Xia Yi shrugged and didn't speak. He walked slowly to the side of the ponytail, squatted down to take a look, and muttered to himself: "Can npcs fit into the space?"
The live broadcast room burst into laughter, joking about what Xia Yikui was talking about again.
Xia Yihui was not affected by the barrage at all, and still looked at Zhang Qingyu extremely seriously.
Of course he wasn't joking when he asked this question.
Think about it, Ponytail has already seen her vicious appearance, if she is just let go like this, there will be no time for a meal, and the whole country will know that he is a 'madman who kills without batting an eye'.
The first thing to face is the pressure of public opinion on the plot of the copy, and maybe there will be plots such as police laundering in the future.
The second is ooc pressure. Ponytail felt that Xia Yihui was a murderer, so when he took out the knife, his physical strength remained unchanged.
But other people don't think so, once someone thinks: Ah, Xia Yihui is completely different from what he imagined!
Needless to say, what awaited Xia's return would be a non-stop plunge in physical strength.
So no matter how you say it, you must not let the second npc see the ponytail. After thinking about it, space is a good way for Tibetans.
Thinking of this, Xia Yihui pinched the back of the ponytail's neck with one hand, trying to summon the space. However, the space that usually comes with a wave of hands seems to be out of order at this moment, and there is no response at all.
"Living things cannot fit into space." Zhang Qingyu's voice sounded at the right time.
The barrage also scrolled.
—Don’t waste your energy, I know you’re a coward, hahaha…
— Xia Xia is still bullying npc today.
—Can I hide the wardrobe? Arrange someone to squat next to her, and the woman will be knocked out when she wakes up, and she will be knocked out when she wakes up...
"'Living creatures' are not allowed." Xia Yihui grasped Zhang Qingyu's words keenly, and raised his eyebrows: "Then dead ones are fine?"
Zhang Qingyu frowned, and when he glanced at the ponytail, he seemed to suddenly realize something. The frown suddenly relaxed, and he said lightly: "You can try it."
There was a barrage in the live broadcast room, and then, the overwhelming '6666666' maxed out the full screen. The people squatting in front of the computer desktops all opened their mouths wide open, staring at Xia Yihui on the screen in amazement.
The werewolf killing copy does not need a campus arena. Who knows if killing the npc will cause any butterfly reaction, making the plot of the dungeon even worse.
Many people tried to dissuade Xia Yi from being too turbulent.
The young man seemed to have not seen the barrage, with a leisurely smile on his face, and a very casual squatting posture.
He looked like a son of a family who tended flowers and plants in the backyard, not at all like someone who could say such chilling words.
Without waiting for Zhang Qingyu's response, Xia Yihui approached the ponytail lying on the ground step by step.
Ponytail seemed to have passed out, motionless.
He purposely put the tip of the knife on the wall, every time he took a step, the tip of the knife would scratch off a thin layer of wall skin. The generously sprinkled wall dust spreads a layer of silver film on the ground in the corner.
At the same time, the piercing sound of fingernails rubbing against the wall scratched people's eardrums.
The ponytail trembled imperceptibly.
Seeing this scene, instead of being surprised, Xia Yikui smiled as expected. After thinking about it, he didn't stop, but slowed down slightly.
The longer the time before Ling Chi drags on, the greater the fear in people's hearts will be.
Until the moment when the tip of the knife reached Ponytail's throat, Ponytail couldn't get up. It is no exaggeration to say that she felt like a fish on a chopping board, no matter how she turned over, she couldn't turn over the knife in Xia Yihui's hand.
"Are you afraid?" Xia Yihui said softly.
The ponytail trembled all over, his eyes were tightly closed, and tears flowed down his face.
"Don't worry, it will be soon. It won't hurt at all." Xia Yi's voice became softer, as if talking to a little lover, the gentleness was almost like him.
But Ponytail didn't feel this tenderness at all at the moment. He felt that Xia Yihui was like Satan whispering, and there was a sin that could not be concealed under the gentle appearance.
The tip of the knife pierced into the skin fiercely, not piercing deeply, nor hurting the blood vessels, but enough to stimulate the pain-sensing nerves of the ponytail.
In the ear, the gentle and hoarse voice continued.
"First the skin, then the meat. After removing the skin on the neck, it is the tissues and organs... I will preserve every organ of yours so that they will always be fresh~"
After the initial fear, Ponytail was now numb with fear.
She felt a burning pain in her neck. If the kick just now could kick Zhong Xia once, the latter should also have pain in this part.
Is it a coincidence
With mixed emotions, Ponytail opened his eyes.
The sight is the straight scalpel on the throat, this panic is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
She has taken off her police uniform, and her ponytail is just a female police student who has just left school. She has only heard of horrific incidents such as murder, dismemberment, and cooking of human flesh from the mouths of her predecessors. case.
Now all of a sudden, she became the victim of a serial murder case of human skinning. This gap brought not only fear, but also regret.
Why did she want to provoke the devil Xia Yihui in the first place? Thinking about it now, how could Xia Yihui be taken care of by Zhang Qingyu.
How could this kind of lunatic accept that he was inferior to others
"Ah..." Opening her mouth slightly, more blood flowed down her neck. Even though her lips can move now, her current physical condition does not allow her to call for help.
She could only make a weak voice, "You, what do you want to do?"
Xia Yi smiled lightly, "What do you think?"
Ponytail looked desperately at Xia Yihui's bright face.
It is said that the more beautiful a person is, the more cruel-hearted he is. Three days ago, she had always felt that this was not true.
At that time, in her heart, Ma Lianshan was good-looking and kind, while Xia Yi was good-looking but stupid.
Today, look at the past in a blink of an eye.
Where is Ma Lianshan kind? Using the news of the death of his biological mother and biological father, he fabricated facts and fabricated articles in order to eradicate enemies on his way forward. Such a person, not to mention being kind, has even abandoned the most basic moral bottom line of being a human being.
And Xia Yihui, seeing the scene in front of him, how dare ponytail say Xia Yihui is stupid.
The stupid one is obviously her, and all of them.
Thinking of this, Ponytail closed her eyes in pain, she didn't even have the courage to look at Xia Yihui again, she just choked up and said: "It's okay to kill me, but I beg you, don't hurt my colleague, She... she likes your..."
Until hearing these words, Xia Yihui finally couldn't control his laughter.
He pulled out the scalpel and said with a smile, "Who said I'm going to kill you?"
Ponytail opened his eyes abruptly, and looked at Xia Yihui in a daze.
The devil in her heart was smiling brightly and kindly at the moment, shrugged and said: "I saw you pretending to be dizzy again, just to scare you."
The ponytail dizziness was really dizzy at first, and Xia Yihui would never be wrong. But halfway through, she woke up, still fell to the ground and pretended to be faint. Seeing this, the bad thoughts in Xia Yihui's heart naturally rose.
And Zhang Qingyu also had a tacit understanding in this regard, and was willing to accompany him to fool ponytails. To be honest, Xia Yihui was quite surprised.
On the other side, Ponytail opened and closed her mouth several times but failed to speak. Finally, she looked at Xia Yihui with a complicated expression and said, "You are not a serial murderer from the Hundred Flowers Ceremony."
Generally speaking, serial murderers have the same modus operandi. There are now five victims in the Hundred Flowers Ceremony.
Among them, the only thing in common is that they were killed with one blow, and there was no trace of torture.
Although Xia Yihui's identity is suspicious, it has different characteristics from the suspects wanted this time.
Ponytail was about to ask a question when his neck hurt, and he fell into a coma this time.
Xia Yihui stood up, looked around the room, and said helplessly: "You can't let other people come in this room."
The walls were covered in dust, and there were bloodstains on the walls. This is nothing, there is a half-dead person lying on the key ground, from this point of view, it is a proper murder scene.
"The space can't accommodate dead people, and this woman can't be killed. But we don't have extra manpower to watch her make no mess..." Xia Yihui looked at Zhang Qingyu in distress, and said, "Do you have any good ways to deal with her? "
Zhang Qingyu didn't answer directly, but brought up another matter, "Are you going to rehearsal?"
Xia Yi was taken aback for a moment, nodded and said, "The manager said so, of course I'm going."
Zhang Qingyu said: "Ma Lianshan and Li Bier will attack during the daytime today. If you go out, you will stand in the clear."
Xia was silent once in a while, and now his life was not just his own. As the last god in the game, his life is related to the survival of the human camp, as well as the outcome of the entire game.
This is difficult.
If you don't go, you will be ooc, if you go, you will jump into the fire pit again. The two roads in front of him are full of pitfalls, so how should he choose
"What do you mean?" Xia Yi looked at Zhang Qingyu.
After pointing out this problem, that Zhang Qingyu must have thought of some solution, since that's the case, it doesn't hurt to listen to it.
Zhang Qingyu said calmly, "Let's do it first."
"Start first?" Xia Yihui's pupils shrank, and he immediately reacted, "If it's a rehearsal, Ma Lianshan and I are both stars, so we should meet directly. And Li Bier..."
"Leave it to me." Zhang Qingyu's voice didn't fluctuate much, "I'll kill him."
Xia made a reply every time, but did not refute.
He had fought against Ma Lianshan at the press conference before, and the opponent's skills were average, and his ability to survive the copy of the campus arena should be due to his skills or weapons.
So the solution to deal with Ma Lianshan is very simple, that is to find a place with a lot of people to attack. If Ma Lianshan cared about his stamina, he wouldn't show off his skills and weapons easily.
On the contrary, Li Bier is more difficult to deal with, because Li Bier can use skills and weapons on the dark side.
Being able to play the werewolf killing dungeon, I knew with my toes that Li Bier was definitely not an easy person. This is also making it more difficult to kill him.
Ma Lianshan was restrained by Xia Yihui, and Li Bier handed it over to Zhang Qingyu. If these two people were killed directly during the day today, then the fifth killing night would not come.
Think about it in another way, they think so, and of course the werewolves think the same way.
If the two gods are killed during the day, the game will also end.
So during the rehearsal, Ma Lianshan had a great chance to make a move, but he didn't know how he would do it.
After everything was arranged, Xia Yihui started to have trouble with the ponytail on the ground again.
You can't kill, you can't kill, you can't hide...
Suddenly, Xia Yihui's eyes lit up, "I know who to give this npc to watch."
…
According to the guidance of the phone, Xia Yihui finally found the public dressing room that the manager mentioned.
Before large-scale rehearsals, generally only the high-ranking actor and actress are eligible to use the independent dressing room. A rookie like him who has just become popular and has a shallow foundation can only squeeze together with others.
Before approaching the dressing room, Xia immediately felt the lively atmosphere.
From afar, I saw a house with its door open, and people were coming in and out.
There are reporters with baseball caps holding papers, videographers with cameras and more staff members of the clothing and watch department holding more than a dozen suits and dresses.
These people are dressed in different ways, and they all have a unique industry characteristic in them, and they can almost distinguish the difference at a glance.
Similar to journalists, these people generally have a common characteristic, that is, they always hold a small notebook in their hands, and they also have a ballpoint pen pinned to their chest pockets. Most of the time, the standard configuration behind them is a strong young man carrying a camera.
Literary and artistic workers like Xia Yihui naturally have a distinctive temperament and posture.
Recall the character of the dungeon: coquettish bitch.
Xia Yihui straightened his back and raised his eyebrows. At that moment, he seemed to be a different person.
No matter how hurried the passing crowd was, they couldn't help but glance at him. That line of sight is curious with inquiry, and in the inquiry reveals admiration that is not easy to detect.
Just as they were about to show off their acting skills, they hadn't taken two steps when the debate in the dressing room suddenly increased.
"Don't be complacent, in my opinion, Xia won't be popular for long once!"
"Hehe, it's enough to be redder than your family's Ma."
"You, don't be too happy! One day Xia Yihui will also decline!"
"Hahaha, it's okay, as long as Ma Lianshan declines first..."
Hearing the familiar voice of her manager, Xia Yihui didn't delay anymore, and hurriedly approached the dressing room with three steps at a time.
The crowd gave way one after another, and the bustling aisle unexpectedly emptied a way for Xia Yihui.
Xia Yi raised his eyebrows and walked straight over.
When I turned around the door, I saw a circle of encirclement. In the center is the agent, surrounded by another woman, who looks familiar, but I can't remember it for a while.
After being reminded by the barrage, Xia Yihui remembered who this person was.
— Ma Lianshan's manager, Yang Ting.
Xia Yihui didn't know that his manager had a dispute with Yang Ting, but just judging from the hostile relationship between himself and Ma Lianshan, he could also guess that the relationship between the two must be on fire.
The encirclement was so noisy that no one noticed Xia Yihui's arrival. The latter was also happy and at ease, only Shi Shiran walked to the table and chairs, lowered his head and played with his mobile phone.
Generally speaking, a place like a dressing room must have an extremely open environment.
But first the dressing room he was in seemed bigger. If you guessed right, the walls on both sides are likely to have been opened up. The three houses were directly opened up, and a large piece was dug out in the middle to make a temporary public dressing room.
There are seven makeup chairs on the left wall, and seven on the right. In the middle of the house is a long row of makeup tables, with a total of 14 makeup chairs on the front and back sides.
The overall layout is in the shape of a 'face', with three rows of make-up chairs in the middle left, and the whole room can accommodate 28 celebrities to do make-up.
The manager and Yang Ting quarreled in the makeup chair on the right, and that area was full of people.
Xia Yi sat in the upper left corner of them. This place was a blind spot, so it was difficult to be noticed.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and the dispute between the two female fighters seemed to have no signs of stopping.
Until four o'clock in the afternoon, the noise gradually died down.
Before leaving, Yang Ting glanced at Xia Yihui resentfully, Xia Yihui raised her eyes, and showed Yang Ting a perverse smile.
Yang Ting paused, slammed the door in embarrassment, and escaped from this humiliating place.
The sound of rattling high-heeled shoes approached, Xia Yihui raised his eyes and said with a smile, "You won the fight?"
The agent rolled his eyes, "That's right, you don't even look at who I am."
As she said that, a big smile bloomed on her face, and she seemed to be in a good mood.
Before confronting Yang Ting, the manager was always unconfident. She always thought that Xia Yi poached Ma Lianshan's corner, and with this relationship, she would be a little weaker against Yang Ting.
But it's different now, it's all torn up anyway, so why bother. Thinking of his big gamble that day, the broker was extremely glad that he had bet on the right stock, and chose to trust Xia Yihui.
To be able to scold so heartily, and even make the other party run away with tail between their legs...
One word, cool!
The agent waved excitedly to call the makeup artist, his eyes sparkled, and he said excitedly: "How can you be so coquettish! Today we, Xia Xia, will be the most beautiful cubs in the Hundred Flowers Festival!"
After finishing speaking, she turned her head abruptly, and ordered Xia once, "Close your eyes."
"..." Xia Yi closed his eyes full of resistance.
During the entire makeup process, the agent seemed to have been given a lot of blood, and he couldn't wait to do it himself.
"Here, be more aggressive with your eyebrows!"
"Wait a minute, I don't want to grow my eyebrows so long."
…
"Nose shadow! Heavy nose shadow!"
"I don't think I need nose shadow."
…
"Tear mole, tear mole is also deepened with eyeliner!"
"Can you listen to me..."
The makeup artist has been in the industry for many years, and she is considered a veteran, and she is used to strong winds and waves. But to be honest, most of the celebrities develop in a friendly and easy-going way. It's really rare for a manager to be so keen on dressing his own artist in a "fierce" way.
Even so, she abides by professional ethics and strives to meet the requirements of her agent on the basis of beauty.
After a lot of tossing, Xia Yihui's makeup was basically completed.
After waiting for a long time, the insiders who had already finished their makeup and interviews finally stopped their endless awkward chats and looked around the corner full of curiosity.
I heard that after Xia Yihui's nomination this time, he had a three-minute time for a solo song, so this time the makeup artist put on stage makeup for him.
Everyone was curious, as an actor, Xia once put on stage makeup, what would happen
—It should be neither fish nor fowl.
Many people think so.
After the make-up artist and manager stepped aside, the full picture of Xia Yihui in the mirror finally appeared.
At this moment, even the insiders who were used to seeing all kinds of beauties in the circle froze in place.
After a long, long time, I don't know who made a small complaint, which awakened everyone who was addicted to beauty.
"Xia once returned to this makeup... the fuck is trying to mess things up..."