Chapter Eighty-Three Invisible to the Naked Eye, Radiant Light Illuminates Others

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  Perhaps every man has a dream of being famous and renowned in his heart.

  It seems like a long time ago, when Xiaohe hadn't started junior high school yet. He also loved watching TV, especially series dramas. He only liked to watch mythological and martial arts dramas with high-flying action, as well as modern films with strong historical backgrounds.

  The first two types of dramas are not worth mentioning, at that time it was just to see the special effects, to see the excitement, and then argue with classmates in class about which "divine skill" is the most powerful, Guanyin or Sakyamuni, who is more awesome. Anyway, it's just bragging and nonsense.

  And of course, modern dramas cannot be separated from the large number of TVB drama series introduced at that time, such as "The Bund", "Giant", "Silver Sea Surging Waves", "Stormy Weather"... etc. These types of TV dramas about wealthy families competing with each other, brothers turning against each other, and love being snatched away were extremely popular at the time, especially among the village women.

  Yeah, Xiaosha Ge also likes it very much because at that time his favorite was this kind of scene where the leading actor appears on stage and is immediately surrounded by bodyguards opening a path, with a large group of reporters holding cameras, video cameras and microphones around him.

  Real men all like grand scenes, even timid and weak men who are usually timid and have no temper, once they turn over and sing a song, they will still yearn for the kind of heroic and uninhibited feeling that is worth a thousand gold.

  Later, Xiaosha didn't have time to watch TV anymore and slowly grew up. Then he began to understand a truth: the protagonists on TV might be real in reality, but most of them were unreachable for him because of his family background, personal ability, and level - the gap was just too big.

  So, his childhood fantasies about development and explosion were gradually buried with the growth of age, and even abandoned.

  This feeling of powerlessness lasted until he got a successful system.

  Today, as a guy with endless fighting spirit and passion burning deep in his heart slowly pushed his bicycle into the relatively prosperous small town due to this national highway, when he stood on a fairly spacious street looking at the very few passersby, there was suddenly a loud horn blaring from behind him, along with many "clattering" sounds.

  Xiao Sa Ge turned his body back, he didn't see anything clearly, but his eyes were suddenly "blinded" by a strong flash of light.

  "Hello Mr. Tang, I'm a reporter from Ezhou North's 'Entertainment Express', can we schedule an exclusive interview?"

  "Hi Tang Xiao Sa, I'm a reporter from Southeast TV's 'Entertainment Paradise', may I schedule an exclusive interview with you?"

  "Hello Xiao Xian Ge, I'm a reporter from Dongfang TV's 'Entertainment Star World', do you have time for a brief interview?"

  ……

  What is invisible? What is "dazzling"?

  There's no doubt that Xiao Ge deeply felt this way at this moment, because his hands were already filled with several microphones bearing various logos and slogans.

  My god, brother's hands can't even hold it anymore!

  Someone was forced to dodge the flash while using both hands to hold up various microphones, shouting loudly: "Can you all be quiet for a moment? Can you turn off the flash? If this continues, I really won't be able to answer any questions..."

  It was either hearing his shout, or the photographer had already taken satisfactory photos. The flashlights soon faded out one by one. At this time, the reporters who handed over the microphones to Xiao Shuai also quieted down.

  Someone blinked hard with sour eyes, and even wanted to wipe them with the back of their hand, because the strong light just now was really too sudden, and he didn't prepare at all.

  After waiting for a while, he slowly recovered his vision and lifted his slightly moist eyes to see a handful of microphones with various logos being held in front of his chest by his own hands. Then he saw at least 15 or 16 people standing in front of him, and behind them were several vehicles that had stopped temporarily.

  "Are you all waiting for me in this small town?" Xiao Sao asked with a curious tone and a hint of speechlessness.

  "No, we just arrived today too." A reporter standing closest to Xiaoshaoge smiled and said: "Actually, we were originally going to wait and see, but then we suddenly received a call saying you were riding your bike towards this town, so everyone was waiting in the car for you. As soon as we saw you appear, we all rushed over."

  Is this self-inflicted?

  Xiaohe felt a bit depressed, not because he was blocked by the reporter, but because this was originally part of his plan.

  His gloominess is just like what happened earlier when the flash of the camera blinded his eyes, if he had paid a bit more attention, he definitely wouldn't have looked so disheveled, don't become a laughing stock for some people in the future!

  You're a big star and still haven't "mastered the basics"? You can't even handle direct camera flashes, what are you doing in the entertainment industry, pretending to be a big star?

  "Alright, I don't care how everyone else got here either, now let me just say a few simple words!"

  The handsome brother looked up at the still gloomy and rainy sky, then swept a glance at the street that was empty just now but slowly increasing in number, and nodded with satisfaction, and began to speak.

  While the reporters were all focused, someone smiled and said: "Just now on the highway to this town, due to a car accident, at least hundreds of cars were blocked, but I was riding a bicycle, so I passed through very smoothly. During this time, I met about 10 reporter gentlemen and ladies from various media outlets, they all extended interview invitations to me, even including an exclusive interview request from a TV station, however..."

  His eyes scanned the slightly raised reporters, paused for a moment and continued: "But I didn't agree to any of them, because I haven't completed today's task quota, that is, I want to perform continuously in three small towns and get at least 20 yuan reward in each town."

  The words had barely fallen

  "Ah, it's really the king of mimicry! Everyone come and see!"

  A sudden shrill cry suddenly exploded from behind Xiao Ge, and someone's first reaction was not to turn around to see what happened, but instead, like a startled horse, he jumped up violently, and the various microphones in his hand almost flew out.

  "My god, is he flying?"

  A reporter standing in front of Xiao Xiao Ge was just about to cover his ears from the scream, but he suddenly felt a strong gust of wind blowing past his eyes, followed by a loud "bang" sound coming from behind him.

  Then, he was shocked to find that the master who had just stood in front of him had disappeared, and a series of chilling "hissing" sounds came from behind.

  What's going on? How can it be like this?

  The reporter turned around in surprise, only to find that Xiao Ge, who had just been standing in front of him holding a microphone for an introduction, was now somehow standing behind him, his mouth twitching slightly as he tiptoed.

  What is this?

  The reporter looked at his partner (cameraman) in a daze, but found that he was also stunned, holding the camera with both hands trembling.

  "What's wrong with you?" He had to ask, because between the two of them, he was the one in charge. If his partner had a problem, then he should at least know the reason!

  "Fly... Fly away!"

  His partner was still shaking in disbelief and hastily aimed the camera at someone else to take another crazy shot.

  At this moment, a large crowd of people around him also burst into loud shouts.

  "Xiao Sao Ge, you just jumped so high and flew directly over someone's head from the same spot. Have you ever received any high jump training?"

  "Mr. Tang, there are reports that you have been practicing martial arts since childhood, is this all true?"

  "Mr. Tang, I wonder if you have ever thought of participating in high jump competitions? With your jumping ability, it's really possible to enter the sports profession."

  ……

  Damn it, I hate people who run behind others and shout loudly.

  Someone muttered to himself, gently tapping his sore ankle on the ground with one hand, while holding up a large microphone in the other: "Everyone please be quiet for a moment, I'll say it again, before I finish today's task, I won't answer any questions, thank you everyone, please keep quiet. I'm about to start today's first performance."

  After saying this, he directly ignored the flashing lights and handed over the microphone with a slight bow: "Please take back your microphones, don't delay my performance."

  He also ignored that somewhat awkward guy who had startled him so much that he almost got hurt.