Disciples are good, dolls are bad

ah!We didn't say anything for a long time, telling you to talk too much, telling you to talk too much! "

"...You all die to me!!!"

"..." Longma stood aside silently.Are these guys a triad?Or the gang?

"Hurry up and eat! Start working quickly after eating! We are not idlers, do you hear me!"

"Yes!"

"Snoring..."

"Gudong Gudong..."

"Boss, the instant noodles taste so bland. Is there no salt in the seasoning?"

"I think it's okay. It tastes good."

"Eating lightly is good for your health, so let's eat as much as we can." Where did the old lady get the money to buy salt?

"...Yes." Those who have no money are poor, and they can't even afford salt. (This is not a question of whether you have money or not, but a question of seasoning, right?)

"That's right, that's right. Life is all about being calm. Be calm." A certain underhanded man picked up a salted duck egg calmly: "Ah, the salted duck egg that the aunt who sells instant noodles gave me is really delicious."

"..." All the staff turned their heads and looked at him silently.

There was a few seconds of silence.As the saying goes.Instead of dying in silence, explode in silence.

"You bastard! I still think it's strange, why is it so calm, what taste is so good! It sounds nice, so you hide the salted duck eggs from my mother!" Kicked over.

"How dare you take it all by yourself! Despicable guy! Go to hell!"

"No, no! It was given by the aunt for free. Since there is only one, I didn't take it out. And I think the boss may not like this kind of food..."

"Die to me! You don't even have any side dishes for my old lady, yet you dare to add extra meals secretly! You clingy guy! My old lady, I can't even afford salt. How dare you eat such a big meal all by yourself! The salted duck eggs! You think you are the salted egg Superman! Go to hell! Bastard! Hand over the salted duck eggs!!!”

"Kill you heartless! How dare you take it for yourself! Bastard! Go to hell!" He punched and kicked the guy who fell on the ground.

"Wait, wait a minute! Can't I go buy it for you again? Ah——!!!"

"Crackling..." (Khan. What combination is this?)

"...It's not up to standard yet." Ryoma silently looked at the "smoky" battlefield in front of him, turned and left.Staying with these guys for a long time will definitely become abnormal.

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Back to the field.Qingxue's players are resting on the sidelines, preparing for the next game.

"Echizen? Where have you been?" Seeing Ryoma walking slowly, Taocheng yelled dissatisfiedly: "You kid, are you going to be lazy again?"

"Didn't the game start yet?" The senior was really rambling.

"You guy is a timer? Do you have to wait until the game starts to come back?"

"Okay, okay, you two, stop arguing. Next is the match between Fuji and Guanyue. Listen to what the coach said." Dashi, the nanny of Qingxue, came out again to smooth things over.By the way, why does this egg head come in every time?

"What can the coach say? It depends on the senior himself."

"Okay, come here, the game is about to start."

"Hey, Echizen, where did you go just now?" Taocheng took the opportunity to pull Ryoma aside.

"...nothing. Went to meet a group of beggars begging on the side of the road."

"Beggars?" When did Japan have beggars?What do you say?Why is this guy talking more and more like a doll?It's confusing.

By the way, speaking of that guy...where did he go?

"By the way. Have you seen the doll-senpai?"

"...No." I was stunned.He pulled his hat and tried his best to pretend he didn't know anything.

"Weird. During the game, I saw her and those guys swaying around with the cameras, why did they disappear? I still want to be on TV."

"...It's not up to standard yet." What kind of TV is it on?Why are the people around him all naive guys?

"Hey, hello. Attention all departments. Photographers and sound engineers are at their positions. And the lights! Don't forget to turn on the lights!" (It's daytime, what lights are you turning on?)

"Yes!"

"Boss. You can start!" He made an OK gesture.

"OK. Cough cough." Cleared his throat: "Hi viewers, this is the live broadcast of the Tokyo Tennis Tournament for you by the Youth Channel. Now behind me is the opponent of the Qing Academy, Saint Rudolph. Then The next game is between the genius Fujisuke of Qingxue and the treacherous manager Guanchu of San Rudolph. Before the game starts, we seize the time to interview this despicable manager who everyone scolds and indignates. Cameraman Please turn the camera this way."

"I'm sorry, Guanyue." Yuta bowed her head guiltily: "I tried my best, but I still can't match him."

"Nomura, it's time to warm up." Guanyue turned a blind eye and stood up, went to another player and patted him on the shoulder: "Your opponent is Tezuka. Come back before the game starts."

"Uh. Yes."

Yuta turned his head and looked at him with a little surprise, Akazawa walked to Yuta's side.

"Don't worry, Yuta. Kanzuki hates losers so much."

"Yo! St. Rudolph's despicable manager!" Suddenly a person jumped out beside him, and Guanyue was startled.

"What are you doing!"

"Oh?" He picked his nose and glanced at the dissatisfaction on his face: "Are you in a bad mood? What's the matter? Could it be... that 'that' came?" (Note: The "that" that the doll said here is Refers to the one where mature girls come once a month)

"I'm a man! Where did that come from! Go away!" Pushing her away irritably.This guy is always so sarcastic.What a nuisance!

"Mr. Guan Yue. Now your every move is being captured by our cameras. Please pay attention to your image."

"...Can you stop bothering me?" Is this girl a plague god?Do you want to drive away?

"Excuse me, are you confident of winning the next match against Fujisuke?"

"Of course. I will let the title of genius Fujisuke end today."

"Wait a minute." He waved his hand towards the camera: "Come on. The cameraman, please point the camera at this face and take a close-up of this guy. Let the audience remember this despicable and cunning face."

"What are you doing! Where did I provoke you? Why do you always target me like this!"

"You were born to offend me. Shut your mouth, and be careful that I will beat you back to your mother's womb and reincarnate again." He threatened with his booger.

"..." Speechless.

"So. So, do you think you've found all the information on Fujizusuke?"

"Of course. What do you mean by that?"

"It's nothing. I just want you to talk about your parting will. Is there anything you want to say to your parents in front of the TV?"

"I'm not going to die! Why should I say a will!"

"Yes. You are not going to die. But you may be killed by me. So please express your last words."

"You're a killer! Don't talk about scary murder notices!" Does this guy speak without thinking?

"Okay. Dear viewers, please pay attention to the killing program of 'Hell Girl' at [-]:[-] midnight on this station." (Please refer to the animation of "Hell Girl" for the specific murder plot)

"You're never finished! You're addicted to playing!" It's really a bad taste.

"If you pay me 100 million, I can help you deal with Hell Girl. Do you want to give me money?" He stretched out his hand.

"... so many people are going to die, why don't you go to die?"

"Go for seppuku. Despicable man. I won't die even if you die."

"You are so greedy for money, there will be no good retribution."

"People don't kill heaven and earth for themselves. It depends on who will take care of your funeral after you die."

"...I will take your soul to hell with you before I die."

"It seems that you have a reputation for self-knowledge. Knowing that you have committed many evils in life, you will not be able to go to heaven after death?"

"...I really want to shoot you to death." (Hey, has it turned into scolding? The camera is right in front of you, so pay attention to your image!)

Fuji took the racket out of the bag, and Tezuka stood aside with his arms crossed.

"Tezuka."

"kindness?"

"Are you going to play soon? But unfortunately, I will never let you play this time." Fuji turned around with a cold face, and Tezuka looked at him.

A camera retracts from the grass.

"Hey. Did you catch that wonderful expression just now?"

"Yes. It has been completely filmed."

"Good job. I'll broadcast it as a new program when it's sorted out later. It's called "The Other Side of Shusuke's Perfect Smile."

"Yes Boss!"

"Hehe. It will definitely sell for a good price." This time the program must have a lot of ratings and earn a lot of money.

prince30．photo storm

"Click, click!" (photographing sound)

"...Uh. Sister Doll, this is..."

Fuji Shusuke looked at the madman who was shooting like crazy in front of him, with a helpless smile on his face.

"Stay still. You'll be fine soon."

"Kacha Kacha!" Seize the moment and press the shutter quickly.

"OK! Perfect!"

"Sister Baby, what are you doing? Why are you taking pictures of Senior Fuji?"

"Nonsense. Of course I sold it, or you thought I would keep it as a souvenir?" I'm not a substance controler.I'm Lori Shotacon. (The author suddenly realized: Oh ~ that's why you take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the dragon horse. It turns out that it is because he is the type of Xiao Zhengtai... ah! He was thrown by a baby PIA.)

"...I should have thought of it earlier." Everything she does is with money