What kind of experience is it like to be reincarnated as a god judge?[Comprehensive]

In the wee hours of the morning, when all things sleep, for some, the work is just beginning.

"Crack."

In the silent and dark room, the sound of the lock was especially noticeable.

"That's it."

The short-haired girl straightened up, patted the non-existent dust in her hands, and was very satisfied with the masterpiece she had worked hard for for half an hour.

The one bound by the chains was a long-haired girl. She was sitting on a chair, her long gray curly hair was hanging down to her waist, hanging loosely on the cold iron chains.

Her skin was very fair, but her lips were bloodless, and she looked even paler under the blue light of the computer.

If it weren't for the slight ups and downs of the chest and the incitement of the nose, at first glance I would have thought it was a dead person.

The chained girl tried to move her legs, but she couldn't even move as she wished.

"Yu, do we really want to do this?"

The voice of the long-haired girl sounded fragile and helpless, and there was a trace of expectation that she didn't know herself.

Hearing the long-haired girl's question, Yu's movements froze slightly, and he looked at the long-haired girl's gray eyes quietly for a while, and finally turned his head away: "Ah, I'm sorry."

The girl lacked moisture and her dry lips trembled slightly, as if she couldn't accept this question, and her voice was a bit sad: "But are we best friends?"

After a long silence, Yu still spoke: "We are just working partners."

"Is that so." The girl's gray eyes dimmed, with faint tears flickering, "Is that the man?"

"Is it that man!" Her voice suddenly rose, with a faint cry, "It's obvious that I came first, and it's obvious that I came first..."

You didn't answer, but walked to the window silently, looking at the vast night, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Apple, forgive me, that guy from Qianye is really...too annoying."

"But that's not the reason why you told me to rush the draft!" After the girl let out a final mournful cry with all her strength, she lowered her head and let her long gray hair cover her face.

"Understand me. I really don't know about the deadline. That guy Maeno didn't notify me."

Yuu's thin shoulders drooped, and his head lowered slightly.

"If I don't get the manuscript today, I will definitely be told by that guy, 'As soon as I leave, I will die'. If that guy says this proudly, I might as well let me die!"

"That's not why you locked me in a chair."

Apple was also stimulated, and the only free hand patted the armrest vigorously and protested: "The manuscript will be handed in tomorrow morning, how can I draw it!"

"I will accompany you the whole time, so please be sure to finish the rest!"

Yu immediately got down from his seat, the whole process of movement was extremely smooth, and he couldn't pick out the slightest fault, it looked like he did it often.

"Ugh."

With a long sigh, the energy in Apple's body seemed to be sucked away by the airflow, and the whole person collapsed on the back of the chair: "Oh, big pig's hoof, usually called a little sweetheart and cute, once you arrive On the deadline, I changed someone else, and I don't remember our happy life before..."

"Whether it's going out, cleaning, or cooking, I can do it. If you finish your work today, I will do everything."

"I don't need it anymore, I don't need it anymore, you are no longer the Yo in my mind." Apple turned his head and looked out of the window, with a sad tone, "If you don't watch Miss Sister's live broadcast, what's the point of me being alive."

The black cat watching coldly: "..."

Two performers.

"I, I, I can record and broadcast..." Yuu's voice sounded very weak.

"What do you know!" Apple suddenly turned his head, "If you don't watch the live broadcast, what is the meaning of the live broadcast!"

"..."

It makes sense and I can't argue with that.

Although complaining about Apple's philosophy in his heart, Yu still made up for it: "Actually, the friend I know is Luan's assistant, maybe he would be happy to ask you for an autograph."

"Okay, no problem, that's it!"

He spoke so fast, as if he had waited a long time ago.

"You guy knew it from the beginning, and you're ready." Yu, who knew that he had been deceived, barely maintained his expression, pressed his temple, and complained.

"Ah, I just found out by chance. Please, I was going to hand over the manuscript to you directly, but you locked me up after you came in and didn't agree with each other. It's not my fault."

Not too troublesome, Apple stretched out his short hand to reach the edge of the desk, took out the thick stack of books in the desk drawer, and handed it to Yu: "This is the love story I have written indiscriminately these days." , please be sure to read it out word by word yourself, so that even if I can't make it to the occasion, it will be a bit of comfort."

"..."

Yuu's eyes moved down, looking at the slender hands that were constantly trembling under the book, as if they were about to fall due to insufficient support in the next second.

Maybe she will be framed as an idiot before she finishes reading.

"Cough, there's no need. If you want to express your love or something, just make a video call." You put his hand over his mouth and coughed lightly, delaying.

"Eh?" Hearing this sentence, Apple's movements froze, and the excitement that rarely appeared on his face was swept away, replaced by a little bit of sadness, "But, to me like this People, I really don’t know how to communicate with her, can I really?”

"What is your posture of worshiping the god?" Facing Apple's almost pious expression, Yu fell into silence.

Apple: "However, Luan is so cute, I feel like I can't even touch it."

Yuu: "So where did your idiotic remarks come from? If you don't say it, people will never know about you."

Apple: "But..."

Yu: "Really, if you don't agree again, I won't help you anymore even if you have submitted the manuscript for three issues."

"Thank you boss, I will work hard in the future." Apple immediately lowered his head.

So when did this kid develop such a slippery character.

Facing the girl's wide-eyed and obedient posture, Yu could only sigh and said, "It's almost time to start, right?"

"Meow~"

Before Apple could answer, it was cut off by a cat.

The black cat walked gracefully, like a king inspecting his own land. His beautiful lake-blue eyes scanned every inch of the land indifferently, as if he had caught his eye, but he didn't care.

It was this haughty gesture that Apple simply named him the king.

Walking to Yu's side, the black cat didn't circle around her legs, but sat down beside Yu, and put one paw on her cotton mop.

"Meow."

I am hungry, bring food up.

Yuu extracted this information from those eyes as blue as the sea.

"Hey, hey, come right away." You lowered your body and wanted to touch the king, but unexpectedly the king avoided it all at once. In the process, he reluctantly rubbed a few times, sneezed a few times in a series, and immediately turned around and climbed towards the iron chain on the chair.

"Hahaha, Yuu, are you wearing perfume today?" Looking at this scene, Apple asked quickly.

"A little bit, you can smell it." You sniffed at his collar, his tone very depressed.

"That's not true." Apple looked down at the king who was still climbing, and stretched out his hand to touch it twice. "A cat's sense of smell is very sensitive."

Realizing that he might not be able to suck cats today, Yu simply patted his loose blue sweater and walked out the door: "Come on, it seems that I can't suck cats today, so it's considered a white job."

"Ah, Yu Jiang, I want old X sauerkraut."

"I only bought Japanese X Cup Noodles."

"Eh, too much."

"It's good to have something to eat. You instant noodle freak, you don't know that you can live like this for a few years, and you can even raise a cat, and you don't know why the king is willing to follow you."

The sound of footsteps gradually went away, and the king had already successfully climbed onto Apple's lap, but its pace still did not stop, but continued to climb up the rock while grabbing her home clothes, until it buried its small face in Apple's neck It's the end.

Feeling the fluffy touch of the neck, a little itchy, squinting at the king's exposed small body, Apple Furui Wubo's face finally loosened, and whispered softly:

"It would be unorthodox if there was no black cat by the witch's side."

The apple of the second disease has always thought so.