C-site pheromone

Fighting without sleeping at night, the result is that my limbs are sore the next day, and I haven't read a word of my homework.

However, Su Qi came over early while having breakfast, and made a routine inspection and said, "Have you read the information on Lore [-] yesterday, is it difficult?"

Bai Chun's face changed slightly, Wen Yaofeng rescued the scene with a toast in his mouth, "It's not difficult, have confidence."

After the two got into the nanny car, they urgently made up their homework.

Sister Su was still in the co-pilot with a small powder to touch up her makeup, and she pursed her lips to look at the evenness of her skin tone: "Spoil me? What are you talking about?"

The two people in the back row froze at the same time, smiling and slurring their words.

When the PDF document is opened, there is nothing in it.

There is no role division, no world background plot introduction, and no faction setting like Jin Zhenyu.

The ten pages were blank, with only two words written on the title.

"Foxtail"

The "Moment of Killing" program group has a lot of tricks, and what they play is a surprise.

The planning team is probably a group of literary and artistic youths, and each issue must find some unique styles to come out.

The first issue of "Laurel and Dogs" is inspired by Greek epic mythology.

The second issue of "Golden Poison Feather" restores the Tang and Song dynasties and court disputes.

As for this time...

While looking through, Jiang Qie called.

"Hello? Xiaowen, have you read that PDF?"

Wen Yaofeng wondered why there were so many homework checks today, and leaned over to look at Bai Chun's phone screen, which was also blank.

"Look, Brother Jiang, do you want to ask for information?"

After "Golden Poison Feather", when he came into contact with those two actors again, he couldn't make a show. The WeChat group felt that the two treacherous ministers were chatting daily.

"Hey, don't act," Jiang Qi laughed and said, "It's not all blank documents, it must have been sent by the screenwriter team to make me laugh."

Wen Yaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, and thought: "Could it be that the random variables are too large this time, so I can't prepare the text?"

"Probably so," Jiang Qie said mysteriously, "After drinking with Lao Pan yesterday, I stopped by the venue to take a look around, and it's thanks to the director's absence..."

"See what?"

"In the four public scenes, the entrances are guarded by people and surveillance cameras, and no one is allowed to enter. There is a big shed inside." Jiang Qi and Wen Yaofeng and the others are familiar with it, and they don't shy away: "This time there seems to be a High-altitude project, I don’t know if it’s a display or we’re all going up…”

Bai Chun finally glanced sideways at Wen Yaofeng.

Wen Yaofeng laughed forcefully and said, "That's it, let's meet later."

"If you play games again, please be sympathetic! Our two old bones can't be tossed anymore!"

"That's for sure!"

As soon as the phone was hung up, Wen Yaofeng drank water sullenly.

Someone raised his voice and said: "There is really a high-altitude project..."

Su Qi put the lipstick back into the small bag, and said casually: "Seven or eight meters high, I went up to test it a few days ago, it's quite safe, don't worry."

"Seven or eight meters high..."

Wen Yaofeng pulled down the soundproof baffle with one hand, and said seriously: "Bai Chun, we have to make a deal."

Bai Chun had just had a fit with him yesterday, and he was still a little embarrassed at the moment, he was embarrassed but wanted to tease him, so he hummed without turning his head.

"Bai-Chun."

"Say."

"I'm half a meter tall and I'm afraid of stepping on the air. This matter is indeed a psychological barrier, because it would be a pity if I lose." Wen Yaofeng has a strong sense of honor, so he is not willing to admit it before the game starts: "I really want to show my prestige Ya, can you help me?"

He doesn't have a good image in front of fans.

Tall and handsome, powerful, almost no weaknesses.

It is uncertain how many fans will be lost if the human setting collapses.

Bai Chun laughed and looked at him again.

"How do you thank me?"

Wen Yaofeng blushed inexplicably, and didn't think much at the moment: "I owe you first."

Thank you anyhow.

"I owe you..."

Why don't you mark it for me.

Move lightly and give more pheromones.

Bai Chun was surprised by the idea of ​​ordering dinner in his heart for half a second, and said calmly, "I'll think about it again."

Wen Yaofeng stared at him: "You just finished beating me yesterday."

"It hurts."

Bai Chun frowned: "Your muscles are too hard, my arms and legs hurt today too, okay?"

"It's all my fault?? Bai Chun, are you still human???"

Su Qi knocked on the isolation window: "What are you muttering mysteriously?"

"Nothing, let's discuss tactics."

They arrived at the exhibition center again, changed their clothes one by one for physical examination, confirmed their heart rate and physical condition, and then went through the process to enter the venue.

Previously, the scene of "Laurel and the Dog" was not demolished. I heard that it will be exhibited together with other scenes in the venue for a limited time. It is estimated that the tickets will sell well.

Wen Yaofeng was taken to the dressing room by the staff, facing six kimono racks made of heavy sandalwood wood, the large and elegant robes looked purely handmade.

"Mr. Wen, please choose one at will."

He walked around the wooden frame twice, but didn't see the difference for the time being.

Dark purple light green, tea brown grayish white.

Fish swimming in lotus leaves, cranes passing through clouds.

Each has its own good looks, and it is cool and light to wear.

The clothes are most likely related to the camp, but the color matching and embroidery patterns are quite variable, so it is difficult to speculate.

"Just this one." Wen Yaofeng chose a dark red satin embroidered Nakahae weaving with white maple, and after wearing it under the guidance, he stepped forward steadily with his clogs: "Shall we start now?"

"No, you stand here and don't move." The staff raised the fleece cover and said, "We will put on the eye mask and earmuffs for you, and we will bring you into the venue after we arrange them."

Both vision and hearing disappeared in an instant.

Wen Yaofeng only felt that a piece of rope was tied to his right wrist. He stood there for a few minutes, and then was slowly led by the rope to walk forward. He also turned a few turns in the middle. Hazard of falling.

When the senses are closed, guesses will spread like ripples in the rain.

Will I be tied up later?

...and ask Bai Chun to save me?

Today seems to be a Japanese theme, and there are foxes?

His vision suddenly brightened in a second, and when the earmuffs were taken off, the heat was swept away, and the slight wind sounded from all directions.

Wen Yaofeng raised his hand to straighten the side of his hair, but his strength was restrained and hindered, and a series of crisp bells sounded.

"Ding - ding ding -"

He raised his eyebrows and found that there was a long and thin red rope tied around his wrist, and the end point of the other end was actually Bai Chun's wrist!

Bai Chun also just took off the blindfold, and his hand was suddenly pulled over, just meeting his eyes.

Wen Yaofeng was very calm: "Come here, get closer to me."

"Why?"

"I'm aggressive with my heroism."

Bai Chun approached him expressionlessly: "Mr. Wen, do you turn on the screen on time every day?"

Wen Yaofeng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "This is called a man's romance."

It wasn't until the two got close that Wen Yaofeng realized that he was wearing a deep purple and white cherry haori, and suddenly lost his mind for a moment.

Bai Chun is too suitable for wearing such a gorgeous robe.

His eyes are bright, his face is cold, and he is born with a bit of non-human fireworks.

Ordinary people wearing too bright colors will only look frivolous and fancy.

The deep purple is like the twilight haze, and the double cherry blossoms bloom successively, reflecting Bai Chun's vitality and elegance, invisible.

Bai Chun opened his eyes unnaturally.

"The clothes are too loose."

Wen Yaofeng smiled lightly and said, "You look so good-looking, I can't care less about your clothes."

Bai Chun looked up at him, wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

But consciously walked a little further in, and the two leaned side by side.

They are in the middle of the Sichuan-shaped corridor.

Floor-to-ceiling glass windows span both sides, and the forest-green Changping looks like a continuous sea. You can glimpse the nearby Buddhist altar and incense burner hidden in the grass, and there are maple trees full of wish cards in the distance.

The long eaves, like wings, are spread out vertically, just to block the bright and sunny outside, making the grass outside the house shine brightly, but the inside of the promenade is dark.

In the silence, a gentle woman spoke softly, reciting an ancient haiku.

"My family's small grass moe えいぬlimited りなき天地今やよみがへるらし"

The grass in my garden sprouts again, and the infinite world is about to turn green.

The watch then shook, and the timing officially started.

Aqua-green lights flickered in the dark corridor one after another.

Like night butterflies and fireflies being summoned, floating in the empty sky.

Wen Yaofeng reached out again and touched the nearest green light.

"Ding--"

The green light trembled and flickered, and the lingering sound was long.

"It's the thread," he said with a frown. "The color is not easy to identify."

The watch shook again, and the 3 above the time jumped to 2.

Bai Chun was aware of the counting method, and used his other hand to dial the two thin wires nearby.

After two beeps, 2 jumps to 0, and soon resets to 3.

Strange things happened.

The thread that Bai Chun touched seemed to be moistened by spiritual energy, and it faintly lit up, which immediately brightened their vision.

Wen Yaofeng was amazed, and reached out to touch other ropes.

...nothing happened.

"I was targeted?" He touched the two glowing lines half-jokingly: "Give me some face."

The line goes off in a second.

Bai Chun nodded: "Understood, you are a extinguisher."

Wen Yaofeng: "..."

The red thread between the two of their wrists could not be untied and cut, and they had to move at the same time to step over the obstacle, to walk through this corridor like museum robbers.

The program team carefully prepared pleasant scenery on both sides of the glass wall, as if implying that they can go out as long as they get this done.

Bai Chun was also surprised, and touched a few threads casually.

As long as the movement is gentle, the bell will not be triggered, and at the same time it can illuminate the field of vision.

Bai Chun turned on the lights all the way, Wen Yaofeng quietly turned off a few.

The young man stared back at him, and the latter squinted his eyes and said, "It's too shaking, you need to protect your eyesight."

Rope formation may be a rare thing for an actor group, but Wen Yaofeng and Bai Chun have practiced dancing for many years, so their flexibility is not too good.

The only problem is... the program team may be doing things sincerely.

The nearest intersection is only enough for one half body to pass, and the front and rear distances are too close to allow one to pass first and the other to cross over.

Bai Chun opened his arms frankly: "Hold me over."

Wen Yaofeng was still looking at the Yae Sakura on his kimono, raised his eyes and said naturally: "Princess hug?"

He leaned over and hugged his legs, pulling him into his arms.

The two breaths intertwined silently, and the soft and slender body sank into the man's arms defenselessly.

Bai Chun is very light, and it takes no effort to hug her.

Wen Yaofeng knew that there was a camera, and he would not deliberately be ambiguous.

It's just that when he got up, the tip of his nose rubbed against the crimson birthmark, and the latter's breathing became unsteady for a moment.

"Why," he whispered with a smile, "heartbeat?"

Bai Chun didn't say a word at first.

But he nodded in his heart.