Touch my tail

The black-haired Elf King fell asleep peacefully.

His long hair covered his brows and eyes, and his exposed pointed ears were flushed red from the cold.His head was turned sideways, his graceful neck struggled out of the collar, and was restrained by the black collar again.

Like a swan with a broken neck.

Fragile, yet dreamlike beauty.

This is completely different from when the Elf King first appeared here.

At that time, although he looked like he was not breathing, he looked more like a sleeping beauty.Serene and quiet.

The big anchor suppressed the fear in his heart, stood in front of the ice and watched for a long time, but still did not see the rise and fall of the Elven King's chest.He was dripping with cold sweat, and turned his head to look for the staff in a panic, but his eyes couldn't help but look for Tu Twelve.

The young magician who had just become famous stood not far away, and the dim lights of the square fell behind him, outlining his outline and stretching his shadow very long.His face was hidden in darkness.

From a distance of several meters, looking from the light to the dark, the big anchor could not see Tu Twelve's face.But his mind was full of the tearful eyes that Tu Shier saw during the day.

Did he find that his master wasn't breathing?Will he... cry?

The big anchor slammed the ice wall, and took out his mobile phone to directly contact the person who broadcast Cherry.

At this moment, the elf king who was frozen in the ice suddenly twitched.

He seemed to be finally unbearable, and his whole body became irritable.He was as tense as a jumping fish, and the iron chains of his limbs were stretched straight by his movements.The long hair covering his face was pulled away, and the Elf King raised his head, his eyes fixed on the ice wall above his head.

His chest heaved violently, and bulging veins could be seen on the back of his bare hands.For a moment, even through the heavy ice, the big anchor felt as if he heard the sound of steel cracking.

The ice cracks that had been knocked out at first were washed away by the melt water and were not very clear.But when he looked at the elf king in the ice, he suddenly felt that the next moment, this elf with black hair and black eyes could break through the ice.

But apparently, that was just some kind of frightened hallucination.

The person in the ice seemed to be tired from struggling, he closed his eyes, let out his energy and lay down.His long hair fell into the waterfall, and the neck ring made a deep mark on his neck.

The stretched iron chain was once again covered by heavy gauze.

"Are you okay?" He couldn't help asking.

The Elf King opened his eyes, glanced at him indifferently, and then casually looked away.

The big anchor breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly backed away: "Look, you, Mr. Shen, are doing really well."

Seeing that Shen Jiusi was fine, all the audience breathed a sigh of relief, and the painting style in the live broadcast immediately changed back.

【Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely】

[For a moment I hate that Shen Jiusi is not an actor]

[Is this beauty something I can see without spending money]

"It's not something you can watch without spending money." The big anchor said immediately, "Buy a ticket for me to fly to Huajing to watch the scene!"

[I am a student ticket to send me]

【...I'm really a student!The dormitory is about to close and I dare not come out T_T]

[What school closes after nine o'clock? 】

[Looking at Mr. Shen, is it enough to just glance at it?I can't, dear]

The live broadcast room was very lively with gags and jokes. After the Elf King in the ice struggled, he became quiet again.

As the night darkened, even the aunts of the square dancers went home with their stereos, and the Qiusi Square suddenly became quiet, except for the large and small tents in the square and the live broadcast truck sent by the Cherry official.

"Twelve, go back to the car and wait."

Brother Yang stood by Tu Shishier's side and persuaded him in a low voice.

"Will Teacher Shen sleep tonight?" Tu Twelve asked him softly.

"Twelve, let's go back to the car and ask if the people in his team are okay?" Brother Yang said, "Mr. Shen will be worried if you are here all the time."

Tu Twelve looked at Shen Jiusi quietly, and nodded after a while: "Okay."

The prop masters are in the same live broadcast car as Cherry's official live broadcast staff.Seeing Tu Shishier coming, he hurriedly greeted him: "Twelve go back to sleep, Teacher Shen will come out as soon as you wake up."

Tu Twelve pursed his lips: "How is he?"

"The monitoring situation is good." The prop master said, "Our system is currently running fairly stable. We will increase the oxygen supply in the middle of the night. According to the plan, the boss will also take a nap for a while. Don't worry, this system We tested it hundreds of times over a period of several months, and it’s ok.”

"Yeah." Tu Twelve nodded and said after a while, "I'm here and you are under a lot of pressure, so go back first."

He was willing to go home, Yang Ge immediately relaxed and smiled: "Yes, yes. I will take you back. When you wake up, Teacher Shen will go home."

"You don't need to send it." Tu Twelve shook his head, "It's only a few minutes away. I can go back by myself."

A group of people watched his figure leave the square and headed for home.

Tu Twelve left, Shen Jiusi was in a stable condition, and the people in the live broadcast car stood up and said, "It's getting late, everyone who should rest should take a rest. Do you want coffee if you want to stay up late?"

"Have an Americano."

"I want a mocha."

"I want Mocha too. Does Brother Le want El Salvador?"

The prop master yawned: "I don't drink Salvador in the middle of the night, help me order a latte."

After they ordered coffee in a hurry, someone suddenly said, "What kind of animal is that? I'm going to find Brother Shen."

The prop master turned around and saw a small snow-white...dog appearing on the monitor?The dog was not afraid of the water or the cold, so he ran directly in front of their big ice cube and nestled down.

"What's the matter?"

"It's too hot and all the dogs come to enjoy the cool?"

"No, that dog is a Samoyed, right? It always looks familiar."

"Samoyeds all look alike, so you know something familiar."

"No, it looks familiar." The prop master smacked his lips, "Take a close-up look."

When the camera zooms in, the things on the puppy's neck become clear.That thing looks like a collar, it is buried in pure white fluff, and there is no discernible feature.But when the puppy lay down, it revealed a corner of the bell on the collar.

The little bell was very simple, as if it was made of bronze.

"Isn't this the little Satsuma raised by Twelve!" The prop master was very impressed. This little Satsuma was the most vicious little Satsuma he had ever seen, and he was about to bite even before touching it.

He looked at the monitor and said, "Why is this dog still so small and disabled after several months?"

Brother Yang raised his eyebrows: "Our twelfth is still raising a dog at Teacher Shen's house? Then I'll go and bring the dog back."

"Be careful, that dog is very fierce." The prop master said immediately.

"...Forget it then." Brother Yang measured his fighting strength, "I'll keep an eye on it, and let Twelve take the dog away by himself."

Fortunately, in the middle of the night, there were no crowds in the square.I am not afraid that the dog will suddenly violently attack anyone.

The puppy lay obediently on the edge of the ice, motionless.

Shen Jiusi looked at the little vixen quietly through the ice layer.He wanted to call Twelve to go home, but he couldn't call Twelve like that because he had a monitoring device hidden in his clothes.

He tapped the ice lightly, and the little vixen raised his head from outside the ice, looked straight at him, and tilted his head blankly.

"Go home." Shen Jiusi said softly.

The little vixen blinked and lay down again.

The night was dark, and soon there was no movement except the live broadcast car.

In the dark of night, the little vixen shook his fur that was wet by the ice, and stood up against the ice again, wanting to see Shen Jiusi.

Shen Jiusi seemed to have fallen asleep in the ice.He expended a lot of physical strength and energy during the day, persisted until late at night, and was already very tired.

His breathing became even without realizing it, and his limbs relaxed.His long black hair was placed behind his back, shielding him from the chill of the ice.

The little vixen stuck to the ice, watched him quietly for a long time, then put down his paws and lay down again.

There is no chill outside in the summer night. After falling asleep in a daze and then waking up, there are already orange traces in the sky.

Soon, the golden sun will jump out of the horizon, dyeing the whole world in brilliant gold.The little vixen shook the wet hair on his body, looked at the crowd that was gradually increasing, and slipped back home.

He went home and took a battle bath, changed himself into another set of clothes, and took a rested posture before returning to the live broadcast car.

"Teacher Tu is here."

"Teacher Tu, sit wherever you want."

"It's almost six o'clock, when will Teacher Shen come out?" Tu Twelve asked impatiently.

"Wait a little longer." The prop master said, "wait for more people."

Tu Twelve fell silent.

It's not just him who cares about this issue, many viewers in the live broadcast room also care about it.

【It's six o'clock, so it's 24 hours】

[When will it come out?How come out?Why is there still no movement? 】

【Is Li Tao sleeping or what?Please come out quickly]

[I'm dying of anxiety, really.If he didn't move, I was afraid that he might be poisoned, so I wanted to call 120 for him]

"You guys are in such a hurry." The big anchor yawned, "Have you had breakfast, brothers? If you have nothing to eat, go eat, this matter can't be rushed."

[Don't dare to eat. 】

[Don't dare to eat +1]

【What if he suddenly disappears when I buy a meal】

【Is Shen Jiusi procrastinating? It's 06:30 and he still hasn't come out! 】

[Did he really oversleep, are there students from several nearby schools?Is there a speaker?Wake up some bedridden magician for us? 】

[Thank you for the invitation.The students of Beijing Normal University are already on their way to Qiusi Square.What's the point of watching this kind of magic through a screen? You have to see it with your own eyes. 】

[See with your own eyes +1.I haven't arrived yet, no one is allowed to wake him up! 】

[Is he really not poisoned?Move it please. 】

Seemingly feeling the anxiety in the live broadcast room, the Elf King who had been closing his eyes finally slowly opened them.He glanced blankly at the nearby audience.

Before seven o'clock, there were not a few students running to the square.Most of them had their breakfast in hand and were enjoying themselves around him.

Shen Jiusi tapped on the ice.

"Wait a few more minutes." The prop master's voice came from the invisible headset.

Suddenly, there was a slight roar of drones flying in the air, and an excited male voice said loudly: "He hasn't moved, let's scare him—"

Following the male voice, several drones flew over the ice, and a black cloth printed with skull patterns floated down, covering the ice wall directly.

"What's the matter with you?"

"What are you doing!"

A few students scolded angrily, and hurried forward to try to pull the black cloth away.As soon as he walked in front of the cloth, he saw that the shape of a palm was suddenly stretched out from the middle of the black cloth.

"Is he coming out!"

"Tear off the cloth quickly! See how he got out!"

As soon as the words fell, the student who was pulling the fabric suddenly heard a clicking sound, and immediately felt a pain in his body——

The huge ice wall exploded, and countless ice cubes hit the cloth, and then fell to the ground along the cloth.Enduring the pain, they hurriedly tore off the black cloth—only to see that a gap had already been blasted into the huge ice wall.Five chains fell into the ice, and there were broken clothes on the chains.

And the person who was bound by iron chains and blocked by ice has disappeared.

At seven o'clock, soft music sounded in Qiusi Square, and the fountain emerged from the ground with the music, dancing softly in the morning light.

The onlookers stood there dumbfounded.

"What about people?"

"How long did the cloth block it! There are locks and ice, why is there no one there all of a sudden!"

"It's said that magicians are forbidden to fool Muggles with magic!"

The broken ice fell to the ground, some were picked up by the students, and some slowly melted on the ground.

They looked around the ice wall that remained in place, and knocked on the ice, but they couldn't find any trace of Shen Jiusi.

The staff on the live broadcast van ran over with a small speaker, and said with a smile: "The magic is over, thank you for your support."

Several other staff members squatted down, pulled out the built-in wheels under the ice, and slowly pushed the ice out.

"Why did you take the ice away? Just let it melt here!"

"The management of the square only allows us to stay here for one day." The staff member said, "This must be disposed of, otherwise we will be fined."

They pushed the ice and went straight to the work area of ​​the square.

The students watched the ice cubes disappear in the work area, and sighed and scattered.

In the working area, Shen Jiusi sat up from the ice, and with the help of the staff, climbed out of the big ice block: "How is it?"

"The effect is very good. The topic on the Internet has exploded." The prop master gave him a thumbs up. "I guess you won't be able to relax in the next few months."

Everyone immediately cheered.

Months of hard work, months of pain, all paid off in this instant.

Shen Jiusi looked at everyone and laughed too.

Amidst the lively cheers, only the little vixen lowered his head and didn't look at anyone.

Shen Jiusi walked up to the little vixen, and stretched out her hand tentatively: "Hug?"

The little vixen looked up at him, and threw herself into his arms without hesitation.

Shen Jiusi patted Tu Twelve's back lightly: "Why are you unhappy?"

Little Twelve blinked slowly, and asked softly, "Mr. Shen, are you happy?"

Months of pain, months of struggle, just for the tens of seconds of performance.does it worth?

Shen Jiusi turned her head and rubbed the little vixen's ear with her cold cheek: "I'm very happy."

"Then I'm also very happy." The little vixen said slowly, "I'm happy for you, Teacher Shen."

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There is a problem with the network, and after a long time of tossing, I still have to rely on hot QAQ