[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

Yamabachi felt that in some ancient novels, the rescued person would have some unspeakable plots to the savior, and the credibility is still very high.

For example, Mr. Liu Feilong who is sitting in a wheelchair on the opposite side is probably the perfect embodiment of this plot.

Maybe it's because of returning to his own territory, Feilong looks more natural than after Honwan. Of course, the healing medicine prepared by Yaken himself is also the rare best. He usually needs to rest in bed for three months. Now he can sit up.

The boy pushing the wheelchair had a bit of stubborn expression on his face. He stared at Yamabukiri, his eyes occasionally flashing with unyielding brilliance.

Am I caught in some bloody plot again?

Yamabuchi's mood also gradually decreased. He wondered if he shouldn't go out. Why did he encounter so many things after coming out of the Honmaru once, and went directly out of the country to other cities.

"This is Tao." Feilong introduced the boy behind him, "He is a very energetic kid, but he is a little spoiled by me, I hope you don't mind."

"fine."

Actually, I care more about you ==

Yamabuchiri tries to chase away the uninvited wyvern and his little minion with his salty eyes.

However, Feilong naturally ignored his expression, and introduced Hong Kong's special snacks in a relaxed and cheerful tone. When he didn't know what to say, besides the weather, local food is also a good topic. Yamabukiri didn't want to hear it at first Yes, as a result, I became interested after listening to it.

Feilong smiled inwardly, and naturally mentioned the exchange meeting he sponsored.

"Many families that have been passed down for hundreds of years have also sent their disciples out this time. Although the older generation can't cook by themselves, there are also good seedlings in the younger generation. Are you interested in going together?"

"No!"

Candlestick Kiri walked quickly to sit next to Yamabagi Kiri, raised a fake smile and looked at Feilong: "This is the one you rescued in Japan? Does the wound still hurt? Why don't you go out when you go out?" Wear more, if you have a fever and catch a cold, there is no medicine research here to help you."

"Who is this?"

Feilong was shocked by Candlestick Cut's parental attitude.

Although Yamabukiri and him seem to be about the same age.

"I'm his big brother."

The words of Candlestick Cut are resounding.

Cang Li grabbed Hasebe's clothes, he still had a chance to shake up, and the three of them sat in a place not far away openly and began to watch the good show that was going on.

"Hm... well, this is my elder brother, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada."

After finishing speaking, Yamabachi showed a rare smile, as if he felt that he had said something rather funny.

There is no similarity from head to toe. Is this a child of a reorganized family?Standing behind the flying dragon, Tao had a big brain hole, but this family is really handsome, but no matter how handsome they are, they are not as handsome as my Lord Feilong.

Yamabagiri received another inexplicable stare from the child.

And from the time when Candlestick Kiri revealed his (forged) identity, Yamabukiri didn't have a part to speak in the whole conversation. He perfectly played the role of a silent doll, and even his eyes became empty and unfocused.

As for what Feilong said?

If you ask Yamabuchi, he doesn't know either. After all, his filtering system directly blocks people he doesn't care about.

"It can be regarded as leaving." Candlestick Kiri finally gained the upper hand in the conversation, and politely asked Feilong to leave. He couldn't help but patted Yamabagi Kiri on the head, "Why are you always wandering away?"

"what?"

Yamabuchi's reaction was a bit slow: "I feel like you two are talking happily, so I just..."

He started to conceive the content of the novel, and he hadn't finished writing the updates of the few books that were close to the deadline. The judge said that he would come to Hong Kong together even if the skylight was opened. In desperation, he could only ask the editor to delay it for a few more days.

At the same time, I would also like to thank Mikazuki, the only one who stayed in the company to take care of the overall situation, for taking the initiative to help Yamabukiri to postpone the deadline for a few days, so that he can play with the god judge in Hong Kong with peace of mind.

"Can you start working now?"

The two of them left in the first issue, but they left behind a secretary who was jointly trained by the two of them when he first joined the company. As for the reason why he was selected, it was not because of his academic qualifications, but because he was rare. A person with spiritual power among ordinary people.

It is precisely because of his spiritual power that his resistance is much higher when facing the mourning gods—especially the crescent moon who likes to use a smiley face to try to avoid work.

For example, now, when Sanriyue is trying to get away with it, the secretary can strictly follow the instructions of the two adults and persuade the other party to start working.

Failed.

Sankaiyue, who thought she could usher in the holiday in disguise, deepened her smile.

The secretary pushed down his glasses, with the same serious expression as Hasebe: "Every time you smile, the working hours of the company's employees will be extended by ten times as long as your smile, so in order to let everyone get off work on time, please start working."

Sanriyue agreed with a smile.

He thought, it's time for him to start cultivating a secretary who only listens to him, at least at this time, how important it is to have someone who can fight with the opponent.

However, there are not a few working parties who are as hardworking as Sanriyue. At least Qingguang and the others have to go to the set to report. For this work, the company has already made a deal with the director, not afraid that he will waste time and money, but afraid that he will shoot a group of monsters and ghosts.

So the director, who was already a bit obsessive-compulsive, raised his level of pickiness by several degrees in a row. Several Fu Sangshen were tortured by him until their faces became thinner, and the pictures they released made their fans feel sorry for them. They can go around... thirty times around the set.

"Is there no one-click shooting function?"

Qing Guang lay on An Ding's shoulder, crying violently: "An Ding, if this continues, you will never see the cutest California Qing Guang in the world, because he completely died on the set, and now you are in front of the world's No. Two lovely California clear lights."

"If you have time to say naughty words here, why don't you recite your lines twice more. If you retake because of your unclear pronunciation, I think Izumi Mamoru will definitely fight with you in real life."

"I'm afraid of him."

Qingguang bared his teeth and claws like a cat with fried fur, but having said that, he obediently opened his script and began to recite his lines silently.

Not only Qingguang, but even I was a little tired.

An Ning pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to relax her nerves.

During the recent filming, the director never forgot to ask the person next to him where the rich kid who helped him shoot went. The other party's aesthetic appreciation is on par with his, it's almost like a year-end friendship.

However, the other party only appeared for a short day and then disappeared again. The director also deliberately contacted TKRB several times, hoping that the other party could send this person over, and finally got the news that the other party was out to collect folk songs.

What a pity.

So the director can only put his infinite energy on shooting.

"As a fusangshen, I feel like I'm reaching my limit."

Izumi Shou, who was covered in sweat, slumped on the chair next to him, challenging himself every day, and every day was a little stronger than yesterday.

The only thing that made him feel the most broken was that he could fly in mid-air to fight for a while, but now he had to lose pressure to get into the air, like a bird whose wings were imprisoned.

It took him a long time to adapt to normal actions, and was praised by the director for his quick adaptation.

"Kane-san has worked hard."

Horikawa hurriedly handed over the water and the towel, and then hurriedly changed the towel into a paper towel: "In order to save makeup, let's use a paper towel to absorb sweat."

"Thanks for your hard work."

After drinking a bottle of water, Izumi Mamoru boldly wiped the water stains around her mouth. As soon as the makeup artist ran over, she saw that all the lipstick she had put on before had been transferred to the back of Izumi Mori's hand, which made her feel a burst of despair .

"Ah, sorry."

Izumi Mamoru looked at the red on the back of his hand with some embarrassment: "How about I paint it myself?"

He said cautiously, after all, no one can offend the make-up artist if he offends anyone, which Qing Guang had taught him earlier.

"No, please sit on the seat with Izumi Mori-san."

The make-up artist put forward his own exclusive make-up case with a good temper, and opened it like a flower petal: "It just so happens that there will be no scene with Mr. Izumi Mori, let me help you reapply makeup."

"Start by removing makeup."

Horikawa and Anding sat together, obediently watching.

"...So you guys want to come to the exchange meeting?"

After rambling on for a long time, Candlestick Chee finally talked about his own affairs: "Jing Huan said that this time everyone gets together to exchange cooking experience. The contestants have quotas to bring people in for a visit and tasting. I want to judge God, you definitely need one."

"of course."

Cang Li took the low-key and gorgeous admission ticket. This precious design method is really completely different from the random content that Candlestick Qie said.

"Feilong also mentioned this just now." Shan Muqie said when he was wandering, "But I didn't agree."

Candlestick Kirito admired Yamabuakiri's behavior very much: "The person just now is one of the sponsors of this exchange meeting, but the background is a bit complicated. It is best not to have further contact with him."

"it is good."

Yamabukiri agreed indifferently: "But I'm very interested in the local snacks he said. Does anyone want to go with me?"

"I me me!"

Cangli raised her hand again: "I will follow closely behind Yamabukiri and never let him get lost."

"I'd better go out with them."

Hasebe showed his reliability: "Let the two of them go out is really uneasy."

"However, how could this kind of thing happen to me?" Standing beside him with his hands on his hips, he raised his head high, "Brother Phase One, this is the new uniform I made by staying up all night, hurry up and change into it for me." let me see."

In the first phase, the corner of his mouth twitched and he took the clothes and entered the room inside, and sat beside Cangli in an instant, stuffing biscuits into his mouth like a starving ghost and pouring fruit juice: "I almost died in it. "

"Then let's go together." Zhu Keqie happily made a decision, "Jing Huan's invitation letter is almost useless, I can take it and give it to you, and I will challenge others on the day of the exchange meeting , and the finished products made by then can be kept for us to share.”

"Super, super great."

Cang Li has turned into a cute star-eyed: "By the way, to be honest, there are still some mysterious forces here in Hong Kong. You should be careful when you go out. If you are taken away by someone, don't panic. They will surely save you.”

"Don't just set up a flag for us." Luan put his head on Cangli's shoulder, "Think about the good, in case we can abduct a few good seedlings of the gods to go back, now the manpower is getting more and more scarce , it’s not enough at all.”

"There will be."

Cangli touched his confused head and said.