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

Seeing Yushiro stunned, Nakahara Chuya turned to Zhuzi and said, "Mr. Mori Ogai has spent so long cultivating you, and you didn't come here to be arrogant."

Hearing Mori Ogai's name, Zhuzi's body trembled unconsciously due to fear, and the black air on her fingertips disappeared in an instant.

"That's right, let them be arrogant for a while," Zhong Yuan snorted and lowered the brim of his hat, "I still have something to do, and you will know when I can use you later."

Then he whispered something in Zhuzhu's ear and walked away.

Not far from the west side of the venue, Nanami Kento and Dazai Osamu were trying to tell a joke.

"Actually, I think the most painful way to commit suicide is to commit suicide by swallowing slugs. Think about the greasy taste, sliding down your tongue, and then sticking deep in your throat, like a moving little devil... "

"Hey, who would think of committing suicide with a slug?" Kento Nanami interrupted Osamu Dazai's detailed description, "If you want to commit suicide, of course you should do it in a straightforward way!"

"Hey, don't you think the process of suicide is more wonderful than the result?" Osamu Dazai was completely immersed in his own world, "That kind of illusory happiness, the pain of cutting the skin with a sharp blade, how gorgeous..."

"If you're so free, why don't you find a job?"

Osamu Dazai looked innocent: "But I'm rich, so I'm in trouble."

"So, talking about suicide for someone like you who has never experienced the sufferings of the world is nothing more than blasphemy of despair," Jianren Qihai shook his head, "You have never experienced the debilitating details of life, and the wrinkles are long and When I came out, the strawberry ice cream I always liked suddenly felt very sweet one day, but the leader sent an urgent document before I got off work on Friday..."

Osamu Dazai was thoughtful: "Well, if you say that, the romance of suicide is completely wiped out."

"Living is not romantic at all, isn't death more romantic?" Jianren Qihai looked at his watch, "Every minute of life is full of realistic calculations. For example, the judges who should have come 1 minutes ago have not yet come. It may affect our scoring; for example, thinking about work after work every day should be recorded in performance, but the leader does not; for example, have you ever thought that you can quantify the beauty of each suicide with scores, and pull out a picture sheet……"

"Hey, hey, don't take away the last bit of fun from me, okay?" Osamu Dazai also sighed, "Why can't you be like a little slug, with a petite body, youthful face, not much drinking, and bad wine? , the whole body is dark, it is hard to find with the lights off..."

"Hey, let me tell you, Mancai should make people happy, right?" Zhongyuan Zhong, who had been cue countless times, couldn't bear to get out of the crowd, "What the hell are you two idiots talking about?"

Osamu Dazai had an expression of "you finally came out", deliberately provocative: "This hater, please calm down, please listen to our group name first."

Qihai Jianren cleared his throat cooperatively, and the two shouted together: "That's it!"

"Are you kidding?" Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered, "How can there be such a messy name for a group!"

"Different from the senior group 'Master of All Eternals', which aims to spread truth, goodness and beauty, our group 'Let's Just Do It' aims to provide the audience with a new generational voice of 'The world is so bad, let's just make do with it'," Osamu Dazai lightly spread his palms, signaling Chuya Nakahara to look at the audience, "These fans are all moved by our philosophy."

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head in disbelief, and sure enough, he saw four or five spectators nodding with tears in their eyes.

"Poison Chicken Soup Mancai..." Zhong Yuanzhong also looked up and down the abnormal people around him, "These people look like people on the fringes of society..."

"Don't talk nonsense," Osamu Dazai walked off the small stage and held the hands of the audience around him one by one, "We, who are not the marginalized people in society, right, Nana Ming."

Nanaming was meticulous: "This line is not in the script, it is a different price."

Osamu Dazai let out an "oh", slandered his partner's boredom, turned around and reveled in the happy interaction with the audience.

"Come on, let us live together in despair..."

Seeing the hand extended by Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuya gritted his teeth, left a sentence "soon you, a suicidal maniac, will face real despair", and left straight away.

Nakahara Chuya's face was livid, and after performing so many missions, only this time Mr. Mori Ogai asked himself to go through the latent missions in front of each booth, and he felt so difficult...

These crazy guys are even more crazy when it comes to manga, hey!

Nakahara Chuya shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the memory just now, thinking, if Mr. Mori Ogai had not had a big plan, he would have...

"Well, what a nimble and soft little slug~" Looking at his running figure, Dazai Osamu showed an indescribable smile, "You don't even hit me, what are you planning?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped and walked all the way, and walked to the southwest corner of the stage, and saw another magical combination——

A group that doesn't talk to people and a group that doesn't talk to people are performing with difficulty.

"In fact, everyone has a dream, Mr. Goujuan, what is your dream?"

"tuna."

"Oh, can you be satisfied with being with your partner every day?"

"Spicy cabbage. Eel."

"Yes, my dream is to be with everyone. Everyone is happy and complete."

"Kelp. Meat floss."

"Well, don't be sad about what you missed, just hope that everything goes well in the future."

"It's amazing, it's amazing," a person with eyes at the bottom of a wine bottle was writing in his notebook quickly, "I really didn't expect that this comic contestant would create a brand new language system .”

Zhongyuan Zhong also has black lines all over his face, it's just that this group of people are weird, are the current audiences also so abnormal?

"If...if everyone can speak in onigiri, at least 97% of the world's languages ​​can be simplified," the man's eyes lit up, looking at the dog, "Modama! What an amazing academic Achievement, can you tell me how to use it!"

"Dried bonito."

"Don't refuse, everyone will make fun of you. You can only talk about rice ball fillings, and you can't say goodbye." Yi Guyoutai took advantage of his height and stroked the dog's curly hair, "It's really too cute .”

"Wooden fish flower."

"Forget it," Yi Gu Youtai shrugged to the audience of scholars, "I'm sorry, he really can't talk, after all, I have grown up with him for so many years to understand, otherwise you will make an appointment alone later. Let him have time, use writing to communicate and so on, but you really have to be careful, this person has a bad personality and doesn't care about others, maybe he will get better after getting acquainted..."

"I can understand that growing up with such a person must be very hard." The scholar closed his notebook with a regretful look on his face. "It is said that such a child comes from the stars and does not want to communicate with others, but they are all geniuses." ..."

"What? He came from the stars..." It took a long time for Yi Guyou to react, "Ah, no, he really isn't autistic, just a little..."

"It's a little unusual, isn't it?" The scholar waved his hand, "It's okay, I understand, I understand, we don't mention this in front of the children, alas, it's a pity that you can't speak normally for a young man who looks very energetic. Thanks to you take care of him..."

"Uh, this..." Yi Guyou couldn't explain it too much, so he just got into the scene and patted the stupid hair on the top of Goujuan's head, "It's nothing, and I didn't take good care of it, Ji, you said we made an agreement since we were young." It’s good to grow up together, why did you stop secretly when you were halfway through?”

With every pat of Yi Gu Youta, Gou Juji's face darkened a little.

In the end, Gou Juan pulled off the high collar of the school uniform, and said coldly, "Give it back to me."

Yi Guyoutai was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Gou Juan to choose to speak at this time, "Ji, what did you say? What do you want?"

"Give me back," the dog Curly Thorn repeated indifferently, "Give me back my height."

Scholars in the audience: "..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the two people who were getting anxious in the scene, and was afraid that Gou Juanji would say something like giving him back his height, which would affect his tallness, so he hurried into the audience.

His task is almost completed, and the next step is to find Mr. Mori Ogai and return his order.

Walking to the north side of the venue, Chuya Nakahara looked up and saw Mr. Ogai Mori in a suit and leather shoes, standing out from the crowd of casually dressed audience.

And it was Edogawa Ranpo and Fukuzawa Yukichi who performed in front of him.

Compared with the weirdness of the two pairs just now, the performance of the pair in front of them can be said to be quiet and good.

Even though he was stared at by his old rival Mori Ogai, Fukuzawa Yukichi did not show the slightest fluctuation in his expression, and looked at Edogawa Ranpo with a normal face: "Why, is there anything unhappy recently?"

"Leader, I always feel sore and backache when I work recently, which is very distressing."

"Well, let's take a good vacation. It's been hard for you recently."

"Okay."

"It's still short of money."

"Let's raise wages."

"I want people who like me to join our company."

"Well, I'll struggle a little bit, but okay."

"Thank you, President, you are really my most respected adult."

The audience in the audience looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi's majestic face, which has automatically brought him into the identity of the boss, and whispered at this moment:

"I rely on my boss to be so nice that I can work for another 100 years."

"Is it right to say that, what is it that I, a social animal, feel inexplicably cured in the manga performance?"

"Excuse me, where can I find this kind and powerful boss..."

"I said Yukichi, is it because you always mess up the detective agency?" Mori Ogai finally couldn't help teasing, "Do you remember what the teacher said?"

"Oh?" Fukuzawa Yukichi was not annoyed, "How did you say it?"

"Heh, did you take the test for me?" Mori Ogai shook his head, turned and left, "You will soon know how ridiculous your idea is."

"Congratulations."

When Mori Ogai passed by Chuya in the Central Plains, he said softly to him: "I've already done it here, let them start."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't talk too much nonsense, nodded, thinking that it could finally end all this, so he walked quickly to Yushiro and Zhuzi's booth.

"It's time to start," Zhong Yuan Zhong also said softly to Zhu Zi, "It's up to you next."

After all, he stuffed the extra cards back into his pocket. This was the task assigned to him by Mr. Mori Ogai. While attracting the attention of the Armed Detective Agency and the Curse High staff, he put these cards on as many viewers as possible.

Although she hadn't communicated with Zhuzi beforehand, the communication within the organization over the years allowed her to fully understand Mr. Mori Ogai's plan.

Not far away, after Lin Ye and Gojo Satoru finished singing, the audience was applauding happily, and the atmosphere reached an unprecedented climax.

Zhuzhu gave them a vicious look.

"I'll leave it to you, Yushiro," Zhu Zi stuffed a card into Yushiro's hand, "For me, activate the blood ghost technique."

Then, she bit her own wrist, and blood gushed out.