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

Gu Nanguan had a decent smile on his face: "Then everyone is also very curious about the identities of the row of handsome guys next to me,"

"—They are all flying guests of this episode."

【? ? ? 】

[What's wrong with the program group?Flying guests?The one without warning?There are so many more? 】

[Which big company wants to form a boy group...? 】

Although Gu Nanguan couldn't see the bullet screen at this time, he could roughly guess the reaction of some netizens through the headset and previous speculation.

The true identity cannot be revealed for sure.

So I can only introduce the superficial identity that can be found...

The three family members of the variety show are also very curious.

Director Zhong didn't let out any rumors before... It's too abnormal.

Suddenly added so many people.

Ordinary variety shows don't do this, even if the Fortress Flying guests will greet the original guests, at least they know who they are, and they won't be caught off guard when they start broadcasting like this.

The young man recalled the materials he had hastily recorded in the past three days, with a stiff smile on his face.

At any rate... we should also arrange some more common identities.

The young people introduced one by one: "This exotic (?) blond boy is a veritable working maniac... As far as I know, he currently has three jobs?"

Toru Amuro greeted the camera with a smile: "Hi everyone, I am Toru Amuro. Please give me your advice~"

Although normally speaking, it is extremely unsafe for police officers like them to appear on the screen, especially those who work as undercover agents.

Especially Jing Guang.

Although all the background files have been completely cleared, with the help of the young man left behind, Jing Guang can now walk around in the Metropolitan Police Department openly and aboveboard, performing the duties of a policeman without being caught by the police. Layers of protection, or a life of hiding with a different face.

... I don't know why, anyway, when the last time was the most outrageous, the people in the organization clearly saw Scotland, but they just passed by indifferently.

That was a code member who participated in the hunt for Scotland at that time.

It's just...the two of them, in comparison, are the most suitable candidates.

If it works, and the worlds merge perfectly, then they...

Then you can really walk on the street openly and aboveboard without any worries, and you don't have to shrink back because of the darkness.

Qian Yuche was also thinking about matters related to Toru Amuro and Jing Guang.

The main trouble is the black organization... not a big problem.

That boss probably won't last long.

However, the Black Organization is, after all, a huge dark organization that has been criss-crossing the world for nearly half a century. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, so it should not be taken lightly.

The silver-haired boy silently looked at the black-skinned man with a bright and hearty smile.

…Having six jobs, so far.

That's awesome, and it looks like it's been going on for quite some time.

No sudden death yet.

Does luck still guarantee the body...?

The silver-haired boy's thoughts wandered for a moment, and he turned his attention to Zhu Fu Jingguang who was at the side.

At this time, Gu Nanguan also introduced the cat-eyed man: "This is Mr. Zhu Fu Jingguang, he is a policeman."

Qian Yuche looked at the bent blue cat eyes of the person next to him, which gradually overlapped with the man in his memory, and was rarely in a daze.

...I found out when I saw him.

It turned out that it has been so long.

He is no longer Scotland carrying a sniper rifle in his piano box, nor is he the Midori River Hikari who would make delicious little cakes for him in the safe house and gently (painfully) call him to get up every day.

But an upright policeman, Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Gu Nanguan introduced other people one by one. The relatively normal ones were math teacher Doppo Kunikida, government employee Ango Sakaguchi, and the ones who were a little strange... were the magician Chuya Nakahara, whose nickname was "Gravity Messenger".

Even more strange, it must be Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie, the teachers of the Religious Academy.

Xia Youjie felt very tired.

Why is it called religion—wouldn’t it be good to just say it’s a teacher.

What the hell is Satoru thinking.

The barrage response was very enthusiastic.

【Fuck, just now I thought it was a boy group group that some company wanted to promote... or the kind that spent a lot of money to cultivate, now it doesn't look like it? 】

[They all have jobs, like government employees or something, so it's unlikely that they will become celebrities. 】

[The end of the universe is Kao Gong... Who would want to come to the entertainment circle if he can have a solid job...]

[I have to say, the one named Gojo Satoru!I want to know all his information within three seconds! !Not at all inferior to Yun Che's godly appearance - especially those eyes - awsl! 】

[And that black-skinned boy! 555 The man who stepped on my xp!Speaking of working three jobs...!Is it really not exhausting? I can’t even get a job now (.]

After a series of discussions on the barrage (licking the screen), someone finally pointed it out weakly,

[By the way, none of you noticed,]

[Several flying guests, led by Gojo Satoru—seemed to be looking in the direction of Ye Yinghou at the end?Whether it's Ye Yinghou or Yun Che, I can't see clearly...]

The vast number of supernatural netizens were taken aback for a moment, and then excitedly released the screen recording just now to observe it repeatedly.

[!It seems that it is really——]

Gu Nanguan who heard this feedback through the headset: ...

He glanced faintly at a certain white-haired magician.

You really don't hold back at all.

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On the bus to the designated location of the program group.

The previous hijacking incident was only downplayed, but the incident that so many people watched at that time, let alone the incident that involved the main line, could not be completely erased.

So when seeing Toru Amuro, Xie Yun almost immediately remembered the action of this man on the plane and that pink-haired squinting-eyed nimble subduing criminal.

...How could it be an ordinary migrant worker?

After all, Gu Nanguan doesn't specialize in the entertainment industry, so he is currently in a closed state.

He just needs to control and pay attention to the development of the situation.

In terms of the entertainment industry, it is better to leave it to the professionals.

... If he says something wrong and causes any bad reaction, he will vomit blood.

Since the distance is a bit far away, everyone knows that this is an invisible link to express themselves, so the atmosphere in the car is still lively.

"Mr. Wutiao, you and Mr. Xia You are teaching in a religious school...?" Bao Ming patted Xiao Baozi's head and asked curiously.

Xie Yun also pricked up her ears silently.

A man with hundreds of thousands of shirts...

Seeing Gojo Satoru rubbing his chin and thinking in a very unfathomable manner, Bao Ming accidentally chose to forget how unreliable this person was on the plane. , it's quite bluffing, "If it's inconvenient, just pretend I didn't ask..." After all, religious schools...

Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru waved his hand, and said very generously: "It's convenient, why is it inconvenient." The man who secretly poked at the silver-haired boy for a long time seemed to finally remember that he still has a task to promote the integration of the world, and said generously ,

"In fact, it's easy to say. Our school is to help people reduce the damage of negative emotions through physical means." As he said, he put his hands together very devoutly, "May the world be peaceful~ less ugly things~"

Bao Ming:?

A group of people:? ?

Barrage:? ? ?

[What the hell, I thought the negative emotions were related to psychology...? 】

[What are physical means? ? ? 】

[This is a religious academy? (back)]

Qian Yuche had a toothache.

how to say.

... He was just at the moment when Gojo Satoru spoke.

I feel that my physique that I can switch between the two states of spell spirit and human at will is back.

Of course, just for a moment.

Qian Yuche was shocked.

...So it turns out that this level will have an effect? ? !

Bao Ming's reaction was half a beat slow before he replied: "Then, your school is really a place where many talents are born..." It can be removed by physical means.

is a talent.

"However..." Bao Ming hesitated, but in order to raise the topic, he continued to ask, "—how did you and Xiao Che meet?"

Calling Yun Che seems too unfamiliar, so let's call him Xiao Che.

The difference between these two identities is a bit far.

Bao Ming thought about it in his heart.

Yes, so far, in Xiao Che's impression, among the series of news about being unlearned and incompetent, being inferior to Yun Che, etc. It seems that the only thing that has not been overthrown is that he grew up in a small place and in the countryside. This is it.

Seeing the silver-haired boy with his eyes closed, Gojo Satoru blinked happily.

Asaha acquiesced! !

He was eloquent on the spot: "Of course it's because Asaha and I are classmates! The ones from the same class! Classmates!"

On the side, even Wu Huai cast silent gazes.

Although Gojo Satoru does look very young, but when he was introduced just now, he said that he was already 28...

Then Gojo Wu and Yun Che are almost ten years behind.

What school did you learn from? ?

Gojo Satoru saw through the blatant "unbelief" on everyone's faces.

He felt aggrieved and was leaning comfortably on the back of the chair, closing his eyes and meditating, as if all the silver-haired youths around him had nothing to do with him.

Qian Yuche noticed Gojo Satoru's gaze, and the sound of even breathing suddenly became heavier.

——It is clearly written: I am asleep, please do not disturb.jpg

[Laughing to death, this Gojo Satoru belongs to the kind without any idol baggage at all]

[Laughing to death, the ups and downs of Yun Che's chest breathing suddenly became larger, it can be said to be perfunctory]

Qian Yuche calmly (?) closed his eyes, recalled and analyzed the contents of their destination later.

World fusion... so troublesome.

Gee.

Hearing the chatter in the car turned to Toru Amuro's part-time job, the silver-haired boy chose to automatically filter the sound from his ears.

Such days... when will it pass...

Please let him quickly return to the state of walking alone. (Hands together)