Star Railroad: The Warden's I Interrogated Kafka

After saying that, he glared at Gu Yan fiercely, if he couldn't explain why.

I will never forgive him!

"Well...that's..."

Gu Yan thought for a while, grinned and said, "I, the warden, will perform on stage at the beginning."

"And, I will throw the biggest surprise for you."

"Little duck, maybe you will be so moved that you will rush towards me directly!"

? ?

"You better be!"

"And I'm Bronya! Not a salty duck!"

Bronya glared at Gu Yan with an annoyed expression.

What the hell is this bastard talking about?

but.

Will Gu Yan perform on stage...?

Bronya glanced at the other party.

This actually made her look forward to it.

Chapter 82: Gu Yan, the most handsome, most invincible and bravest warden in the universe, performs on the stage

Golden Opera House Central.

Bronya stood in the center of the stage.

"Quick! Unit No. 1 is in position! The warden said he wanted to give the host a close-up of his face!"

"Unit No. 2 is in place! Throw the content of the advertising product in quickly! This is what Master Topa specially ordered!"

"Unit 3, hurry up! Take a picture of the entire lobby!"

Below, the staff became active with the opening ceremony of the concert.

Bronya held up the microphone and looked at the camera gracefully.

This was specifically stated by Gu Yan.

It seems to be saying something......

Be fascinated by those aliens!

Still crazy...

Bronya felt a sense of shame in her heart as she thought about Gu Yan giving her a thumbs up from behind.

Why would you say such embarrassing things?

However, I heard that this live broadcast is not only for the planet Yaliluo.

It should be open to the entire universe.

Especially when I heard that this was held in Gu Yan’s name.

So....

Bronya's eyes froze, she must be more serious!

She took a slight breath.

He looked at the timetable held by the staff.

When the world comes to 18 o'clock in the evening.

The staff in the audience made an OK gesture.

The live broadcast has officially started.

And Bronya also quickly entered the state.

Because of the aristocratic elite education I received since childhood.

Make her behave appropriately and speak elegantly.

She faced everyone without any shyness, and her beautiful voice spread everywhere.

"Ladies and gentlemen, and all the children."

“Welcome to a night of music that will blow your mind.”

"I am the host, Bronya Rand."

......

......

Backstage.

Gu Yan saw Bronya's speech on the big screen.

"Wow, it feels like Bronya's best friend!"

March Qi's mouth opened slightly, and she quickly looked at the live broadcast on her mobile phone.

【Wow wow wow! !Silver-haired lady! !Stick, stick, stick! 】

【Bronya!I declare that I am Bronya's dog! 】

[Idiots, this live broadcast was created by that yellow guy!Don't be crazy! 】

【hiss!Yellow hair?What do you mean!Why are you scolding our prison chief like this? 】

【That’s right!Mr. Gu Yan, that’s not Huang Mao!It’s obviously a golden retriever, okay! 】

Hey, hey, there's no need to be serious in a place like this.

March [-]'s mouth twitched.

She sent a paragraph.

[Dear, please pay attention to March [-]~~The anchor will also perform on March [-]~~]

[Where did the little anchor come from?Are you actually here to take advantage of this popularity? 】

[upstairs +1]

【+2】

【+3】

[My evaluation is not as good as the girl in Xianzhou who eats noodles while standing on her head. 】

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"I'm furious!!"

March Qi was trembling with anger, these guys didn't believe she would come to power!

hateful!

When she becomes a big anchor, she won’t want these black fans!

"When are we going to go on stage?"

Xing nodded, his eyes a little eager to try.

After rehearsing for so long, she really wanted to go on stage and show off her dancing skills.

"Well, according to the form, you are after Gu Yan's performance."

Pera flipped through the list, then pushed up her glasses and said.

"Gu Yan still wants to perform?"

"Are you preparing to perform interrogation of prisoners?"

After hearing this, March [-] couldn't help laughing.

However, as she was talking, she noticed that Gu Yan was looking at her with a kind face.

She shut her mouth immediately.

"Hey, pink hair is pink hair."

"When the time comes to perform on stage, don't dare to move your body when you see the camera."

Gu Yan said sarcastically.

"You! Humph!"

"I will show you what it means to be born a star!"

March [-] snorted coldly.

And this time.

"Oh Shiluva...don't push me..."

"Kokolia, don't be shy."

Cocolia's voice filled with shame came from a corner.

Gu Yan looked over.

I saw Kokolia, who was wearing a heavy metal singer's costume and carrying a guitar, being pushed out by Sylva with a smirk on his face.

Cocolia at this time is different from the Great Guardian Cocolia.

The clothes the other party was wearing seemed to match Sylva's.

A five-pointed star was decorated on her face.

"Everyone... said we are all past that age."

"Does it make sense to still be wearing these student-era clothes?"

Cocolia was pushed by Xiluwa to Gu Yan.

He looked so embarrassed that he just wanted to bury his head in it.

"Humph! Cocolia, you just wasted your good figure!"

"Let Gu Yan comment on this outfit!"

Siluwa held Cocolia's hand and looked at Gu Yan with a smile on her face.

She said: "Kokolia was wearing this outfit at the time. I don't know how many male classmates were fascinated by her."

"I didn't expect...that I would be asked to comment on you..."

"cough!"

Pella was interrupted by a dry cough.

! !

hiss!

Sylva's face froze and she quickly stopped what she was going to say.

Oops, it was so dangerous, I almost spilled the beans.

"How do you like me?"

Gu Yan glanced at Xiluwa in a funny way. This guy looked like he wanted to break up with him and Cocolia before.

"Hmph! You've seen it!"

Seeing Gu Yan's face, Xiluwa didn't know why she couldn't get angry.

“Quickly rate and rate!”

Shiluva walked next to Cocolia.

The two people standing together really look like members of a girl group at a concert.

Cocolia also wanted to know Gu Yan's evaluation.