Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

South Tower 701 bedroom.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Witch Jane ran out of the warm and baked nest for the fourth time, drinking water, rabbits and running around the house.

You can't fall asleep!

The cold wind outside the window sandwiched with moisture and silence behind the hillside at Clawson Base. The sound insulation effect in the bedroom was worrisome, and after curfew it was not possible to sneak out - the witch's hand rubbed on the guitar for a long time, finally pressing a few strings and quietly stopping.

Witch Jane had to go back to bed, roll over, lie down, turn on the terminal.

The faint fluorescence brightened her cheeks, and Witch Jane wandered around the Clawson Show Forum and suddenly glanced.

Take a look…

It shouldn't be much to look at...

Witch Jane pokes her head out of the quilt, confirms that the rabbit jumps on the desk furthest from the bed, and then switches the trumpet fast ——

The avatar changed from a V-plus player ID to a bun-faced leopard.

After the change of number, the terminal flashed thousands of messages, including @, related reminders, and private message interviews. After the big man's popularity skyrocketed, the final ranking of "Taro Divination Vote” was once again picked out by fans. Unprecedented attention was paid to the only little leopard, Kryptonite, who held hands on a polling page.

Witch Jane ignored it and turned back to the Clawson Forum.

His heart beats so fast at this point that he slowly and slowly extends the cursor to the plate - eventually a temptation point can't help but go in.

The layout has changed.

With pink bubbles floating against a light background, the theme refreshes automatically, and new food output occurs almost every few minutes, so many users still knock on the bowl in the lobby chat room.

“Are you officially drawn today? No! No! - Why do I feel like I asked two hours ago? ”

“Pure little cute online food request, big time is online, how big are you, is it even more romantic today, when, can't wait to be able to live picture, big time, are you there, can play the draft, big mermaid whistle...”

Witch Jane only looked half the way. He opened the essence area and suddenly dazzled in front of her...

The skyscrapers of the # Scarf, # Shijin and # Jinyi TAG hang on a myriad of scales, and the entire page is rich and colourful.

Witch Jane's ears were slightly red and her boobs turned on the head of the heat.

Large strips instantly cast on the terminal, the guard wears cool sniper glasses, gently half kneeling in front of the witch, kissing the young man's right hand diamond ring.

Jane glanced away, afraid to look more. This grand painting missionary will softly outline, although it seems that the position of himself and his brother-in-law in Witchcraft is inadvertently reversed.

At this point, the recent update suddenly pops up.

When the Scarf Forum floated, countless fans raced to take the front row, and the latest words popped up automatically ——

Waiting anxiously outside the maternity ward, Zoe Caesar Wenlin's family and friends and the thin fire that somehow appeared here were beating the wizards' CALL: “Little wizards, come on, come on, come on!”

Witch Jane was scared to death: “...”

One stroke of the brush was closed, and Witch Jane opened another sticker.

“On the third day of witch Jane's incarceration, she hid in the corner of the wall, shivering, yelling," No, no, no. The bodyguard inhumanely unzipped his pants! Sharpen the gun, Ho Ho, to the little witch! ”

Close it again, third sticker.

“Defender's Secret Love Day 93, Clawson Base, Clear. The champion missed two more classes and baked a chocolate lava cake for the sorcerer..."

Off to the fourth post.

“Spring is here, and it's time to go to Clawson Lawn to catch the little witches. The champion prepared carrots, hooks and 300 sentences early to join the army of witch hunting practitioners...”

Witch Jane finally found out what the problem was.

Everyone misunderstands Big Brother - Big Brother is the flower of Kaolin! How could you do such a thing! And... obviously the single arrow is the other way around...

Along the way, Witch Jane finally flipped out a few clicks on "The Garment Guard”.

“After three months of enthusiastic pursuit, Witch Jane pressed the guardian against the wall and finally announced her hand on the day of the competition. He squinted his eyes, kissed the guard's cheek with piety, and gently pressed him to the bed, 'Tonight, please leave everything to me' ——”

Witch Jane read word for word, her face was burning red.

Few sentences seem to poke at the heart and to go hand in hand with secret thoughts that you wouldn't even dare to think about. The boss's handsome face was so tempting because of his invisibility, he couldn't help but pounce past a kiss--

The terminal snapped and fell on the bed, and Witch Jane rubbed her face hard almost to form a phantom.

Forget it! Stop it!

Witch Jane turned herself over again and buried her entire face in a soft pillow, revealing only the tip of two red fluttering ears.

Witch Jane doesn't know much about pulling lights after, although her brain can't make it up, it doesn't interfere with self-censure:

The pursuit of confession and hand kissing is one step at a time! It's abrupt to kiss the boss yourself! Although... the chances of the boss accepting a confession are minimal, he still needs to take it seriously! Over-braining is disrespectful to the boss!

It was a long time before Witch Jane sat out of bed and looked out the window.

Big man is unlikely to accept confessions because he and big man... are still too different.

No strength, no protection, no solid backing for him.

Witch Jane jumped out of bed again.

The lights were on and the lights were faint, and the bedroom walls were filled with Witchcraft's learning plans for every game.

First knockout: 4 hours of static shooting on June 11, 1 hour on the back, 0.5 hours of note-taking. NOTE: Ask Zoigo for the pressure gun...

Knockout 3: Dynamic shooting for 6 hours on August 1...

Witch Jane carefully pulled out a piece of paper, took out a pen and started writing a new plan.

The duration of the training is comparable to previous ones.

The rabbit squatted on the table and his eyes rolled around with the witch Jane.

Witch Jane smiled and took the rabbit away: "Bunny, please. ”

Where it came from, Witch Jane put the plan in place.

“I want to… chase someone. ”

Try your best to go after him.

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The day after the trainee finishes the vaccine, the training for the new round of elimination is officially started.

The Clawson Base, which once had a capacity of 500, has only half of the players left and is divided into 10 groups by number for group training.

At 8: 00 in the morning, Caesar was in the cafeteria, pulling his voice and exaggerating: "Didn't you just wash a ball in the washing machine? What the fuck is wrong with him? Throw an apple in front of my door early in the morning and insert a fruit knife! He didn't do anything to Grandpa's soccer--”

Zoe looked over Caesar and looked at the witch who came in from the training room.

Zoe: “When did the little witch get up? ”

Caesar asked three questions and touched his head: “At 7 o'clock, I saw the robot sneaking rabbits in the living room, and I think the little witch is already at the training ground. ”

Zoe greeted Witch Jane far away, pulled the chair open, specially stripped a naked egg, and looked at her mercifully.

At 11 o'clock, Witch Jane closed the virtual obstacle scene, took a battle bath and rushed to the open field behind the hillside of Clawson.

Dark green vegetation covers the day and is tightly covered by glass. The vine curls like its tentacles in the air...

Blood pigeons walked into the glass cover and kicked a foot somewhere in the vegetation, releasing some player who was stretched tight and screaming by the vines: "Rate D. You're so fast... don't ask you to run past the dragon, you can't even run away from the dragon? ”

The player lost his soul: “Sword Dragon only eats grass...”

The drama threw towels at him, moved another ladder, applied deep repair hydrating vine protectors and so on to the vine he had just tied, obviously more on the vine than on the other competitor. "Eating grass and biting you don't conflict. ”

The athlete looked at the drama to care for Vine, and finally couldn't help but say: “What the hell is this...”

Drama: “The giant Benesu iron wood is injected with porcine cage grass thyme vegetables to catch the flygrass stress gene. Hey, don't poke it, she's still a little girl, she just came out of the nursery room, and the Mimosa gene! ”

Athlete: “This nursery is big enough...”

By the time the player dried the mucus from his body, the last group of 25 practitioners had completed their assessment.

The player also greeted Witch Jane when she went out, and she immediately remembered the big brother - who had filled him with several glasses of water in the control card and was eventually eliminated by Jing Yi Shuang C.

The blood pigeon walked out of the glass cover and removed the respiratory filtration equipment, indicating that the witch and others sat around him.

“Round 4 knockout scene," Blood pigeon knocks on glass cover: “will reshape the mid and late chalk era environment. Any organism you see is the product of genetic recovery, the private property of the sponsoring company, and cannot be damaged. There's only one gun in the race, □ □. Do you understand me? ”

Practitioners brush their heads all together.

Blood pigeons throw virtual screens: “In the game, you get almost any high-tech equipment you can think of - Land Cruisers, First Aid Sprays, even Precision Gliding Wings, Thermostats, Hormone Detectors. ”

Not waiting for everyone to get excited, the blood dove added: "But. Your greatest enemy is the environment. ”

A pair of pie brushes projected in the middle of the sky.

“The Chalk Era, with an oxygen content of 28%, is greater than the current oxygen content of 21% of Blue Star, and carbon dioxide is six times higher than it was before the first industrial revolution.” Blood pigeon lights up an practitioner: "Tell me what the problem is. ”

The practitioner mocked: “Natural oxygen, refreshing? ”

“…” the blood dove asked him to sit down: “Wrong, it will be hypoxic. ”

“High concentrations of oxygen can cause a transition to ventilation and accelerate CO2 intake poisoning. Secondly, high carbon dioxide partial pressure in humans inhibits alveolar gas exchange, penetrates the cerebrospinal fluid barrier, and blood binding carbonates become more acidic, further reducing oxygen binding capacity. ”

“Without respiratory assistance, your ability to survive will be drastically reduced.” Blood pigeons take out the equipment they just removed, indicating: "This is your initial gear, it can only last 6 hours, and then it will be dropped in place. ”

Witch Jane reacted quickly.

- Respiratory filtration equipment played a decisive role in the fourth elimination round, with material far more important than the first three.

The blood pigeon has been explained, and the theatre has begun to distribute the equipment.

Blood Pigeon: “Today's training is a 16-minute quick crossing with breath filtration devices. Once the obstacle is stepped on, the vine will attack the target within 2 seconds. If you understand, go to the right side of the queue to prepare. There will be a major lesson before the sun goes down. The practice will be embarrassing in front of everyone...”

Witch Jane's head rose.

There is a big lesson this afternoon...

Half a lesson.

Witch Jane slipped out of the vine without any signs of contact with the obstacle. Blood pigeons corrected a few moves and slowed their heads. It was kind of an acknowledgement of Jinxian's diligent efforts: “The little witch can leave first, just go back and hide the basics and review it twice. ”

Witch Jane asked quickly, "Mentor, can I practice a few more times?

Blood pigeons stunned and thought about the opening: “Off-road training is not a high percentage of actual applications, if you have time, you can put it on melee fights -”

Witch Jane said, “Just strengthen your muscle memory. ”

Blood pigeons learned that they had not taken away Witch Jane's breathing equipment, leaving him to drill in the vine.

The group training swung by.

Towards sunset, 250 trainees finally gathered in front of the vines.

16 minutes off-road is not difficult, and the frequency of attacks from the vines gives the athlete a response interval. After mastering the breathing rate of the adapter, many players have made qualitative breakthroughs - at least not easily rolled up by GM green tentacles.

On the hillside of the Clawson Show.

The thin fire was standing in front of the vines and Caesar was looking for redheads in the crowd, but the redheads were hiding in the shade to communicate.

“Ancient copy! Brother, I told you there might be prehistoric giant - big - guinea pigs! ”

“Grilling is prehistoric giant - big - grilled guinea pigs! Hey, don't hang up, I'm not kidding...”

Redhead nagging in the video, suddenly cautious, look left and right, quietly touching the corner of the wall: “Brother Wei is about to enter the fourth course of treatment? ”

“Okay, I know. More contact with the outside world, steady emotions, positive guidance, comfort with the healer... comfort? The cat is already on its way to the courier? ”

Shaoha, red hair like lightning came out, grabbed a staff member and asked, "This, do we feed cats at the base? Oh, just check in? What kind? I don't know what breed it is. It's the kind of cat that pisses people off! ”

On the stage, the blood pigeon raised his horn and was urging the trainees to line up: “As before, a group of 25 people crossed the country in the vine area to take stock of today's training results and run fastest to order meals in the cafeteria tomorrow ——”

The stage suddenly blew up.

“Dried Pot Beauty Frog”, "Bowl Chicken”, “East Slope Meat”, “Crab Yellow Cage" and so on and so on. In the midst of a mess of kung fu, Witch Jane left and right in the crowd and finally squeezed into the team leader, idly spaced dozens of people from the big man.

The guardian looked far away at him.

The teenager looked slightly red and pretended not to find the big man. Little curly hair lifted back to reveal his forehead, and his usually soft, round face looked handsome.

Witch Jane was a little nervous, although she soon regained her emotions. In order to show the “more mature” side in front of the big man as much as possible, he specially cleaned up and learned to roll up the sleeves of the training suit like a big man.

It's like when you go to school, the basketball field is full of teenagers trying to attract the attention of girls.

On the stage, the blood dove quickly dialed a group of people to prepare the book, including Witch Jane. Blood Pigeon: “The rules of the game are that there are no rules. All right, let's get the teacher ready to time--”

Witch Jane was ready for a long time.

Touched the vines a few more times than any other practitioner, and Witch Jane was already familiar with the doorway, even mastering some special technique - using 2 seconds of plant reflexes and walking to drag the players in the same group while clearing herself of the obstacle to the way forward.

The stage soon got excited.

Caesar's voice was as clear as Hong's: “Damn little witch thief handsome! ”

Even Ming Yao shouted well to Witch Jane, clapping his hands - half of the applause suddenly remembered something, looking at his own captain. Zuo Potang laughed: “Your hand is yours, see what your captain does? ”

In the vine area, Witch Jane jumped up and down in the vegetation gap and suddenly dwarfed when she was swept away by the vine. With her flexible and powerful abdominal muscles, she quickly bounced off and stepped on the next vegetation precisely after leaving - the two vines that attacked Witch Jane suddenly collided.

The shoulder arms were slightly moved and the training jacket, which had almost been torn off, was put back on again, and the clothes were shaken by the wind.

The guardian squints.

Caesar continued to blow heavily, and the thin fire blew a whistle far away.

At Xiangxiang's exaggeration, he covered his heart: “This tactical move, I don't care if it kills prehistoric beasts - at least the hearts of hundreds of millions of young girls in front of the murder screen! Life has finally hit my 17-year-old kitten! ”

She quickly added before the blood dove questioned her: "Shut up. ”

Nine minutes and 12 seconds later, after an off-road circle, the edge of the venue finally reappeared in front of Witchcraft.

At the foot is a minefield marked with a flag of dense hemp.

It takes 1 minute 20 seconds to bypass.

And of course, there's an adventurous way...

Witch Jane suddenly saw the crowd guard time.

Vigorous exercise, accelerated blood flow and spillage of dopamine and adrenaline allowed him to make his choice for a second.

He wants to pitch three points in front of his secretly loved brother.

Witch Jane leaped all the way, pulled the vine, a rush backwards, rose through the sky with a shock, crossed the barrier strip marked by countless flags, whistled green tentacles at him, stepped over the early autumn wind of a spiral -

The end point is just one arm away.

Thanks 18cm is my own deep water torpedo!

Thanks 18cm is my own shallow water bomb!!

Thank you Sunset Moon Wind, 18cm is my own rocket ~

Thank you 18cm is my own x16, chirp, spring awareness, pickle dish dish dish, however I choose silent grenades ~

Thank you 18cm is me x48, deep no fish x5, Irenebamx3, Knj7qsx2, zheng , mosquito hugs cabbage, ooh, can't sleep long, a sake, star, biubiubiu, glutinous rice, nemi, linxia, 23707579, uncharted, shocked, cloudy plain, mosaic matchstick, tiny, ink dust, y, wind, shudder, body song, walking, phil_walks from shock to frost descent, melancholy rainbow prince, metaphor, your cousin, little pimple, a little connotation,/deicide, diva and big white ice, running red pepper, fairy little cute mine ~ ~

Thank you very much, Big Brother.

This was yesterday! TAT is sending out late... take a nap to write today!