Big Devil Slime it's soft

The blond boy didn't know that he was called a "fool", so he just kept staring at Qiu Qiu, thinking about it.

When the event started, there were already huge crowds of people outside the arena, but he still couldn't come up with any good ideas.

The host is very professional, and after the opening, he heated up the atmosphere with a few words.

Among them are the praises of the great rule of the royal court, the selflessness of the administrator of the third district, and the contributions Miss Liasa's family has made to all mankind...

Of course, he didn't forget today's theme, and vigorously publicized the chain restaurant business that will open soon.

Blonde poked his head quietly from the side of the screen, and found that there were more audiences than he had imagined. There were all kinds of shooting equipment and airships parked in the air, almost filling the entire space.

He suddenly became a little nervous, swallowed hard, and retracted his head.

In this battle, even I, who has acting experience, feel a little stage fright, and the number 59, who is very ignorant at first sight, should be even worse... Maybe he blew himself up as soon as he came on stage?It's not impossible.

The blond boy was immersed in his imagination, he laughed for a while, turned his head, and the real master appeared in front of his eyes.

"Ahhhhh!" the blond boy screamed.

"?" Qiu Qiu took a step back and looked out over his shoulder: "What are you looking at? Has the game started yet?"

"No!" The blond covered his chest to calm down his heartbeat, and pretended to say, "The venue is huge, and there are a lot of spectators!"

Qiu Qiu: "Yes."

"I'm so nervous, what to do if I make a mistake, what to do if I forget the words, what to do if I fall down, what to do if I get embarrassed... When I was on stage before, as long as I was stared at by many people, my brain would go blank... ..." Blonde suppressed his voice and began to perform. After all, nervousness is contagious, and the more you say something, the more afraid you become.

"Then you still come to participate in the competition, you are very courageous. Come on!" Qiu Qiu said.

blond:"………………"

Why doesn't this guy play cards according to common sense! ! !

For the next hour, the blond boy was pulling the curtain backstage and biting his hands.The contestants came and went, and finally it was Qiu Qiu's turn.

It turned out to be a poetry recitation.

As soon as the host finished reporting the curtain, there was a burst of joyful laughter from the audience. When Qiu Qiu said, "This poem is very short, in order to make up for the length of the show, I recited the rest of the appreciation and analysis together", the audience was even more excited. Laugh out loud.

Everyone is too serious!The blond boy clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. If we can get high scores like this, then we are not like idiots for preparing seriously!

"Nostalgia." Qiu Qiu stood straight on the stage, as if the hustle and bustle and brilliance in front of him did not exist, and his tone was calm and calm: "When I was young, nostalgia was a..."

This is a poem selected in basic education textbooks. This set of textbooks will be used in all regions where oriental scripts are the mainstay.

It is obviously the content that everyone will memorize, but it seems to have a different meaning when it is read out at this moment.

The auditorium was unprecedentedly quiet. When Qiu Qiu finished reading and stepped off the stage, the next contestant came on stage to perform, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

Fortunately, after the performance of the other two, the competition entered a new part of the middle-the promotional food tasting activity of the chain restaurant.

"Hey!" At this moment, the man in the suit rushed into the backstage, accurately found the blond boy, and grabbed his shoulder: "There is good news!"

"Really!?" The blond boy's eyes lit up.

The man in the suit nodded fiercely, looked left and right to make sure no one was paying attention, and whispered in his ear: "Miss Li Yasha doesn't like that number 59's performance!"

"!"

"It's not that I don't like it very much, it's just that subtle... subtle feeling!" The man in the suit said, "That kid made a mistake, thinking that he can be selected if he is a maverick? Ridiculous! Who would be happy to see that paralyzed face?" ...the tasting will be held later, you have to behave well, no one likes to be flattered!"

"Work hard!" The blond boy clenched his fists.

"Work hard!" said the man in the suit.

After shouting the slogan, the blond boy was already full of confidence.

He has always been good at acting, and he believes that he will be able to present the food as delicious as possible during the tasting session!

Don't forget, the ostensible ultimate goal of this competition is to endorse the chain restaurant brand. If the performance of the spokesperson can't make the audience salivate, wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse!

Thinking about it this way, that Qiu Qiu has no competitiveness at all.With a dull expression and no talent for acting, the only way to make the audience recognize the delicious food is the big eater.A few years ago, there seemed to be a food detective who followed the path of a big eater. Although he didn't talk much, he ate boldly and was widely praised by the audience...

Thinking of this, the blond boy suddenly smiled sinisterly, and said to himself: But today, this road will not work.

Because they are still online!

Eden's virtual food can't really be eaten into the stomach, as much as it is eaten is fake!

That Qiu Qiu is dead!Ha ha ha ha!

"We saw it on the big screen! This squid is quite big! It just came to our third district via the RT-562 transport ship! Our daily food delivery in the store will pass this line to ensure freshness!"

The host roared so loudly that the chefs on the stage performed vigorously.

"Okay, we see Master Wilson pour some cooking oil into the pan - the flames are up! Friends, it's up! What a masterful technique, it's a firework show! Fry the ingredients! Okay, the diced squid is down! I can already smell the tangy aroma! This is so tempting!"

"—Amazing, our rice is soaked in chicken broth and then steamed! After cooling, the rice grains are distinct, and I can still smell the fresh fragrance, which is amazing! What? Even the salt It also went through dozens of special processes..."

After a complex and gorgeous production process, the first golden squid fried rice was brought out.

The contestants line up in a row after drawing lots, and come forward to taste and respond one by one.

Coincidentally, the blond boy was right in front of Qiu Qiu.The two stood still and looked at each other, neither of them said a word.

Ten minutes later, Jinfa stood under the spotlight, and in front of him was a plate of fried rice with squid that did not look virtual at all. It looked good and smelled delicious.

But he's stopped noticing that, and he's thrown himself into performance mode.

"Huh—" the blond boy picked up the plate and sniffed it vigorously, as if he wanted to suck it all into his chest: "It's so delicious! It's so delicious!"

Blonde: "It's the smell of the ocean in summer! Sun! Sea breeze! Big waves! A lot comes to my mind through taste!"

"I can't help it, I'll take a sip—"

He suddenly shook his head: "Oh no, what is this!"

"Oh no!" He covered his mouth, and stars appeared in his eyes: "It's a tsunami! There's a tsunami in my mouth!"

"The rice grains are distinct, and the taste of salt permeates every moment of the rice! No, that's not ordinary salt, it's... the smell of the sun!"

"The tsunami finally subsided, but the aftertaste lingered for a long time... Yes, the freshness of the broth is still there, like a flat beach after low tide, soft and warm, making people want to lie down and sleep peacefully, ah, that is a gentle sunset, yes The quietly rotating, peaceful and gentle primordial universe..."

After the blond boy's performance, the atmosphere of the scene was heated up, and the audience cheered almost to the boil.

After bowing his thanks, he walked down the stage and glanced back at No. 59 in the middle.

It's bad luck for the kid to follow me, the blond thought, I'm so perfect I can't think of anything to do better.This number 59 must be very flustered right now, how should he behave?It's too mediocre to simply praise, and you can't imitate me, hehe...

The blonde got off the stage and stood still, just in time to see Qiu Qiu dig a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth, his cheeks puffed up, he chewed and swallowed.

"Hmm." Qiu Qiu put down the spoon, "It's salty."

The audience was silent.

"It's hard to eat," Qiu Qiu looked at the host, and said again: "Besides adding too much salt, the taste is also a bit strange. But I won't dislike it when I'm very hungry."

It was as if time had stood still.

Ten seconds later, a female voice sounded from the loudspeaker, the pitch was like screaming.

"How dare he!? How dare!?——Check it out for me! I have to find out the eighteen generations of his ancestors!! I want to kill him! I want his mother to lick my shoes, I want his father When my dog--"

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"Ah Choo—" A man sneezed beside Celebration Street.

A luminous bracelet representing Eden's login status hung on his right wrist, with a worried expression on his face. Because of his height, he was a little bit aggrieved sitting on the table and chairs in the narrow noodle booth.

The stall owner handed over the menu and smiled with deep wrinkles on his face: "What do you want to eat? Wear more at home, sometimes you won't feel it when you go online."

The man didn't respond, his eyes wandered around the clumsy menu, and finally ordered the signature dish on the first row.

"Small wontons," he said.

The stall owner collected the menu and started to operate beside it.

Wontons are all wrapped, weighed in a small basket, and then poured into a boiling water pot.

In the food street temporarily opened for celebrations here, the stalls are all freshly set up, and the space of the operating table is limited, and it is impossible to cook any complicated food.

Looking all the way, most of them are food stalls, and the Western-style baked snacks that are easy to carry are fragrant.

The public seems to like this form very much, and the business of the stalls is pretty good. Occasionally, girls with fluffy cotton candy pass by in groups, leaving behind a string of laughter.

The stall owner was standing in front of the pot, and happened to be free, so he took a few more glances at the man.

When he logged in, he obviously used the male modeling provided by Eden. From the facial features to the hairstyle to the voice, it was like a template.

Only the height has been adjusted, which is normal. Many people who log in to Eden anonymously will adjust their height to be consistent with reality. It is said that if they do not do this, they will occasionally experience motion sickness when they log off.

This person is about 1.8 meters five... The stall owner guessed at will.Wearing a suit of black, it's not popular among young people in the third district recently, so he must have come from somewhere else.Playing alone on the street doesn't look like you're waiting for someone, the young man is quite lonely...

The stall owner took the time to lift the lid of the pot, the water vapor expanded to mid-empty, and the colander quickly scooped it up.

Put the filled wontons into Eden's special simulator, copy it and bring it to the man's table.

"Your little wonton." The stall owner said casually, "Do you want that bowl? Hey, I put it here."

Seeing that the man didn't intend to speak up, the stall owner couldn't hold back, and said a few more words: "Today's celebration day, there are activities everywhere in District A. If you have nothing to do, you can go around and see, there is a beauty pageant in the south of the lighthouse, and there is a beauty pageant in the east. Light show...you can stay here if you want, there will be a parade on this street later, I heard that there are many ghosts and ghosts, it is very grand."

After speaking, the stall owner smiled and left with a wrinkled face.

The man didn't seem to hear what the stall owner said, and he was stunned for a while, then picked up the spoon and put a small wonton into his mouth.

Very delicious taste, directly acting on the nerves.But the man took two bites and stopped moving.

At this moment, to the south of the lighthouse, Qiu Qiu was running wildly.

The guards behind pursued with great fanfare, as if eight steamrollers rolled over the crowd, and the screaming ordinary people fled in all directions like a Zerg attack.

"Stop for me—"

A guard held a horn on the roof of the car, and his voice shook the world: "What's the use of running-the more you run, the more serious the crime-surrender and there is salvation-resist Wanshikong-"

Passers-by who fled scolded: "Where are you writing poetry?"

"Last warning—Qiu Qiu on the 59th—Qiu Qiu on the 59th—damn, why can't I find his information??? The locator is broken again? Damn, get out of the way, get out of the way, Wang Ting's business—— "

Qiu Qiu ran madly, picking up places where there were many people. After turning a few streets like this, the guards' cars finally couldn't hold on, so they had to get out of the cars and walk.

The sound of the trumpet behind him followed like a shadow, and Qiu Qiu couldn't get rid of the guards for a while.

I knew I wasn't telling the truth.

Qiu Qiu bulged his cheeks, feeling a little annoyed.

The fried rice was really not tasty, he didn't think about it at all, let alone Miss Liyasha behind the scenes would get mad.

As for?

Speaking of which, every breakfast shop on Tengluo Street tastes better than the seafood fried rice.

Alas, Jiang clearly told him not to do anything eye-catching.

Suddenly, clusters of fireworks exploded in the night sky, and there seemed to be cheers from the crowd.

Qiu Qiu turned around and ran towards the fireworks subconsciously. After passing through several narrow alleys, he plunged into the parade on the broad street.

The drums were rumbling, beating in his ears, and at a very close distance, there was almost an aura of landslides.

The shouts, music, and sound waves from the marchers made Qiu Qiu stagger a few steps and sit on the ground.

Boom.Boom.Boom.

The cross-dressing actors had strange-shaped bodies, and the gorgeous oil paint blurred the human figures, bumping into Qiu Qiu's field of vision in a chaotic manner, making him feel dizzy.

It seems to have come to the hell gate that Qin Aotian broke through.so cool.

Thinking about it, Qiu Qiu held back his discomfort, touched the floor tiles and moved in one direction, finally broke free from the terrifying parade, and fell down between a row of food stalls.

However, this journey was delayed for some time, and the guards who had managed to get far away just now came again, and the sharp horn sound could penetrate the drum beat.

Qiu Qiu exhaled, before the strange gazes from the people around him, he ran away again.

Half a minute later, he came back in a hurry with his hood on, and sat down as if he had found a table at random.

"..." The man with the small wonton bowl in front of him looked at Qiu Qiu.

"..." Qiu Qiu looked back for a few seconds, then got short, got under the table, changed the color of his coat, and sat back as if nothing had happened.

The corner of the stall owner's mouth twitched after witnessing everything, and he hid in front of the cauldron as if he hadn't seen anything.

The horns of the guards got closer and closer, and after 2 minutes, they finally squeezed through the parade to reach the scene.

At this moment, the man in black pushed his bowl in front of Qiu Qiu.

"Is there?" A guard looked around.

Qiu Qiu lowered his head and stuffed a small wonton into his mouth.

"It doesn't seem to be here." Another guard looked at the only guest.

The man in black took out a tissue and wiped the corner of Qiu Qiu's mouth, covering half of his face.

Qiu Qiu was taken aback.

"Tsk, you slipped so fast! Are you still online?" the guard asked.

"Yes, let's go, keep looking." Another guard replied.

The guards left, and after a while, the loudspeakers chanting "Wang Ting Gong Du" gradually went away, and Qiu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you." He put his hands on his knees and politely thanked the strange man opposite him.

"No need," the man said.

Qiu Qiu himself didn't understand why he came back by such a sudden, and why he felt that the person across from him would help him... At least he wouldn't report him loudly to the guards.

why?

Maybe it's because of the friendly face, Qiu Qiu thought, the slime's intuition has always been accurate.

The wrist suddenly vibrated, the control panel popped up, and the red progress bar finally reached 100%.

Qiu Qiu smiled naturally, then stood up.

"I'm going offline." Qiu Qiu paused: "Thank you, can I still play with you next time?"

The man's eyes were slightly startled, and after a few seconds he took Qiu Qiu's hand and tapped on the Eden panel.

"Yes," he said.