From gaming to becoming the richest man, it all started with his counterattack against XunTeng.

After resting backstage for nearly an hour, news finally came from the front desk that the employee who had taken over the queue had been assigned a testing station.

Teacher Ma and his two companions instantly perked up and immediately got up and excitedly headed towards the front-of-house exhibition area.

But the moment they stepped onto the public exhibition stage, the three of them stopped in their tracks, completely dumbfounded.

Inside the large Beehive booth, several beautiful cosplayers with exquisite makeup and perfect recreations of the characters stood scattered around. Each of them had a striking figure and outstanding temperament, bringing the heroes from the game to life.

The most eye-catching person in the crowd was a French female cosplayer with blue-purple skin. Her eyebrows, figure, expression and aura were exactly the same as the hero who appeared in the opening ceremony CG. She was so exquisite that she seemed to have walked out of the picture.

Damn, this blue-purple skin character is so eye-catching!

The three of them stared intently at each other, unable to look away for a long time, even temporarily forgetting their intention to try out the game.

The viewers in the live stream went completely wild, with a dense barrage of comments instantly flooding the screen, almost covering the entire view.

"Mr. Yang really understands us! This cosplayer's accuracy is off the charts, it's so beautiful!"

"The must-eat item at the Beehive booth today is number one, no doubt about it!"

Today's must-eat list at Gamescom!

"Cheese, cheese, move closer! Let's get some close-ups, and I'll send you a gift when I get back!"

"Calm down! You're here to stream a game test, so mind your image and don't embarrass yourselves!"

It took the three of them two or three minutes to come to their senses and remember that they were game streamers who came to live stream a game trial.

The group, their eyes still somewhat unfocused, followed the guide absentmindedly, finding suitable camera positions, setting up equipment, and preparing to start a live broadcast.

Staff in the demo area came forward to carefully assist the three people and help them set up their equipment.

On the other side, Yang Yi was not idle either. She went straight to Victor, who was in charge of on-site coordination, and whispered a few words of advice, asking him to immediately contact the Black Lily cosplayer and finalize the contract.

This model not only has outstanding looks and figure, but also a cold and sharp temperament, which perfectly matches the character of Black Lily, making her portrayal of the role exceptionally accurate.

Finalizing a formal contract to regulate her behavior and hiring her as the official exclusive Black Widow cosplayer would be an excellent choice, whether for future exhibition appearances or promotional material shoots.

The good news of the signed contract came right to her nose, and the black lily cosplayer's eyes instantly lit up with joy, and her whole spirits brightened.

They put in extra effort for the subsequent group photos, their postures becoming increasingly in line with the characters' poses, and a smile kept creeping onto their lips.

Unfortunately, Black Lily's persona was cold and aloof, and she couldn't show even the slightest smile. She could only purse her lips tightly and tighten her expression, forcing herself to suppress her joy and go through all the sad things she could remember one by one.

Isn't this a form of discipline?

Just then, Victor, who was in charge of on-site coordination, hurried over, deliberately lowered his body, and whispered a few words in Yang Yi's ear at a very fast pace.

Yang Yi initially remained calm, but as she listened, her brows furrowed, her face filled with confusion and astonishment. She lowered her voice and asked in bewilderment, "Help her? What do you mean, help her?"

He was stunned for two seconds, then quickly realized what he meant and instantly understood the key point.

The next second, Yang Yi's face darkened considerably, and the veins on his forehead throbbed slightly.

But at this moment, the booth was teeming with people and cameras, countless eyes and live-streaming devices were pointed at them. He couldn't afford to lose his composure in the slightest, much less lash out in public. He could only suppress his anger, glaring fiercely at Victor, and grit his teeth as he gave the order in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"This guy's a damn fool! Help him out of here!!!! Also, immediately investigate who the employee was who hired him to handle things. If they knowingly and deliberately arranged it, fire them on the spot, without any mercy!"

Yang Yi gritted her teeth and asked in a low voice, "How long has she been on stage for the group photo?"

Victor quickly replied, his tone somewhat urgent: "Boss, it's been less than twenty minutes. Most of those who came to take photos were professional media. The special audience for media day has just entered, so it shouldn't have spread yet."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yi felt a slight sense of relief. Fortunately, the situation was still under control and wouldn't escalate into a large-scale public opinion storm.

He immediately suppressed his irritation and gave the instructions in a very fast voice:

"First, quietly take her backstage without making a fuss. Then, find everyone who has taken a photo with her, offer them appropriate compensation, and have them sign a confidentiality agreement."

"We maintain a consistent message: This Widowmaker cosplayer is not an official staff member of our organization. She was just visiting the exhibition with a friend and approached us for a photo without permission. We discovered her and immediately removed her from the venue."

Yang Yi paused for a moment, then her anger surged again. She added in a stronger tone, "Furthermore, take all the cosplayers present backstage in batches and carefully verify their identities one by one. Don't miss a single one!"

Damn it, what kind of mess is this?!

I know that foreign countries are very free, but isn't this too much freedom?!

The thought that the stunningly beautiful black lily cosplayer she admired might have a penis no smaller than her own made Yang Yi feel nauseous.

Alas! Oh, heavens, how cruel you are to me!

The current mess is temporarily left to Victor to handle. He feels as if his body and mind have been violently knocked away by the Da Yun on the national highway, and he desperately wants to go backstage to find Shen Xiao to cleanse his eyes and calm his shattered worldview.

Just then, the cheers of Eggplant and the other two reached my ears.

"Whoosh!!! Brothers, we've lived up to your expectations and finally got to play Overwatch, which we've been longing for. If nothing unexpected happens, we should be the three best Overwatch streamers in China."

After fiddling around for nearly 10 minutes, the three of them finally managed to get into their seats and officially start the Overwatch gameplay live stream.

The moment Overwatch appeared in the three-person livestream, the livestream's popularity instantly soared to a new high.

Many streamers who missed the Cologne event or the morning's trial session were filled with regret as they watched the staggering traffic, seeing such a golden opportunity for exposure slip away.

Many streamers watched the opening night of Gamescom and knew that Overwatch would be a hit, but they didn't expect it to be this popular.

Why are the foreign media outlets that were on a trip so tight-lipped? How come these three were the first to be featured in the live broadcast in China?

Foreign media outlets are also being unfairly maligned. We are media outlets, not anchors; we don't need to go back to write articles or make videos!

It can only be said that the rise of the live streaming industry has had a significant impact on traditional gaming media, at least in terms of the speed of first-hand news exposure, the two are vastly different.

Looking at the three whose popularity remained high, Yang Yi suddenly slapped his forehead. Damn it, he'd forgotten about them all!

Yang Yi secretly logged into Teacher Ma's live stream with a secondary account, and people are still discussing the must-eat list at the Beehive booth—Black Lily cosplayer.

What the hell are we going to do?!

Yang Yi pondered for a moment and decided to inform the three of the same thing directly.

"Um, Mr. Ma, Mr. Piao, and Eggplant, when our staff was checking the list of cosplayers, we suddenly discovered that the cosplayer for Black Lily was not on our official list. He was just visiting with friends, and we have already expelled him."

"In other words, you can't promote him, as that would infringe on his portrait rights. You also know how troublesome it is to have legal disputes abroad..."

The three were a little disappointed upon hearing this. Losing a popular live stream segment would inevitably affect viewership, and even the comments section was filled with sympathy for the cosplayers.

"If it's not an official agency, just sign her! It's hard to find a cosplayer who looks this good, okay!"

"Mr. Yang, I just praised you, how could you be so confused!"

"The thought of not seeing Black Lily when I go tomorrow makes me feel terrible."

"You're so foolish, Mr. Yang! You're not going to let this free publicity go to you?"