"Xiao Lin, this looks like a statue of a person?" It was rare for Chief Wang to be together with the receptionist. He was usually very careful with his image and had to keep a distance from these young and beautiful female colleagues, but this was too strange for him to understand.
The receptionist named Xiao Lin shook her head and gasped. "Chief Wang, this is Robot Zero, the biological armored combat robot that Ling Boli piloted in the EVA."
"Robot Zero? EVA？ What's that? "Chief Wang, who was in his fifties, would not understand these young people.
"Anyway, it's a robot." Xiao Lin was not in the mood to explain the two-dimensional knowledge to Chief Wang. She only looked at the magnifying glass and sighed. "Oh my god, this isn't just a simple likeness. Oh my god! The lines, the joints, the armor, it's like it's alive! If it could be colored, it would look exactly like the figurine I just bought! "
As the girl spoke, she pointed at the figurine in the corner of the office table.
The figurine was about ten centimeters tall and was officially authorized by Bandai. It was imported and had excellent workmanship.
In that instant, Chen Guang had clearly carved it according to the figurine.
Chief Wang shook his head blankly. "Impossible! This is impossible! "
Kobayashi was getting more and more confused. The more she looked at it, the more incredulous she felt. Her figurine was assembled from hundreds of parts. How could it be cut into the exact same shape? Even the external armor on her right forearm had the exact same shape!
Scary!
Xiao Lin thought about it and said, "I'll go get a microscope from the program team next door. Give me a few minutes."
Ten minutes later, Chief Wang and Xiao Lin stared at the image taken by the high-powered microscope on the computer, dumbfounded.
The entire figurine was about three millimeters tall. Other than the lack of color and the fact that it was pure black, it was exactly the same as Xiao Lin's figurine.
Chief Wang's hand holding the pencil was shaking. He could not understand the principle behind this even if he was beaten to death.
"How did he do it? He clearly just slashed it with a single slash … This … Why did he do that? "
"Maybe it's because he's really God?"
Xiao Lin's eyes were shining. She clenched her fists and prayed silently. 'May God bless me. If my future boyfriend's fingers are even one-tenth as nimble as mine, my life will be worth it.'
When Manager Wang arrived at the players' break room, his mind was muddled. He was still holding the pencil in his hand. No matter how he tried to construct a picture in his mind, he had no idea how Chen Guang had managed to carve out Machine Zero in one go.
Chen Guang looked at him and knew that he had achieved his goal. He took the pencil back from him. "Director Wang, don't ask me. I won't tell you anything. The pencil was given to me by your employee, and the knife is also hers. You only need to understand one thing. I used less than a second to sharpen the pencil like this. Now, do you still want to discuss Demon Hand Hikari with me? "
Chief Wang shook his head like a rattle drum. "Don't think about it. Don't think about it at all."
Chen Guang pressed the tip of the pencil on the chair and flattened it under Chief Wang's pained gaze. "So, can we start recording the show on time?"
Chief Wang's eyes widened. 'What a pity. Such a perfect piece of art was crushed by him just like that. He must be torturing and taking revenge on me, a patient with OCD. Damn it.'
After waiting for a few seconds, Chief Wang came back to his senses. He looked at his watch and realized that there were only ten minutes left before the official start of the recording. He hurried to the director's room and shouted, "Everyone, get into position! Don't f * cking dawdle! "
Chen Guang smiled and shrugged. He thought to himself, 'Bro, how can I explain it to you? You might think it was just one knife, but in that instant, I swung it at least a hundred times!'
Unlike other skills, the seemingly useless pencil sharpening skill was, in a sense, the most unreasonable skill that Chen Guang had mastered so far.
Because when he achieved the achievement in the World in the Cup, his arm was under the special blessing of the World in the Cup. Even in the outside world, as long as he held a pen in one hand and a knife in the other, his whole body would be blessed by the mysterious power of the Holy Grail.
After mastering the high-frequency vibration of the World of Kirin's Arm, his pencil sharpening ability was even further enhanced. It was even better than when he was training in the World in the Cup.
Once he started to sharpen, the ability he displayed was not a human ability at all.
I don't usually show off. When I do, I scare myself to tears, okay?
In other words, as long as the pencil was replaced with something of a different thickness, his trick would not work.
But this time, the project of the Guinness Challenge was pencil sharpening. It was impossible for him to lose, okay?
He couldn't lose even if he wanted to!
Chen Guang turned his head and looked at the group of foreigners sitting not far away. If he guessed correctly, this group of people should be the master-level employees of Smith Jewelry. The oldest among them should be over 50 years old, and the youngest should be 30 years old.
The yellow man sitting in the middle, surrounded by the stars, should be the Japanese, Hiroto Aoyama.
Looking at his slender fingers, his muscles and bones were different from ordinary people's. He did have some amazing kung fu skills. The name Ghost Hand was not for nothing.
If it was another project, Chen Guang might not necessarily win. But since it was pencil sharpening, he could only apologize.
Sensing his provocative gaze, Hiroto Aoyama and the group of Smith Jewelry employees all turned to look at him.
"That's him, the reckless challenger."
"Mr. Aoyama, Mrs. Smith wants us to win more quickly. If you win the competition in the end, Mrs. Smith will consider handing over all the business in Japan to you."
Hiroto Aoyama nodded. "I won't let Mrs. Smith down."
He couldn't help but recall the last time he performed on the street in Tokyo's underground tunnel. Everything looked the same as before.
The dim light in the underground tunnel scattered in the long tunnel. There was no warmth, only bone-chilling cold. The homeless man curled up on the ground beside him, wrapped in a thick coat, was also shivering in the cold.
Frantic mosquitoes buzzed around the light on the ceiling, hitting the lampshade and making popping sounds, as if drowning out the growling in their stomachs.
When he was at his most desperate, Mrs. Smith came down from the sky like an angel and asked him to carve a head for her using rice on the table.
He was shocked by the gorgeous clothes on the angel. His fingers had never been so agile. It usually took him eight seconds to finish sketching a statue, but this time, he finished it in five seconds.
From then on, Mrs. Smith, who had the body of an angel, opened a window to his gloomy life. Although some of the memories made him sick, the results were always gratifying.
Most of what he had today was thanks to Mrs. Smith. So, today, even if it was just to make her happy, he had to win quickly.
With that in mind, he began to rub his fingers subconsciously.
The eyes of the employees of Smith Jewelry next to him were involuntarily attracted to Hiroto Aoyama's fingers. It was really amazing. As expected of Mr. Aoyama. His skills didn't show any signs of decline because of his age. Instead, they were getting better.
Marianne Smith, as the chairman of Guinness Asia Pacific, was already seated in the guest seat in the recording hall. Powell and another staff member sat on either side of her, one on the left and the other on the right.
Usually, she wouldn't sit in this seat. She wasn't even interested in watching a normal program recording, but today was obviously a special day.
Mrs. Smith was half lying on the leather chair in the guest seat, moving her body with some difficulty. "Powell, when Chen Guang loses in the challenge mode, go and tell him that if he doesn't make any compromises, the door of Guinness will be closed to him forever. Also, you'd better tell him that I, Marianne, have a wide circle of friends. Many celebrities in the Huaxia entertainment circle are my friends. He will definitely pay for his arrogance yesterday. "
Powell was extremely disgusted, but he put on a respectful face and said, "Yes, esteemed Chairman."
After waiting for another ten minutes, the audience entered the hall one after another, and the seats were all filled up.
Usually, these people signed up online and were selected through a series of behind-the-scenes operations. Their task was to clap and scream when necessary to ensure the effect of the program.
However, this time, the audience seemed to be a little restless. The lights in the studio had dimmed, but the whispers in the crowd didn't stop for a long time. Director Wang had to shout into the microphone to make these people calm down a little.
When the studio finally returned to normal, Director Wang turned off the microphone and said with a straight face, "What the hell? Why are the quality of the audience this time so low?"
The staff member next to him quickly explained, "Director Wang, it's my fault. There were too many people signing up online this time. When we selected people, the system made a mistake. We chose real audience members."
Director Wang wanted to kick him. Why didn't he inform him earlier that something like this had happened? If they weren't experienced audience members, the situation today would have gone out of control!
In his mind, he thought of the Zero machine that Chen Guang had carved out with a knife. If he were an ordinary audience member, he might not be able to control his emotions when witnessing such a miracle with his own eyes.
In the audience seats, seventeen or eighteen bald men gathered together, and they seemed to be very eye-catching.
Yes, that's right, Chen Guang's old acquaintance, the bald president of the Anti-Light Alliance, had brought his brothers to support him.
This old man must have mastered some special skills. As long as Chen Guang went on stage in public, he would definitely appear unshakably, rain or shine. Even if Chen Guang changed the venue of his appearance from the five capitals to Yanjing, it still wouldn't stop him from "chasing after his idol."
The people around him were naturally his comrades who were as close as brothers.
In fact, hundreds of people in the entire Anti-Light Alliance had signed up. However, because Chen Guang had publicized this during the live broadcast, the audience registration for the Guinness Conference, which no one cared about before, suddenly exploded, and the competition became extremely fierce.
The total number of people signing up online was more than 200,000, but less than 1,000 people were selected. Excluding the 500 people who had been manipulated under the table, the actual selection rate was less than 1%. On the surface, the success rate was also only 1%.
Even with the president's mysterious blessing, the entire Anti-Light Alliance had more than 800 people, and only about 20 people had entered. In fact, this was already very strong.
"As expected of the president! Our success rate is as high as 1%! It must be the president's spirit in heaven that is blessing us! "
The vice president looked very excited. He was a fanatical supporter of Chen Guang, but he didn't have the opportunity to listen to Chen Guang's teachings. Otherwise, he would have easily become a noble believer.
The president stepped on his foot. "Shut your crow's mouth. I'm not dead yet! Are you really hoping for me to die so that you can usurp the throne? "
"No, no, no. President, I definitely didn't think that way. If not for your blessing, at most, only five of us could have entered!"
The vice president said sincerely.
The other bald members also looked at the president with gratitude.
The bald president silently wiped away his tears. As a president who lived among a group of die-hard Chen Guang fans, it was really tough.
He really didn't understand why the Anti-Light Alliance was getting further and further away from his original goal. There must be something wrong with the way it was opened.
"What? Your president is so powerful? Our whole class is Brother All-Rounder's fan. We heard that Brother All-Rounder would be participating this week, so we signed up together. In the end, I was the only one selected. We are so pitiful. "Someone overheard their conversation and became interested in the Anti-Light Alliance.
The members immediately started to show off.
"Of course. We have a total of 800 brothers that signed up, and 20 were selected! Do you see our heads? Do you see our president? Brother All-Rounder is also bald. This is his summoning. There is a mysterious bond between us and Brother All-Rounder! "
"Brother, are you also a fan of Brother All-Rounder? Why don't you hurry up and join us? "
"Ah? Must I shave my head? But I'm a girl. "
"I'm sorry. We are the righteous Anti-Light Alliance. We never accept female members. I heard that there are girls in the Pink Light Alliance. You can contact them. "
"Can I ask my boyfriend to join you?"
"Yes, but you have to remind him not to pay the membership fee. He must be careful of our president. We are a non-profit organization."
The bald president silently wiped away his tears. He seemed to have understood something. His heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe.
"Hello, ladies and gentlemen! I am your host, Zhu Jun! "
"I am your host, Dong Qing!"
"Welcome to …"
"The Guinness Conference!"
The male and female hosts walked out from both sides of the stage and stood in the center. The recording of the Guinness Conference began.
The audience suddenly tensed up. The show was about to begin.
The staff in the contestants' lounge shouted, "The contestants whose names I have called, please follow me to the back of the stage. The recording has begun. Thank you for your cooperation."
Chen Guang turned his head and exchanged glances with Hiroto Aoyama. He grinned and walked to the front.
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