"Uncle, I really want a Diga Ultraman!" the little boy blurted out, then added a bit shyly, afraid that his request might be too much, "Is that... okay?"
"Oh, Diga Ultraman!"
Although Huang Jun had a somewhat vague image of Diga in his mind, it didn't stump him.
Exactly!
When in doubt, ask Baidu!
He took out his phone and did a quick search.
He instantly found plenty of pictures of Diga Ultraman.
After picking one, he began to meticulously outline on the cake base with cream.
The little boy and his mom watched him paint, full of anticipation and tension...
Time quietly slipped by, and after about ten minutes, Huang Jun finally put down his tools, turned around with satisfaction, and showcased his work to the mother and son, who had been watching in awe: "Little friend, take a look at this, do you like it?"
The little boy's eyes sparkled with excitement: "Wow, it's Diga! No, not one, but three! And each Diga is in a different form! Uncle, you're amazing!"
