The top brother is going to the draft!

Zhuang wanted to express his disbelief.

Although Xu Ziyi's Crow's Mouth does sometimes have a bit of spirituality, but it's too metaphysical to be expected!

He asked curiously, "Did Xu Ziyi really say that?"

Opposite contestant: "Damn, it's actually a coincidence."

Zhuang thought: "Huh?"

"Isn't the weather very good these days? Xiao Xu said that it is reasonable to go out for a spring outing! Before he finished speaking, the election manager thought he already knew, and the thief said in surprise, 'How do you know!'"

——So, it's only natural to reveal your secrets.

Song Yichen: "Hahahaha."

Zhuang Xiang also laughed out loud: "I said so."

The contestants over there are still discussing: "But Xu Ziyi's sixth sense is indeed something, after all, not everyone can think of going to spring outing when the weather is good."

These two words sound too childish.It's not an activity they can imagine after being locked up in the base and practicing hard.

Luo Mingyuan didn't know when he also came over, his face full of approval: "Yeah, like me, I can only think about sleeping."

The styling room was still noisy, Zhuang wanted to turn his head and look out of the window of the styling room.

It's evening now, but the weather is still fine.The afterglow hangs a golden light on the skyline, and the clouds are set off in a golden and reddish color. At a glance, you know that tomorrow will be a good weather.

Going out to play in this kind of weather must be very decompressing.

——The premise is that the program group does not do something that they think is fun, but is actually a show operation plan.

Dyeing hair is a very time-consuming thing, Zhuang wanted to stay with Song Yichen aimlessly for a while, and got tired of reading magazines, and finally couldn't stay idle, bid farewell to Song Yichen and left.

The weather changes very fast this winter. Ten days ago, it snowed heavily, and ten days later, the snow disappeared, and the sun and wind began to warm and melt.

Zhuang wanted to feel this kind of leisure for a long time, and wandered around for a while before returning to the dormitory.

In the dormitory, Su Yuan was writing something in front of the desk, while Qi Beizhen moved a bench and sat on the balcony playing and singing, the last bit of dim afterglow was draping over his shoulders through the gaps in the leaves.

These two literary youths.

Zhuang wants to be emotional.

When Su Yuan heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and looked at it, and smiled with a very gentle eyebrow: "You're back?"

Zhuang wanted to lean over: "What are you writing?"

Su Yuan spread it out for him to read: "Diary."

Diary is a daily task released by the program group.Zhuang wanted to guess that it should be to extract some more meaningful clips on the debut night, to give the audience a wave of memory killing and so on.

but……

Zhuang Xiang wondered, "Why are you writing this now?"

Su Yuan was puzzled: "Don't you know, brother? The election manager said that when I go down to pick up my phone tomorrow morning, I have to hand in my diary."

Zhuang thought:! ! !

Su Yuan: "How much did you write?"

Zhuang Xiang: "...to be honest, I only wrote about the first three days."

Su Yuan laughed: "Then write quickly, before you have time."

Zhuang Xiang: qwq

Zhuang Xiang was a little overwhelmed by the sudden leisure after the performance, but his brain, which had been filled with practice, interviews, commercials, and all kinds of troubles before, suddenly relaxed, making him feel a little light-headed.

But now?

What a ghost! !

Need to make up homework.

Zhuang wanted to accept his fate, and unexpectedly got a little sense of urgency from the last day of winter and summer vacation.He gritted his teeth and sighed, dragged out the bench and sat next to Su Yuan, and began to write furiously.

After Su Yuan finished writing, he turned to look at him.

The boy's misty blue hair is fluffy and fluffy, and he always looks like a feline creature that is obedient and easy to masturbate. His usual vigorous vitality also makes him look like a little sun.

But once he got serious, his shining black eyes settled down, giving people an indescribably sharp and cold feeling.

—That's right.The appearance of the little tiger is as rare as that of cats belonging to the same family of cats, but it is really not to be provoked.

Su Yuan felt a little emotional, and then moved his gaze to his notebook.

Zhuang Xiang's handwriting is beautiful, with a sharp edge, like a black flexible blade moving across the paper.

But when Su Yuan took a closer look, Zhuang Xiang had a serious expression on his face, and was writing in this kind of bold-looking font:

On x month x, snow:

Eat, practice, the snow is really heavy today.

On the xx day of x month, Xiaoxue:

Eat, practice, the snow is really small today.

Su Yuan: "..."

To put it bluntly is to praise him.

This degree of carelessness is really a taste of supplementary homework.

He just watched Zhuang Xiang make love all the way to today.

Zhuang Xiang wrote: The performance is over, I won the first place, very happy.

After finishing writing, he stood up the notebook and looked at it again and again, feeling that it seemed too perfunctory to write only one sentence on such a big day.After a long while, I added two sentences: Classmate Xiao Song went to dye her green hair.Ah, so stunning, such a beautiful hair color!

... It's like elementary school students writing essays.

Su Yuan couldn't help laughing out loud.

Zhuang wanted to know what he was laughing at, but he didn't bother, anyway, he had already finished writing—v—

Su Yuan said: "What if I am beaten back and rewritten?"

Zhuang wanted to swear: "How is it possible!"

Which teacher will read the students' winter and summer homework?

Zhuang wanted to finish the diary faster than he expected.

The sun has just set, and Song Yichen, who dyed his hair, has not come back yet.Zhuang wanted to wander around in the dormitory, in a daze, feeling really boring when he didn't practice, didn't have a mobile phone, and didn't announce the time.

do not adapt.

When he turned his gaze, Qi Beizhen was still waiting on the balcony.

The other party's short hair stubble had grown a little, but it still looked strange.At this time, he was hugging his own bass and humming a song. The deep bass sound perfectly matched his slightly lower voice.

Zhuang Xiang sighed with emotion in a low voice: "It's almost like a bass becoming a master."

Su Yuan has already started the routine reading of literary youth, but he still responded: "Sounds reasonable."

Qi Beizhen likes to play bass very much.

Zhuang Xiang didn't know this instrument very well. What he knew about it was that the bass and the guitar looked a bit similar, but the pitch was lower and it could both suppress and explode the field. The flexibility was relatively high, but it stopped there.

The sound of Qi Beizhen's piano floated in from the balcony, the rhythm was very lazy, with his own sense of aimlessness.

Zhuang wanted to hear that he had been playing the same piece of music intermittently since he entered the base, so he couldn't help being a little curious: "What song is this?"

Qi Beizhen on the balcony heard it and replied: "I haven't finished writing yet."

Su Yuan was a little surprised: "I composed the music myself."

This is amazing.

Zhuang Xiang also nodded.

He doesn't know bass, but he knows how to dance.In the street dance circle, in addition to those who can play with skills, those who are good at choreography are also very respected, because this is not a talent that everyone has.

Qi Beizhen pressed his fingertips, and a sound popped out lightly, letting the sound answer for him.

Zhuang Xiang thinks that Qi Beizhen is a very low-key person, but he is low-key and ambitious at the same time.

At present, his ranking has been maintained at a dozen or so, hovering in the third or fifth place after his debut.Despite this, Zhuang Xiang still thinks that he has the strength to reach the upper circle, but he has not revealed his intentions for the time being.

As for why, Zhuang Xiang felt that he, a player who had participated in the draft once, must have his own reasons.

The leisurely time was broken by the loud "dong dong dong" knock on the door, and Zhuang knew without thinking that it was Song Yichen who had returned.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Song Yichen sneaking around and wearing a black hat.Zhuang Xiang tilted his head, blinked and asked, "Where's your hair?"

Song Yichen covered his hat: "Don't dare to show it qwq"

Zhuang wanted to laugh out loud.

Song Yichen wronged Bala: "You are so bad, you actually laughed at me."

As he spoke, he hid in the door and took off his hat.

For a moment, Su Yuan: "..."

As soon as Qi Beizhen's piano sound stopped, he also turned his head: "..."

Zhuang Xiang thought about it: "Maybe there is a song that suits your hair very well."

Song Yichen was curious: "What?"

Zhuang Xiang said sincerely: "Green Light."

Su Yuan laughed lightly from the side.Song Yishen sighed, patted his chest and comforted himself: "It's okay, the stylist sister said that the color looks good after it fades."

Zhuang wanted to stroke his hair comfortingly.

Song Yichen threw away his hat casually, walked to the balcony and turned on the balcony light, turned his head and said, "Old Qi is playing bass again!"

Qi Beizhen responded, looked up and saw Zhuang Xiang staring at him, and asked, "Do you want to try?"

Song Yichen rubbed his hands eagerly and said, "Is it okay?"

Looking at Beizhen's usual appearance as a baby, he is really a little bit hesitant.

"I didn't mention you." Qi Beizhen glanced at him.

Song Yichen was shocked and refused to let go: "Brother, look at him, treat him differently!!"

Qi Beizhen lowered his head: "I don't talk to Lumao."

Song Yishen: "...Good guy, discrimination based on hair color is an added crime."

It elicited a nonchalant laugh from Qi Beizhen.

He plucked the piano casually, looked up to see that Zhuang Xiang didn't intend to try, and said, "Would you like to listen to it?"

Zhuang thought: "Can I?" After all, it is still an unreleased song, so it would be a bit rash to sing it to them so carelessly.

However, Qi Beizhen said: "Yes."

Now Song Yichen became more active, and Su Yuan was also a little curious.

Qi Beizhen lowered his eyes, pressed his fingers on the strings of the qin, and the deep sound of the qin under his hand flowed like a stream of water.

A kind of... a wonderful sense of hearing.

Different from the tune that jumped out from the fingertips when I was lazy looking for inspiration just now, this time it is a serious tune.

With the cold wind coming in from the window, Zhuang Xiang felt as if a piano string had been plucked vigorously in his mind.Water ripples spread out in circles in the air, and the sparkling moonlight merged and swayed away, creating a fine twinkling river of stars.

Qi Beizhen seemed to be playing a piece of heavenly music, or a dream on earth.Zhuang Xiang found it incredible that an unreal sense of illusion was captured by him and written into the song.

Su Yuan tapped his fingertips to follow the beat, obviously as a gesture of appreciation.

And Song Yichen also exclaimed from the side: "I'll go, hide blue, Lao Qi!!"

Qi Beizhen clicked his tongue, and seemed a little dissatisfied with being interrupted.

It was rare for him to show his personal emotions so clearly, so Song Yichen shut up nonchalantly, and swallowed all his rainbow farts.

At this time, Zhuang Xiang suddenly remembered some rumors in the base.

For example, Qi Beizhen is the bass player of a certain band. Because the band disbanded and had nothing to eat, he came to the audition to earn announcement fees.

And Qi Beizhen's life is indeed very simple, three points and one line are unpretentious, the most common thing to do is to stay in the practice room, or just touch his piano and play two notes.

After thinking about it, Zhuang felt that the rumored "no food" was really unlikely.

This kind of technology and strength can't afford it, it's a bit too unreasonable-the audience is not deaf.

In the early morning of the next day, after the contestants handed in their diaries, their mobile phones were also handed out by the election supervisor.

The first message that popped up after Zhuang wanted to turn on the phone was still familiar to him.

[Lao Mazi: Link → [Be careful when you have these five symptoms, it may be a sign of old cold legs! ]]

[Lao Mazi: Link → [Still eating chicken wishbone?Be alert, this substance may cause cancer]]

And so on.

Zhuang wanted to say: "..."

Let him be free! !

Zhuang Xiang decisively ignored Xiang Ran and continued to browse the WeChat page, when suddenly a message from a friend from last night came into his vision.

[!I just finished watching the trailer for the variety show, brother give me a spoiler! !Is the devil Hao Nan?]

Zhuang Xiang was still a little confused.The first reaction is that they have Hao Nan in the 202 draft?It was only later that I slowly recalled that this should be about the show I participated in before - the second season of "The Big Haunted House".

Zhuang Xiang still remembers the unfortunate Hao Nan.

But it feels like not much time has passed since the recording, and it's actually being broadcast.

Zhuang Xiang opened Weibo and searched, and found that this variety show happened to be broadcast last night.

Song Yishen obviously also noticed it, and he was enthusiastically calling Qi Beizhen and Su Yuan to come and watch their first variety show. He put his mobile phone in the middle of the table, and the three of them sat side by side like elementary school students.Su Yuan also greeted Zhuang Xiang: "Your brother isn't coming?"

Zhuang Xiang silently covered his face: "..."

He now knows how Xiang Ran was feeling when he pestered him to watch "The Art of Gentlemen".

Well... so embarrassing.

He didn't want to get up, but Song Yichen was dragged up by him, muttering something: "This is a milestone in his career!"

Zhuang wanted to be pressed on the chair by him, and just about to close his eyes, his eyelids were stretched open by Song Yichen. He emphasized: "Milestones!!"

Zhuang Xiang couldn't bear it anymore and gave him a crutch: "Let's talk again?"

Song Yichen clutched his stomach: qwq

At this time, the variety show on the phone had already started, and Zhuang Xiang's attention was subconsciously attracted.

Song Yishen opened the barrage, and it could be clearly seen that the audience in the barrage was excitedly betting on who would be the most frightened one.

[Blind Guess Zhuang thought, I watched his interview with my sister before, he is afraid of ghosts! 】

[Afraid that ghosts will come again, xs, then don’t blame me for laughing loudly hahaha]

【Xiao Xu?He looks timid]

[Wuwu is here for my younger brother, I heard that this variety show is very scary, will everyone give me a high-energy warning qwq]

[Fans suggest don’t watch it, otherwise it will be annoying to watch your brother get frightened out of his shit and come to tear up the program group [grin]]

At the beginning of the title, Zhuang Xiang and Song Yishen's waiting room is a moment of shock.

The head fell from the sky and smashed Zhuang Xiang's arms.In order to ensure the audience's viewing experience, the camera did not give close-ups.However, the workmanship of this ghost head is very fine, and the level of horror seen from a distance is no small matter.

Paired with a clear roar, it only makes one's scalp tingle.

Song Yichen's scalp was still numb when he saw this scene again, and he subconsciously leaned back.

Barrage also:

[Ah, ah, ah, I'm so scared! ! 】

[Poor little brother, he must be frightened, woo woo, my sister feels distressed]

【hateful! !Xiu 2 has no heart, why did he let his younger brother go to a haunted house even though he knew he was afraid of ghosts! ! qwq]

Afterwards, Song Yichen was so frightened that he was so frightened that his soul flew away.But Zhuang Xiang, who was hit head-on by the head, tilted his head, held the overly realistic, trembling and roaring head straight, and squeezed his chin.

Originally, this was a perfectly normal picture.

Zhuang Xiang even remembered that he wanted to pull up the ghost's jaw and close it for him.

but! !

Unfortunately, the program team fitted it with a pink filter, and even painted a shy red face on the bleeding ghost head.

So the screen changed to-

Zhuang Xiang: Hold your chin in the overbearing style.

Ghost head: (///▽///)

Zhuang wants to express this:? !

Pupil Earthquake.jpg

Song Yishen was stunned for two seconds, trying to hold back his laughter.

But when Zhuang Xiang's stiff eyes shifted over, he still couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "I'm sorry hahahaha, I didn't mean it! Didn't the director say he was going to do a horror variety show? How did you cut it like this!! Help you condemn he!"

Zhuang thought: The fist is in.

Even viewers are misled by the filters.

[Pinch, pinch your chin? ? 】

[Ah, this, this, the real version of the human and ghost love is gone? 】

【Woman, you are playing with fire!Overlord x Little White Ghost, stay tuned for more exciting chapters: "Overlord 99 Nights: Overlord's Headless Bride", doge]

[Good guy, brother, I really didn't expect this]

[No, wait a minute, brother, why is this different from what I thought? ?How about a horror escape? 】

[Aw, oh, brother, what are you doing!He is just a prop head, why are you molesting him! ! 】

Seeing these barrages, Zhuang thought:? ? ?

Surrounding Su Yuan and Qi Beizhen cast faint gazes from left to right.

Zhuang wanted to explain palely: "I don't, I'm not."

He just thinks this head is noisy!Want to shut his mouth! !real!

Su Yuan: "Okay."

Qi Beizhen: "I see."

Zhuang Xiang: ... No, you don't know qwq

The Spicy Chicken Haunted House program group made me criticize!

Compared with Zhuang Xiang, who has pink bubbles in the picture, when the camera turns to Song Yishen, it is much more real.

Especially when Zhuang wanted to scare him with his ghostly head.

【This is me! ! 】

[Good guy, the people in the entertainment industry really can’t be real, let’s take a look at doge, the smiles that are afraid of ghosts scare people, and the screams that are not afraid of ghosts, what kind of magical reality is this]

[Pfft, listen to what my brother said! !Isn't this a ghost?Good guy, don’t zombies have ghost power?]

The cheerful atmosphere was maintained until Hao Nan appeared on the stage.

Everyone still has an impression of this actor who has recently returned to the public eye. The labels are roughly: ancient costume, not popular, and so-so.

But after 1 minute passed, his label in people's hearts was suddenly replaced by: snobbish, ostentatious, and double-faced.

The main reason is that after Huang Huang, the second generation star, came on stage and expressed his love for Zhuang Xiang, his attitude towards Zhuang Xiang also changed drastically.

Barrage;

[Holy shit, Hao Nan is so annoying, oh my brother can hold back! !I already want to cover my ears]

[It is estimated that immunity is usually read out by a certain old lady, right? 】

[? !I never expected that I would be caught off guard by a small candy here hhh]

Qi Beizhen also said concisely: "He is so annoying."

It feels like someone who can give a backstab every now and then.

Su Yuan was also curious: "The show crew actually cut this out? Aren't you afraid of being scolded by Hao Nan's fans..."

Zhuang Xiang propped his chin: "Who knows?"

But haunted house directors and screenwriters were originally powerful people.Otherwise, I wouldn't have tossed so many traffic idols like that before. After the overwhelming scolding and reports from fans, this show could continue to be broadcast.

After all the guests arrived, the night vision camera followed the guests into the depths of the castle.

There is a feeling of live horror.

The set of the program group is very detailed, the flashlights in the hands of the guests flickered from time to time, and the audience gradually began to enter the state.

Then the camera cuts to Zhuang Xiang, Song Yishen and Hao Nan's team.

They are going to open the door and open the cabinet door to find the key.

Song Yishen was afraid, and Hao Nan began to bbw his materialist arguments righteously - but before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang from the cabinet.The materialist Hao Nan jumped away idealistically in an instant, and the program crew even thoughtfully silenced what he said.

[Materialism, um, ok, hahaha]

[Hahahahaha finally saw what I wanted to see! ! 】

[Thank you for being so excited! !I'd rather shut up now]

[How to go to start sand sculpture haha]

Only later did the audience realize that this was just the beginning.

Hao Nan tried his best to open the door of the cupboard with his seniors, and the female mummy fell from the sky with staring eyes, and Zou Nan's pupil earthquake almost kicked her away.

However, at this time Zhuang thought: "If you damage the props, you will lose money."

Hao Nan immediately hugged her feet and pulled her back with lightning speed.

——and then he was so smoked that he retched.

The barrage was full of hahaha.

That's not all.The female ghost scored twice in a sit-up, and opened her mouth to attack him with a bad breath magic attack.

Hao Nan was dizzy, and finally couldn't hold it anymore: "Ugh—"

The program team kindly coded him again.

【It's so miserable hahahahaha】

[Female ghost: What kind of hatred, what kind of resentment, I'm just a robot!Why do you want to spit all over me, angry]

[Good guy, the horror escape variety show that was promised has suddenly been turned into a sand sculpture variety show! ! 】

[The director who vowed to put on a thriller variety show before and didn't change the route, I'm afraid tears flowed down the Pacific Ocean hahaha]

[Brother & Xiao Song: There is no place where the two of us can't fly! ! 】

[Laughing to death hahahahaha Brother: You are really dedicated, isn't this really a mockery? ? 】

All in all, although the unexpectedly full-screen laughter of this episode violated the usual recording method, it unexpectedly won the love of many viewers.

Later, Zhuang wanted to climb to the top of the cabinet to find the mask. The light of the flashlight swept over, and he met the big eyes of Kazilan, who was bloodshot in the ghost mask.

——This was originally just an ordinary scene.

but!

The program team chose to add slow motion to this confrontation, and even added a pink filter and bgm of Xiaotian Song, trying to create an atmosphere of love at first sight like an idol drama.

then……

Zhuang Xiang: Passionately.jpg

Ghost head: (///▽///)

Zhuang Xiang once again faced two faint gazes: "..."

No, how could this be the case.