Just like a person who is not good at singing is recommended to sing.
It is as if people with no talent are designated to perform.
Many people have had the experience of being pushed out of the market and having to prepare hastily for it.
When the 'must' step comes, there will still be some expectation in my heart - not that it will be completed satisfactorily, but that there will be as few bystanders as possible.
After all, the word 'hasty' itself has a connotation of 'incompleteness', such as a hastily made knight system, a hastily made trans-am system, etc. It is difficult for the parties involved to get enough peace of mind.
Since you are ready to be embarrassed, the fewer bystanders the better.
Of course, even the professionals are full of praise for a certain devil's technique of relying on foreign objects to achieve instant results.
He could have more confidence in himself. A certain dragon manager and a Sakaz girl also comforted and encouraged him, and the professional Ma Niang showed visible expectations for the formal performance.
But none of them actually understood why Omo really didn't want too many people coming.
"Have you found anything? Miss Witch."
"Not yet, are you sure that guy will come today?"
"Sure, especially if you promised to help."
"These words can easily make Lotus Root angry."
"Lotus root (rizoma de loto) is it?"
"Guess with your best guess?"
"...Please leave the projectiles to the person you care about more, Ms. Belstar."
"snort!"
"Hey! Who is trainer Omo talking to?"
"It's a secret, Miss Sun God."
"It's a secret, then I won't ask~!"
"Thanks for your understanding."
Standing at the end of the sanctuary passage, looking at the Datuo Sun God who was confirming and adjusting various values, and then looking back at the peaceful grassland riverside in the distance, Omer naturally understood that Behemoth was sleeping soundly at this moment.
Not far away, Miss Mud Rock had already crossed the junction.
She had not yet put on that layer of heavy armor, standing on the edge of the grassland by the river, grabbing a handful of soil with her catkin-like hands, lowering her head and closing her eyes.
The successor of Behemoth from another world was confirming the status of another of the same kind.
With that close connection with the earth.
"…Friends are calm and doing well, everyone."
It didn’t take long for her report to reach the ears of every participant through the headset.
This way of speaking is somewhat similar to that of Tea House, especially since the 'friends' in Tea House's mouth are ghosts, while the friends in her mouth are earth and stone.
In the eyes of people who don't know the truth, their occasional words seem like some kind of creepy 'self-talk', but the communication channel is filled with insiders.
"receive."
"learn."
"OK."
Similar responses came one after another, but that was all, and there was no follow-up.
The planned time had not yet come, and the occasional inquiries were directed towards the Sun God who was testing the equipment, while Omo just stood aside, looking around carelessly and aimlessly.
Even the rows of chairs in the distance were filled with people he knew well, and they were not worthy of his gaze.
Yes, several rows of chairs and even more.
It is clear that the intended audience will only be Behemoth. This will be a performance dedicated to the giant beast of the earth. No matter whether it is good or bad, it should be able to wake it up. It is just that the other party's temper can also be divided into good and bad. .
But right now, not only are Tachyon, Bourbon, Teahouse, and Shintiao sitting below, but there are also Croissant, Texas, Angel, and even Lapland, as well as the group chat records from the past two days. He defaulted to Mostima in the City of Heavenly Gate.
This also made Omo's expression at that time extremely exciting.
Should I be glad that the boss didn't come? The great emperor in the intelligence can be regarded as a figure like Mount Taishan and Beidou in the field of music in the other world. This time he made a fool of himself...
At that time, Omo was still thinking this, and within a few seconds, he saw Miss Angel's face smiling brightly.
Then he took out a display board with the image of the emperor printed on it, which was very similar to the one used to pick up people at the airport.
It also says: As an employee of Penguin Logistics, please stand up for me, boy! ——The emperor stayed.
Don’t you think society is dead? Miss Lemuel.
Or are you saying that we are happier together than you are?
Miss Lemuan, do you want to take care of your sister?
Sigh...Why is Miss Lemuan there? Did she betray her too?
Omo sighed, his hands trembled and his heart ached.
What should I say?
Should I lament that Penguin Logistics’ intelligence is top-notch, or should I ask Ms. Niyan if she let something slip in her own company? Otherwise, why would there be Director Nian, Miss Montbellin and four deep-sea hunters next to the row of penguin logistics teams?
He could already see the suppressed impatience on Mr. Ulbian's face, but he still had to put on a smile when he looked at it——
It’s totally unnecessary!
He had already said the thanks he deserved at the beginning, and Omo wanted to say: If you don't like this kind of occasion, you can just leave. It would be best to leave with the other Ms. Gladia, who has stern eyes.
Of course, it would be even better if we could take Miss Ghost Shark with us, who has eyes full of expectation.
Please take away Miss Skadi, who is staring at him, making him somewhat uncomfortable.
It's a pity that he can't say, after all, he is not that direct person, and he can understand to some extent that the motives of the other party's actions are similar to those of Lapland and Miss Montbelain.
It was all out of some unpaid favor that they decided to explore.
The one who really came to enjoy the fun was obviously the commander of the Gray Crow, with a nun suspected to be named Bianca on the left, and sitting on the right was a seven-year-old 'Mechanical Sage' mentioned in the God's Blessing Music Team information. Miss Shima, there were two familiar faces beside her, as well as a Gray Crow core attacker whom I had heard about for a long time but only saw today.
Ri, Liv, Lucia, and... women in Tom Yam-style costumes who don't look like each other in style, but seem to be a group in terms of atmosphere.
When Omo looked at her, he noticed his gaze and looked back at her. She nodded slightly in response, and the green tassels on the hairpin of her knotted hairstyle were also slightly swaying.
It doesn't look like they have the same style of painting as Gray Crow's gang.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
In fact, there are far more people you don’t know than you think.
In addition to those who have some relationship with him, there are many more who are attracted by Miss Sun God, including many local clergymen seen in the God's Blessing Music Class.
There was also a racehorse girl that he could recognize at a glance: Miss Mejiro Yoshinobu, who was mixed in. Together with others, she called and waved to Miss Sun God from time to time, causing the latter to make her usual gestures and shout in response.
Almost done.
When so many listeners from different forces gathered, it was enough for him to give up the idea of analyzing how the news was leaked.
——Isn’t it obvious that these are all sieves!
He just put on a show and stopped paying attention to who was in the audience.
Avoid distractions.
Although he should analyze how many of the people in that group had decent fighting ability and how many had no fighting ability and deserved his special attention, when he received the venue arrangement from the knight.
He felt that he shouldn't do such a thing.
Two hundred and twenty-one angels, including twelve archangels, seven seraphs, thirty-two cherubim, and more angels who do not belong to the regular angel classification (such as artificial angels, such as Sakota) Kind of like a visitor from another world).
This swordsman, oh no, the guard lineup.
It's so luxurious.
It's so fast that even if Behemoth goes crazy here, he can suppress it on the spot and lead the audience to run away.
Such an instigation of troops also made Omer suspicious of the upper class atmosphere of the God Blessing Music Class.
Isn’t it a bit too free to allocate so much combat power to this kind of entertainment preparation plan?
But no matter what, this is a good thing!
Although at the beginning it was God's blessing that the Yinban base camp had sufficient combat power and could be suppressed quickly even if it caused chaos, so he deliberately set a trap for the monitors who would most likely be there.
And he is willing to let Tako and the others come.
But it’s still surprising that it’s enough.
Then we just have to wait, right?
He turned back and looked at the DJ booth aside. In addition to his seat, Miss Da Tuo Sun God was sitting in the other seat. She put on the monitor headphones and listened to the reverberation track for the sound test. .
"Stand Up
Ultraman Seven's execution song was distinctive enough with its dynamic rhythm and dense drum beats, and was among the tracks that were included in the audition.
After this, there will be another song with lyrics... uh, "う野ぴょい伝説".
A little too persistent... Omer was a little speechless that since the past few days until now, she has always brought a piece of this 'Jiemen Classic' song "Legend of the Horse Jump" along with her every audition.
"Perfect!
Totally ok! That’s almost it! Ormer trainer! "
She probably drew enough energy from the classic music, and the girl who suddenly opened her eyes showed her unconventional nature. Her focus, seriousness, and quietness just now seemed like an illusion.
"Okay, I'll watch next. Before we officially start, just say what you want to say."
Now that things have come to this, since so many listeners have come, Omer can only accept that this is not part of the plan, it belongs to the DJ style of a cabaret and dance hall, and let her set an example at the beginning.
"good!
"
The girl as bright as the sun agreed with all her heart, and such a bright smile could not help but make Omer a little worried.
"In addition to your fans, there are other listeners who may be exposed to this kind of scene for the first time, so please be a little considerate." He couldn't help but add.
For example, the impatient Mr. Ulbian would not fly over after hearing the sun god's hot girl-like greeting, but it would still be troublesome if his blood pressure is too high and he collapses.
Homa thought.
"I know! They are all relatives and friends of trainer Omo!"
"...I don't think it's right. It's a bit arbitrary."
"Hey! There's no need for trainers to be so restrained! When you sit on the DJ chair, you have to look like a party guy~!"
"...This is not a matter of restraint at all."
"Anyway!" The sun god's smile was still bright, and he picked up the headset that amplified the sound to the outside.
"We——i! Here is the appearance of DJ Sun God and Party Farewell Trainer!"
"The igniting performance will shock everyone!"
"So please give me the best call in history☆wei!"
Sent.
Omo thought to himself, briefly entering the form of a demon.
The motionless exoskeleton face is his perfect defense, without any flaws in expression management.
How to say invincible, invincible!
