Chapter 36 Mountain and Sea Comic Exhibition (5)

The week-long comic convention has finally come to its last day.

This day not only features the most generous lucky draw ever.

The best cosplayers will also be announced based on real-time data, and the top ten will receive very generous rewards.

If you are a staff member of ShanHai Live, you will also receive an additional bonus of double your monthly performance!

The selection mechanism was also very simple and straightforward: random viewers uploaded pictures to the "Picture Retrieval Hall" temporarily created by the ShanHai Live app.

After using facial recognition to aggregate the data, statistics were compiled based on the total number of photos. The top ten were determined by 5 PM that day. (Zhang Mo and Paopao were excluded.)

Please participate enthusiastically, but please be careful not to use technical means to rig votes. Once discovered, your account will be banned immediately.

When the final morning arrived, four of the top ten were live streamers, and six were professional and well-known cosplayers.

The seventh place goes to the pitiful Consort Xiang, Jiang Mian.

Fifth place goes to Naruto Uzumaki, who pretended to use the Shadow Clone Technique, along with the three brothers, Rōri, Rōgetsu, and Rōsei.

Second place goes to Jiu Xuan, who transforms into Daji and possesses boundless charm.

As for first place?

The first place goes to Ms. Meng Yuan, who cosplayed the God of Wealth.

She was dressed in a golden God of Wealth robe, embroidered with copper coins and ingots, with a red belt around her waist and a hat adorned with pom-poms. Despite her usual indifferent expression, her festive attire added a touch of endearing contrast.

She strolled slowly through the exhibition area, handing out small cards she had drawn to passersby.

The front features a lifelike gold ingot painted by herself, while the back displays an advertisement for "Dream Catcher Studio".

According to those who received the card before, as long as you put it by your bedside, you will dream of making a fortune that very night.

Some people even say that if you're lucky, you can dream about the numbers for the lottery jackpot!

Who could resist such temptation?!

Therefore, Meng Yuan's popularity remained the highest for the next few days.

And coincidentally, the largest group of children in the world of anime and manga are those who love to draw and are talented at it.

Surprisingly, Meng Yuan actually found several teachable talents.

This is truly cause for celebration!

"What number are we now?" Zhang Youxuan asked, as passersby cast curious glances at the large suit of armor she was wearing.

Zhang Yiming glanced down at his phone and whispered, "Twelfth."

Zhang Youxuan said plaintively, "Sigh, so close! I really wanted to double my brother's performance."

Zhang Yiming smiled. He didn't mind, after all, the anime they were cosplaying was an old series from more than ten years ago, and many people didn't recognize it.

He still enjoys the fun of going to comic conventions with his sister more.

"There's a guy over there cosplaying as a character from 'Cooking Master Boy' making pancakes, wanna go check it out?"

Zhang Youxuan: "Okay, okay~"

They arrived at the pancake stall.

The stall owner, dressed as a character from the popular TV show "MasterChef No. 1," was making pancakes for a father and son in front of his stall when he heard the armored figure making noise and instinctively looked up.

The stall owner must have watched the classic anime "Fullmetal Alchemist," because he smiled as soon as he saw Zhang Yiming and asked, "Hey, how's your brother's recovery going?"

Zhang Yiming also laughed and replied in character, "Soon, soon."

The anime's ending is that the two brothers, after going through countless hardships, finally help their younger brother Alphonse regain his lost body.

The father and son, who were waiting for their pancakes, also turned their attention over.

"Wow!" The little boy, who looked to be about ten years old, was wearing a blue Ultraman T-shirt and holding a mechanical model in his hand. He exclaimed the moment he saw the huge armor, "So cool! Uncle, is this your Gundam?"

"..." Zhang Yiming, who was only twenty-five years old, twitched his lips and forced a smile, saying, "Let me tell you, this is not a Gundam, it's just armor."

Zhang Youxuan: "Hahahahahahahahaha."

The little boy said "Oh," and then, seeing the remote control in Zhang Yiming's hand, his eyes were full of longing: "So it's a remote-controlled armor? Uncle, can I play with it?"

"...No, because my most important family members are inside." Zhang Yiming said seriously.

The little boy looked blankly at the armor: "Is someone inside?"

The stall owner laughed heartily, put the finished pancakes into a bag, and handed them to the little boy: "That's just how his character is, he definitely won't give them to you. Here, little friend, your pancake is ready."

At that moment, unbeknownst to anyone, all the demons in the arena felt an unusual force surging from the ground towards them.

The nearby demons all turned their gazes toward the area where the mysterious power had reached.

It was the same armor that was next to Zhang Yiming!

The little boy took the pancakes from the bag, but still stared longingly at the armor, muttering under his breath, "There's clearly no one here, how stingy."

Suddenly, a strange impact sound came from inside the armor!

It was as if something was pounding inside the armor!

Not only were the stall owner and the father and son passersby stunned, but even Zhang Yiming was taken aback.

He was still holding the remote control in his hand. The armor was clearly stationary, so how could there be a clattering sound? Or was it coming from inside?

The little boy's eyes widened: "There are really people inside?"

Before the words were even finished, the armor seemed to lose its balance and collapse!

In his haste, Zhang Yiming instinctively reached out to steady himself, completely forgetting the weight of the armor.

Lang Ri grabbed him by the collar and pulled him back, saying, "Are you stupid? What if I crush you to death?"

The massive armor, over two meters tall, crashed to the ground. Fortunately, the surrounding area was empty, and no one else was crushed.

The head of the armor was smashed off and flung more than two meters away.

Zhang Yiming felt a little sorry for him and turned around to pick it up.

But then he heard a weak, small, incredulous, yet all-too-familiar voice behind him—

"elder brother?"