She asked the air next to her, "Can I withdraw from the competition? I feel like I'm back in a mental hospital!"
Jelly Ball: "It doesn't seem to work..."
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Song Xitong and her group were called away by the director and given a severe scolding.
But more than that, they were visibly shocked!
"A few of us were drinking and then came back?" Chu Moyan was confused. Wen Jueqian nodded and looked at his face in the mirror: "It seems so."
After the group of drunkards finished speaking, the group of the deceased looked at each other.
Bai Puti: "I think I'm dead?"
An Wanhe: "I think so too..."
Shen Fuyao: "Same as above."
"So you guys are... zombies?" Jiang Lianyin from their own group looked extremely pitiful, as if she were isolated by the whole world!
Chu Moyan: "It's not that I don't want to take you... You can't drink alcohol, I'm a doctor."
An Wanhe: "If we bring you along... it seems a bit impolite?"
"Ring ring..." Just as the group was talking, someone's phone rang.
Shen Fuyao felt a jolt in her waist, and before she could see who it was, her hand had already accidentally touched it.
"Shen Fuyao! Explain yourself! What did you do on the show? Why did you try to curry favor with that woman?!"
A roaring voice came from the other end of the phone. Shen Fuyao felt the voice was familiar, but the contact name "Dear" left her completely baffled.
"Who are you……?"
"!!!"
"You're useless. I'm coming to arrest you right now." The man hung up the phone, put on his staff badge, and ran towards the break room.
Not long after, the door was pushed open, and a girl who looked like a giraffe appeared.
"Manman?"
Shen Fuyao's pupils dilated in shock. Seeing that there were outsiders present, the other party said righteously, "Miss Shen, there are some problems with the song you chose for your first stage performance. Please prepare it with me again."
As she spoke, she dragged someone out of the room...
"!!!"
“I remember this Manman… wasn’t she dead too?” Bai Puti said in a strange way.
No wonder he's someone who's been through life and death; he still talks so silly... cough cough, simpleton.
Song Xitong seemed to remember something, took out her phone to search for news from a few years ago, and found that there really was no water-soluble solution!
this…
For a moment, the group was at a loss for words, some laughing, some crying. If this was a dream, please let us wake up later...
"It's you again?!"
Yu Jianing clutched the broken strap on her shoulder, her beautiful eyebrows almost forming a bow, and the next second history repeated itself...
"Xiao Ning!"
"Are you guys crazy?! We're not even acquainted!"
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