A broken waist warning from a god judge

The men with swords and swords have long forgotten about the idol career that was kicked out of the shelves, and when Yun Jin suddenly mentioned it, they even had the illusion that they seemed to be a world away.

As an elderly person, one of the necessary skills is to be able to forget while forgetting, otherwise the memories accumulated over the long years will one day overwhelm us, just like we can recall the throbbing of our first love, but want to Can't remember what the other party looks like.

And becoming an idol, for swordsmen, is the forgotten part.

"You must have forgotten."

Yun Jin looked over one by one, most of Fu Sangshen's expressions were blank.

"It seems that you have been floating in the universe for too long. You have forgotten what you should do as an Aishulu. I will contact Atobu and re-arrange the training courses for you."

Then someone quietly stepped on Rantoshiro's foot.

"It hurts, hello!"

There were too many feet under the table, and it was impossible to tell who stepped on him for a while.

But is it important?Absolutely not.

"I think your proposal is very good, my lord."

Facing the murderous eyes around him, Luan calmly said, "Although the reality show is already considered a half-debut, but if you want to stay popular in the entertainment industry for a long time, it is very important to improve your personal ability."

"For example, I really want to learn vocal music and dance. It would be even better if I could invite someone to train my acting skills."

"Your awareness is very good."

Yun Jin was not stingy with his praise.

"Does anyone else have any suggestions? If not, just talk nonsense, please Atobu and the others make arrangements."

Her eyes were full of expectation, and she looked at the other swords.

"Speaking of which, I've always been curious. Master, when you address Mr. Atobe and the others, you seldom refer to Mr. Jun. Why?"

Sanriyue Zongjin smiled and changed the topic: "If the relationship is close enough, it would be better to call him by name, but you don't seem to have any thoughts on this, my lord."

"It's very simple, because there are too many syllables in Japanese." Little Hammer frowned, "Look at my name, and the names of my classmates and friends, everyone basically has two syllables or three syllables, and few people call them four. .”

"As a result, Atobu's and their names, if called in their full names, would have six syllables."

"If it's called XX-kun... the pronunciation of JIBUJUN will always appear in my mind... Really, it's so stupid..."

There is always a sense of shame that Two-dimensional is publicly executed.

Hey, Atobe-kun or something... This friend, are you also a good partner of our Two-dimensional?

Embarrassment is going to happen.

After hearing Yun Jin's answer, Fu Sangshen remained silent.

Is this why, Lord, you address us, some seem close and some seem distant?

"You too, the name, no, the syllables are so long. Fortunately, you have learned Chinese now. I can understand you when I call you Sanriyue or Sanming."

"...Give me back what I lost, bastard!"

Ai Ran Guojun looked sad and indignant: "You always call me Ai Ran, and I thought it was because you were dissatisfied with me."

"Of course not."

Why are you such an unintelligent Yazi with Yunjin's face: "I call you Airan simply because Airan sounds better than Guojun."

"It's the same with Akashi."

"Then me, too?" Fudo Xingguang's eyes were full of lifelessness, "Fudo not sound better than Xingguang? Is that so?"

"No, none of them sound good."

Yun Jin unceremoniously attacked: "And you have a lot of the same name, if Fujishiro's big family is only called Toshiro, a dozen Toshiro will turn their heads to look at me, it's too scary gone."

"So please keep calling me messy from now on."

Ranto Shiro approached Yunjin, his smile deepened slightly: "No wonder you always ask us to call you by your name..."

"Whoever dares to call me Master outside when I go out will deduct my salary and pocket money!"

When it comes to this, Yunjin has to tell Fu Sangshen well: "Call me Lord on the street, everyone will think you are sick."

I don't want to be regarded by passers-by as the one with a bad brain!

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, the dishes are getting cold, you should eat more, after all, use the teleportation array to go back later."

"Why do you need to go through the teleportation array?" Karasuma frowned slightly, "I remember that you can fly."

The teleportation array is very powerful, but for the mourning god, the plane is more attractive.

"If there is no exit record, there is an entry record. Will we be treated specially by the customs?"

— Well, you are right.

Fu Sangshen was a little depressed.

Since entering this campus, the swordsmen feel that they have been in a passive state and can only let it go. They don't know what they can do or what they should do.

"The teleportation array I walked this time was officially opened, unlike the channel I opened that has no side effects at all. People who walked through said that they felt like they were stuffed into a washing machine and spun around crazily."

So before teleporting, enjoy the food.

Everyone who turned around would vomit cleanly, wishing to take out their stomachs.

Yunjin looked at the Fusangshen with sympathy.

"Can I ask a question?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga tilted his head: "We have no entry records and have to go through the official channel. Don't you really want to send us to the police?"

"Grandpa will communicate with the official side."

With reliable parents behind her to support her, Yunjin made great efforts: "Actually, if you want to, you can choose to work here after getting tired of working in the entertainment industry."

"Although most of the retrograde troops and non-violating officers you encountered were controlled by the knife maker."

"But in the land where you are, there are indeed people who have the same idea and are doing similar things."

"I was on a mission before, and I met someone who yelled how a woman can be an emperor, and wanted to stir up the timeline, change the past and affect the future."

--ridiculous.

The feudal dynasty has fallen for so many years, and they still want to restore the monarchy.Yun Jin simply and neatly sent him to meet his ancestors, and asked those old people who were fighting on the front line of the cause of liberation to teach their disobedient descendants a lesson.

"Then he was killed by me... In short, you are welcome to apply for the exam."

With a wave of her hand, Yun Jin tried her best to poach the corner.

After stuffing her little brother into her team, Yunjin's workload will be reduced by a lot. She is looking forward to her appearance when she is free. She must be lying on a mountain made of gems and rolling happily.

"You must work hard!"

With twinkling eyes, Yun Jin cheered Fu Sangshen: "The civil servant exam is not difficult, you will definitely pass it."

"It's just that my lord, are you sure that we can take the exam?"

Xiaohuwan twitched her hair, and said with doubts in her tone, "We are also considered foreigners, and there should be many restrictions."

"We'll talk about that later."

Yun Jin raised her chin and refused to answer: "Anyway, you should do your job well first."

The Fusangshen's hair color and eye color are very conspicuous, and their clothes are also available in various styles. If they are allowed to go out like this, after walking 100 meters, a huge tourist group will form around them.

So Yun Jin handed over the wig and colored contact lenses and clothes for cross-dressing to Luan, and asked him to stare at everyone and switch to black hair and brown eyes before letting him go out.

"Actually, there are not many people who are double black."

When Fu Sangshen was changing his clothes, Yunjin gave them some popular science: "Most people's pupils are brown. I don't know why foreigners always say that we are double-black...how can there be so many double-black pupils?"

"They all wear black colored contact lenses and pretend they are black." Yun Jin said with certainty.

At this moment, the black-haired and black-eyed person couldn't help but sneezed.

"We have become ordinary enough, but you, the judge?"

The girl standing in front of them still had the familiar blond hair and red eyes, with two double ponytails dotted with cute bowknots, paired with that cute and fluffy knee-length dress, she looked different from ordinary flower growers. a certain distance.

"I?"

Yun Jin pointed to herself: "Take me as a fully armed LO mother."

She handed out her mobile phone and change one by one, waved to Fu Sangshen, and happily walked to the distance by herself. At the entrance of the mall, there were already people waiting there, and Yunjin hugged the little hammer as soon as she passed by.

"That's your newly recruited tool man, oh no, you heard it wrong, I mean the subordinate."

"Quantitatively, it's been great."

Qingran hugged Yunjin several times before letting go: "And he's handsome."

"Handsome?"

Yun Jin glanced at Qing Ran in shock: "I don't think she is as handsome as grandpa, even the teacher and her sometimes men's clothing can't compare to it."

"Don't compare yourself with those two gods."

Squeezing Yunjin's face, Qingran, who had just finished hugging the hammer, didn't feel tired at all, and wanted to take the hammer to eat and eat: "During the time you've been away, I'm going to miss you to death."

"Because there is no such easy-to-use tool person as me."

Knowing Qingran's capitalist nature very well, Yun Jin subconsciously complained back: "The old woman who often gets stuck with our funds, she must still be stuck."

"how could be."

Qingran looked back with a smile: "She's been busy with the sunset lately."

"With whom." Yunjin asked immediately.

"And an old man recently recruited by our department."

"..."

Be ruthless or you are ruthless.

Yunjin was defeated by Qingran.

"I heard that you will go back with them in the future?" Qingran counted the vacation in hand, "Why don't I go with you this time."

"what?"

"People have almost searched for useful tools in China, so I have to develop them outward."

Qing Ran showed Yun Jin her target: "I heard that in this Cao Mo family, there are people possessed by the twelve zodiac signs."

"And the twelve zodiac signs have been my florist's stuff since ancient times."

So the possessed person is also a member of our flower growers.

This is Qingran's logic.