According to the normal procedure, the opening of a ga should have ideally taken place during the day on that day.
However, as a carnival, it seed unnecessary to stick to conventions.
At the stroke of midnight on March 1st, the sports field and carnival venue simultaneously burst into dazzling fireworks.
Countless players witnessed this scene firsthand.
They all looked up, their eyes wide open.
The fireworks display began with a familiar lody, the most classic the of Super Mario, the original the.
Players also liked to refer to the starting sound effect of Super Mario 1 as the beginning of the ga.
Accompanied by a variation of the Mario music, the familiar big-nosed Mario erged from the sports field, passing through fireworks, simulating Mario's jumping movents, and hopping step by step to the carnival venue.
At the top of the carnival venue on this side, there were two very prominent numbers.
10
This represented the tenth anniversary of Gastar Entertainnt.
Gastar Entertainnt had been booming for nearly a decade, becoming sacred in the hearts of countless people.
As the fireworks blossod, Mario also arrived beneath the number 10.
Then, with a leap, Mario disappeared along with the fireworks belonging to 10 with a crisp impact sound.
"Wow! What an amazing fireworks display!"
"Wait, wait, what did I miss? Why did the fireworks show suddenly start?"
"Fool, I guess you didn't know, ten years ago, it is said that Gastar Entertainnt's first ga Super Mario and the first ga console were also completed in the early hours of the morning, so naturally, this ti also has great commorative significance!"
"What? Is there such a legend? I had no idea."
"Legends are probably more real the fewer people know about them, right?"
After the fireworks ended, people imdiately began lively discussions. So were already feeling sleepy, but now they were completely awake.
At this ti, many people had no intention of sleeping at all. Even in the early hours of the morning, many people gathered to play gas, and the scene was spectacular.
Next, the large screen at the entrance of the venue lit up, illuminating the large square in front, and many small tents beca unique decorations.
These tents represented groups of the most loyal fans of Gastar Entertainnt, and they were now full of anticipation.
There were still eight hours left, and many people might not be able to sleep tonight. At least many players who dared to set up tents in front of the venue were definitely not going to sleep.
But for the love of the ga, they didn't care at all.
At the sa ti, they were all very young, full of energy, and staying up all night was not a problem at all.
In the middle of the night, the entire tent area was very lively, and the enthusiasm of the players showed no signs of diminishing. Even though there was still a bit of chill in Japan at this ti, it didn't stop these players from interacting and playing gas with each other.
Among these crowds, there were several very special people mixed in.
One of them was Huckle Brown.
At this mont, he felt very emotional.
Gastar Entertainnt was indeed the most influential electronic ga company. He had thought about surpassing Gastar Entertainnt several tis, but it was as difficult as crossing a mountain.
However, he was also fortunate. After being fired from his own company, he dared to change the tradition of ga developnt in the United States and insisted on keeping his team together, and he also made a na for himself.
Now his company had a well-known shooting ga series and online role-playing ga works.
These two works had beco the most important source of inco for his company.
However, he still couldn't compare with Gastar Entertainnt.
Even he himself was now a supporter of Gastar Entertainnt. There were many Gastar Entertainnt gas in his house, and he believed that Gastar Entertainnt was the best. There was really nothing he could do about it.
Watching the end of the fireworks and the countdown screen light up, he felt that there probably wouldn't be any more extra programs tonight. After all, the players still needed to rest well and prepare for tomorrow. At least for him, who was getting older, staying up was not an option.
But just as he was about to crawl into his tent, he inadvertently caught sight of a figure not far away.
That figure seed sowhat familiar, but because it was just a quick glance, he only vaguely felt familiar. By the ti he wanted to see the person in that direction clearly, the person had already disappeared.
Perhaps it was an acquaintance; who knew, they might et at the venue.
With this thought in mind, Huckle Brown entered his tent and went to sleep.
Not far away, Myron Case was also preparing to enter his tent at the sa ti.
Up to now, he still didn't approve of video gas, but he inexplicably ca over. Recently, his company had entered a period of stability, and it happened to be a bit idle, so he simply ca here to see this carnival.
He thought of learning so marketing ideas from Gastar Entertainnt. Maybe he could gain sothing.
Although he didn't like video gas, his son was very fond of them. He liked to play gas developed by Gastar Entertainnt.
Thus, he also made a tent and brought his son with him.
As the owner of a large company, his tent was also relatively spacious.
After he lay down, he casually turned on his tablet computer and browsed so recent market news.
Suddenly, his son, who was lying beside him, said in a low voice, "Dad, look, who is that?"
Myron Case looked up in the direction his son was pointing and saw a figure. At first, he didn't think much of it. He thought it was probably just a player who hadn't gone to bed yet.
But when he looked closely, he was stunned.
It was his rival, Huckle Brown!
It turned out that he also ca here.
In his heart, he was both surprised and alert. Could it be that Huckle Brown also ca here to seek inspiration?
Myron Case couldn't help but think about it, but he didn't expect that he would be able to et Huckle Brown here. After all, it was quite a coincidence.
He couldn't help but beco more vigilant. He had to be careful not to reveal anything about his company.
Just as he was thinking about this, his son suddenly tugged at his clothes and said, "Dad, did you see it?"
"What did you see?" Myron Case asked in a low voice.
"It's him! The guy who disappeared just now! He's there again!" his son said excitedly.
Myron Case looked up again and saw the figure.
He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Could it be that Huckle Brown had so secret rendezvous?
He couldn't help but beco more alert.
At this ti, Huckle Brown had already entered his tent and lay down to sleep.
In the tent, Huckle Brown felt a little restless.
He felt as if there was sothing he had forgotten, but he couldn't rember it clearly.
He couldn't help but toss and turn in his tent, trying to figure out what he had forgotten.
Suddenly, he rembered sothing, and his eyes widened in shock.
Could it be him?
At this mont, Myron Case was also in his tent, feeling very uneasy.
He felt as if sothing was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
He couldn't help but toss and turn in his tent, trying to figure out what was bothering him.
Suddenly, he rembered sothing, and his eyes widened in shock.
Could it be him?
At this mont, the two tents were not far apart.
Huckle Brown and Myron Case, two rivals who had never t, were actually in the sa tent area.
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