I'm afraid it's not a fake hero

After lunch, Jie Luo began to take a lunch break in the lounge assigned by the studio.In the afternoon, she took the two auxiliary heroes assigned to her and started patrolling outside.

Logically speaking, a rookie like her shouldn't have such great power, and even equipped with two auxiliary heroes, but she couldn't stand the huge popularity as soon as she made her debut, not to mention the backstage.

Once a person has strength, his ambition will also grow.What followed was a series of hazards and emergencies brought to society.

This afternoon, Jie Luo dealt with three thieves and one robber, and after they were tied up, they were handed over to the police to escort them away.

On the first day of work, the completion of the work is simply perfect and incredible.

Secretly applauding herself in her heart, Jie Luo completely forgot about herself who was late and was hung in the hall in the morning.

Seeing that it was almost time to get off work, Jie Luo's mentality also relaxed, looking at the time of the phone from time to time, every minute and every second became slow and unbearable.

Walking with the two little brothers behind her, when she saw the dessert shop on the street, Jie Luo's mind became active again.

"Go ahead, I have something to do."

Hearing this, the two younger brothers behind them looked at each other in blank dismay, and were a little stunned for a moment. They planned to leave their posts without permission on the first day of work, which was simply too arrogant.

"This is not good..." One of them said.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it if something happens, let's go quickly."

The two looked at each other helplessly, and then left one after another.

#I have a pure relationship with your boss! #

#Can't afford to provoke, can't afford to provoke#

***

Seeing the figures of the two drifting away, Jie Luo breathed a sigh of relief.Although he is a new official, the younger brother under him is quite obedient.

He raised his foot, and just about to bury himself in the dessert shop, he saw a human-shaped thing drifting past in the small river opposite.

#Black question mark? ? ? #

"That was a human just now!"

"Did someone fall into the river??"

Sure enough, the two feet on the river surface caused a huge commotion among pedestrians.

"You are a hero [savior], right? Someone seemed to have fallen into the river just now!" Sharp-eyed passers-by quickly spotted Jie Luo's figure.

"No, it should be your eyesight. No matter how you look at it just now, it looks like rubbish, the kind of river rubbish or something."

"No, it was a man who fell into the water, I saw his feet!"

How could it be repaired? After strolling under the sun for an afternoon, Jie Luo, who was in urgent need of air conditioning and cold drinks, felt a rare resentment.Jie Luo, who was planning to go into the dessert shop to enjoy something, abruptly stopped her feet and changed her way.

Pushing aside the crowd, Jie Luo jumped into the water neatly.

The drowning man was a thin young man who was already in a coma. Jie Luo dragged him up and swam ashore with his arms around his waist.

Putting him on the shore steadily, Jie Luo opened his mouth to check that there was no foreign object inside, then pressed against his stomach a few times, the boy twitched and sprayed a few mouthfuls of water, and soon woke up.

Seeing this, the onlookers finally dispersed. There were people who wanted to sign an autograph with Jie Luo, but it was inconvenient to see her wet, so they left wisely.

The drowning boy was a very beautiful person, he seemed not yet awake, his iris-colored eyes stared blankly at Jie Luo in front of him.

"It turns out that the messenger of hell is such a beautiful young lady?"

Jieluo: "..."

I can't answer your words, but I'm a little happy about being praised for being beautiful.

"Hey, is there pork cutlet rice in hell?"

Jieluo's nose moved slightly, as expected, she received the smell of rice from the roadside shop.

At this moment, there was a roar from the drowning brother's stomach.

Jieluo: "..."

***

When they came back to their senses, the two of them were already sitting in the store, and a pork chop rice was placed in front of the brother who was directly opposite.

"Sure enough, I was saved. It seems that I can only consider other methods next time. After all, even if it is a refreshing suicide, it can't cause trouble to the people around you."

The black-haired boy smiled and said something terrible.

"... Did you encounter any difficulties? There's no need to be so overwhelmed with suicide to solve it..."

Jie Luo's intuition told her that something was wrong with the young man in front of her. There was something strange about him everywhere, which gave her a feeling that she must not provoke him, otherwise it would be very troublesome.

But due to her rank, she still couldn't restrain her nosy heart of the Virgin.

"No, it's just that my motto is to commit suicide with clarity and vigor."

The boy's cheeks were stuffed with rice, and he was a little slurred when he spoke, revealing a strange sense of cuteness.

After swallowing that big mouthful of food, he gave Jie Luo a smile without hesitation, but the pair of iris-colored eyes were unusual, dark like a deep pool with no light left.

Glancing at the half-dried bandages on his body that had been evaporated by the hot weather, Jie Luo had only one thought in her mind.

Where did this kind of dangerous and second-year speech come from? It's an old-fashioned, sick and charming person. It's already out of date, okay? =_=#

So, Jie Luo spoke.

"It doesn't fit at all, you are a black-bellied bandage waste device, and a suicidal maniac."

Hearing this, the young man was taken aback, as if he never thought that he would hear such an unexpected answer.

Under normal circumstances, there are only two attitudes, pitiful and sympathetic, or disgusted and alienated. There has never been a person like the person opposite......

Seriously, seriously come to discuss with him...personal design? ? ? ?

#Black question mark? ? ? #

#I lived for more than ten years before I realized that there was something wrong with my character design. #

Soon, the boy came to his senses, looking at Jie Luo with his kite-colored eyes.

"Sougar, so it's because the characters don't fit well, that's why they fail to commit suicide over and over again?"

Jie Luo rested her chin with one hand, and lightly tapped her cheek with her index finger, which was a subconscious action when she was thinking.

"It's true to say that, the character design is a very important part. With a successful character design, many things will get twice the result with half the effort."

"This is the first time I've heard such an answer. So according to this lady, what kind of personality should I have to match suicide?" The black-haired boy looked at her with a strange look in his eyes. of obscurity.

People who compare with suicide...

Jie Luo pondered and did not speak, and the boy opposite was also waiting patiently, so the two of them remained relatively silent.

I don't know how long it took, but Jie Luo's eyes lit up, her expression was even a little excited, she looked at the boy opposite and said.

"Of course it is—too sensitive to the world, so wandering in the world like a ghost, extremely humble and extremely proud, fragile, pure, in the rough reality, easily hurt, eager for fame and wealth and hate fame and fortune, lacking Self, and extreme self-loathing, longing for the world, and fear of the world, such a set of contradictions, that child who is like a god!"

When she said this, Jie Luo's eyes were filled with starlight, which was astonishingly bright.

"When you talk about suicide, the first thing that comes to mind is of course that godlike child who has been pursuing death all his life—Mr. Dazai, Osamu Dazai!"

After the words fell, Jie Luo's cheeks were flushed, and the excitement and excitement had not even faded away.

She looked at the boy opposite with expectation in her eyes, waiting for his response.

If it is Osamu Dazai, this great writer in history has been pursuing death all his life, and he is simply the spokesperson for suicide.

#goodjob! #

#I'm simply a little clever ghost! #

# Give yourself a thumbs up! #

But I really didn't expect that the expression on the other side...

All that's left is the indescribable....weird? ? ?