Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Floating City Lab.

The instrument values ​​tend to be normal, and the Song researcher, who is closely watching the surveillance, finally helped the glasses and gave a sigh of relief: "It’s okay, people are fine..."

In the cupboard, the bells rang, and more than a dozen deep purple high-level spiritual soothing reagents were taken out by the Song researchers. He was more relaxed than just relaxing. He said: "I will be ready to pick up the witches. This is in the case I know. Well, is it that Weige’s subconscious is also protecting the little witch...”

“Mao Dongqing?” Song researcher did not hear the sound for a long time. Looking back, Mao Dongqing was stunned and his shoulders were silent.

The floating city law enforcement officer finally reacted and criticized: "Yes, maybe...should be."

r code base.

The sorcerer woke up in dim light.

The appearance of Wei Shizhen, carefully blowing a bowl of porridge.

The pumpkin porridge had a faint sweetness of cheese, and the boy blew it. He carefully handed the spoon to the sorcerer: "Open your mouth."

The sorcerer opened his mouth and the little tongue licked on the spoon before he rolled it off.

When the sorcerer ate two, he would not continue, and he would have a mess of pain. Wei Shi even swindled a few mouthfuls, and finally the sorcerer brushed the bite and licked his cheeks and refused to feed.

"Good." Wei Shi only raised his hand and surrendered before pulling the spoon out.

He had to drink the rest of the hot porridge as usual, but it was a sight stop.

The little spoon that picked up the witch was swallowed slowly.

After breakfast, Wei immediately pulled a small cotton jacket out and put it on the chilly sorcerer.

"Go outside to bask in the sun, I am holding you." Wei gave the little dwarf two hands and predicted the itinerary.

The little cotton jacket is only a little bigger than the witch, obviously not the clothes of Wei.

Less young and younger, this is borrowed from the next door, but the sorcerer can see the traces of the fight on the big scorpion through the vague light. Clothes should be robbed, or at least violently borrowed.

On the inside of the cuff, three small skewed characters are sealed with needlework.

The sorcerer’s eyes looked at him for a long time, and finally he reached out and touched it before he barely read it.

Mao Okra.

"Put pants."

The little dwarf was swayed by the less skilled juvenile, and refused in the bed. Finally, he was forced to put on his long trousers.

"You look good when you wear it!" Wei Shi was sweating and swearing.

"..." Witch licks the quilt to block this pickle-colored autumn trousers that are also red hair.

So the boy turned his head and glared at him to stretch his legs and wear shoes.

Two white little feet were unwilling to take it out of the quilt.

Wei Shi’s eye catches one hand.

The teenager is kneeling on one knee, hot for the witch, and then carefully put on the shoes.

The sorcerer looked at his head, and after a few seconds of slowness, he slowly opened his mouth and the other leg shrank inside: "I am..."

The voice is too light, and the lightness is swaying in the room, but when I am Wei, I hear the bones and hair. He opened the quilt, put a pillow behind the sorcerer, and stole the other foot: "You are resting."

The scorpion trembled slightly in the cool air, and it took more than half a minute for Wei. When he stuffed it into the shoes, he still felt a little sad, and his arms were empty, so he took the sorcerer in the next second.

"Let's go."

There are only three or three or two teenagers on the lawn of the bedroom.

Now is the time to exercise, can stay in the dormitory or is approved for sick leave, or is a bit of a road not afraid of absenteeism.

Wei Shi wrapped the three layers of furry outside the three layers of the hair, and when he went out, he was like holding a fragile item.

There is a child crying in the corner of the lawn.

"Brother, wow, ah, he grabbed my clothes and wowed each other."

Mao Dongqing calmly: "The robbing will be robbed, not in the winter, you will not wear it."

"I don't mean -"

Mao Dongqing taught: "He just got an emotional lock. In these two days, the monks are not illegal. If you can't bear it, you will be confused."

The child, Okra, spread out on the ground and began to roll over the floor: "I want to wear clothes to each other." - Mao Ou is rolling from the lawn to the other side, rolling back like a cry, crying and screaming, suddenly seeing What, scared and even crawled to hide behind the brother.

Mao Dongqing looked up and saw Wei’s coming out of the dormitory. He left his brother and went straight to Wei, taking out a light-colored spirit patch from his pocket: "You want it."

Wei Shi did not say a word.

Mao Dongqing never made a loss. He entered the lock six months later than Wei, and now he can change the reagents. The two men were skilled in the transaction, and Mao Dongqing was curious to see the witch, and was immediately blocked by the guardian guard.

He looked pale, shrugged and turned back to the okra.

The hair of the okra is crying. "My clothes are... I gave my clothes to other children..."

Mao Dongqing nodded, suddenly remembered something, and warned his younger brother: "Don't learn from him later. When he was defended - he violated the rules of the base, he was in love!"

When Wei held the sorcerer and walked to the middle of the lawn, the sun poured down, and the vision was brightly plated with a layer of light. The sorcerer whispered: "Is it raining?"

The boy was stiff and nodded slowly, clenching his fists where the sorcerer could not see.

The sorcerer was on his shoulder and whispered: "There is no sun."

Wei Shi put him on the steps, and laid a soft blanket underneath, and opened the repairing agent for the witch: "The sun will come out in a while."

After the sorcerer finished drinking, he was stuffed with a sugar when he was guarded, and he was quiet and quiet.

In the early morning class, the teenagers were running under the command of the instructor. The witches watched for a long time and suddenly said: "I can't see them..."

Wei Shi opened the topic: "You close your eyes and rest."

The sorcerer still kept his eyes open until he guarded his eyes.

The sorcerer said softly: "There is a sun, right? I don't seem to see the light."

Wei Shi’s shoulder was shocked.

The emotional sequelae affects the five senses and the direction is unmeasurable. When Wei Shi was adapted, it was affected by taste. The little dwarf was the most serious consequence of the pumping - visual impairment.

The luck of the little dwarf seems to have been bad.

Being thrown outside the door, the vision is damaged... The worst thing is to meet yourself and block the lock for yourself.

Wei Shi: "Sleep, everything is good.

What the sorcerer seemed to want to say, and finally only a clever sigh: "Okay."

Wei Shi immediately panic, the little dwarf really knows. He knows everything. Wei Shi mute explained: "The aftereffects ... sequelae is only three months. I will follow you wherever you go, you can't see me."

The sorcerer bends his eyes and looks at it.

When the guardian chest violently hit.

Aftereffects, three months ... to one year. The more the little dwarf trusts, the more he blames himself until his left hand is held by the little dwarf.

The sorcerer’s face should be: “I can’t see it, take you—”

The arm that was pulled suddenly became stiff.

The sorcerer pinched the hand of the big man.

Wei Wei was angry and said: "I am too weak."

If not yourself -

The little dwarf suddenly came together, and the faint sweet fragrance followed the nose.

The sorcerer softly hugged Wei. Still in the disease, the strength is not big, and the thinking can slowly rotate.

He saw in the emotional lock the past that he did not have in his memory.

Laboratory, transformation, injection, captivity environment. If you don't remember... only the memory of the big man. Ten years ago, there was no one in Daxie’s life. When he was really locked, only he was alone.

"No!" Wu Yi denied.

In the future, you will be strong enough to make people shudder... but I can also like you now!

The boy paused and finally reached back and hugged the witch. The hot breath hit his treasure: "Don't think too much. Sleep for a while, I look at you."

The witches nodded slowly and closed their eyes.

The instrument is dripping, and under the dark light, people are rushing and busy: "Prepare to pick up people--", "Blood pressure 62 mm Hg, can't shock--", "Mental soothing agent c tube two, against mhcc", "mhcc? Only a reformer can..."

“Without confirmation, go directly.”

"The heart rate has slowed down, 55 per minute.", "Dark the lights, ready to turn off the instrument -"

The witch eyelashes fretting and blinking slowly.

Floating City Lab.

Song researcher whispered softly: "Relax, look at me."

The brain suddenly sharp and stinging.

The sorcerer was sullen and was quickly held by two researchers. The hot water was handed to his hand, and it was still raining outside the window. The heating in the laboratory was the largest, and the cold bones were finally expelled slightly from the bone marrow.

The probe is withdrawn and the contrast is displayed on the virtual projection.

Researcher Song sighed and finally fell into the chair: "Nothing... The emotional lock didn't come out, okay..."

He handed two more reagents to Wu Han: "The sequelae will last for a while, you must be mentally prepared, but the pharmacy will not be more than a month. And we recommend that you participate in psychological intervention for at least half a year." Song Researcher A meal, set the direction of witchcraft:

"And, thank you."

The sorcerer looked weak at him and nodded softly for a long time: "You're welcome."

The laboratory lights were slowly lit up, and the sorcerer was lying on the bed with a warm eye mask. In just a quarter of an hour, Song researchers changed at least ten kinds of hot compresses on his eyes: "The retina, the optic nerve is intact, and the damage is the center of the visual image -"

"We call it reversible visual impairment. The most common visual image consists of content, orientation, and appearance. The small obstacle area is in color, and the perception of light is reduced. The daytime impact is not great. It is best not to go out at night in a month. ""

"okay."

The goggles were fixed on the face of the witch, and the witch blinked.

"Reversible visual impairment has no specific medicine, but it will be more comfortable psychologically when you enter the instrument for a while." Song researcher sighed: "Emotional lock -"

"The emotional lock sequelae is related to the main negative emotions when entering the lock. Wei Ge lost the taste at the time, Mao's law enforcement officer lost the hearing - Xiao Wu, you are vision. For therapeutic purposes only, I want to try to understand that you are entering. What you see when you lock, of course, you can also choose to skip this topic."

The witches nodded slowly.

"When I entered the lock, I saw..."

Memory has passed through the mind, probably drinking too many potions, and the witch is like telling the story of others, obviously familiar, and can peel off the feelings, leaving only strange and dull pain.

"I saw... a door. I was locked in the door and watched the researchers at the r-code base go in and out."

Song Researcher and Mao Dongqing looked at each other and nodded and confirmed: "It is the memory of Wei Ge, and it may be the first transformation."

The sorcerer continued: "I saw him...When I was away from the door."

Song’s record of the pen was amazed: “Is seeing Wei Ge in Wei Ge’s memory? Is it subconsciously overlapping? Very rare – at least I have never seen it. What is the door like?”

The sorcerer pondered: "Silhouette."

"What texture? Pattern? Hollow or -"

"Iron gate, very heavy, diamond-shaped pattern, diamond in the middle of the circle," the sorcerer exhaled a breath: "like ... eyes."

I touched it.

Even the researchers of the Songs were shocked and turned to Mao Dongqing at the same time. The floating city law enforcement officer’s always stable arm suddenly shook and shattered the teacup at the corner of the table.

Mao Dongqing suddenly stood up and took away the notes of the Song researcher: "I will ask later, let the little witch rest now."

Song researcher for a long time, hesitantly nodded: "I still suggest that Xiao Wu accepts psychological counseling before entering the subconscious again - but his state is indeed better than I thought."

Even better than almost all similar cases that he took over.

Not only can you resist emotional locks, but you can also easily gain access to Wei Shi's trust – Wu Yi is born to be born with emotional guidance.

He looked at the witch: "After this level, it will be much easier. After the second transformation of Wei Ge, take the stress directly to bring people out. The sooner the better the transformation - of course, Xiao Wu, you have to remember, The most important thing now is yourself."

"You and Wei Ge are both patients."

Two hours later.

The instrument started again, and the Song researcher looked at the witches and finally sighed: "I went to sleep in the middle of the night, are you guarding?"

Mao Dongqing nodded.

After the study of the Song scholar left, Mao Dongqing took out the consultation notes.

He did not hesitate to stuff the shredder.

He sat silently for a long time before he opened the newsletter: "I need the information that was not destroyed by the r code base in the past, yes, encrypted and passed to the lab."

The instrument creaked and the sorcerer slowly opened his eyes.

There was a ring of bells in the bedroom, and Wei Wei, who was gongs and drums, ran over in surprise. Under the blurred line of sight, the sorcerer can see that the once messy ground has been cleared of a clean passage.

When Wei Wei is long, there is no problem in hurdles on obstacles.

It’s only witches who are short and have short legs and can’t see the light.

The teenager is obviously clumsy.

Most of the pots and pans were thrown under the bed, and the cabinets could not be closed. Wei Shi carefully put the blindfolded eye mask on the sorcerer.

The pins and the small cotton mites of the okra are just like a glimpse - the needles are also robbed together.

"Iron powder, ochre, activated carbon," Wei Shi adjusted the sorcerer: "Add some water, heat up in a while, you close your eyes. Where I am holding you."

Wu Yi Qiao nodded: "How long have I slept?"

Wei Shi: "Not long."

Witch: "Wu Wei! Are you not sleeping..."

Wei Shi serious: "Sleep!"

Witch: "Your eyes are red!"

Wei Shi smeared a mess, estimated that the blood of the eyes is flooding. He glanced at the sorcerer, and suddenly the ghost made a difference: "Then I will also lick it."

The sorcerer is about to untie the blindfold, but the Guardian has scraped it. The outer side of the eye mask facing the little dwarf is a tear. The nose hit the nose.

The juvenile's throat was unable to control.

Wei Shi snorted: "Okay."

Wu Yi: "No..."

Wei Shi: "I said it is good! Close your eyes, don't move. I saw your eyelashes shaking!"

The sorcerer argued: "I didn't blink!"

When Wei Wei coughed, he analyzed himself: "That is your eyelashes are too long!" "Okay, let's go out and go to the training room today!"

The juvenile skillfully put the sorcerer's shoes on the autumn trousers and hugged people to the training room. In the shooting range that can be seen everywhere in the Crowson show, the r code base is a precious “exchange resource”.

Wei made a green voucher, put the sorcerer on the floor, and put a blanket. The soft hand of the little dwarf touched the blanket, just like touching his own fixed base.

Wei Shi gave him a pair of earplugs, and a bag of small goldfish biscuits: "Hey."

After that, the teenager turned to take off his training suit and pick up the gun.

The number of times that the fifteen-year-old Wei Shi touched the gun was few. The bullet has only three boards, and he shot very slowly every shot. Unlike the proficient device after ten years, the current juvenile is still a big enemy when taking a gun.

Wei Shi blinked and his back was straight. After estimating the ballistics, carefully pull the trigger.

The witch sneaked Mimi down the blindfold.

In the vision of the blurred focus, the body of Daxie has a weak light. The dim light shines in a few places, and it should be sweaty.

Every time Weiwei finishes a shot, he will close his eyes and review the trajectory. The teenager frowned, and the static ring number obviously could not satisfy himself. After half an hour, the boy turned back and squatted in front of the witch.

The sorcerer quickly put on the goggles, and he waited for the cockroaches to pick them up.

"The biscuits didn't eat much?" Wei frowned.

The sorceress looked at him with round eyes. Daxie seems to be born with a gun and a gun, and after the target is down, the whole person is sharp and sharp, mixing the contradictory temperament -

It is like a sword that has just been sheathed.

The witch smashed a small biscuit into the mouth of Wei.

The teenager’s neck suddenly turned red and severely criticized: “How are you so skilled? Forget it – come over.”

Wei Shi took the hand of the sorcerer and pulled the little dwarf who walked with the scorpion to the target position: "Every time I shoot, you will eat a goldfish biscuit, eat 9 capsules in 9 rings, and eat 3 capsules in 10 rings. Is it clear?"

The sorcerer nodded and turned to look at the big step/gun.

Wei Shi immediately took him to him like a treasure: "Be careful, don't let me press it! This is dangerous. I don't know. - Well, if you want to touch it, I will allow you to touch the trigger. I will give you a card."

A soft, small hand snaps into the trigger. When Wei was nervous, he was on the ground. The teenager was half-squatting on the ground, and the witch was ringing from behind, and suddenly there was a deep memory.

It seems that there has been the same scene, but I can't think of it.

The witch is quiet in his arms.

The posture and memory of the two completely coincide.

"The monkey can also beat people." Daxie raised his eyebrows at the Crowson Stadium.

The little monkey paused and held the young man's hand behind him. Wei Shi's eyes wide open, he is letting the little dwarf touch the gun, not touching himself!

The sorcerer whispered: "Shoulders relax."

Relaxing on the shoulders - the man pressed his neck in the white moonlight training room.

The r code base is a small guardian of the time, followed by the instructions of the sorcerer to control the shoulder arm.

"Keep the center of gravity" floating city training base, the man held the gun for the witch, the military boots against the trembling white shoes.

The sorcerer used a small foot to indicate that the two legs were separated: "Heart."

He slowly held his right hand: "Shooting."

I touched it.

The highest record is refreshed, 8 rings.

Wei Shi was horrified at the sorcerer, and he hugged people, as if he was afraid of the sorcerer slipping away from his fingers.

The little dwarf raised his head and smiled and rubbed his neck.

As time went by, the sorcerer woke up in the training room, and every time he woke up, he could hear the slow gunshots - he moved the blanket to the scoreboard and squinted his eyes and saw the target sight soaring all the way. .

By the end of the day, the witches looked at their hands with dim lights.

He can feel that he is recovering slowly.

Wei Shi was overjoyed, but still clinging to the little dwarf to take off his clothes and wash his shoes. When you go to bed, you still have to smash the quilt first.

The sorcerer was wrapped tightly in the quilt, and I don’t know how the cockroaches endured the temperature - it was hard to sweat with him.

The teenager is facing the small body of the sorcerer: "The food is too little."

Witch's round eyes: "Like buying meat and ribs!"

Wei Shi board scared his face: "Yeah, it is not good to eat and will be eaten."

The next round of the next day, the second round of renovation time was released. All applicants must pass the assessment to determine the direction of the transformation -

Wei Shi is shorter than other reformers and can only seize all opportunities.

The juvenile was almost completely immersed in the gunroom, from off-target, to an average of 4 rings, 7 rings, and 9 rings.

He has a shuddering talent, but he has to work harder than anyone he sees.

Into the night.

The sorcerer fell asleep, and when he was awake, he woke up on time. He smashed the quilt for the people and went straight to the training room.

Floating City Lab.

The sorcerer took the stomach out of the instrument: "Prepare to take the Guardian out - give me a copy of the stress response."

In the training room, Wei Shi looked at the target, suddenly turned off the light, and tried blindly with memory. The forehead sweats because of the precise calculation of no reference coordinates.

Song researcher stopped the witch: "Don't look, I read it to you."

Witch nodded and thanked, quietly listening, eyebrows slightly raised because of quick thinking: "Slightly wait, this paragraph is practical..."

Early morning.

The witches blinked slowly.

Wei Shi, who had just returned from the training room, yawned: "I slept well last night."

The little dwarf bends in the corner of his eyes: "Me too!"

Wei Shi is familiar with putting on his shoes: "Today's assessment."

The sorcerer immediately sighed.

When Wei Wei tied the laces to the witch, he suddenly said: "You wait."

I will earn for you all glory - **** for you and revenge for you.

"Okay," Wei got up, patted the sorcerer's head and raised his chin.

Witch: "??"

Wei Shi stalked his neck: "Show it."

The sorcerer immediately snorted: "Big brother cheers! Big brother rushes duck -"

Wei Shi: "..."

Before leaving, the boy suddenly turned back: "After-"

The witches raised their heads.

Wei Shi tried to keep calm: "When... you didn't cry, can I... kiss you like I did last time."

After a sorcerer’s sorrow, the young man crimsonly kissed his tears after thinking of the emotional lock.

Wei Shi clenched his fist: "Because I think about it, I won't let you cry again in my life!"

The witches laughed.

The teenager seems to see acquiescence and slammed it up.

The little dwarf shines in the field of vision.

He gently dropped a dry kiss on the cheek's cheek.

Then, the boy hurriedly picked up his head and hit the bed.

"I, I will go first, you are waiting for me-"

wait for me.

The witch and his waved his hand, staring at the direction of the young boy's departure, and waiting for the far-reaching footsteps to be completely inaudible, the next moment, he turned and connected to the communication:

"I am going to take him out."

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