Moreover, from the occasional reputations that Jiang Shu had, he seed to be quite approachable. As long as the purpose was clearly communicated, perhaps one could easily interview him.
Thinking of this, Koichi Kojima felt as if he had found the drive to move forward, so he walked towards where Jiang Shu was. But when he was only six or seven ters away from Jiang Shu, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Because he saw the barrage of comnts.
"What’s Jiang Shu doing?"
"It looks like he’s looking at so bugs."
"Are those dead flies in front of him?"
"Yes, they’re flies. The bottle on the windowsill contains fly-repelling incense. The smoke that evaporates from it kills the flies, but it’s absolutely harmless to humans. On the contrary, it leaves a faint scent on the body."
"The one in front knows so much. Could it be..."
"That’s right, I’m the one who brought this stuff. It’s really effective. Make sure to get the ’Xiangli Jing’ brand for fly-repelling incense!"
"Kojima, wait a second, look at what Jiang Shu is doing! Maybe he’s already noticed you and is about to give you a surprise!"
Koichi Kojima stopped precisely because he saw the last comnt, but he had already read over the previous comnts one by one. This was his first ti experiencing such an abundance of comnts, and he found it sowhat novel.
Normally, the person advertising products should have been muted, but he didn’t exercise his privileges.
Kojima gave a signal with his eyes to Ooishi behind him, and Ooishi understood. He zood in with the cara so the viewers could clearly see what exactly Jiang Shu was doing.
Although it very much resembled sneaky filming, at this point, they had no choice but to aim the cara squarely at the scene.
This kind of live broadcast that felt like sneaky filming also gave the viewers who saw this program a completely novel experience, a sense of shocking curiosity that resembled voyeurism.
"Filming without permission like this? How is that different from the paparazzi?"
"Indeed, public figures have a right to privacy as well. You need to go and apologize."
" 1, but it’s best to finish filming before apologizing to the magician."
"I agree with the comnt above."
So people pointed out that this was completely unethical, but although such comnts were echoed by the audience, no one actually told Koichi Kojima to stop the live broadcast.
In the cara’s view, Jiang Shu seed unaware of the sneaky filming. He was staring intently at the dead flies in front of him, his brows slightly furrowed, as if in deep thought.
Kojima glanced at the barrage of comnts; he did not understand what Jiang Shu wanted to do at this mont.
"????"
"Why is he looking at the flies? Do magicians also hate flies?"
"Perhaps that’s the case."
"The last ti I saw soone this interested in watching flies was the last ti."
At that mont, Jiang Shu suddenly moved. He stretched out a hand, palm facing upwards in front of his mouth, then blew gently across his palm towards the dead flies.
One could vaguely see sothing glittering in the air.
And then Jiang Shu proceeded to reach out into the air, seemingly grasping sothing at random, and gently placed it among the pile of dead fly corpses, while he appeared to be mumbling sothing under his breath.
Koichi Kojima’s expression grew even stranger, thankfully, the cara wasn’t capturing his face at the mont.
This magician...
What exactly does he want to do?
Is he casting so sort of spell?
Are you so breed of evil wizard?
The barrage of questions seed to echo his own confusion.
"What’s he doing?"
"Is he performing last rites for the flies, so they don’t have to be flies in their next life?"
"Did you notice? I see the magician’s mouth moving. Could he be chanting so spell?"
However, Jiang Shu by the window was completely unaware of the intense debate taking place in the barrage of comnts. He continued to look at that pile of dead flies, his expression a mix of tension and anticipation.
Suddenly, a few of the dead flies twitched.
First a twitch, then they gently rubbed their forelegs together, as if going through so sort of awakening process.
Soon, the first fly ca back to life. It vibrated its wings and flew away, wobbling in the air.
Then the second one, the third one...
Finally, all the dead flies on the windowsill were resurrected, buzzing back into the hospital corridor. It seed that since this batch of flies was revived right here by the window, the density of flies in this area was astonishingly high.
Koichi Kojima was so shocked that he was speechless; he felt the scene before him was sowhat beyond human comprehension.
The program’s barrage of comnts absolutely exploded with activity. Now, there were as many as five thousand people watching online at the sa ti, and nearly all of them simultaneously posted "????" on the public screen.
"What the heck? The flies have been resurrected?"
"?????"
"What did I just see? Is this so kind of mistake?"
"The one before, is your fly-repelling incense fake?"
"I guarantee my personal integrity, every single fly knocked out by my incense is dead for sure!"
In just a minute’s ti, the viewership doubled, and the amount of comnts and heat generated a terrifying, explosive increase.
Kojima looked back at Ooishi, blinking in disbelief, then asked, "Ooishi, did you just see..."
"I saw it too, the flies have been resurrected." The photographer’s voice was not supposed to be in the picture, but now Ooishi was equally stunned by the scene of the resurrected flies, so he disregarded those rules as well.
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