He watched the others challenge Guinness out of boredom while holding his chin and thinking hard.
At present, the biggest shortcoming of the Seven Perfect Cups, the faith value of the pencil sharpening world depended on today's show. The piano world also depended on the joint performance in the National Gallery of Art seven days later.
If possible, he would make the show in seven days a global event. He would use even crazier skills than the Left and Right Hands concert so that other piano lovers would not have the courage to compete with him.
It doesn't matter if you guys ridicule my artistic level. There is no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts.
I understand all this.
What I want is just the title of the strongest technique, that's all.
The other darts world and the sword tower world had already exploded in faith value. The racing world was almost at 30,000. There was not much room for improvement. The pile driver Little Six had a daily production of 38,000 since the birth of the statue of God.
So, now that there was still faith value and room for expansion, it seemed that the only thing left was Little Seven with a daily production of 18,000!
He silently clenched his fists and looked at his hands. He remembered the process of the birth of the statue of God and suddenly felt a headache.
It seemed that only one person playing the piano twice could not continue to leave a deep impression on others.
He had to do something else. At least he had to let people know that his hands were the strongest in the world, that they were the most explosive, and that they must be the most perfect pair of arms in the world.
So what should he do?
Participate in the weightlifting competition?
To be honest, if he were to lift weights in his current state, he would most likely sprain his back.
His hands and feet were perfect, but he had not trained the other parts of his upper body.
Besides, lifting weights did not prove that strength was the greatest, right?
The Qilin Arm also involved many other factors, such as explosive power.
What should he do?
The thought of this made his headache even worse.
The recording of the show would take about four hours. In the middle, some parts of the show that were not very effective would be cut, and some unexpected scenes would be abandoned.
"It's finally over. I don't know if there will be another episode of this unlucky show." Powell and Bloom walked down from the stage side by side, talking. They were a little dispirited.
Bloom sighed. "God knows. Why don't we go talk to Mister Chen now? Maybe he will give in a little?"
"Wait, I have a call. It's from Linda."
Powell pulled Bloom back.
Broom urged, "Hurry up, Mister Chen is leaving. Powell? Powell? What's wrong with you? What are you doing? Your phone fell to the ground! "
Powell slowly lowered his hand and looked at Broom with a pale face. "Broom, Mrs. Smith … is dead …"
"What?! Speak louder! "
Bloom picked his ears. He had heard it clearly, but he hoped he had misheard.
"I say! Mrs Smith is dead! As soon as she arrived at the hospital, she entered the emergency room. However, on the way there, her heart stopped for a short while. She had too many complications. She was too fat, and her heart was already riddled with holes. She's dead now! "
"What is the hospital doing? They're already here, but they can't save him? "Broom still couldn't believe it.
Powell nodded. "Yes, we tried for more than three hours but to no avail."
On the other side, Chen Guang, who was about to leave after greeting Chief Wang, also heard their conversation.
"Chief Wang, I think I heard those two say … Mrs. Smith is dead?" Chen Guang tried to ask.
How could Comrade Old Wang believe that? He chuckled and said, "Hahahaha, Mr. Chen, you really know how to joke. How could someone die from anger so easily? You're really black-bellied to actually curse someone else."
"F * ck! She's really dead! "A minute later, Comrade Old Wang could no longer laugh.
Even Chen Guang was dumbfounded. Although Su Tao was hateful, wasn't it a little too much for him to die so easily?
If you have heart disease, don't be so troublesome, okay?
I didn't do anything.
You've been courting death all along. Now that you're dead, don't turn into a malicious spirit and come looking for trouble with me!
Therefore, people should not be too pretentious. They should also pay attention to maintaining healthy living habits, exercising hard, and paying attention to their figure. Once a person gets fat, it's easy for them to have all sorts of problems.
Her ability to withstand pressure was so poor, and she came to provoke me. Now that she's dead from anger, is it my fault?
Forget it, I'll go back and burn some yellow paper for her as a souvenir.
Some things were just so unimaginable. It was obvious that Mrs. Smith's heart disease was not something new. It had been accumulating for a long time, and today's incident was just a prelude.
Things piled up one by one, and finally led to the fact that she had died in the emergency room.
If it had been another place, another reason, another time, she might still have died like this.
Unfortunately, everything had happened today. It seemed sudden, but in reality, it was inevitable.
"Mr. Chen …" Powell rolled his dead fish eyes and wanted to say something to Chen Guang.
Chen Guang jumped back. "Don't look at me! This has nothing to do with me! What did I do? I only participated in the Guinness Conference, won, and was done with it. Don't blame it on me. I'm not going to take the blame. I didn't even touch her a few times from the beginning to the end. I didn't say anything to her either. The one who pushed her down wasn't me, it was that Japanese! "
He definitely could not take the blame. Although Old Master Guang was stubborn, he was not stupid.
Powell was embarrassed. "That's true. Everyone was watching. Actually, there was nothing wrong with Hiroshi Aoyama. It was all an accident. "
"That's enough. I don't care how you deal with this mess. I'm leaving. Goodbye. Oh no, don't see me again."
"Hey, Mr. Chen …" Powell wanted to say something, but Chen Guang had already disappeared.
After a long time, Powell stomped his feet helplessly. "I wanted to remind him to be careful of the Tepist family's revenge! Although there are many coincidences in this incident, and we are deeply sorry about Mrs. Smith's death, we will definitely report the truth when we get back. Mr. Chen wants to stay out of it, but this incident started because of him. The Tepist girl will not let it go so easily. "
Director Wang was curious. "What does Mrs. Smith have to do with the Tepist family? Is that family very powerful? "
"Before she married Smith …"
Beside him, Broom kept coughing. Powell realized that he had said too much and quickly shut up.
"Since there's nothing else, Mr. Wang, we'll leave first. Mrs. Smith must still have a lot of things to do. The headquarters will probably send a new Asia-Pacific chairman in a few days. We'll talk then."
The two foreigners ran as fast as they could as they spoke.
"Why are you talking so much to him?" Broom muttered.
Powell sighed. "Can't you tell? Mr. Chen is a big shot. "
"So what? No matter how big a shot he is, is there any use in his death? "
"That's true."
"Powell, we're just small fries. We have to know our place."
Although Powell was usually the talkative one, the one who really made the decisions was Broom.
Chen Guang ran out of the Central TV building alone. It was raining outside, as if it was mourning for the fat woman who had died in a foreign land.
But he could not say that he was sad. After all, there was nothing about Marianne Smith that was likable. But he could not deny that his mood was affected. He had even forgotten about the tall, crazy fan who was going to give birth to his child.
Hiroyuki Aoyama would definitely meet a tragic end.
Even if he was not directly responsible, he was the one who had triggered Mrs. Smith's illness and pushed her to the ground.
Actually, he was also a pitiful guy.
He had lived like a tortoise all his life. He had finally been brave in his "dream," but ended up like this.
Perhaps this was his fate from the moment he had chosen to accept Mrs. Smith's "sponsorship."
It was all fate.
In the past, Chen Guang did not believe in fate. But after seeing the Bell of Fate in the World in a Cup, he had no choice but to believe it.
Luckily, he had the Bell of Fate. If he really encountered a dead end, he could just ring it again.
The aftereffects were scary, but there was always a chance for him to choose.
But then again, Mrs. Smith was so rich. If she died in Huaxia, the impact would not be small, right?
Forget it. Why should I think about it? It has nothing to do with me anyway.
"Mr. Chen, you look a little absent-minded." Yang Xi, who was sent by Big Beard Deng, looked at Chen Guang worriedly. He had been completely convinced by Chen Guang's theoretical knowledge, so he had planned to play a few roles with Chen Guang today.
The two of them were sitting in a cafe. It was still raining outside, and soothing music was playing in the cafe. The lights were very bright, but the crowd was sparse.
There were a few strong foreigners sitting at the table next to the two, whispering to each other.
"Come on, Brother Yang, I know you have good intentions, but your roles are too basic. I really can't get excited."
"Mr. Chen, you can't let your guard down just because you have rich theoretical knowledge! After all, theory and practice are separated by a layer of yarn. Director Deng is really under a lot of pressure now. The more it is like this, the more we have to come up with a perfect performance to shut these people up. "
Yang Xi said earnestly. As a poor director's assistant, it was not easy for him. He could not speak in a heavy tone with Chen Guang. He had to coax and deceive him.
This kid quietly became a movie investor and a major shareholder. He simply did not play by the rules.
Knocking on the booklet that Yang Xi prepared, Chen Guang replied, "Big Brother Yang, I understand what you're trying to say. Alright then, you can pick one of the roles that you wrote, and I'll play it for you immediately."
Although Yang Xi had good intentions, and the movie had to be shot, Chen Guang did not want to waste the time before the start of filming.
At the end of the day, he had not really shown his skills in front of them. Theoretical knowledge alone could not subdue this warm-hearted Brother Yang. So, it was time to show him a god.
When Yang Xi heard this, he also felt that it was a good idea. He flipped through the booklet and decided to find a character that was more suitable for Chen Guang's role in "Women".
"This is it. Have you seen Will Smith's" Boxer Ali "?"
Chen Guang nodded. "Yes."
He had not only seen it, but he had also played this role in the third stage of acting. He had played this role perfectly. After all, once something went wrong, it would blow up.
Of course, he did not directly play the role of Boxer Ali. He played the role of Will Smith in the movie.
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