"This is a priceless treasure! Let me reiterate, don't measure its value by money alone. The previous mobile phone films were valuable in the materials and materials used to cast them, but this film embodies the efforts of countless predecessors before they died.
Essence and blood, regret and unwillingness, can't you hear the call deep in this membrane!" Lao Ji's expression was so serious that Zhang Ke almost believed his lies.
Speaking of this, Lao Ji deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was secretly telling a secret:
"The magic of this film is that it can use an invisible hidden weapon called 'blue light radiation', which is emitted suddenly and invisible when facing an enemy. When the opponent sees it, his spirit will be disturbed and he will feel that the opponent's mobile phone is being used.
It emits blue light radiation like a thousand sharp arrows, piercing through the body."
"Wow, it's so powerful. Let's put it this way, those who oppose it will be frightened to the point of losing their minds and fleeing, or at worst frightened to the point where they bleed from their orifices and die suddenly. It's really terrifying!" Zhang Ke deliberately imitated it!
Lao Ji said in an exaggerated tone.
"It seems that you are not stupid and have the talent to enter my door. In this case, I won't hide anything - look at this 2D blue light film. Although it is magical, seriously speaking, it is only the most basic of blue light films.
Ordinary product - in addition, there are also its upgraded versions 3D, 4D, 5D, and 6D. Although the material of each film is exactly the same, the intensity of the blue light hidden in it is different, well...
So of course the price will go up. I think you are still young and don’t have much money, so you won’t consider such high-end products.”
Lao Ji finally finished introducing his pile of inventory, then raised his head and stared at Zhang Ke with a smile, and asked politely: "Most of my high-quality inventory are here, which one do you like? I'll give it to you
I’ll give you a 20% discount, and if you buy three or more items... I’ll even bite the bullet and give you a 25% discount.”
Zhang Ke looked at the dazzling array of stickers in front of him. Not only did his eyes widen, but he also had a new understanding of Lao Ji's ability to talk. In the past, he just thought he was proficient in talking nonsense, but now he feels that he doesn't write novels.
It's a pity. If these bizarre membranes were replaced by magic weapons in immortality novels, I would be able to write a good work.
"So, have you made your choice? I'm done talking." Lao Ji glanced at the beer counter of the canteen nearby, obviously implying something, but Zhang Ke completely turned a blind eye.
Finally, he made his choice——
"Give me a piece of plastic film, the one that costs 3 yuan, and put it on properly."
Lao Ji was stunned for a moment, and then said hurriedly:
"...I've told you so much, but you still don't understand. This is not just a membrane problem -"
"This is the problem with the film. I don't fight with others, and I'm not one of your film-loving people. Why do I buy those weird things?" Zhang Ke asked back, "Besides, there's nothing wrong with bullying the less, so I don't care.
Ten pieces of used plastic film only cost 30 yuan, and they can be used at least until graduation."
"Alas, a child cannot be taught, a child cannot be taught..."
Lao Ji sighed and took Zhang Ke's phone, and gently put the film on it - fortunately, his words were not all nonsense, his skills were indeed excellent, and the film was as if it was alive and immediately automatically
It is adsorbed to the screen without leaving any gaps, bubbles or dust particles.
After paying the money and picking up the phone, Zhang Ke turned around and was about to leave, but behind him he heard Lao Ji still muttering, "You can't teach a child." He was about to retort, "I'm not a child, I can just make such a joke in front of my face."
"That's enough" and the like, but suddenly I heard Sister-in-law Fengxian, who was always quiet and taciturn, comforting me from the side:
"After all, Xiao Zhang is not a member of our society. It is normal to regard your words as a joke. Isn't it good for us to just do business honestly? Why drag young people into the old bloody storm?"
"Oh, what you said makes sense. I just feel that I get along too well with this kid, so I can't help but think about finding an heir..." Lao Ji sighed softly, and it could be heard that he deliberately lowered his voice.
The sound was lost, but for Zhang Ke, whose hearing has always been more sensitive than ordinary people, he still couldn't escape his own ears.
What's the situation? Are these two people in front of each other? He has obviously walked away, so the joke should be over, right?
And even if Lao Ji is not serious, why would his sister-in-law Fengxian, who has always been mature and prudent, tell lies with him? Is it possible that Lao Ji really has some mental problem? Although it does not affect his normal life and work, it still cannot tell the difference.
What is the difference between fantasy and reality?
From this point of view, Sister-in-law Fengxian should have known this, but in order to make her husband happy, she deliberately pretended to be such a thing and catered to his imaginary world.
If this is the case, then these two people are really in love - damn it, Lao Ji still hasn't told me how he brought his sister-in-law home. I must force him to tell me clearly next time he buys beer.
Just when Zhang Ke was thinking this, he saw the door of the electronics market being kicked open, and several people wearing silver uniforms with astronaut masks on their heads walked in.
They went straight through Zhang Ke's body and rushed towards Lao Ji's stall - wait, through my body?
Zhang Ke suddenly found that his body was becoming more and more transparent and ethereal, like a phantom floating in the long river of memory.
This group of people are... Zhang Ke suddenly felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes. When he came to his senses again, everyone, whether it was the electronic market or Lao Ji's film stall, had disappeared, replaced by deep darkness.
"You seem to have been forced to pop up. It's really strange. It's obviously an insignificant memory."
A familiar voice rang in his ears, and it only took Zhang Ke a quarter of a second to remember that it was Troy's voice.
As the huge hood was lifted by his hands, light returned to Zhang Ke's dark vision. Thinking of the almost funny memory just now, Zhang Ke said with some dissatisfaction:
"What the hell? Didn't you say that although you can't anchor specific memory fragments, you can at least see important memories that are more impressive? I'm still hoping to find some clues related to amnesia. Why did you play such a paragraph for me?
Nonsensical joke?"
"It's not what I played, but what you recalled on your own initiative." Troy spread his hands helplessly and said, "To be honest, I just watched the whole process and felt angry and funny. I wasted a whole can of MR-647. As a result,
Chapter completed!