Chapter 361 Extra - Talent Show 11
Number 20 almost fainted from the pain several times, but was forced to stay awake because of the pain.
At the critical moment, he finally remembered how to deal with it.
There was no need to deliberately build up emotions or act out any drama; his current situation was enough to make him heartbroken.
Number 20's tears flowed loudly, and his loud wails were just as loud as those of Number 72, making just as much noise.
The students around him were frightened by him, and moved away from him in panic, looking around in confusion.
I don’t understand why he is crying...Huh? Why is the chin of No. 20 peeling?
hiss! The skin peeling is quite serious! The blood is flowing out!
The Painted Skin Ghost, whose skin had not yet been peeled off, stared at No. 20 who had passed the standard and was crying. He unwillingly grabbed her hand again before letting go angrily and returning to the mirror.
Number 20, who had escaped death, fell to his knees on the ground trembling, not even daring to touch his chin. His facial features were distorted in pain, and his tears flowed more and more violently.
He wanted medical staff to treat him, but no medical staff showed up.
On the 20th, he remembered that only the first place in the audience vote could have this treatment, so he hurriedly cried to the audience and begged for votes.
But this time, no matter how much he begged, he didn't get the result he wanted.
[Tsk, last time I gave you treatment because I was afraid you would die, but this time I just peeled off your skin, and only a small part of your chin, what a fart of treatment. 】
[That's a nice thought. If his entire face was peeled off, I might still be able to vote for him. 】
[This Painted Skin Ghost's hand speed is not good. You can tell at a glance that he has not been single since birth. 】
[The peony must be at least twenty years old to be effective. One year less will not have the same flavor. 】
[Today is a good day~ What a good day~ Listening to his screams, I am so, so happy! 】
[Not only is he a scumbag, he is also a legal expert. He deserves to be exposed! 】
First it was number 72, then number 20. Even though they still saw nothing, the students were sure that there was indeed something wrong with these mirrors.
Judging from their reactions…is there something in the mirror?
And that thing can only be seen by the person involved.
Everyone was confused and confused, and subconsciously moved away from the mirror, gathering closely in the center of the venue.
Feng Ming spoke again after a long time.
"Now it's time to laugh."
Everyone: “?”
Although the big guy looked confused, he still reflexively gave a fake smile.
The Painted Skin Ghost hiding in the mirror chose number 72 again.
As soon as No. 72 saw that he had become different in the mirror, he knew that something was wrong.
This guy has found him again!
What a monster! Why did they catch only him and pull out the sheep?
Can we treat everyone equally? Divide equally!
The Painted Skin Ghost came out of the mirror and approached No. 72 with familiarity. This time it didn't say a word and went straight to the point.
Waving the nails, ready to start work.
But there is no doubt about it, No. 72 has it!
"Stop! I'm laughing! I'm laughing! Stop it now!"
He could only curse in his heart, is this monster blind? Or are you pretending to be ignorant even though you know the truth?
Don’t even think about it! He firmly protects his skin!
The Painted Skin Ghost paused, looked at the miserable smile on No. 72's face, was silent for a moment, then changed his position and continued to steal.
"Your smile is too fake, it's not up to standard. Since you smiled after all, I won't peel your face."
As he spoke, he tore off the skin on the back of No. 72's left hand and put it on his own hand. He nodded with satisfaction, turned back to the mirror, and chose his next partner.
Number 72 screamed and grabbed his left wrist. The heart-wrenching pain almost made him pass out.
It was just a little bit short, causing him to only be able to feel the severe pain while conscious.
Everyone saw the bloody mess on the back of No. 72's left hand, and there were gasps of shock from people on the field.
The big guy touched the back of his hand with trembling lips and felt a dull pain.
They quickly widened the smiles at their mouths, trying to look sincere, and their eyes were narrowed into slits, for fear of revealing the tragedy deep in their eyes.
Feng Mingzhi: "Shy."
Everyone: “…”
There are ten thousand ugly words in my heart that I dare not say out loud.
The student who was smiling brightly in the last second, lowered his head quickly in the next second, trying to appear shy.
Unfortunately, they have never experienced this kind of emotion in the real world, so don't expect them to understand it out of thin air even after they die.
His eyes were twitching, his eyelids were fluttering back and forth, and his lips were pursed with a look of gritted teeth.
It has nothing to do with shyness.
It's more like being possessed.
Eighteen is an actor in the real world, but he is an actor with no acting skills. He is also unwilling to study hard and has made no progress in the ten years since he entered the industry.
Now he finally regrets it deeply.
If he had known that the day would come when he would have to use his acting skills to save himself, he would have signed up for acting lessons.
But after all, he had been in the business for ten years, so No. 18 put his skills to good use, silently holding his breath and making his face turn red.
Being shy is just blushing.
He felt that his performance was still much better than others, and it shouldn't be his turn anyway...
A faint stench of decay came, and sharp nails cut through his clothes and landed on his back.
An enchanting female voice sounded behind No. 18, with obvious disdain in it.
"You're holding your breath. What does that have to do with shyness?"
The Painted Skin Ghost complained, but his hands moved quickly and he peeled off the skin on No. 18's entire back.
“Aaaaaaah!”
Number 18 screamed and rolled his eyes, becoming the first person to faint from the pain.
The Painted Skin Ghost pinched the skin in his hand and pressed it against his own body, then used his long nails to poke a hole in No. 18's back.
"Don't sleep during class."
Number 18 woke up screaming in pain again.
[I recorded it and listened to it every day before going to bed to calm my mind. 】
[Listen to it a few more times, and I think we will be able to reincarnate soon. 】
What immoral thing has this person done again? Need help voting? 】
[Yes, yes. Thank you sister for your help. Let me introduce it to you. 】
Eighteen is an actor with no acting skills, but he has been in this industry for such a long time. He has a car and a house, and his manuscripts amount to over eight figures. In addition to his good looks, the most important point is that he is a master of PUA.
Especially pua fans.
These wealthy and beautiful female fans actually became his invisible harem under his manipulation.
Rich people spend money on him, buying him all kinds of big brands, clothes, shoes, watches, and even his underwear is bought by fans.
The good-looking ones would sleep with him anytime and anywhere. When he received a phone call, they would travel to his bedside at their own expense.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com