After my partner 5t5 talked about cross talk, I became popular

In the small dark room, the lights were flickering, and between light and dark, four tall figures suddenly appeared in front of the tied man. The man was terrified, but the rag stuffed in his mouth made him unable to utter a word. come out.

"Ahem—are you really not saying anything?" The leading man asked frivolously.

Naoto Kunikida's legs trembled, thinking...

Obviously I'm the villain, huh!

Kunikida pulled the chair over, rubbed against the ground and made a sharp noise, facing his brother whom he hadn't seen for many years, he didn't know how to speak for a while, so he glanced lightly at Osamu Dazai, and the other party already understood his thoughts.

Osamu Dazai sat down naturally, crossing his legs: "Mr. Kunikida Naoto, in five years, he has jumped from an unknown bank employee to a front-line broker. If there is no extra help, no one will believe it, right?"

Naoto Kunikida bit his lip and refused to say a word.

Osamu Dazai winked at Hayano, and he realized that this was his cue, so he threw the pink beauty in Kunikida Naoto's face.

Everyone held their breath, but Naoto Kunikida just sniffled—maybe it was a little itchy—and had no other reaction at all.

Gojo Satoru came out from the shadows, sat straddling the corner of the table, and asked in a condescending voice: "It seems that you really don't have any magic power at all. But you can manipulate special curses, um... "

Then he took off Naoto Kunikida's glasses, looked at it, and if it really wasn't the special magic item they had guessed before, then there was only one possibility.

"It seems that you are the curse, Huiwu, aren't you?"

I don't know if it was stimulated by Gojo Satoru's contemptuous tone, or the stress reaction of hearing the word Huiwu, Kunikida Naoto's eyes showed a trace of panic at first, then turned into escape, but soon turned into Uncommon anger.

He swung his head left and right, spat out the rag in his mouth, and squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Don't confuse me with that thing."

Years of living in the comedy industry with his hands covering the sky made him still have a hint of arrogance even in the face of this situation. He panted violently and exercised the power in his body, but his expectations were quickly dashed.

Gojo Satoru shrugged: "You don't think we're stupid enough to let you call Huiwu out, do you?"

Naoto lowered his head and continued to respond in silence.

"Oh," Kunikida Doppo took out a stack of photos from his arms with an extremely reluctant expression, and put them in front of his brother, "Look, this is your wife, this is your daughter, they are still waiting for your return Home."

Osamu Dazai's eyes froze, and he continued: "But if they know that you are a curse, what will happen?"

Naoto raised his head, his eyes revealing disbelief.

Lin Ye reached out to help Zhiren take off the pink beauty on his face, and wiped off his sweat by the way: "We can settle your business slowly, but you have to tell us Huiwu's 'brother', Huiru, what is it?" The reason is that Chiba Theater is going to open a Daqing store, so no more people can be victimized, you know?"

"Otherwise, I will forcibly exorcise Huiwu from your body," Gojo Satoru added viciously, "Believe me, it will be a hundred times more painful than giving birth to your child."

If Naoto Kunikida had kept his senses, he would have realized that the four people in front of him were nothing more than the classic combination of red faces, white faces, and white faces in clichéd gangster movies, but he had given up resisting after hearing about his family members.

"Huiru... the curse of playing house with me is not a thing at all," Naoto sighed, "Huiwu must rely on human beings to survive, but Huiru...an angel looks, a devil heart, even the gang of Mafia at the port You can't completely control it. If you see it, the best decision is to run, that guy, he should have matured."

"Control curse?" Osamu Dazai was a little surprised, "What are those boys doing now?"

Lin Ye felt that the point was not here: "Is it the curse that Mafia gave you? Are they controlling the curse?"

Naoto shook his head with difficulty, and after a long pause, it seemed that he really mustered up his courage: "We are all pawns, and I, Port, and Er Chu are just that person's pawns."

"Oh? Who is that person?"

"Soon, soon you will meet him again," Zhiren's eyes blurred, "soon, we will all become his children."

Lin Ye is the most annoyed at pretending to be a ghost: "I don't want to have a father so soon."

Gojo Satoru glanced at Lin Ye, seeming to have deep meaning.

For the next half hour, Naoto was like a puppet with a broken clockwork. No matter how intimidating and intimidating the four of them were, they would not reveal any more information.The four of them could only walk out of the small black room with tired faces.

Gojo Satoru stretched his waist: "It seems that good people do too much, and it's really tiring to pretend to be a bad person once in a while. Next time Lin Ye will come to play a bad face, otherwise you will have no deterrence at all if you look like this all day long. No wonder Mr. 250 turned you into a little girl."

Hayashi touched the pink beauty, and didn't accept Gojo Satoru's words at all, and turned to the only normal adult: "If Huiru is really as mature as Naoto said, is the 'Perfect Beauty Plan' formulated by Mr. Dazai really reliable?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Osamu Dazai, who was gesturing to see which one was harder, his head or the vase, and added: "Also, can Mr. Kunikida Doppo really not come to be our manager? I always feel that Mr. Dazai is not very good." It's reassuring."

Kunikida Doppo smiled slightly, and gently rubbed Hayano's broken hair: "That fellow Dazai Osamu is best at taking surprises. Maybe it will have a miraculous effect. After all, this time is all about the Armed Detective Agency."

Osamu Dazai ran over at the right time and stopped Hayano and Gojo Satoru by the necks: "Okay! I like top2 artists the most, go change your clothes, and go to the performance soon!"

Today is already the third day of the Chiba Theater, and the four of them made up their minds to give up Kunikida Doppo's pre-knowledgeable questioning method and go straight to the point, but they still haven't been able to know themselves and the enemy.

The performances at the Chiba Theater in the past two days can be described as hotter and hotter every day. Although the Chiba Theater is not open for live TV broadcasts, most of the audience who went there took videos and shared them through their mobile phones. Various clips have become a recent social media. the most discussed topic.

And the singing and dancing night on the third day was even more grand than ever. Even though there were still three hours before leaving the venue, fans and passers-by had already gathered around the entrance of the theater, blocking the surrounding roads.

Especially the addition of Fujiwara Reya, the heavy hitter, brought the attention to the peak tonight.Fujiwara Ling also created the miracle of album sales exceeding 20 million, and what is even more amazing is that she quietly quit at the peak, without explanation, leaving only legendary records, which have not been broken until today, [-] years later. .

However, the excitement is theirs, and the combination of the masters of all ages has nothing.

They set up their own social media accounts at the suggestion of their manager Dazai Osamu, and even put handsome photos of the two of them as their profile pictures. I am a fan of Mr. Fujiwara" and other gossip, and even put ten nine-square art photos for selfies, which can be described as an extremely hard-working business.

However, Lin Ye was at the entrance of the theater, anxiously swiping his phone to check the data again.

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Subtracting their own share, passers-by equals approximately zero.

Lin Ye: "Is this what it feels like to be a low-ranking person at the bottom of the entertainment circle's disdain chain?"

Gojo Satoru helped Lin Ye button up his down jacket: "Don't cry, a genius is always alone."

However, even though they rushed into the arena wearing down jackets in the summer, they did not cause a wave of passers-by, but only attracted the attention of fellow comedians backstage.

Still not a positive reaction.

Four or five groups of comic artists stopped practicing and surrounded them.

"Hey," a tall and thick man in a pink T-shirt came over and looked them up and down, "You are the manga group that just debuted, right? I heard that Mr. Kunikida went to see your performance that day?"

"Hey, I thought it was some kind of person. How can someone who makes fun of himself with cheap means like clothes and blindfolds be spotted by the first manager?"

"That child is so young, he must have been unable to read to get to where he is today."

All of them sighed and teased, all of them looked like the visitor was not kind.

This is an unspoken rule in the industry, bullying newcomers, but they were all single seedlings in the Daxiang Theater before, and they had never met their seniors.

Lin Ye wanted to pretend to be cute and listen, after all, their goal today is not just to put on a show.

He touched the secret weapon in his arms, and said to himself, "We can't make troubles, we're men with big plans, so what's the point of arguing with ordinary humans?"

But when it's time to go out of the way, his partner never disappoints.

Gojo Satoru lightly tidied his hair, and stepped on the coffee table: "My friends, I'm not targeting anyone, but if we really want to fight."

"Everyone here is rubbish."