[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

Chapter 284 Small daily life of the living group

Sitting up in shock from the dying illness... Bah, bah, bah, Qingguang looked at the light brain that suddenly vibrated on his wrist, and looked at the dialog box marked with a small red dot with some confusion.

I hope it's not the work news from Sanriyue/One Phase Yizheng/Hasebe.

After repeating this three times in his heart, Kiyomitsu finally clicked on the dialog box, and there was only a message from Jiro just sent that Aite had killed everyone.

[When did the God Judge first appear in adult form? Does anyone know? 】

"Adult form..." Qingguang tapped twice on the screen. It seems that he and An Ding should be the first Fusangshin Erji who saw such a god-judging person in this pill, but Jiro's question makes people think It was a little subtle, after thinking for a while, Qing Guang typed the message "Has the God Judge returned?"

"You're being lazy again." An Ding turned around and saw Qing Guang fishing and paddling, and sighed, "You must have a correct attitude when you work, and you forgot what you promised me before, right?"

"Of course not." Qingguang hurriedly put the screen in front of An Ding for him to see, showing that he was definitely not being lazy, "It's usually used to notify the news of the work group, although this time it's not just to notify the work."

An Ding saw the problem on the screen, and thoughtfully helped Qing Guang turn off the screen.

"No matter what's going on over there, do what's in hand first."

"Got it." Qingguang sticks out his tongue. Anyway, they will go back after work today, and it's not too late for an hour or two. The two swordsmen should jump out when the atmosphere is the most lively.

I hope the people below don't faint.Qing Guang prayed, if he missed such a wonderful performance by them, he would never come back to watch the concert disc afterward.

"Anding, I want to take a break after this event."

Qing Guang checked the nail polish on his fingertips again, and sighed in satisfaction after seeing that the bright red on the nails was not damaged at all: "After staying in this world for so long, I feel the need to go back and settle down."

Stretching out his hand to check the temperature of his companion's forehead, An Ding said in surprise, "I don't have a fever. It's not like Qingguang you can say such philosophical words."

"Hey!" Qing Guang knocked off An Ding's hand, and stared at him with a bit of dissatisfaction, "I'm really going to get angry if I joke like this again, even if I'm not as smart as you, my IQ is always online."

"It seems that you really want to rest." An Ding looked at the brightly lit stage outside, and was silent for two seconds, "Can you abandon them?"

Those who are crazy because of you, who like you obsessively.

"I'm just an ordinary fusangshen."

As if answering An Ding's question, and as if warning himself, Qingguang looked up again and found that An Ding was already walking forward, the elevator was ready, and they were about to appear in the center of the stage when the chorus of the song sounded.

"Wait for me." Putting his entangled problems behind him, Qingguang quickly caught up with An Ding. As he walked, he nodded his thanks to the passing staff, and then squatted in the elevator with An Ding.

The two people gave thumbs up to the employees waiting for instructions at the same time, and the elevator began to move upward slowly.

Like the previous rehearsal, Izumi Mamoru and Horikawa moved to both sides at the same time, leaving the Okita group empty.

The underground audience seemed to know what was coming, the screaming was louder than before, and the music was gradually lowered to match the moment.

Accompanied by Horikawa's clear high-pitched ending, Qingguang and Anding jumped up in a pretty posture, and then landed steadily in the center of the stage. The two showed smiling faces at the same frequency. The close-up on the big screen can even make Qingguang's face The little blush on it can be seen clearly.

Hijikata's Otowaki Hasa glanced at each other, and walked into the backstage from both sides of the stage stepping on the rhythm.

"Ken-san, the popularity of the two of them is still as terrible as ever." Horikawa took the water bottle and quickly replenished the water that evaporated during singing and dancing before. The two of them surrounded by various lights are like giants Basking in the sun at night, Izumi Mori felt that he would be tanned every time the concert ended.

"Don't worry, Kunihiro, we will definitely become idols that shine brighter than them in the future." Izumi Mori showed a confident smile, and his shining posture attracted the attention of passing staff.

People feel happy when they see something pleasing to the eye, and with these newly debuted idols, even though the work is still the same hard work, the whole person feels different. Seeing their smiles and hearing their thanks Words feel full of energy from top to bottom.

"Kane-sang, we have to prepare."

Horikawa listened to the music on the stage above his head, silently recalled the time and place of their appearance, and then pulled Izumi Mamoru who didn't know where to go, and walked towards the designated direction.

"Ken-san, there are clearly signs here, why do you still go in the wrong direction?" Horikawa was a little helpless, in order to prevent them from making mistakes—mainly to prevent Izumi Mamoru—the staff thoughtfully posted a sign at the corner There are many signs with arrows, for fear that someone will go wrong.

The result is still the same as before, if there is no help from his little assistant to guide the way, Izumi Mori Kanesada will get lost in this underground maze again.

"It's because of you." Izumi wiped away the sweat from his head with paper, and asked the makeup artist sister next to him to apply a thin layer of powder on him again. Shou doesn't want to be called a bad boy because of his complexion.

"Mr. Izumi Mori did a great job."

The makeup artist is also Izumi Mamoru's little fan girl. After applying the powder, she took out a small box of blush and brushed it quickly twice. There were the same people around Horikawa doing the same action. The two who will appear on the stage again Everyone is counting down.

"Three, two, one... GO!"

The Shinsengumi is still short of leader Somi Kotoru, and he will not be present today, because Hachisuka rarely asks him to do something, so he has to treat it seriously.

"...So I'm just acting as your bodyguard?"

Nagsoya squeezed out these words through his teeth, and the extremely low voice only reached the ears of Hachisuka, who was sitting on the chair in front of him and was currently sipping a teacup.

"You talk too much."

Scratching the lid of the cup twice, Hachisuka took another sip of tea, he narrowed his eyes with some enjoyment, and was fascinated by the strange tea aroma.

If I had known it would become like this, I would have rejected him.

Chang Zengmi regretted it at the beginning, and when he heard that it was a small favor, he obliged him to agree, and Hachisuka also sent him new clothes to wear that day, which made Chang Zengmi a little moved.

...Give me back my emotion!

Wearing a black suit and black tie, and paired with a pair of sunglasses that are so cool that he has no friends, Naga Somi straightened his back and put his hands behind his waist. Even though he was dissatisfied, he played the role of a qualified bodyguard honestly.

It's really stupid to wear sunglasses indoors, but the bodyguard on the opposite side is also equipped with the same configuration. Chang Zengmi is a little embarrassed to take them off and hang them on his chest.

So he was enjoying the dim indoor environment now, watching Hachisuka pick up the glove on the small table next to him, put it on, and picked up another cultural relic that was presented.

The incomprehensible words spit out from Hachisuka's mouth, Nagsomi was in a daze, and only understood the last sentence "It's a fake", and as soon as this assertion came out, one of the guests present immediately had a bad face up.

"A mere fake..."

Hachisuka was clearly sitting, but he exuded an air of superiority: "Next one."

That's right, this is a small appraisal meeting that only internal members can participate in, and Hachisuka is the special guest of this appraisal meeting. This is also the first time he has appeared in front of everyone, and he has been making judgments through the Internet before.

Even if he didn't touch the real thing, Hachisuka could make a 100% correct judgment, because he hadn't made any mistakes in the last appraisal before the first appraisal came, so he was qualified to attend.

All sorts of unnamed collections by Naga Somi were placed in front of Hachisuka one by one on a tray, but he was the only one among all the people present who was such a grandpa, only looking at one piece at a time, after finishing it In the future, I will have to drink tea and eat snacks slowly, and only when I am satisfied will I put on my gloves and start working.

However, Nagasomi suspects that Hachisuka wanted to punish him for dressing up as a bodyguard. With the fighting power of ordinary humans here, this golden swordsman can overwhelm the entire audience by himself and win the best prize. .

"Let's stop here today." Hachisuka put the teacup on the small table, and unilaterally announced the end of today's appraisal meeting. He didn't care about other people's reactions, and snapped his fingers to let the bodyguard behind him put his Pass up the coat.

Chang Zeng Mi was a little slow, but fortunately, Fu Sangshen's reaction was different from that of ordinary people. In the eyes of others, this caring bodyguard moved the next moment after the master gave the command. quite reliable.

The taciturn bodyguard in black did his duty and did not take off his sunglasses until he returned to Honmaru, smashing them into pieces.

"This pair of sunglasses is very expensive." Hachisuka looked at the sunglasses with only skeletons left, feeling a little regretful.

In the next second, even the skeleton was pinched into a ball by Chang Zengmi.

"Thank you for your hard work today." After hesitating for a while, Hachisuka said again, "Thank you...and, I'm sorry..."

The last sentence of sorry was so soft that it was barely audible.

But Fu Sangshen still accurately grasped these few simple syllables.

Chang Zengmi instantly felt comfortable all over, and the feeling that made him uncomfortable throughout the appraisal meeting finally disappeared.

"Forget it, I promised to help you, and I agreed without asking." With a wave of his hand, he put the matter behind his head and didn't care about it. Nagasomi patted Hachisuka's shoulder vigorously, " But if you want to help the same thing next time, remember to make it clear in advance, otherwise there will be no next time."

"understood."

Hachisuka looked disgusted and slapped Nagsoya's hand off: "Next time I will ask Urashima to go with me, if he hadn't been busy these two days, I wouldn't have invited you... Wait, you Don't pull my hair."

The long ponytail was pulled violently, and Chang Zeng Mi laughed twice before running away quickly.

Hachisuka felt that his hairstyle had lost its shape, and was so angry that he almost spit fire: "A fake is a fake, it's just too rude."

If it weren't for the appearance of being big and thick, which is very suitable for the image of a bodyguard, do you think I would ask you!

Damn, hate, hate.

"Second brother, why are you standing at the door and stomping your feet alone?" Urashima saw a rather strange scene the moment he came back. His second brother, who always pays attention to image, stood in the yard with disheveled hair and crazily stomped his feet while thinking. , "Why don't you go in and comb your hair first?"

If someone else sees it, the second brother will definitely be furious.

"Urashima, next time I ask you to help, no matter what you are doing or something important, you must make time to come, do you hear me?"

"Eh?" Urashima was at a loss, "Second brother, is your business important? If so, please tell me in advance, otherwise you can't ask for leave if there is something urgent."

"never mind."

Bee Xu entered the room angrily.