Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Eight hours later.

The cabin lights are lighting up and the scent of breakfast flows down the corridor.

Witch Jane fell asleep confused and the boss was gone.

Still stuffed half in a pure black sleeping bag, half in the white belly of a bunny sleeping bag, holding an extra pillow--

The pillow was suddenly removed.

“ ”As soon as the witch is awake, the subconscious will go to the anesthesia/drunkenness/gun, head up to greet Xiao Yinglong for battle, cold against the golden brilliant roof and brilliant crystal lamp.

Behind him, Ming Yaoha laughed when he grabbed Witch Jane's pillow.

The ship arrived at the port in two hours, when the trainees woke up less than half an hour later. On the corridor, Witch Jane was walking toward Logistics with two sleeping bags, ready for early return.

Especially the little white rabbit sleeping bag--

It's especially noticeable in a bunch of pure sleeping bags, black lights are fine, and when the lights shine, they blink.

Soft, without dignity!

On the long corridor, Mingyao curiously played with the two rabbit ears, shouting beside the witch: “Hey little witch, you know who comes first in the end! I don't know. Let me tell you something. Ha-ha-ha.”

Witch Jane stacked two sleeping bags and handed them over politely to the theater.

Ming Yao slapped the table: “That war was a terrible crying ghost! This story has to start with the hatching of the first dragon thief...”

Ming Yao shocked the theatre and thought back and muttered: “No, why are there two sleeping bags? Sent out 250, did someone sleep on the floor..."

Witch Jane was stiff and her eyeballs slipped.

Next to him, Ming Yao raised the rabbit's ear pillow as a frightening wood, and worked hard again: “But said the thief dragon was baptized in the egg, trained, teacher from the head of the seventh son of the well, left gun holy! Hey, it's not the left next to the character! This thief dragon keeps a mouthful of innate air, and with the high spotting, just one shell is the foundation of second order repair! Speak up and throw up: Da Chuxing, King Jing Yi-”

The theatre immediately distracted: “Lift your elbow and put your pillow away! Hey Ming, don't hold the pillow and don't put it away. Go to the restaurant behind you and grab a milk box and pat the table. You can still beat the fast board with two...”

Witch Lin led Mingyao through the restaurant and led Mingyao to visit the little wing dragon that was still in quarantine. When she came downstairs, Mingyao suddenly ecstatically shouted: "Captain -”

Witch Jane relieved herself and Xiaoming finally disappeared.

Starship arrival in Clousenki is approaching evening.

After 250 players landed, they were pushed into the studio in turn for interviews.

Witch Jane is in fifth place, and it happens to be Wei Yan before her.

Female researcher from the evolutionary scale said warmly to Wei Liang Cold, finally holding his hand and encouraging him: “Boy, do well! We didn't get an evolutionary point this time, and next time, next time. Don't put too much pressure on yourself! ”

Wei had no expression on his face and bowed gently to her before going out.

The female researcher looked in the direction of his departure for a long time before smiling back at Witch Jane.

One of her silver threads was stretched up by a hairline with slight wrinkles in the corner of her eyes. As one of the chief researchers of the evolutionary balance, she usually looked serious and smiled but tender.

The screen flashed gently, projecting the herbivorous dinosaur farm of the Witchcraft Squad.

“My favorite customs plan of the entire game. Almost all players chose the direction of predator evolution, except for the little witch. ”

“Ever since ancient times, the fittest have survived, not the strong.” She praised: “But it's the same as the players' first choice. Until now, the most advanced genes are being pursued, not the most suitable. ”

The female researcher's expression turned slightly cold, seemed to have something in mind, and the young hectare returned to the topic: "Take the simplest example, four-color vision. ”

Witch Jane.

She points to a dinosaur in virtual projection that covers the sky: “Dinosaurs have one of the world's most perfect cone cells that clearly recognises the ultraviolet spectrum in natural light. This advantage is not available in mammals. ”

“Dinosaurs have dominated the entire Middle Ages for nearly 200 million years, constantly oppressing mammals - the ecological position of our ancestors. If we were unfortunately born in that era, it would probably take caves and nights to come out and hunt.” The researcher smiled: “At night out, still living in a hole, naturally there is no need for high light sensitivity, and the cone cells gradually degrade. ”

“Then the primate appeared, evolving the mammalian dichroic vision into trichroic vision. Humans are three-color vision, and to go from three to four colors —— it still takes a long process," she said lightly: “Millions of years, millions of years. ”

“At least not now. ”

Witch Jane was listening to God, but the mentor suddenly turned the subject off and followed Taiben's interview with Witch Jane.

Fifteen minutes later, the staff made an OK gesture to the two men, and Witch Jane left the prep room to wait.

Witch Jane picked up a glass of water and just sat on the chair she heard a hidden conversation behind the curtain.

Program PD seems to contain half a cigarette, swallowing clouds and spraying misty words: “I said old classmate, you're old, cynical, and the interview is packed with personal goods! Hey!”

Female researcher: "Shut up. ”

Witch Jane was about to get up and leave immediately, with her listening headset and playback interview, and immediately made a gesture to let him sit down.

"" … "

Behind the curtain, the female researcher callously said: "It is costly to encode any gene, and less than 50 per cent of the engineer's six-year survival rate. Cone modification, representing high probability of retinal detachment. Bone marrow remodeling, which represents high probability of skeletal fibrosis, not to mention hematopoietic remodeling, immune remodeling, neuronal remodeling, emotional shackles. ”

“Six years ago, the R-yard base was dissolved and incorporated into R-yard entertainment. Federal insolvency laws only protect failed entrepreneurs, but not failed experiments. The discharge of so many rehabilitators at the time, without expensive drugs to maintain physical function, releasing them would amount to human destruction, even if they survived -” she paused and laughed.

“No emotions, no past, no future. ”

“And who will be responsible for them? ”

The two took the coffee and gradually moved away behind the curtain.

Witch Jane sat behind the curtain for a long time and her back was cold.

Until the scene showed that Witch Jane could move freely, he opened the door in a nightmare and suddenly pulled his legs in one direction.

The editor at the door was slightly surprised: "Looking for who? Westman? Oh, the bodyguard just walked in--”

The door of the mining room was closed, and Witch Jane fell on the floor window for a moment, meowing directly under her feet.

Witch Jane bowed her head and lifted the black cat who pulled his legs so hard.

In the door, the guard who was talking to the theatre suddenly turned back.

Outside the window, the teenager held the cat, his head stuck together on the glass and his eyes looked at him.

The play also turned around: "Yo, the little witch is here. You two have been dying in the game. Privately, it's a good feeling...”

He watched the guardian drop the script, open the door, reach over his little curly hair, and then turn to the cat. They whispered and relaxed their tight shoulders slightly.

The teenager shook his head, walked out of the storage room and waved goodbye to the guard.

When the guardian returns, the play opens up again: “Let's go on! This interview should not be so tight, this..."

He looked up and suddenly stunned.

The guard still faces no expression, but the chills in his pupils melt slightly.

“… yes, that's it, keep, keep!” At last, the theatre was relieved and handed over to the stage.

At the end of the post-game interview, Zoe immediately adhered to Captain White Moonlight's duties and convened the team members for a meeting.

During his time as a resource-poor trainee, Zoe took on a number of functions, including training planning, pre-game mobilization, post-game duplication and team performance, swimming like a ghost all over Clawson Base -

By the playground, Caesar, who was chasing the ball, suddenly shivered.

Zoe's boots coldly stepped on the ball.

Caesar: "What are you doing here... hey, show mercy, I'll go myself, I'm leaving! Little Witch, Wenlin, don't, don't...”

Caesar was soon apprehended by three men. Before leaving, Witch Jane slammed her football back to the playground.

Clawson's twin Tananta, Zoe, locked the door backwards, flipped open an undried notebook, and the first thing to do was criticize Caesar harshly.

“In three days, the personal reflection of the fourth round of the knockout round will be in my hands, leaving two copies for the company. And,” He glanced at Caesar's stomach, and Caesar immediately inhaled and held his breath trying to cover it up. Zoe grinned, “In a week, I'm going to see my body fat fall, and if it doesn't...”

Caesar glared.

Zoe: “I'm sending you to a gymnastics promotion class with Secretary Qu. ”

Caesar: "Fuck! Too harsh!”

Zoe threatened: "If I continue like this, I will apply to the company to bind the trainee to a relationship...”

Caesar trembled and hurried to beg for forgiveness. And Witch Jane trembled...

Wenlin said, “Witch, what are you shaking about? ”

Witch Jane shook her head hard: "No... No, no, no! ”

Zoe turned the page on the notebook and looked up and said, “Witch, fifth place, go on. The big picture is commendable, and the Melee Fights will be training this week. ”

“Lin,” he said, looking at his own assistant, gentle expression: “19, not far from the way out, trying. ”

Wenlin nodded with a smile.

“Also, it's very important to go back to work this time.” Zoe made a stand-alone gesture: "The squad will be there to advance this year's reserve selection. ”

”“ In advance, "cried Witch Jane.

Zoe nodded: “Something must have happened, I can't tell you. Also, Caesar and Lin went to Floating City for special training, and the rest of the trainees freely chose to follow suit. I wouldn't be surprised if I came along. I would also suggest the words of the little witch...”

Witch Jane's thoughts turned electric.

Summer games end at the height of the fugitive rehearsal, and whitemoonlight temporarily advancing selection is likely also related to the rehearsal.

Wait, Floating City special training--

Witch Jane brushed her head up.

Zoe: “Will the little witch go? ”

Witch Jane's eyes were crystal bright and she nodded: "Go!! ”

Near dinner, Zoe finally announced the adjournment of the meeting. Several people walked out of the South Tower and saw a group of robots busy at the North Tower gate, pine soil and flowers planted, and carrying bright painted furniture and beds to the North Tower.

Caesar watched for half a day and couldn't help but hold on to Witchcraft: “250 people are eliminated to 180. How can there be more beds? And mosquito nets —— the summer is over, and the Pokémon team didn't want to buy us mosquito nets. What's going on here? ”

Zoe remembers something: “The next round of knockouts, I hear, is an indoor competition with special guests. As the teacher also said this morning, all players will be moved to the South Tower and the North Tower will be emptied out and rearranged. ”

Caesar closed his tongue: "A tower is for guests! What guest? Giant Godzilla? ”

Witch Jane couldn't help but look a few more times.

The machines seem to be gathering the flowerpots together to spell words, but they are not real at night.

The Clawson Show Bowl lobby, starving for more than a hundred hours in the pristine jungle, just walked in and glanced straight at it.

Red burnt hooves, roasted pigs, fried fish, Buddha jumping walls, etc. are always neatly arranged on the long table, and the program PD speaks at the lights on --

The wolf swallowed the tiger and, stunned, no one looked up.

When Caesar came to a standstill, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed to the east slope.

Wenlin reminded: "Body fat...”

Caesar waved, “Whatever! Fat people are fat. After eating or fat, you have to lose them anyway! ”

Witch Jane explained the philosophical significance to Wenlin: “Fat is powerful...”

On stage, PD released a thank you to the sponsor's father for his genuine feelings, followed by a microphone shoot.

The burst of ear bursts and the practitioner burps down the stage.

“I announce two things," the PD is shooting the table: “Stop it all! The first, as we mentioned earlier, is to re-sleep all the players, this time according to the audience vote. ”

“The second part, 7 days off tomorrow, remember to go to our teacher Xiangxiang before the holidays to learn the survival skills needed in the next round of the knockout...”

The trainee was confused: "Ying teacher?... not looking for a blood pigeon teacher? ”

Xiangxiang nodded with a smile.

At the end of the meal, when the players arrive at 1: 00 p.m., the voting corridor where the players sleep opens immediately.

Waiting for the gap, the camera swept through the remaining 180 seats of players, swinging the eating Qin Jinbao, the makeup demonic thin fire, the witch talking to Zoe quietly, Caesar with the redhead gay...

Straight male blood dove wonders: “What are those two doing? Leaning together naked, what a system! ”

Xiangxiang took the melon seeds: “It should be Caesar who didn't want to sleep with Xiao Xiao Xiao. He took the lead in firing the two idiots CP," she looked at the backstage voting statistics: “Well, I don't think Clawson and I remembered. The bedroom is for four people, not two. ”

Two hours later, the results of the polls were made public.

Caesar's ghost called the wolf to complain to the show team: "Impossible, no. I report that if this slut slept with me, it would be against my intention--”

The theatre responsible for resolving civil disputes: “It's not like you two haven't lived here before. Besides, he's a little thin...”

Caesar immediately changed his mind: “Then I report that living together would be against the Nassau man. ”

The play: "… OK, then go against each other. ”

Then the list of bedroom members is printed at the speed of electricity: “It can't be changed, you have to be responsible for the audience vote! Remember to put it back on your bedroom door. ”

Nanta 602: Caesar, thin fire transmission, Mao Qiuqiao, Wei Yan.

The haunted army of trainees finally went back to sleep before the curfew.

Caesar thought about it, not meaning anything, and opened the door and looked...

Next door, in bedroom 603, Jingyi Shuang-C is in friendly communication with Zhuma entertainment and friendly communication. Ming Yao, who is happy to help, helped Qin Jinbao move the cold seats. The two discussed the development of modern book evaluation in depth. Qin Jinbao also offered to send him a piece of soap as a shock wood. However, it has not yet been waited for Mingyao to blow from his captain in the corridor - Zuo Potang hurriedly pressed Mingyao silent key on the first shot to retrieve the person.

Caesar looked at Bedroom 601 again, Zoe Wenlin's Witch... and the remaining guardian was still missing.

In Bedroom 601, one-third of the ballots were held up by Scarf CP.

Caesar whoops to the witch Jane: “O witch, I can't live with you anymore, but we're just one wall apart. If that bitch does something to you Caesar in the middle of the night, as soon as I knock on the wall, we'll copy him together! ”

Witch Jane was swayed by Caesar, barely nodded her head, and turned with her little wing dragon in her arms.

Little Winged Dragon's anger sticks out of his head.

“…” Caesar stunned for half a day before reflecting that he had returned to modern society: “Witch, you brought this back! Hey, I've eaten this... What is it doing? Don't peck, don't peck! ”

The last second before the curfew, the Ghost Guardian arrived stuck in Bedroom 601.

Five minutes ago, Zoe called Wenlin Witchcraft for a small meeting.

“Bedroom relationships are a very important part of socializing. ”

“We are all white moonlight entertainment, only the athletes are individual trainees. We want him to feel the warmth of home, not the rejection of three on one! ”

Wenlin nodded, and Witch Jane nodded along.

Zoe: “Especially little witches. In previous Clawson shows, a lot of players took revenge for firing CP. Remember, friendship in battle together is priceless and you can't let the programming team's marketing methods interfere with pure friendship between you and the Guardian! ”

Witch Jane continued to nod her head and her cheeks were slightly reddish.

Zoe was satisfied: "What is roommate care when it comes to practical implementation at the methodological level? For example, we can watch a movie together every Sunday night...”

There was a noise coming from outside the bedroom.

Zoe quickly stood up, overflowed with enthusiasm and shook Wencheng's hand, introducing her own assistant Wenlin by the way.

Raise your eyes when you guard.

Witch Jane stood behind Zoe Wenlin and looked inside, grinning like a little fool.

While the lights were still on, the three of us helped the guards move the case into the room.

Meow beneath his feet, a furry black cat's head naturally rubs against Jane's calf.

While passing through the living room chandelier, the little wing dragon on top looked at the guard and suddenly pounded his wings on the box, his face was filled with “to hug”.

The black cat stopped stalling.

Watch out for the jealous cat's eyes, looking at the little winged dragon on the box, the sinful cat's claws stretching out to the prey, the shadows bursting abruptly--

The half-air dragonfly cat jumped, the long beak against the hairy head was just a snap, the black cat waving its claws, and the fur blew all over her body.

Zoe: “!! Little Witch -”

Witch Jane and Guardian simultaneously.

The teenager grabbed the little wing dragon that was still fluttering and patted it on its wings. Wesley picked up the cat, and the black cat immediately licked his fingertips in the dog's leg.

Then push the case to continue.

“…” Zoe seemed to feel something was wrong and couldn't say it for another moment and a half.

The two of them were in the same rhythm, half beat, if the scene was a fugitive show - quite tacit.

Look at the cat's winged dragon rabbit again...

Zoe suddenly remembered the forum she had a look at: Go, go, go, go, go.

Zoe was slightly distracted by Ray's outer focus and quickly distracted.

The 601 bedrooms are slightly smaller than the 701, and the players each have a single room, bath, terrace, and a shared spacious living room. When the guards settled in, Witch Jane followed her captain out.

Infrared cameras are glowing in the dark, indicating that they are in the program catalogue at this time.

Witch Jane washes as usual, touches the little wing dragon, and leaves it separated from the rabbit in the living room. It will take some time for the two little animals to get along peacefully.

And cats...

Witch Jane lay down in bed.

The camera followed him slowly.

Juveniles roll in their quilts for nothing, but their hearts beat slightly faster than usual.

It's like being in love under the eyes of a parent.

The clock ticks and ticks point to twelve o'clock, and the soft curly hairs that sleep on the pillow twitch slightly, like a night breeze.

Arrived at 1: 00.

The infrared camera went out.

Shooting's over.

Witch Jane rejoiced and stroked outside barefoot.

He made a “shush” gesture to the rabbit and opened the door silently.

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