Idol coser Mr. Sokin

——Wish power can add a seemingly insignificant boost to the host when he wants to realize his wish.

Zong Jin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the intact theme screen on his phone.

If it wasn't broken, then what happened a few years ago should be just an accident, right?With that in mind, Zong Jin made a phone call to his manager.

He is the finale of the comic show, that is, the last performer.

When they returned to the backstage, no one was there, and it was not impossible for the staff to leave the waiting room at this time, so Zong Jin didn't take it seriously.

It's just that his manager won't leave him at this time, Shi Shen Qianqiu still has work arrangements in the future.

Of course Zong Jin had to call to ask what was going on.

"beep……"

After a brief beep on the phone, the voice turned into an electronic female voice.

Just when Zong Jin was puzzled and his thoughts hadn't turned, he heard clearly what the electronic female voice said.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is an empty number..."

The electronic female voice in the mobile phone broadcasted the report until the second time.

"..." Pupil Earthquake.jpg.

Zong Jin immediately took the phone from his ear, hung up the phone very quickly and dialed it again, but of course there was no change.

No, no, no?It can not be!

When is it wrong this time, the audience is always there!It couldn't be at the moment when he returned to the backstage, it's not impossible that the place is so clear and cold!

But he should not be unaware of the change in time and space when he is out of the stage state.

Is it really still when you are on the stage?

So now the question is, it can't be... so many viewers wear it with him, right?

According to the previous experience, he is now a black household.

Then the audience below...

Zong Jin felt that the world was dark.

Uh... maybe, the law does not blame the public?

If he guessed correctly, they now occupy a piece of land in Tokyo and have opened a live broadcast.

Since the mobile phone can be used, then the network and the like must be no problem.

It is estimated that the outside world found something wrong here.

In short, there is no staff in the backstage right now, and there is no instruction attached to the organizer's headset. In any case, as a public figure, Zong Jin has the responsibility and obligation to sort out the scene.

Can't let his fans look black.

Although it was a special invitation, it was just a celebration program and not his concert, but there were many fans in his audience.

Zong came to the dressing room,

Change into the Nakahara Chuya · black suit that you wear to visit the exhibition.

With the hem of the coat fluttering behind him, Zong Jin walked onto the stage again just like that.

Outside the venue, at the Yokohama Exit.

Nakahara Chuya, a cadre of the Yokohama Port Mafia, can be called a representative of outstanding cadres, and he is simply a model worker in the mafia circle.

I came back from a business trip today and found something was wrong.

First, many subordinates stared at him behind with very excited eyes, but when he turned back, nothing happened.His subordinate, Akutagawa, stood far away, looked over with a gaze of indescribable meaning, and quickly retreated after saying hello.When he walked into the port mafia building, he met the eldest sister, who praised him for his new look.

Central Plains Chuya:? ?

After saying goodbye to Koyo Ozaki in a half-baffled manner, he lowered his head to take a look at his attire, and finally arrived in front of the leader's office in a daze.

After he finished his report, his leader, Mr. Mori, stopped him, "Chuya-kun, did the mission go well?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also quickly recalled the process of the mission, and he could solve all the accidents, so the mission can be regarded as smooth.Normally, he would not hesitate to ask this question, but today he paused for a moment before truthfully saying: "Yes, leader."

Facing Mori Ogai's unfathomable expression, Nakahara Chuya continued: "The other party suddenly breached the contract halfway, but it has been dealt with, and the contract has been completed normally."

Even though it was written in the report, Zhong Yuan still told the accident about the mission face to face.

Not to mention these, the task was completed very smoothly.

"No, it's not about this." As if he had confirmed something from Nakahara Chuya, Mori Ogai pressed some mechanism with a smile.

On the top floor of the Port Mafia Building, the curtains on the left side of the boss office were lowered in order, and the room was darkened with no light, and a projection was cast on it.

"Chuya-kun, take a look at this."

While playing from the projection, the stereo also played some intermittent singing, flickering with the screen.

It's just that the blurry disorder didn't last long before it stabilized.

"At the same time, にそんなに求めないで, stimulates the contradiction of と安らぎの."

Don't pursue too much at the same time. Stimulation and stability are inherently contradictory.

"ゼツミョーにビミョー狂おしいんです——"

Enjoy the madness with great skill and subtlety.

It is accompanied by screams and shouts one after another, but it will not be buried, just like the protagonist in the voice, with a deep and emotional voice

sound.It easily mobilizes everything in the audience, just like the lyrics, allowing the audience to enjoy the madness at the moment.

Their attention seemed to stay on the person on the stage forever.

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt electrified all over his body.

The orange cat has fried fur.

what is this? !

Especially when you see the stable projection, you are like a king who dominates emotions on the stage, with the composure to control everything in the palm of your hand, and an incomparably flamboyant posture.

On the big screen, there was a familiar face that could not be mistaken no matter what.

It was like fireworks exploded in my head, and the smoke that filled the air temporarily hindered my running thinking.

Those blue eyes widened, Nakahara Nakahara was also excited by the sound-damaging rock and roll, and his heart beat a little faster. He forced himself to calm down and looked at Mori Ogai, but his gaze always wanted to go against his intentions, looking at that The video clip being played.

Because the video was still playing, the familiar voice continued to sing, and the lyrics became more and more explicit.

"爱される为の行为なんて，味わう为に超悩んんでさ."

In order to taste what being loved does, it is super troublesome to experience it.

"Suffering で应価を投払い続ける."

But time and time again, he paid a heart-wrenching price.

……

"セツナの爱と知っていても——"

Knowing that it is an instant love but never turning back.

"Di—" Sensing that Nakahara Chuya's reaction was wrong, Mori Ogai picked up the remote control and turned off the projection.

It wasn't until the sound dissipated in the room that Zhongya Nakahara finally calmed down. He came back to his senses and easily escaped from that state.

Those pair of clear-sky pupils were stained with a layer of deep blue, and the eyelids drooped slightly to cover the gradually stained anger.

"Boss, do you need to arrest him?" Nakahara Chuya asked.

Zhongya Zhongya is also a cadre of the port mafia. Such videos are circulated outside, not to mention that his image has been damaged, which will make hostile organizations think that the port mafia is no big deal, or the fear of the port mafia cadres has weakened. Chain reaction.

In other words, he himself can't accept an existence that bears his appearance, let alone a masterpiece of supernatural powers.

It's just that, apart from these, the song just now... subtly touched his liking.

Zhongyuan Zhong also waved away the complicated senses in his heart, and stood respectfully where he was. As long as the leader has this intention, he will immediately investigate and bring the supernatural person in front of the leader.

"Nakaya-kun, don't worry about this." Mori Ogai was like an elder comforting a child, "Compared to this matter, I have a more personal question to ask you."

"Yes, chief, please speak." Zhongyuan Zhong also looked over suspiciously.

Mori Owai put on a smile that made Nakahara Chuya's hairs stand on end, and said in a tone that the weather is really good today: "Don't be nervous, this is just a little personal curiosity of mine."

Then his bad premonition was confirmed.

"—Chuya-kun, can you sing in private?"