Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

South Tower 701 bedroom.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the sorcerer ran out of the warm blanket for the fourth time, drinking water, rabbits, and full house.

It is impossible to fall asleep while sleeping!

The cool breeze outside the window caught the moisture, and the hillside of the Crowson base was silent. The soundproofing effect of the bedroom was worrying. After the curfew, I couldn’t walk out. The hand of the sorcerer touched the wooden guitar for a long time, and finally pressed a few times and quietly closed.

The sorcerer had to go back to the bed, roll, lie flat and open the terminal.

The faint fluorescence reflected the cheeks, and the sorcerer strolled around the Crowson Show Forum and suddenly looked away.

take a look……

Just looking at it should be nothing...

The sorcerer poked his head out of the quilt and confirmed that the rabbit brother was squatting on the desk farthest from the bed, and then switched to the trumpet quickly.

The avatar changed from a player's ID card with v to a little snow leopard with a bun face.

After changing the number, the terminal suddenly brushed out thousands of messages, including, reminding, and private letter interviews. After the big popularity soared, the final ranking of the "Tarot Divination Voting" was once again thrown out by fans. The only snow leopard who was holding the trophy for the defenders and holding the hands of the defenders on the voting page received unprecedented attention.

The sorcerer ignored the key and turned back to the Crowson Forum again.

At this point, his heart beat very fast, slowly and slowly moving the cursor to the plate - eventually one could not help but tempted to enter.

The layout has changed.

There are pink bubbles floating on the light background, the theme is automatically refreshed, and almost every few minutes there is new grain output. So there are still many users who are knocking on the bowl in the chat room.

"Is the official picture released today! No! No! No! - How do I feel that I asked it two hours ago?"

"Clean and cute online for food, has it been on the line? Hello, big, today is even more tidy, when is it more, can't wait to broadcast live paintings, you are big, you can put drafts, big Eat mermaid whistle..."

The sorcerer only saw half of it, and he opened the essence area, and suddenly he was stunned--

There are countless high-rise buildings with scarves, #什锦,#锦衣卫tag, and the whole page is rich in content and colorful.

The witch's ear is reddish, and the quiet microphone is the first to open the heat.

A large amount of instant investment in the terminal, Wei wearing a cool sniper eyepiece, gentle and half-squatting in front of the sorcerer, kissing the diamond ring of the young right hand.

The sorcerer's eyes are moving away and I don't dare to look at it. This large-scale painting technique expresses the gentleness and enthusiasm, although it seems that the position of himself and Daxie seems to be inadvertently painted.

At this time, the latest update of the bar suddenly popped up.

When the scarf forum was crowded, countless fans rushed to seize the front row, and the latest words automatically popped up -

Wei Shi was anxiously waiting outside the delivery room. Zoe Kaiser Wenlin’s friends and relatives and the thin-fired fire who did not know why it was here were making a call to Wu Han: “Little Wu Chong----------- —"

The sorcerer is scared to death: "..."

The brush was closed and the sorcerer opened another post.

"On the third day when the witch was imprisoned, he shook in the corner and shouted, don't want it. When Wei Wei was inhumane, he untied the zipper of the pants! Grinding the gun to the little witch!"

Close again, the third post.

"The defender secretly loves Xiaowu's 93rd day, the Crowson base, and the Qing. The defenders escaped two more classes and carefully baked the chocolate lava cake for the witches..."

Close, the fourth post.

"Spring is here, and it’s time to go to the Crowson lawn to catch the little witch. The defenders prepared carrots, hook nets and three hundred love words early, and joined the army of the little witches..."

The witch finally found the problem.

Everyone is too deeply misunderstood by Datun - Daxie is the flower of Gaoling! How can I do this kind of thing! And... obviously the single arrow is the opposite...

Wu Yi all the way back, finally turned out a click on the "Jin Yi Wei."

"Wu Yu will press the wall on the wall and eagerly pursued the hand three days later, finally on the day of the game's ranking. He squinted and kissed Wei's cheek devoutly, pressing him gently onto the bed,' Tonight, please give me everything '--"

The witch was read word by word, and his face was burning red.

A few words seem to poke to the heart, and the hidden thoughts that I can't even think of in my mind. The handsome and innocent face of Daxie was tempting to the extreme because of forbearance, and he couldn’t help but rush to kiss him for a while.

The terminal slammed into the bed, and the sorcerer's face almost formed a virtual shadow.

okay! Don't think about it! Just enough!

The sorcerer once again turned himself over, and the whole face was buried in a soft pillow, revealing only two red fluttering ears.

The sorcerer doesn't know much about the lamp. Although the brain can't make it up, it doesn't hinder self-reprimanding:

The pursuit of confession is a step by step! It’s already abrupt to kiss yourself! Although ... the possibility of accepting confession is very small, but you still have to take it seriously! Excessive brain supplement is a disrespect for Da Yu!

For a long time, Wu Hao sat up from the bed and went out of the window.

The possibility of accepting confession is slight, because you and Daxie...the gap is too big.

Without strength, he can't protect him, he can't be his solid backing.

The witches jumped out of bed again.

The desk lamp lights up, and in the faint light, the bedroom wall is covered with the learning plan of each game of the witch.

The first knockout: 4 hours of static shooting on June 11th, 1 hour on the back, and 0.5 hours of notes. Remarks: Ask Zoe to ask for a gun...

The third elimination round: dynamic shooting for 6 hours on August 1st...

The witches carefully took out a piece of paper and took out the pen to start writing a new plan.

The training time is longer than before.

The rabbit squatted on the table, and the eyes turned and turned with the sorcerer.

Wu Yan smiled and took the rabbit away: "Rabbit brother, excuse me."

Where the vacated place, the sorcerer posted the plan.

"I want to... chase a person."

Go all out to chase.

On the second day after the trainee finished the vaccine, the training for the new round of the knockout began.

Only half of the players in the Crowson base, which once housed 500 people, were divided into 10 groups for group training.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Caesar was screaming in the cafeteria with exaggeration: "Isn't it just washing the ball with a washing machine? What is the fault of the man? I threw an apple at my door early in the morning, and I inserted a fruit knife! No football for Grandpa -"

Zoe is perfunctory, ah, looking across Caesar and looking at the sorcerer coming in from the training room.

Zoe: "When did the little witch get up?"

Caesar asked three questions and touched his head: "At 7 o'clock, I saw the robot slipping the rabbit in the living room. It is estimated that the little witch is already in the training ground."

Zoe greeted the witch, and opened the chair. He specially peeled off a light-skinned egg. He looked at him kindly and looked at him.

At 11 o'clock, the sorcerer closed the virtual obstacle scene, took a battle bath, and rushed to the open space behind the Crowson hillside.

The dark green vegetation covers the sky and is covered by a glass cover. The vine, like its tentacles, is distorted in the air -

The blood pigeon walked into the glass cover and stumbled somewhere in the vegetation. A player who was wrapped up in the vines and screamed, said: "Evaluation d. You are not required to run." Pirates of the dragon, can't even run the sword dragon?"

The player lost his soul: "Stegosaurus only grazes..."

On the sidelines, he threw a towel on him, and moved a ladder. He applied a smear of vines that had just been tied to his vines to repair the hydration. It was obvious that the vines were more than the players. One side of a chat: "Grass and bite you are not in conflict."

The players took care of the vines and took care of the vines. They finally couldn’t help but say: "What the **** is this..."

Drama: "Giant Benneti Ironwood is infused with the Nepenthes sinensis herb flytrap stress gene, don't poke it, people or little girls, come out from the nursery room, and the mimosa gene!"

Player: "This nursery room is big enough..."

When the player wiped the mucus from his body, the last group of 25 trainees had already completed the evaluation.

When the player went out, he also greeted the witch, and the witch immediately remembered the big brother - he was filled with several glasses of water in the control card, and finally was eliminated by the wells double c.

The blood pigeon walked out of the glass cover and picked up the breathing filter device, indicating that the witch and others sat around him.

“The fourth round of the knockout scene,” the blood pigeon knocked on the glass cover: “It will reshape the end-stage environment of the White Age. Any creature you see is a product of genetic restoration, a private property of the sponsoring company, and cannot be damaged. A kind of gun, □ □. Do you understand?”

Practice the students and nod their heads.

The blood pigeons cast a virtual screen: "In the game, you can get almost any high-tech equipment you can think of - off-road vehicles, first-aid sprays, even precision hang gliding, thermostatic cabins, hormone detectors."

Not waiting for everyone to get excited, the blood pigeon added: "But your biggest enemy is the environment."

The next projection of a pie chart brush is in the air.

"White Age, the oxygen content is 28%, which is greater than the current oxygen content of Blue Star 21%. Carbon dioxide is six times that before the first industrial revolution." The blood pigeon picked up a trainee: "Talk about it, where is the problem?" ""

The trainee is trying to figure out: "Natural oxygen bar, refreshing?"

"..." The blood pigeon told him to sit down: "Wrong, it will be hypoxic."

"High concentration of oxygen will cause a gas exchange transition and accelerate the poisoning of carbon dioxide intake. Secondly, the high carbon dioxide partial pressure in the human body will inhibit the alveolar gas exchange, penetrate the cerebrospinal fluid barrier, and the blood combined with carbonic acid will be more acidic, further reducing the oxygen binding capacity. ”

“Once you don’t have the assistance of your breathing equipment, your survivability will be greatly reduced.” The blood pigeon took out the equipment that was just removed and said: “This is your initial equipment, which can only support 6 hours, and then will be placed at a fixed point.”

The witches reacted quickly.

——The respiratory filtration equipment played a decisive role. In the fourth elimination tournament, the materials were far more important than the first three games.

After the blood pigeons are explained, the drama is already beginning to distribute the equipment.

Blood Pigeon: "Today's training is a 16-minute fast off-road, wearing a breathing filter. Once you step on the obstacle, the vine will attack the target within 2 seconds. If you understand, go to the right and wait in line. Before the sun goes down, there will be A big class, the unfavorable one will lose face in front of everyone..."

The sorcerer’s rise.

There is a big class in the afternoon...

After half a class.

The sorcerer was drilled from the vines and there were no signs of contact with the obstacles. The blood pigeon corrected several movements and slowed down. It was a recognition of the diligent efforts of the witch: "The little witch can leave first, go back and avoid the basics and then review it twice."

The sorcerer hurriedly asked: "Teacher, can I practice it again?"

A blood pigeon is a glimpse of the opening: "The actual application of off-road training is not high, if there is time, it can be placed on melee fighting -"

Wu Yiqiao: "Just, strengthen the muscle memory."

The blood pigeon knows that he did not take away the sorcerer's breathing equipment and let him drill in the vines.

Group training passed by.

Near the sunset, 250 trainees finally gathered in front of the vines.

Cross-country off-road is not difficult for 16 minutes, and the frequency of vine attacks also gives the player a certain reaction range. After mastering the respiratory rate of the adaptive device, many players have made a qualitative breakthrough - at least not easily rolled up by the genetically modified green tentacles.

Crowson show on the hillside.

The thin fire was standing in front of the vines, and Caesar looked for red hair everywhere in the crowd. The red hair was hiding in the shade of the trees to communicate.

"A copy of ancient creatures! I told you that there is a prehistoric giant - big - guinea pig!"

"Bake it is a prehistoric giant - big - roasted guinea pig! You don't hang up, don't hang it, I am not kidding..."

The red hair groaned in the video, and suddenly looked cautious, left and right to look at, and quietly touched the corner: "Wang brother wants to enter the fourth course of treatment?"

"Where, I know. To be more in contact with the outside world, to stabilize the mood, to calm the front, to comfort the convalescents... to soothe? Ah? Is the cat already on the way to express delivery?"

After a few moments, the red hair is like a lightning bolt. When a staff member is caught, he asks: "This, do we have cats for the base? Oh, register it?? Variety? I don't know the breed, I can kill the cat." !"

On the stage, the blood pigeon raises the horn and is urging the trainees to line up: "As it is, 25 people in a group of vines cross-country, check out today's training results, the fastest way to order tomorrow's cafeteria -"

The stage suddenly exploded.

"Dry pot frog", "chicken chicken", "Dongpo meat", "crab yellow dumplings" and so on are noisy. In a crowd of martial arts, the sorcerer left and right in the crowd, finally squeezed into the head of the team, and dozens of people separated from the shackles.

Wei Shi looked far away to him.

The teenager's face was reddish, pretending that no big moles were found. The small curls slid back to reveal the forehead, and the soft little round face seemed to be handsome and handsome.

The witches are a little nervous, although they quickly calm down their emotions. In order to show the "more mature" side in front of Daxie as much as possible, he specially took care of it, and trained the sleeves of the training suit and rolled up.

Like the school, the basketball court is full of young people who want to attract the attention of girls.

On the stage, the blood pigeon quickly dialed a group of people to prepare for the book, including the witch. Blood Pigeon: "The rule of the game is that there are no rules. Well, the teacher should be ready to time -"

The witchcraft has been prepared for a long time, and it’s awkward.

More than the other trainees touched the vine area several times, the sorcerer has long been familiar with the road, and even mastered some special skills - using 2 seconds of plant reflection and walking to drag the same group of players, while clearing the road ahead for themselves .

The stage was quickly excited.

Caesar’s voice is like a Hong Zhong, more obvious than anyone else: “There is a small thief in the trough!”

Even Ming Hao applauded the witch, and applause - the drum half suddenly remembered something and looked at his captain. Zuo Boyou smiled and said: "The hand is your own, see what your captain does?"

In the vine area, the sorcerer jumped up and down in the gap between the vegetation, and suddenly fell short when swept by the vines, and quickly bounced off with the soft and strong abdominal muscles. After leaving, one foot accurately stepped on the next vegetation - two attacks The witches' rattans collided.

The shoulder arm was slightly moved, and the training suit jacket that was almost pulled off was put on again, and the clothes were swayed by the wind.

Wei Shi blinked.

Caesar continued to blow the blow, and the thin fire spread a whistle.

Xiang Xiangxiang exaggerated his heart: "This tactical action, I don't care if it kills the prehistoric behemoth - at least the heart of millions of girls before the murder of the screen! Life is finally my seventeen-year-old The cat started!"

She quickly added before the blood pigeon doubts: "You shut up."

9 minutes and 12 seconds, after a cross-country lap, the edge of the field finally appeared in front of the sorcerer.

At the foot is a fixed-point minefield marked with flags.

It takes 1 minute and 20 seconds to bypass.

Of course, there is another way to take risks -

The sorcerer suddenly saw the guardian time in the crowd.

Strenuous exercise, increased blood flow rate and spilled dopamine and adrenaline gave him a choice in one second.

He wants to make a three-pointer in front of his crushing big brother.

The sorcerer jumped and slammed the vine, and sprinted back and forth, swaying through the air, crossing the obstacle band marked by countless flags, the green tentacles that whistled to him, and the evening wind that swayed through the early autumn. ——

The end is just a stone's throw away.

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