Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Wenlin: “Little Witch and Guardian know each other… from the start of the game, about 3 or 4 months? ”

Zoe hasn't said a word yet, Caesar.

“You said he'd been robbing women with little witches for four months? This big brother is funny! It's strong enough!”

Zoe pushed Caesar away: “I always thought they...”

Wenlin smiled: “Good feelings are good things. ”

On stage, Witch Jane finally lost to the beauty.

The scene slipped next to the Goddess ID and the Witch Jane's name was plugged into the terminal just after turning back.

Vera Wenju: "Excuse me, take a picture of me and bring both names. ”

On the duel table.

Wei Shi was definitely abandoned by Vera, directly replaced the second volunteer, and chose Fengxinzixiu Empire practitioner Chu Chu. Program PD immediately and enthusiastically arranged his next duel.

The red rose waved beneath the stage and gathered with her girlfriend.

“The athletes are good. There's plenty of footage. Do you have backstage? ”

“No way!” Friend brushes his head: “I heard he didn't give the show team money, he didn't even show up for a few games, PD was stupid at the time, and asked where this guy came from! Later, PD pitied him for being delayed by Wang Zhaojun, what footage, advertising, one after the other to compensate. ”

“So, look at this Clawson show. It was Wei Yan who sat on the PD rear palace... but he was an uninteresting elm head. Brother Little Witch leaning into the country, seemingly flattered, PD's heart, but tied to the athlete! Everyone said that the way a man can't forget you is to make him feel guilty. PD is like the loving Sun King Louis XIV...”

The red rose could not help but kowtow 66 melons in a row.

Ten and a half.

All duels have finally come to an end, and the list of sub-groups for the fifth round of the elimination rounds has come out.

Red and white roses are thin fire-breathing, witch and fairy companions, Weishi and Mao Qiuqiao each chose an imperial trainee.

And Clawson's number one seed player, Wei Yan, still didn't escape the “bad luck” of being randomly paired by the PD. Soon after, a small, shrewd girl drew lots and stood beside Wei Yan, tranced by a huge surprise.

But Wei Yan seems more tranced than she is.

The noisy grouping was finally finalized.

PD announced the week with a loudspeaker on the stage, and when he stepped down, he had simply and roughly packed his bags and made a flying return trip to the city.

His companion Chu Chu almost didn't hold his face, and the practitioner beside him whispered comfort: “What did he tell you when he was in the team? How could you just say yes? ”

Chu Chu moved his lips: “He just said one thing... with a lying bag to win. ”

At the end of the breakout dinner, Zoe accidentally wrapped herself around the redhead, heating up the wine: “How old is the athlete? I have a distant cousin who needs to introduce...”

Turning to the red hair of the snail powder: “What? No, Vega has a boyfriend! ”

Zoe, give me a break.

He's been scammed! The champion is not a straight man!

And there's a family practitioner...

He clasped his hands tight.

The image of the White Moonlight Building appeared in my head for a moment, and a blurred muscular man cried and lifted his knife to find the little witch: "Give me back my guard time! Fox Pokémon! ”

After a while, Secretary Qu taught: “Little witches can't be stolen! Witch is the wealth of the whole company! ”

Next to him, the redhead hiccups a spiny pink, and the same heat contacts Zoe Mann: “Well, what did I just say, your cousin? How old are you this year, here I am... Hey, it's not like I have a brother, I've been single for almost 30 years! Broke my heart! People are absolutely reliable! Why don't you give them a lead, Captain Zoe? Brother Zooey? ”

Zoe walked out of the broadcast hall.

The redhead waving the bottle behind him shouted, "Leave your cousin a signal! My brother...”

Zoe suddenly braked hard.

Throughout Clawson, people don't know the background when defending, so it's better to start with the redhead.

Zoey Windhoek: "How old is your brother… as a champion? ”

"My brother's a little long! Hey, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! They both grew up together, family! What man? Thirty-one flowers! ”

Zoe: “Growing up together? How did you grow up? ”

“This... eating, drinking, you'll grow up!” Redhead, blurry description: “We lived in a large compound and came out to find work together, and lived close. You see how good Vega is! My brother carved that mold too! It's nicer than my name! ”

Zoe nodded, “What does your brother do? ”

Red hair: "City pipe! And breeding... breeding guinea pigs..."

Zoe finally came up with a faint picture.

Born poor athletes come to the Clawson show to fight, usually play quietly in reality shows, and occasionally skip classes to help raise rats at home. The force value is 9 points, the face value is 9 points, there is no economic company, the reconnaissance position is steady and steady, the nearby war can be rounded up, suitable for white moonlight recruitment strategy replacement...

Think about it.

Such a shadowless practitioner who ran away without a game...

If there's anything really going on between these two, it's definitely 7x24 hours of sticking together, but the champion leaves when the team is finished! How important is the city's management to keep him from going back? The castle owner?

Ten thousand steps back, sleeping with the little witch, don't you see under your eyes!

Zoe took a sigh of relief and had two more drinks to calm down. One or two pages of the forum is a return to reason. These CP powders can make up for how much pregnancy has been fed to the brain by hiccups. There is no such thing as catching wind in the world!

Zoe patted Redhead on the shoulder: “Thank you. ”

Redhead said: “How can you thank me for that? Lead a single young man to serve the people. Hey, where's your cousin's contact information...”

The next morning.

With more than 300 practitioners crowding the staircase, Clawson's pre-game instructor finally arrived with a little rain.

This is a young, blonde, eye-catching gentleman who walks in with steam and a hint of cedarwood. He wore a pair of golden silk framed glasses, drooped down Sven's vintage chain, supported a long handle black umbrella, and slightly wet half his body, but kept the handwriting strict.

Upon entering the door, he carefully slipped his umbrella into a transparent umbrella bag, did not throw a trace of water on the floor, and then smiled and handed out a business card to the trainer sitting in the front row.

Head of Operations, Revival Scenic Area, Cape Dynasty (Valois, Bourbon, Orleans and Burgundy), Chazo.

The handout is distributed backwards and forwards, and the ink comes out of the paper. This appears to be the best hands-on printing of the Clawson Round knockout, with portraits, sculptures, war paintings and hot gold on the back of the cover.

Caesar looked at the hot-gold pattern: “How did someone put a poker grass stamp on it? No more hearts squares? ”

Witch Jane quickly explained: "It's not grass, it's iris. ”

“The Iris is a medieval French royal logo, commonly found in shields and crests, used to distinguish the knights of the Frank tribe, and as the bourbon dynasty flourishes it becomes a symbol of the French kingdom. This time the sponsor, the Cape family, is the source of the French Bourbon dynasty...”

Witchcraft flipped through the pages, holding more of a tourist memorial than a handbook. The first part is a map of the quadruple scenic spots, including the Palace of Versailles, the Grand and Grand Trianon Palaces, the Cross Canal and nearby estates, among others, and even the tour routes are carefully marked.

On the left side of Witch Jane, Captain White Moonlight glanced proactively and quickly drew a pen to circle the possible ambush area on the map.

“…” Witch Jane looked admirably at the captain and flipped back again. The second part consists of successive exhibits in the scenic area, while the third part briefly describes the history of French court art...

On stage, Teacher Xiazuo introduced herself and opened the main projection.

“The culmination of French art began in the seventeenth century.” At the center of the screen, accompanied by a light court pastoral song, a marble courtyard, bronze shallow relief and a rolling architectural facade, followed by the crowded king: “Louis XIV. ”

Xiazuo revealed his gaze of admiration and his voice was as low as a cello: “Versailles built the city because of Louis XIV. Until now, almost all the bright ‘French elegance’ originated there - the Palais Versailles. ”

“The Palace of Versailles has gone through three emperors. Solar King Louis XIV adores ballet, opera, and scripture, and has spent his life developing perfumes, employing almost all of Paris, Florence painters and sculptors for his use. His great-grandson, Louis XV, is an advocate of Rococo art. If Louis XV's reign were the dividing line, we could clearly see the birth of Rococo from the rugged Baroque art. ”

“Until Louis XVI, when the art of the court evolved to its fullest extent, Queen Mary Antoinette was famously passed down as Queen Rococo, while Versailles was also a breeding ground for neoclassicism. ”

The projection enters a long gallery staggered with countless pieces of fascinating art, with a portrait of Queen Mary at the end of the gallery and elegant photography of a plain white dress.

“Neoclassicism.” Shazo explains: “Rocco is a gorgeous extreme, neoclassicism is a simple recurrence. However, the painting was quickly removed by the royal family. The simple queen was seen as‘ insulting the face of the French royal family ', and Queen Mary was asked by the people to show her in her gown. Of course, ten years later, when the French Revolution erupted, Mary's‘ reasonable clothing 'became once again evidence of a waste of royalty...”

Downstairs.

The notes were brushed together, and in the end, Witch Jane even had time to write down a few keywords.

As soon as the pen stopped, Caesar came and scanned it.

Zoe frowned and checked her notes: “The Louis Three Company, Palace Art, Portraits, Murals, Opera, Ballet Dance, Sculpture and Sun King Perfume… Is the fifth knockout the Versailles Palace? ”

Witch Jane opened the pre-class analysis: “More than that,” the teenager glanced over a blank face in the mural, like waiting for the player to enter the game to fill in: “The court role play. ”

Caesar brushed over a dozen pages and closed his notes to the Witchcraft table.

Zoe scolded: “You can scan, you can see. ”

Caesar shouted, “Somehow, everyone has the right to pursue art!... I might even be a painter if I didn't fight the escape show! ”

On stage, Teacher Xiazuo gently closed the lecture and projected the next week of study.

The crowd made an instant noise.

Xiazuo signaled the silence of the people, sounding like a gorgeous chant: “The Bourbon dynasty has been annihilated by the great river of history, and the Versailles Palace has been repaired several times. Only art lasts forever. ”

“When we want to know about a dynasty that has passed away and who knows all its forms, one of the easiest answers is to watch and learn about the art of the day. Remember that artistic style is a temperament and the artist's emotion and experience are the most authentic manifestations. So over the next seven days, I will lead you through a basic course every day...”

Monday plaster sculpture, Tuesday oil painting, Wednesday fragrance, Thursday Friday classical music and dance, weekend fashion jewelry, architectural furniture.

Witch Jane quickly glanced at Zoe.

The course is new.

Yet...

A few hours later.

Witch Jane's eyes took a little wooden stick and stirred the plaster ash, and the smell choked throughout the workshop. Only when the mentor came to inspect did Witch Jane quickly apply two muds to the sculpture grinder, revealing a twisted piece.

Xiazuo asked, “Butterfly? ”

Witch Jane shook her head.

Hazel took another few seconds to look carefully: "Thyroid gland? ”

Witch Jane: "... Wing, Wing Dragon! ”

The mentor bent over and flattened the wings of the Wing Dragon grinder for Jane, adding a straight beak to the Wing Dragon. Witch Jane quickly thanked her and began to cast plaster on the grinder.

More than 300 trainees are crowded in the workshop at this time. Some are sculpted, some are still struggling with the grinder, and there are also Caesar redheads and other grey mud on their hands. Boom, boom, boom. Kirin arms.

Zoe struggled to say in a noise: "Did the little witch find a clue? ”

Witch Jane shook her head in a trance until her back ached and handed over the sculpture work. She cuddled a plaster-winged dragon with a "70” mark. Cold enough to see Caesar flaunting his “85."

Witch Jane rubbed her eyes. After Caesar's redhead had fought, he finally pulled his hand out of the mud and poured it into the plaster, just two big hands.

Caesar scored 85 for "The Hand of Triumph of Louis XIV".

Redhead "Hands of the French working people" scored 86.

“…” Witch Jane held herself in silence to a painstakingly forged 70-minute winged dragon.

Monday passed, and when the melee training was over, the painting class began.

Witch Jane unequivocally chose the most difficult “abstract star”.

During the course, he quietly moved the frame to the corner of the classroom and discussed the handout with the White Moonlight team.

“The handout is like a direct copy from a tourist brochure…” Zoe frowned.

“A tour of the Versailles Palace, an introduction to the collection, photographs of tourists.” Wenlin nodded.

Witch Jane used the scaffold to cover up and turned to the handout page.

Exactly the tourist photo part, two ladies in black robes stand side by side with elegance and charm.

“Black and white photos, looking before the twentieth century..." Zoe touched her chin.

“1901.” Witch Jane says: “I tried to search for this photo. On the left is Miss Mowbury, Dean of Saint Hughes College at Oxford University, and on the right is Miss Chaudan, Rector of a London girls' school. This is not the most famous photo here. ”

In the shadow of the frame, Witch Jane's terminal screen projects a small amount on the canvas.

Zoe Wenlin Qi opened her mouth wide.

In 1901, the Mobley-Drodan incident.

Also known as the Ghost Incident at Cui 'an Nong Palace.

“Two esteemed British women walked to the Royal Villa in Versailles, named Triannon Palace, which was given to Queen Mary Antoinette by Louis XVI. They crossed a long, grassy path and suddenly saw a woman shaking her white cloth out the window without expression. Dean Mobley was creepy, but Principal Drodan was convinced that there was no 'building with windows' nearby. ”

“As they walked out of the trail, both women were shocked at the same time. ”

“The passers-by, dressed in court costumes a century ago, revealed a strange, unintelligible smile, with an unintelligible running sound in their ears, but could not see anyone running. They instinctively hate everything here, the air is sticky, the human figure is illusory, ‘almost ghostly in nature’. They even saw a blonde woman sitting on a lawn painting...”

“The two fled from the Palace of Versailles in a hurry until they gathered with other tourists to see the paintings on the walls of the Versailles Museum. ”

“The woman who smiled at them was Mary Antoinette a century ago. ”

“All they saw along the way were ghosts who lived in the Palace of Versailles and never left. ”

Zoe stunned and drew a protrusion of the eggs on the oil canvas: “Is this... a novel? Legendary literature? ”

Witch Jane shook her head: "The real thing. In their honor at the time, Dean Oxford and the female headmaster were unnecessarily blunt, and in the decades that followed, this was often used as an argument for the passage of time and the existence of ghosts. ”

"Of course, for the fifth round of the knockout, we don't need to ask the truth about the ghost incident at Cui 'an Nong Palace. ”

Wenlin looked at the terminal for a long time and nodded.

Zoe woke up from contemplation and took Jane's words: "Yes. We just need to know the clue the show team gave us. ”

“Artwork, ghosts, and the Versailles. ”

With the weekend's fashion jewellery design rapidly ending, Fengxinzi leads the way with an even score of nearly 15 points higher than Clawson's straight men, no one can compete except for the thin fire.

When the course is divided, instructor Xiazuo is pleased to present the annual ticket to the Versailles Palace for the "Best Art Cells” trainees.

When the game entered the countdown, the practitioners who finally did not use fragrance to paint were relieved. The martial arts training room is once again crowded into the mountains.

After the White Moonlight team took the lead, several more teams followed.

“The Ghost of the Palace of Versailles" has become the secret of several major entertainment luxury practice students. According to Caesar, even Wei Yan looked at the ghost film with no expression on his face, and Ming Yao followed the teaching video on the balcony in the middle of the night.

“Then the left team took him back to bed.” Caesar ended up stuffing himself with a piece of beef, obscured.

At this time, the Clawson Cafeteria's Mountain Sea, the last breaking meal before the competition, features a standard French meal - practitioners always use knives and forks, and only a small bite of food sits in the middle of a huge white porcelain plate, and even half a piece of tofu milk looks elegant with a plain white disc lining.

Witch Jane lowered her head and a little foie gras entrance on the silver fork became instant. The opposite clatter continued, and Caesar turned a plate of snails into pistachios.

In terms of the quality of the beheading meal, the difficulties of the fifth round of the elimination round cannot be overestimated.

When the players closed the tray, White Rose Vera strode to the teammate Witch Jane.

Zoe quickly pulled a chair for the goddess and was saddened.

Vera looked excited and charming: "… Don't worry, Captain Zoe, I'll take care of the little witch - oh, protection! ”

Witch Jane choked quickly and solemnly said she would protect Vera.

Without a trace, the goddess moved the bench to him, looked at the witch Jane's head a little bit, reluctant to roll up the bar and walk around.

Don't worry! Mahjong will definitely help you get promoted!

In the last half hour before the battle, the week of defection was finally late.

Chu Chu, who failed to report the disappearance of the police, relieved his breath and burst into tears: “You're still alive...”

Witch Jane touched the terminal. For a week, up to three hours of video time each night almost made him forget that the boss was not at the base, two people were walking across the projection screen, a rabbit was checking the data, and a cat was touching the batch of documents, except that he couldn't touch it and it was all a peace day.

Before leaving, Witch Jane led a brand-new uniform into the dressing room...

The door shaft clicked and gently touched.

Undressed combat uniforms quickly slipped below the teenager's shoulder, the cat's hand penetrated the teenager's brain, and rough, dry fingers wandered through the little curly hair. Witch Jane immediately swooped out excitedly, like an energetic young beast, jumping and arching.

The guard held the man down and instantly kissed him not north or south.

Then put on a new uniform for the juvenile.

Witch Jane found out that the big man who lost his connections all day was more silent than usual.

“Where have you been?” Witch Jane whispered against the wall. The thin fire transmission in the dressing room next door is being broadcast live. If you send a giant sword, you can take one off. It won't work.

Guardian: “R-yard base. ”

The man's eyes set on the witch Jane, his eyes sinking, and she stunned: “What?"

Defense: “We'll talk after the game. ”

Witch Jane nodded carefully and sat on the bench at the corner of the wall watching the old man change his clothes. Men's strong bodies and straight long legs are not in the tailoring of special materials.

Witch Jane stretched her head and didn't blink.

Wesley turned around and stuffed him with two things.

Witch Jane lowered her head and the small medicine box had a line of words: photosensitive graphene night vision contact lenses (red polarized colors). A little white rabbit with red flutter eyes painted next to it.

“ ”Witch Jane hurried back, good thing the other box was a normal night vision.

Witch Jane's vision hasn't healed yet, so she lets the blind make their own decision: “Now go to the PD batch with a sick strip, and the show group will probably melt. ”

Witch Jane glanced over and over with the medicine box and finally fell in love with her: “Still no use. ”

Using night vision mirrors in dark environments on the grounds of sick entry is unfair to other players.

Defender, unconditionally support any decision of Witch Jane.

“Remember," the man said, his pitch-black pupils staring directly into Witchcraft's round eyes: “Your disadvantage can also be your advantage. ”

Half an hour later.

In front of the apron.

The last fully assembled thin firefight finally returned to the team, with players meeting with teammates. Witch Jane and Vera finally checked out the "prom invitations” for the fifth round of the knockout and logged into the cabin with a lot of noise.

Apparently, Cape Tourism is rich and generous, with players still enjoying soft satin sofas, royal black tea and delicate snacks on the dessert table after entering a hive-like, isolated room.

Handouts and tour manuals are conveniently placed beside the flower stand, and iris flower totem dark pattern can be seen everywhere.

Witch Jane whispered to Vera about possible ways to enter.

“You should change your clothes again before the prom, and Louis XIV has extremely strict dress standards.” Witch Jane quickly flips through the travel brochure: “Also, how do contestants choose court roles...”

Vera made up for the highlight: “What do you want to choose...”

The gentle female voice was suddenly interrupted, the thunderous whistle sounded, and the entire cabin rocked violently due to acceleration changes.

The two suddenly looked up.

The cabin announcement rings at this time.

“Dear 350 players, the knockout field has arrived. Now you are allowed to open the visor and have 3 minutes to decide where to drop. Parachute Backpack in your Seat Password Box, Permission Code 1789. ”

“Have a nice trip. ”

Witch Jane had a meal, at the same time as Vera.

The locked visor finally opens, at the bottom of which is the Versailles repeat scene in the afternoon sun. The palace is magnificent, the canals are sparkling and the farms are mislaid.

The nacelle floor opens in a blast.

Witches quickly opened in the sound of eardrum oscillations: “In the middle is the Versailles Palace, which should be the most densely supplied, in the northwest is the Grand Trinity Farm Palace, the residence of the king's mistress and the dining area, as well as the Little Trinity Farm Palace for the Queen, the canal, the orange grove, the zoo ——”

“Jump where? ”

Vera looked at the witch Jane and tried to make a mouthful.

Witch Jane nodded and quickly put her jump bag on her back, reaching out to Vera. The teenager's powerful arm held the lady's red fingertips and protected Vera at the moment of her fall.

The airflow is cold and stinging.

The player plunged down like a dumpling, 700 meters, 500 meters.

Witch Jane shouted, "Open the umbrella! ”

Umbrella wings open simultaneously.

The Palazzo Versailles sparkles in the sun, as if spreading its arms on the horizon to reveal the splendour of more than a decade ago.

No one's palace is empty, and when it lands, Witch Jane can even distinguish between its long war galleries and mirrors.

Witch Jane let go of her teammates' hands and smiled at Versailles: “Bet on it, go to Versailles Hall of Truth -”

The teenager's voice was steep.

There seemed to be a miserable white man walking past the window in the north wing.

The practitioner was still basically floating in the sky and rushed to the door as quickly as possible, but the person seemed to have stood in front of the window fence for a long time.

Witch Jane rubbed her eyes.

After the player lands, the sky darkens at a rate visible to the naked eye. Far from the river, the large and small Trianese palace and the farm lit up, they looked at each other and did not hesitate to rush towards the palace.

There was a scream from a female athlete in the north wing building!

“Take the weapon first!” Witch Jane says, “The Versailles has 2,300 rooms, 67 stairs, and we go to the second floor. ”

On a long corridor, two pairs of decorative armor were quietly worn on both sides of the candlestick and styled as medieval samurai. When Witch Jane's eyes lit up, she pulled out a armored sword and handed it to Vera, then reached for the other one.

Vera suddenly pulled the Witch Jane apart and the sword flanked forward.

Metal claws intersect.

The samurai decorative parts pull slowly, first the clash, then the rusty arm with the sword raised--

The silent armored samurai slowly opened his deathly red eyes.

On the field, 350 players finally landed.

The Palace of Versailles was awakened from its sleep, the sound of the athletes fleeing in the cold wind, and the whispering of a few unheard whispers.

In the palace, the seats circled. Off-site, the editor-in-chief quickly swayed the tour brochure on his hand, and the Logistics Department busily put out discounted season tour ticket prices on the screen--

On the green meadow of Cuian Nong Palace, a small wooden plaque was inserted in the drama.

The lens cuts into focus.

“Fifth knockout, sponsored by Cape Tourism - Resurrection, Versailles Palace. ”

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