A broken waist warning from a god judge

With Uncle Zetian in a large size in his left hand and Brother Gangji in a small size in his right hand, Yun Jin stood between the two of them, nodding in satisfaction, and wanted to take them to watch the live performance of Candlestick Cutting like this.

"Is that enough?"

The question came from Tsunaji, who was in a trance: "Ah, I'm sorry... I'm just not used to it for a while..."

The ten-year war is over, but the ten-year war on PTSD is not.

The enemies who popped out of nowhere, and the white flowers staring at them from nowhere, the psychological shadow left by them cannot be erased casually.

"No, your reminder is necessary."

Zetian frowned: "This world also has 'Sawada Tsunayoshi', if we show up in our true colors, we might cause him some trouble."

In the final analysis, none of them are keen on causing trouble for others, and the person who is cheated is "themselves".

"You're right."

Yun Jin thinks about her brilliant hair color, no matter how you look at it, it is so dazzling that she doesn't look like a family with them: "How about dyeing it black, a one-time hair dye, you can wash it off with warm water, and it smells good too. "

"Do you dye your hair?"

Gangji's eyes lit up slightly.

He always felt that his hair color was too light, his eyes were too big and too round, and then matched with an appearance that he wanted to be bullied, which led to his miserable career for many years.

Although later he also knew that being bullied had something to do with his appearance, but it was more closely related to his personality, but his desire to change his external image did not stop beating completely.

It’s just that when the Prison Temple and the others didn’t show up in the early stage, Gang Ji had no courage; later he had the courage, but there were various incidents that could not be solved, and there was no time at all.

Now, the moment of great anticipation finally arrived, and Tsuna was so impatient that she wanted to rub her hands together.

"If you change your hair color, how about changing your dressing style?"

Seeing the expression of another "self" two steps away from him, Zetian knew what he was excited about: "After all, he is dressed too plainly."

Sparing no effort to hit himself ten years ago, Zetian felt that what he had done was far from enough.

"Who, who is dressed plainly."

This was said dryly and without convincing at all.

Gang Ji, who still wanted to argue, was instantly stunned. The word simplicity fits him very well. Most of the time he wears simple T-shirts and trousers, and occasionally wears a suit. He is the shortest one standing with others , There is always an illusion of stealing adult clothes.

Is it my fault for not having long legs, is it my fault for being short?

Gangji resented.

"No problem, this is easy to solve."

Yunjin compared Hizawada's height, and called Yamato Mori Anding, asking him to help dye Tsunayoshi's hair and choose another set of clothes.

"If there is anything missing, just swipe the card."

She flew out a credit card and it landed in An Ding's hands: "There is still an hour before departure, is this enough time for you to handle this?"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission."

Da HeShouAnDing dragged Tsuna away.

Zetian, who stayed where he was, waved his hand to Tsunayoshi, smiling softly: "Take care of yourself, you will become my 'brother' in a while, I don't care if my brother is so handsome and my brother is so frustrated, but You should mind."

The behavior of his words to stir up a person's fighting spirit seems to be very skillful.

"Go and dye your hair, too."

Yunjin pushed Zetian out of the room: "Don't be late, Candlesticks are still waiting for us."

After waiting silently, thinking that he was going to be ignored, the candlestick at the end breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to find Xiao Sakura too, help me dye my hair, and choose a suit of clothes that suits black hair and red eyes."

She ran fast, and disappeared before she could speak. After the people in the room behind her were silent for a minute, it was like a movie when the play button was suddenly pressed, and the characters on the screen started their own actions.

They changed from a bowl of water to a scattered stream, each heading towards its own destination.

The two prison temple Hayato glared at each other, and chased their Judaimu away, but the rest of them maintained their superficial etiquette and nodded at each other, like two lines that met once and then separated completely.

What made Prison Temple X2 quite unacceptable was that when they were also ready to go out with the respected Judaime, Yun Jin jumped out and stopped them.

"It's okay to go out, but there is no place for you in today's itinerary."

In short, Judaimu wants to go out and wander by himself, and you guardians should find a place to have fun by yourself.

"why!?"

The two Guardians of Arashi said in unison: "What if Judaimu is in danger?"

"Are you questioning my abilities?"

Yun Jin showed off her thin and thin arms, she couldn't see any lethality just by looking at her appearance, so she crushed a stone with her hands next: "I don't think anyone in this world can beat me .”

The part that was not mentioned is because there are big bosses like Qingpan Fengchao.

"That's not OK."

He has long been used to following Judaime's side without retreating a single step: "Even if this is the case, I can't let go of my heart."

"The world is safe."

Zetian comforted his guardian: "I've been here for a while, and I haven't encountered any danger."

"I believe in Yunjin."

Gangji was a little distressed: "Besides, I also have the ability to protect myself, so don't worry about it, my prison temple classmate."

"Yeah yeah."

Yun Jin nodded: "Even if Ah Gang is the tenth generation of Peng Gelie and your leader, he still needs his own space to move. Is it really okay for you to push him so hard?"

"Ah Gang is just a junior high school student, use your little brains, what kind of life does a normal junior high school student lead, and what kind of life does Ah Gang lead."

"It's hard to have a short time to relax, and I have to take you with me. Think about it for yourself, is it really okay?"

The little hammer talked about the prison temple Hayato X2 so much that he couldn't lift his head.

Until the three of them left, Lanshou still blamed himself for not paying attention to Judaime's thoughts because it was all my fault.

"Look, it's another poor man who was entangled by the Lord's logic."

Hidekiri drew out his voice, lazily, and it made teeth itch: "Is your Judaime a 'normal junior high school student'? Even if he wanted to, he can't be counted as Judaime, right? "

"Since he's gone, what are you still struggling with? You have to keep up with those who are so shameless?"

His words awakened Hayato Gudera, and saw the two Lanshou standing up abruptly, about to rush towards the gate of Honmaru.

They wanted to catch up with someone who had been gone for a while.

"By the way, if you want to leave Honmaru, you have to go through the portal."

Mustache, who spread malice, reminded them: "Ordinary visitors are not qualified to open the portal freely. Those who hear it are sad and the listeners cry. You two are destined to not be able to catch up with them."

"Almost there."

Mikami Tsukimune reminded Higiri: "It seems that you have done a lot of preparations for the character you will be dubbing. This character who sprays venom at the slightest disagreement fits the character setting very well."

"It's almost time to work." He also reminded Mustache.

"understood."

Facing the work that brings him income, Higakiri guarantees an average level of dedication: "I will change my clothes and go to the recording studio. You can go first if you have something to do."

So the prison temple Hayato X2 was so ignored.

"Why don't you go to the training ground and have a look?"

Izumi Mori Kanesada, whose conscience is still online, showed them a clear path: "The ones who often spend time training there are martial idiots. If you can defeat them, it's no problem to ask them to help open the portal."

This is an upright way. Upon hearing this, Prison Temple(s) immediately thanked Izumi Shou and ran towards the training ground.

"But I don't guarantee that you can defeat them."

After finishing the unfinished words, Izumi Mamoru smiled at Horikawa Kunihiro who had been waiting for him: "We are going to set off too, today is the first time we will be on stage, so we have to be prepared."

"Yes, sir!"

Horikawa Kunihiro was so happy that his whole body was bragging.

The four who left first left the teleportation array and drove into another car.

Candlestick, who got his driver's license early on, became the driver of course. The other three sat in the back row, and Yunjin sat in the middle. Candlestick Qi just glanced at the rearview mirror, and he could see black hair and red eyes. the judge of God.

Speaking of which, I'm also brunette.

The handsome Mr. Taidao thought for three seconds, and decided to introduce these three people to his relatives when he introduced them to the staff.

Rounding off, it means that he and the God Judge are a family.

The candlestick thought happily.

Among the people sitting in the back row, Gang Ji was like a curious lamb, his eyes wandering constantly inside the car and outside the window.

"That's great." He murmured, "A peaceful world, a leisurely life, this is really bliss."

By the way, Tsuna, who had no guardian by her side, was a little flustered at first, but soon found the freedom and happiness of being alone.

"If you don't want to see them, sign out for a long-distance mission and let them hang around outside."

Zetian leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes: "I used to think that everyone would be happy only when they were together, but as I grew older, I realized the importance of personal space to a person."

"Besides, if those natural disasters stay together, it's just fighting. It's better to separate them, and you can save some maintenance costs."

"Yes, is that so?" Tsuna Ji was trembling, always feeling as if he had spied something that he shouldn't know now.

"Isn't it?" Zetian laughed lowly, "Don't you feel a lot more relaxed when you come out with us alone?"

"That's right."

Gang Ji was a little embarrassed, or he was still not used to being the leader after fighting so many times until now.

Compared with the superior-subordinate relationship between the leader and the guardian, what he wants to maintain is his friends.

But it's too hard.

Zetian, who knew what Tsunaki was thinking, sighed silently. He was so naive back then, but later found out that in the cruel world, even if he wanted to maintain the relationship with friends, the prison temple and the others agreed in their hearts, but they were more willing in front of outsiders. Call it ten generations.

Of course, that Yunshou and that Wushou are not in this ranks.

Quite their own way, self-centered duo, completely ignoring the general rules.

Zetian hoped that Yuji Yamamoto and the others could also ignore these rules and regulations built by people, but it's a pity...

"It feels like your relationship with the guardian is not as close as A Gang and his guardian."

Yun Jin looked around and came to a conclusion: "Is it because I was shy to express my feelings when I grew up? I understand, I understand, because I would be embarrassed to say it, I want to be friends with you or something ..."

"--stop."

Zetian looked as if he was furious: "It's not like that."

"Actually you're being awkward."

Unlike Zetian who couldn't see clearly in the middle of the game, Yunjin's emotional radar, which had read countless novels, movies and TV shows, told her that she must have hit the other party's mind.

"Could you be jealous of the good relationship between Ah Gang and the guardian, so you target him like this?"

Sawada refused to speak and looked out the window.

—Wow, Mr. Sawada's ears are red with anger.

Candlestick Che, who secretly adjusted the angle of the rearview mirror in the front row, whistled inwardly, cheering for Yun Jin's straight ball.

The judge in our family is really the ultimate weapon against awkward people. He ruthlessly lifted the fig leaf and took advantage of the opportunity to have a spiritual impact.

I just don't know if Mr. Sawada can resist this overwhelming shame.

Candlestick is happy to watch the show.

Gang Ji was also watching the play, but the fire didn't burn himself, so he tried his best to hold back his laughter, for fear that he would laugh out loud.

——Damn it, why did Li Baoen forget to train his ability to hold back his laughter, I can’t hold it anymore QAQ

——Facts have proved that I still lack exercise, no, I need to strengthen my ability to not change my face when I go back.

"Hmph, I was right. I said why you became awkward after you came here from Ah Gang. It turns out that the root cause is here."

Yun Jin was a little proud: "Let's think about the attitude of that person called Yuji Hayato, and there are a few others... Could it be that in the future, your guardians will treat you as a leader?"

"...That's not it."

Zetian tried his best to calm down: "I am indeed Peng Gelie's boss. This is an undoubted fact."

"But you obviously want to play basketball with them."

"I'm sorry I made a mistake. I've watched too many basketball games recently. I accidentally used Team Rainbow's situation."

Waving her hand, Yunjin replaced the keyword: "You just want to be friends with them."

Saying this to an adult feels funny and weird.

More is indescribably childish.

When a child says, I want to be friends with you, everyone who hears it smiles knowingly, feeling that a child's friendship is really precious; Let this be aborted before you say it.

"But prison temple and I, haven't we been friends for a long time?"

Gang Ji, who was watching the play, interjected weakly: "Could it be that they will cut off their friendship with you ten years later?"

Zetian was about to vomit blood from the anger of himself ten years ago.

What does it mean to sever a friendship, is this a human language?

"The relationship is definitely not severed, but judging from Zetian's reaction, it is definitely not something that can be summed up in such a simple word."

The great detective Yun Jin rubbed his chin, regretting that he couldn't explain this matter clearly before getting off the car.

Without him, the TV station recording the program will arrive soon, and it is impossible for them to stay in the car and talk forever.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong also felt very sorry, listening to gossip is much more interesting than cooking at work (.

"Then let's talk about it after reading it."

Yun Jin clapped her hands and jumped out of the car: "Don't run away."

She grabbed the hem of Zetian's clothes, but she couldn't use enough strength, but if the other party wanted to break free, he would definitely leave the clothes behind.

"……I see."

Zetian gave up struggling.

Sitting in the auditorium of the studio, the specially packed seat facing the candlestick, Gang Ji was really excited.

"So that's how the show was recorded."

He whispered to Yunjin, the stars in his eyes were shining, making people want to ruffle his hair lovingly.

——Aww, what's up with this deer-like eyes!Did this kid go to Nara to study? !

——But the deer in Nara are not as cute as A Gang!Deer in Nara, you guys are such a failure!

"It's my first time here."

He continued to speak in a low voice, and his attention jumped on the staff walking around: "It's amazing, this is too amazing."

Zetian also wanted to remind him not to disturb the recording by making a sound, but Yunjin had already released the sound-proof enchantment, and even made gestures with Zetian, telling him not to disturb the fun of the children.

"Three, two, one, start!"

Following the director's order, Candlestick Kiri's face, which can only be described as handsome no matter when he looks at it, appeared in the center of the shot.

He proficiently greeted the audience friends (who are about to watch the show) in a relaxed and lively tone, which made people feel refreshed as if all the anger accumulated overnight had flown away.

But today's candlesticks are even brighter than before, and they are ten times more attractive when presented in the camera.

Even the director who was in charge of this program from the beginning was muttering that after this episode was released, the front desk of their TV station would be flooded with letters to Candlestick Che.

But a show with high ratings is always a good thing.

The director gestured for the staff in charge of close-up shots to continue to step forward and pat Candlestick Cut's face more. It doesn't matter what the dish is today.

As a program with a process of making food, the link of Candlestick Cutting to show cooking skills is a link that will definitely appear every time.

Before that, he had demonstrated a series of skills such as cutting onions in the air, cutting potatoes blindfolded, and taking care of five pots at the same time.

A man who can make his debut and eat with his face, and walk on the runway with his figure, but he has to rely on cooking to attract popularity... This is really——

——Too good at choosing!

The great success of the slanted sword is talking about him.

"Today, I will cut a dish for everyone in a very ordinary way."

He smiled at the camera. Today’s Candlestick Cut didn’t prepare fancy things to attract attention. He chopped vegetables and occasionally introduced where today’s ingredients come from, how to plant and pick them, and how to make them more delicious. ...

His dedication is the kind that all food industry investors are happy to see.

"I always feel that the air in the studio is warm today."

The person who should be the director's assistant is standing beside him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time as the smile is the fine lines between the eyebrows.

"I don't know if the air is warm or not. I really want to eat the dishes made by candlesticks."

Yun Jin looked at the bubbling soup pot with eagerness: "Is it so delicious to cook with candlesticks? I've eaten it so many times, but I still don't find it as attractive as this time."

"Yes."

Gang Ji also felt the unbelievable: "Suddenly I really want to go home...I want to eat the dishes made by my mother."

What permeates is not only the heat of the food, but also a warmth that people don't know how to describe.

Cooking can be emotional, it can evoke not only people's hunger, but also a warmth that has been felt in the past.

"The method is very simple. If you are interested, you can try it at home."

After saying the ending sentence that he usually reads, Candlestick cut quickly advertised the ingredients used today again, and beside him, there are already staff members who have spared no time and are ready to come over to share a bowl of soup.

This is the normal state of their program, and it is also well received by the audience.

After all, seeing those people eating the dishes made by candlesticks with happy faces, the audience felt like they had eaten them too.

Then immediately place an order for candle holders to cut the ingredients used, and prepare to reproduce the deliciousness.

"Today I deliberately made more, director, don't worry, there must be your share."

The thoughtful words of the candlestick made the people around who were holding the bowls couldn't help laughing out loud. They also whispered at the director, deliberately making an expression that was so delicious that they were going to faint. A director who leaves his job.

"Hahahaha let's go too!"

Yun Jin dragged Gang Ji and ran forward, the two of them got mixed up in the team, and also took a bowl full of food from Candlestick Cut.

“Delicious to die for!”

The two of them sighed at the same time, and the people around them boasted that the craftsmanship of candlestick cutting had gone up to a new level.

Zetian brought a bowl to the director, so that the director, who was tortured by the aroma, could relieve his anxious mood.

But drinking the soup, the director became proud again.

Because compared to the audience who can only watch helplessly, they can eat dishes made by candlesticks every day.

Seeing those people warmed up by the food, Zetian also moved closer to the bowl and took a sip.

The warm air surrounded him, and his five senses seemed to be immersed in this rare delicacy. He remembered when he was a child, every time he was bullied, his mother would always hug him to comfort him, and then bring him the food.

It's so warm.

The darkness of the other world is eroding Pengo Lie, and he wants to bring this "out of the mud but not stained" family into the abyss to sink together.

With so much pressure dumped on Zetian, the only thing he can do is bear and endure.

Even oneself can be sacrificed as part of the path to victory.

Thinking about it now, why didn't I think of a more complete solution?

Because he was so tired, he easily took his own life and death as a bargaining chip. Perhaps in his view, death was an easier choice.

In the far corner, Yunjin tugged at Gangji's sleeve, pointing at Zetian who was sitting in the original position: "I'm crying."

Crying quietly is more heart-wrenching than screaming. Just watching, they will be overwhelmed by that sadness.

"Being a leader is hard work."

Yun Jin patted Gang Ji on the shoulder: "Think about it before making a decision. Once you take over that position, it will not be easy to leave."

I tied myself to a family, how could I get out so easily.

"I will work hard."

Tsuna clenched his fist: "I want to protect everyone's happiness."

"Protect yourself first before talking about others."

Little Hammer laughed at him unceremoniously: "If something happens to you, others will definitely blame themselves."

"I remember that Ah Gang is the big space, the big space that can accommodate everything, the good and the bad, the bright and the dark, will be taken into your arms, so your pressure must be very great."

"Because your personality is not like the boss in the other world, so you will be more vulnerable than ordinary people."

"I know."

Tsuna is very aware of her weakness, or rather, it is the stubbornness of young people.

They are not willing to bow their heads to social rules, and would rather break their heads and bleed, but also open up a new world.

"I can't guarantee that I will do my best. I'm just an ordinary junior high school student who became a monk halfway." He seemed to want to complain, "Besides, I don't think I'm buying or selling guns, selling drugs, or anything else. material."

"In the beginning, Vengley was just an organization established by the first-generation leader who wanted to protect civilians, but it only slowly developed into the current family."

"Compared to those families who wanted to go straight to a dead end from the very beginning, I think Pengelie can still be saved."

"Wow~"

Yun Jin couldn't help applauding like a little seal: "You mean to lead the transformation of the Pengo Lie family? Let me explain in advance that this is really difficult. The pressure you have to bear may be greater than the people over there." .”

"I will work hard."

Gang Ji smiled shyly: "I still have the help of my partners, although they sometimes give me a headache, but..."

"Don't speak too soon."

Zetian came over and tried to look down at himself ten years ago, but he quickly let go of that tone: "Forget it, you can do whatever you want."

"Whether it is continuation or destruction, whether it is prosperity or decline, it is all in your hands."

Zetian looked at the big empty ring hanging on Tsunayoshi's chest.

"It's also in your hands."

Gang Ji looked over unceremoniously: "Bai Lan has been defeated, you can rest assured now."

What also disappeared were the elders who had been blocking Peng Gelie's transformation before, as well as other families.

Balian, who fought against Pengo Lie ten years ago, has joined them in this battle to protect the Pengo Lie family together.

There are few obstacles in the road ahead, just stride forward.

"I'm really good." Zetian smiled and looked at Tsunayoshi, "A person as difficult as Bailan is defeated as soon as he says he is defeated, and a person as terrifying as Xanxus is merciless when he is beaten up. Who would have thought that you are less than 160?" .”

Tsuna was shot in the knee by an arrow.

"Personal attacks are prohibited."

Yun Jin raised her hands and made a fork. She put her and Gang Ji's bowls into the dishwasher, and said hello to Candlestick Cut, ready to go to Qingguang's side.

"I won't disturb your work."

She looked up at the candle holder and said, "Thank you for your hospitality today. The soup is delicious. It reminds me of the days when I was basking in the sun with my grandpa."

"As long as you like it."

Candlestick Cut will be filming the next episode, so he has no choice but to accompany them, so he can only watch the three of Yunjin leave the studio.

The director came over and couldn't help saying a few words to him: "Is that a relative of your family?" It's not like that.

"The relationship is far away." The black-haired youth said implicitly.

"Then, do your relatives have any idea of ​​being a tasting guest?" The director discussed with Candlestick, "The appearance is above the average, and the audience left a message saying that there are no close-up shots every time they taste, They want to see this."

"I'll go back and ask them."

Candlestick didn't agree in one word.

"Okay, how is your rest, can you start the next recording?"

"can."

"Then start working."

The studio, which was still leisurely and leisurely, immediately entered a fighting state.

And there are almost no audiences, except for the three of them, who are the staff. Candlestick cuts the studio over there. It can be said that there is a sea of ​​people here for the singing show.

Thanks to the people behind them, Yunjin and the others got the tickets for the front row with the best viewing effect. It is precisely because the front row is easy to be scanned by the cameras, and they were also distributed by the staff with support items such as hand banners, fan lights and so on. , After preparing, cosplay enthusiastic fans and offer the loudest support for the idol.

Zetian looked at the light stick in his hand, turned it off, turned it on, turned it off... repeated several times.

"It's fun."

Both Yun Jin and Gang Ji have the mentality of children, so staying in the youth group will not make people feel strange at all.

But Yun Jin looked too young, and someone asked her if she wanted to sit in the first row, where she could spread her legs more.

"Don't bother, thank you, Miss."

Facing outsiders, Yun Jin said sweetly, "I'll just sit next to my brother."

She took Gangji's hand and shook it: "My brother and I are fans of Qingguang and the others! We finally got a ticket!"

"oh oh."

The person who was not familiar with the group that the little girl mentioned turned around blankly. On the round fan she held in her hand was a group photo of ST·RISH, a group that has become popular recently.

"That combination is the opponent that Qingguang and the others want to surpass."

Leaning close to Gang Ji's ear, Yun Jin whispered, "The popularity is super high now, almost all the fans around us belong to their family."

"That, that, that..."

Gangji panicked.

Wouldn't it be a while to refuel, only the three of them were waving light sticks surrounded by "enemies".

This, this, this... is this a new type of shame PLAY? !

"But the styles of the two groups are different." Yunjin gave Gang Ji a reassuring look, "Compared to singing and dancing, lively, affectionate and handsome, there is indeed a gap between Qingguang and the others, but Fu Sangshen has excellent physical fitness, so you can play a bit A different trick."

For example, integrate fighting movements into dance.

For example, if you dance with the mic fully turned on, you won’t be out of tune.

For example, inadvertently put out a little murderous look to make the audience feel refreshed.

"How about it, it's great."

Yun Jin revealed to Gang Ji the little surprise that Qing Guang and the others had prepared.

"... I can understand before, what kind of operation is it to let go of murderous intent." Tsuna was in a daze, he didn't know that idol groups could still come like this now, "It's too strong, who thought of this."

"No way. Compared with those professional singing and dancing players, they have only been training for a few months, and it is not easy to reach the debut standard."

Little Hammer helplessly spread his hands: "I don't want them to be honest and behave in a manner that behaves like humans... It's a big deal to have resources but not use them, right?"

"But these are just embellishments. Whether they can attract attention depends on their own efforts."

After speaking, the program recording officially began.

The three of them followed the instructions of the marginal staff, applauded and cheered at the right time, and were extremely dedicated.

After ST·RISH finished their performance, it was finally Qingguang's turn. After they appeared on stage, the recording studio was quiet for a moment.

Just when Qingguang thought it was because they were not dressed properly, the sound of gasping began to appear one after another.

Different from clothing that emphasizes liveliness and cuteness, their clothing has chosen a more calm color system, and the tailoring is also in an irregular and neat style. When walking, the sleeves and clothes move with each other, showing an indescribably handsome and unrestrained style.

Wide sleeves are actually not a good choice. Once the swing is not strong enough, the fabric will become a limp ball, which is embarrassing.

But as long as the movements are in place and powerful enough, this is an extremely attractive part. Sa Sa's waving sleeves coupled with that rare hardcore melody, just makes people think that this is another soft-cut melody under the banner of an idol.

The uniform pace, every step is on the rhythm, achieving the double enjoyment of vision and hearing.

Not to mention the complicated formation change, after a moment of distraction, the people who were standing on the edge just now came to the middle, and dedicated a killing part that was enough to detonate the scene.

And the on-site performance that was too stable, so stable that it almost made people think they didn't turn on the mic.

Luckily, Qing Guang made an out-of-tune sentence halfway through, dispelling the audience's suspicion.

When the freeze-frame pose was posed and all the light beams on the stage hit the performers, a tsunami-like cheers also came from the auditorium.

"Ah, ah, this is too handsome!"

"Do men still grow their hair that long now!"

"The length of the ponytail can still exceed the waist, I really want to find a secret to maintain the hair..."

The lighting engineer adjusted the lighting to normal mode, and ignored Qing Guang and the others under the stands during the performance, and saw Yunjin waving at them not far away at a glance.

Little Hammer was so excited that he stood up and called them.

Touching his nose, California Qingguang showed a shy smile. He was out of tune with what he said just now. Now that he thinks about it, he feels ashamed and thrown in front of the people of the whole country.

——No, when you become popular, you are actually thrown in front of people all over the world.

Yamato Mamoru was as calm as ever. As the most reliable member of the team, he assumed the position of captain, and he was following the instructions written in the script, coming and going with the host.

There was nothing out of the ordinary, I briefly introduced the names of the members, chatted a few words casually, and then started the next performance.

But from today onwards, the people performing behind Qingguang and the others hated this group to death. As long as they appeared, all the eyes of the audience would be on them, and it would be even more difficult for the rest of them to take it back.

After watching the whole show, and recorded some cheering scenes for later editing, Yun Jin and the others took the free aid items and followed the flow of people out.

Most of the discussions in the ear were related to An Ding Qingguang and the others. In the past, the singing part that idol groups paid the most attention to was the least discussed, and most of them focused on the agile skills of the group members.

There is also a small waist that is inadvertently exposed when dancing.

Compared with those groups who put on semi-see-through outfits, or push the song-playing clothes in a sexy direction, Qingguang and the others can be said to wrap themselves tightly, and only half of the arms and above the collarbone are exposed outside.

However, their clothes are made of flowing materials, and under the influence of inertia, they will always accidentally reveal a little of their waist with abs and mermaid lines.

"Today's shots are too generous."

Yun Jin and Gang Ji discussed: "This is the first time I've seen someone who pats the waist but not the face."

"But Mr. California and their abs are well trained."

Gang Ji looked yearning, this is the fragrance that every boy can't escape: "I can have the same abs anytime."

"..."

Yunjin looked at Zetian, who was also in deep thought.

"Are you also thinking about your abdominal muscles?" Yun Jin asked.

"No." Zetian denied calmly, "I already have abdominal muscles."

He is the only one in Vengley who can suppress natural disasters. Even if the intention is not for the abdominal muscles, the abdominal muscles will appear naturally after hitting.

"I was thinking about their dance moves."

"You said that." Yunjin told Zetian that the choreographer was actually Qingguang and the others, "Because Fu Sangshen's physique is much better than that of humans, so the dance choreographed by the teacher who was invited first is very good for An Ding and Quan. It's too easy for them."

Then these fusangshen who are unhappy if they don't make it difficult for themselves, according to their own understanding, put some simple