Ke Yan People In the World of Ke Xue

Nothing to say all night.

The next day, morning.

After breakfast, Ye Gengyi sat on the sofa and read the newspaper.

As usual, homicide, theft, and arson took up 80% of the page, and then in the remaining 20%, he found a filming announcement for Nikmai TV's report on the 'National Mr. Kojima Championship'.

This is the case with film and television dramas and variety shows. In order to attract traffic and attention, proper publicity will be carried out before the broadcast, or even before the filming starts.

And the prize of 10 million yuan and scrolls worth 50 million yuan is definitely a good gimmick for the TV station.

Considering that even through the initial 10,000-person selection match, there are definitely more players than spectators.

According to the organizer's arrangement, it is said that in order to maintain the shooting quality as much as possible, during the overall recording process, except for the final awards ceremony, family members and friends are not allowed to watch the film.

However, even with such strict conditions and restrictions, Kojima Genta still vowed that his father would definitely pass the physical fitness, singing, and writing Chinese characters.

So, after all the staff arrived, Ye Gengyi and Dr. A Li took the children directly to the TV station.

"Wow! Sure enough, there are a lot of people with the surname Kojima..."

Yuan Tai looked at the vast number of contestants. He might not be able to recognize all the names, but the surnames printed on the clothes were quite eye-catching.

Ye Gengyi looked around, and was a little surprised that he didn't see the relevant schedule poster, "It's impossible to calculate the approximate end time..."

When Dr. Ali heard this, Chao Yuantai asked: "Will the champion choose the one with the highest score among the three items of physical fitness, singing and writing Chinese characters?"

"No, there is one last item."

After listening to her father's introduction of the competition schedule, Yuan Tai immediately pointed to Studio No. 5 not far ahead, and said, "The winners of the three competitions will go there to participate in the final quick question and answer competition."

So, there is also a comprehensive competition of intelligence, responsiveness and knowledge?

Conan looked at a stupid kid who only knew how to eat eel rice with a 'hehehe' face... Is Genta's father really okay?

"But it's really strange," Hui Yuanai murmured: "Usually, for the sake of ratings, this kind of question-and-answer program will have an off-site help-seeking session...but this time the audience is not even allowed to enter. "

It's really strange... Ye Gengyi didn't speak, but quietly observed from the side.

He doesn't know much about award-winning variety shows, but since it's going to be broadcast on TV, and so many people have been called to compete on the same stage, if he wants to play tricks like buying a lottery ticket without a name, he doesn't want to spend money to buy a few notaries can fool the public, unless...their editing is superb.

Just thinking about it.

In the direction of the rest area, a group of dejected 'Mr. Kojima' came.

Dr. Ali went directly to ask about the opponent's game situation.

One of them, with a monk's head and a strong physique, should be a physical education teacher or fitness coach by profession, sighed helplessly:

"The physical fitness competition is how many push-ups can be done in 3 minutes. I worked hard and bravely to do more than 180. I didn't expect to be defeated... There are people outside, there are people outside... The rest of the players must be They're all monsters."

He shook his head and walked away with a lonely expression.

180 in 3 minutes... 1 in 1 second on average... Can this fail?

Dr. A Li touched his big belly, feeling ashamed for a while.

"Genta, is your father okay?" Ayumi was a little worried.

"Uh, um... It's a trivial matter..." Yuantai nodded uncertainly.

While speaking, a group of 'Mr. Kojima' came behind him.

The same heavy steps, the same lonely expression, the difference is that this time there is actually a man in the team who is crying with his head down.

"No way..." Yuan Tai's heart tightened.

Seeing this, Mitsuhiko ran up to ask about the content of the game.

"Hey, it's fine if I failed in the singing competition, but the problem is this one beside me..."

A contestant with no special appearance but very magnetic words patted the shoulder of the crying man beside him, and said: "He has won many consecutive championships in singing competitions. I got it down, it seems that if you want to pass the singing competition, you must at least have a singing voice comparable to that of Elvis Presley..."

"Who is Elvis Presley?" Mitsuhiko looked at the backs of everyone walking away with a dazed face.

Isn't it Mr. Kojima Championship? How come there is a foreigner?

"Elvis Presley, the king of rock and roll, can be said to be the pinnacle figure in that field." Haibara Ai from the sidelines... Ever since a certain detective boy suffered from 'intermittent low-key', she occasionally Will comeo in this role.

"King of rock and roll? Sounds great..."

Mitsuhiko muttered, "Genta, I remember that your father seems to sing only a little better than Conan, right?"

"That's not true!" Yuan Tai retorted: "My father sings much better than Conan!"

"That's not the point." Ye Gengyi explained with an example: "Unless you are very talented, the gap between ordinary people and professional singers, even if you use countless Conan to fill in it as a stepping stone, it will be difficult to bridge."

"Ah... Isn't that the end?" Yuan Tai was suddenly disappointed.

Stepping, stepping stones?

Hey, I don't even have a unit of measurement when it comes to singing?

But the **** truth is right in front of you, especially the last time we went together, I heard Geng Yige's singing level with my own ears, this kind of topic is completely self-defeating, let's pretend that I haven't heard it...

Conan is very cowardly.

While chatting, another group of contestants came out of the studio.

Compared to the silence of the physical fitness group and the sadness of the singing group, one of these people had a few strands of white hair on his forehead, and a man who should be exuding a bookish atmosphere when he calmed down, was roaring angrily at this moment:

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"What are you doing! I, who has level 1 Chinese characters~www.wuxiamtl.com~, why did I get eliminated in the first round! Even my teacher who taught me is full of praise for my brush calligraphy! I don't believe in staying in it People who can write such difficult characters as 'kylin', 'pixiu', and 'taotie'!"

Uh, this competition seems to be more terrifying than imagined...

Conan recalled carefully for a while, and it was hard to remember the appearance of these Chinese characters. Even if he was asked to write them, he couldn't write them 100% correctly.

"Brother Gengichi, those words must be difficult to write, right?" Hui Yuanai raised her head and asked... She directly omitted the step of Conan's thinking, the reason is very simple, she can't write.

"Those characters are not commonly used characters, nor are they unique characters. If you don't have the foundation to learn, you have to remember from the radicals and radicals." Ye Gengyi said.

"Then... Yuantai, your father..." Mitsuhiko hesitated to speak.

"Heh, heh, it should be impossible to write it..." Yuan Tai completely lost confidence.

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