The three hundred and forty-eighth round
Standing on the stage, Lin Zhi's steel suit attracted countless eyes, which can be said to be the dream and belief of a generation, they all want to make this kind of thing, but it can only be a picture. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Lin Zhi's steel suit was on the stage, without saying a word, and many people below watched, at this time, Lin Zhi's steel suit actually flew up slowly! Floating in mid-air.
"This is the basic function of Iron Man, if the steel suit can't fly, it's too nonsense, of course, now my steel suit can fly, as for other functions, can anyone throw a watermelon or something at me?"
"Watermelon no! Apple doesn't work! ”… An otaku from a certain comic exhibition shouted, but it was actually a fruit, but the target was a little smaller, and Lin Zhi stretched out his hand to instantly shoot a laser cannon and smash the apple.
This Iron Man suit is real! Everyone exclaimed, who would have thought that someone would have invented the Iron Man suit?
At this time, of course, there were many people walking around, these were all battle puppets summoned by Lin Zhi, all of them were superheroes, and they all hugged Ichikawa Riori to the stage.
"Come on, these are the guests I invited today, Spider-Man, Captain America, Wolverine, Flash, Batman, Daredevil Man, these people are all real superheroes, do you want to see them?"
One sentence came out, and the whole field was boiling, superhero comics are very popular, and many people believe in this kind of almost adult comics, which have some scientific basis, so some things are still real.
In an instant, Spider-Man climbed up the wall and turned his head to look at everyone on the wall: "You know, Spider-Man not only climbs walls, but also swings spider silk. ”
In an instant, a spider silk shot out of his right hand, slashed through the air, and stopped at the other wall with him, turning his head to look at the group of actors: "How is it?" Was the show great? ”
At this time, Wolverine roared angrily in the field, and in an instant, the claws of King Kong in both hands stretched out, which were really claws that stretched out from between his fingers, and they all looked very sharp.
The performance of the two people made everyone believe that this was definitely a superhero, a real superhero, and many people looked at them with envy and nodded.
"I mean, do you know what's the best part of Comic Con?" Spider-Man turned his head on the wall and asked, and the audience didn't know the answer, but Lin Zhi gave the answer: "Little spider, is it a carnival?" ”
In an instant, Flash shuttled through the streets, and in a moment, there were a lot of queues here, and Spider-Man and Batman hung a large banner on the wall together: "Congratulations, Magnetic Woman Ichikawa Riori has been reborn." ”
Ichikawa Riori was stunned for a moment, when did she become a magnetic woman, but at this time she was in a rare good mood, and just looked at Lin Zhi blankly.
At this time, Lin Zhi handed Ichikawa Riori a piece of candy and said with a smile: "You ate this, it's delicious." ”
Saying that, Lin Zhi smiled, this smile was very bright, and Ichikawa Riori didn't think much about it, just took the candy and ate it directly, in fact, this candy is a medicine that can make people have the ability of Magneto.
Lin Zhi smiled: "Our Magnetic Woman lost her superpowers a long time ago, so today, let's celebrate Magnetic Woman!" Regression! ”
In fact, Ichikawa Riori's learning ability is very high, and he has already learned to control magnetism at this time, you must know that for Lin Zhi, Iron Man, Magneto can be regarded as a natural enemy.
Lin Zhi created a natural enemy for herself, Ichikawa Riori flew up in an instant, stepping on Captain America's vibranium shield under her feet, she felt extremely happy, she would not be disliked again.
Ordinary people become superheroes, and this change is definitely happy, because they can do a lot of things they want to do, and every superhero is family.
Riori Ichikawa has never had so many families, at least at this time is happy, with a lot of superheroes standing around him, these people are his brothers and sisters.
At this time, Lin Zhi walked out of the Iron Man suit: "Come on, in fact, I am an artist who performs comics, so next, I will bring you a piece of comics." ”
"Beijing is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties and has a history of thousands of years. There's so much to say. In the past, there was a saying that there were 3,000 big alleys, and there were many small alleys. In that alley, there are different stories, not only the hutongs, but also the entire city of Beijing, you say the Temple of Heaven, you say the Temple of Earth, Tiananmen Square, the Forbidden City, there are a lot of jokes.
Today, this joke happened at the Temple of Heaven. When? Xianfeng nine years. This year, the winter solstice is approaching, and the emperor goes to the winter solstice every year and gets the Temple of Heaven to worship the sky. Why worship the heavens? The Temple of Heaven is dedicated to God. The emperor, claiming to be the Son of Heaven, comes here every year, the Son of Heaven looks at the sky, in fact, the emperor looks at his father. Go, but go, this job needs a reading officer. What is the meaning of reading the blessing officer? It's the master of ceremonies. Generally speaking, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites was responsible for this job, and in those days, there were no loudspeakers, no microphones, and no speakers. Such a big Temple of Heaven, the civil and military ministers are standing there, how to salute, how to worship, how to kowtow, someone has to shout.
Alas, this year's reading of the Zhu Guanna, the servant of the Ministry of Officials, surnamed Huang, is called Brass. Brass has money in the family, and he figured it out before he became an official, "What kind of official should he be?" Now that I can buy an official, I can buy an official. I can't afford to be an official who is too big. And there are many officials, who want to learn, but I don't have knowledge. Come to think of it, the servant of the ministry, this is good. Moreover, this year's reading of the Zhu official is now, just this time, enough for four or five years of picking. When this time, the money I paid for the official came back. ”
Sure enough, the money campaign, this year's reading of the Zhu Guan, is his. Tomorrow is the right day, and today, Huang Tong is turning his waist at home. "I asked for my own life, but I didn't expect to ignore this stubble." And what? I have a bad voice. The Temple of Heaven needs a good voice, and when you shout loudly, you have to be able to hear it. But when he speaks, he is sandy and dumb. Sacrifice to the heavens, these words, he said unpleasantly, "Sacrifice to the heavens-" (hoarse voice). When the emperor heard this, he was anxious, and he had to kill him at that time. Ben didn't come back, and he lost his head. "What to do?" Turning back and forth with the inside of the house.
Alas, at this moment, I heard someone outside the gate shouting, "Bean~rot~~". Selling tofu, brass is elusive. "Youre!" Call him in. "It's not a lot of work, and I came in from outside. Big and tall, the young man is very spirited.
"Greetings to your lordship."
"Get up. What's your name?"
"Go back to the master, my name is gold."
"Well, it's worth more than me. Well, my name is Brass. What are you selling?"
"Go back to the master, the tofu seller."
"Well, I'll take care of you......"
"Oh. Thank you, sir, you want to fry tofu? Do you want tofu cubes? Tofu shreds, tofu slices?"
"Don't want that. In the future, you will also sell tofu. ”
"Yo! Master, what do you eat if you don't sell tofu?"
"Eat the ceremony!"
"Master, it's too big to be bitter."
"Or some tofu? Sacrifice to the heavens. ”
"I didn't get it."
"That's what happened. Tomorrow, my lord, I will be the official of this reading. If you listen to my voice, I guess you can understand this meaning. Nothing else, I'll teach you, you call for me. ”
"Shall I shout for you? I won't. ”
"Look, didn't I teach you? Ah, I say a word, you say a word. Ah, learn from me. Well, the ritual begins - come ......"
"Hey, the ritual is open-" (learning brass hoarseness)
"Don't learn from me, why do you still need to do this? According to your original, how did you shout ......"
"Original? Oh, tofu—"
"That's it, I'm going to die. Remember? Huh?"
"I'll go back with you, remember."
"The ritual begins—"
"The ritual begins—"
"Emperor Yingshen—"
"Emperor Yingshen—"
"Bong Fu Yin—"
"Bong Fu Yin—"
"Okay, tomorrow you're in the front, I'm in the back. I say a word, you learn a word, you know?"
Do you see which "double reed" came later? It starts here, one after the other.
The next day, it was four or five o'clock in the morning. The emperor is here, civil and military ministers, this is all here. Beizi Baylor, a relative of the emperor, the entire Temple of Heaven is full of people. The emperor is in the head, followed by these princes, and the civil and military ministers are arranged according to their grades, one class after another. Inside, it's the shopkeeper who sells tofu. Stand up and put on the brass uniform. Wearing the top, it's quite energetic. Towards that station, behind him, squatted this brass. Don't say it, the emperor didn't see it. First, I woke up too early. Second, there is a certain distance from the emperor. Third, the emperor is a little blindfolded. The three of them came together, and I didn't see it.
The hour had come, and Lord Huang grabbed him from behind. "Well, the ritual begins."
"Oh, the ritual begins—"
When the emperor heard it, "Ho! Good! Look at me, reading Zhu Guan, how loud my voice is!"
Just went out with this voice, circled around the Temple of Heaven three times, poured it into his ears, "Hum-", there was an echo.
The emperor is happy and must reward him again. That's great! Then shout down—
"Emperor Yingshen—"
"Emperor Yingshen—"
"Bong Fu Yin—"
"Bong Fu Yin—"
It's all good, there's nothing wrong with it in the front, and it's broken in the back. There is a ritual of eating sacrificial meat. When I worship the heavens, there is this pork, cut it into pieces, blanch it in the pot, and immediately put it out, half-baked, and cut it into small pieces. The emperor, the civil and military ministers, whoever comes has a share, and there is no taste. But this is the rule, the etiquette of the ancestors. You say it's stewed, it's not okay, just eat this. What should I do if I don't have a salty taste? There is an idea. After cutting the Korean paper, put it in this broth, cook it, and when you eat it, take the broth paper to hold the meat. Take a bite of the meat and lick the paper. l The civil and military ministers and the emperor are the same. Everyone is prepared, and you won't get tired of eating this. But who prepared this shopkeeper who sold tofu? I took a bite, "......", not a taste. I want to vomit, but I don't dare to vomit. But when I peeked at it, the emperor vomited. How? The emperor is pampered, what hasn't he eaten? There is broth, don't talk about broth paper, the emperor doesn't like to eat the meat when it is stewed. I took a bite, "Well, it's not tasty." Spit - "The emperor vomited. As soon as the emperor vomited, when he sold tofu, I would vomit too. "Spit -" He spit too. It doesn't matter if he vomits, the one behind him is terrified. "Don't throw up!"
"Oh. Don't vomit—"
When the emperor heard this, "Ah, he saw it." "Did he see me throwing up?
Isn't that right?" Not that. ”
"Oh. No—"
The emperor is so angry, he doesn't have this sentence, why are you calling him?
Brass was really anxious: "Don't talk nonsense!"
"Don't talk nonsense—"
"Ho! How did you shout!"
"Oh, it seems. Tofu-"
It's sold again!"