As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

"Mr. Xia You," said Bao Ming, who was wearing a female shell, with a smile that a professional host must have on his face, and said softly, "I am Wu Tiao Li."

[Xia Youjie] smiled and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Wutiao. I'm Xia Youjie."

"Then Mr. Xia You must know the purpose of my visit today?" Although Comrade Bao Ming still looked like Yamato Nadeko, he was frantically calling for help.

--Help!

So why is he controlling it!Is there still time to change people now... But according to the information revealed in the words of those two who described that [Xia Youjie] lightly last night... changing people now will definitely be discovered qaq

Bao Ming is very sad, he really wants to escape from this world, the worst thing is to cover his son's eyes.

There are so many ladies, but today he is the one to control... Well, last night he was indeed unlucky enough to get this task.

Although Bao Ming is the host, his micro-expression management can be said to be as good as the actors.

So at least for now, although that [Xia Youjie] vaguely felt that something was wrong, he still didn’t find any problems on the surface ==

Gojo Satoru on the other side put one hand on the ball-headed conjurer next to him, and let out a silent laugh (?).

[laughing]

【Uncle Bao, you also have today ahhh】

[Really, although at first glance it is nothing, it is normal, but when I think about who is inside... then...]

Xia Youjie: ... (without mercy)

How should I put it, I regret it now.

Why did I follow Gojo Satoru last night as soon as my brain twitched.

...Yes, last night, the two of them hardly gave Bao Ming and other people in the wealthy world much information.

It was just a brief description of the general worldview, the goals they want to achieve tomorrow, and [Xia Youjie]'s character.

After all, they can all analyze that the "acquaintance" is not very important, the important thing is to let [Xia Youjie] and Dostoyevsky meet.

Then let Comrade Bao Ming play the acquaintance process in the middle of the happy decision.

So today he was a little surprised to see that a big man like Bao Ming chose to follow the style of "Yamato Nadeko".

...and then a little worried.

Because the incident happened suddenly, they temporarily decided that the identity of the brown-haired woman was a member of the Wujo family.

...is an unappreciated branch of the Gojo family with no spells.

Now it can be regarded as an auxiliary supervisor.

Wujo Gou plausibly said: "If the spells are awakened, there will usually be records. Isn't it easy to reveal the truth! What's more, this body really doesn't have any spells... Anyway, I am the head of the Wutiao family. When Poirot Café was about to be refreshed, I went to Wujo’s house to investigate, and it was a [-]:[-] replica of the real world..."

"So it's easy for me to pretend to be information~" He is familiar with some small doorways and databases~

Xia Youjie: ...Although, you obviously can't become a real body...?

However, the final result was reached, and seeing that Gojo Satoru had nothing to say, Xia Youjie didn't choose to press on.

"...Miss Wutiao?" The cursing master who still had a ball head said, his eyes were heavy, but his face remained unchanged, "Is there something on your mind?"

Always feel absent-minded.

Ah... Although it can be said to be a monkey, but it belongs to the Gojo family after all... Tsk.

He asked someone to check and found that there was nothing wrong with the information.

"However, what did you mean just now, you know a person who is very helpful to my plan...?" [Xia Youjie] put down his teacup, and some seriousness finally appeared on his face, "It seems that the Wutiao family is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon .”

Let's not talk about how a marginalized person in the Gojo family knew about his plan.

It's not easy to get in touch with him.

So there must be someone behind her.

And this style of work... always feels a little familiar (.

"So, what do you think about this?" Xia Youjie asked with a smile, but the words that came out of his mouth were cruel and cold, "Stupid monkeys... are not worth protecting at all."

Although the words are very merciless, this is actually a quiet temptation.

Gojo Satoru, who was smiling recklessly at the side just now, lost his expression at some point.

Is this... Jay's future?

The smile on Bao Ming's face remained unchanged, "Indeed. I think you and that person must have a lot to talk about."

[Xia Youjie] thought for a moment.

That person should be the person behind Miss Wutiao.

If it's really helpful... It's also worth meeting.

The man in cassock nodded and agreed to the invitation. There was no emotion in his pair of purple eyes, like a high god, casually responding to the wishes of believers (?)

But the Gojo family...is there still such a person?

----

The silver-haired boy who floated to a hidden place and watched this scene was a little dazed now.

What just happened...?That's it? ?

He lowered his head, called out the [Book], and asked seriously: "You haven't done any deeds to this world, have you?"

【Book】:……

"No, here is a [-]:[-] replica of the real world. There is no such thing as a drop of wisdom."

Qian Yuche touched his chin, "Sure enough, there are behaviors that lower IQ."

[Book] There is a weird overlap with the e-commerce customer service in this world.

The progress of the whole matter is unbelievable, even the simple information and plan, which seemed to be full of errors and omissions to the young man, did not encounter any obstacles...?Just push the boat along with the flow?

Is he unable to keep up with the world?.jpg

However, in his opinion, it is more likely that...

The drunken man's intention is not to drink.

The boy estimated the time, feeling a little regretful.

He may not be able to see the underworld scene where the two meet.

The boy gently closed his eyes.

The scene in front of him flew by like flying, and finally stopped in front of a small attic that was inconspicuous at first glance, but actually had a lot of history.

The small attic should have been covered with green unknown plants, but now it is hard to see.

Just now it was the environment of the scorching sun in June, but now it is full of wind and snow for some reason.

The silver-haired boy stared at the ancient door in front of him for a long time, but the boy who was still dressed in thin clothes seemed not to feel the cold at all.

It was so long that there was a layer of pale snow on the brows, and finally he took a step forward, put his hand on the door meaningfully, and knocked.

... Anyway, that person installed a surveillance camera in front of the door.

"Yuechengmu," the young man said very lightly, but bit every word clearly,

"—open the door."