I decided to debut after dressing up as a real person

"Have you checked the ticket? Ah! You are such a big man, you have hands and feet, and you don't seem to have any defects. Do you have the nerve to evade the fare?" The staff in security uniform stopped Xia Youjie and started a long journey Preaching.

Looking at the chattering ants in front of him, Xia Youjie's slender fox eyes narrowed slightly, making them look even smaller.

"I know real people who participated in "IDOL Creation Camp 101"."

The staff touched their heads in embarrassment and smiled apologetically.

"Ah, so you know Miss Zhenzhen, you should have said it earlier, then you can call her now, and I will let you in."

Telephone! ?

Tsk, where did he get the real person's phone number? If he had a real person's contact number, he wouldn't use it to contact the real person on the spot. Their plan is about to start, and they will go missing temporarily to make their debut.

Xia Youjie touched the corners of the five cassocks, looked at the expectant and eager eyes of the staff, couldn't answer for a while, and fell into a long silence.

Glancing at the silent Xia Youjie, the staff made a definition in their minds. He is another person who slaps his face to make him fat, and he also said he knew a real person. He also said that day that he knew Tsun Helian.

If the fake monk really knew the real person, the sows would all climb the tree.

But the staff was very caring and didn't expose him on the spot, and continued to persuade him earnestly to turn his back on his way and turn his back on the shore.

"Fare evasion is not something we should do as a social and moral citizen. We must abide by the law and be a moral and principled social citizen. We should not fare evasion..."

Xia Youjie looked indifferently at the chattering staff in front of him. His eyes were flat, as if he was looking at a fish that had already been on the cutting board and was still alive and kicking. He didn't know the situation where he was being slaughtered. He thought calmly Look at the possibility of killing him now without attracting the conjurer.

It's just an ordinary human being who dares to preach to him all the time, what a super mantra spirit is a moral and principled citizen of society.

Finally, Xia Youjie's killing intent became more and more intense, and the staff stopped their chattering and preaching a second before he couldn't help but prepare to do it.

Seeing Xia Youjie obediently listening to him finish his long sermon, the staff felt a sense of satisfaction in their hearts, completely unaware that he had just brushed shoulders with death, and it seemed that he was not completely hopeless.

Like a good brother, he reached out to help Xia Youjie smooth out the wrinkles on his collar, and patted him on the shoulder with seriousness, speaking earnestly.

"Apart from your small eyes, you are excellent in other conditions. We have to rely on our own hands and feet to create wealth for such a handsome guy, instead of choosing to evade fares and go whoring for nothing. I am optimistic about you! The prodigal son will never change his money! Come on!"

After speaking, he put his arms around his shoulders, and the two left like good brothers.

Looking at the back of Xia Youjie who was dragged away by the staff, Leu Hu gloated and laughed on the spot.

This Xia Youjie always had the feeling that he was smart, so he was superior to other curse spirits. When I taught him how to use a mobile phone, he felt a little speechless. Now that he was sanctioned by an ordinary human, he died of laughter.

Leu Hu blinked Kazilan's big eyes, and shouted at the back of Xia Youjie who was being dragged away: "Xia Youjie, stay outside and wait for us to watch the real-life performance before coming to see you."

After speaking, a group of curse spirits entered the venue in a mighty manner, and the whole venue instantly became the feeling of a supernatural filming scene.

******

The supreme VVVIP seat in the front row.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

"Yuanzi, do you have a feeling that the stage scene has become colder, and the whole scene has a gloomy feeling." Mao Lilan rubbed her arms tightly, trying to warm her cold arms by rubbing.

"Ah, is it cold? Maybe the atmosphere at the scene is too hot, and the program crew turned the air conditioner down too low." Sonoko Suzuki, who was immersed in calling and screaming, was interrupted, she turned her head to look at the short-sleeved Mao Li Lan and himself in short-sleeved clothes.

"I'll call and have a new coat delivered."

The little boy in the blue suit jumped off the comfortable chair as soon as he heard Mao Lilan's words, and took off the blue suit he was wearing.

"Sister Xiaolan, why don't you cover it with my coat first." Edogawa Conan handed the coat that he took off to Mao Lilan.

"Didn't you think you're such a gentleman--" Seeing the blue suit being handed to Mao Lilan, Sonoko Suzuki raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and silently stretched out his hands from behind, He pinched Conan's soft face and gave it a hard slap before letting go.

Mao Lilan took the coat from Conan's hand and put it on, bent over and gently touched Conan's hair.

"Thank you, Conan-kun."

Suzuki Sonoko stretched out a hand to touch his chin, looked at the blue suit that looked a little too small on Mao Lilan for a while, thought for a moment and said: "Xiaolan, is the coat a little too small? I'd better call Send me a coat."

"Yonko, don't bother, it's fine." Mao Lilan reached out to stop Suzuki Sonoko from making a phone call.

Conan's glasses reflected light for a moment, revealing his original blue eyes again.

His eyes lightly swept across the exquisite stage scene. The stage was light white, and the giant screen exuded light blue fluorescence. The colorful lights were lit up, and the excited fans around him, all kinds of luminous light signs, and the ears were full of excitement. scream.

It seems that everything is normal, so where does the strange feeling in his heart come from? Conan lowered his head and pondered, something is wrong.

Suddenly, the shoulders were heavy, and the feeling of weight came from the shoulders, as if something was pressing on the shoulders.

Edogawa Conan frowned, looked at the sore shoulder, only to see nothing on the empty shoulder.

"I'm so tired from hugging this head, let's put it on the shoulder of the kid next to me first." While complaining, Manu Ling put his bloody head on Edogawa Conan's shoulder, saying fidgety He touched the scarlet and wriggling flesh tissue from the incision on his neck.

"Oh, I accidentally tore out the blood vessel, why can't it be plugged back in?" The headless mantra took the torn out blood vessel and froze in place helplessly.

A withered and distorted face in the crowd lifted up quietly, the empty eye sockets were dark, two eyeballs disappeared, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down the dry cheeks.

The sharp and distorted voice seemed to crawl from the ground.

"There are so many people, my eyeballs fell to the ground and I can't find them, can you let me go, I'm really annoying!!!"

The black-haired young man with one eye wrapped in a bandage lazily passed through the crowd, with an interesting smile on his face, his pace fluctuated fast and slow, without any rules.

"Please make way, my seat is over there."

"I found it, it's my eyeball!!!" Curse Ling looked ecstatically at the two eyeballs lying quietly on the floor. The two eyeballs were covered with dense red bloodshot eyes, and the black pupils were so huge that they occupied the eyeballs. half the area.

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes dully, his face was flat, and he walked slowly towards his seat, as if he couldn't see the purgatory scene around him.

The curse spirit jumped happily at the eyeball on the ground, ready to put the eyeball back into the socket, at the moment when its white bony hand was about to touch the eyeball.

A black boot fell from the sky and precisely stepped on the round eyeball in front of it.

The saddest thing in the world is nothing more than seeing hope in front of you, and then watching it being crushed by others.

Its dark eyes are full of sorrow, if the eyes can kill a person, Dazai Osamu must be riddled with wounds by now.

"Eh? I seem to have stepped on something." Dazai Osamu narrowed his beautiful kite eyes in confusion, the gorgeous pupils shone with tiny light, and then he was full of a smile.

The boots on the eyeballs crushed: "It must be an illusion."

Seeing that the black boots stepped on the eyeballs and crushed them hard, the heart of the mantra was like shattered glass, which shattered on the ground and could not be picked up.

"I'm going to kill him!!! Kill him!!! Gouging out his eyeballs and dancing on his eyeballs!!! Don't any of you try to stop me!!!"

The curse spirit rushed towards Osamu Dazai in grief, and the curse spirit who voted on the forum grabbed it to stop him, and persuaded him.

"Today is the first performance of the real adults, we can't mess things up, bear it, bear it." The hair on her face was squirming wildly. She was also grieving for the curse spirit who lost her eyeballs, but at this moment she In her heart, she frantically prayed that the young man with one eye wrapped in a bandage would go away quickly, and she felt that she couldn't hold it any longer.

I don't know if he heard her voice, but Osamu Dazai finally moved his eyeball foot, his pace was extremely slow, as if he had turned on the slow motion function of the video.

"The supreme VVVIP special viewing seat, so it's here." Ignoring the howling ghosts and wolves in his ears, Osamu Dazai looked around with a smile, finally found the direction, walked straight to the seat, and sat down on the right side of Edogawa Conan .

Seeing Osamu Dazai sitting next to him, Conan's glasses reflected light for a moment, and his lips were slightly pursed. The young man's behavior just now was very strange, as if he didn't want money for bandages.

Osamu Dazai looked over with a smile, and Conan immediately showed a naive and brilliant smile.

Fortunately, Osamu Dazai quickly looked away, as if it was just an accidental glance.

Kita eyes narrowed happily, Osamu Dazai leaned back on the comfortable seat with great interest, Miss Makoto's performance was really interesting, the poor dead slug missed it just like that.

The curse spirit was still holding the crushed eyeballs in place and was heartbroken.

The head of the volcano touched his chin and looked around the fans at the scene. The fans were all holding colorful lights, fancy but good-looking support objects. The support objects radiated various lights in the venue, and the lights intertwined and merged into a bright sea of ​​stars. .

"Why do they have that...glowing thing!" The volcano head began to smoke, and the leaky coral exploded again.

Isn't it just glowing!

He can too! ! !

A large amount of white smoke came out, hot red magma began to emerge from the top of Leuhu's volcanic head, and the top of Chenggong's head emitted a fiery red light.

The people around shouted why it suddenly became so hot, and Liuhu watched with satisfaction that the light of the magma was not to be outdone in the sea of ​​lights, and was unique.

Leuhu laughed triumphantly.

That's it!That's it!That's it!Ordinary humans still want to compare with their curse spirits, but that's all.

Hua Yu hesitated at the side, wondering whether to remind him for a while, ordinary humans can't see them at all under normal circumstances, and naturally they can't see the red light from the Leuhu magma, so it's useless to fight for this victory.

The lights of the venue dimmed in an instant, blue light like a deep sea spread out on the stage, the lifting platform rose, and Mamako and other trainees appeared on the dreamy stage.

There was a violent sound wave at the scene, and the screams seemed to break through the sky, and the fans in the audience waved their aids.

The strong mantra power filled the whole scene, and the audience seemed to be a purgatory like a sea of ​​blood. All kinds of mantra spirits were crowded in the crowd, all over the eyes, on the walls, on the ceiling, everywhere.

With stumped limbs and broken arms, countless strange-shaped curse spirits intertwined and twisted, squirming flesh, scarlet blood, piercing howls of ghosts and wolves in the ears, and a sea of ​​blood and purgatory filled the eyes.

In the front row are the off-white Hanayu and the walking Mt.

Mamako looked at the devastated situation under the stage, she looked at the lifting platform that had already belonged to the stage, and wondered whether the consideration of life could go back now.

It must be the wrong way for the elevator to open.

Yes, the way to open it is wrong, just open it again.