On the Possibility of Part-Time Jobs for God Judges[Comprehensive]

"There are many foreshadowings hidden in the script, which may be interpreted as...the author's malice." The famous tragic fairy tale writer Andersen looked calm, and he didn't feel that he had done something very heart-wrenching. "I hope it can be successfully interpreted. ,It must be interesting."

What he said was terrible. Matthew, who had been expecting the little mermaid story to rewrite the ending, trembled, but Lianhongba was a guy who was afraid of chaos in the world. He asked all these key points clearly with great interest, and replied with satisfaction. School is in session.

Yes!He skipped class again!

After disappearing for three or four days, he came back with the script, and Lianhongba began to assign roles.I considered it to be performed by middle school students. The main line of this script is relatively clear, with several monster dreams interspersed in the middle. The biggest and most eye-catching one is of course the dream of Tianhu. Tianhu is undoubtedly the script named "Fox Dream". The core character, another one who can probably be regarded as the protagonist is Onmyoji.

"Registration is not reliable, and every role needs to be reviewed." Lianhongba doesn't want to engage in active registration or lottery selection of roles, because acting on stage requires acting skills or similarity to the character Yes, if he doesn't have both, let him work behind the scenes. The behind-the-scenes requirements of this script are extremely high and require a lot of manpower.

He opened the classroom door, and the air-conditioned Chairman's coat fluttered in a few steps, frightening a group of herbivores to tremble on the spot.

"I invited Yunque and Caobi, plus a few seniors from the drama club to review, there shouldn't be any objections, right?"

There was no sound, Lian Hongba was very satisfied, the review officially started, and he first brought out Tsunayoshi Sawada.

"I told you I can't do it! Just work behind the scenes!" Sawada Tsunayoshi broke down, "Please, I don't want to hold everyone back!"

He collapsed and collapsed, but Lian Hongba leaned closer to Hibari Kyouya, "I think it's okay."

Hibari Kyouya had already read the script, so he nodded at this time, "It looks similar."

Inexplicably, Tsunayoshi Sawada was assigned the role of the secondary protagonist Onmyoji. He opened his mouth, but the two guys above could not easily sway the decision. After reaching a consensus, Tsuna Sawada Ji can only choose to accept without tears.

"I can't memorize the lines..." He wept weakly.

"No problem, I'll ask Li Baoen, even if you only have the brain of a paramecium, he can still make you remember the lines in your heart." Lian Hongba showed his canine smile, with malicious intentions shining brightly.

demon!It's a devil!Sawada Tsunayoshi trembled.

Hayato Kikuji received the role of Onmyoji Shikigami, Yamamoto took one of the roles of the demon sword in Yumeng [Sword Hunting], Kyoko was naturally the role of the princess, and the other roles were quickly assigned.Skylark flipped through the script, glanced at the long lines and monologues, and looked up at Lian Hongba.

"Are you planning to play Tianhu?"

"Is there no one else?" Lian Hongba couldn't see the slightest pressure, and put away the scattered papers on the desktop, "I'll order a few important characters to stay, and I'll take you into the play... Skylark, you too, the God of Thunder in [Thunderbolt] is really free, you come up to make up for it."

Skylark is obviously impatient, Lianhongba asks him to fight after rehearsal, this impatience disappears at the speed of light.

Tianhu is connected with almost all the characters. He himself is a dark cloud that symbolizes monsters. Raise the banner of rebellion against human beings, and try to create an end-time where demons and ghosts are rampant.

That's right, this script is not the growth story of a pure white boy, but the revenge of a more cruel evil monster!

But this is something that Lianhongba and the two script authors dug out. The script in Zetian Tsunayoshi's hands is still pure positive energy. The negative part needs to be made up by Lianhongba himself, which is equivalent to hiding the plot. shown to the audience.

In order to go smoothly from the beginning, Lianhongba ordered Yamamoto first during the rehearsal.This guy has amazing intuition, and he is a bit of a natural black who is not afraid of anything. When he is brought into the scene, Lian Hongba himself can grasp the proportion of the people behind him, so as not to frighten them from the beginning and dare not play.

"Yamamoto, start with you." Lian Hongba got up, and the furry little fox jumped off his shoulder and ran aside.

As expected, Yamamoto was a guy who didn't feel any nervousness. He stepped forward happily, read the script, and prepared to read his lines.How could Lian Hongba allow this level of performance?He sneered slightly, pretending to take out a short sword from his bag, and the surrounding air seemed to be a little bit colder.

——It was the chill of the sword.

"Take this as a prop, and then..." He narrowed his red pupils and smiled brightly, with a soft and hoarse voice at the end.

"Use all your strength... against me."

Foxnosuke immediately launched the illusion against Takeshi Yamamoto, which only affects the individual, so other people present only saw Takeshi Yamamoto's body froze, and his expression immediately turned sharp. Some people praised him for his quick entry into the play, but they didn't know it was an illusion effect.

There was a curtain of rain in front of Takeshi Yamamoto, standing there on the steamy bridge, his clothes had been changed into a bloody hunting suit.He tightened the short sword in his hand, and looked around calmly.

There was water under the bridge, and the sparkling waves had the color of phosphorescent fire, reflecting on his face like a ghost.Suddenly, his eyes widened. In the water under the bridge, there were countless broken knives and broken swords, as if they had just been broken after a brutal battle. He vaguely heard the mournful cries of these broken weapons, which made his heart tremble. .

"This is your sin." The soft and hoarse voice meandered very much, and the sound of rain rang again.

In this moist "moisture", the sound of clogs climbed up the small bridge little by little, rattling slowly.A bright color suddenly appeared in front of him, like a painter who suddenly dabbed cinnabar on the screen where he was, so strong that it almost jumped out of the screen.Tianhu's fox ears moved, and moved again, lazily leaning on the railing and looking down.

Naturally, Yamamoto's lips moved, and the script he had just read jumped into his mind.

"you……"

Tianhu turned around, his eyes sparkling with fire, but he smiled softly.

"What do you live for?"

[For hunting. 】The Dao Ling in the script replied like this,【Take myself as a different kind to hunt my kind, I want to prove that I am the strongest!The strongest knife! 】

It's a pity that this is only the first time to play against each other. Takeshi Yamamoto hasn't been able to remember such a long line, so he can only spit out two words.

"for……"

Fortunately, Lian Hongba doesn't have such high demands on him, it's just the first time, that's enough, Tianhu suddenly smiled.

"Let's make a deal, then."

There was affection in his eyes, but the tip of his tongue seemed to have a naked killing intent.

"Add 'human' to your hunting list, and I'll give you new powers."

After this short scene, Honosuke had already put away the illusion, and many people still hadn't reacted.They couldn't see the illusion, they just thought the effect of this performance was really great!Not to mention Tianhu, Yamamoto's rare sharp eyes are also surprising. It can't be seen that he, as the head of the baseball club, has such superb acting skills.

Only Yamamoto knows that Lian Hongba led him to achieve most of this, and he just performed the most in line with his heart under stress.

So he let out a breath, pulled himself away from the emotion just now, and smiled heartily.

"Hahaha, it's amazing. It turns out that you can perform in your true colors. Now it will be a lot easier."

Lian Hongba is also quite satisfied, "Recite the lines well, and arrange the action in the play more, the prospect is very optimistic."

Next, I tried them one by one, and there was really no problem with the casting. Lark was the most troublesome one. It took a lot of effort to make him familiar with the stage performance, and don't pull out the duckweed axe as soon as he has a murderous look.

"Let's disband today. Tomorrow, I will ask someone to measure the size, and the clothes must be made in advance." He sent people home, and stayed to fight with Skylark.After experiencing the sixth singularity, his level has obviously improved again, and he has not overturned on Skylark for the time being, but Lian Hongba has been keenly aware of the opponent's abnormal improvement speed.

It's another character of divine power. Speaking of it, I don't know if the space is stable, but the world over there still has a little concern.

While thinking this way, Lian Hongba skillfully bought a large paper bag of steamed buns at a roadside steamed stuffed bun stall. Two additional new products were presented as black and white rolls, which surprised Lianhongba a bit.

"Gun Gun is so cute..." He sighed with emotion in a low voice, and then took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, which exuded a fresh and sweet fragrance of bamboo leaves.

"Will this be sold in large quantities?" he asked the stall owner enthusiastically. It is creative and delicious, and he would occasionally want to eat more.

The stall owner shook his head, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes behind the sunglasses.He gestured to Lian Hongba to wait a moment, and then took out a piece of paper from under the booth, on which was the method and dosage of the stuffing.

This is considered a secret recipe. Lian Hongba was a little confused for a while, but finally accepted it.

"Is it okay? Is this the secret recipe?"

The stall owner smiled again, made a gesture of please, and still didn't speak.

Lian Hongba thought for a while, he is not a person who likes to take advantage, and immediately took out a pen and paper, and wrote a recipe.This is the steamed cake that he improved based on the records in many ancient books. Due to the special fermentation method, it looks like a flower blooms after steaming. When the cage is opened, it is full of the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus sweet lotus jam sandwiched in the core, which is very delicious.

He handed the recipe to the stall owner, and when he was about to leave, the stall owner who had roughly scanned the recipe suddenly called out to him, speaking in correct Chinese-North Korean dialect.

"Your Excellency, please stop. Excuse me...ah, I'm too rude." It turned out to be a childish voice.

The stall owner took off his heavy clothes, put his small body on the trolley, folded his hands in his sleeves, and bowed his head to Lian Hongba.

"I have never shown my true colors to others. I am really ashamed. My name is Feng, and I have always been grateful for your patronage. When I saw this recipe today, I really couldn't contain my excitement. I didn't expect you to have such a heavy gift. I don't want to say it frankly. Those words made me feel very sorry."

With a red pacifier hanging on his chest, Alcobaleno of Arashi showed a soft smile.

"Could this recipe be the long-lost cross steamed cake?"

The author has something to say: My way of joining forces in the big foodie country!

buff: Throw me a steamed bun, repay it with a steamed cake, the bandit repays it, let’s eat together~

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As soon as the funeral has been done, the mood has basically calmed down, thank you for your concern, and the update will resume from today.

But I still want to complain about the funeral in the country, it's too cumbersome, from the beginning to the end, I probably kowtow no less than [-] heads, the time of kneeling is not counted, and in the end it is completely torture, both knees are bruised and purple Yes, it was raining, kneeling in the mud, dripping with mud and water.The first day was real crying, the second day was calm, and on the third day, the crying became a show-like dry howl, with a numb face and followed by kneeling and kneeling, and watching the exchange of uneven money between several uncles tear……

After I die, I must be simple, I don’t want to torture the living, and don’t torture my body...