The sun is white as a fish belly.
The water sounded loud, and Witch Jane washed her face and closely watched the "human skin mask” close to her skin in the bathroom mirror.
This cake face is like growing out of the roots of your neck. It doesn't get wet after flooding. Even the pores on "Wang Ping" 's face shrink with the micro-expression of the witch.
This incredible biomimetic technology, almost certain, will spark a wave of controversy and enthusiasm with this runaway show. The closer you get to the truth, the more fearful life becomes.
The disguise can be torn down by the master himself or forcibly peeled off by external force--
The image flashed through my mind again two hours ago. Life-saving compartment, blood-red paint stretching all the way, glued human skin on a bright red wall.
Witch Jane exhaled slightly.
Behind him, the flushing noise in the bathroom rang, and Nicholas jumped out of the jump belt, one step or two back: “Evil Gate, I always felt like someone was following me in the back...”
Witch Jane leads her way out with her blood packet.
The painted walls of the corridor are as bleak as the dark skyline, the bathroom and the practice room are 10 minutes' walk apart, and the sun that penetrates through the high windows is cold and faint, like haze on your eyes.
The hallway was seven turns and empty. Nicholas stunned to pull the witch Jane out to release the water.
“Brother Wang, you said the skin of the silver armor should be pulled off, how painful!” Nicholas crooked: “He can stand it too, not a word! ”
Witch Jane: “Not ripped. ”
Even if you rip it off, you have to use the potion. Silver Armor is not necessarily the most powerful of the many trainees, but the call for help is not without it. Witch Jane's hidden speculation, the most reasonable explanation - when the lifebay pops up, the eliminator's face is immersed in the medicine in the cabin, the face disguised under chemical reaction automatically falls off and falls into the hands of the murderer.
Nicholas is confused.
Soon, however, he found a new gourmet: “Even the king of hearts can kill the silver armor alone... is this, the rebels die? Brother Wang, what do you think..."
Witch Jane thought, “Interesting. ”
“K. of Hearts doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, come to the practice room to build a wall. And the paint spread all over the place to lure us past. If he's not going to get paint, he's going to have to bow down the road.” Witch Jane honestly thought about it: "I wonder if he's going to have back pain today. ”
Just to pretend to be a dick, you know?
Nicholas: "…”
The practice room was right in front of us, Nicholas dragged Witch Jane backwards: “Brother Wang, no, no, the King of Hearts is in our class. He's going to clear five people this time. Let's hide, just wait until the re-group is over! ”
Witch Jane slowly turned around, and the light in her eyes was just as hazy, making her chill. Nicholas, for a moment, even thought Wang Ping was bluntly suspicious of himself...
Nicholas reacted violently.
Two more cameras were laid forward. Nicholas quickly grabbed Witch Jane and pushed her voice to the bottom before entering the shooting range: "Brother Wang, no. The king of hearts is really here. ”
Witch Jane is also outside the scope of surveillance.
He asked with his mouth.
Nicholas caught the shell at once, and I looked around at him.
Jane looked at him with her arms in her arms.
All very easily neglected fragments in memory fly fast.
Nicholas. He was the second person to take the spot, the first person to hear the knock was him, and the closest person to Silver Armor was him.
Most importantly...
Witch Jane said slowly: "Writing on the wall, why the king of hearts? ”
The first one with rhythm was also Nicholas.
Nicholas blushed: “Brother Wang, I really don't mean anything. We are a community of interests...”
Under surveillance of the dead end, the atmosphere between the two was suddenly stiff. At this point, the door to the practice room opens and the players who go to the bathroom walk out again. Witch Jane turned around, as if nothing had happened, and walked in with Nicholas.
The atmosphere inside the door was cold.
Lega and several practitioners occupied the south-western corner, and Wangshu sat in the south-eastern corner, and another group came out sometime, three or two sitting in the final room.
What all groups have in common is that they must go out in groups.
On the white wall, the bright red word "9” finally climbed into the sunshine of the house, like announcing the beginning of the next execution.
In the center of the training room, the photo booth of the comprehensive arts show, which was rested all night, starts automatically.
Witch Jane directs Nicholas: "Start working, bleed out. ”
Nicholas was stupid, and then Joy came from it: “You didn't abandon me...”
Witch Jane inserted her right hand into her pocket.
Two hours ago, when Silver Armor was in trouble, he rushed into the bedroom hallway one step earlier than Nicholas, knocked on the door to show everything was safe, untied the cotton wire that had previously been locked in Nicholas' bedroom door, and then watched him walk out of the bedroom.
The cotton rope is intact.
Nicholas is not the one who spilled paint all the way from the silver armor bedroom to the practice room.
Opposite, Nicholas Mo wipes his hands: “Why don't we practice RAP today, Brother Wang, Brother Wang...”
Witch Jane sounded.
Nicholas is suspicious, but essentially waste wood. Basic merit, alertness, pace, and muscle can testify. Ten thousand steps back, the king of hearts is really going to pretend to be Nicholas, and there's no face for prestige.
Nicholas must have a problem.
But that's not the problem with the K of hearts.
Witch Jane lowered her head. Countless thoughts cross the bottom of the slightly sagging eyelid. Silver Armor only opened the door once a night and how the K of Hearts completed the killing of Silver Armor in the ensuing Chamber of Secrets.
What is the purpose of the K of Hearts?
Where's Lin Qingshan? Where's the king of hearts?
And...
Witch Jane swept her eyes.
The last sentence in Wang Ping's script.
“You are the first master of ‘Wang Ping'. ”
“Tingling bell! ”
The alarm rang and the practice room seemed to wake up suddenly.
8: 00 a.m. AI RAP mentors and cameras walked into the practice room, brushing on the wall whiteboard to write today's training plan.
“Stage Live Rehearsal -”
All trainees: "…”
The AI mentor stunned and noticed the silver nail on the wall: "Oh, dead. ”
And the camera nodded next to him: "Looks like it, Guava, it's built into the wall.” There's a close-up on the red wall.
Witch Jane's eyes went blind and finally remembered that it was still live. Open the watch terminal and leave.
A fan forum, where viewers are constantly aware of the fact that "silver armor has been peeled on the wall”. A bunch of little fans sniffing:
“My brother was assassinated before he came out!”, “Brother Woo Woo is really beautiful and miserable.”, “the babies look here, no. 45 Lu Xiaoqiu, like Brother Silver Koa's five officials. Don't you think about replacing your meal with silver nail?”, “like +1, meals are acceptable. Want to climb the wall +1”
"" … "
The Clawson show obviously doesn't optimize the copy plot logic, but it invisibly rings the alarm bell for Witchcraft--
Silver and nail bones aren't cold. Smart little practitioners and fans know how to suck blood out of it! If you don't work hard, you'll always have to be the No. 96 punk to force Wang Ping!
In the training room, AI instructors begin to explain the stage rehearsal part once they have released the costume.
“Rap, the most important thing is to have Val. The typhoon is going to blow...”
At this time, many practitioners are still immersed in the deterrence of the King of Hearts. For some reason, Witchcraft feels very strange about the division of RAP Class 2. Stardust Cup trainees occupy too many places, and more than one or two are in a low state of mind. The K of Hearts seems to be a curse on all of them.
Side by side, Nicholas Legs robbed two sets of acting costumes. One set to Witch Jane: “Brother Wang, I haven't heard of your RAP. ”
Witch Jane looked down and swept her eyes off the lyrics assigned to her.
Nicholas is more pathetic than he is, even though the whole saliva lyric “Audience is my bro, stage is my flow”.
The whole song, a dozen parts, was assigned to Wang Ping only one sentence - "Let's Get It”.
Or the sound of harmony. There is no doubt about the number of edges on the stage.
- There's still plenty to play.
Witch Jane folded up the lyrics and blocked the writing and painting on the back. After the first subsection, you can pick up a b-box, enter the transition before the main song, you can sneak a melody rap in freestyle, the intermission can rush to the lens for a backflip, and Killing Part can jump up and grab the lens.
As long as you can snatch the scene, the trim will shine.
So a group of people wandered off and changed into costumes to prepare for rehearsal, and delayed a little before leaving. A slow handed trainer didn't grab the costume.
The AI mentor was equally confused: “I shouldn't, I just sent 14 sets...”
Soon, however, the programme team sent another set. The door to the practice room opened, and the big trainers in sequin suits boarded the bus and drove 10 minutes into the dedicated RAP Class 2 stage.
At the moment of opening the door, Witch Jane took a slight breath.
The stage is set in a bustling night-time urban style, fascinated by splendour.
The venue is small enough to accommodate 800 viewers, and all the lights converge on the center stage. The stage has been initially built, the screen lights open from the bottom up, the skyscraper with punk heavy metallic colors is luxurious, and a landscape panel overlaps, with the players' elevators between the skyscrapers.
Witch Jane exhaled gently.
Blood can easily boil on the stage at any time.
The practitioners were then driven to the stage one by one by the ducks.
Stand wherever you want.
Perform whatever you want.
Nearly all attention is focused on reconnaissance screens, organs, landscape panels, moving walls, tracks, lifts, flamethrowers. Complex performers bring terrain close to an artificial maze, and all players at the start of the show are on the B1 floor below the stage, standing on their own lift.
When it's your turn, the lift will automatically go up and take the player to the stage.
“Let's split the whole wheat with the half wheat...” AI Director says hello: “Everyone come and register when they're ready, half wheel or full wheel. ”
Nicholas' foolish eyes, even looking at Shu was lost at this moment, without a trace to the witch Jane.
“Singing with pure accompaniment, singing live with a microphone, is full wheat. Play accompaniment and voice while singing, and turn down the volume of the live microphone to follow, which is half-alk wheat, with a higher error tolerance rate.” Witch Jane explains.
Nicholas suddenly had time to register for half a kaiwai - he was going to kill himself on stage, he couldn't make it, who remembered to sing!
After the witch Jane followed the man, she reported to the director: "Full wheat. ”
The director had a thumb up.
Once assigned, players are queued to the stage B1 level.
The stage is pitch black. There are sixteen scattered lifts between the scenes, only two of which are already vacant.
The poor lift basically allows only one person to stand, and the partitions between the lifts are complicated. Although they are all around, bends and turns are difficult to remember. Extremely weak light makes many players instantly nervous, Witch Jane slightly closes her eyes, then opens her eyes to accept the light, closes her eyes, then opens her eyes to adapt.
AI directors are doing the final command: “One station at a time, stand still. Don't squeeze the two of them together. The lift platform has limited weight. The two of them can't lift it...”
Athletes are not far from each other, but due to complex organ blockades, it is also very clear to hear recent breathing.
Darkness does not necessarily mean danger, but it is synonymous with danger - after writing down his ascendant position, Witch Jane takes out the curtain cloth strip wrapped knife from the collar with electricity, inserts it in an alert position between her waist, and then puts down the costume to block the handle.
On stage, the first bar of music has been given.
The thrilling speaker sounded through the partition, and Witch Jane was numb on the scalp. Immediately after the stage organ turned, the rapper of the first flow was sent to the stage by the lift stage.
Nicholas.
“The audience is my bro, the stage is my flow, hey hey hey you know...”
Witch Jane twisted her eyebrows painfully. Nicholas had hardly found a beat. It was good to record and repair the sound in half a wheat beforehand, but the whole flow down was an insult to rap!
Then the second player was sent to the stage. Silver Armor's lyrics were divided between him and three, four, and five. The sound was slightly better. The fourth player was actually an inexperienced full-blown wheat. The whole stage stabbed and stabbed deaf.
Number five.
Number Six--
Witch Jane suddenly paused and her ears moved slightly as she caught a very tiny sound, pressing the knife handle in an electrolithographic flame with her right hand. The back of the spine is climbed by extreme cold!
It's like someone's boneless, leaning slowly in the dark.
Sticky, cold body to the spine of the witch Jane.
Witch Jane turns around!
The eyes of the teenager were bright and cold, the knife handle chopped off rapidly across the air, and the elbows accumulated precisely due to simultaneous twisting of the lower back and shoulder joints--
The man behind you is in a hurry!
Behind Jane is a dark group of stage organs, and it's hard to imagine someone hiding here before and blending into the darkness from the beginning. The man's breath was light, and even in the initial few minutes of hiding, even the witch Jane could not tell.
Witch Jane took a big breath.
The heartbeat flattened from a fast jump, and the opponent's moments had split high and low.
The other side is strong.
This kind of strong is very different from the Big Brother and Wei Yan. He was clearly stronger than Jane, but more cautious than Jane. He retreated quickly after a single blow. Low profile, discretion, low extroversion, and no false thoughts when doing it--
Witch Jane flashed a face in her head.
The first round of the Stardust Cup, the heart of the Empire's vast capital. The K. of Hearts smiles at the audience and always shows respect half a step behind the active players. Ordinary to any trainee.
K of hearts.
Why is he here?
The moment just now seemed like he was going to squeeze into Witch Jane's elevator. When did he get out of the trainee and hide in the organ, or when did he hide here and wait for all the trainees to enter the organ? And why would he set up...
Witch Jane squinted her eyes and grabbed the knife handle's fingers back to normal from pale. Physical strength and fighting will are instantly restored to full prosperity, but it is not yet time to strike, in a bright light!
The elevator rises slowly. Isolate him from the K of Hearts.
The stage gleams in.
Downstage AI mentors, no professional skills on stage, and stage-running Rapper trainees are all amazed at the witches.
Trainee: "…”
Nicholas trembles: “Wang, Brother Wang, knife, knife...”
Wang Ping with the machete suddenly reacted, plugged the machete into the waist, made a hip-hop gesture, became the first Rapper to find the beat on the whole stage, without expressions shouting his only lyrics: "Lets get it. ”
AI mentor stunned and nodded: “Not bad, Wang Ping is a strong player, he just brought his own props without...”
The riots on the stage have finally returned to normal.
After Witch Jane, the players rose one after the other from the elevator.
The whole stage was loud and loud because of the sound effects, and most of the players were open wheat and forgetting to sing fake songs everywhere. With the penultimate lift running, Witch Jane seemed to feel a shock on the watch.
88 survivors - > 87.
Witch Jane.
Trainees reacted, staring dead at the stage organ.
Lifting table rises smoothly.
The last lift was delayed.
Until the end of the show.
Downstairs, the mentor waved to show the show through, and everyone went back and remembered to practice. After the field, the crowd quickly rushed to the B1 organ level--
“Legacy!” The flashlight hits the last lift without going up, and the player squatting inside suddenly gets agitated and says hello to Lega.
Lega was relieved, too. The 89th-ranked player, named Serra, is also one of his spheres of influence. After the incident in Lin Qingshan, if there is another incident in Serra, his group leadership will inevitably falter.
After the witch Jane followed closely, her wrist grabbed the knife handle silently again.
He remembers Serra, who lived in the bedroom next door to herself, as one of the trainees who preached on "K for disrespecting Silver Armor”.
It's just that he still hasn't figured out why the K of Hearts climbed up his back when he was just down the stage.
It's like being possessed.
The words on the watch that were unintelligible flashed through again.
“You are Wang Ping's first master. ”
“First master. ”
If King of Hearts is going to be the second owner--
The river swept down in my head.
Witch Jane suddenly pressed the temple.
Countless pieces and clues fit together in an instant, and the results are almost unthinkable.
How is that possible?
Next to him, Nicholas cautiously lowered his voice: "Is Brother Wang all right? Why did you take the knife? This place is dark and panicky. ”
Witch Jane nodded her head and exhaled: “I met the king of hearts. ”
Nicholas was shocked.
He looked at Witch Jane incredibly, seemingly never thinking that Witch Jane could escape from King of Hearts. His fingers were tight and he was recalculating the value of Witch Jane.
At the lift station, Lega was still discussing with the practitioner who didn't come up, Serra, “Did the lift go up? You overweight? ”
“No!” It's unjust, because I weigh normally, I thought you said two people were standing on their feet and couldn't get up.
Nicholas' eyes fluttered in the corner of the organ district, and it seemed that a decision had finally been made.
“Brother Wang, in fact, I promised in advance...”
Witch Jane looked up.
Nicholas stopped talking and gave a gesture for half a day: "It doesn't affect the game balance. This is the only way we survive as outdoor card trainees. I didn't mean anything by it. Brother Wang, why don't you bail me out for 40? I can tell you a little more about the K of Hearts. ”
Witch Jane slowly swept him away.
The fool seems to have finally returned to normal.
Nicholas is weak. But it's not too much to say that it's the old oil of the team that can retain the Trainer to this day.
Witch Jane: “Deal. ”
Nicholas finally relieved himself: “Go back and say it. ”
Witch Jane said, “Be careful, Serra. ”
Nicholas instantly learned that he had a deep look at Serra in the distance, revealing an extremely vigilant look, but soon returned to normal. The B1 organ area was dimly lit and Nicholas decided to follow the other practitioners back to the “safer” stage shortly afterwards.
Before leaving, Witch Jane called out, “What's tomorrow's training? ”
Nicholas: "Brother Wang, how do I know? ”
Witch Jane: “Remember, the answer is white peacock. ”
Nicholas stunned, nodded seriously, and remembered the code.
Practitioners walked seven at a time, and the B1 stage was half empty.
Once again, Serra said she had absolutely no problem with her weight, so a few people climbed up to the platform and wanted to see if something was wrong with the machine ——
Then suddenly someone screamed.
Silver lifestyle cabin is connected to the card lift station.
A face is affixed to the machine sling bearing.
The owner of the face is the missing Lin Qingshan. Serra's lift could not rise because it carried the weight of two people.
Selah herself, and Lin Qingshan's "corpse”.
Witch Jane finally shifted her eyes.
The last guess was finally verified.
Distant groups surrounded Serra, panicked to discuss why the King of Hearts killed Lin Qingshan here, whether yesterday predicted what was going to happen today, against whom the next...
Witch Jane is no longer impatient to listen.
He looked down at the "script” on the watch.
“You are Wang Ping's first master. ”
Any script could have a second host.
Silver armor could not have been killed in a locked chamber, nor could King of Hearts have predicted the rehearsal schedule.
And, just now, the vibration on the watch represents another practitioner eliminated.
If Jane is not alert, he is the one who eliminates her.
And now--
Eliminated is Serra.
“Serra” in the crowd is the second master of Serra, the new master of Serra's "human skin”.
Witch Jane stood from the corner.
The distant crowd is still in turmoil, and Lega's appeasement is in disarray. And when Jane looked again, Sarah was gone.
Witch Jane walked wide.
“Sarah? He said it was too dark down there, and he followed me back to the stage...”
Witch Jane's eyes changed dramatically.
He quickly walked towards the staircase leading to the stage, but the floor was always displayed as the stage floor, and the elevator doorway seemed to be blocked by something, which made it impossible to go down.
Witch Jane doesn't wait any longer, she doesn't hesitate to rush to the safe passage.
"" Wait, you... ”
Witch Jane hasn't spoken yet, and both watches are vibrating simultaneously!
87 survivors - > 86 survivors.
Wangshu: “Here comes the elevator. ”
The two men quickly entered the elevator.
The floor enters the ground from B1.
Nicholas is waiting at the door.
Looking shrugged, leaving space for the Wizard-Nicholas small group.
Nicholas was happy to say hello to Witch Jane.
Looks like a beautiful piece of crap with little guts.
Witch Jane.
Witch Jane: “What are you doing here? ”
Nicholas: "Brother Wang, it's too dark down there. ”
Witch Jane: "What's tomorrow's training? ”
Nicholas was confused: “How do I know? ”
Witch Jane nodded.
The knuckles in his pockets tightened suddenly.
Jomie, the vagabonds are over!
Take a smart little angel, one by one, one by one! Explain XD in the next chapter
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