Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

“Pfft."

Clawson Show studio, Xiangxiang almost didn't spray the beauty tea. The barrage was so excited... “Oh, my God, the scarf is locked!”, “I want to be queen and you only give a mistress??! WTF!”, “Little Witch Ducks!" The first French beauty punches a duck! ”,“ Brother Wei, wonderful! Pass the sword to the boss! ”

The bullet screen was filled with a series of question marks from the straight male audience: “What scarf? ”

“Wei Shi players are so wild, they don't have much information... Oh, here comes a copy of the Intaro card and the Traffic Practitioner Witchcraft team's 'Lover's Card’ for the first time, during which no more than two sentences are exchanged. After the Clawson Show forced group ‘Scarf CP’ hated, in the Dinosaur Era Knockout, instructed two Wind Goddess Wing Dragons to forcibly take away the Witchcraft players who could have impacted the champion. Witches and Guardians fought to the death, with 5 or 6 adjacent two to the same end - can this also set up CP?? ”

On the stage, the blood dove picked up the microphone and said, "Very interesting strategy. The clues of purple cards are redundant and scattered, and the quickest way to clear customs is to hold think-tank players' proxy 'and exchange profits rather than‘ solve problems’ on schedule. ”

“Of course, all premise is based on the strength of a player who is too hard in guard--”

The scene flashes back, and Weishi begins his parachute with Grand Trianon, who will be cleared of the hegemony in two hours. The teams that eventually stayed in Trianon had an obedient, negotiated deal with the Guardian Squad.

The guard mastered almost all the movement of blue and purple cards throughout the palace and “violently took over" the Louis XIV clue card in the first place.

When this suddenly emerged "Wang Zhaojun style” A-level practice of hygiene, it was not initially valued by most players, and the public impression still stood on “good face”, “fired CP”, “dragon farming”, at this time, no doubt many practitioners were shocked.

At the center of the screen, the witch Jane was forced to follow behind the guard.

Vera looked at herself, and a pair of talkative eyes seemed to be coming out the next second, "Little Witch Mahjong won't allow you to make such a sacrifice for a copy! ”

Chu Chu sneered beside him: “Gentlemen, our King Louis XIV is very kind. It is not difficult to unlock the first mistress, Lady Montelipan. Little wizards do not even need to give the king a good body! Just sell your brain...”

Vera is mad inside, this spicy chicken king clearly wants the little witch to contribute beautifully...

She said, "Every card in the Versailles is independent of each other, and I don't think our mission needs to involve the king. ”

The guard was indifferent.

Chu Chu quickly corrected: “We have 90% of the information next to the perfume rack, we can't say 'tangle’, I prefer this to be a deal. You're the buyers, and we're selling information about Mrs. Montelipan. ”

The door to the King's study slammed open, and two Louis XIV biographies were placed on the table.

“Relax,” Chu Chu gave two people parchment paper: “It was just a very simple opening exam. The questions will be written on paper, and you will be given as much information as you can on Montreal Pan. ”

Several skewed, skewed rectangles, and scattered portions of the vintage were painted on parchment paper.

“…" Not only Vera, but even Witch Jane went off in a flash.

Wei Shi glanced at him and said, "Is this the title you copied? ”

Chu Chu immediately mesmerized: “Although there are minor gaps, the original rhyme is basically preserved. Just a few numbers, a few rectangles, much more or less! Much the same!” Then wave with your little hands: "Let's start solving the problem, gentlemen. ”

On the side of the long table, Vera repeatedly thought wrong: "Shall we run? ”

Witch Jane has a tough time saying: "All the clues of Lady Montelipan are here, leaving Grand Trianon is giving up the deck. It's okay, we make this deal. ”

Vera again tranced to the twisted geometry: “What the hell is this?? ”

Witch Jane swept her eyes off the card that the boss was holding in her hand and said softly: “That's the clue to Louis XIV's card. ”

Vera stunned.

“They haven't solved the cards yet," said Witch Jane. "The character cards that came out of the box, at least in their famous, graduating years, shouldn't be just Louis XIV portraits. Most likely, the purple card in their hands was just an uncontaminated copy of the card, which was the geometric map, and they occupied the Trianon Palace in order to hold the players to solve their problems. ”

For a long time, Vera moved her lips slightly: "Trading Blue Card mission books for clues to Purple Card... they really make a steady fortune. ”

"We don't have a choice. ”

At the end of the night, the candle fire at Trianon Palace started. The paper and pen intersect with Sasha, and the door slips open slightly, as the late autumn night breeze drifts in.

Witchcraft has already overturned most of its biography, writing down the years and locations of dense numbness on parchment paper, alongside a French administrative map of the seventeenth century, marked by chaotic lines in several major battles.

Vera leaned against the soft collapse in the furthest part of the room, covered her head with a biography, guarded by a witch, and unknown to those who had already slept.

The old man went out in the middle once and came back with a chill.

Witch Jane straightened her back and her mind was obviously no longer on the file. A man swallows his way along a long table, like an exam teacher.

The guard stood by the witch Jane.

The automatic position beside him hurriedly caught up with a few mirrors. The teenager was bitterly angry on the parchment paper and penned his book. The examining teacher badly pressured behind him, and the witch was angry and red-hearted.

Save power by clicking on the lights when the camera is finished.

Chu Chu still sneaks out, Vera sleeps sweetly. Witch Jane's head warmed and her rough hands rubbed wildly on her soft curly hair--

Witch Jane raised her head.

The guardian bends over and his rough lips and tongue resist the chancellor and drives straight in.

The teenager immediately turned into a quail, afraid that Vera would wake up.

The sky spins and kisses. The man rubbed the marshmallows back into shape and gently licked the teenager's teeth.

“Nice playing.” Weishu whispers.

Witch Jane thought of something else. She lowered her voice and grunted. “I want to see your original card. ”

The man simply pulled it out, Witch Jane. This is the next row of rectangular spacing, and the big man made a gesture saying, "It's none of your business."

The guard moved a chair without expression and sat beside the witch Jane. Her long legs stood still. She had to be stuck with the girl on the bench opposite the witch Jane.

The tip of the pencil slipped on the parchment paper, and Witchcraft had no inspiration for that row of rectangles, and could only turn to the study of the year: "1672, War of the Fahrer." 1685, Royal Decree of the Maple Dane, 1688, War of the Great Alliance. 1701, War of the Succession of the Spanish Throne… All the years were the achievements of Louis XIV's reign. With time as the axis of coordinates, rectangles are major events, and the interval is not the same as the year. ”

”When the inspiration was exhausted, the two girls stepped on the old man's leg and stepped on it.“ I can't imagine... ”

“Then step on it again," said the guard. ”

As soon as Witch Jane was stiff, she had to retract her legs silently and without interest, but was hard pressed when she was defended.

The man's pure black pupils glistened under the candlelight, like a clump of flames stirring quietly, and the fiery hormones instantly prevented the witch from finding the north: "Lean over and get some sleep. ”

Witch Jane whispers: Vi! Pull!

“What are you afraid of," he said. “It's not like she hasn't seen it. ”

Witch Jane was dizzy and feverish, losing her thought made her beautiful: “Well, Vera woke up and called me...”

He sucked the big man in the copy, fell here for a while, and there he was, arching for a second. In confusion, he seemed to have returned to the R-yard base and bullied a ten-year-old guardian angel himself, almost bubbling beautifully.

“Don't move.” The man's voice was slightly mute.

Witch Jane was quick, with a snort, and, um...

Wei Shi's eyes were so deep that he tried to wake people up and couldn't get his hands on them. Only revenge rubs twice on the side of the juvenile's neck, rough cocoons and healed imprint buckles. If you don't want Vera to wake up from the far side of the fireplace, you have to snap a biography on your head.

Sorceress awakened.

The teenager opened his eyes and saw that Vera was about to unravel the biography. He tried to pull the distance from the big man when he was busy with his hands and feet. Unexpectedly, his ankle was resting on the big man's leg. The whole person's weight was unstable and he fell from the butt of the chair.

Weisheng's eyes quickly grabbed the man, but Witch Jane rolled a salt fish and stunned herself out. She fell on the blanket.

"…”

Vera was instantly awake. Seeing the witch Jane fall on the floor in a miserable way, the guard sat in the chair and watched, and suddenly the fire broke out: “He just can't solve the problem! What are you kicking him for? What if I break the witch? ”

She swept the camera and saw the recording light go out, so she was happy to add another sentence: "Slug man! ”

A minute later, after the dry tongue of Witch Jane had been explained, Vera hesitated to say: “How good was it when we first looked for the painting! Don't be afraid, little witch. We can get rid of Wei Yan, and we can get rid of Wei! ”

Witch Jane quickly went on to explain that the rest of the light inadvertently swept into the expanded rectangle--

He had a sudden meal.

“Looking for a painting… a rectangle is a drawing frame. ”

Vera was confused: “What frame ——”

Witch Jane spoke quickly: "The Fahe War, the Great Alliance War, is the theme of painting, and rectangles are sequentially arranged frames. There is only one place in the entire Palais Versailles where the history of the French war coup d 'état is described in oil paintings. ”

“Long corridor of war. ”

“The next clue to Louis Fourteen cards is on the war corridor. ”

Witch Jane pushed away the chair and stood up: "Let's go and finish this deal. ”

9: 00 p.m. As soon as Chuchu learned the clue had been broken, he called the guard in the fragrance room. The quasi-king took the clue and vanished instantly into the night of Versailles.

“Wait, Mrs Montelipan's message…” Witchcraft reaches out: “Deal! Deal!”.

Chu Chu consoled: “Don't worry! The Great God will give it to you! ”

When a few people return to the long table, not only does Vera, including Chu Chu Wei Jian, sleep in the dark, but Clawson shows only have three or four hours of sleep a day or night at most.

Until someone knocked on the table.

Witch Jane opened her eyes.

The boss handed Chu a set of keys: "You take Miss Vera to the guest room. ”

Chu Chu shouted and rocked Vera. Until the white rose was awake, Witch Jane was wrapped in a blanket.

The struggling witch Jane: "…”

The next second the master bedroom opens, the wrapped wizard roll is thrown directly onto the bed.

“ ”At last, Witch Jane returned to her senses and tried her best to cheer her up.“ Did you find it? ”

“Mm-hmm." The guard ordered, "Good boy, go to sleep. ”

Without expecting to turn around, Witch Jane lay on the bed, laying in a swimming position on an oblique diagonal, her little round face rubbing against the bed, floating like in the cloud, obviously not knowing what evening this evening was.

Witch Jane slept with her eyes open and patted the bed blackmailing: “Montreal Pan... information...”

The guard swept him with no expression: "Take off your clothes. ”

Witch Jane: "What, what! ”

"When you get into the quilt, Montreal Pan's information will be sent in the form of a bedtime story. ”

Witch Jane thought slowly and felt no loss. So he slowly swallowed off his battle jacket and rolled over the bed and threw a pair of waterproof battle trousers on the floor.

And then the scales don't move.

The guard stuck a trapped witch Jane in a quilt in return for squeezing two handfuls on her shaky little leg.

Witch Jane was pinched and screamed: "Oops! ”

When he opened Louis XIV's cabinet, he switched on Louis XIV's robe with great sense of the hero. The moment before the candlelight was extinguished, the sleeve of the robe was pulled out again by the witch.

Witch Jane: "Bedtime stories. Bedtime stories! ”

The head of the guard went to the bookshelf to pick up a book: "Louis XIV's most famous mistress, named Montelipan, was in love at the first sight of the king at the prom. The Grand Trianon Palace was a gift from the king to Montelipan. ”

The dark candlelight rested on the bed, and I saw the old man leaning over, and Jin slipped her quilt up a corner.

Men are warm and small spaces in their quilts are like being roasted by the sun.

Witch Jane was beaten to his side.

“Later, the king moved away from love. Montelipan is accused...”

Witch Jane continues to creep toward the guard.

Man closes the book, turns off the lights: "Okay, sleep. ”

Witch Jane stunned, anger rolled back the distance she had just worn: “Liar! Where's the key message? ”

The guard has no expression on his face: “The other half will be sent in the form of a wake-up story, you should go to sleep. ”

Witch Jane has yet to say that it is too cold to hold a punitive kiss when defended.

The room was dark, and Witch Jane had to be a little blind to hum and struggle.

The boss's voice was dull, like a current sweeping across his ear: “Emotional locking, Dr. Zhou Nan let you sleep for hours a day? ”

Witch Jane's heart is weak: “7 hours... but the game is a special circumstance...”

Wei Shi indifferently: “Didn't I come to solve the special situation for you? ”

Witch Jane was stunned and suddenly remembered the fifth round of knockout. Once the boss changed to Japanese style, he landed and cleared the entire Trianon Palace. The cruelty was completely inconsistent with the previous awkwardness -

Ultimatum under guard: "Sleep. ”

Witch Jane hurriedly closed her eyes and her eyeballs moved shallow under her skin until the burning breath gradually invaded between the directions. The teenager smashed his mouth and eventually couldn't stop his fatigue from falling into his dreamland.

Ten minutes later, the almost sleeping witch Jane was beaten forward, and she was comfortable with herself until she was attached to the guard.

The guardian looked down at the witch Jane.

Countless noises in my mind ——

“Never seen a case like this", “The best sheath”, "The test came out and the values were completely different from normal people, and if he wanted to, we wanted to follow up and find out - did Mr. Witch overdose, or misuse, of MHCC-class psychotropic substances before the age of 15? ”

The King's Sleeping Palace opened a sewn side door and closed.

Unnoticed at first, Witch Jane's breathing became impatient a few minutes later.

“Relax.” The guardian kissed him shallow on the forehead, holding a man in his arms.

Wait for Jane to return to sleep before opening the side door.

Night breezes penetrate through the door.

Drug residue, hypersensitivity to hearing, slight claustrophobia.

The guardian's eyes are sharp as a bayonet.

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