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Noctua Zhengdao finished his lecture under the gaze of three eyes hidden under the sunglasses.

Without eye contact, he felt so empty, as if talking about loneliness.

Are they really listening?Moth Zhengdao expressed doubts.

Before he left, he hesitated for a moment, looked at his group enlightened students, especially the one who was a normal person yesterday, and said earnestly: "If you are sick, you should see a doctor in time."

Don't wait until you are terminally ill and still feel that you are not sick. Human-to-human transmission has already occurred. Can you call it okay?

Jiaru, who is a doctor himself, Yanzi nodded seriously: "I will take the two of them to the dissection room."

It just so happened that she ran out of white mice and had to make up for new ones. First, she took the classmate's sacrificial knife.

Night Moth Zhengdao hesitated to speak, and finally he shook his head and left the young man's world.

He is old, so remember to bring a goji berry thermos next time to class, so as not to get angry and have a heart attack.

As soon as the door was closed, Gojo Satoru immediately burst out laughing: "Grat, it's indeed you! The sty hahahaha."

Jia Ruozi pushed the sunglasses indifferently: "Reflect on yourself, why did Teacher Ye Moth only ask me?"

The implication: The teacher thinks that you two, especially Wutiao, are hopeless.

Who is Gojo Satoru?The strongest in the world never needs to think about it. He put his two long legs on the table and said in a bragging tone: "How is it? The book I recommended is not bad, right?"

Xia Youjie: Your secretive look before is not what you are now. (Standing at the highest point of morality.jpg)

"I didn't expect Wu to read romance novels." Jiarui Nitzi squeezed Fengchi acupoint, trying to use eye exercises for primary and middle school students to save his eyes with double debuffs of dark circles and red circles.

A girl's skin is a treasure in the world, why can't the reversal technique be used for beauty?

Is this reasonable?This is not reasonable.

Gojo Gojo didn't change his face, and he who dragged his classmates into the water would never feel ashamed because of the pink book cover.

The strongest in the world, even the thickness of the skin must be the strongest.

He took out "The Bride of the Gods" majestically, and casually flipped through it in his hand: "Shuji Tsushima, his works are really interesting."

"Didn't you see it?" Gojo Satoru said firmly, "He is definitely a magician."

Xia Youjie's eyelids twitched, but he didn't see anything unusual looking back at Gojo Wu: "How do you say it?"

"Here," Gojo Gojo shook the pages of the book in his hand, "The first book is not obvious, but the second book is quite straightforward."

"Because his lover is a different species, Eri, who is too obsessed with his humanity, does not hesitate to kill his lover and turn him into a monster to satisfy his expectations. Although it can be regarded as 'getting what he wants', in the end it is It ended up being neither human nor ghost."

It is so different from the romantic first encounter at the beginning, which makes people sigh for no reason.

"As for the martyrdom at the end..." Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, "Indeed, it's considered HE, but it's too much for a newspaper."

Such a fucking ending dared to use such a pink book cover, the reader's girlish heart was rubbed against the ground by Shuji Tsushima, like a devil's pace.

"Isn't Eri's obsession to turn the boy into a monster a curse?" Jia Ruozi also came to his senses, thinking like this is indeed full of metaphors, and the hidden meaning is hidden under the concise words.

To write a depressive core in a healing shell, I really have you, Mr. Tsushima.

"A guy who writes novels instead of being a conjurer." Wujo Satoru said with interest, "It's kind of interesting."

Nana Ming: Conjurers are shit.

No, Osamu Dazai was originally a writer, Xia Youjie thought, and he was not a magician either.

He looked at the book in Gojo Satoru's hand, and was a little uncertain about Dazai Osamu's intentions for a moment.

Although this person was elusive, Xia Youjie didn't believe that Osamu Dazai would do something aimlessly.

... It is not ruled out that it was forced to rush to the manuscript late at night due to the threat of the special curse spirit that signed the contract with him. After all, a curse spirit that can write "the manuscript must be delivered by the deadline" in the core of the contract can't do anything. ?

"I feel like someone is scolding me in my heart." Lingling poked her head suspiciously while knitting a sweater.

Osamu Dazai, who was forcibly recruited by her to be a clothes hanger, brushed away the dangling red woolen yarns one after another, and worked hard in a difficult environment.

Round and round of thick wool is wrapped around his neck, and the wool on his body is connected into a tortoise-armour-bound shape. The whole person is like a Tang monk who has strayed into a spider spirit's cave, and also like a super large ball of wool that has been destroyed by a cat. Wrapped alive into millennium rice dumplings.

Lingling was still knitting in front of the online tutorial, she confidently tied a knot, convinced that her sweater was uniquely elegant.

"It's not difficult." Lingling said happily, wanting to hear Osamu Dazai's praise, "Master, am I amazing!"

"Yeah," Osamu Dazai struggled to free his elbow from the spider web, forcefully ignoring the crooked knots, "Zero-chan, that's amazing."

This natural binding-binding talent, Guijia Zhenzong would be willing to bow down.

Osamu Dazai praised him very much against his will, but he couldn’t do without boasting. Ling Ling, who was hit hard, would never give up trying as he wished. She would become more and more courageous in her frustrations, and vowed to knit a sweater that would convince Osamu Dazai.

"At that time, I might not be the only one who was tied up, and all the members of the Star Cult would be trapped in the sea of ​​wool..." Dazai Osamu imagined a miserable future, and was moved to cry by his self-sacrifice.

At that time, the Panxing Sect will stop Panxing, and change its name to Pansi Cave.

Lingling was praised and put away her needle and thread contentedly.

She happily left Osamu Dazai who was tied up, and kicked her ball of yarn to find the next victim: "Mimiko, Nanako, don't run away! Lingling will knit a sweater for you!"

Mimiko & Nanako: Wei, I, Wei.

After class, Xia Youjie came to see Mimiko and Nanako who were being fostered as usual. He carried the cakes (Wujowu passion Amway money) for the little girls and stepped into the gate of Panxingjiao.

The air conditioner that had been repaired whined and blew on him, filled with the smell of the sunshine of the working people, and there was laughter and joy in Panxing Church for a while.

No, listen carefully, there is only one person's laughter, and the others are screams.

Is there an enemy invasion?Xia Youjie summoned the magic spirit for detection, and took a look with the power of the magic spirit: Good guy, did he enter the Pansi Cave by mistake or the Yuelao Temple?Why so many red lines?

"Wool yarn?" The experienced Xia Youjie twirled the red thread hanging from the beam, feeling more and more suspicious in his heart.

Anyway, he decided the case first, and the culprit must be—"Osamu Dazai!"

"Hey! Why?" An unknown humanoid creature trapped under the sweater yelled, "Mr. Xia You, I didn't do anything this time!"

Xia Youjie: What kind of look do you have?Grocery market catwalk style?

"Lord Xia You, help!" Just as Xia Youjie and Dazai Zhi looked at each other "affectionately" through a layer of wool, a panicked voice came, and two short figures hid behind Xia Youjie.

"Hey, don't run away, where is my model?" Ling Ling floated into Dazai Osamu's room with two "sweaters", she tilted her head in confusion: "Mimiko Nanako, everyone has a share, you run away What?"

The members of the Panxing Sect who are tied up in every corner of the sect: Wuwuwuwu (Master Xia You, save the child!)

The corners of Xia Youjie's mouth twitched as he looked at the two tufts of wool in Ling Ling's hands that were enough to be mosaiced, but Ling Ling saw his eyes light up.

"Mr. Xia You! I thought you wouldn't come today, come on, you'll get a share." Lingling waved her hand enthusiastically, and took out her needle and thread, "I'll knit one for you on the spot!"

No, no, no, he couldn't bear such a great love.

Xia Youjie took a step back indiscriminately, and asked Dazai Osamu in a low voice, "Why did Miss Lingling suddenly fall in love with crafts?"

"Because I praised her." Osamu Dazai said frankly, "Zero-chan wants to share happiness with you."

Well, the culprit was found, and he guessed right, everything was Dazai Osamu's fault.

"What should we do now?" Xia Youjie looked at the super curse spirit that was getting closer and closer, and the long needle in her hand was shining with a gnawing cold light, chasing after the soul.

Xia Youjie retreated and retreated until there was no way to retreat, only to hear Osamu Dazai say: "Zero sauce, do you know why Mr. Xia You is so reluctant to accept your elegant sweater?"

"Why?" Ling Ling tilted his head, looked down at the red mosaic in his hand, "Isn't it good-looking? I think it's very good, elegant and simple."

look!This irregular geometry woven by countless extension lines, what a poetic shape!The dead knots dotted among them are all playful and cute, and the twenty or so holes in the center have the demeanor of prehistoric cavemen. What a remarkable unearthed cultural relic!

Who doesn't want to wear cultural relics on their body, Xia Youjie is definitely shy, and Ling Ling will definitely satisfy his wish.

Osamu Dazai is well aware of Ling Ling's consistent style of disobeying people's words and selling by force, so he put on the most sincere tone: "Zero sauce, don't you know? Xia You is the winner of the 250th Sweater Knitting Competition of the High School of Magic The champion, even Gojo Satoru was full of praise and praise for his sweater."

Xia Youjie: "???"

"Really?" Lingling looked at Xia Youjie full of admiration, and made an apprentice ceremony on the spot: "Please, Mr. Xia You, please teach me the unique skills of a champion!"

Xia Youjie lost his smile.

The ball-headed boy was silent for two seconds, and called his good brother Gojo Wu again: "Wu, how do you knit a sweater?"

Again, Gojo Satoru, a man appointed by the author as "a man who is perfect in everything except his character", is the strongest in the world in every sense.

He must be able to knit a sweater, a man cannot say no.

Gojo Satoru was thus treated as a tool by his good brothers.

Xia Youjie repented, he dared to do it next time.

"I still don't understand," Xia Youjie asked Dazai Osamu while holding the needle and thread and showing her the secret needle technique taught by Gojo Satoru under Lingling's sharp eyes, "Isn't Miss Lingling a curse spirit? Why did she do that?" Interested in knitting sweaters?"

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai was concentrating on the work in front of him. Hearing Xia Youjie's words, he glanced at him from the side. "It's nothing unusual. She has always been interested in human affairs and likes to make some strange experiments."

For example, the forum is finely divided and the trumpet is torn X, the emotional forum is extremely active and persuades to divide and not persuade, try dark cooking and fry the kitchen three times, and today knitting sweaters to weave Panxingjiao into a pansi hole.

"Curse spirit...will it also have human nature?" Xia Youjie glanced at Ling Ling.

The beautiful girl propped her chin on her chin, her washed black eyes focused on the ball of wool under his hand, her vigorous mantra rose and fell like waves with her breathing, and the entire sect was enveloped in the ocean of mantra .

Strong and weird.

Whether it's the human-like appearance, the incredible personality, or the unique relationship with Osamu Dazai, they are all very strange, completely different from the cursed spirit who was expelled by Xia Youjie.

"The curse spirit is the product of human negative emotions. Not only is it inhumane, it can even be said to be more human than human beings, purer, and more stubborn."

Dazai followed Xia Youjie's gaze, and Ling Ling fiddled with a few wool balls under his hands, like a little white cat stretching its paws, full of curiosity about everything.

She is not a curse spirit, and she cannot even be called a living body. She is created and destroyed, and has the coldest core and disordered programs.

From the moment he met Osamu Dazai, Ling Ling really opened his eyes to see the world.

Whether it's a poor imitation or an outrageous creativity, she learns to be a human being in a faltering step.

"There's nothing wrong with that," Osamu Dazai said suddenly, "Isn't it me who was persecuted by Zero-chan the most? I don't even have any objections, Xia You-kun, bear with it. Zero-chan worked so hard, how could it hurt her self-confidence? You didn't Heart."

Xia Youjie:? ? ?What the hell has it got to do with him?

For a movie of two, he really doesn't need to have a name.

In order to divert the suffering master's attention, Dazai Zhi moved the computer a little to show Xia Youjie, and asked him, "Have you seen these curse spirits?"

Xia Youjie stopped knitting and looked at the pictures on the computer.

A mantra with Mount Fuji on its head, a horned one-armed mantra, and a jellyfish whisker mantra, all of which look very unique.

"No." Xia Youjie remembered these faces, "Unregistered premium?"

The super-level magic spirit is too bad, please respect the basic combat power system in the magic world, and don't always challenge by leapfrogging, that is the prerogative of the protagonist.

"Yes," Dazai Osamu tapped on the computer again, "The very hard-working mantra spirit, who touched one of the top ten figures in the world of sorcery, died one after another in order to seal the Great Demon King of the Century. Isn't this more bloody than Boren?"

Xia Youjie: What is blogger biography?

Osamu Dazai: The only non-combustible.Don't ask, asking is "you will know when you grow up".

"The Great Demon King of the Century..." Xia Youjie thought about it, wondering who could be qualified for this title.

Nuo on both sides?No, why does he think it's his good brother Gojo Satoru?Illusion.

"They all have your curious humanity, and their righteousness is even more persuasive than yours." Osamu Dazai quickly changed the subject, "Just remember their appearance, they may be your colleagues in the future."

"Working with...?" Xia Youjie examined himself, "Aren't I a student?" Isn't he a social worker?

Osamu Dazai did not expose Xia Youjie's self-deception.Since he summoned the magic spirit to repair the air conditioner for them, his future destiny has been decided, and that is to debut and become the Panxing Sect——Mom!

"Declare that you are our leader at the next regular meeting." Osamu Dazai skillfully replaced the "mother" who would make Xia Youjie furious with a synonym, "I'll go to the board of directors to play around."

Who doesn't know that the president sounds beautiful, but he is actually a person who works for the board of directors.Osamu Dazai thoughtfully brought the topic to the past, he prefers prostitution and coaxing to coercion.

"By the way, have you read my new book?" Osamu Dazai looked at Xia Youjie who was forced to pick up the knitting again under the eyes of zero expectation, "How do you feel?"

"...It's very touching." Xia Youjie didn't have the nerve to say that the three of them cried, but he said vaguely, "Why, do you want a review?"

"Just write 800 words and just say it." Osamu Dazai answered quickly, trying to reproduce the pain he had experienced to others, in order to achieve the sinister purpose of gloating at his own misfortune.

"I refuse." Xia Youjie said decisively, "If you have something to say, don't delay my knitting."

Lingling nodded at the side, it was the first time she didn't take Dazai Osamu's side, her heart and eyes were full of "Master"'s masterpiece.

Osamu Dazai took a sad look at the little traitor who is a mother if he has milk, and was about to sue Lingling when he suddenly remembered that he still had to rely on his mother to cook dumplings for dinner today.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, he decided to be a magnanimous person and expose this matter.

""The God's Bride" has set a record for the best sales volume of the year, and its popularity on the Internet has surpassed that of previous years' popular works by several times. The momentum I need has been created."

Osamu Dazai drew a circle with his finger: "Popularity, topicality, and attention are all at their peak."

"Do you still remember the show "Approaching Science" I told you? Get ready, we will start work right away while the heat is still there." Osamu Dazai stretched his waist, "Bet on the fame of Shuji Tsushima, I will let TV stations all over the world are occupied by our programs."

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The idea is very good, but Xia Youjie thinks it is a bit unrealistic.

Leaving aside whether the idea of ​​"defeating the curse with science" that Osamu Dazai said will work, where do they get the money to do the show?Is the camera free of charge?I hope he understands the reason why photography has been poor for three generations.

He raised his own question, Dazai Osamu laughed.

Money, when did he kill someone worry about money?

Zero Zero: The master who just entered the world of Conan, you are really handsome when you try your best to eat. (lightly)

Xia Youjie liked it, and he would like some speeches that embarrassed Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai knocked on the table to interrupt Ling Ling and Xia Youjie's brainwave communication, he said lazily: "The money problem, our good friend will solve it for us."

"All the shareholders of the board of directors want to join our plan with their own money," he said, "Everything is ready, Mimiko and Nanako have watched the children's host program for a week, and they are already very professional, we will start work tomorrow. "

"Then what should I do?" Xia Youjie suddenly realized that there seemed to be nothing wrong with him.

Osamu Dazai gave Xia Youjie a strange look, he didn't expect this person to forget his mission of being a second or fifth son so quickly.

Boy, the organization is very disappointed in you.

"You only need to do two things," Dazai Zhi slapped Xia Youjie on the back, and Ling Ling pressed his hands on Xia Youjie's shoulders from behind, in a gesture of outflanking and attacking from both sides, aggressive.

"First, when "Approaching Science" was broadcast, people from all colleges and universities were tricked into changing channels to increase our ratings."

Osamu Dazai stretched out an index finger, Lingling pressed the ball on Xia Youjie's head with his hand, pressed and released, and made him nod manually.

Xia Youjie: Forced to understand.

Immediately, Osamu Dazai stretched out the middle finger next to the index finger, making a "two" gesture.

"Second, take away Gojo Satoru's sunglasses while he is watching TV!"

The author has something to say: Zai: I will never allow others to watch my show with colored glasses.