Chapter 71 Props
When Dazai Osamu returned, he put the entanglement with Taneda Santoku behind him and excitedly went to find new friends to hook up with.
"Odasaku!"
Dazai Osamu skipped to construction site No. 3, where a bearded man was checking the duty roster in his hand.
"Dazai." Oda Sakunosuke raised his head, "I'm going to get off work soon, please wait a moment."
"You're so serious."
When it was time to get off work, Oda Sakunosuke slowly packed up his things, picked up his bag and walked with Dazai Osamu.
Others cast various looks.
"Would you like to go eat spicy curry together?" Oda Sakunosuke's expression was calm, but there was unexpected sincerity in his gray-blue eyes.
"Okay!" Dazai Osamu raised his hand high.
Oda Sakunosuke doesn't talk much, but he always answers questions.
When Dazai Osamu was about to leave the cordon of Leibo Street, he took out the mask from his pocket, put it on, and pressed down the hat on his head.
He rushed out with Oda Sakunosuke, quickly opened the car door, and patted the driver's seat, "Hurry up, let's go to the curry shop!"
They came out from the other side and were lucky enough not to run into any paparazzi.
“It feels like there are more people guarding outside.”
Dazai Osamu puffed up his cheeks, "Ah, it was all caused by those annoying guys."
"Do you need help?"
"No, there will be a criticism meeting in Leibo Street tomorrow, Odasaku can come and join in the fun."
"Will you deduct my salary?"
"No deductions, you can watch the show with pay."
Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "Okay."
It was called a criticism meeting, but in fact it was an inspiring speech.
After being busy for who knows how long, the system finally came back with its five-star props: five sets of clothes and five microphones.
Last night, they were confused by the five sets of clothes in the system space.
Yuji Itadori looked at the big box in front of him. There was everything in it. It was called clothes, but it actually also included socks, shoes, and half-finger gloves. The design was really beautiful. "Did they find some legendary master to design the clothes? It took so long."
"Didn't Fuku-kun say at the beginning that he would look for materials? Maybe he would start with weaving the cloth." Kuroko Tetsuya said, "If it's handmade, it will take a lot of time."
"Where are these five microphones?" Dazai Osamu poked at the beautiful microphones. Each one had a sense of design, but other than that, there seemed to be nothing special. "Oh, by the way, I remember there were speakers, too. Why didn't I see them?"
The system stroked the hair on its head, trying to look cool and cool. "It's still on the way. I asked the master to build you a top-notch recording studio!"
Yuji Itadori was stunned: "Master, is your business scope so wide?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi picked up the ring in the box and asked, "Why is there still a ring?"
"There are even hairpins." Kuroro tried on a bat cross hairpin. The silver cross was inlaid with long red gems in the middle. It was well-made and full of details if you looked closely.
Yuji Itadori looked at Kuroro carefully and said, "He seems to have become more handsome."
Kuroro asked with a question mark face, "Wasn't I handsome just now?"
“Not really, it’s a very strange feeling.”
"It's a common problem in that world. High-level clothing looks like this." The system waved its hands, indicating that there's no need to worry too much about it.
Dazai Osamu sounded familiar. The system initially gave him a picture book that allowed him to see different worlds, and the core of one of the worlds was clothing.
“It’s the world where we fight with clothes.”
Kuroko Tetsuya was surprised with a poker face: "Clothes, how are they related to fighting?"
System explanation: "For example, if you wear a set of clothes with the attribute of flying, you can fly, and if it is a set of clothes with the attribute of fire, you can use fire."
It pointed at the clothes on the table and said, "Putting on this whole set of clothes will bring you the blessing of purification power. The microphone can increase the appeal of the song. The songs produced in the special recording studio will not weaken the purification power contained in them even if they are burned into CDs or something like that."
Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed: "What a buggy world."
"I'll take you there to play when I'm free." The system rubbed his head.
Yuji Itadori: "Are we going to go on stage with these microphones tomorrow?"
They were actually very receptive, especially compared to the microphone used by senior Lala Manaka that they had seen before, this microphone was not particularly fancy.
"Of course, I guarantee that the audience will be very excited after hearing this!"
Tsushima Shuji shook his index finger, "I can get them excited even without props."
System: "Okay, you are the best. This microphone is just an upgrade of your 100% ability to 200%."
A good speaker should not only be able to speak, but also be able to mobilize the emotions of the audience, penetrate their hearts, occupy their minds, and pull them into the world constructed by their own language. To put it bluntly, it is brainwashing, but not everyone can do this.
The topic of freedom and equality is one of the top ten famous speeches in the world, because no matter when, human beings always have an infinite pursuit of freedom and equality, and this also applies to the people of Leibo Street.
They did not choose a day off, but gathered everyone on a weekday, and put all the participants on the stage. Instead of making them kneel, they made them sit with their hands handcuffed. This treatment made the people who were arrested even more uneasy.
The various looks from below made the captured people feel irritated, but the cold gazes from the people standing behind them made them suppress the urge to curse at this moment.
A criticism meeting? What a childish thing, so childish that they thought the matter would be over after being scolded.
I haven't heard anything happened to the person who was sent to the police station last time. He is sitting there peacefully.
There was a long table on the stage, and on the table was a model of the Leibo Street construction.
Sawada Tsunayoshi stood at the front and said calmly, "Everyone participates in the construction of Leibo Street and builds their own homes little by little. I believe that in a short time, you will have a brand new, clean and warm new home with a wide street in front of your home, convenience stores, coffee shops and flower shops on the side of the street. In the morning, you can walk on the flat stone road to school and work. After lunch at noon, you can go for a walk in the newly built park. There may be artists performing there in the evening."
Sawada Tsunayoshi pointed to the houses on the model and said, "The higher houses can see the Yokohama Sea, and the lower ones can see the cherry trees planted outside. These houses will be distributed to everyone for free, and shops will also be distributed to you. Different areas will be distributed according to each person's contribution. These are promised from the beginning."
The people in the audience sounded a little dazed.
"So good?"
"They definitely won't cheat us. If they did, they wouldn't have invested so much money in the beginning. If something goes wrong in the middle, then all the money will be wasted."
"Pfft, don't say such unlucky things."
Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice was not angry, but confused and disappointed. "I just don't understand why someone would do such a disgusting thing to mess things up? Don't they want to do it, and don't they want others to be better?"
The first step in the speech is to stir up the anger that everyone feels.
Yuji Itadori gave a stack of papers to the people in the audience and asked them to pass them around. On the papers were detailed introductions of the people who were being tortured, including their names, organizations they belonged to, and what mistakes they had made. Everything was clear.
While they were watching, Dazai Osamu took over Sawada Tsunayoshi's words, "If what they do is successful, the city government may have to evaluate us. The construction of Leibo Street is likely to be postponed, and the postponement date is uncertain. Most people should know our work. We will not stay in one place for a long time. We run announcements at home and abroad. This time we stay here to supervise because we want to be responsible to everyone. We have also turned down a lot of work because of this matter."
He sighed deeply. "We invested all our savings and made great efforts. If this happens frequently, it will really undermine our confidence."
There was no restriction on who could speak which part, or each person could speak one part, but there was no doubt that what everyone said struck directly into the hearts of the people in Leibo Street.
No one can accept the light being taken away when a bright future is about to come.
They were talking halfway, some sitting, some standing, talking one after another, it didn't look like a speech, but more like chatting with the audience. They all had their own speaking styles and different feelings, which weakened the audience's subconscious idea of "I'm listening to a speech" and made them feel that they were speaking from their hearts.
This was not a "formal" speech process, but it was very successful in arousing the anger of the residents of Leibo Street.
After hearing this, Nakahara Chuuya had the urge to rush up and hit someone. Most of the lambs were well-behaved in school. This kind of peaceful and stable life where they didn't have to worry about fighting for supplies was the most corrosive to people's hearts, but it was also what everyone expected. He often heard the lambs worried about whether this kind of life would continue.
Those who were in the same organization as the criminals lowered their heads in shame and wanted to slap themselves for the first time in their lives.
Dazai Osamu looked at the reactions of the people below and adjusted the content of his speech bit by bit.
The tortured people faced the angry gazes of hundreds of people, cold sweat ran down their backs, soaking their clothes. They suspected that if there hadn't been people surrounding them to stop them, someone would have rushed up and beaten them to death.
He first aroused everyone's expectations for a better future, then expressed his own disappointment, the difficulties of investing in Leibo Street, and the consequences of failure. Finally, he expressed that he would never give up, so that everyone could rest assured.
One small combo after another.
Many people were already in tears, looking at them with great emotion, and their emotions were completely carried away.
Most people in Leibo Street are accustomed to suppressing their nature and emotions in a bad environment. When they are guided to vent their emotions, it is like pouring a pot of oil on dry wood and a raging fire, which is out of control.
Mori Ogai, who was standing in the corner, was shocked when he saw this scene. "Is this also the basic skill of an idol?"
He even suspected that this was the effect of supernatural powers, as he was able to incite people with words alone, without even shedding a single fake tear or making an exaggerated expression.
Alice: “Maybe?”
Mori Ogai had a toothache: "Then they should run for the US presidency, why waste time on such a small place."
"It's better to use it in a small place like this." Alice stepped on Sen-oh's foot. "Is it a good idea to let them train a group of fanatical believers?"
Mori Ogai Yuyu: "A crazy fan? Why not?"
"Just accept your fate, sloppy uncle. They must have some tricks they haven't used yet. We can't defeat them at all."
"I don't have any intention of doing it." Mori Ogai's eyelids twitched. "If this is the best solution, it's not unacceptable."
"You talk as if you can break free." Alice rolled her eyes at him and turned away indifferently.
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