Chapter 629 This is a talent

Happy walked to the display case with the broom angrily, looked at the information of the work with his eyes, wanting to see if it was that daring guy who dared to do such absurd things.

Shengyao's redemption broom?What kind of stupid name is this?What the hell is there is a series of incomprehensible introductions?

With disdain in his heart, Happy looked along the information column one after another. When he saw the column of the contestant's name, he was instantly stunned.

Contestant, Roy.

Happy had an impression of the name, but it was vague. He stroked his chin, thinking hard.

Roy?Roy!

After a while, he suddenly realized and remembered.

A few days ago, my boss who had been buried in the laboratory said that he would send an invitation letter. When I said that it would be fine for me to come for such a trivial matter, I didn't expect my boss to put on an extremely serious expression. expression, said.

"This person's invitation must be sent by me personally!"

And the name of the invitation is: Roy.

Happy's face was full of astonishment. This boss, Tony Stark, who can personally send the invitation letter to him, is definitely a big boss that he can't afford to mess with!

How could this kind of boss use an ordinary broom to participate in the competition? There must be some secret in this broom!

The alert Harpy thought in his heart, and quickly put the display cabinet with the broom back safely in his hands, and at the same time put another layer of protective film on the outside, and decided from the bottom of his heart that he must be careful about this in the following competitions. Big guys pay attention.

……

The competition started, and with the influx of contestants, the competition hall was filled in an instant. In the center of the hall, there were many arenas. Because it was the first round of audition with mixed fish and dragons, everything focused on Jane.

In the center of the guild hall, on a huge stage, after the obese Harpy gave a speech, accompanied by the cheers of the audience, this so-called technological competition officially started.

Roy stepped onto the ring with a relaxed expression, and a man with a hat and a white study uniform came up opposite him, with a stooped body.

He glanced at the broom placed in the showcase on the table next to Roy, with a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth, and then he glanced at the well-dressed referee beside him, and said impatiently, "Can we start? Mr. Referee!"

In his opinion, the opponent's broom is not comparable in any way. The so-called technological competition is actually not as complicated as imagined. It is nothing more than comparing the functions of the two sides and then giving a score. The idiot can see that it is just an ordinary broom, the kind that cannot be stretched. Compared with such works, it is simply a waste of my time.

The referee nodded. For some reason, he glanced at Roy with great interest, and then said in a deep voice, "Then, the game begins!"

He walked up to the man, did not directly look at his entry, but took a deep look at the man, then hesitation suddenly appeared on his face, and he said, "Who told you to wear a hat? You are dressed so informally." You are flouting the rules of the game, and disrespecting your opponent and Stark Industries, now you are sentenced to disqualification, and this gentleman automatically wins!"

"You, what did you say?" The man was dumbfounded, and said in disbelief, "When did this rule come into existence?"

"Oh! Mr. Harpy just added it, and it is clearly written in the rules. If you don't believe me, you can read it for yourself." The referee said with his hands folded, and smiled disdainfully.

Hearing this, the man gritted his teeth slightly, took off his hat, let go of the hair that he thought was obsessed with research and hadn't trimmed for a long time, and took off his white research uniform to reveal the shirt underneath, saying: " Then I take off my hat and put on a formal attire, shall I?"

Seeing this, the referee narrowed his eyes again and said sharply: "Who told you to take off your hat, such a mess of hair, and such a dirty shirt, you are disrespecting the rules of the game, and disrespecting your opponent and Stark. Industry, now disqualify you from the competition, please leave the pavilion!"

After speaking, two security guards came up immediately, supported him from left to right, and carried him out.

"Bastards! Bastards! This is a black call, it's a black call, you deliberately treat it differently! I want to report, there is a black call, there is a shady scene in this game!" The man glanced back and forth between Roy and the referee, and roared furiously.

"You still dare to slander us Stark Industries, how can there be such a person now? Our boss is Iron Man, the messenger of justice, how could he do such a thing?" The referee shook his head helplessly, hating the iron man Looking at the man, as if he had been greatly wronged, he let out a long sigh of compassion.

And Roy was a little confused watching this scene, what's going on?

Hit the black whistle?This black whistle is still on your side?

After the man completely disappeared from sight, the referee showed a sad wry smile on his face, and said respectfully: "Sir, I let you see a joke. There are always people who don't understand my good intentions. Tell me, just him That scruffy look and undisguised sarcastic face, even if he is talented, he will not be able to show his talents because he can't be a man, but he said that there is something wrong with my way of sharpening his edges and corners, and he doesn't know my intentions at all. You know, now that all kinds of heroes are born and the world is peaceful, how can there be shady scenes? Do you think this is the case, Mr. Roy!"

After speaking, he clapped his hands with a helpless look.

Talent, this is definitely a rare talent!

After this reasoning, even Roy had to be amazed.

"This referee is really dedicated to his duties, and he won my heart. It is a great blessing for Stark Industries to have a talent like you!" Roy had a smile on his face, and he was not stingy with his praise.

Roy has seen a lot of rascals, but it is the first time Roy has met someone who can talk about rascals so artistically.

Hearing this, the referee was as if eating honey, excited for a new one, clenched his fists, tears filled his eyes, as if he had finally been appreciated, he wiped his tears and continued: "I dare not be the Gospel, I have always put Sta Ke regards Mr. Ke as his idol, and regards this envoy of justice as his lifelong goal! To be a justice partner is my lifelong dream!"

"Well said, Mr. Referee's phone call is simply enlightening and deafening. I believe that sooner or later, you will realize your dream and become a partner of those heroes fighting side by side." Roy spoke confidently, and his words were full of He expressed his approval and affirmation, but then, he changed the subject, lowered his tone, and asked in the ear of the referee: "Is this what your boss asked you to do?"

(End of this chapter)

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