Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

That’s right, a bamboo stick can directly separate the two mouths.

Even if the bamboo skewer is lying flat, it is still pierced through firmly, and the upper and lower parts are slightly stretched out to allow the tip to protrude a little.

At first glance, it’s just the word “串”.

Although, the shape of “丨” is ○, and is even slightly larger than the two mouths.

But it can barely be said to be the word "串".

Although she understood it, Haibara Ai was unwilling to give in.

With a wave of her right hand, a crayon floated in from outside the door and landed in her hand.

Ichinosuke lost his composure when he saw the magic crayon.

No longer able to maintain the smug mentality of a winner, and no longer caring about making sarcastic remarks, he looked anxiously at the magical crayon in Haibara Ai's hand that turned into a fan.

Ichinosuke said anxiously:

"Hey, hey, hey, Xiao Ai, what are you doing? Don't be impulsive."

Although he didn't know what Haibara Ai was going to draw with the crayons, the chilly feeling on his back still made Ichinosuke keenly aware that something bad was going to happen to him.

"Humph!"

With her nose wrinkled in triumph, Haibara Ai walked towards Ichinosuke with a cold cat-like step.

She raised her calf and gently kicked Ichinosuke's knee with her white jade foot, while she instructed:

"Lie down!"

"it is good!"

Seeing that Haibara Ai was serious, Ichinosuke immediately cooperated and lay down obediently.

Seeing that Ichinosuke was so honest, obedient and cooperative at this moment, Haibara Ai was not only not relieved, but was furious.

He's so well behaved now, so who was taking advantage of him just now?

Watching the shameless look on Ichinosuke's face disappear, Haibara Ai remembered all the suffering she had just endured.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He raised his feet and stepped on Ichinosuke's thick pectoral muscles, stomping on them hard a few times.

Then, he moved his fingertips, feeling unsatisfied, and stepped on the butt of the lady's cigarette, pinching it and twisting it hard several times.

Originally, Ichinosuke was still enjoying the foot massage, but when he saw that Haibara Ai was getting more and more excessive, he couldn't help it anymore.

He looked at Huiyuan Ai's nimble and active jade feet with a frown on his face, and complained in a sad voice:

"Hey, hey, it's too much."

"Even if it's a lady's cigarette butt, you can't trample it like that. Look, it's all squashed."

When hearing the joke about the lady's cigarette butt, Huibara Ai couldn't help but roll her eyes.

One time, Ichinosuke saw something on his phone, then approached her mysteriously and asked her if she knew why there was such a big difference in the design of the butts of men's and women's cigarettes.

One is the size of a peanut in diameter, while the other is only the size of a soybean.

At that time, she didn't think much about it, but carefully analyzed a series of objective factors including consumers, producers, costs, and packaging.

As a result, after analyzing the situation carefully for a long time, Ichinosuke kept shaking his head and trying not to laugh.

Finally, she couldn't control her temper anymore and quit the job.

Then, Ichinosuke came back to her in a mean way and said the correct answer.

Men's cigarette butts are designed based on the diameter of a woman's body part, and are the size that best suits men's oral habits and taste.

On the contrary, women's cigarettes are designed according to men's sizes, and are the size that best suits women's oral habits and taste.

Upon hearing this answer, Huibara Ai was stunned on the spot.

She suddenly felt that she had been so stupid before, analyzing every aspect from appearance to packaging, from sales to health.

The result was such a ridiculous answer.

At that time, she was so embarrassed that she smoked half a pack of ladies' cigarettes.

Ichinosuke was so distressed that his heart almost bled.

It had been so long since this embarrassing incident happened that she had almost forgotten about it.

As a result, when Ichinosuke brought it up again, she recalled her own foolish and logical analysis.

Suddenly, Haibara Ai felt even more depressed and withdrawn.

Immediately, the embarrassed Asanosuke scolded:

"Shut up, I don't mind. Why are you so anxious? It's not you who's smoking anyway."

After these words were spoken, Ichinosuke tried to speak several times, but found that he was speechless and had nothing to say.

"Yeah, I don't smoke ladies' cigarettes, why should I bother about it?"

It's none of your business, just hang it up high.

No way, Haibara Ai is trampling on her own dignity.

However, the cool touch on my chest, and the pinching and releasing of my nerve centers by small, round fingers, seemed quite comfortable.

What should I do? I just want to lie down and not resist.

Seeing Ichinosuke being humiliated, Haibara Ai snorted triumphantly, as if she was addicted to the game, her actions became more and more bold and excessive.

Until Ichinosuke couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed her moving little feet.

"Hey, don't twist it and lift it up, that's too much."

"Hum group!"

After being caught by Ichinosuke's feet, Haibara Ai decided to stop while she was ahead.

Instead of continuing to play tricks, he picked up a crayon, drew a vertical line in the middle of the word "串", and started writing and drawing.

Chapter 223 Magic Crayon, Two-Headed Snake

Magic crayons, also known as identical crayons.

But it doesn't mean that the painting drawn with it will be exactly the same as the real object. On the contrary, the real object will become the appearance of the one drawn with crayons.

This is a cause and effect prop. The effect comes first, and then the cause is changed.

When Ichinosuke just got the crayons, it was because he lost the bet.

So he was forced to let Haibara Ai use it to create his own weapon. Although when he tried the mace, he couldn't withstand it and ran away screaming as if he had been electrocuted.

But later, Ichinosuke was changed by her and molded into her own shape.

Not only did she fine-tune the angle, but she also slightly modified the shape and appearance to make it completely in line with her personal habits.

In short, it is no longer in its original shape.

The appearance has been changed into a mess.

At this moment, Huihara Ai took out the crayons again and once again set her eyes on her family heirloom.

Ichinosuke suddenly felt that something was very wrong and that he was going to be in trouble again.

Before, when she only used it herself, she would make strange shapes of animals, plants, swords, spears, alien creatures, and even fantasy products.

At this moment, Junjun is seeking revenge on his clone, but Ichinosuke has no idea what kind of weird things Haibara Ai will come up with.

Changing the appearance, or adjusting the length, or adding some spikes to the head, etc., these minor modifications were barely acceptable to Ichinosuke.

The fear is that Haibara Ai will get carried away and come up with some electric equipment, such as a machine gun, an electric drill, an angle grinder, etc., which would be life-threatening.

Doraemon's props don't care whether you have wires or not, they will move when they should move and drill when they should drill.

By then, God knows what will happen.

Either you turn yourself into a machine, or you are turned into a semi-cyborg.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened and uneasy Ichinosuke felt.

In a panic, he shouted to Huiyuan:

"Hey, hey, hey, Ai, calm down, don't be impulsive, we can talk about it, let's take it slow."

The discussion proposed by Ichinosuke was ignored throughout.

Haibara Ai held the super power training box in one hand and a crayon in the other, and splashed ink on the paper floating in front of her.

As the struggle was hopeless, Ichinosuke did not dare to be careless. He quickly opened his X-ray eyes to see what Haibara Ai was drawing on the paper.

Fortunately, Haibara Ai did not create those messy mechanical devices, nor did she draw any monsters.

Generally speaking, it can be seen that it is a U shape.

This time, Ichinosuke reluctantly put his heart back in his stomach and stopped resisting.

(aeej)

Without Ichinosuke's interruption, Haibara Ai was able to draw more easily.

Soon, a slingshot-like pattern appeared on the drawing.

"tuning fork?"

At a glance, Ichinosuke knew what Haibara Ai was drawing.

It turned out to be a prop often used for audio vibration experiments in physics experiment classes.

The overall shape is "Y", similar to a slingshot, and it is a special device consisting of a fork handle and two long fork arms.

However, there seems to be something wrong with this device.

"hiss!"

Seeing the appearance of the tuning fork clearly, Ichinosuke couldn't help but gasp.

Just like the left clone before, he looked at Huiyuan Ai with eyes as if he was looking at a devil, and exclaimed:

"Xiao Ai, you are too cruel. The fork arm is so thick, it is almost equivalent to a 100 ml measuring cylinder."

The size is not the most frightening thing. What scares Ichinosuke the most is that there are two horns about four or five centimeters long on the top of the tuning fork.