Chapter 178: The Spectator and the Hook
"Gimmick!"
Three days ago, when Tiandian walked into the room, she looked like an agent who was worried about the lack of popularity of her idols.
She waved her fist: "If you want to catch a drunken boy, you must create a reputation that is excellent, and even the old monster who has just escaped from trouble has heard of it, although the basic qualities of both of you are still qualified, but if you want to do it in a short time, you must have an eye-catching explosion in this era!" β
Li Wu concluded: "In other words, you have to be a hype dog."
"Don't say it so badly."
Tenden sat down next to the Inari God and crossed her legs leisurely, "It's to provide a story that everyone wants to see." It's as if a wine from the year the king was beheaded is not actually superior to any other wine of its kind, but when the promoter talks about the historical significance attached to it, there are people who happily wave money to pay for it. β
Mai Shiratori raised her hand and asked, "What kind of story do you want to tell?" β
Now, three days later.
In the summer, I also have to wear a heavy 12-order Shiratori real clothes, and I sincerely thank the invention of air conditioning.
"What a goddess of performing arts!"
She clenched her fists hidden in her robe, "The young master of the Li family from a foreign country broke his marriage contract with his fiancΓ©e because of his affair with the maid and eloped abroad to work and make a living-no one has read this script well if it has been pushed forward for ten years?!" β
But pushing forward for ten years, the character design that no one has seen has been matched with the promoter of Tiandian Woman's life has turned into a big bomb that explodes the heat at the same time in virtual and reality, allowing pure female high school writers to understand the darkness of the industry.
However, it is probably thanks to the foundation of the leading actors.
She took the white clothes that Li Wu had taken off and held them in her arms, took a few steps back like a dutiful maid, and left the place where she worked to her master.
This is a completely different style from Tiandian Women's Destiny's fish show, but it is just right for a male performance.
Compared to the smoothness and softness of the hand of the goddess of the arts, Li Wu's topless posture holding the hilt of the knife makes people think that he has not obtained kitchen utensils but a broadsword, and the next step is more likely to be aimed at the innocent customers present than to slash at the fish head on the board.
The innocent customers may not have realized the danger, and several fashionably dressed adult women whistled and were glared back by the Shiratori Mai next to them.
We're minors! Strictly speaking, the owner of this shop and you have all broken the law, you know!
Oh, the boss is not human.
That's fine.
The knife light fell to its rightful position, like a school of sharks that fiercely tore at the cetacean flesh, and the murderous spirit cut the whole tuna on the ice cube into pieces, but each piece was extremely neat, the dark red back meat and the pale pink belly meat were separated into a square column, and the head and tail of the fish were neatly cut and placed to the side.
The audience applauded facelessly, and the swordsman's taut forearms were like bamboo branches, and his chest and abdomen were slightly heaved by breathing, and the guests who were close even had the illusion that the temperature was rising, as if a red spark was jumping, accumulating strength for the upcoming battle.
"King Ming!"
The applause turned into enthusiastic cheers, and the people returned to the ancient seashore to see the triumphant victory of the heroes who went out to sea to slay the dragons, and heroically shared the corpses of their prey.
In this kind of story, it is usually necessary for a young girl to present a wreath to the victor, so when the dragon slayer warrior washed the bloody gas on his hands, the maid behind him gently dressed him in white, and then reached out with slender white fingers to arrange the sorted and cut sashimi on a plate, and then handed it to the waiter in black to hold it up and hand it to the guests.
At this point in the performance, Shiratori Mao picked up a soft white towel and wiped the water from the opponent's hands, and his movements paused a little as he faced the naked chest of the man who was not fully dressed.
Can't you just fasten it yourself!
Anyway, there are also such plots in the light.,For example, the male protagonist picks up a genius beautiful girl cartoonist who has no self-care ability to help her get dressed every day or something-no, what are you thinking!
While thinking about it, she recalled yesterday's accident, and couldn't help but recognize and compare images in her brain.
Finally, the two stood side by side after the kitchen waste was removed, smiling and waving to the men and women, causing even stronger screams.
"Respect and death!" "I've been pushing Kaguya since before I was born!" "King Ming! King Ming! β
The new videos and photos will flow into the ocean of intelligence on the Internet today, and then under the manipulation of Tiandian Numing's subordinates, select the best part of the stream, create topics, buy accounts, and even deliberately choose stupid angles to hack the two to arouse heat, provoke curious people to discuss in reality, and finally become a fragrant bait.
As a god who keeps up with the times, she is not only proficient in art and acting, but also a god of entertainment and hype, making it easy to create two online stars!
Leaving the hustle and bustle on the first floor, the backs of the two disappeared into the room on the second floor.
As soon as he entered the house, Shiratori Mao rubbed his face: "I feel like my smile is going to freeze on my face." β
"I feel like I'm stiff."
Li Wu sat down at the tea table and found that the tea had dried up.
"Shiratori, help me make tea."
Shiratori Mayi lay prone and collapsed to the ground, not caring if the set of classical and precious clothes treasured by the goddess on his body would be pressed out of the problem, as if he was buried in layers of thick quilts.
Hearing Li Wu's words, she raised her head resentfully: "You're used to being served, aren't you?" Young Master Li? β
"In order to avoid the time when the wine swallowing boy comes and finds a flaw and runs away directly, it's best for us to try to stay in the play while here, which is suggested by Inari God."
Li Wu's face did not change.
Shiratori Masai, who had newly transferred to a maid, agreed to get up weakly, and the front collar that had been pressed a little loose slipped slightly, and the pale pink tie was partially loosened.
And because she had never worn such a complicated and troublesome costume, she didn't immediately realize it, so she dragged her long skirt to hot tea, and then walked to the table and bent down.
As a result, Li Wu was shaken: "Although I mean entering the play, there is no need to enter the play like this." β
"What are you talking about, Young Master Li? Helping you pour tea is what a maid should do. β
I think he is mostly embarrassed to accept his service, and the white bird real clothes begin to be yin and yang.
"You must have some misunderstanding about the maid......"
Unexpectedly, this sentence seemed to anger her, Shiratori Mao put down the teapot and puffed out her chest: "Are you questioning a light writer's understanding of this classic cute character?" β
"Only a maid in the book world would do that! Did the Lady of Heaven infect you with her exhibitionist attribute?! β
"What does that mean...... Huh? β
Incredulously, she raised her hand and touched the top of the front armor, a soft touch of skin between the gaps in the loosening of her clothes.
A moment later.
Wrapped in a ball of twelve sheets, Shiratori Makai squatted gloomily in the corner, like a big colorful hamster.
"Why is this happening all the time lately?"
She sighed.
"Let's talk about it first, I didn't see anything, I definitely didn't see as much as you saw me."
Li Wu took a sip of tea to calm down.
I don't know if it's the power of Tiandian's life that infects the entire street, and there is always an inexplicable feeling of heat when I'm here.
In order to deceive the big monster who may already know what Li Wu looks like, the current appearance of the two of them is shrouded in the illusion of the Inari God, and there is only a slight resemblance to the original face.
Therefore, the white bird in front of me, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and took off his glasses, did not look familiar, but the communication was still in the same way as before, and the feeling brought by it was quite strange.
"It would be nice if I let Tiandian change the script at that time."
"Her alternative is 'twin siblings reincarnated by her first love in a previous life', are you sure this is better?"
Li Wu ruthlessly pointed out the unreliability of the goddess of performing arts.
Shiratori Mao was choked, and then, I don't know if it was because of the accidents that have happened in the past few days, or because of some kind of revenge mentality, in short, when she reacted, she had already blurted out: "Brother? β
"Come with me and attack Zengtou City-cough, I'm sorry, Shiratori probably doesn't understand this stalk."
The teacup Li Wu was holding shook suddenly, and he responded casually.
"Uh-huhβit doesn't seem to be completely unresponsive."
Shiratori Mao Yi habitually pushed his glasses but touched the air, snickering and chasing: "Young Master Li Wu seems to want to have a sister very much, right?" β
"No, one light is enough for my headache."
Unexpectedly, the name of a friend who was not present suddenly appeared, and Mai Shiratori fell silent, and for a moment all that remained in the room was the sound of gurgling water.
"Hey, now it's just the two of us, can you come and talk about gossip?"
Shiratori Mao looked around the room, and somewhere he found a pen and paper spread out on the table, sitting on the opposite side.
"Come on, come on, just help me get materials."
"Normally, after saying this reason, you can't agree to it, right?"
Mai Shiratori continued to advance the topic on her own: "What do you think of Hikari and Airisa?" β
"Childhood sweethearts and the friends I made in high school."
"I've heard that the answer people give right away is mostly a lie."
Shiratori Mayi decided not to go around in circles: "Li Wujun, don't you think that after you and Hoshikawa-san, their situation is a bit weird?" β
The teacup stopped shaking.
"It's normal. It's not surprising if two people in a small group suddenly become more intimate, and the others can't adjust for a while. β
"Is that so?"
"I don't think it's just temporary," she said, "I don't think it's just temporary...... Besides, I heard Hoshikawa-san say that Airisa also sucked your blood, is this also an act between friends? β
Stabbed by this slightly sharp words, Li Wu let out a long breath and asked, "What exactly do you want to say?" β
She scribbled a mess on the paper with a pen, poked at the center of the lines one by one, and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm just a bystander, I want to help you sort out the complicated relationship......
Li Wu got up and walked around the table and walked to Shiratori's bewildered eyes.
Then he grabbed her wrist from the table and gently pushed the girl who was sitting down to the floor.
"Huh?!"
She had no expectation that she would fall defenselessly, her wide sleeves pressed behind her, and like a white crane with folded wings, she had to fold her wings and stand in place waiting for the predator to attack.
Then the sudden attacker arrived as expected, and had no intention of stopping.
Still clasping the girl's slender wrists, he pulled his arms above his shoulders.
The sleeve robe was drawn down with gravity, revealing white and tender arms.
Intentionally or unintentionally, he maintained this suppressed posture without direct contact with his body, and the Shiratori Mai who was looking down reacted: "That...... Li Wujun? Young Master Li Wu? Are you the type who likes this style? β
She maintained the "setting" on her lips, and her heart was already flustered.
It's over! I didn't expect Li Wujun to be such a cautious type, and he would turn into a beast if he didn't agree with him!
Yes...... The next thing is to fall into hell together and be killed by Hoshikawa-san...... Don't......
If you look closely, he still has the so-called perfect smile on his face that Tiandian taught to the two of them, and he must be afraid and nervous when he sees the strange feeling of seeping and stinging his heart.
The disheveled petals of the twelve monographs spread out on the ground, as if to make a note for the rough fate to come.
Mai Shiratori closed her eyes.
Then the restraints on his hands were loosened.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw Li Wu sitting in his place and eating all the remaining tea cakes.
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Shiratori Mayi maintained a flat state, unbelievable: "You just want to grab the cake?" β
"How is that possible?"
Li Wu seemed to be shocked by her retarded mind, "I'm asking you to think about it, what would happen if I did this to Hikari and Airisa?" β
"Ushering in the end of blood?"
"Even if it weren't, Hoshikawa would be angry and sad, probably."
"I used a ...... approximate one."
Shiratori Mao suddenly became angry, "Wait a minute, doesn't it matter if you do it to me?" β
"Because it's a white bird."
"Don't say my name like an axiom of mathematics!"
"Shiratori Han's theorem?"
"It's Buckingham's theorem! And the question is not which is better, an axiom or a theorem! β
After resisting for a while, she remembered that it was her self-proclaimed bystander, and fell silent.
Li Wu squinted at her for a while and breathed a sigh of relief.
That way this guy shouldn't be asking any more troublesome questions.
Is that really good?
This is the question that Shiratori Mai thought about after getting up.
After calming down, I realized that if it was appropriate to behave appropriately, it would be inappropriate for them to hide from each other's lovers and play master and servant, and talk alone in a room.
Do you still have the mentality of watching a romantic comedy?
Or is it some more subtle psychology that has led to such a conversation today?
Mai Shiratori examines his own state of mind.
"Li ......"
"Stop!"
The language that had just been organized was suddenly interrupted, and Li Wu, who had just had an idle look, listened attentively.
The body, which had been gradually preparing for three days, instantly recovered, and with the scorching breath, it adjusted to the state of battle.
Shiratori Mao, who was about to speak, immediately got up and patted his clothes, and stood behind him with his hands down.
After the rumors fermented, the bait finally moved.
(End of chapter)