Chapter 245: Fanatical Confession
Chen Xiao'er walked out of the tower, and her classmates stood in different places gazing at her, like sunflowers facing the sun.
People with super powers have extremely keen perceptions. They can feel that the moment Chen Xiao'er walked out of the tower, the entire sky and earth of the ceremony site were shrouded in an extremely special power.
Perhaps that is the legendary realm belonging to the gods.
Xing Shuyao turned the wheelchair and slid slowly to the front row.
In fact, there was a very important reason why he was chosen to play the fragile prince in the first scene, so they kept persuading Chen Xiao'er to dispel her slight discomfort.
Shala, golden threads fell from the sky, turning colorless and transparent when approaching the body, then gently wrapped around their necks, wrists and ankles and connected with the nerves.
He moved his fingers and looked down at the movement of his wrist.
Important characters are constantly under Chen Xiao'er's watchful eye, subject to both increased suppression and support from the rules. While it's difficult for them to exit the game before their character "dies," once they do, they'll likely acquire a special status that others will forcibly ignore.
Xing Shuyao certainly knew the risks involved.
If the church's guess is wrong, and Guanghui and Chen Xiao'er are unable to fully control this power ritual and separate the character's death from the actor's death, then he will be the first victim.
Fortunately, the probability is very, very small. Judging from Chen Xiao'er's personality and previous cases, he will not die suddenly after the drama ends.
Xing Shuyao controlled the wheelchair to move forward and backward in small steps, and quickly confirmed the condition of each part of her body.
It seems that as long as he doesn't do anything that goes against his character, as Chen Xiao'er's companion and important character, he enjoys a fairly high degree of freedom.
He deliberately adjusted the speed of his wheelchair to the slowest, moving it as slowly as a snail, while putting on a guilty and cowardly expression, acting as a psychologically fragile prince who came to a banquet in a powerful country.
Xing Shuyao's efforts were certainly not in vain. Countless shades of color lit up in his eyes, marking both enemies and friends.
While memorizing the individuals with strong hostility, he tapped the marked points on the display screen installed on the armrest of the wheelchair.
The display screen was embedded in the rustic mahogany, sharing the same screen as the monitoring center. Guanghui had allocated a tiny bit of power specifically for this screen, allowing it to transmit information from there in real time.
He manually marked the red dots one by one and uploaded them to the form opposite.
These forms will be forwarded to others after a period of time, so that everyone can be as wary of or even kill the enemy as possible in subsequent "performances".
rustling.
A thick black gas was rising not far away.
Xing Shuyao glanced at the place where Xu She was, calmly marked it out and emphasized it: This person is staring at Chen Xiao'er and will not interfere with me for the time being... What is he doing?
Xu She raised his hand and snapped his fingers vigorously. This was obviously not an action that should have been in the script!
Xing Shuyao quickly looked in the direction he was looking, and the first thing she saw was a wisp of black hair rising in the white mist.
This black-haired girl looks a lot like Chen Xiao'er... No, what's that white mist?!
He looked closely and saw that Lan had already taken out a red and white spherical object from his waist and threw it towards Xu She.
......
Why are you laughing?
Xu She stared at Lan's grinning mouth with bloodshot eyes, and - that ball?!
"It's useless." The thread around his throat tightened, but the surprised Xu She couldn't suppress the urge to speak. He said hoarsely, "The people inside will be completely killed and then turned, what the hell did you put in there?!"
The sphere cracked into two amid his desperate cry.
Bang!
A hand emerged from the flames and grabbed Xu She with force, but suddenly turned around after a few seconds.
There is the scent of Chen Xiao'er!
Xinnaya, who broke out of the seal, did not hesitate for even a second. She decisively gave up the unfamiliar garbage in front of her and Lan's pile of non-recyclable materials, and turned to fly rapidly towards Chen Xiao'er.
The line segment between two points is the shortest, and she boldly rushed along the straight line, rolling over it like a motorcycle.
Bang!
What's blocking my way? It doesn't matter, Chen Xiao'er is right in front!
Xinnaya ran in the light mist, stretching her arms outstretched forward.
......
Chen Xiao'er walked out of the door, the crown on her head fluttering lightly. She tried her best to play the role of a noble queen, wanting to bring the best performance experience to everyone.
However, when she looked around the crowd and saw Sister Lan's face, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.
Hehe~ cough cough cough No, I have to be a little cool.
Under the pressure of responsibility, Chen Xiao'e forced herself to keep a straight face and deliberately looked away. She wanted to use a steady glance to sweep across the crowd to show the majesty of a queen, but it failed in less than a second.
"Xu Snake, why are you here too?! You and Sister Lan, one on the left, one on the right, playing house in the crowd? We agreed to have one run and the other chase."
"Ahem." Chen Xiao'er coughed in shock, then quickly covered it up. She believed Sister Lan had her reasons for doing what she did, and she didn't want to alert the enemy.
She continued to shift her gaze, trying to create the illusion that she saw nothing.
Okay, I found my classmates.
Chen Xiao'er's heartbeat gradually calmed down. She saw her classmates standing in various corners of the crowd, occasionally interacting with the people next to them to liven up the atmosphere.
Of course, the most eye-catching one is Xing Shuyao, who will appear on stage next and has a long line of lyrics to sing.
Chen Xiao'er quickly found Xing Shuyao's location. His wheelchair was too conspicuous, and he was now wearing a fragile prince's suit, with the gems on his tie shining brightly.
Okay, according to the script he's going to "walk" towards me, and then I'm going to taunt him as much as I can... huhu.
Chen Xiao'er took a deep breath, clearing her mind of all the distracting thoughts of "script" and "lines." Now I have to get into the role, really into it... Please, don't be nervous.
Ye Xiaoyu's emotional narration came from the radio: [It is said that the queen loves roses covered with dew, so when the first rays of morning sun shine on the garden, the sickly prince waits outside with roses in his hands.]
Ah, he knew that this grand banquet would last from morning till night, entertaining distinguished guests from various countries. In order to stand out from all these people, he had to put in a lot of effort.
Chen Xiao'er turned to Xing Shuyao and immersed herself in the queen's thoughts.
I now possess unlimited charm and am about to hold a grand blind date under the watchful eyes of the gods, so I find the person in front of me annoying... uh, annoying?
Even though the narration describing the details of the garden and the identity of the guests was still rhythmic, all the brainwashing just now was in vain.
She could never hate a kind and disabled classmate.
Chen Xiao'er really wanted to burn some incense and invite the best actress to come to her. It was easy enough to keep a straight face and act cool, but how could I naturally put on an arrogant expression and laugh at him in front of so many people? It was hell!
Rustle, rustle.
Perhaps hearing her screams, a classmate hiding in the crowd turned on the dry ice spray behind Xing Shuyao, letting the pure white mist create a cold stage atmosphere.
Xing Shuyao turned the wheelchair and moved forward in the fog.
On his knees lay a bunch of pure white roses, but perhaps because they were too heavy with dew or because he was bending so humbly, the roses seemed to droop under the Queen's gaze.
The narrator's emotions take a sharp turn for the worse [Her Majesty the Queen stood at the foot of the high steps, looking down at her subjects and guests. A pale-faced prince emerged from the crowd, carrying his equally pale rose.]
Her Majesty looked coldly at this presumptuous man. Whether it was his national strength, wealth, or appearance, his advances were an insult to her. Therefore, she must punish him harshly, making it clear to everyone that the Queen's majesty could not be offended.
Chen Xiao'er clenched her hands nervously. She was going to wait until the atmosphere was right and then snatch the rose and throw it on the ground, so that this classmate who had a heart disease would not have to recite a long and heartbreaking line in front of so many people.
I'm enough for a clown!
Tap, click.
She suddenly heard a series of footsteps coming from the white fog, but everyone's attention was focused on Xing Shuyao and her, and no one would run around at this time.
Click.
The footsteps in the fog slowed down, but it did not stop. Instead, it accelerated and sprinted half a second later!
Bang!
A leg shot out* from the mist of dry ice, pushing hard against the wheelchair!
Squeak—the metal wheelchair screamed and slid to the side in a spin.
"Hmm," Xing Shuyao held on to the armrest tightly. His thin body stuck tightly to the back of the chair like a paper man, spinning with the chair.
Chen Xiao'er looked anxiously at the bastard who kicked the wheelchair, and her eyes leaped into a cluster of fiery gold.
With her brilliant blonde hair loose, Sinaya wore an elaborate gown today, embellished with gorgeous embroidered lace, reminiscent of 18th-century France.
But when you look at the pattern of the top and bottom of the garment together with the sequins, it looks more like a dressed-up bullfighter on TV.
"Chen Xiao'er!" She kicked the rotating wheelchair away, crushing the roses on the ground, and rushed over hurriedly holding the golden roses in her hand.
"Ugh." An expression of extreme disgust emerged on Chen Xiao'er's face. This scene was a complete expression of true feelings, without a trace of acting.
Even the narrator couldn't hold back anymore; Ye Xiaoyu's voice began to tremble. [The prince walked down the stairs, holding the rose. He slowly bent his knees...but was kicked aside by a princess.]
Chen Xiao'er didn't bother to listen to the narration. She took two steps back and her shoes almost stepped into the flowers.
Sinaya elbowed the guards and rushed down the slope. Her foot was caught on the invisible thread and she fell to her knees.
The devil forcibly pulled the thread on her body, and the golden rose in her hand withered, and the petals fell to the ground one by one.
Xinnaya stretched out her right hand and reached towards Chen Xiao'er: "Come with me quickly, I am the only one here who truly loves you!"
"I'm here to save you. Come with me!"
The narration on the radio was silent for a while. Ye Xiaoyu's voice seemed clearer than before, but had lost most of its emotion.
She calmly read: [The princess suddenly appeared and dropped the roses. She knelt at the bottom of the steps and made an unreasonable request to the queen, which made the queen furious.]
That’s right, absolutely right.
Chen Xiao'er's expression darkened, and she was truly enraged as she looked at Xinnaya's unrepentant face.
How many times are you going to mess with us? If you cared about other people's hard work, you wouldn't have called me by my name while trying to steal the show!
Click, click, click.
Golden threads entangled Xinaya, pressing her down the slope.
She tried to raise her face, only to see Her Majesty the Queen turning her fingers and pushing them down hard.
"Guards! Cut off her head!"
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