Tokyo Sound

“I still know about such a famous battle!” The big prize slipped away from her fingers, and the girl slammed the table unwillingly.

"You got four out of six questions wrong. Unfortunately, you have lost the qualification to win the grand prize, and you have also killed the resurrection with your own hands." Moriki Hiroshi seemed to have lost all his strength. He did not seem to have expected this scene to happen, and said sadly.

“I’ve tried my best, but I’m not destined to ride a handsome motorcycle. But this is a blessing in disguise.” The man sighed.

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"I mean, it's really unfortunate..."

A wave of barrage swept in.

"Make-up exam! Make-up exam! Make-up exam!"

"Senior, you made a mistake after all."

"The End"

"Takizawa Satoru, wither!"

"You can't do this, you can't do this!"

"Make-up exam! Make-up exam!"

"Producer, the audience doesn't seem to accept this and want to give us another chance." Hidaka Rina played the emotional card and said aggrievedly, with her hands on her chest in a praying gesture, "Give us another chance?"

"If it's three correct and three wrong, the win and loss are 50-50, and you can add a killer question, but you got four wrong and two correct." Moriki Hiro sighed, "It's hard for me."

"Then why not just add two more questions?" Hidaka Rina blinked.

"Is this appropriate?" Moriki Hiroshi hesitated.

"It's a perfect fit!"

Members of the "Takizawa Hidaka Manzai Radio Fans Group" from all over the world frantically tapped the keyboards, their fingers dancing in graceful trajectories, as if they were playing the piano piece "Flight of the Bumblebee" at 4 times the speed.

"I didn't expect that the audience would be so fond of and tolerant of you. I can't refuse your kindness. Well, I'll add another question first." Moriki Hiroshi nodded.

"Okay! I will definitely not let you down! Juniors, cheer up, it's time to fight back!" Hidaka Rina clenched her fist.

It's not that simple.

The biggest difficulty of this game lies in communication. What is more important than the problem itself is how to coordinate with teammates.

As a person who is chosen by many parties to preach the principles of human nature and possess high emotional intelligence, Master Yin is not afraid of any challenge. However, if the unstable variable of a younger senior is added, everything becomes so complicated that even the Corridor of Life has difficulty calculating a high accuracy answer.

No, wait...

"IMHO."

Yin Ze frowned slowly, replaying the previous game countless times in his mind.

"Through the battle just now, I seem to have glimpsed the ultimate mystery."

"Ah?" Hidaka Rina was stunned.

"Senior, do you still remember the trick I used to break through a difficult and desperate situation by pausing and taking screenshots when playing connect the dots?" Yin Ze's eyes flashed with a frightening fierce light, and he felt excited, like an evil villain who had obtained the power to destroy the world.

"Yes, I am deeply impressed by your shamelessness." Hidaka Rina nodded.

"In order to pursue pure victory, we must give up the so-called integrity." Yin Ze said deeply, "Our battle so far has included too many careful considerations, but the road to victory is often simple and narrow... If the audience's support has triggered a miracle, then in order to live up to this miracle, we must show stronger determination than before, or give up more things."

"Can you tell me more details..."

"No, otherwise it would be 'the right answer', which is a foul. I can only say that the key to unlocking endless treasures is hidden in our previous answers." Yin Ze said firmly. It should have been an encouraging word full of hope and positive energy, but it was accompanied by a despicable smile, inexplicably sinister.

Hidaka Rina was indeed a little confused, but feeling the cunning and insidiousness emanating from the guy in front of her, she gradually understood and slowly opened her eyes wide.

"Don't be discouraged when you lose, and reflect when you win. It seems that you finally understand the true meaning of completing this game." Sen Muhong felt the closeness of their thoughts and nodded with satisfaction. As long as you have each other in your heart, there will always be a second of synchronization.

"It seems you've realized it, too." Yin Ze nodded encouragingly, "Let's go together."

"Okay." Hidaka Rina said thoughtfully.

"So, follow up question! Please describe "The Dream Tapir Girl Won't Eat the Radio" in one sentence!"

The producer asked out loud this extremely difficult question with a very wide range of answers.

This question can even be considered an essay question, but now it has to be summarized in one sentence, and both parties have to do it at the same time. One can imagine how complicated the trade-offs and speculations the two people have to make in their minds are.

But the producer believes that he will hear a unanimous answer, which must be a beautiful interpretation and a symbol of a tomorrow of moving forward together!

"It's a little difficult, but that's it. Senior, let's go. 1, 2..." Yin Ze smiled evilly.

Neither the host nor the assistant hesitated.

They were so full of energy and their voices were so rhythmic, as if they were declaring the laws of the world.

"do not know!"

"do not know!"

Ding!

The staff in charge of the sound effects heard the answer with exactly the same tone and pressed the success sound effect without hesitation.

“Hahahaha, the situation is broken.”

The host and his assistant clapped their hands in celebration, like dark characters who had successfully murdered a righteous warrior and whose evil plot succeeded.

"???"

Moriki Hiroshi was stunned.

Chapter 152 World Famous Paintings No. 7

what is that?

It was a hazy dance party amidst the music of the Blue Danube, the playful bubbles produced by the collision of stylish champagne and pure water, the sculpted muscular staff applauding and cheering, the horizon panned out in slow motion, the two scheming devils in close-up, and the silent producer gazing sadly into the distance with a portable microphone.

The interweaving of the seniors and juniors, the lines of passionate comments and letters, the publicity photos taken with shoulders pressed together. The past scenes reappeared, and the tear marks cut through the vicissitudes of life on the face.

Moriki Hiroshi's sorrow is a bronze brilliance.

In a trance, time goes back, and the ultimate meaning of taking shortcuts is transformed into "If you are well, it will be a sunny day." The host is heroic and cheerful, the assistant smiles shyly, and the actors echo the brilliant memories posted on the background wall.

The people will be grateful for his divine plan, singing and dancing, lighting bonfires, and hanging lanterns to celebrate this auspicious occasion.

However, the so-called beautiful scenery is just a figment of the imagination.

Hurtful words always come from gentle mouths.

I think I am very suitable to be a eulogist.

Now only the strong wind messes up my hair.

"I don't admit it!" The teased Supreme Demon King stood up angrily, his sulfurous breath burning through the joyful atmosphere of victory. Mori Muhong said fiercely, "This doesn't count!"

"The holy and great bell has already rung. It's too late to say anything." Yin Ze shook his head. "Accept the reality. This is a live broadcast. There is no chance for you to edit and start over...even though you have never cut before."

"This is cheating!"

“How come you see?”

"Can 'I don't know' be considered an answer? That's too outrageous! I reject it!" said Moriki Hiroshi.

"Producer, do you know how vast the universe is? How long is time? Where is the end of all life?" asked Rina Hidaka in a crisp voice.

“…I don’t know.” Moriki Hiroshi paused.

"Is this considered an answer? Please rethink it." Hidaka Rina gave the other person a taste of his own medicine.

"Can these two concepts be confused? I have emphasized that we need to analyze each case on a case-by-case basis." Moriki Hiroshi was unmoved. "Although I don't value the accuracy, there must at least be some connection. Answers like 'I don't know' are essentially the same as giving up!"

"The producer is still confused by the situation and is not open-minded enough. I don't want to be too rude, but in front of so many people, Hongzi, you should be generous and don't be stingy, otherwise others will think you are a difficult person to get along with." Yin Ze taught earnestly.

"Okay, okay." Moriki Hiroshi laughed in anger. "It's just a match point. I want to see how you guys handle the next additional questions. Let me make it clear first, the answer of 'I don't know' is invalid!"

Master Yin thought to himself that he had lost out when he heard this. This ultimate secret should be used in the final round. However, this first additional question was indeed difficult, and even the ultimate move was useless. But on the other hand, the boss question like "summarize the broadcast in one sentence" has already been given, and the tricks left for the producer are also limited.

"Come on, it's time for the final battle." Yin Ze's face was solemn.

"Please listen to the question." Moriki Hiroshi showed a ferocious smile, "Please describe "The Dream Tapir Girl Will Not Eat the Radio" in one sentence!"

"Isn't this the previous question?" Hidaka Rina cried out in alarm.

"Yes, but there is no rule that the same question cannot appear twice." Moriki Hiroshi laughed three times, took control of the situation again, and said calmly, "Of course, you can't use 'I don't know' to fish in troubled waters again."

"What's the difference between this and restarting the game but not retaining the BP phase? You even banned our ultimate skill without any sense of martial ethics. Do you still have any competitive spirit?" Yin Ze questioned the producer's moral bottom line.

"For pure victory, I am willing to give up my so-called integrity." Moriki Hiro repeated softly.

"..."

Time passes and things change, and finally it falls on my head.

"You are given one minute!" Moriki Hiroshi raised his wrist sternly, staring at his watch intently.

"M78 Civil servants at least have 3 minutes." Yin Ze was speechless.

The producer remained silent, counting the seconds gloomily. His silence represented his tough attitude.

The host frowned, thinking about how to deal with the enemy. His lips were slightly parted, as if he was narrating something softly.

"Lip reading is prohibited," said Moriki Hiroshi.

The host who was named in a bloody manner had no choice but to practice silence, but the muscles on his face were moving imperceptibly.

"No micro-expressions allowed," Moriki Hiroshi said again.

"This is a bit too much! We can't play anymore!" The host was obviously a little angry, tapping the table with his fingers in dissatisfaction, making heavy tapping sounds.

"It is forbidden to use Morse code to check the answers." Moriki Hiroshi laughed.

"...You can hear this too?" Master Yin was shocked after having multiple things prepared for him but having it revealed in an instant.

"Both of you, turn your back to me, and don't even think about stealing the treasure by any dishonest means!" Moriki Hiroshi issued another ruthless order.

The host and assistant reluctantly turned around in their chairs, with their backs facing each other perfectly.

How can this be good?

Master Yin stared at the Yamaha R6 on the display board, feeling powerless. The big blond horse was right in front of him, but he couldn't touch it, and the right to use it might belong to some stranger. He felt a dull pain in his chest, just like a victim who watched his loved one being kidnapped and imprisoned and suffered so much.

Time is passing slowly.

Master Yin felt like a donkey with a stick tied to his body and a bunch of carrots hanging in front of his head, but no matter how hard he tried to chase and get close, he couldn't bite the carrots.

As expected, the rewards promised by the capitalists are just illusions!

At this moment, a soft but powerful voice came from behind.

"Destiny is nothing but the boring self-consolation of losers and the excuse of cowards. People's future can only be determined by their own will and efforts." Hidaka Rina said quietly, "Failure is the final test of perseverance, hold on."

The comments also united together, everyone wanted to help and give them a unified answer.

"It's a comedy broadcast, and it's of a very high standard."

"Even the dojo kids know it. They're oppressors and fighters!"

"It's Brother and Sister Manzai ()"

"It is a youth of scars"

"Nighttime Emotional Radio--"

"100 Tips for Dealing with a Broken Heart Every Day"

It seems that it will take a long time before the masses reach a consensus.

However, the feeling of wanting to do more harm than good was conveyed.

This life is the end of the broadcast, the partners are united, the host is tired, this is really a critical moment for survival. However, the assistants are unremitting inside, and the spirit of the patriots is even more magnificent. There are also loyal barrages who forget themselves outside.

A warm feeling passed through Master Yin's heart.

When people are in adversity, their ability to adapt to the environment is amazing. People can endure misfortune and overcome misfortune because people have amazing potential. As long as they are determined to use it, they will be able to overcome difficulties.

The time to evolve has come! This is the second to gain the superpower of the Protoss’ telepathic communication!

The man clenched his fists, his mind entered the void, and he touched the psychic factor in the dark.

The temperature is a bit cold, but after getting used to it, it becomes warm.

Some are soft, some are slender, and can be held in one hand.

Master Yin had a stress reaction and grabbed it hard.