When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Pei Zijing endured the surge of jealousy, and crunched the water bottle in his hand.

He stepped forward.

"Why is Teacher Shao Cheng here? Where is Nie Binbin? Isn't he with you?"

Qian Ling's eyes lit up when he saw him come back.

Shao Cheng said: "Nie Binbin has something to do, I can't come back for a while, can I follow you?"

Pei Zijing frowned.

Although he was a bit afraid of Shao Cheng's fame, he was not an orthodox entertainer in the entertainment circle after all, he was a pianist, so even if he offended Shao Cheng, it wouldn't be a big deal.

But Qianling is different.

He glanced nonchalantly at Qian Ling, who hadn't noticed any undercurrents at all. This pure newcomer actor didn't have the slightest sense of being watched.

Pei Zijing said: "I listen to Qianling."

Qian Ling was a little hesitant. As his senior, Shao Cheng had helped him just now, so he wasn't too much of a request for a colleague.

But the gist of this show is romance.

It's too weird for three people to walk together...

Qian Ling was hesitating, when he saw Shao Cheng turn around and look at the executive director of the program group, he said indifferently: "Is this not against the program's regulations?"

Executive Director: "...ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes."

For an artist as famous as Shao Cheng, no show would really dare to offend him, and the feedback from the barrage is also very good, maybe it can further stir up the popularity of the show.

Variety show, if you take it seriously, you lose.

So the original two-person trip became three people.

Shao Cheng walked on the right side of Qianling. Although he didn't dare to get excited about these food stalls, when Qianling was feeding him, he would lower his head, gently hold his wrist, and take the food away.

Qianling is happy and at ease.

He is greedy, his eyes are big and his stomach is small, and he can't eat so many kinds of snacks and doesn't want to waste them. Having more people can just solve this problem.

With his eyes squinted and his face brimming with joy, he handed the endless snacks to Shao Cheng, "Will you try this? I think it's delicious too."

Shao Cheng lowered his eyes, and the black hair fell on the corners of his eyes, covering up his usual sharpness and indifference, and tainted with a little fireworks.

He reached out to hold Qianling's wrist.

The fluorescent yellow wrist lined skin on his wrist was as smooth as jade. He lightly picked up his fingertips, and easily took off the eye-catching bracelet.

Qian Ling felt a lightness in his wrist, and when he was about to look down, Shao Cheng suddenly said, "It tastes good, Pei Zijing, too?"

Qianling has always been exposed to both rain and dew, so she hummed quickly and turned to feed another male guest who was somewhat sad.

"Try it? I'll feed you!"

Pei Zijing's mood was coaxed by Qianling, and he easily floated to the clouds again. With a hum, he opened his mouth to accept the feeding.

But at an angle that was invisible behind Qian Ling, Shao Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and the things turning with his fingertips looked familiar.

Pei Zijing looked down.

Only then did he realize that the thing he was wearing on Qian Ling's wrist was gone, and when he looked at Shao Cheng again, the other party stretched out his hand and threw his wrist into the trash can with a muffled sound.

Pei Zijing clenched his fists and his knuckles creaked.

Qian Ling paused, "Huh? What's the matter, isn't it delicious%3F"

"No." Pei Zijing gave Shao Cheng a cold look, lowered his eyes, and the temperature in his eyes rose, "I lost your wrist."

After his reminder, Qian Ling noticed that something on his wrist was gone.

"I'll give you mine, okay?"

As he spoke, Pei Zijing held Qianling's palm and pushed the bracelet back in. There was a contented smile on the corner of his lips, as if this was not a cheap fluorescent bracelet, but an engagement ring.

Shao Cheng walked forward coldly, and his words to Qian Ling were colder than usual, he said: "The snack street is almost full, why don't we go ahead and have a look."

There are more lights and crowds in front of you.

Qian Ling is also full, he nodded, it seems that today is an event in an amusement park, so naturally he wants to go to a lively place to see.

The camera has tried to covertly shoot as much as possible, but the people passing by are unconsciously attracted by Qian Ling and the others.

The three of them are too outstanding to walk in the crowd.

"Oh my god, why do you see such handsome guys in this kind of place? Sure enough, handsome guys play with handsome guys?"

"I really like the boy in the middle, he looks so young, he is still blond, he must be of mixed race, he looks so obedient and clean, my heart melts."

"I'm curious about their relationship."

"The handsome guy on the far right looks familiar. I really miss Shao Cheng, but it's impossible for him to appear in such a place..."

There was a faint discussion in the crowd, and there was even an open space around the three of them.

I don't know who said it.

"Sisters, "Heartbeat Time" is live, this is really Shaocheng Pei Zijing Qianling!"

Excited screams followed.

Before Qian Ling realized what happened, he felt a force grabbing his wrist, pulling him forward.

There were chaotic footsteps behind them, and a group of people chased them and shouted all kinds of excited voices, "Shaocheng!!"

I can't imagine that in such a chaotic situation, if I was bumped into, it would cause a stampede accident, and the camera has long been dispersed by the excited crowd.

The grip on his wrist was unusually firm and reliable.

After running for an unknown amount of time, the person in front finally stopped. Qian Ling tried to take a deep breath, adjusting her chaotic breathing, subconsciously wanting to look at the person in front of her.

There was only a shadow in front of him, and something fell on his face.

His vision was limited, and he only felt a gentle gust of wind brushing against his ears, and a pair of hands stretched behind his head, tied with a rope.

mask?

Qian Ling was stunned for a few seconds, and through the holes in her eyes, she saw clearly the person in front of her, wearing a Western-style masquerade half-section mask, the lower half of her face was stern, her thin lips were lightly pursed, and she couldn't see any haste after running.

Shao Cheng spoke softly, and because the two of them were too close, his slightly deep voice brushed against Qian Ling's ears, causing a slight itch.

"It'll be better with this on."

Qian Ling, who was hiding behind the mask, blinked her eyelashes, hummed softly, feeling uneasy.

At this time, a few passers-by passed by them, murmuring: "It's strange, I clearly saw people walking this way, why did they disappear?"

"Could it be a mistake, look over there..."

Shao Cheng pulled Qian Ling and mixed into the nearest queuing crowd. Since there were activities in the amusement park, they would not look different even if they were wearing masks.

The line quickly reached them, and Qian Ling was squeezed in by the crowd.

When he reacted, the surroundings were already pitch black.

There is no following camera, no program group, only the hand holding him very hard.

Qian Ling asked softly, "Where are we?"

He always felt that something was not quite right. For such a dark project, he had a bad premonition in his heart, and he heard Shao Cheng say: "Probably a haunted house."