Chapter 203: Inhuman (11) (1st update + 2nd update + 2,400 thunder 3rd update) [VIP]
"Although..." Yuan Shanming's expression was complicated, "Although if both the reputation value and the camp value are 100, some special situations will occur..."
He couldn't help but look at Huai Jiamu: "But in this strange story of [Teahouse], I have led the team many times, but this is the first time I have seen you directly bring out the characters from the storyteller's story like this."
and……
Besides, he had heard every story at least hundreds of times, so how come he had never heard of this person?
Who is this?
Yuan Shanming stared at Huai Jiamu in confusion for a few seconds, then stood up decisively: "You guys sit here for a while. I've never seen someone like you before. I'll go find Old Sun and ask him about it."
The storyteller on the stage had already started telling other stories. Yuan Shanming casually pulled a waiter to ask about it and walked towards the back of the teahouse. Only the newlyweds were left gathered at this table.
The fear on everyone's face had not yet faded, but they did not dare to show it in front of this big monster who was brought up in strange stories. They could only force a smile and chat about some meaningless topics, secretly praying in their hearts that Yuan Shanming would come back soon.
At this time, Xiao Fei, who was looking for topics to talk about, suddenly caught a glimpse of Nian Yu who was quietly huddled in the corner.
"Nian... Nian Yu," he stuttered, a look of confusion on his face, "You... are out?"
Nian Yu sat on the edge of the table and nodded slightly.
Xiao Fei's shout attracted everyone's attention.
"Eh?" Xiao Tang was the first to speak, "Nian Yu, we didn't see you in there?"
When they were in the story of the fox's wedding, the last transition should have been for everyone to be transferred into the fox's palace. Why didn't Nian Yu appear at that time?
Nian Yu raised her head timidly and made a few gestures.
"She said she was in the house the whole time." Bai Jinshu translated.
Nian Yu continued to make gestures, and after making a few gestures, he quietly returned to that corner.
"When she entered, she was found to be unable to speak..." Bai Jinshu translated as he recalled, "Sorry, I don't understand the following few signs."
Nian Yu lowered her head and typed a line of words on her phone, then handed it to everyone. Everyone turned their heads curiously and saw her writing on her phone. After she entered this copy, she was discovered by the people around her because she couldn't speak.
But because the status she occupied seemed to be very high, even though the people around her found out that she couldn't speak now, they didn't dare to be violent to her. In this world view, "possessing another's body" seemed to be something that happened frequently. Others regarded her as another monster that had taken over the body of this identity, but because of the high status of this identity, they didn't dare to take action and could only try to use some spells to expel it.
This of course had no effect.
Finally, Nian Yu was imprisoned by them in the bedroom of her own identity. The room seemed to be cast under some kind of spell. She wanted to leave, but found that she couldn't get out at all.
What's even more terrifying is that when everyone's half-hour personal exploration time was over and the storyteller changed the scene, Nian Yu found that he didn't follow suit.
"Maybe they wanted to prevent me from breaking out of the door," Nian Yu's original words were, "so they used some magic to forcibly fix me in this space."
She was unable to leave the room during the subsequent scenes, and she was unable to break free when the storyteller made his final scene change.
Just when she thought she was going to be trapped in that weird story, the last attempt to escape determined that she was outside the scope of the story and she escaped successfully.
She just escaped from it.
Although he completed the ghost story, Nian Yu never stepped out of the room from beginning to end, so his ghost story completion rating was frighteningly low.
According to her, both the area exploration degree and the plot exploration degree are a huge 0%.
The faction value was -100, indicating that she had taken over this body. Information quickly spread among the original owner's family, and everyone knew that a lady of high status had been possessed.
Her reputation is 5, which means that although everyone in her original family knows of her existence, these people who know about her only account for 5% of all the spirits attending the banquet.
The only noteworthy thing is her health value. Since no one dares to attack this identity, it still maintains the precious 100% when Nianyu comes out.
Seeing this, Xiao Fei couldn't help but show a little disappointment on his face.
When his health value came out, it had become 80%, and the description of the deducted 20% clearly stated: disfiguring, but not fatal.
The injuries in the ghost stories will be brought out. He lost an eye the night before and half of his face was destroyed the afternoon after. It can really be said that he was unlucky.
But at the same time, his other values also reached the very rare double hundred plot area exploration level, that is, his reputation value was very low, and his faction value was also very low.
Most of the remaining newcomers were in this situation as well, with their average story exploration level around 60, and a few of them had explored their own personal lines, reaching 100. Bai Jinshu combined the values mentioned in the previous comments and estimated that in the story of the fox getting married, the personal exploration line of each identity accounted for 40%, and of the remaining 60%, the opposition and non-aggression relationship between humans and monsters accounted for 20%, the appearance of the Taoist priest was not accidental but inevitable, accounting for 20%, and the fox gave a banquet and the three mountain kings attended the banquet, all of which had their own plans, accounting for 20%.
Now it seems that everyone has the same standard for calculating this value, which is pretty acceptable.
Just when everyone was asking about each other's ratings and various indicators, Yuan Shanming came back with Boss Sun.
"Your situation..." Boss Sun glanced at Huai Jiamu, shrank his neck and leaned back, "I don't know either. I don't know what you, a newcomer, have brought out."
The expression on his face didn't look like he didn't know.
The expression on Teacher Sun's face when he looked at Huai Jiamu was just like that of a mouse seeing a cat.
"You don't seem to be unaware of this." Yuan Shanming crossed his arms.
"I can't say. I can't say that." Boss Sun laughed awkwardly, glanced at Bai Jinshu, and changed the subject in a low voice. "From the characteristics of the teahouse, although I have never seen such a situation, it should be feasible."
"Is it feasible?" Yuan Shanming turned his head in surprise.
"It's feasible," Boss Sun nodded. "You know, I've only been in charge of the teahouse for a few decades... I heard that this happened once a few hundred years ago. There is a precedent."
"Besides," he said with a hint in his eyes, "Why did you become the captain in the first place? How could you become friends with a human like me from S City? Wasn't it because after you completed the teahouse weird story, your faction's reputation doubled?"
"That's different after all..." Yuan Shanming rubbed his nose and was about to ask more questions when he was interrupted by the boss.
"Anyway, that's how it is," he patted Yuan Shanming on the shoulder, "You can't use the standards of normal newcomers to measure the players with [Welcome], these newcomers with special buffs are always much more special."
"And I promise you," he lowered his voice and pointedly looked in the direction of Huai Jiamu, "It won't matter if you take him with you. He won't hurt anyone else. Just pretend he doesn't exist."
Yuan Shanming rubbed his nose and rubbed his eyebrows, saying in a bad voice: "Thank you!"
What is going on?
What Boss Sun said was as good as not saying anything. It was almost like telling everyone directly that the origin of this strange story was absolutely unknown, but why it was unknown and how to stay away from this unknown, so he never mentioned it.
Yuan Shanming watched Boss Sun walk away silently, then turned his gaze back to Bai Jinshu.
Never mind, it's normal, normal.
He had a [Welcome!] on him, and he was the first one to wake up among the newcomers. He was also said to be very good at fighting, and he could even scare off a group of monsters with his human identity. This person had all the buffs stacked up, so it was normal for him to be a little special.
"Well... then let me tell you about the following weird story." After thinking about this, Yuan Shanming no longer worried about where this weird story came from.
As we all know, ghost stories have a triggering range, and most of the triggering ranges are fixed. For example, in the ghost stories in teahouses, once the humans and undead in them leave this range, they are nothing.
If he was attracted by Ersi's buff and the double hundred declared camp value, then after leaving the teahouse, he would indeed not pose any threat.
Yuan Shanming calmed down and said to everyone, "The ghost story that will be triggered tonight is a special one. It will not occupy your ghost story completion quota, but if it succeeds, there will be an extra buff. There is no limit to the buff column."
"Buff?" Xiao Tang asked curiously, "What is this?"
"Have you ever played the game?" Yuan Shanming said with a vivid metaphor, "This buff is like a resurrection armor."
"If you successfully complete this strange story, you will have an extra resurrection armor," he said. "When you are facing the crisis of death in other strange stories and are about to be erased, this resurrection armor will take effect and allow you to be resurrected once."
"Isn't this cheating?" Everyone widened their eyes.
"Not really," Yuan Shanming sorted out the things in his hands and distributed ten forms to everyone, "This buff is very restrictive, and even if you revive, you will only be resurrected with a tiny amount of health."
"When you are in some extreme environments, even if you can be resurrected, you will still be dead if only your skin is left," Yuan Shanming said bluntly, "but most of the time, this buff is very useful."
"There is no fixed completion time for this ghost story. It's up to you all to finish it," he added. "The best situation is that everyone can finish it before dark, and we can go back to the teahouse to rest. If you finish it after the moon rises, I suggest you stay overnight at the ghost story location and don't enter the city of the dead at night."
"Okay," he distributed the forms and took out ten ballpoint pens from the bag, "fill out this form. After you fill out the registration form, we can set off."
When everyone heard this, they lowered their heads and looked at the form in front of them.
The form was written in black and white, with a line of large characters at the top: [XuXu Studio Artistic Photo Model Registration Form]
There seemed to be something wrong with the ink in the copier in the name column below. The ink below the text seemed to be reddish-brown, like splattered blood, leaving a strange mark on the paper.
Xiao Tang shook the registration form and muttered, "Xu Xu... Rusheng huh?"
"Are all the people who went to take pictures dead?" Lao Ma asked honestly.
Everyone shuddered with fear. Bai Jinshu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hmm... maybe?"
*
Everyone felt like they spent several hours at the Fox Wedding, but in fact, in the outside world, it took the storyteller less than an hour to tell this story.
Everyone rested in the lobby for more than half an hour, and after filling out the form, they walked out of the teahouse.
According to Yuan Shanming, he went to get the registration form this morning. Not everyone can get this thing, and he is not the only captain who has got it, so in the following ghost stories, he is likely to meet newcomers from other teams.
"There may be 30 to 40 people in this ghost story at one time. I don't encourage you to fight each other. It's meaningless," Yuan Shanming said as he led the way. "But other teams may not think the same as I do. So if you meet someone who has bad intentions towards you, just fight back."
"Brother Yuan," Xiao Tang said excitedly, "what if he's beaten to death?"
"Beat him to death?" Yuan Shanming gave her a strange look and said, "Don't worry, you can't kill anyone in this ghost story."
"Okay," Yuan Shanming stopped, "This is it."
Everyone followed him and stopped. In front of them, a two-story small house stood at the corner of the intersection. At the gate, a string of billboards with light boxes turned on even during the day were shining brightly: Xuxu Photo Studio.
"Hello, welcome to Xuxu Photo Studio!" Standing at the door was a receptionist wearing a work skirt.
"Excuse me, are you taking a team photo, professional individual photo, or employee photo?" The receptionist smiled sweetly. "Xuxu Photo Studio provides one-stop service for makeup, hair, clothing and photo retouching. We can produce photos quickly. We can shoot today and have them out tomorrow. We support online photo selection and provide free return for three times."
"There are discounts for group buying today," she said swiftly, "Go to the group buying app and buy three tickets for as low as 100 yuan. The more people you buy, the bigger the discount."
"We are models who are here to sign up." Yuan Shanming stepped forward and motioned everyone behind him to take out their registration forms.
"Model...?" The receptionist's gaze suddenly became strange.
"Well... come with me. We can start taking pictures once everyone is here." She lowered her eyes, collected everyone's registration forms, and walked into the studio.
Everyone followed her, passed the lobby of Xuxu Photo Studio, and entered the model waiting area.
The hall is lit with warm yellow lights and is already crowded with customers. The walls between each makeup cubicle are transparent, so the entire interior can be seen from the door.
There are newlyweds wearing wedding dresses and suits preparing to take wedding photos, a mother holding her newborn baby preparing for the full-month photo, employees all wearing similar suits and ties preparing to take a team photo, and a young man with a slicked-back hair who has chosen a suit and done his hairstyle preparing to take an artistic photo.
"Your studio is so weird. I came here just for your model effects, but all the clothes from before were replaced with new ones," he complained as he adjusted his tie. "There are so many new clothes, but there is not a single model effect. What's going on?"
"Because our model chart is still recruiting models." The makeup artist who was leading the way had a strange smile on her face.
"Recruiting models?" The young man with slicked-back hair suddenly became interested. "Well, then, how about me?"
"It's like this, sir. Our models need to fill out a special application form. Once they are selected, they can hang their photos in the store display cabinet for external publicity," the makeup artist said. "But we only recruit once every two weeks, and the application forms for this month have already been distributed."
"Look, those in the waiting area over there are the candidates who have registered this time."
"Ah? You still have vacancies..." The young man with slicked-back hair tilted his head and looked at it with regret, "Okay then."
He just turned his head, but he couldn't help but turn back, took a few more glances at the obviously disfigured applicant in the crowd, and complained, "You guys are really not picky when choosing models."
"It's like this, sir," the makeup artist followed his gaze and explained softly, "We only recognize the registration form, not the person. The models who first applied for the registration form need to be reviewed, but the strange thing is..."
She tilted her head slightly: "Every time, the people who finally come to take the model photos are never the ones who took the registration form in the beginning."
If the newcomers in the waiting area heard this, they might react immediately.
Yuan Shanming, who had disappeared for the whole morning, had indeed gone to prepare the props needed to trigger the ghost story.
He "took" these ten application forms from someone else.
*
In the distance, in the model waiting area, the newcomers who had just entered were immediately waiting for another team of Novice Village members.
"Yuan Shanming?" The leader of the team was a chubby guy with a round face, who seemed to be familiar with Yuan Shanming. "You're here to lead the team to do the [photography]?"
"Fatty Shi?" Yuan Shanming looked very surprised.
"Observe for yourself first. The ghost talk won't start until everyone is here," Yuan Shanming turned around and gave a few quick instructions before turning his attention back to Fatty Shi. "Why did you jump to S City?"
"Why are we jumping to S City? I've always led the team to N Port." Behind Fatty Shi was also a group of newcomers, but there were only eight of them. He took a few steps forward and stuffed himself into the sofa, letting out a long sigh. "You don't know, we fled to S City overnight last night."
"Ah?" Yuan Shanming was stunned. "There's a high-level super-large ghost story in Port N? Isn't there anyone who can organize a group to complete it together? Get some help!"
Isn’t N Port the place where the person who talked to Yuan Shanming before entering the Novice Village mentioned that he would lead the team to?
Bai Jinshu's ears twitched slightly. Instead of following the other newcomers to look around, he stopped and focused his attention.
"No way!" Fatty Shi was indignant. "What a ridiculous story! You don't know what happened over there!"
The eight newcomers brought by the fat man remained silent and just found a place to sit down.
"There's a Gu King in N Port," he gestured, "A crazy Gu King, you know?"
Gu King?
Bai Jinshu's eyes moved slightly. Could this have been done by a member of the foundation?
"Crazy?" Yuan Shanming asked in a subtle tone, "How crazy?"
"He's been killing like crazy," Fatty Shi's voice was getting lower and lower as he spoke, as if he was still frightened. "Not only are they talking about ghost stories, they're killing people, newcomers, and team leaders. I don't know which bastard did this. It's obviously not the right time... This shouldn't happen."
"Who was the one who often ran between W District and N Port? It was Lao You. He was killed by him. He was the only one left in the team. He was also a lunatic. Now I heard that he was following him to kill people. There were not many people in the N Port team to begin with, and now they are all running away!"
"Do you know who leads this team?" Yuan Shanming asked, "I have a friend who is also in Port N."
"I don't know." Fatty Shi lit a cigarette and took a deep puff. "We all said that his captain couldn't control him, so he killed his own captain first, and then started to attack other teams."
"Do you know what this Gu King is called? Do you have a photo of him? Is there any sign that he is running to other areas now?" Yuan Shanming sat forward.
Bai Jinshu also pricked up his ears subconsciously.
"I don't know. The whole N Port is running away. Everyone who has seen him is dead. Photos can't be sent out. God knows if he plans to go to other areas." Fatty Shi was in a daze for a while, took a few puffs of his cigarette, and put out the cigarette. "No one knows his name either. People in N Port call him 'the Gu King'."
This news was not good. Yuan Shanming sat back with a frown. Bai Jinshu also subconsciously pressed his knuckles against his solar plexus and turned around to walk towards the direction where the newcomers were gathering.
"By the way," Fatty Shi's voice sounded, "Although I don't know the name of the Gu King, the man who followed him to kill people was also crazy. His name has spread out. If you meet him, remember to avoid him."
"His name is Chu Shaomai," he said. "They said he was a very tall and thin man with a sickly pale cheek."
Chu Shaomai...
Bai Jinshu’s eyelids twitched.
It seems that this crazy Gu King is most likely one of them [0106].
What a genius in naming, Lu Changfeng...
Rice noodle rolls and siu mai, who taught you to name them like that? They are good names, don’t name them like that next time.
It is hard not to feel that this tall, thin, pale-cheeked fake identity is mixed with the fat man's true feelings.
*
Bai Jinshu stood among a group of newlyweds, half closing his eyes as he waited for the makeup artist to continue applying makeup on his face.
Models need to put on makeup and change clothes before taking photos. All the newlyweds who came here with their registration forms are now sitting in the dressing room.
Sitting next to him was Huang Mao, who seemed a little uncomfortable with others brushing his face. He moved around restlessly, and the makeup artist next to him scolded him, "Stop moving around. Can you be more quiet?"
"I... I'm not used to closing my eyes," Huang Mao struggled for a long time, but still didn't dare to close his eyes. He turned his head and said pitifully, "Sister, can I just do my makeup with my eyes open?"
"Do you still want to be a model?" The makeup artist didn't buy it at all. She sneered and put down her brush. "You've already submitted the application form. If you don't want to be made up, get out! Can you be more obedient like the person next to you?"
Bai Jinshu was sitting there quietly when he was suddenly called to open his eyes and look over.
"Brother Er..." Huang Mao turned around with a bitter face, "How dare you close your eyes here?"
This is a strange story! And it was Yuan Shanming who said he couldn't go into detail, so it's up to you to tell the strange story!
Although the worst case scenario is not death, this ghost story does not occupy one of the five places, which means that they have lost the basis for judging whether they have become a ghost story.
Before entering here, everyone was very cautious, fearing that they would enter into a strange story without knowing anything.
After entering this place, the barrage was abnormal and did not reveal a word. Xiaofei called "Brother" left and right for a long time, but he only got the answer "It depends on your ability".
As for the other newcomers who don’t have such a good relationship with the audience in the live broadcast room and have not cultivated the audience to help the anchor to pass the level, there is no need to mention it.
Several newcomers from other groups were already talking in low voices. Although they tried to lower their voices, the dressing room was too quiet and everyone could still hear what they were saying.
“The viewers in my livestream room didn’t say anything, except that they really liked [photography].”
“I tried to get some words out of them. The audience said that it was very convenient after getting the buff [from photography]. But they refused to say what it was convenient for.”
"Convenient?" The voice asked in confusion, "Isn't this a one-time resurrection armor? How is it convenient?"
"Who knows, this thing is like a second life. Maybe it's very convenient when exploring places where you are sure to die..."
It seems that they are not the only ones who are nervous. The other newcomers who came later had obviously been warned by the captain.
In this tense atmosphere, Er Si sat nearby, closing his eyes nonchalantly, waiting for the makeup artist who looked like a bad person to paint his face...
All the newcomers in Yuan Shanming's team widened their eyes in shock.
Is this the calmness of a big boss? !
The boss raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Huangmao and Xiaofei: "If you want to hear the truth, it's better to hear something nice."
Xiao Fei was confused: "Something nicer?"
Bai Jinshu nodded: "My job is related to this, so I'm used to closing my eyes."
As a star, he is indeed used to it.
But this is not a reason for him to close his eyes in such an environment surrounded by wolves.
"What about the truth?" Xiao Fei asked without any hesitation.
Bai Jin said: "Someone help me watch it."
He looked frankly at Huai Jiamu who was standing next to him.
With the evil god around, I don’t think this makeup artist would dare to do anything. Even if he does something, he will be reminded.
Xiao Fei: ...
Xiao Fei narrowed his eyes in pain: "...It's okay then."
Is this the legendary turning disadvantage into advantage? Being watched by such a mysterious monster brought out from the previous ghost story, he would not dare to close his eyes!
The female team members on the other side had already finished their makeup and changed their clothes and came over. Xiao Tang smiled and held a staff that should be a prop. He came over and stood in the dressing room: "Just close your eyes, I'll watch you."
The newcomers were almost in tears of gratitude, and a dozen unfamiliar team members next to them closed their eyes in fear. Soon, they also finished putting on their makeup.
A group of "models" dressed either gorgeously or exquisitely were lined up and walked towards the studio nervously. Their eyes were nervous and determined, as if they were not going to take a photo but to be tortured.
"Er Ge," seeing the opportunity, Xiao Fei and Huang Mao came closer again, and whispered with their scalps tingling under the gaze of the big monster, "We went to the back to watch while we were waiting."
"This photo studio is huge, 80% of which are various studios," Xiaofei said. "We didn't have time to go into every one of them, but we have already figured it out. Inside this studio, the first floor is the kind of studio for taking group photos or group photos. There are not many props in the room, and the decoration is not very special. Most of them are simple."
"The second floor should be a variety of European-style studios," he took out a notebook from his pocket, which was densely written, "Hanging in the corridors outside each floor are some previous art photos. That eyeball... is very strange. No matter from which angle you look at it, it seems to be looking at you."
"And Huangmao and I have tried it," he added, "It's not an illusion. The eyeball can move. I don't know if it's a special technology or... the person who took the photo has had an accident."
It’s scary to think that they will also go to take pictures next.
"What about the third floor?" Bai Jinshu asked, tilting his head.
"The third floor is a photo studio for various children," Huang Mao said, "The rooms are relatively small. We just happened to run into someone who brought his child here to take his 100th day photo. It didn't look like anything special."
Next, the two men briefly talked about other floors and other studios. All in all, no one discovered anything and just got a general familiarity with the terrain.
But Huangmao was sure that Yuan Shanming must have a deep meaning behind asking them to walk around, so the other newcomers who thought they had nothing to do followed him and walked around the entire floor.
As a result, after everyone went around in a circle, they not only felt unsure, but also became more anxious and worried.
"Brother Er, do you think that after we are photographed, we will..." Xiao Fei was halfway through his words when he suddenly heard someone calling him.
The newcomers who were also here to do this weird story all looked over.
"Xiao Fei!" In the studio, the cameraman looked over with a camera in hand. The assistant next to him was holding a list in his hand. "Hurry up, you are the first one in our studio."
Xiao Fei walked over with a look of resistance on his face, and the assistant started calling out other names.
Soon, the thirty or so newlyweds present were divided into seven or eight studios according to their clothing styles.
Bai Jinshu was put into a group with Huangmao and two other unfamiliar newcomers. Huangmao seemed absent-minded the whole time, as if he was daydreaming.
When Bai Jinshu entered the studio, his photographer was almost smiling like a flower. He glanced at him from time to time, and his mouth couldn't help but grin to his ears several times.
Literally, it reached the ears.
The skin on his face seemed to be torn apart in an instant, and densely packed sharp teeth could be seen along the corners of his mouth that had already reached his ears.
The gums in his mouth were bright red as if they were soaked in blood, and paired with the densely packed white teeth, one could not help but wonder if he had eaten something he shouldn't have before picking up the camera.
Bai Jinshu watched the photographer's mouth widen uncontrollably several times, and then he seemed to realize it and closed it, and he felt tired for him from the bottom of his heart.
If you want to laugh, feel free to laugh. Really, we are in the City of the Dead anyway, and we don’t expect to meet any human beings.
After all, there are relatively few humans who are as friendly to newcomers as the teahouse owner. Most undead are lucky enough to give everyone a good look during the day.
But this was obviously unexpected.
Bai Jinshu was that accident.
When the photographer's assistant tried to get close to him for the fourth time and touched his skin on the pretext of "adjusting accessories", not only Bai Jinshu, who had watched Huai Jiamu release his cold air to scare the other party away three times, couldn't stand it, but several other newcomers nearby couldn't stand it either.
"Oh my god..." A newcomer with curly hair couldn't help but complain, "Do you have to treat them differently so obviously? Dude, are you Tang Seng's flesh or the father of this photography assistant?"
Bai Jinshu: "Is this blessing given to you?"
Anyone could see that the assistant was spying on him.
【Welcome!】This buff is a bit too versatile. Not only can it steal other people's good ghost stories, but it can also increase your chances of triggering ghost stories. Not only can it effectively distinguish between humans and undead, but it can also make you the unlucky person that all undeads are watching.
This thing is simply like a replica of the fixed attributes of a foundation. There must be good and bad sides to it. It is impossible for you to benefit from it all alone, and it is also impossible for you to be unlucky forever.
It seems that the methods of capitalists are the same.
"Ahem..." The curly-haired man was obviously a little embarrassed when he spoke, "Not that bad, bro."
He was about to say something when the assistant called him by his name and asked him to go into the studio.
"Um..." He turned around and hesitated for a few seconds before entering the room. "Brother, let me set an example for everyone. If I can come back safely, I will tell you what it is like inside. If I can't come back, everyone should... take care of yourselves."
It seems that their captain has never told them what it's like in there.
However, with so many key elements appearing, everyone must have their own guesses. Bai Jinshu doesn't dare to say that his guess is correct, so he won't mislead others.
As soon as Curly went in, the atmosphere in the outside space became noticeably tense. As expected of everyone's nervousness, after more than ten minutes, Curly still didn't come out.
In contrast, the remaining few people were called into the studio one after another. Every time someone was called in, the newcomers outside would subconsciously tremble. In the end, only Huangmao and Bai Jinshu were left.
Finally, Huangmao also went in.
Bai Jinshu was sitting outside with his eyes half closed to rest. After a while, he was also called in.
There are several large fill lights in the studio and an old camera in the middle.
Seeing Bai Jinshu, the photographer slowly broke into an exaggerated smile.
"You stand at that position, yes, the third step from the bottom." He gestured to the camera for a long time.
Bai Jinshu looked around and didn't see anyone else, so he walked to the place the photographer pointed to.
"Look at the camera, look here--" the photographer raised his hand.
"Yes, yes, that's the expression," he held the camera, an intoxicated look on his face, his mouth widened and his dense white teeth became more and more obvious. Just as he pressed the shutter, a pair of cold hands grabbed his wrists.
The smile on the photographer's face froze.
"You..." He turned to look at the hands that were holding him down.
When he met those eyes, he was suddenly stunned for a second, and the word "fear" appeared vividly on his face.
And his fear had just begun.
The smile on Bai Jinshu's face gradually deepened.
"Let me see what you are going to do." He tumbled down the stairs lightly and walked in front of the camera.
"But I didn't expect you to answer me." He walked around Huai Jiamu naturally and took the camera from the shelf. "I believe in actions more than words."
"Look here," he held up the camera.
The photographer looked over subconsciously.
Then, his face turned pale: "No, no, no, no, no! No!"
With a "click".
The photographer in front of him suddenly turned into a two-dimensional piece of paper, swaying and falling to the ground.
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