Chapter 53 Huaning TV Station 13

The highest cylinder of the inferior group was moved to the front and became the superior group.

The middle group is still the middle group.

The top group became the bottom group.

Two trainees in the lower group cried. It wasn’t because they were so happy, but they couldn’t explain why they just burst into tears.

The two trainees in the top group panicked, as they became the new bottom group and 30% would be eliminated. There were seven people in their group, which rounded off to two people.

They felt threatened yesterday, but they never thought they would become the inferior group.

They might be eliminated.

You Mohan from the middle group suddenly let out an ambiguous laugh.

After hearing this voice, the bald man suddenly looked at Ling Changye with his eyes wide open, "Ling Changye, you did it on purpose!"

He quickly looked at Liao Manni who was beside him. Liao Manni was trembling and looking at him in fear. "Manni..."

Producer: "The group results are out. Next, let's look at the elimination list. Two trainees will be eliminated from the lower group, and one trainee will be eliminated from the middle group."

They thought the producer had announced the elimination list and the names of the eliminated people should appear on the big screen, so they all turned around to look.

Warm blood splattered on his face.

Several people turned around in confusion.

The people around them were gone, leaving only a pool of blood on their bodies, dripping down.

The lower group eliminated Liao Manni and Feng Sheng, and the middle group eliminated the player who went for plastic surgery first last week.

The bald man subconsciously reached out to the side and pulled a ball of air, which must have been filled with a strong smell of blood.

He stared down into the hole in the ground and saw only darkness.

Liao Manni disappeared inside without even a scream.

He stared at Ling Changye with bloodshot eyes. You Mohan's ambiguous laughter made him guess whether Ling Changye was deliberately not organizing them carefully and whether he was not performing well at all.

Because he didn't want their group to win.

If their group was eliminated, the ones most likely to be eliminated would be Liao Manni and Feng Sheng, one from the Holy Tour Guild and the other from the Half Moon Group.

But if Zhong Zicang's group is eliminated, at least two people from the Tourism Administration will be eliminated.

Ling Changye felt his gaze, turned around and smiled at him. There was some apology in his smile, which was a polite response from a relative of the deceased.

Guang Touqiang's breathing became heavier and his eyes became more ferocious.

"Today's competition performance ends here." The producer said: "Next Sunday, we will have the second individual assessment. I hope everyone will continue to work hard, especially the trainees who ranked E in the last individual assessment. All E-level trainees will be eliminated in the next assessment."

The producer said this and left with the other two judges.

As soon as they left, the bald man rushed to Ling Changye and asked loudly: "Did you deliberately make our group lose?"

Ling Changye asked him gently, "When I first organized everyone to come up with the program, who was the least cooperative?"

"Do I have the power to make our group lose on purpose? Do I have the power to tell them not to work hard and not get plastic surgery?"

He looked at the bald man whose eyes were red as if they were about to bleed, stretched out his hand, pushed him away, and said, "My condolences, I didn't expect you to be such a loyal person."

"Ling Changye!" The bald man shouted hoarsely, calling back the physical education teacher who had just walked out the door.

Her blood whip slammed to the ground. "How can you, an E-rank trainee, talk to a B-rank trainee?"

She stared at the bald man with a sad look for two seconds, then smiled, "I remember this is not your first time. If you do it again, you should be punished."

The last time I was whipped by her, from what she said it was not considered a punishment. So what level of punishment was she talking about?

The bald man took a half step back angrily.

Ling Changye and the others went out.

Xia Bai asked him: "Did you do this on purpose?"

"It's not intentional, it's just going with the flow." Ling Changye said: "They didn't cooperate in the first place, and some of them even wanted to pass the game with the help of others. They will actively cooperate in the next team competition, and they will know that they have worked hard."

After Ling Changye finished speaking, he turned to look at him and said, "Your performance today was great. I didn't expect you to have such good acting skills and such rich expressions."

"Thank you." Xia Bai felt a little embarrassed by his praise and gave him an even dumber face.

Ling Changye: “…”

After the three performances, it was lunch time and all the trainees headed towards the restaurant.

Xia Bai and his friends formed a top-notch group and could all eat boxed lunches with four dishes and a soup.

They were naturally happy in their hearts, but they didn't show it. They just quietly gathered around the table and ate their lunch boxes.

Ding Jingchen started crying while eating, "Damn, I haven't tasted vegetables for a long time. My mouth feels so sour when I first eat it, and it makes me drool."

Zhang Runyue joked, "Xia Bai's dish last night wasn't considered a dish?"

Ding Jingchen was very sad and angry, "I didn't even get a single bite!"

“…”

Xia Bai took his lunch box and sat next to Ling Changye and Yang Mei. He didn't need to share the food with them. Although they became trainees in the lower group, they were still B-level trainees, which was a high-level trainee and they had food to eat. Xia Bai shared some with Tang Ying.

Tang Ying thanked Xia Bai and congratulated him, "Your team deserves first place. Hard work really pays off. We all think we are great and have great spirit, but if we don't work hard, the love we get will be wasted."

Xia Bai also saw that they did not take this assessment seriously for various reasons, "It will be different next time."

Tang Ying sighed, "Let's talk about it after we pass this individual assessment."

Even she felt stressed during this individual assessment.

But for now, they didn't worry too much and just enjoyed the half-day rest.

After dinner, the trainees in the new upper-level group began to move to the dormitory. They could live in single rooms, but living alone in a room was not a good thing now. Several trainees began to lose themselves and became distraught.

They finally decided to share a room.

Xia Bai also changed from living alone to living in a room with Zhong Zicang. Two trainees helped them move Zhong Zicang's bed to Xia Bai's room.

Looking at the two beds, Xia Bai remembered that they also stayed in the same ward in the Orthopedic Hospital.

At that time, Zhong Zicang was energetic and quick to react. He handled a lot of things every day and never forgot to take care of him.

During this time, Zhong Zicang would pause many times while tidying up the room.

Seeing him like this, I asked the question that I couldn't ask in front of others yesterday, "President, do you have any skills?"

Before, Xia Bai didn’t know whether Zhong Zicang existed or not, but after making a corpse contract with Zhong Zicang, Xia Bai discovered something in the game app.

In the skill book, the skill level increase for Xia Bai will be different depending on whether the corpse he picked up has skills or not. Even when he is just preparing the corpse, it will be different in the skill book.

Among the several players found in this game, Zhong Zicang, like Ling Changye and Yang Mei, has a barely perceptible green light under his character image, which Xia Bai noticed only yesterday.

He guessed that the green light proved that the player had skills, and looking back at the character images of Guo Yang and You Yue, his guess was confirmed.

Thinking back, Zhong Zicang might indeed have skills. If he was an unskilled player, why would he go with his brother to accept the difficult bounty missions offered by the Game Administration Bureau and attack the game map where his brother died?

But if he has the skills, why not use them?

Why go for full body plastic surgery even if it means losing yourself?

Xia Bai was really curious.

"I do have skills." Zhong Zicang thought for a while, then said to Xia Bai while sitting on the bed.

Xia Bai didn't rush him, and slowly asked and answered, "What is the skill?"

Zhong Zicang said after several dozen seconds: "The Ring of Time and Space. It can bind one person, a person you trust very much. No matter where they are, when either of them needs the other, the other person will be there, regardless of life or death."

Xia Bai was stunned.

He knew who Zhong Zicang was bound to.

He understood why Zhong Zicang would rather have a full body plastic surgery than use his skills.

"Senior, I understand." Xia Bai said.

Zhong Zicang nodded slowly, and called out "Junior Xia Bai" as if to confirm himself. Xia Bai responded, and he nodded again.

"I'm going to take a shower." said Zhong Zicang.

Xia Bai nodded, "Go ahead."

As expected, Zhong Zicang's condition deteriorated much faster than that of other plastic surgery players.

That night, Xia Bai saw him keep his eyes open, trying to fight sleepiness. He could understand this feeling, and was particularly afraid of being swallowed up too much in his sleep, losing himself, and not being able to wake up.

He fell asleep in a trance.

At five o'clock the next morning, all the trainees woke up at the ringing of the bell.

As usual on Monday morning, they went to the studio to listen to the producer explain the rules and ratings for the performances to be evaluated this Sunday.

"This time it's very simple. This is the second time, and I believe everyone is familiar with it. The only difference from the first individual assessment is that this time we added factors such as traffic and fans. Data-based means adding the number of viewers watching the performance to the assessment criteria. I hope that all trainees can find ways to attract more viewers to watch."

They can understand what the producer means. The talent instructor has already reminded them that they need to attract attention.

The difficulty increased again, but the trainees' reactions were not as intense, as if they had become numb. Some of them were no longer emotionally sensitive and their reactions were slow.

In the more spacious practice room for the advanced group, twelve trainees sat together.

Zhong Zicang took out his phone and read the words on it: "Before discussing the program, I have something to tell you. I am no longer suitable to be your captain. I suggest that you let Xia Bai and Zhang Runyue lead you to complete the next game."

He flipped through his phone and continued reading: "I can hardly remember your names."

I had expected this day to come, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon.

At this time, the eleven trainees said nothing and just nodded in agreement.

Zhong Zicang looked at Zhang Runyue, who was always calm and composed, and quickly took over his work. She asked everyone, "What do you think about this week's individual assessment performance? Don't worry, everyone has signed confidentiality agreements."

Tian Sihan: "To be honest, based on the show alone, I don't have the confidence that I can get a D. I have already spent all my money on the previous shows."

Ding Jingchen: "Me too, I have some ideas, but I know I can't go beyond E level."

Several trainees thought so.

They are all players who are entering the game for the first time, or ordinary players without any skills. To get to this point, they have really tried their best and exhausted their potential.

"Okay." Zhang Runyue said very calmly: "The fact proves that plastic surgery can improve one's level, so we will focus on both talent show and plastic surgery."

She is well aware of the dangers of plastic surgery, from real life to games, but she is not as strongly opposed to it as Zhong Zicang. In this case, she accepts it calmly.

"But don't worry, our hope of survival is just around the corner, because of our efforts in the last performance, and because we are now in the top group." She analyzed: "We will focus on preparing for the game first, and wait until the last two days, Friday and Saturday, to go for plastic surgery."

"I'm sure you've all noticed that the people who had plastic surgery last week are still conscious this week, which means they can last about eight days after surgery. We still have 13 days left in the game, so it's okay to get plastic surgery on Friday or Saturday."

"It's crucial to have plastic surgery on Friday and Saturday. The other two groups will definitely think so. But we are the top group now. Except for a few high-level trainees at the BCD level, we have the right to snatch the opportunity for plastic surgery from other groups."

After her analysis, the trainees who had not expected it looked up in surprise.

"That's true!"

"Is this the way out?"

"God, we really have to thank ourselves for working so hard last week!"

"I also want to thank Xia Bai!"

"But, the person who had plastic surgery last week..."

There are four other people in their group who had undergone plastic surgery last week, as well as Zhong Zicang, who had undergone plastic surgery all over his body.

It took a long time for the four people who had undergone plastic surgery to react. He lowered his head sadly, regretting why he didn't listen to the captain and hold on for a while longer.

Zhang Runyue said: "Players who have not had plastic surgery should try to do it on Friday and Saturday morning. The four players who need a second plastic surgery should try to arrange it later. This week we will keep an eye on the players in the middle group who have had a second plastic surgery and make adjustments based on the situation."

"Now, let's focus all our attention on the performance."

"good!"

This week they prepared according to Zhang Runyue's arrangement. Players who had not had plastic surgery felt at ease. Originally they were at level E, and now that they were more familiar with the stage and less nervous, plus the improvement of one level from plastic surgery, it should be no problem to reach level D.

Without so much panic, the show was better prepared.

The only thing that distracted them was Zhong Zicang.

Zhong Zicang's condition deteriorated very quickly, and on Wednesday he was like a three or four-year-old child.

They heard that the players in the middle group who had undergone a second facelift were almost the same as him.

They didn't dare to think too much and took Zhong Zicang with them like a child, taking him to the practice room, taking him to meals, and taking him back to the dormitory.

On Thursday night, they didn't know the exact time, but they suddenly saw Zhong Zicang squatting in the corner and had not moved for a long time.

Everyone looked at his back quietly, not daring to step forward.

Xia Bai hurriedly took out his mobile phone, opened the game app, and saw the second body he successfully picked up, Zhong Zicang.

He was stunned for a moment.

Zhong Zicang is dead.

It was Zhang Runyue who approached him first, stood behind him, patted his shoulder gently, and called him in a gentle voice: "Captain?"

She smiled, her eyes reddened, "Captain, are you tired? Let's go back to the dormitory and sleep?"

Zhong Zicang was never able to respond again.

Several sobbing sounds were heard in the practice room.

Xia Bai stepped forward and wanted to turn him around, but suddenly he felt a chill wind blowing through his bones and stopped in front of him.

He looked up blankly. The ring of time and space, regardless of life or death.

This is, yes, is my brother here?

Zhong Zicang, who went for full body plastic surgery without calling for his brother's help, was finally devoured to the point where he remembered nothing. Was he just like a newborn baby who instinctively needed his brother?

However, Xia Bai couldn't see anything. He only saw what Zhong Zicang was squatting and covering, which was a small notebook.

Like Hu Yihang, he recorded his situation, probably intending to give it to other trainees as a reference. He remembered it in much greater detail than Hu Yihang.

On a page in the middle of the small notebook, he wrote: [You must avenge me and those classmates. Do you know how to take revenge? Clear the game. Clearing the game means defeating the game on this map. This Huaning TV station and this idol 404 will be completely defeated by us and disappear from our world. You must clear the game, otherwise wouldn’t our deaths be in vain?]

The last page of the little notebook, [So this is how it feels, so relaxing. ]

Zhong Zicang's body was taken away by the physical education teacher's team.

The people in the practice room stopped crying when they showed up.

They practiced hard in silence, with the only thought in their minds being, "You must pass the game."

On Sunday, in the individual assessment, eight trainees from the top group passed, but two players who had undergone a second cosmetic surgery failed because they were stuck on the stage for too long. Another one tried his best but still failed.

He stood calmly on the stage, watching Xia Bai fall off the stage.

When Zhong Zicang's body shape teacher team took away the corpse, they asked Xia Bai, now that the corpse was taken away by them, could he still lead them out of the game?

Xia Bai assured them.

He could bring out Gu Quankun, who died somewhere in the game, so he could definitely bring them out too. He had the supreme authority to mobilize their bodies.

Two people passed the assessment in the medium group. The same situation happened to the three players who had undergone plastic surgery first and twice. They forgot their programs when they stood on the stage and didn't know what to do.

The top group was not eliminated. This time, all of them took it seriously, maximized the stage effects of their skills, and all passed the assessment.

On the Monday after Sunday, two other players in the upper group who had undergone secondary plastic surgery also died. After they had a nap, they didn’t know what they experienced in their dreams and they never woke up again.

They were also taken away by the physical education teacher's team.

There were only six people left in the top group.

One trainee in the middle group also died, leaving only two people.

There are still five people in the lower group.

Zhang Runyue said, "Didn't Shan Jiayang in the middle group have plastic surgery during the first team competition? Is he still alive and well because he only had it once?"

Zhang Shaoning said, "Did You Mohan use something to keep him alive? In the previous team competition, he forced his team members to get plastic surgery in order to make them win. He is a selfish and cold-blooded person. Now he is keeping his teammates alive for his own sake. Otherwise, if there is elimination in the team competition, he will be the one eliminated."

Ding Jingchen said: "He has shot himself in the foot. The elimination in the team competition is not just based on the ratio. If they become the lower group, he will also be eliminated."

30% of the bottom group will be eliminated, with no less than 2 trainees.

10% of the trainees in the medium group will be eliminated, and no less than 1 trainee will be eliminated.

The elimination rule after "and" will finally be used in the final round.

Zhang Runyue said: "Don't worry about what happened to him. We must go all out to win this team competition, right?"

When she said this, she looked at Xia Bai.

Xia Bai nodded.

He also said the same thing to the three people in the lower group during the meal.

Ling Changye said: "This time it all depends on your ability."

There is Tang Ying from a business unit at the bottom of their group. They cannot let him off this time and must be serious.

Xia Bai: "That's what I thought."

Based on last time's experience, they will be able to finish the game before noon on Sunday, when the surviving players will exit the game.

On Saturday afternoon, Zhang Runyue told them: "Sorry, I will be absent for an hour and a half. I have to go for plastic surgery."

Ding Jingchen smiled, "What a coincidence, me too."

"Hey, aren't you guys going to have a full body plastic surgery like me?" Zhang Shaoning said in surprise.

"Ah? If you guys go too, will you be unable to squeeze in?" Mei Jiaying said.

Xia Bai looked up at them and opened his mouth to say that after they left the game, the healing players could repair their faces, but they might not be able to help them regain their missing selves.

Zhang Runyue interrupted him: "Xia Bai, don't say anything. Anyway, the result of the team competition will not affect you. It has nothing to do with you."

Mei Jiaying: "Well, brother Xia Bai, we can't always rely on you. Tang Ying is right, we have to work hard to do something ourselves."

"What are you worried about? Isn't it clearly recorded in the captain's notebook? The next day after the full body surgery, you will just have some slight slow reaction, but you won't die. We will leave this damn place at noon." Zhang Shaoning said easily.

Ding Jingchen said: "Brother, let us help you this time. We have so many superstar champions in our group, why don't we debut here?"

Xia Bai nodded blankly.

On this Saturday afternoon, he was the only one in the practice room with the door wide open. He saw one or two strangers passing by the door, and he could glimpse a hint of familiarity in the strangeness.

The first person to return to the upper practice room was a girl, a perfect girl comparable to a talent instructor. She sat next to Xia Bai and said, "Xia Bai, look at my mouth."

Xia Bai recognized Zhang Runyue from her voice and saw that her mouth was...

"Senior Wang Wei?"

Wang Wei has a beautiful mouth, which is a very eye-catching part of her face. At this moment, this mouth is on Zhang Runyue's face.

Zhang Runyue smiled in a standard way, nodded with red eyes, "I am wearing Weiwei's mouth, and the mouth that is talking to you now is Weiwei. I feel that Weiwei's favorite food is peaches, and now I really want to eat them."

Warm and weird.

At this time, many trainees came back, and Xia Bai finally understood where the sense of familiarity he had seen on the unfamiliar faces of other groups came from.

Many people went for full-body plastic surgery, and as more organs were needed, plastic surgeons used the facial features of a trainee from this batch who had just died.

He remembered Hu Yihang saying that the initial feeling was confusion, as if he could see the scenes that the owner of the eyes had seen. This shows that when the facial features were just replaced by plastic surgery, they did have some of the consciousness of the original owner.

If I shout one person's name at these chaotic people with reconstructed facial features, will another person, or even two people, turn around?

Who is who? Who are they?

The audience and the program crew don’t care, they don’t care who they are. They just want to see a perfect and good-looking face, and they will shout and cheer when they see it.