it was impossible for Qin Yuanfeng to be enthusiastic. I don't know how many people came to find faults, reverse the referee, and then there were Pokemons.

Everyone understands that the chairman who was speaking just now was the founder of the Qin Dynasty. Without him, there would be no Qin Dynasty that would be later.

Such a person, and the most important thing is that he has played so many games in the Qin Dynasty, was planned by him. How could he not give the warmest applause!
Chapter completed!