The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

Cang Lan stared at Qianzicunzheng and Kikko Sadamune who were dragged off the stage, threw away the light stick in his hand, took out the list of programs that Tsurumaru Kuninaga had just handed him from his arms, and carefully observed the candidates. After confirming that they are correct, they are called to the stage.

"Next! Genji Higekiri, Komemaru!"

Originally sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, and secretly facing Qianzicunzheng and Kikko Sadamune who secretly made a black hand, Mustache heard the words, silently withdrew his outstretched foot calmly, stepped over the Kikko Sadamune in front of him, and from now on Next to the stage.

Unlike his elder brother, Kemimaru, who has no past to "join in the fun", maintains a good style, out of sight and out of mind, and discusses tomorrow's recipes with the candlestick Kiri Mitsutada on the side.Hearing the voice of his lord calling for him suddenly, Kagemaru was still a little unable to react.Candlestick beside him poked him with his fingers and smiled kindly at him.

Kewan was stunned for a moment, then quickly put down the water glass, stood up hastily from the seat, and stepped directly onto the table in two or three steps.

After seeing his stupid younger brother come on stage, Hikakiri didn't care about the chaotic dance of demons below the stage, took the microphone and said "Hello" a few times, and then opened his mouth.

"Good evening everyone, my brother Maru and I are bringing you today, what is it?"

"Brother! Didn't you say that you have memorized it well?!"

Keimaru standing on the stage is a bit broken, but it’s not the same as Lai Pai’s treatment of the lazy Akashi｜National Bank. The good brother of the country, Keimaru, can’t do anything below the crime, so he can only give it to his own Anijia bitterly. Mop up.

"What we are going to perform is...calligraphy!"

Cang Lan tilted her head, and exchanged a glance with Hasebe, who was next to her.

"Speaking of which, many people in Honmaru are good at calligraphy, right?"

Hasebe flipped through the other program list in his hand, nodded and "huh".

"That's right, there are a few other programs that also belong to the calligraphy category."

At this moment, Hikiri, who was standing on the stage, seemed to have heard their conversation, snatched the microphone from Kemaru's hand and brought it close to the corner of his lips.

"The calligraphy we perform is different from the traditional one, so, my lord, please watch carefully~"

The sultry ending came out of Mustakiri's mouth, which made Cang Lan, who was deserting under the stage and talking with Yakiri Hasebe, smile slightly.

Raising her hand, making a "please" gesture, Cang Lan said with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "We'll wait and see~"

Standing above the stage, Higakiri smiled, brushed his fingers across the coat he was wearing, picked up the writing brush that was on the table, and splashed ink directly on the paper held upright by his knees.

The smooth movements and the pen writing without a trace of hesitation made people who were already confident in Hakiri's calligraphy look forward to it even more.

Hidekiri's handsome side face is particularly soft against the warm light, and his focused expression when he writes adds to his charm virtually.

After a while, Mustaki put away his pen.

Just like his smooth movements when he picked up the brush, when he put down the brush, his movements did not show a trace of stagnation.

The flowing movements undoubtedly add a lot of points, making people more curious about the calligraphy.

As if responding to the curiosity of the people present, Higakiri got up and stood to the other side, holding up the writing in his hands together with Katsumaru.

Cang Lan's eyes fell on that word, he was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.

In black and white, his name was written on it: Cang Lan.

He stretched out his hand to Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was already stunned, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga handed over the loudspeaker pinned to his ear very politely.

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Cang Lan took the things and adjusted the headset while walking on the stage.

"That's not right."

Yan Rong, who was closer to the stage, helped Cang Lan and sent him onto the stage.

Picking up the pen from the table, Cang Lan easily wrote two words on another piece of white paper with the pen, then with a wave of his hand, he covered the piece of paper on top of the one held by Hikiri and Kemaru.

"This is my name, don't make a mistake next time."

Everyone moved their eyes, and they were all taken aback.

It is still written in black and white, but the content on it has the same pronunciation but different words, and the difference between words is thousands of miles apart.

Cang Lan.

That was his original name.

Pushing the things on the table aside, Cang Lan leaned back, tiptoed slightly, and sat on the table.At the same time, he waved at Higakiri and Kagemaru to let them step down.

"I think you are also very tired, but fortunately, don't bother."

"It just so happens that the moonlight is good today, suitable for storytelling."

"Then let's tell the story you most want to hear."

The Fu Sangshen below the stage were all in a daze, feeling a sense of unreality in their hearts.They want their lord to say how much effort has been wasted and failed, how can it be done today? !

Cang Lan smiled lightly, took out the two words she had just written, and unfolded them again.

The huge word "Canglan" stands out vividly on the paper.

"Canglan, the meaning of Canglan is cold, and the waves are like waves. Isn't the meaning very good?"

The Fusangshen sitting on the ground in a circle fell silent collectively.

My protagonist's mood is not very good, what happened here...

As if answering their guess, the next moment, Cang Lan tore the words he wrote in his hand to pieces.After finishing, he raised his hand and scattered the pile of confetti in his hand.

At this time, Cang Lan's voice also became low.

"There is no place to rely on for a lifetime, and this is the real meaning of this name."

Fu Sangshen looked at each other, wondering if they should stop their lord from continuing to talk, and always felt that his lord seemed very sad...

Before they could make a decision, Cang Lan's hoarse voice remembered again.

He was the first creation of that world.

He is a member of the age of ignorance at the beginning of the birth of the world.

People at that time were very simple, perhaps because they did not lack resources at that time, nor did they lack any other spiritual energy or other reasons?There is no need for everyone to fight.Without competition, there would naturally be no such thing as bloodshed.

Therefore, they were very innocent at that time, and because of this, they were not easily bewitched by others without distracting thoughts.Therefore, when the consciousness of the world said that one of them should be selected as the leader, everyone was very unimpressed by the news.

The reason is simple. At that time, they were very young, and they were in a mentality of "the world is the biggest, and I am the biggest".

For them who have witnessed how the world consciousness came into being, neither can invoke the law to judge the right, and whether they have any commendable world consciousness is really nothing to be proud of.

Therefore, when the invitation was sent out for the first time, it was understandable that no one answered the world consciousness.

So, rounding things up, it's normal for them to release pigeons collectively, isn't it?