Debut in the C position of the sand sculpture game [Unlimited]

The visitor had short silver hair raised neatly, thin bangs drooping on his forehead, a pair of long and narrow peach eyes were raised on his cold white face, and his red lips were grinning cynically.

He propped his elbows on the edge of the door frame casually, and the door fell to the ground and complained angrily: "Drip - destroy the system facilities, give me a warning."

The man didn't care about this, he lazily glanced at the audience, and finally landed on Nan Yi.

Sensing the man's interested eyes, Nan Yi was a little puzzled, why did he see the eyes of the fan girl who chased him before in the eyes of a man, so he turned his head and looked at the scenery outside the window without squinting.

The snow color is so beautiful.

Lu Zhu stared at Nan for a while, then asked with a chuckle, "Are there any new arrivals today?"

"Buy me! Double happiness today! Shuai Lu... You are here again, handsome guy!" The curly-haired aunt looked excitedly at the unruly silver-haired man, and then at the silent and handsome Nan Yi, holding her hands together. Cover your mouth excitedly.

Lu Zhu frowned: "No, please call me, Husband of Quanmin."

The curly-haired aunt nodded again and again, her face full of nympho: "It's the husband of the whole people, and now there are only Nanyi students who have not yet formed a team."

"I'll do it." Lu Zhu stood still on Nan Yi's right side, and then stared at Nan Yi's face with a smile on his face.

Nan Yi's hair stood on end from being stared at, but his gaze was still on the window sill.

After a minute, he caught a glimpse of the silver-haired man smiling at him from the corner of his eye.

Nan Yi couldn't bear it any longer, took a deep breath, turned his head and asked, "Excuse me?"

Lu Zhu interrupted with a smile: "Little fan, does the snow scene look good?"

Nan Yi didn't react: "Uh, okay?"

Lu Zhu leaned closer: "Do you look good with me?"

Feeling a chill all over Nan Zhou's body, he took half a step back: "??"

The curly-haired aunt who was peeping secretly watched the two of them, smiled, and clapped her hands: "Ahem, everyone, let's start training! Let me introduce myself. I am the NPC instructor Ahua, the master of Indian pop dance. I will demonstrate it to you first."

Everyone fell silent immediately, staring with bated breath.

The curly-haired aunt posed with her side legs: "Music!"

A magical melody with a strong sense of rhythm sounded, coupled with a smart voice: "Auntie, press it~"

The nimble aunt was swinging her colorful long skirt, circling and jumping in the center of the practice room, and everyone was dumbfounded.

What shocked Nan Yi even more was that in the second half of the song, one aunt danced into five aunts, like a shadow body technique, with uniform expressions and movements.

Nan blinked his eyes, probably because he didn't sleep well last night and had hallucinations.But no matter how he looked at it, there were still five figures.

As if sensing Professor Nan's uneasiness, Lu Zhu turned his head slightly: "Don't be envious. When your singing and dancing practice reaches a certain stage, you will evolve passive skills, which will help increase the stage effect and charm value. For example, someone's Passive, as soon as the concert starts, it will rain."

Professor Nan: "I didn't see this yesterday..."

Lu Zhu chuckled: "For the sake of fairness in the competition, it can only be used in the second round of performances and beyond. You will know when you advance, little fan. The higher you go, the more difficult the stage will be."

Professor Nan's handsome eyebrows showed helplessness, and he said lightly: "I'm not a fan."

He has been tortured by this word for a day.

After the aunt has taught the basic skills, let the left and right groups start to practice, and the quiz will be taken after four hours.The indoor space is limited, and players have come to the outdoor hall to press their legs and lower their waists.

Nan Yi dragged his body like a steel plate to the stairwell, just twisting his waist was the limit, thanks to his strong memory, he could memorize the movements proficiently.

In order not to cause trouble to his teammates, Professor Nan pressed his legs alone in the posture of a sun wall.

"Don't you really need my help?" Lu Zhu came over with his pockets in his pockets after practicing his part.

Nan Yi crossed his legs, focused his eyebrows and eyes, and bit his lip: "Thank you, no need."

Lu Zhu handed over the mineral water: "Let's take a break, what is your name?"

Nan Yi put down his legs, nodded to catch the water: "... Nan Yi."

Lu Zhu's eyes widened: "Naiyi? So your surname is Mu?"

Nan Yi leaned against the window and took a sip of water: "My surname is Nan, and the single character is Yi."

Lu Zhu suddenly realized, and his thin lips showed an unruly smile: "ojbk! Also, don't keep you, yours, you came from ancient time travel."

Nan Yi raised his eyes slightly: "...how were you doing yesterday?"

"Oh, it's okay. I lost yesterday. I still have a stage opportunity tonight. Everyone has two chances to advance. Our game is big, and there will be several stages at the same time. I will go to one tonight That’s fine! It’s you, the fans didn’t make things difficult for you, did they?”

"Yeah." Nan Yi's eyes are extremely light, a beige turtleneck sweater outlines a thin and straight figure, and the tight cuffs show the air of an ascetic scholar. Under the reflection of the silvery white snow scene outside the window, it is like the warmth burning quietly in the cold winter. Yellow candle flame.

Lu Zhu looked a little distracted.

Nan Yi put down the bottle: "I have to train."

Lu Zhu put his hands in his pockets and stepped back with his long legs: "Well, for the sake of you being the leader of my regiment, the husband of the whole people will take you to fly! If you have any difficult parts, give them to me, and just watch from the side. .I'll see you come again next time!"

Feeling ashamed, Nan Yi resolutely refused: "No, I'm too sorry."

Not to mention whether there will be a next time, what Nan Sheng fears most in his life is to ask others to do things for him.

Lu Zhu made a good pose: "Oh! Why are you so out of touch! Didn't Einstein say that behind every successful man, there is a handsome guy who is full and has nothing to do—I'll join you!"

It's not over yet...

He stepped on the soap used to mop the floor!

As if his butt was on a pulley, Lu Zhu Gulu Gulu slid into the stairwell - a rotating slide specially used to transport dance props.

Nan only felt that his back was empty, and quickly turned around: "What's wrong?"

There were wailing and wailing from downstairs: "I mean, why is someone picking up soap in broad daylight!"

Nan Yi: "..."

Didn't this person just swear that the husband of the whole people will take you to fly.

Where did people fly to? ? ? ?

Nan Yi helped Lu Zhu go to the infirmary, and when he came back for the test, he finished all the parts by himself, and his waist snapped.

In the next 10 days, Professor Nan trained hard day and night for the second round of stage. He took singing and dancing classes during the day and practiced songs at night. Not a single character is in tune, and occasionally a few characters are not in tune.

But he never made that peerless dolphin sound again.

On the day of the performance, Nan Yi lined up to enter the arena, and the USB flash drive in his pocket kept ringing: "Ding—the second dance skill of Kutun Music: Air Split is ready! Please use it as soon as possible!"

Nan Yi retreated to the corner, fiddled with the flashing red USB flash drive, and finally stopped after the sound of the reminder sounded a dozen times.Professor Nan, who has always advocated rigorous science, frowned. Before the dolphin sound soared last time, the USB flash drive shook wildly, and then his body felt an electric current. Does this USB flash drive have any special skills?

After entering the arena, Professor Nan was still wearing a beige sweater. Among the many beautiful men in grid sequins and seductive makeup, he looked like a white cloud in the sky that had not been touched by fireworks, but his slightly frowned brows showed fatigue and anxiety.

The stage was more than twice as big as the first performance, the lighting background was more gorgeous, and the screams of the audience were louder than the crowing of a golden rooster.

He only found out a few days ago that the audience and mentors are game NPCs, and only the contestants are real players.Of course, contestants can also enter the auditorium to watch when they are free.

Professor Nan touched his slightly sore waist and practiced hard for the past few days, but the dance was still counting down. In the end, he had to compromise and choose single vocal, although the requirements for a single performance are higher than singing and dancing.

"Everyone, the long-awaited second round of performances has officially started, and will last for two days!"

Bang bang bang!A row of raging flames ignited on the edge of the stage, and the battle is about to start!

"Today's game still uses the battle system. According to the rules, the team that wins the battle will advance to the next round of performances, and the team that loses can challenge again at tomorrow's venue. If they lose again, they will be eliminated, and they will start from the stage next month. Fight again!"

In other words, if you pass it twice, you will return to before liberation.

Compared to the bustling auditorium, the contestants in the first row were a little quieter. Some lazily supported their heads, shaking their legs from time to time, waiting for the showtime; others had dull eyes, wanting nothing, like hollow puppets.

And Nan Yi in the corner sat upright, just like when he was writing a thesis in the laboratory, he was meticulous, and the light-colored high collar outlined the slender neck line, which made the girl sitting behind feel excited.

With a brand new stage and players, without the siege of some only fans, Nan Yi felt much quieter in his ears.

"Contestant No. 1 has appeared! Challengers are invited to come on stage! As we all know, the second round of performances will be more difficult. In order to test the players' on-the-spot reactions, we have introduced passive skills, please use them flexibly!"

The lights flickered, and a piece of heavy metal rock sounded.

On the left is a professional ice dancer on roller skates, spinning as the drums rub against the slippery ground.

On the right side, the director of the alpaca breeding factory rode an alpaca on the stage, and said b-box leak to the microphone, and the alpaca's head also stretched and retracted rhythmically: "Come on! Everyone, come with me! Puff, puff, puff!" Bark!"

The audience became agitated, and the sound of flatulence resounded throughout the venue.

The pink love light waves of the two swept towards the instructor's seat like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, and the instructor's blood bar slowly dropped.

"Oh! Instructor No. 1 was attacked by the love of Brother Bing and Brother Nima at the same time! Ah Wei is about to arrive at the scene!"

"Instructor No. 2 has almost fainted! Work harder!"

Even the calm Nanyi was sweating in his palms. Compared with this battle, the ballad he prepared could only be used to scrape the judges, and perhaps the scraping was not good enough. It was only suitable for rubbing the backs of people without bath towels. kind of.

Just when Professor Nan doubted himself, the painting style on the field changed suddenly.

Brother Nima took out a few banana peels from his trouser pocket and threw them towards Brother Bing. Brother Bing stepped on them unexpectedly and leaned back——

Then a carp hit straight, abruptly reversed 360 degrees in the air, landed steadily, then stepped on another one, and performed another gorgeous somersault!

Graceful ice dancing gradually turns into a pleasing somersault on ice.

Then, Brother Bing started to fight back, throwing a bunch of snowballs that he didn't know where to rub, and the audience in the audience whistled excitedly.

In the next second, Nan Yi watched in a daze as dark clouds enveloped the sky above Nima Ge's stage, the lights dimmed, and pure white snowflakes fell.

Nima shuddered for a moment, and his mouth started to fight: "Puff, puff, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, huh huh, oh—"

The cute little alpaca also sneezed wildly.

......

In the end, Nima got tongue-tied and lost.

Professor Nan pondered for a moment and asked, "...Are we drafting?"

The contestant with smoky makeup beside him gave him a sideways look, and said with disdain, "Of course, we are professionals in drafting."

Nan Yin frowned and asked tentatively: "What they are throwing around is passive?"

The smoky makeup contestant sneered: "That's right, you can gain passive skills when you reach a certain level. Some can attack enemies, some can increase charm, and of course it may be useless. Starting from the second round of performances, the assessment criteria will include The on-the-spot reaction to the enemy's passive skills..."

The smoker patiently gave Nan Yi a popular science about the men's team league.

Nan nodded: "Lastly, I would like to ask you, why do some people look... dull?"

The smoky makeup contestant shrugged: "Oh, maybe they have been here for a long time, and they have participated tens of thousands of times, and you would be numb."

"Thank you." Nan Yi replied politely, clenching his hands on his lap slightly.

In the next few rounds of performances, Nan Yi witnessed all kinds of tricky passives, such as suddenly increasing the speed of the music ten times, and the two of them ghosting at the same time.

"Since there is no challenger for No. 20, the automatic matching system is now activated! Ding——"

When Nan Yi saw his name appear on the big screen, his heart stopped suddenly.

The No. 20 contestant in front of him turned his hands and feet joints nonchalantly, with big shoulders and a thick waist, and his skull vest was bulging out of his strong muscles. He looked like an old fitness trainer.

And he hasn't evolved passive yet.

Countless fans of fitness coaches in the audience raised placards in support.

"Muscles are the romance of a man!"

"Brother Muscle! Brother Muscle!"

Under great pressure, Nan Yi, who had no fans, sighed heavily, smoothed the hem of his sweater, and walked onto the stage with a sad face.

Off the court, they started whispering again.

"I heard that this contestant has a lot of black material, and he still rubs off on other people's enthusiasm!"

"Yes, I also heard that it is a counterfeit!"

"Come on Muscle Brother! Knock down this little boy!"

Rumors pierced Nan Yi's whole body like a poisonous sharp sword, he lowered his eyes and withdrew his expression.

Suddenly there was a weak scream: "Nan Nan Yi, King of Pigs, I noticed you in the first round of the stage!"

Professor Nan was stunned for a moment, and saw the only round-faced girl in the audience holding his sign, standing on a chair and waving it desperately, ignoring everyone's contemptuous eyes.

Professor Nan, who gained fans for the first time, trembled and bowed to thank him.

"Music! Showtime!"

It was another cheerful and youthful melody. Professor Nan closed his eyes, and his ears were filled with shouts one after another. He pursed his lips tightly, brewing emotions. Just as he opened his mouth, the muscular man writhing beside him made a passive— -remote control.

Nan opened his eyes.

Muscular man presses red button with index finger.

"boom!"

Nan Yi's feet were cold, the floor suddenly collapsed to both sides, and people began to fall!

Don't move: the ground is cracked!

The audience cheered: "Handsome, muscular brother, I pick you!"

Professor Nan stared down at the floor, his brain worked calmly, and within one second estimated the coefficient of friction between the sole and the wall to be 0.74, the acceleration of gravity to be 9.80665m/s^2, and his own mass, adductors, hip flexors, medial The maximum stress range of the hamstrings is——!

Seeing that the whole person was about to fall into the ground——Nan Yi gritted his teeth and leaped into the air, stretching his adductor muscles violently, kicking his feet!

At the same moment, the USB flash drive in his pocket trembled, and another electric current rushed into his body.

"Crack!"

He landed steadily in the middle of the crack in the ground!

The audience choked for a moment.

"I'm going!! I'm not mistaken, this handsome guy who has no passive skills actually resisted the opponent's skills?!"

"No way, no way, so powerful?"

Nan Yika breathed a sigh of relief between the two walls. After many days, he finally regained his dignity as a physics professor!

But the next second-

With a bang, his jeans were ripped open.