Idol coser Mr. Sokin

Zong Jin subconsciously moved a step to the side, but the man in Xizhuan followed suit as if he could see it, and the hair on the top of his head was so precisely facing the young man in front of him.

Zong Jin didn't move, and took a step back: "Wait a minute, speak clearly."

I don't know why, but the man in the suit agreed with special respect: "Yes!"

Zong Jin glanced down and found that the other party had no intention of getting up at all. He put his palm on his forehead and said with unspeakable helplessness in his tone, "Get up and talk."

Probably because there was too much movement and movement, this side attracted a lot of attention, ordinary onlookers Zongjin would not care, but such a focus of attention, when he himself does not want to, usually will not indulge.

He put away his peaceful and approachable look, pursed his lips, and glanced around with his eyes lightly.

He is also the strongest in Yokohama over there, and his combat opportunities will not be less than those in Central Plains here. After the characters are recognized and the settings are formed, not only his abilities, but also his momentum has been strengthened.

The person who was swept away subconsciously looked away, and continued his journey wisely.

"What do you find me for?"

Zong Jin really didn't know what he could do to help the other party. The man in the suit didn't have a dark and gray atmosphere, and he was obviously just an ordinary working man.What the other party was talking about was the live broadcast of the TV station the day before yesterday... It wasn't Zhongya Zhongya who was looking for him, but himself?

Zong Jin recalled what he would do on the bright side, and after much deliberation, he only had the second half of the live broadcast, which counted as singing, but he couldn't be the one to perform, could he?

It was like God heard his thoughts and wanted to slap him in the face.

"Please! Come and replace our next show!"

"……what?"

real?There is such an event?

Zong Jin immediately realized what Mr. Ranpo said about "better performances".He glanced sideways and found that Ranpo Edogawa had finished watching the posters and was looking at his bag, focusing on the pocket where the snacks were placed.

Zong Jin: "..."

Zong Jin handed over a milk candy.

Forget about snacks, fudge is still a possibility.

The man in the suit had cold sweat on his face. He was nervous at first, but when he found out that Zong Jin didn't seem to treat him as peacefully as when he just met, he became even more nervous. He opened and closed his mouth, but couldn't hold back a word for a long time.Seeing that the other party was so nervous that he was about to have arrhythmia, Zong Jin calmed down.

"Don't be nervous, just speak slowly."

"What do you want to ask me?"

Those azure blue eyes, which had restrained their aggression, were clear and calm. Under its gaze and words, the man in the suit took a deep breath and let it out slowly, unexpectedly calming down miraculously quickly.

"Thank you very much for listening, it's like this." The man in the suit quietly wiped the sweat from his palms.

The reasons are so trite and so common that they don't feel like reality.The expected next show was originally planned for stand-up comedy, and that artist has been on fire recently, and the schedule for this month is quite full.The theater in the amusement park was his first stage. As a way of repaying his kindness, the other party decided to spare some time to perform in the theater.

But there was a car accident on the road.

The theater has prepared the largest indoor stage, and there are many fans who come here for this one.

If you don't give them an explanation, it will be difficult for the theater to end.

He is only in charge, but because he has seen a lot, he has a lot of understanding of the stage, at least he can see the strength Zong Jin has shown on the stage.

To be honest, it's not something a small theater like them can afford.

But there was an accident at this time, and the schedule of other programs was tight, and there would be no one who could come to the rescue for a while.

So Zong Jin who appeared in his eyes at this time was like a life-saving straw. If he was invited, it would not only solve his predicament...

"If Mr. Nakahara could come, the opinions of the audience would not be so big, and the remuneration can be discussed." During the conversation, they exchanged surnames, and Mr. Nishiguchi's pleading gaze was very sincere.

"No...compared to this," Zong Jin couldn't hear such sad news. He rested his hands on the side of his neck a little irritably, but he didn't show his negative emotions. Only by careful observation can he detect it from the center of his brows. He even tried to soften his tone as soon as there was a trace, "What happened to the person who had the accident, is there any news?"

Xikou, who was waiting for the quotation from the other party, was stunned for a moment, and his eyes that had been suppressed all the time were a little red: "Yes, I asked at the first time, and I am still undergoing surgery, so it is difficult to judge the specific situation."

Zong Jin looked at the other party up and down, and it was obvious that he was really in a hurry, not to mention his image, it was very impolite to just come up to invite people like this, but it seemed that he was not worried about the show at the first time, but worried about the artist's personal safety for the sake...

"I see, what are you going to do? But let me tell you first, I don't know how to sing stand-up comedy."

If this person dares to let him sing stand-up comedy in the image of Chuya Nakahara, he can directly perform a stand-up comic for him.

He killed himself on the spot.

Probably because Zong Jin's eyes were too menacing, Xikou had a strong desire to survive, and he shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, you can just sing the song from last time. You can perform whatever you want, and the duration can be whatever you want!"

"Looks like it's resolved, and there's no need to worry about the program anymore." Ranpo Edogawa finished eating the candy, decisively left Sokami who took over the stall, and ran towards Fukuzawa Yukichi, "President, President, we How about going to the biggest indoor stage?"

"Let's go, Mr. Kenji, do you still want to see the concert that you saw three days ago? Come with me and you can see it." Dazai Osamu waved at Miyazawa Kenji with a very free and easy gesture.

Miyazawa Kenji looked up: "Really?"

The careless child has not even seen that the person on the stage is the same as Zong Jin.

"By the way, Chuya~ this is for you." Before leaving, Osamu Dazai threw a hard drive at Zongjin, who just caught it in his palm, "You will use it."

Seeing that most of the people from the detective agency were walking towards the indoor stage, Zong Jin felt a little strange the more he thought about it: "..."

However, forget it.

"Take me to the backstage, everything needs to be prepared for the music, and the time for the next show is very tight."

Of course Xikou knew: "Please follow me."

But he still walked uneasy and mentioned: "Well, about the remuneration..."

Zong Jin walked with the wind, without giving a single look: "You are welcome, I will give you an address after payment, and the recipient's surname is Zhongyuan."

It wasn't until backstage that Zong Jin realized that each show in the theater was very long. The last show ended, the next show would be on stage, and the next one would be his turn.

Needing him to replace the show is not only to appease the audience, but also to buy time for the performers who have not yet arrived.

It seems the next performer is an impromptu magician clown.

The other party should have arrived, but was delayed because of the 'traffic jam'.

"It's okay, hurry up."

Zong Jin adjusted the choker on his neck and changed into the performance costume in his bag. He paused when he zipped up the bag, took out the turned off mobile phone hidden deep in the bag, put it close to his body, and then took it The headset handed over by the staff.

"Would you like to put on some makeup?" the makeup artist asked cautiously.

"Are you fast?"

The makeup artist hesitated, and finally shook his head.

She is a newcomer, and the makeup can only look good if she paints slowly.

Zong Jin glanced at the backstage, the script team wasn't there, so it doesn't matter if he exposed some skills that Zong Jin didn't even have: "Can you lend me the makeup bag?"

Originally, he thought that it was not impossible to go on stage without makeup, but since he had

If so, there is no need to ask for it.Putting makeup on stage is also an attitude. In order to show a better stage, the artist's appearance and body are also weapons.

The make-up artist was unknown, so she hesitated and passed her makeup bag.

Zong Jin took it and rolled his eyes down.

It's quite complete, although the brands are different, but since he was engaged in this industry, Ishigami Chiku added cosmetics to the research and production list, Zong Jin also has a more detailed understanding of cosmetics.

Basically, it is possible to judge the effect of the upper face from the powder.

Then the makeup artist saw a good-looking man in front of him who couldn't tell the difference between a teenager and a young man. He handled it like a cosmetic bag he assembled himself. The hands of changing cosmetics were so fast that she was dazzled, and it was over in about 10 minutes.Zong Jin put down the puff of setting powder, put all the objects back to their original positions, and returned them to the makeup artist.

"Thank you."

"No, no need..." The hand of the makeup artist who took it trembled slightly, and the young heart was hit.

She, her makeup is not as fast and good as a singer's painting QAQ?

"..."

Quickly getting familiar with the unfamiliar terrain, Zong Jin stood behind the backstage curtain, exhaled silently, and took shape of the size of the stage in his mind with the help of a small field of vision.

Generally, there will be rehearsals before the performance. In such a special situation, he can only rely on his own improvisation.

He rarely does such unprepared things.

Zong Jin agreed to come down, except that there was nothing wrong with Xikou.In fact, there is Mr. Ranpo... The other party seems to agree that he will be on stage, and has no obvious expectations for his performance. Zong Jincai agreed to Xiguchi's request after observing for a while.

To put it bluntly, it is still the trust in Edogawa Ranpo, maybe this trust is a bit inexplicable, but he just feels that the other party will not harm him, and will not let him do what he does not want to do.

……

Zong Jin blinked calmly.

Ok?

He said that something was wrong, the amusement park team building seemed to be initiated by Mr. Ranpo.Osamu Dazai copied the music when he found it, and said he knew how to get him home.Not long ago, it was Mr. Ranpo who said he wanted to see dolphins, Mr. Ranpo who led him astray, and Osamu Dazai who gave him music.

After thinking about it like this, it seemed like a routine. An idea suddenly flashed in Zong Jin's mind, but he was not sure.

Is it...

But Mr. Ranpo is not a nosy person, is it because he has seen that he really wants to go home...?

"Snapped."

The stage darkened, and there was continuous applause from the audience.

The show is over and it's his turn.

"That...Come on! Don't be nervous!" A small voice came from behind. Zong Jin turned his head and saw the little girl's makeup artist in the dim light. She was probably embarrassed because of her introverted personality, and she could see it in the dark. Her cheeks flushed slightly.

Zong Jin stared fixedly for a second.

He stretched out his hands to cover the earphones, and smiled casually. His eyes were wanton and confident as he was approaching the stage, and he was completely different from the calm and approachable him backstage just now, responding to the little girl.

"Ah, I will."