I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

Chapter 88 Staying up in the middle of the night, running to the morgue to practice makeup techniques
Yan Jiu carried the thermos cup on her back, and walked into the elevator holding the mobile phone with the live broadcast room turned on.

Hospital elevators are usually quite long.

For the convenience of putting the hospital bed.

The elevator goes down a little bit.

There was a "hissing" sound from the rope holding the elevator.

The lights are blinking.

The numbers change from B1 to B2.

Finally stopped at B3.

[Ahhh, why is the opening so exciting! 】

[Where is the anchor? 】

[It's so dark, who turned off the switch of my eyes! 】

[Get off the elevator slowly, I'm not in a hurry. 】

[An elevator: Do you think I can control myself? 】

The comments in the live broadcast room are still crazy.

Yan Jiu explained in a timely manner: "With the consent of the director of the Central Hospital, I will visit the morgue tonight and bring everyone to the morgue to gain knowledge."

She walked down the stairs, her laughing voice was very clear in the spacious morgue on the third floor.

【Cheese?How did the anchor know that I love cheese? Sure enough, the anchor is as clearly in love with me as I am. 】

[Why can't I think of such an obscenity? 】

[I order you to withdraw the above information, I will send it! 】

[The atmosphere of horror suddenly disappeared. 】

[I can't do it anymore, my abs come out from laughing. 】

[If you don't believe me, post a photo to see your strength ~ bad smile.jpg]

[Everyone is so serious, I like it! 】

[Speaking of which, what knowledge does Master Jiu want to teach us, what knowledge does the morgue have? 】

Yan Jiu didn't read the comments.

She pinched the hair tie in her hand.

Find the owner of the hair ring.

12 points in the early hours.

Yan Jiu came to the morgue filled with freezers and corpse beds, and stepped into the corridor.

A sense of biological silence hits the face.

The air is oppressive and gloomy.

The sight is full of eerie feeling.

Mortuary 1.

The freezer facing the door was opened by someone.

Like the mouth of hell.

There is a possibility of devouring trespassers at any time.

[Comment on body care! ! ! ! 】

[My steel barrage army, hurry up and escort! 】

[Why is the cabinet door opened! ? 】

[Can it be better? 555, watch me retract my feet back under the bed for half a second! 】

[Obviously knowing that the live broadcast room of this episode is a bit scary, why am I still squatting here without getting tired of it? 】

[Being scared is my "yin" virtue! 】

[Jiuye's psychological quality is absolutely amazing! 】

Yan Jiu stood in the corridor.

He glanced at the open cabinet door.

She crosses morgues 1 and 2.

Walk slowly towards the deep morgue.

at last.

She stops.

Stopped at morgue number 5.

Yan Jiu walked in, and soon spotted a black figure beside the No. 029 freezer.

[Mom! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[Ah——fuck, blah, blah, blah! 】

【What is that? 】

[Who is there! ? 】

【I'm going to have a heart attack...】

At this time.

Unaware of Yan Jiu's black shadow, he turned on the flashlight and said: "XXX liquid foundation is very long-lasting. It is often used to modify the facial features of the deceased. It can make the skin tone more even and radiant, and it can help relatives and friends remember the deceased better. ……who!?"

talking.

Black Shadow was also startled by Yan Jiu.

Point the flashlight straight at Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu had nowhere to hide under the light.

She appeared under the lens of Sombra.

Heiying breathed a sigh of relief: "Scare me, are you also here to broadcast makeup for dead people? I'll finish right away, and I'll give you the space."

Yan Jiu declined: "Thank you, I don't have this habit."

when speaking.

Yan Jiu's eyes remained motionless.

Even though the light was dazzling, she did not avoid it.

It seems that they are not afraid of this kind of light at all.

[Scare me! 】

[Is this person a mortician? 】

【No, don't you sleep in the middle of the night and go to the morgue to practice your technique?Do you want to be so curly! 】

[Wait, I seem to know this anchor. 】

[Isn't this a chocolate-flavored puff?She is a well-known delivery anchor in the funeral circle. 】

[What can she bring?Funeral supplies? 】

[I know this question, the cosmetics of the deceased!Liquid foundation, water, milk, etc.! 】

Yan Jiu looked at the dark shadow that walked under the light.

She is a beautiful woman with big waves.

The temperature of the cold morgue was completely different from the outside, and the breath of death was everywhere.

Accompanied by the smell of formalin, the other party took off the rubber gloves and turned on the main light in the morgue.

[The two anchors met in the morgue...]

[The picture is extremely weird! 】

[Off the scale! 】

[Stealing makeup for the deceased, isn't that bad behavior? 】

[Otherwise, why would it be secretly transformed. 】

[Because it's not fair. 】

[You know nonsense literature! 】

Da Bo said very politely: "Hi, my ID is Chocolate Puff."

Yan Jiu nodded.

Indicates that she knows.

Because after seeing the person in front of me.

The system panel can't wait to reveal its existence: [Ding!

Objects to be checked: chocolate-flavored puffs,

Remarks: high-quality customers,
Mortality: 88%,
Time of death: After making up for the 93rd live broadcast,

It is recommended that the host pay attention immediately! 】

System: [The host is not allowed to hesitate to follow or not! 】

Yan Jiu narrowed his eyes.

System: 【Please~】

Humble system, seeking a host online.jpg
The corner of Yan Jiu's mouth twitched.

She looked at Puff's face.

Coincidentally.

Today is the opponent's 93rd live broadcast.

After seeing Yan Jiu.

Puff packed up her things and prepared to change rooms.

The morgue at the Central Hospital is huge.

Puff doesn't want to compete with Yan Jiu for "turf".

of course.

The most important thing is that the corpse just now has been melted, so she should change to another corpse for makeup.

There are only a few corpses that can be melted in this morgue, and she is going out to find "volunteers" in another morgue.

Yan Jiu stopped him and reminded: "It's not safe here, you'd better leave quickly."

As soon as this word comes out.

Yan Jiu's live broadcast room is still not boiling.

The crowd in the puff studio went crazy.

[What do you mean?Drive people away? 】

【Is this mortuary yours? 】

[Is your name written in the morgue? 】

[Our puffs can leave as they like, you don't need to worry about it! 】

[It's the same as the truth. 】

[Look, you can do it, who do you think you are? 】

[Our puff is the anchor of 70W fans, this person is probably the one who saw the puff live broadcast and came to catch the traffic, heh tui, shameless beating. 】

Puff frowned with her makeup bag in her hand: "You can't be too selfish. You live broadcast yours, and I live broadcast mine. They have nothing to do with each other, right? Why do you have to do everything to drive me away?"

She saw that Yan Jiu was proficient in live broadcasting on her mobile phone.

I knew they were colleagues.

But after all, she and Yan Jiu are not anchors in the same field, nor do they usually broadcast online at the same time.

and so.

Puff doesn't know Yan Jiu.

She took a serious look at the person in front of her.

Yan Jiu dressed casually.

There is also a children's thermos mug slung across the body.

Yan Jiu's cell phone was originally placed in her chest pocket, but she held it in her hand when she saw her speak.

What is being fiddled with at this time.

Puffs don't know why.

But the audience in Yan Jiu's live broadcast room knew it clearly.

[I knew something would happen tonight! 】

[Blindly guessing that the anchor is paying attention to Puff! 】

[After all, is there no beauty who can escape the anchor's "poisonous hands"?Can't you not ga? 】

Yan Jiu saw this comment after paying attention.

Can I not ga?
The answer is no.

Even if she gave her life to the other party.

The opponent's life will be exhausted.

Yan Jiu thought of himself as a cold and selfish person.

Even if she assigns a life span to the little girl and to the teacher's wife, she is based on the principle of "following one's heart".

If she doesn't want to.

Even the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu could not convince her.

Yan Jiu can only use her lifespan wisely, and she doesn't want to share her lifespan with people who have no intersection with her and are stunned by death.

Puff was furious when Yan Jiu looked at her, as if something would happen to her if she didn't leave the morgue.

To be so outrageous!
What if she doesn't leave?

(End of this chapter)