Chapter 232: Thoughts on the Performance Competition (4000 Words)

"This is the fixed residence of our research institute in Zhuqing City. It is surrounded by a special security team sent by the alliance. It is definitely safer than any hotel!"

In a building in Zhuqing City that looked ordinary on the outside but well-equipped inside, Uesugi smiled and said to Mingzheng.

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

"Thanks, the room is very nice."

"It's a trivial matter. Do you really want me to accompany you when you go out later?"

Uesugi waved his hand and asked worriedly.

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

"Okay, I'll be right next to you these two days. If you need anything, you can come to me."

"good!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ming Zheng looked at the silver-haired man in a suit with a helpless expression on his handsome face and dark circles under his eyes. He was undoubtedly Dawu.

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

Seeing this, Mikri quickly dragged Mingzheng over and whispered at the same time, "Mr. Konkenstein may want to see your unique antler deer later, is that convenient?"

"It's nothing inconvenient. In addition to meeting you when I come to Zhuqing City this time, I also want the Sly-Antlered Deer to participate in the performance competition here again."

"That's even better!"

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

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

"You must be Mingzheng! It turns out that a hero comes from a young age. You can achieve such achievements at such a young age!"

Mingzheng blinked, thinking when did I achieve anything?

"You...thank you, Mr. Konkenstein."

Mingzheng kept smiling and dealt with it.

"Well, neither arrogant nor impetuous, he is indeed a trainer worthy of being valued by Dr. Yamanashi!"

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

What does this person... want to do?

Upon seeing this, Konkenstein 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 slightly bitter, with a slightly sweet aftertaste.

dislike.

Putting down the coffee in his hand, Ming Zheng looked up and saw Konkenstein still staring at him.

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

Are you getting to the point?

Mingzheng said directly without any hesitation: "Showing the charm of the elves is very entertaining, and the future is promising!"

Snapped!

I saw Konkenstein slamming the table and standing up, bending down and almost sticking his head into Mingzheng's face.

"You really think so?!"

"Uh, yeah... right."

Ming Zheng retreated silently. How could he remember that Konkenstein in the original novel was not so emotional?

"You are worthy of being so insightful at such a young age... You are worthy of being..."

Mingzheng wants to laugh, but can't he boast?

"As expected of a trainer recognized by the Deer with antlers! By the way, can we take a look at your Deer with antlers? The only Deer with antlers that has been discovered so far!"

Mingzheng looked at Dawu and Mi Keli, who had always remained silent, and thought to himself, you don't know how to praise them, and if you want to see them, don't bring others with you.

They both... looked completely uninterested.

Then, Mingzheng aimed at the open space in the room and released the sly-antlered deer.

Konkenstein stood up, walked to a not too far away distance, and silently admired it.

Seeing this, Ming Zheng nodded secretly. This distance was just a safe distance that could attract the attention of the Slender-Antlered Deer, but would not make it resentful and vigilant.

"What a charming elf. I can see that you take good care of it!"

"Thanks!"

After watching The Deer, Konkenstein sat back down, the smile on his face faded and became a little more serious.

"Mingzheng, I have watched your exhibition matches and also watched your battle with Mikri. You are really good!"

Ming Zheng listened, and couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in his heart, but it was extinguished by himself in an instant.

Can't float ~ can't float!

At this time, Konkenstein continued to speak passionately.

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

Not only the Deer, your shiny metal monster, Yeib, or other elves can participate!

I just heard you say that performance competitions are promising in the future, and I believe you also hope that performance competitions can really take off.

One day, it will even reach a grand occasion like the league competition!

What do you think? "

Mingzheng secretly complained: "What do I think? I don't have such big ambitions.

And listening to this, I always feel that the next step is to catch the strong man. "

So Ming Zheng kept smiling and blinked, pretending not to understand.

When Dawu behind him saw this, he curled his lips. Although he was dragged over by Mikri to act as a middleman, sitting here was the limit for him.

It's impossible to ask him to help persuade me to correct myself.

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 his best to pretend to be transparent.

Mi Keli looked at Ming Zheng who didn't answer, and knew very well that people might be interested in the performance competition, but they didn't have to consider the future of this event like they did.

Besides, Mr. Konkenstein is too anxious!

"Mingzheng, do you know how the venue for performance competitions is selected now?"

I saw Mikri asking proactively, overcoming the difficult question just now.

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

"We will hold competitions wherever there is sponsorship. Many of these trainers have become professional performance trainers. They follow our pace in organizing competitions and participate in competitions to gain bonuses, popularity and even recruitment in the film and television industry."

"What do you want to say?" Compared to Konkenstein, who praised him for boasting about his stress reaction from the very beginning, Mingzheng still preferred talking to Mikri, so he answered the conversation very cooperatively.

"What I want to say, in fact, Mr. Konkenstein has expressed something just now. The format of the performance competition is very good. It has gained considerable influence in recent years and has great potential for development!"

"Um?"

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

Just like the trainers participating in the league competition, nine out of ten trainers are targeting the Four Heavenly Kings and the championship.

But there are no acting competitions. Occasionally, a few famous 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 again.

As a result, there has never been a master-level figure in the performance competition. In normal competitions, more than half of the contestants are improvised and participate casually for fun, and their level and grade have never been improved. "

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

"Ah, yes, yes!"

Konkenstein quickly catered to him. He felt that Mingzheng's summary was very correct, and he obviously understood it very well.

Mi Keli also nodded. The real situation was even worse than what he said. It was just a show for sponsors and it happened from time to time.

Ming Zheng looked at the two of them and roughly understood what the other party wanted to do with him.

"So what you said...you just want me to participate in more performance competitions, and even become the goal and direction you talk about?"

"right!"

But Mingzheng shook his head firmly.

"Compared with the performance competition, my friends and I like to become stronger, the real kind of strength. It's just because the Elephant Deer is interested in the performance competition that I brought it to participate."

Mingzheng refused without hesitation. He did not feel that he could hold so many positions in his limited time.

Wanting everything will only harm yourself.

Konkenstein and Mikri paused one after another, with deep disappointment flashing in their eyes, but in an instant they both cheered up, thinking that they had experienced such a thing a long time ago.

"Since your partner the Deer is interested, I hope you can participate more, even for its own sake!" Konkenstein said sincerely.

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

I simply told him all the suggestions I had wanted to give to Mikli a long time ago. With Konkenstein here, maybe he would take it more seriously.

"There is a chance, and I have hundreds of millions of thoughts about the performance competition, but I don't know whether to talk about it or not?"

"Please speak!" Mr. Konkenstein said immediately.

“The reason why I think the performance competition has a promising future is that I have really discovered its charm after participating in it.

But if I hadn’t accidentally seen the performance contest between Michael and Melissa, I wouldn’t have felt any attraction when I heard the words ‘performance contest’.

So, why not try to change it to a nicer name, like ‘Glam Contest’!

In the same way, trainers who specialize in glamor competitions should also have their own names. Performance trainers can also be easily confused with actors. For example, they can be called "coordinating trainers."

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

Having said this, Ming Zheng paused, waiting for the two of them to respond.

Daigo, who had always pretended to be transparent, sat up slightly and listened.

"Wait a moment!"

Suddenly, Mr. Konkenstein took out a notebook from the inside of his suit and started writing, his eyes shining red.

And Mi Keli was so excited that he grabbed Mingzheng's hand. When he heard the word "gorgeous", he felt as if something had hit him. He felt that nothing in the world could describe him more appropriately than these two words. The cause you are fighting for now.

When performing or something, I instantly felt low!

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

“After changing the name to a more attractive name, it may be possible to increase the number of registrations in a short period of time, but it will not solve the problem of uneven quality of players.

So why not create a competition system based on scoring and promotion. All contestants will take the stage in the first round and cooperate with the elves to perform a purely gorgeous performance, and then the judges will give scores.

Then, according to the ranking of scores, the top 16 or top 8 will enter the semi-finals, and then the gorgeous competition will be held..."

"Yes! Moreover, the preliminary round is a pure elf performance, which can better reflect the charm of the elves rather than the combat power of the elves. Those powerful trainers who don't prepare well will find it difficult to enter the semi-finals, resulting in a crushing strength without any viewing value!

Oh, how come I have never thought of such a good idea!"

Konkenstein exclaimed loudly while writing furiously, and his interruption was also very accurate.

Mikoli grabbed Mingzheng with more force.

And Daigo had already leaned his hands on the table, looking at Mingzheng without blinking, indicating to continue.

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

Many viewers who don't understand the rules of the competition are often confused, why the contestants have to be 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. It is difficult for the host to take these into account.

By the way, the judges can be professionals like Mr. Konkenstein, goddesses like Miss Joy who are friendly and popular, or masters like Mikoli and Melissa. The specific situation will be determined according to the venue. "

"Good, good, good!"

Konkenstein didn't know how to praise him. He always felt that these suggestions were too direct. Many of them were just ideas in his mind, but there was no specific solution.

Now, Mingzheng gave the final answer all at once, and he just copied it!

"Anything else?"

Mikoli held Mingzheng's hand and didn't let go. At this moment, he was more like a little Snorlax who was crying for food, just hoping that Mingzheng would say more.

"Yes, but it may be difficult to achieve now. It can only be done when the performance competition really has a certain base. "

"Please advise! "

But Conkenstein suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Mingzheng.

"In fact, even a performance competition can be like a league competition, gathering the champions of each game together, holding a large-scale grand celebration, and broadcasting it globally. This will surely become a grand event comparable to the league competition.

Even if there are enough grand competitions, it is entirely possible to require the coordinating trainers to collect a few champions before participating in the grand celebration..."

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

"Mr. Conkenstein, let's cooperate. In the future, whenever a competition is held in a city where Devon Hotel is located, our Devon Group will be responsible for all expenses, and I want the exclusive naming rights for all future competitions!"

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