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

The black-haired man turned his head and looked at the group of people with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.After observing Ye Qing for a while, he turned his head back and looked at the silver-haired boy lying on the bed.

"This child..." The man is Mori Ogai, said calmly, "It has been so long since I picked him up."

Ye Qing's eyes lit up, and then she thought of what the young man had said. She calmed down again, looked at Sen Ou and said, "You are his teacher? And the boss?"

Sen Owai raised his eyes in surprise, he didn't expect the boy's explanation to his family, could he be considered a teacher?

Thinking of this, Sen Owai did not show his thoughts on his face, but responded with a smile: "Yes, I am his teacher."

Ye Yinghou pursed her lips again, obviously beginning to doubt the authenticity of what the man in front of her said.The two sides were silent for a while, and Ye Qing first turned her gaze to the young man who was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed.

Ye Yinghou said with some difficulty, "How is Qian Yu doing now? Are you okay?"

Sen Ouwai flipped through the medical records beside the bed casually, shook his head and said, "It's not very good."

Bao Ming looked at Ye Yinghou behind his back, clenched his white knuckles, stepped forward and said, "Sir, please tell us about this child in detail, we are all worried about him."

Sen Owai raised his eyebrows with great interest.

Are you all worried...?

He stood up, cleaned his white shirt slowly, waved to the little blond girl beside him, and said, "Alice-chan, come and tell them. Tell us about our Asagi."

The little blond girl pouted angrily, put her hands on her chest, and said a big "no", "No! Lin Taro can say it by himself! You are Che's teacher! As a teacher, don't you even Didn't you tell your family about this? It's so embarrassing—"

Sen Owai didn't seem embarrassed at all because there were many people here, he covered his chest in pain and said: "Alice sauce~~~"

The little blond girl turned her head in disgust, not looking at this horrible adult.

She pursed her lips and said, "I don't want it, Lin Taro."

The little girl's blue eyes rolled around, and she looked at the group of people around her who were a little stunned. "Go to the police" was written brightly in her eyes, and she happily added, "Pervert Rintaro."

And the doctor, who seemed to be unpredictable just now, once again covered his heart in pain, and let out a rippling voice: "Alice sauce."

The only response to him was the little girl's cold snort and a proud turn of her head.

As for Zhong Yuanzhong next to him, he just lowered the brim of his hat slightly, looking a little bit unbearable to look directly at.

The old man Liulang from Guangjin who had just arrived just lowered his head slightly, and seemed to be familiar with this scene.

Huaguo and his party were shocked: When did the atmosphere of the island country become like this?

But seeing the shock in the eyes of the people around them, they secretly thought: Oh, this should be just an example...

Ye Qing didn't pay attention to this scene. As the queen of the entertainment industry, she knew very well that the emotions of the man in front of her were just superficial.There is no serious attempt to pretend at all.

And how can a person who can run this organization like this not have a city mansion, and show everything in his heart to others?

Ye Qing took another deep look at the young man who was lying weakly, with pain in his eyes, and immediately said to the black-haired man, "Let's go out and talk."

Sen Owai happily replied: "My honor, beautiful lady."

The man said to Zhongya Zhongya who was standing beside him: "Chuya, then please take everyone except Ms. Ye to the lounge for a while."

When they heard the lounge, the eyelids of the group could not help but twitch slightly.

Lounge... If the same thing happened a few more times, I'm afraid they will never go to the lounge in their lifetime.This is a huge psychological shadow.

Zhong Yuanzhong also bowed slightly and replied: "Yes, leader."

Several people obediently got up and followed.

They know that the following content is probably not suitable for them to listen to...

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"Then I'll get straight to the point, Ms. Ye." Now Sen Owai still put on a suit and a bright red scarf, matching the dimly lit chief's room at this time, it looks quite oppressive.

"Ah, how do you speak..." Sen Ouwai crossed his fingers, as if he was remembering something, his eyes looked far away, "The first time I saw Che Jun was on a winter night."

That day, it was snowing heavily.

In the dilapidated small clinic, a decadent man in a white coat held down a black-haired, kite-eyed little boy who was happily mixing antihypertensive and booster drugs with a headache, and sighed: "Mr. Dazai, this is not acceptable. "

"Huh? But I think something fun will happen this way." The boy jumped off the counter, with childlike curiosity in his eyes.

"Well, what about this..." Before the man finished speaking, he was interrupted by a loud knock on the door.

Sen Owai opened the door of the clinic.

But the uninvited guest outside the door was beyond any of his expectations.

——It was a little boy with silver hair who looked at most two or three years younger than Dazai.

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and frost condensed on them.

Sen Owai raised his eyebrows.Oh, this is really...

The little boy in front of him, because he was still young, seemed to have a gender-neutral, androgynous beauty.

Although he looks good, the clothes on his body are really tattered like the children in the slums.

And when the little boy was being looked at by the two, the little boy was actually holding on to the last bit of consciousness and observing the two.

After seeing it clearly, he hooked his lips in self-deprecating manner.

Really are.

The last time Fei Jia picked it up was in such a snowy day.

Now, is it again... Besides, he doesn't look like a good person...

But he didn't have the strength to struggle anymore.

He stared fixedly at the bandaged little boy on the other side, and then fell straight in the direction of the little boy.

Osamu Dazai had a bad idea when the boy was staring at him, and his conjecture was verified even more when he watched the boy fall to this side.

—He doesn't want to cuddle with boys.

According to the logic of his behavior, he should have nimbly jumped to the side, perfectly avoiding the place where the silver-haired boy was going to fall, and let his already injured and cold body hit the cold floor, and then looked at him indifferently. The doctor picked up the boy, and reprimanded him a few words in a hypocritical manner.

But it was a ghostly errand, and he didn't dodge it.

The kite-eyed little boy directly caught the boy's body.

It starts off soft and piping hot.

As if he had been electrocuted, he panicked and wanted to throw people aside, but he didn't know how to do it, so he had to look aside Sen Ouwai who was watching the scene happily.

The two made silent eye contact.

— Come on, get this man off of me.

——Eh, but doesn't Dazai-kun seem to like him very much?

—…Are you blind, doctor.

——Okay, here we go...

But when Mori Ougai was about to take the little boy off Dazai's body, an unexpected scene happened.

The silver-haired little boy held on to little Dazai's sleeve, refusing to let go no matter what.

Dazai's face stiffened.

Little Dazai looked at the ridicule and ridicule that was about to overflow from the adult on the opposite side, gritted his teeth, and tried a little harder to put down the little boy who was leaning on him like a sloth.

Who knows.

Surprise flashed in Dazai's eyes.

That power just now was... a different ability?

But he clearly has a disqualification in the world.

This is an extreme anti-different ability, and no ability can be invalidated on him.

The doctor on the other side also saw this scene, and the contempt in his eyes finally faded, and became serious: "—Oh, this is interesting."

Also, if he read correctly... the little boy was just struggling, and the sign on his wrist seemed to be...

From country Y, bell tower attendant.

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in the lounge.

Mr. Guangjin Liulang said hesitantly about the news he had just received: "...it's like this, everyone,"

"When you came, were you recording a variety show?"

Several people nodded in confusion.

Why do you suddenly ask this? ? ?

Is it possible to let them continue to record?

"...The news I have received now is that I hope you can continue to record this variety show while traveling in several countries."

Several people:……? ? ? ?

Are you kidding me?

They are ordinary people who can no longer be ordinary... So many things have happened, they want to quit the circle and take a rest, and let them continue the variety show?

Do you speak?

"Uh," the always elegant Mr. Guangjin couldn't hold back, but it was something that had to be conveyed, "Because of some diplomatic matters... In short, I hope you can prove that you are still very good. superior……"

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"Plus," the childish-looking detective in a detective uniform opened his green eyes, "the need for the process of world integration..."