One hour in the life of a superhuman

I beat up Skuvalo and Osamu Dazai to calm them down for a while.

However, guys like Scrovallo are the type who become more and more courageous as they get frustrated. If they use violence purely, they will only make them eager to try, and eventually it will evolve to the extent that they will tear down the studio.

If it doesn't affect me, I don't care, but it's hard to do just a few words that don't affect me.

So I had to overweight Scuvaro telepathically.

Skuvalo, who had gripped the hilt of his sword tightly and yelled to fight me for [-] rounds, immediately stood there as if struck by lightning, muttering that it was impossible, how did you know.

While he was in a daze, Ghost Lamp finally did a good thing and removed his knife.

Because of my threat, Scuvaro didn't resist even when he recovered, which surprised Bai Lan and the others.

Osamu Dazai wants to take a detour and get some information from me.

Am I the type to tell a story?

Generally speaking, if other people say this about themselves, there is a high probability that they will smile evilly, make a deal, and then gossip about other people's secrets, but I am not the same as them.

I brought back Osamu Dazai who was bouncing up and down around me like a monkey, and I hope he can use all his strength to dance.

Forget it, it is more realistic to expect Osamu Dazai to do things seriously than to expect Chuya Nakahara to shave Osamu Dazai into the Mediterranean.

Because Skuvalo, who was easily teased, was suppressed, it was relatively easy for others to deal with it. Even if it was not easy to deal with, at worst, it was okay to use the power of thought to direct everyone.

Thanks to all kinds of emergencies when I was alive and when I was dead, my mental power has received a lot of training from Shigeo Kageyama and Takashi Natsume.

I signaled to the petrified dance teacher on the side to start.

"The End of Hell Depends on You" is a very joyful song, even if the lyrics basically mix hell together, it doesn't seem so ruthless, but it's just too brainwashed. It became a swarm of "squeeze mushrooms".

The dance teacher showed us the dance with tears in his eyes. It looked very simple and familiar. If you look closely, it is a very traditional radio gymnastics.

It turned out to be the case.

Due to tight time and heavy tasks, did you choose the well-known exercises that basically every dead person has learned before?

Although broadcast gymnastics has been revised many times, the basic movements are still the same, and it is easier to learn.

Nuliang Rikuo thought for a while and said, "Isn't this radio gymnastics?"

As a guy who went to elementary school, middle school, and university honestly besides me here, I was surrounded by others fiercely.

"Is this the legendary radio gymnastics in the school?" Bai Lan rubbed her chin.

His childhood was full of private lessons, and he didn't even attend a Mafia school.

Bai Lan turned around and asked Scuvaro, "Do mafia schools still do this?"

Scuvaro upholds the reputation of his alma mater, "Hey! Mafia schools are not this kind of housekeeping game!"

I took a look at Osamu Dazai. He has danced his hands like seaweed. It seems that he has joined the port mafia since he was a child, and his sports activities are all fighting.

Do you want to start teaching broadcast gymnastics?

It's so sad that the only guy here who ever learned it was the quarter blood Nura Rikusho.

The road ahead is confused.

Having said that, radio gymnastics is unlikely to be difficult for these guys.

Killing people is like a juggernaut who cuts vegetables and melons. Later, he learned to make a good steak by watching TV cooking programs for Xanxus' stomach. Although there are similarities between cutting people and vegetables, But no one can say that this is the same thing, and it can also be regarded as a cross-border player.

In the words of Bai Lan, at least he did not set his ambition on becoming the villain boss who destroyed the world and rebuilt it. He is also a contestant who learns bel canto. If he can, he can also make a decoration and fly in the air.

Not to mention Liu Dao Mu, he doesn't need to learn at all, he can use illusion to cover one or two.

Nuliang Lusheng has Nuliang carp companion watching, even if there are several ways to escape, he will only dance obediently, not to mention, becoming an idol for 100 years, and attending idol training meetings again and again, he still chooses For the former, after all, who knows when it will be possible to engage in small groups in an aboveboard manner.

However, I think Nuliang Rikusheng is thinking too much. Even if it was for the curve to save the country at the beginning, judging from the current situation of Nuliang Kaiban, he is definitely enjoying it.

The only troublesome thing is Osamu Dazai. I took a look at the kelp dance with his hands. Hey, hey, it's a kind of dance anyway.

Choosing between Dazai Osamu's kelp dance and radio gymnastics, everyone looked at the dance teacher and Dazai Osamu, and unanimously chose the latter in order to avoid Zaihua.

Osamu Dazai was very sad, and drew circles on the ground, "You despise me."

If you put this face anywhere, someone will probably come forward to comfort you, but it's a pity that this place is hell.

Liudaokui wanted to use illusion to perfunctory, but Bailan and Skuvalo jointly reported it. The ghost lamp put the chain on Liudaoku's hand. This is the latest research result, even illusion can be invalidated.

"Isn't this being put on a chain?" Scuvaro laughed without hesitation.

Liu Daokuo hit him with a hand knife, "KUFUFU, I am not only good at illusion."

"So Mukuro wants to be an idol trainee for the rest of his life?" Bai Lan said with a smile, and he clapped his hands to express his support for Liudao Mukuro's dream, "It's really a big dream, but I don't know what Tsunayoshi knows. have no idea?"

He's really a vengeful guy.

Bai Lan obviously remembered the Bai Lan Bel Canto music box that Liu Dao Mu took out earlier.

But that's okay, it saves me a little effort.

Everyone finally remembered what kind of bloody storm they would face if they were eliminated.

Although he was swearing and learning to dance, it was no longer a fight, which is really gratifying.

I learned a little dance, and the rest of the time is allocated to singing. Singing can be divided into parts, one sentence per person, or harmony.

After fighting for the fewest lyrics, everyone honestly chose harmony.

Skuvarro has a good memory, but he is not very good at memorizing lyrics. He rubbed his long hair, "I only remember 'squeeze mushrooms'."

"It's okay, anyway, no one will know when you're in there." Nuliang Rikusheng said.

【What hell is it? 】

... As far as memorizing the lyrics is concerned, Nuliang Rikusheng has absolutely no right to comfort others.

But Bai Lan and Dazai Osamu were full of confidence, they looked like contemporary singers, even though I hadn't heard their singing even during practice, they dragged Liu Dao Mu to the other side very mysteriously.

The sound here is too mixed, there are more than 200 people crowded in a small place, and I can't accurately locate their voices, but from the visual point of view, I don't think anything will happen, because they are facing away from me, I can't read lips either. If I stare at it for a long time, it will turn into three beautiful skeletons. It's hard to distinguish the opening and closing of the bones. Although I always feel that something will happen, but I don't think there will be any big things. Never mind.

Practice and everything are just empty words.

Hey, hey, after all, I didn't open my mouth to practice.

Nuliang Rikusheng said sincerely: "Am I being excluded?"

I thought for a while and said, "It's a good thing to be excluded by them."

Nuliang Lusheng was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded firmly, and agreed with me, "It is indeed a good thing."

Originally, according to the reserved time, there should be 10 minutes for everyone to do group practice, but basically because of internal fighting in the first 10 minutes, our time is very tight, there is no such time at all, but It doesn't matter, because with Osamu Dazai around, I always feel that there will always be some troubles during rehearsals or official performances, and this kind of thing is enough to happen once.

Everyone changed into the uniforms, because the program group is still very poor, so it is basically an ordinary kimono, and the jailer will distribute two sets of this kind every year.

But even the clothes supported by this kind of coarse cloth can't hide the shining appearance of these guys.

Then there is the drawing of lots, and the order of the draw is very important.

Everyone in the [-] groups danced the same dance - radio gymnastics, and sang the same song - "The end of hell depends on you", which means that there is a great possibility of fatigue later, and the probability of random scoring increases. Generally speaking, it is better to choose the first appearance.

Naturally, things like lottery draws can't be difficult for me, and things like black box operations, if all the lottery draws in the world are made of coffee jelly, I can probably become the king of coffee jelly.

After all, nothing like money can tempt me.

However, after I operated in the dark, Ghost Lamp's heart became darker. As one of the producers, he opened his eyes and told lies, and transferred our team to the last place.

【Are you sure you won't collapse the stage? 】

Because I was asked such a shocking question by the ghost lamp, I thought about it carefully and acquiesced to this unspoken rule.

Obviously the three instructors were sitting in front of them, but the dead danced with all their might as if there were vicious dogs chasing after them.

The original one is still the same hands and feet, but it has become so charming.

Even the ordinary radio gymnastics, under the mood of the dead who wanted to stay away from these three perverted mentors, was arranged as if it could bloom.

Sure enough, even the heinous sinner has great potential under pressure.

Osamu Dazai sat in the audience and clapped happily like a qualified audience.

However, the three instructors above the judging panel were out of breath, and they were completely out of shape. The number of times they looked up the stage was not as much as when they turned their heads to look at our position.

The comments are like "garbage", "boring" and "not like an idol" in turn.

Thinking of the possibility of living the rest of the life of the dead under such a mentor, the dead present cried and shouted in the background, wanting to let the ghost lamp put them into the frying pan. They can fry them in any way. They have already honed their acting skills here. Guaranteed to scream miserably, scream ghosts and wolves howl, and scream at a level.

But it is impossible for the ruthless ghost lamp to agree to this matter.

The only thing he did was because Chuya Nakahara and the others were too perfunctory and acted as if they were assigned by default, our position was transferred to the opposite of the instructors.

After listening to "Squeeze Mushrooms" nineteen times amid staring at each other, it was finally our turn.

The host Daji said, "Let us welcome the last group."

Then there was silence for three seconds to express our team name, "...".

We officially started the game.

There was no time to choreograph the dance steps, so everyone simply stood apart, like a triangle. Unfortunately, because I am the shortest here, I was forced to stand at the top C position.

The prelude to "The End of Hell Depends on You" begins.

Nakahara raised his eyebrows, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was among the assistants, raised the camera in his hand.

[It is the order of Lord Zhongyuan. 】

Then I prepared myself in my heart over and over again, and then mixed a few words.

[Is that man actually going to dance? 】

No, it's radio gymnastics.

I thought about it, and sang.

……

After the song was sung, the audience stood up.

Bai Lan patted my shoulder, "Ah, I didn't expect Kusuo's singing to be so beautiful."

Osamu Dazai patted my shoulder on the other side, sang and said, "I really didn't expect that."

When I sang, I found out that they put me in the same position, because no one else had any intention of speaking except me.

And the only one who can follow me to "squeeze mushrooms" is because Nura Rikusheng can't remember his lines, so he keeps "squeezing mushrooms".

His demon life of more than 200 years was in vain.

All in all, the team competition has become a stage for me alone.

Even if it is evaluated as "the sound of nature", I can't be happy.

Not to mention that Osamu Dazai held up a recorder, "I'm going to use this as my cell phone ringtone."

Then the recorder exploded in his hand.

Because it's a live broadcast, it doesn't make sense to do it like this, but Zhongyuan Zhongya is about to release an album again, and this matter will pass soon.

Although Nakahara Chuya didn't have enough understanding with me and gave me a low score, but because everyone relied on their beauty and strength, they got the highest score from the audience.

This should be moist.

Judging from the psychological activities of Akutagawa Ryunosuke, the port mafia invited many sailors to vote, and they wanted to send Osamu Dazai to the final round.

I think there must be Pengelie's navy behind Skuvalo and Liudao Mu.

But it doesn't matter, the next group is the individual competition, which is divided into dance group and singing group. Nuliang Rikusheng and I were assigned to sing, and the remaining three were all assigned to dance.

But within a few days, the original group was immediately disbanded and became a singing and dancing group.

Osamu Dazai and the others looked at me innocently.

It's as if they didn't jump around and almost blow up the whole house.

The author has something to say: Well =3=