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During filming, the rain on Long Island began to patter again.The staff frantically moved various equipment to prevent them from being drenched by rain.The heavy rain came so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard.Mi Le had been sitting in the makeshift shed to rest before it rained. He leaned on the folding chair in a daze and almost fell asleep.Then he woke up in a trance while the staff cursed the heavy rain.

"Those idiots at the weather station are taking taxpayer money for nothing."

"That one over there, what are you looking at, hurry up and help!"

"Oh, God, the shoes I just bought last week are just reimbursed in the mud!"

The sound of crackling rain mixed with human voices came to Mi Le's ears one after another, miraculously alleviating a little headache.

Keanu didn't seem to order the troops to return to court because of the sudden heavy rain.They don't really have much time to waste.Even a very short clip requires more effort and time than shooting a still photo.The professionalism of the models is sometimes beyond the imagination of others.And it was just a little rain.According to Mi Le, some people even had better inspiration because of this rain.Of course this does not include him, he has already finished filming, otherwise he would not have time to come here to be lazy.

"What do you think of Poison Dukes?"

Mi Le slowly opened his eyes, and he saw that Amber was wearing a funny full-body black bear suit.The weight of his heavy clothes made him look awkward.Only one face was exposed from all over his body, and the black-framed glasses hung on the bridge of his nose like a big black eye.

"Amber." Mi Le breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly closed his eyes and continued to doze off.

"You know the Duke of Poison is a ruthless genius, and he's also a madman. He poisons anyone who opposes him without anyone knowing it, and no one can bring him against him. He married his beloved sister to the Duke of France , but in the end he regretted poisoning his poor brother-in-law to death. He is a disgraceful bastard, a heretic, and in the end he controls the entire Valentino. What a genius!" Amber waved his fat bear paws, his body seemed to be on his clothes Twist inside, but the bear only trembled.

"Ambow..." Mi Le sighed helplessly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Yeah, something, but not big enough to get your attention. You look like you've been poisoned by the Duke of Poison, and I happen to adore him."

Poisoned...sounds pretty good...

The corners of Mi Le's eyes twitched, he couldn't keep up with Amber's brain circuit.This guy is not only withdrawn, but also a freak.

"Okay, Amber. How can I cooperate with you?"

"NONO, you don't need to cooperate with me." Amber smiled slightly, and then suddenly seemed to think of something: "Ah, actually, I came here to tell you that Keanu will inform everyone to return to the castle in advance, and the rain on Long Island seems to be going for a long time .”

Mi Le rubbed his face, and he tilted his head to look into Ambow's eyes, which were a pair of light golden pupils.There, he seemed to see the spiers of castles in Italy, and the Duke of Poison, who overcame all obstacles and climbed to the peak of power in the Middle Ages, standing behind the emperor with red lips, pale face, and eternal youth.People's faces changed when they heard of him, but they were willing to bow down to his charm.He is a legend, and his tyranny is still praised.Historians have given him the title of 'Duke of Poison' and also the title of 'The Devil'.

"Amber, you should take off your clothes. Otherwise, you won't be able to enter the car door even if you're lying sideways."

Ambow looked down at his stomach, belatedly let out a strange cry, and then screamed to ask the surrounding staff to help him take it off, he was about to become a bear.

Shaking his head, Mi Le got up and walked towards the bus.Yes, Mi Le knew this Poison Duke, the youngest cardinal in history.His Spanish name sounds majestic.

Cesar Polkin

Part of Mi Le's emotions were inclined to believe that this was just a damn coincidence, while the other part told him that this was a kind reminder from Ambow.He couldn't help turning his head to look at Cesar, who was talking happily with the filming director. He was very handsome, yes, a man from Brazil.Has nothing in common with that Renaissance Poison Duke.

It was still raining on the day I watched the film. In fact, Long Island has never been sunny during this period of time.The whole air is suffocatingly humid.For the past two days, Mi Le tried to find some means to find the cause of his discomfort, but the family doctor in the castle believed that he was just too stressed to cause all this.In the end, Mi Le was told that he had nothing wrong with him and just needed a damn stress-relieving massage and psychological hints.

Everyone looked at him with a kind of gloating sympathy.This made Mi Le very aggrieved while having a headache.He had no idea where the "poison" came from.

"Anxiety, nervousness, pain, poor sleep quality, wow, it all seemed so perfect."

On the bus, Mi Le sat alone in the corner of the car.He was happy and quiet, no one disturbed him.But recently Amber seems to like chatting with him very much.Especially about his idol.

"Amber, forgive me for not wanting to talk now, okay?"

"Okay, then do you want to play my mobile game? Although the last one was thrown into the fountain by Cesar."

"Cesar? Well, he can be unreliable sometimes."

Ambow pouted and flicked the phone in dissatisfaction: "Actually, I don't like this, but for your sake, I'll forgive Cesar this time."

"Please, it has nothing to do with me, I promise you." Mi Le raised his hand in surrender.

"You have to be careful with Cesar, I mean, he looks very displeased with you, if you get too close, maybe you will be the next Siddor."

"I know he doesn't like me, I know." Mi Le glanced at Cesar from a distance, his voice was very calm.

Amber raised his eyebrows, Cesar hates you more than you imagined, Mi Le: "In short, that's it. We all hope that this competition can be successfully completed, don't we?"

"What do you mean?"

Amber suddenly provoked a mysterious smile.

"Duke Poison always likes to kill in the dark, because the dark is his best friend, protecting him, and also covering these dark things. We are going to the cinema now, isn't he? Although he is tiny, he is still a Perfect venue for doing bad things."

Amber kept this smile until everyone entered the cinema.That's right, the place where they watched the film was a small screening hall.It's not much different from any movie theater, dense action, large screen, and shaded sunlight.

Amber has always been so talkative, he is like a magic stick.But Mi Le couldn't ignore what he said.

He randomly found an inconspicuous position on the seat, which he did out of habit.A staff member was distributing coffee, and Mi Le heard many people scoffing at this instant coffee.

After taking a sip, Mi Le didn't move again, and the moving heads in front of her gradually stopped.A short video of the models began to play on the screen.Keanu was talking to the people around him, and Mi Le couldn't see who it was, but it didn't look like Ganny or Bucky from his intuition.

Amber was the first to come out.It seems that the order of each selection is not the same.

Umber is a bear, literally playing a bear.He was sitting on the broken roller coaster track, and his whole body felt a precarious sense of crisis in the wind.He was looking into the distance, and the other end of the horizon was a place of singing and dancing.He forgot about it, but he was reluctant to part with this playground.He slowly climbed down the roller coaster track, trembling, bit by bit.When he got down, sweat had soaked his entire face.

Amber's face is small, with evenly distributed features.Against the huge body, his face is like a mask hanging on a huge black, always with the same smile, never changing.

He was born with this playground, he is a happy bear, he just needs to remember that what he brings to the children is happiness, so he is always smiling.He smiled when the playground was bustling, smiled when the playground gradually became deserted, and did not forget his smile when all the lights in the playground were turned off.As long as you hear the cheers of the children, the happy bear will not disappear.However, the playground no longer exists, and the children have grown up and don't like these childish toys.Happy Bear didn't know who to smile for.But he still works so hard and refuses to leave this forgotten playground.He misses the laughter and laughter here, the home of the Happy Bears.

Day after day, year after year.Little by little, Happy Bear could no longer be happy, and he was very sad.But there was nothing he could do.

In the end, the happy bear who took off the bear's coat buried the bear's coat in the playground, and stood in front of the playground and cried childishly.He finally gave up and admitted that those ridiculous attachments were fruitless.

He was crying, walking farther and farther into the depths of the camera, and disappeared into the vast darkness.

Mi Le took a deep breath, he didn't pay attention to other people's discussion, he found that the headache was getting worse, he had to use great effort to restrain himself from moaning.

The next one was Siddor's film.

At the same time as the face of a young gentleman with light blond hair appeared on the big screen, the laughter and voices of the playground not far from the background also came faintly.But it was like a mantra accidentally leaked from another world.He sounded so remote, so fragile, and then a bomb exploded here.The screen switched, and then Sidor woke up like a nightmare on the bed with his upper body naked.His blond hair was clung to his cheeks, and even under the expression of extreme panic, the whole face was very poignant and beautiful.Siddor's face is not square like that of ordinary Western Europeans. His face is oval at the top and pointed at the bottom, and his facial features are particularly exquisite.

He lifted the sheet and got up, revealing his lean and beautiful chest and abdominal muscles.Such muscles are perfect for some women, because they don't like the kind of muscular men whose muscles are too bulging and whose chest is comparable to DCUP, and they don't like the ribs who can only see the bones when they take off their clothes.Sidor's revealing like this should cater to some people's appetite.

It's also perfect when he's dressed quickly in front of the camera and instantly transforms from a panicked man waking up from a nightmare to a gentleman in a suit.He glanced at the framed photo on the bedside table. The photo looked very old. It showed two little boys in clothes that looked like they were in the 90s.They hugged each other with big smiles, with a roller coaster flying across the sky in the background.

Siddor sighed and covered the picture frame.He ordered the butler to prepare the car, and the shiny black extended car drove to the suburbs of Long Island under Siddall's worried eyes.The destination is an amusement park that has been deserted for a long time.The weeds there even covered Siddall's knees.

The camera gave a big close-up of Siddor's eyes at this time.A thin layer of gold powder was splashed by the fine sunlight, and he spread in front of Sidore's blue eyes, shining brightly like a jewel.Then a group of birds were startled flying from the weeds, and they scattered in groups screaming.Amidst the sound, the camera gets closer and closer to Siddor's eyes, and then we see in these charming eyes a brightly lit, huge playground like an empire.

The picture began to become old, with the unique sense of obscurity of that era.

The camera exits a close-up of Siddall's eyes, and we see Zhengtai, who has these eyes, happily dragging his friends into the playground.Like a ghost, Siddor followed the two young ladies nostalgicly and sadly, watching them rush into the crowd and then disappear.

At that time, the sky was sea blue, and the playground at that time was happy pink and orange.Now, the sky is blue-gray, and the playground is just black.

The sound of glass breaking came, and Sidor walked out of that environment in a trance. He slowly stepped into the weeds, and his calf swept the grass to make a rustling sound.He walked deeper and deeper, tremblingly stroking the broken walls of the roller coaster.His knuckles are well defined and slender, without any thick and uneven knuckles caused by too much work.

He seemed to remember something, staring blankly at the sky.The camera lifts up with his perspective.The iron-gray dark clouds gradually moved away from the sun, and traces of brilliance overflowed.

【hello mark】

Sidor's faint voice was transmitted through the screen, and when the camera flew into the endless clouds, it drifted away.

Mi Le couldn't help applauding a little after watching it.Compared with Amber, Siddor is obviously better.Amber is good, but he is more like telling a story, a philosophical fairy tale.Rather than shooting a fashion blockbuster.Most of the time, he wraps his plump and beautiful body in that bulky clothes. Even though this is an indispensable part of his story, it is obviously a bit deviated from the meaning of fashion.

As for Siddor, he is also playing the emotional card.Gone friendships and childhoods never to return.Of course, he showed off his figure very well, and his eyes are enough to fascinate all women.Mi Le can imagine how many opticians will scramble for him to endorse products after this.

Siddor was playing tricks, but it was clearly a masterful one.At least the organizing committee won't come to him and ask him where he found the young lady in the movie who is [-]% similar to him, with a pair of eyes that couldn't be more similar.

Mi Le groped aside with her fingers, pinched the ear of the coffee cup and brought it to her lips to take a sip.It didn't feel right, and the coffee brewing staff clearly took Keanu's taste for everyone's taste.So bitter, no milk, no sugar, it's awful.

Putting the coffee away, Miro yawned.He blinked, and continued to watch the next show a little tiredly.

When the screen went completely black, and then the sound of slow and crisp footsteps came from the speaker, Mi Le knew that he would be next.

The sound of footsteps lasted for five seconds, and the dark screen suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire small projection room in an instant.The picture shows a completely white room with nothing in it.Cotton-like clouds drift slowly through the cube-shaped sky, washed in water.The ground is covered with soft white sand.From a distance, a black shadow gradually came into view.A closer look revealed that he looked like a grotesque lunatic.Cut his body into two completely different dimensions, like a creature spliced ​​by a mad scientist.

He is wearing a black top hat, the left half is simple and elegant, and the right half is piled with countless beautiful flowers, almost overflowing the brim of the hat.His face is very beautiful, with clean and sharp lines, young and tight skin, straight and warm eyebrows, full and moist lip line, and a sharp chin.And this beauty only exists on the left half of his face.Just like the Berlin Wall of East and West Germany, a dividing line was severely drawn on his face.Adjacent to it is perverted red eye makeup. The thick red is like a brush starting from the beginning of his upper eyelid and lower eyelid, slowly swipe across, and then gather at the temples.Looking down is Violet's purple-black lip gloss, which stretches from the middle lip to the ear, like a big cut on the cheek, or like a huge smile, grinning to the ear.The background color of the entire right half of the face is pale white, like whitewash on the wall.

He was wearing a slim-fitting suit with a waist and legs, half black and half white, his slender waist and long legs were unobstructed, and he was leaning on a dark gold cane with intricate patterns in his right hand.

He slowly approached the room, and his footprints were printed on the fine white sand.He suddenly threw away his crutches, squatted down, and stretched out his light white hands with Cambra's pigeon's blood jewel ring on his left index finger.The fine white sand slipped down from his fingertips.

There was no expression on his face, but he seemed to be smiling strangely.

He began to build a playground on top of the pair of white sands with his bare hands.

These are a pair of god-given hands, he gives life to the dead, he creates whatever he wants at will.He thought about the clay figurines under his hands, and they jumped up and down.He thought that the playground was full of flowers, and the laughter here never stopped.

Quietly blooming in the large playground on the outskirts of Long Island, he came so inexplicably, as if God moved here from another place.

He propped his head up to look at the lively playground.He can feel the happiness of those people, but no one will try to save him who is lonely.He can only be excluded from joy forever, living in this prison, with only a pair of hands comparable to God.He's bored, he's pissed off, and the playground doesn't have any value anymore.He grabbed a handful of sand and sprinkled it heavily on the pile of buildings, and the playground was like a disaster.

He was an awkward child, twisting, enjoying the thrill of destruction.

Satisfied, he stood up and picked up his cane again.When walking out of the room, a strong cold wind blows over.His back looks so desolate and empty in the wind.He straightened his back stubbornly.The camera slides along his neck all the way down his waist and legs, like a lover's touch.

"Papa" a few flowers that fell from his hat hit the camera, and from the remaining gap, he could see the left half of his face slanted sideways, smiling contemptuously at the crowd.

Mi Le panted nervously, even if it was himself on the screen, oh no, it was because it was his film, he was especially nervous.He suddenly felt that he was really going to go all the way down the road of acting as a lunatic.And now he is indeed like the self in the camera, his mind is black and white for a while.This "poison" was about to damage his brain nerves.Looking at his smile on the last screen, he had the illusion that he was actually laughing at himself.

He noticed that the people in front of them were discussing something softly with their heads tilted, but unfortunately he couldn't hear anything.

He only felt a few flowers slapped directly in his nerve center under the action of the strong wind, and the pain began to be transmitted in succession due to the action of the medium.This time the pain was worse than ever.He pressed his temples and raised his head, breathing carefully.

"Mr. Miller, Dr. Sariel wants you to get on the bus immediately for his treatment. He is sorry for not diagnosing your illness in time, so he hastened to help you. You look very bad, my sir." There was a gentle female voice whispering in his ear.

Mi Le had a headache and couldn't think, but he heard the name of Dr. Sariel, who was the castle's family doctor.

"But……"

"We have notified Teacher Keanu Koch in advance, and he also thinks that you should follow the doctor's arrangement most now."

"...Okay, I understand." Mi Le swallowed, he shook his head violently trying to wake himself up, and then smiled wryly: "I think, I should ask you to help me."

"Happy to oblige." The lady smiled cheerfully.

Mi Le was helped out of the screening room, and the faint scent of perfume wafted from the lady's body.He felt comfortable and at the same time he felt sleepy like a tsunami.He was like a small wreck, struggling in the violent wind and rain, and then suddenly calmed down.He tossed sleepily on the sea water, the sun was very warm, and there was a refreshing fragrance in his nose.He's tired and he needs to rest.The head gave the order like this.Slowly, slowly, he fell asleep in that piece of peace and tranquility.

Mi Le felt that she slept very long and comfortably.Before being "poisoned", he hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days.

It's just that the touch of this bed is a bit wrong, and there is also the incense in the air.

The bed in the attic is definitely not as soft as it is here, and Adrian is hostile to any incense, all of which are definitely not in the attic air.

Mi Le opened his eyes suddenly, everything he saw made him feel like he was dreaming.

A room as wide as a basketball court, full of British decorations, a huge pendulum clock and fireplace, and gold and gem embellishments everywhere.Mi Le wasn't sure if he was dreaming of the British royal family.

"Ang, hey, is anyone there?" Mi Le lifted the quilt and stretched out of the bed with one foot.He frowned and looked at the court-style nightgown on himself, and then he was attracted by the dull sound of the door opening in the distance.

A man with brilliant blonde hair walked in in a long suit, followed by a waiter who lowered his head slightly.

Mi Le frowned even tighter, because he knew this man.

"Mr. Nicholas Fibonacci, I think you should give me an explanation. This, and this." Mi Le pointed to the room and then to himself.

The blond-haired man showed a calm smile.

"I'll explain everything to you, but first, I have to re-introduce myself, Arthur Fibros, welcome to my castle."

Mi Le opened her lips slightly in a daze, and countless shocks were suppressed in her throat.

God damn it, did he finally go to heaven after being poisoned?