To general pass Mr. Spittoon Head
Congratulations to Omer Linton, who was nominated in the top 10 dark villain series of the year and won.
Since it is difficult to contact the parties to discuss follow-up cooperation, your assistance is needed.
Please respond within one Covenant week.
FromThe Dark Villain of the Year Selection Organizing Team
PS: The commemorative trophy and championship trophy will be delivered together with the letter, so please pay attention.
The large trophy with the dark and ferocious logo is obviously the Nominated Fan Memorial Award.
There is no label on which year it is, and there is no special trophy shape, but it is enough to satisfy fans and has become a very important bragging capital.
The trophy on the side, which is several times smaller and only one foot high, is particularly delicate.
The main body is a gem in the shape of a crescent moon. There is a hazy moonlight-like light blue glow in the layered interaction. It is just like the moonstone in the feldspar family minerals, and it still has a cat's eye effect (there are many gems in nature that should be processed into After the arcuate shape, there will be a bright and mobile light band (flash or living light) on the arcuate surface, named because it looks like a cat's slender pupil).
Bize doesn't know much about gems, but he can still see the intention behind making this trophy.
In particular, the beam-like glow on the gemstone coincides with the mouth and tail of the jet-black viper wrapped around the gemstone.
Black and purple, the obsidian is carved into the lifelike and sinister shape of the viper, entwined with moonstone like a crescent moon. The tightly carved tail makes the viper tighten, and it even seems to be embedded in the tail of moonlight. The Moonlight Head is being swallowed by the viper's mouth.
It reminded Bize of the Internet name that Omo had always used and seemed to be common and never changed:
krait
But here it was like a snake surrounding the moon. The dark viper was wrapped around the crystal moon, its head and tail firmly controlling the moonlight in the center, giving him a somewhat depressing feeling.
Bize does not understand art, but aesthetics does not emphasize the threshold.
When he could hardly move his eyes away from it in a short time, he could praise the unusualness of the trophy, but he did not want to put such a trophy in the house, let alone that this trophy should be given to Homais.
But will Omer like it?
Bi Ze couldn't help but be so suspicious.
Even he himself felt depressed looking at this thing. Is it definitely suitable for giving away?
Does the organizer of the voting competition know how to design a trophy?
Although he admits that this thing seems to be very impressive and very thoughtful, but is it that all this care and awesomeness is not used in the right place?
The dark villain style voting is not really a dark villain voting. Don’t think that the winner really has a villain aesthetic, kora!
It was hard to get the mail out originally, but now it's hard to even send out the trophy... It's inevitable that aliens like him feel guilty because of his thinking. He feels that although he seems to have given his brother a big V start, but other than that Everything is not pretty.
Not to mention anything else, this is just to start a follow-up cooperation... Although I know that this vote will arrange designs such as models, figures, and postcards for the champion to give feedback to fans, and will also give bonuses and peripheral shares to the champion...
This was the case in previous generations, and Omer was probably no exception.
But brother seems to want to keep a low profile recently.
My phone was protected, and my account showed offline all day long. I heard that reporters and fans were crowding around the door of the office——
——He even saw an anchor on the mercenary live broadcast website in the Linton office in the morning. Thousands of people were watching simultaneously in the live broadcast room, making him confused whether he was a fan of the anchor or a fan of his brother.
This is just one of the live broadcast rooms. Searching for 'Linton Firm' will bring up dozens of related live broadcast rooms.
That immediately gave him an uneasy feeling as if he was in trouble.
At once……
It seems that I underestimated the value of this vote and those fans.
The scale is fine, but the mobility of these fans... seems to be a bit too strong.
heat! They must all be enjoying the popularity!
Bi Ze, who could only think of this for the present, stuffed the letter into the drawer next to the computer desk.
I listened carefully to the living room again - there was only the sound of the robot sweeping the floor.
Then he composed himself.
My brother hasn't come yet, so I'd better hide it first, right?
In the final analysis, I just mentioned my name and posted a few photos. The subsequent increase in the number of votes was quite inexplicable.
First, there was an extra guy named Kallen Kallen, who led a group of members who suddenly appeared to vote and gained basic exposure. Then there were several more strange fans, who looked completely formal and serious. In guiding the organization to vote.
Then after two rounds of advancement, several new photos with the same clarity as the photos I posted flooded into the material library, and the number of votes went completely crazy.
It was also from that time that Omo's voting area took on a look that he couldn't understand, but he was greatly shocked.
But there is still some expectation in my heart.
It seems...can you really put your brother in first place?
As the initiator, the uneasiness in my heart was overshadowed by some kind of expectation, and I even joined in again, working with those "fans".
'Generally accessible spittoon head', 'Monsters are necessary', 'Start an experiment', 'Wolf King', 'Voice of the crowd', it seems that they don't know each other, but they achieved it through simple communication through the voting interface. The division of labor is clear, and they are like several villain cadres in a villain organization fighting in the voting of evil style styles.
But a certain immediate boss was completely unaware of this.
Of course, it's hard to say now.
"If you plan to act, you must be decisive, Bize." The voice of Baermon
"Oh yes! Yes! You have to hurry up-"
Ding dong~!
As soon as he took a step forward, he heard the doorbell ringing from the living room.
There was even a response from the recently purchased robot lady: "Here we come!"
Ah this! Don't! !
After hesitating for half a second, whether to continue carrying the trophy or to cover the robot girl outside, he suddenly chose to hide the trophy.
——
"Who are you?"
"I am a domestic maid type android purchased by the master, named Zhuohua, Mr. Omer."
"For home use?" Omer looked at the girl in front of him in a simulated maid uniform that seemed to vaguely reference several paper figures, but didn't seem to be there.
He speaks fluent and soft Jidong dialect, and the title of the owner is smooth and natural, which makes Omer doubt Bize's purchasing ideas.
Household use... This is a word with no ambiguity, but when I think of Bize, this word becomes worth mentioning.
But his trip was for business, not Brother Bagua's operating system, so he didn't start the topic, just nodded: "So is he in the bedroom? Miss Zhuohua, I have something to do with him, or to make an appointment in advance. ”
Although the other party is obviously equipped with a realistic language module, most likely it is also equipped with a personality module, so the speech is not mechanical or stiff.
As for why the other party knows your name... It is natural to transfer the phone book of acquaintances to the mobile phone you just got. Mechanical life with networking capabilities does not lack such a function.
Even if it's just for so-called home use.
But Omer is still used to giving keywords that are easier for the other party to deal with.
As for why he mentioned the bedroom... because Omer knew that Bize always stayed in the bedroom at home.
As long as there are no guests, the living room, the structure of the house, has nothing to do with it.
Similarly, the kitchen structure has been abandoned for a long time, but now it may have an owner.
"Yes, he is in the bedroom, do you need me to inform the master?" asked the 'person' who can make pots and pans surrender.
"No, I think he has heard it." Omo said, glancing in the direction of the bedroom.
The door was open, and the sound of moving could still be heard, but even if it was closed, the sound insulation effect of this room was very average. He could hear the sound of the washing machine starting from the balcony.
"Okay, Monsieur Homais."
Nodding, Omer glanced at the broom in her hand. The unsightly thought that robot sweeping might not be as efficient as a sweeping robot flashed through her mind, but she just said lightly: "Well, just keep working."
With that said, Omo passed her and walked towards the bedroom.
There, the young man he was looking for was sitting in front of the ergonomic chair. He stood up and opened his arms in a very welcoming manner: "Brother, you are here! I haven't seen you for a few days!!"
When Omer looked at him like this, he just silently took off his glasses and turned his dark red eyes to glance at the wardrobe in the bedroom.
"What were you moving just now?"
"Uh, a few express packages."
Bize is not good at covering up anything.
At least for Omer, he only needed to recall the route of the moving sound he heard before, and then looked at the subtle changes in the other person's expression in those few seconds, and he sighed: "A courier that is more sensitive than the robot outside?"
"Why do you ask? Zhuohua is insensitive. She is just a domestic maid robot."
"Will there be a design deviation in the skewed posture of a domestic maid robot? Her condition is not suitable for walking."
"..."
"Although I heard that today's bionic people can restore such physiological details, it is quite surprising that it can be verified. Have you used magic to assist you in combat?"
"Okay, okay!!!" Bize's voice raised an octave to interrupt the topic, "Don't you have something to do with me?!"
"Master?" The maid outside the living room heard the voice.
"It's okay! Keep sweeping...go and rest on the sofa! Stop sweeping the floor, this is an order!"
"yes."
When Bize turned around, he saw his brother raising his hand and twisting his mouth, completely stunned and said: "Laugh if you want to!"
"What's so funny? You have to praise me, Asasi, Big Brother." Omer had a templated smile on his face.
"You are just laughing in your heart!"
"This is overthinking my brother. It's time to celebrate that Mr. Bi is finally out of the food delivery life. By the way, isn't the bed big enough?" He said, glancing at the bed.
If nothing else, some of the risqué pillows above are really gone.
This is indeed a criterion that needs to be focused on.
Bi Ze had already impulsively reached out to have some brotherly communication, but he had forgotten the gap between the brothers.
"Where are the four girls in your family and are you still making fun of me?"
"That's not enough to make a joke." Omo easily put away Bize's frustrated hand and suppressed his smile slightly. "At the age of sixteen or seventeen, I don't look forward to the day when I will be kidnapped by Beatrix." .”
Or maybe they were attacked by the student union first, and then Rudolf would be the leader, and Shirahito and Qianming might be the second-in-command.
The relationship between trainers and underage horse girls has always been a scandal, and there are dozens of cases every year in Teresen that have to be dealt with by the student union.
In contrast, no one from the central government has set an 'example'.
"Beatrix?" Bize frowned, tried hard to recall, and then asked in surprise, "Shi Huaiya?"
He really didn't remember the full name of Cerebellar Ax. Even though he had traveled with it during the monster exhibition, he still had to think carefully before he could figure it out.
"Of course, you should also pay attention. Meeting a police officer friend means that you have to pay more attention to obeying the law." Omo raised his hand and pointed his index finger to the door, "For example, the Law on the Protection of Bionic Persons."
"I won't abuse Zhuo Hua!"
"It's not hard to believe, so let's get back to the point?" Omo said, taking a few steps to sit on the bedside. "Do you know anything about the desert hero, the horse racing girl, or the horse racing horse?"
"Desert hero?" Upon hearing the other party asking this, Bize also pulled his chair and sat down, his expression relaxed a lot, he raised his index finger and looked at his head gently, "Let me think about it... Horse racing is the big daddy again. …Oh, the seed of Sunday tranquility.”
"...which number is it?"
"I haven't counted them." Bize lowered the angle of his chair and continued to think while lying down, "At least forty or fifty? Just for G1 horses."
"It's really v5." Omo praised unhappily, swiping the light screen in mid-air.
The impression of her sister in the teahouse became more and more strange.
"Right, but that's not what you want to ask?"
"I would like to ask about the desert hero's horse racing performance. For example, do he have any old enemies? Or well-known opponents." Omer said, taking off the fire dragon model in front of the bedside table and looking at it.
Bize didn't care either. The good brother was not a naughty kid, not to mention that he had also been to Omer's room to appreciate his model collection, but at that time Omer's room was still at home in the community.
"Old enemy? No, right? I do know my opponent, one named Ji Zhao, and he's also a symbolist. You should know that."
"I know that Ma Niang, the symbol of the family, was born in Anmei District. Although she was born in that place, her behavior is very ancient oriental style."
And like Rudolph Symbol and Sirius Symbol, he has a tough and valiant style that is not inferior to that of men. At one time, the horse girls who were nicknamed Symbol Family in the trainer circle were all handsome guys.
"But she's living a normal life," Omer said.
"Of course she is living a normal life, isn't she waiting for the trainer?" Bize was a little confused, "What's wrong? Something happened to the Desert Hero?"
"No, but something may have happened to the horse girl related to Desert Hero," Omo said, looking at the newly replaced Thunder Wolf Dragon model, "I want to use the elimination method to confirm the horse horse related to Desert Hero, regardless of It doesn’t matter if it’s OP or G3, G2, or G1. I’ve run against her, especially if I’ve won against her…”
Recalling what Miss Desert Hero said about 'not being able to live without each other' and 'wanting to compete again', Omo judged that this kind of emotional competition between rivals made him feel a bit like wanting revenge.
"Can you make a list?"
"Do you need to go to such trouble? You have no other relevant clues?" Bize stood up and looked at him, and also looked at the model he was playing with.
Then he lay back down again. He had no energy at all.
"That's true, let me think about it..." Putting the model in his hand back, Omer stood up, picked up something and sat back by the window, looking at it and thinking, "The other party's way of speaking is similar to Bourbon, and he is particularly partial to a certain person. The field, I think, is astronomy. It directly defines me as an observer and I am also very keen. If there is anything else -" "Astronomy? This is easy to guess!"
"who?"
"New universe!" Bize stood up again. The mention of the horse made him feel a little more energetic, and he looked at Omer.
I also saw the trophy held by Omer.
Then he became more energetic.
"ah---!!!"
His cry could probably cover a prairie dog.
I wish my friends who are still taking the college entrance examination good luck in the college entrance examination.
(End of chapter)
