I decided to debut after dressing up as a real person

In the dark corner of the park in the middle of the night, the cool moonlight covered the desolate park with a layer of light silver gauze, and the wind blowing through the leaves made a low "rustling" sound, like a devil whispering, and the whole park presented a gloomy horror feel.

The location of the park is relatively remote. In the middle of the night, as usual, there are no people, no people, but there are ghosts.A group of spell spirits of various lengths but all of the same underworld gathered in a quiet corner of the park, and there were constant piercing and gloomy discussions.

"Flash mob is a word I saw from the forum before. It seems that in their human beings, this word probably means short-lived performance art. Quickly leave again."

The curse spirit holding the urn had a holy light on her face. She was ready to support the real person offline. It was her lifelong regret that she did not support offline during the re-recording of the first performance.

"We can inquire about the program sequence of the second performance in advance, and rush to the scene to support the real adults when they are on stage. There are many ordinary humans on the scene, and it takes time for the magician to react. One stage of the real adults is only 6 Just finish the support and leave the scene quickly before the conjurer arrives to respond, so as to avoid casualties caused by direct conflict."

The curse spirit holding the urn touched the real person's iconic light gray suture on the urn, and opened his mouth slowly.

"About offline support, I also searched a lot of information in the forum, and finally chose a plan. Our curse spirits must be distinguished from ordinary support from other ordinary humans. We must be unique and let other ordinary humans see it. Our curse spirits are stronger than them even in support, more unexpected than them!"

"Good! Offline support!"

"Okay! Give real adults offline support!!!"

Looking around because of her few speeches, the spirits of the magic spirits were boiling for a moment, the spirit of the magic spirit holding the urn nodded slightly, and then spoke slowly.

"About the second offline support, we must formulate a detailed and new plan. We can no longer understand nothing like the support of the first performance. We have to come up with a new way of support. Let the real adults see our attitude, and we support and admire her fervently."

The curse spirits below nodded in agreement. This is related to the dignity of their curse spirits, and they must not lose to the group of humans.

"I will give all my eyeballs to the real person for the offline support this time! I gave one eyeball last time, but the real person confiscated it. It must be that I only gave one, which is too small and too shabby!" A curse spirit with dense eyes all over its body.

The curse spirit with three heads beside him said loudly, not to be outdone.

"Then I will give my head to the real person!"

Hearing these words, the curse spirit with eyes full of eyes was instantly unhappy, good guy, this three-headed ugly thing still imitated his speech!

"I have more eyes than you!" As he spoke, the densely packed eyes on his body whirled wildly, as if responding to what he said about having more eyes.

Hearing this, the three-headed curse spirit felt that he had been provoked. Obviously, the support gift he was going to present to the real person was the best. Who would like you with your poor eyes!

"Then my head is bigger than your little broken eyes!" As he spoke, the three heads stretched out in front of the eye-filled mantra, as if he wanted to let him witness with his own eyes whose gift is the bigger. Well bigger.

"I have more than you!"

"Mine is bigger than yours!"

"More than you!"

"bigger than you!"

……

"Tacky!!!" The curse spirit holding the urn interrupted the dispute between the two. The sharp voice was like fingernails scratching the blackboard, which made people get goosebumps. "This is the first performance The support tricks that have been used are not new at all, real adults will not be surprised."

The scene became quiet again, and under her control, the curse spirit holding the urn continued to speak: "About the offline support for the second performance stage of the real adult, I have made several plans according to the forum, and the one that was finalized recently The result is that we, the mantras, sing and dance an original cheer dance for the real adults together."

"Original support dance?"

"What is this, I have never heard of it."

"Yeah yeah."

The group of curse spirits began to whisper to each other, discussing the unfamiliar vocabulary that appeared.

The curse spirit holding the urn had long been prepared for the doubts of other curse spirits, she lifted her chin proudly and began to explain.

"Singing and dancing, you should understand what it means, it is an activity carried out by real adults."

"I know that Master Daoist wins the trust of ordinary humans by singing and dancing silently."

"Yes, that's right. On the one hand, my choice of singing and dancing is also a tribute to the real person. Original means a new work completed independently. The singing and dancing on the market are all created by humans, and none of them are created by us! Not a single song! The singing and dancing created by humans does not conform to the identity of our curse spirits. The real adults are forced to choose human singing and dancing just to paralyze human beings, but our support does not take so much into account. We want original singing and dancing support! Come out of us The unique style of the mantra!"

"well said!"

"I already have some ideas about the singing in the original singing and dancing. I will say a few words about the lyrics for you to listen to first. We are the curse spirits of the underworld. We eat human beings raw, gnaw human beings raw, cut off their heads, eat Brains, gouging out eyes..."

The overly eerie and sharp voice of the curse spirit combined with the lyrics of the underworld has won unanimous praise from other spell spirits.

"Okay!!! You are really talented, you are what humans call Wenqu Xingxia!"

"It really fits our identity as a curse spirit! The real person will definitely like it very much, and she will definitely be very moved!"

Facing the flattery of the curse spirits, the curse spirit holding the urn did not change his face until she heard another curse spirit say that a real person would like it, and she became shy for a moment, with a crack in the corner of her mouth from the root of her left ear to the root of her back ear. With a shy smile, it was rare to say embarrassedly.

"It's my honor for real adults to like it. I will create dances in a few days."

A little curse spirit in the curse spirit group hesitated for a while, but still raised his question, interrupting the chaos of the curse spirit group as if celebrating the scene.

"If you want to support offline, even if you run away after a short support, you must first ask Mr. Lehu and Mr. Hanayu for their consent."

As soon as these words came out, all the preparations that the curse spirits were excited about were extinguished, and the fiery atmosphere of the scene cooled down in an instant, leaving only the sound of wind howling like ghosts and wolves in the ears.

The curse spirits looked at each other, each had their own ideas, but none of them wanted to break the peaceful atmosphere of the scene.

The curse spirit who couldn't understand the atmosphere of the scene spoke again bluntly: "Should we find a representative of the curse spirit first to ask Lord Louhu and Lord Huayu for their opinions."

After a long silence, the curse spirit holding the urn finally stood up: "If there is no spell spirit, I will go and talk to Lord Huayu and Master Lehu."

After the impromptu meeting, the curse spirits went back to their respective homes, each looking for their own mothers, and the curse spirit holding the urn was left alone in the desolate park. Absorb the energy of facing Leuhu and Huayu.

Woohoo, she regretted it.

She regretted it when she said that she was going to face Mrs. Louhu and Mrs. Hanayu. Huh, Mrs. Liuhu is so fierce that she would blow up at once, but she really wanted to support Mr. Zhenren offline.

Or ask other netizens for their answers.

Crouching in the corner, a curse spirit silently closed to himself, took out his mobile phone, and opened the forum to post.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo(ery

1L [jjxx has no heart]

Hmm, are you an adult?

2L【sjjdhdhdhsyyd】

I have lived for over 100 years.

3L [jjxx has no heart]

Laughing at me, I have lived for more than 100 years, please don’t make jokes. If you are financially independent, you can buy a ticket by yourself. Listen to the words of the elders.

4L【sjjdhdhdhsyyd】

I don’t need to buy tickets, the main thing is that I don’t dare to disobey the adults at home, and the adults are also for our own good, because when I went back to watch the live stage, I met a blind white-haired madman, and a sister was injured, so the adults will not let me go. We went.

5L [jjxx has no heart]

Ah, the elders in the family are also thinking about your safety.

6L【sjjdhdhdhsyyd】

But the adults themselves also want to go to the scene to support the real adults.

……

On the white-gold sandy beach, Leuhu stood on the side of the beach chair, wearing a pink skirt given by a real person. Opened the forum as usual, searched for real people, checked the latest news related to the forum, and was inspired to be the front line of real people's brainless fans .

Most of the posts related to real people on the forum are praises and Amway, or discuss real people's underworld endorsement urns.

Leu Hu's huge red pupils narrowed in satisfaction, and nodded happily at the recent acquaintances of humans on the forum.

He is now the poisonous only of the notorious Keyboard Man real person on the forum, and the keyboard man next to him is another Gojo Satoru named "Modou Xijiufu My Love", and Gojo Satoru is the supreme black fan of the real person on the forum.

Leuhu and Gojo Satoru became famous on the forum for their long-term tireless sparring, which was even more punctual than civil servants at work, and they were known as the "Forum Keyboard Heroes".

One of the two heroes, Liu Hu, saw the latest real-life-related posts after browsing through real-person's boasting posts.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooix

The pink bowknot skirt was paired with a fierce expression, and the voice uttered the words 'woo woo woo' violently.

Xia Youjie, who was lying on the beach chair beside him, felt that he was once again strongly polluted mentally. Although he gradually became familiar with the image of Leuhu wearing a small skirt these days, he was still caught off guard and shocked. arrive.

Leu Hu and Hua Yu’s daily life is to make rankings for real people, vote for real people, and chat with netizens who are online real people’s black fans. From his observation, Leu Hu’s hand speed is far behind when he was a keyboard man for the first time. It has been greatly improved, and now it has reached an astonishing cursing speed of over [-] per hour. In the forum, one curse spirit can scold a group of black fans.

After reading the title of the post, Leu Hu frowned, white smoke began to be faintly emitted from the volcano head, and the entire curse spirit showed signs of explosion.

Which ants are not allowed to support real people offline! ! !

How can our super-level magic spirit master not have enough for them to go to the offline support, ants without vision!

When Leu Hu picked up the phone, she snapped her fingers and typed a long sentence in the blink of an eye.

7L [Volcano Supreme Overlord]

After living for more than 100 years, you are so cowardly, the landlord, you are a real ant!What are you afraid of!That grown-up is a fool and a coward at first glance, so cowardly, what is there to be afraid of a white-haired madman!The real brave should not be cowardly, just go straight up, the white-haired madman is not afraid at all, if you want me to say that this kind of ants are directly burned to ashes, wasting air alive.

8L【sjjdhdhdhsyyd】

That 'Volcano Supreme Overlord' you said, what should I do?

9L [Volcano Supreme Overlord]

If you want me to say, just give me a mobile phone to kill this idiot who refused to give real people offline support, and then yell at this ant, what the hell? If a mobile phone can't kill this ant, You come and tell me, and I will help you burn this ant that stopped supporting real people into slag in minutes! ! !The kind of scum that can't be picked up! ! !

10L [If you don't sleep, you will be bald]

Good guy, you are worthy of being the 'Supreme Overlord of Volcano'. You can tell if you have this familiar violent style as soon as you say it.

11L【sjjdhdhdhsyyd】

learned!Thank you 'Volcano Supreme Overlord', I'm going now, and I'll come when I go.

12L [If you don't sleep, you will be bald]

This poster will not really believe it, the idea of ​​this "Volcano Supreme" seems to be nonsense of non-mainstream elementary school students, if you go to play mixed doubles.

13L [jjxx has no heart]

This landlord is too naive, bless him not to be too miserable when he is beaten, amen.

……

In the dark corner of the park, Yoyo slowly raised a distorted face in front of the brightly lit phone screen. The long black hair crawling all over his face was like slender black bugs wriggling crazily. .

After being instructed by netizens, the curse spirit had a clear goal in an instant, as if the fog that had surrounded her for many days was pushed away by a pair of big hands pointing the maze. She was full of high confidence in convincing Lord Louhu and Lord Huayu later, and there was already a picture in her mind. The scene of supporting real adults offline.

******

Port Mafia building.

Since I saw the underworld endorsement of the long-lost subordinate on the big screen of my company last time, the Central Plains has been a little silent for the past two days, and the gentle and clear voice of the subordinate can be heard from time to time speaking the underworld endorsement.

'Angel of the Underworld' makes you feel at ease when you go and live at ease~

I have to say that this underworld is a bit over the top.

After Zhong Yuan was in a daze for a day, he recovered and searched for news about Mamako on the Internet.

This search is like discovering the New World, what is the beauty of the underworld, the real lady, the enthusiastic citizen of Yokohama, the real lady, the C debut of the real sauce...

During the short period of his business trip, he seemed to be isolated from the world, and too many things happened.

He didn't understand, but he was shocked.

After forcibly accepting this reality, Nakahara Chuya went to ask the leader, and got a puzzled sentence from the leader.

"Don't you know, Zhong Yuan, that Zhenren is a signed artist? Didn't you tell me about her debut on the show?"

The mackerel's disgusting bandaged face and the two light blue tickets to the show suddenly appeared in his mind, and suddenly he seemed to understand something.

Narrowing his blue eyes, Nakahara Chuya leaned over to bid farewell to the leader, and then walked out of the leader's office.

He put back the black bowler hat he had just taken off when he met the leader, but this didn't calm down his irritable mood, and strode forward to the mackerel's office.

Nakahara, who was always polite, didn't knock on the door, and pushed open the door of Osamu Dazai's office with a "snap".

On the clean and tidy floor in front of the desk, black urns formed a crude chair shape, Osamu Dazai, with one eye wrapped in a bandage, sat lazily on the chair made of urns, holding a crab in his hand. canned meat.

Seeing the office door being pushed open, Osamu Dazai lazily raised his head from the pile of urns to look at the person who came, his eyes were half-closed, a little dull and lifeless.

Seeing that it was Chuya Nakahara, Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a feigned warm smile.

"Yo, is it a disgusting slimy slug?"

Nakahara Nakaya's blue eyes stared at the urn that was made into a chair, and a strange silence spread in his heart, making him forget his plan to make mackerel into dried mackerel.

******

The salty sea breeze, blue waves, and light golden sands make up a perfect picture, of course, if there is no volcanic head wearing a pink bowknot skirt.

The volcanic head wearing a pink bowknot skirt, and the red Kazilan raised her eyes slightly to look at the curse spirit on the opposite side.

Leu Hu: "Why did you come to see me?"

The curse spirit, who was holding an urn and a mobile phone in one hand, hesitated for a while and spoke.

"It's about offline support from real adults."

Leu Hu frowned impatiently, her gaze was full of rage, and a rough voice sounded.

"Didn't you say it last time?! Are you so stupid to read the messages on your phone?! Cancel the offline support for real people."

The curse spirit, who was stared at by Liuhu's death gaze, was suddenly under great pressure. The pressure from the super magic spirit made her froze, and the squirming hair on her face remained motionless.

She took a deep look at the urn endorsed by a real person in her hand, and then opened the forum to look at the reply of 'Volcano Supreme Overlord', filled with inexplicable power in her heart, and took a deep breath.

He raised his mobile phone and smashed it into Huantou's face.

"Feudal Patriarch Sine!!!"