I Was Once a Legend

On the endless deep blue sea, a giant cruise ship is sailing.

The 290-meter-long, 59-meter-wide and 63-meter-high luxury cruise ship is named Gabriel II. The trip departed from Canada, crossed the Atlantic Ocean, and sailed toward France.

Compared to a ship, this is more like a white fortress moving on the sea.

The identity of the pilgrims in the box is from all over the world, people from all walks of life, are invited by the cruise ship company to embark on a free luxury sea voyage. But as a price, they must obey the staff's arrangement to participate in a series of activities, and after the shooting, they will produce a full-automatic reality show.

There were thirty guests on board, while the crew and the crew of the show were as many as 500 people.

This background sounds like the beginning of a standard horror suspense movie, but for now, nobody cares.

Lin Hangzhi entered the box and was stunned when he woke up from his cabin. He thought that he had strayed into a palace. Everything in the room revealed the luxury and elegance of classical Europe. Even the sink was gilded. It also has an open-air balcony where you can directly see the sea.

His identity is a journalist from Malaysia.

Lin Hangzhi was stroking the delicate patterns on the four pillars of the big bed like he hadn't seen before. Suddenly, the phone at the head of the bed rang.

"Mr. Lin Hangzhi, it's almost time for dinner. The director needs to explain some precautions during the shooting process. Please go to the restaurant 7 at 11:50 and dress up to attend."

The other party is fluent in English, Lin Hang speculates that the ship is a European-style service, politely replied "thank you", and finally opened a huge solid wood wardrobe-

A whimper of earth buns was issued.

Half an hour later, Lin Hang finally found where the restaurant No. 7 is. The theme of this restaurant is the palace style. The waiter in white clothes and black pants wears a bow tie and serves a plate of exquisite food on the table.

After a long absence, he put on a suit, and Lin Hangzhi was a little uncomfortable. Even with such a prominent temperament on his body, he still couldn't stop his frustration from the inside out.

There were not many people in the restaurant. Lin Hangzhi looked around and wondered if he had come too early.

"Hey brother!" Suddenly someone slammed his back hard and almost didn't let him spur blood out. Allen stopped Lin Hang's shoulder enthusiastically, grabbed two of them on his head, and smiled: "Don't you know how to do it?"

"I'm not used to using hairspray." Lin Hangzhi pulled his arm down and looked back, "Is anyone here yet?"

"Don't see it. Go inside and wait, lunch looks delicious."

The two picked a round table and sat down. Allen saw no one noticed that he had tasted the foie gras with a fork, and Lin Hangzhi touched the white lily in the vase. The petals were still stained with crystal water Beads.

People walked into the restaurant in twos and threes, and Lin Hang secretly observed these strange pilgrims with different skin and hair colors, and caught a light blue.

Wangque also saw him at the same time, his eyes lit up, and he wanted to wave towards them. He raised his arm halfway and realized that it was not appropriate, so he immediately put it down and walked over quickly.

Wangque picked up a dress with an ankle length, and the skirt was set with shimmering diamonds, like a star shining in the sky. Her hair was held up with a pearl headdress and her makeup was changed. It looked a little different from usual.

Allen: "The lipstick is very beautiful."

Wangque showed him the inside of his wrist, and there were still a lot of light marks left after the lipstick test, and he smiled and said: "Try a lot."

Dong Zheng and Dong Linhai also walked in quickly. Unlike Alan Linhang, whether it was the length of the shirt with the sleeves of the jacket exposed, the edge of the white parquet exposed in the decorative pocket on the chest, or the cufflinks that gleamed with luxury, walk The pace of the pace and the speed of the pace, and the attitude of not looking left and right at all, clearly explain one thing-the two of their brothers are really like the rich people of the upper class who should appear here.

Lin Hang couldn't help but sigh: "The children of the family are different."

Allen said happily: "Anyway, we also have the opportunity to experience a rich man's life, right?"

The ravioli separatist squad gathered, and Allen asked, "How about Cui Er?"

Dong Zheng: "He is not on the list, and Victor went to find food elsewhere."

As a prisoner, Cui Zuojing was not among the 30 people invited by the director. He could not enter the restaurant, so he went to a bar next door and asked for something to eat.

The teenager wore a suit and a small plush rabbit doll was attached to the left chest. The soft black hair was pulled by Dong Zheng and forced to apply hair spray. At this time, each one stayed in the place where it should be.

He hugged the cat, so Victor's white hair was unavoidably stuck to his black trousers.

Cui Zuojing drank an iced cola with a straw and looked around lazily. In addition to him in the bar, there were some program staff.

It looks like a good place to eavesdrop on information.

When a man wearing a brown vest with many pockets entered the restaurant, the pilgrims stopped talking in a low voice.

He is not tall, has dark brown curly hair, looks ordinary, wears a round cap, and all of the dozen pockets on his clothes are bulging. I don't know what to wear.

Seeing no one uttering a voice anymore, he nodded in satisfaction, stood on the aisle of the restaurant, his eyes swept across everyone's faces, and chanted: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the filming site of "The Seventh Day" Gabriel Lee II, I’m director Ax, and I’m very happy to meet here today.

He speaks standard American English. Allen, who is an American, naturally needless to say, Dong Zheng and Lin Hangzhi are both talented students, and Wangque English is also good. Only Dong Linhai has a look of cowardice.

So Allen quietly made a simultaneous interpretation to Linhai.

"Three weeks ago, I sent an invitation to the 30 guests present to participate in this grand event on the Atlantic Ocean. After the trip, everyone will receive a notification fee of one million dollars, of which one hundred thousand dollars has been prepaid , You must have received it.

"Our show was sponsored by the US company HEM, and it took about two months from filming to post-production completion. During this time, you need to follow the principle of confidentiality and you must not disclose the show to anyone outside the show. Content.

"What we are going to build will be the greatest, most exciting and popular show in the entire entertainment history! After the broadcast, everyone will become a star enjoying the applause and cheers of flowers!"

Contrary to Asker's exciting speech, the pilgrims present were all indifferent, only sparsely applauded.

Lin Hangzhi whispered to Dong Zheng: "It's obvious that it's so greasy."

Asker did not feel embarrassed. He continued: "We have entered the high seas from today, and we can start filming officially. The content and precautions of the first activity will be sent to you after dinner, and there will be staff to assist with the desk.

"This time we are here to get to know each other. In the next month, you will have a wonderful time together."

There was a smile on Axe's lips, and he took off his hat and bowed to everyone. "Okay, that's all I want to say. I won't delay everyone's time. I wish you all a happy meal."

The director left the restaurant, and there was a lot of fun again. Everyone was whispering with their companions. Dong Zheng looked around for a week and frowned.

"What's wrong?" Allen asked in a low voice.

"There are only 29 people here."

Allen immediately counted the words, and there were indeed only 29.

"Isn't the people here? Didn't the director count in advance before the meeting?"

Dong Zheng shook his head and didn't know what was going on. He drew back his gaze and picked up the knife and fork to start eating.

The plot has not yet begun, and there are no mission tips. The box is called Dusk Island. From this, the cruise ship must not have reached the destination safely as expected.

The so-called program is probably just to give them a reason to gather together, don't care too much.

It's better to enjoy a big meal with peace of mind.

Cui Zuojing was almost full at the bar.

He took a glass of whiskey and fed it to Victor. While drinking, Victor took advantage of the sensitive hearing of felines and eavesdropped on the conversation of the crew of the program team not far away.

They are working on the process.

Victor listened for a while and probably understood what it meant. In the first round of the show, they will give each guest a different identity and the identity of the person they need to "assassinate" in three days. Guests need to "assassinate" their target with the props prepared by the program team until the last person is left.

It is worth mentioning that casualties are allowed during the "Assassination" process. If you killed someone by negligence, you will not have to pay legal liability according to the terms of the signed contract.

The one-million-dollar notification fee for everyone is actually life money.

If this program can be broadcast normally, this operation can definitely shock people's attention.

Cui Zuojing finished sucking the last coke, poured ice cubes that had not been completely melted into his mouth, and jumped and chewed, and left here with Victor.

Because of the many facilities, the route on the ship was a bit complicated for a person like Cui Zuojing who had not arrived for a few hours, and he could not understand what level he was on at one time, but he was not in a hurry and wandered aimlessly. .

He had also experienced the box on the cruise ship before, but at that time, he was busy busy fighting and killing, and did not enjoy it.

Now there is finally a chance.

As he turned a corner, he almost ran into a head-on collision with the man coming from the other side.

Cui Zuojing stepped back two steps, moved to the side, and gave to the other side: "Sorry."

In most cases, he was polite in the face of strangers.

"It's okay." The man's voice was low, he was probably nearly one meter nine, with short blond hair, light gray eyes, and deep decree lines on both sides of his lips, which looked a bit cold.

The suit and leather shoes made him breathe like a stranger.

He stared at Cui Zuojing for two seconds, the corner of his mouth twitched, and there seemed to be some violent churning in the depths of his pupils, and finally all came to a suppressed calm.

The man's eyes moved again to the white cat in the boy's arms, and then he took his gaze away and walked past Cui Zuojing without squinting.

Cui Zuojing was seen inexplicably and turned to watch his back disappear at the end of the corridor.

The man walked without any sound.