Elf: Opening plan flashing golden monster

Chapter 232 Hundreds of millions of ideas about the performance contest (4000 words)
"This is the permanent residence of our research institute in Zhuqing City, surrounded by a security team dispatched by the Alliance, it is definitely safer than any hotel!"

In a building in Zhuqing City with an unremarkable exterior and well-equipped interior, Uesugi said to Mingzheng with a smile.

Mingzheng put the few luggage beside the bed, and took a little look at the environment of the room.

"Thanks, the room is fine."

"It's a trivial matter, you really don't want me to accompany you when you go out later?"

Uesugi waved his hand, still asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, I won't be taken away in the city in broad daylight."

"Alright, I'll be next door to you these two days, you can find me if you need anything."

"it is good!"

After closing the door, Mingzheng checked carefully again to make sure there was nothing abnormal.

Then he turned on the computer and began to collect information about the performance competition.

An hour later, Mingzheng went out in light clothes, walked towards the pedestrian street in the center of Zhuqing City, and then quickly entered a private high-end coffee shop.

"Finally, finally, you busy man is finally willing to come to see me."

In the coffee shop, two old acquaintances stood side by side, and Mikri, who was wearing blue clothes, sighed exaggeratedly.

Of course, Mingzheng calculated the time when the other party came to find him for the first time, and it seemed that more than two months had indeed passed.

"Sorry, I have encountered some troubles during this time, but... why are you here?"

Mingzheng looked at the helpless, handsome man in a silver-haired suit with dark circles under his eyes, he was undoubtedly Dawu.

Dawu stood against the wall, could only shrug his shoulders at Mingzheng's doubts, and then took the initiative to walk to the inner room.

Seeing this, Mi Keli hurriedly dragged Mingzheng over, and whispered at the same time; "Mr. Conkenstein might want to meet your unique horned deer later, is it convenient?"

"It's nothing inconvenient. In addition to seeing you in Celebration City this time, I also want the Sly-Horned Deer to participate in the performance contest here again."

"That's even better!"

With that said, the three of them had entered a semi-enclosed reception room one after another.

In the room, a handsome middle-aged man in a red suit got up and looked expectantly at Ming Zheng who had just entered the door.

"You are Mingzheng! Sure enough, you are a hero, you can achieve such achievements at such a young age!"

Mingzheng blinked, thinking when did I achieve something?
"You're... honored, Mr. Conkenstein."

Mingzheng coped with it with a smile on his face.

"Well, neither arrogance nor impetuosity, you really deserve to be a trainer who can be valued by Dr. Yamanashi!"

Another wave of rainbow farts hit, Mingzheng's smile remained unchanged, but his heart became vigilant.

This person... what does he want?

Seeing this, Conkenstein seemed to realize that he was too excited, and immediately asked the three of them to sit down, and then poured three cups of hand-ground coffee that he had just made.

Mingzheng took a sip.

Well, slightly sour and bitter, with a slightly sweet aftertaste.

dislike.

Putting down the coffee in his hand, Mingzheng looked up and saw Conkenstein still staring at him.

"Mingzheng, what do you think of the performance contest?"

Are we getting to the point?
Mingzheng said directly without any hesitation: "Showing the charm of elves is very ornamental, and the future can be expected!"

Snapped!
I saw Conkenstein slamming the table and standing up, leaning over with his head almost on Mingzheng's face.

"You really think so?!"

"Um, yes... right."

Mingzheng backed away silently. How could he remember that Conkenstein in the original book was not so emotional?

"You are so insightful at such a young age, you are worthy... you are worthy..."

Ming wanted to laugh, but couldn't boast?

"As expected of a trainer recognized by the Sly-horned Deer! By the way, can we see your Sly-horned deer? The only Sly-horned deer that has been discovered so far!"

Mingzheng looked at Dawu and Mikoli who remained silent all the time, thinking that you won't boast, don't boast, and don't take others with you if you want to see it.

The two of them... looked completely disinterested.

Then, Ming Zheng aimed at the open space in the room and released the deer with horns.

Conkenstein got up, walked to a distance that was not too close, and silently admired it.

Seeing this, Mingzheng nodded secretly. This distance was just a safe distance to attract the attention of the Sly-horned deer without making it disgusted and vigilant.

"What a charming elf, it can be seen that you take good care of it!"

"Thank you!"

After watching the deer with horns, Conkenstein sat back in his seat, the smile on his face faded and became a little more serious.

"Mingzheng, I have watched your exhibition match, and also watched your match against Mikri, you are really outstanding!"

Mingzheng was listening, and couldn't help but feel joy in his heart, but it was extinguished by himself in an instant.

Can't float ~ can't float!
At this time, Conkenstein continued to speak passionately.

"So, if possible, I would like to invite you to participate in the performance contest more, and please show the charm of elves.

It's not just Deerhorn, your Metallic, Yeeb, or other elves can join in!

I just heard you say that the performance competition has a bright future, and I believe you also hope that the performance competition can really flourish.

Even one day, it will reach the grand occasion of a league competition!

What do you think? "

Mingzheng complained secretly in his heart: "What do I think, I don't have such big ambitions.

And listening to these words, I always feel that the next step is to catch the strong men. "

So Ming kept smiling on the front, blinking his eyes and pretending not to understand.

Seeing this, Dawu behind him twitched his mouth. Although he was dragged by Mi Kelisheng to act as a middleman, he was at his limit sitting here.

It is impossible to ask him to help and persuade Mingzheng together.

Even in order to reduce Mingzheng's pressure as much as possible, he didn't say a word to Mingzheng from the moment he entered the door, trying to pretend to be a transparent person.

Mi Keli looked at Mingzheng who didn't answer, and he knew very well that he might be interested in the performance competition, but he didn't have to consider the future of this competition like them.

Besides, Mr. Conkenstein is in such a hurry!

"Mingzheng, do you know the current method of selecting the venue for the performance competition?"

I saw that Mikri took the initiative to ask, uncovering the question that was difficult to answer just now.

"What way?" Mingzheng answered the words gently, although he already knew it after checking the information.

"Wherever there is sponsorship, we will hold competitions there. Many of the trainers have become professional performance trainers, follow our pace of holding competitions, and participate in competitions to obtain bonuses, popularity, and even solicitation from the film and television industry."

"You mean to say?" Compared with Conkenstein, who praised him for exaggerating his stress response at the beginning, Mingzheng still prefers to talk to Mikri, so he answered the conversation very cooperatively.

"What I want to say is that Mr. Conkenstein has already expressed something just now. The form of the performance competition is very good. It has gained a lot of influence in recent years and has great potential for development!"

"Ok?"

"However, if the performance competition wants to develop, there is still a fatal problem that has not been resolved, that is, there is a lack of some truly famous top performance masters to become role models, goals, and directions for newcomers.

Just like the trainers participating in the league competition, nine of the ten trainers aim to be the Four Heavenly Kings and champions.

But there is no acting competition, and occasionally a few well-known contestants will be quickly recruited away by the film and television industry and other places. It's not that they can't do this, but once they leave, they almost never come back to compete.

As a result, there has never been a master figure in the performance competition, and more than half of the contestants in the usual competitions are also impromptu, participating casually for fun, and the level and grade have not been raised. "

"Contestants come and go, the good ones can't be kept, and the bad ones can't be supported?"

"Ah yes yes yes!"

Conkenstein quickly catered to him, he felt that Mingzheng's conclusion was very correct, and he obviously understood it.

Mikri also nodded, and even the real situation was worse than what he said, and it happened from time to time that it was just a show for the sponsors.

Mingzheng looked at the two of them, and in his heart he roughly understood what the other party wanted to do with him.

"So you said this... just want me to participate in more performance competitions, and even become the goal and direction of progress that you said?"

"Correct!"

But Mingzheng firmly shook his head.

"Compared to the performance competition, my partners and I prefer to become stronger. The real kind of strength is only because the Sly-Horned Deer is interested in the performance competition, so I brought it to participate."

Mingzheng refused without hesitation, he didn't think he could hold so many roles in his limited time.

If you want everything, you will only hurt yourself.

Conkenstein and Mikri paused, with deep disappointment flashing in their eyes, but they cheered up again in an instant. Thinking about this kind of thing, they have experienced it a long time ago.

"Since your partner Slyhorn Deer is interested, even if it's for it, I hope you can participate more!" Conkenstein said sincerely.

Mingzheng secretly admired it, no matter what, these two people really wanted to do a good job in the performance competition.

He simply said all the advice he wanted to give to Mikri a long time ago. With Conkenstein, he might pay more attention to it.

"There is a chance, and I have a million thoughts about the performance contest. I don't know if I should talk about it or not?"

"Please speak!" Mr. Conkenstein said immediately.

"The reason why I think the performance competition has a promising future is that I did discover its charm after participating.

But if I hadn't accidentally seen the performance contest of Mikri and Melissa, I would not have felt any attraction when I heard the words 'performance contest'.

So, why not try a better name like 'Beautiful Contest'!
In the same way, trainers who specialize in participating in the gorgeous competition should also have their own names. Performance trainers can easily be confused with actors, for example, they can be called "coordination trainers".

Coordination means harmonization and integration, which means to bring out, harmonize and integrate the charm of elves! "

Speaking of this, Mingzheng paused, waiting for the two to respond with a wave.

And Dawu, who always pretended to be a transparent person, also sat up a little at this time, and listened with his ears bent.

"Wait a moment!"

Suddenly, Mr. Conkenstein took out a notebook from the inside of his suit and began to write in a hurry, his eyes sparkling red.

And Mikoli was so excited that he grabbed Mingzheng's hand. When he heard the word gorgeous, he felt as if he had been poked by something. He felt that there was nothing in this world that could describe him better than these two words. The cause you are fighting for now.

Performing or something, I instantly felt low!

Mingzheng watched silently, and when Conkenstein stopped writing and was about to speak, he spoke again.

"After changing a more attractive name, the number of registrations may be increased in a short period of time, but it cannot solve the problem of uneven quality of players.

So why not make a scoring promotion system, all contestants will come to the stage one by one in the first round, cooperate with the elves to perform a purely gorgeous competition performance, and then the judges will score.

Then according to the score ranking, the top 16 or top 8 will enter the semi-finals, and then we will have a gorgeous competition..."

"That's right! And the preliminaries are pure elf performances, which can better reflect the charm of elves, rather than the combat power of elves. If those powerful trainers don't prepare well, it will be difficult to enter the semi-finals, so that there is no point in crushing their strength. Ornamental!
Oh, how come I never thought of such a good way! "

Conkenstein sighed loudly while writing quickly, and his interrupting skills were also very precise.

Mi Keli's grip on Mingzheng became stronger.

And Dawu was already leaning his hands on the table, looking at Mingzheng without blinking, signaling to continue.

Mingzheng also continued: "In addition, there were only hosts in the previous acting competitions, but no judges.

Many spectators who do not understand the rules of the game are often confused about why players are deducted points from time to time.

In addition, some classic combination skills and wonderful live performances also need to be verified and praised by experts, so that the audience can understand and understand them more easily, and it is difficult for the host to take these into consideration.

By the way, the candidates for the judges can be professionals like Mr. Conkenstein, popular goddesses like Ms. Joy, or masters like Mikri and Melissa. The specific situation depends on the local conditions. "

"Good good!"

Conkenstein doesn't know how to exaggerate anymore. He always feels that these suggestions are too straightforward. Many of them even have an idea in his mind, but there is no concrete solution.

Now, Mingzheng gave the final answer all at once, and he just copied it and it's over!
"Is there any more?"

Mikoli still held onto Mingzheng's hand, and at the moment he was more like a little carbim waiting to be fed. He only hoped that Mingzheng would talk more.

"Yes, but it may be more difficult to realize now. It can only be done after the performance competition has a certain base."

"Please advise!"

But Konkenstein suddenly stood up, bowed deeply and said to Mingzheng.

"Actually, the performance competition can also be like the league competition. The champions of each competition will be called together, a large-scale gorgeous celebration will be held, and it will be broadcast live globally. After such a session, it will definitely become a grand event comparable to the league competition.

Even when there are enough gorgeous competitions, it is entirely possible to require the coordinating trainer to collect several champions before they can participate in the gorgeous celebration..."

At this moment, Dawu, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly stood up, came behind Mingzheng, and pressed his shoulder.

"Mr. Conkenstein, let's cooperate. In the future, we will be responsible for all the expenses of holding competitions in cities with Devon Hotel, and I want the exclusive naming rights for all future competitions!"

"????"

(End of this chapter)