Facing the cheers from all over the world, Brett was a little bit stuck.
He didn't want to perform in front of the public the classic clip of spring comes and all things come back to life in the animal world.
However, the audience and the show crew did not let him go, and the ruined stage did not make them worry that the show with beauties would not be available at the end. Even the blonde beauty was eager to try: "I think you are under my mouth." It won't last for two hours."
Brett had to put him down. When he caught him just now, his arm almost broke, and it still hurts a little now.
His eyes wandered around the VIP seats in the stands, and when he saw that handsome and cold face, his eyes lightened slightly.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Brett walked up to the trainer who was enjoying the show not far away, and said to him in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Hey, help me."
This is the first time Brett asks for help in this world, not because he is weak, he can barely cope with no one to help, isn't it because he is a virgin, and he won't suffer if he loses it. Rather, he wanted to experiment with the possibility of building alliances in this world.
He keenly noticed the program group's respect for the trainers. He speculated that this is probably because the contestants are all the property of the program group, so the program group has always been very tough on them, and the trainers are independent and free people, so they are treated fairly and politely. treat.
As a poor little slave, his ability to fight alone is limited after all. If there is a relatively independent third party to help, not to mention a lot of help, at least he will be well informed.
Hodge felt bored looking at the man who bumped into his trap in a daze.
Yes, boring.
Is it so easy to get it? Just tell a little lie and be successful? It's boring.
Forget it, anyway, I have nothing else to do right now.
Hodge raised his chin arrogantly, and gave the person in charge of the scene a look. The latter immediately understood, gave Bright a wink, and asked people to drag the beauties and beasts off the stage, and the patients who should be treated were also carried away. And the venue for the final performance was arranged according to the plan. In order to enhance the atmosphere, the program team also arranged for the backup dancers to participate in the celebration party after the performance to satisfy the wishes of the contestants.
None of this had anything to do with Brett, whose full attention was on Hodge.
The trainer's expression just now made Brett suddenly feel a strong sense of unease. He thought of something and had a flash of inspiration, but the flash of inspiration disappeared immediately, and he couldn't catch it.
"Follow." Hodge ordered coldly, and Brett followed him away before he had time to think about it.
The room arranged by the program team was very luxurious. Under the warm lighting, the cool-toned room looked less impersonal. The carpet was soft and thick. As soon as Brett walked in, he felt himself sinking a bit.
Is this the difference between a free man and a slave
He strengthened his belief in fighting desperately for freedom.
After entering the room, Hodge ignored him and went to the bathroom by himself. When he came out, he was surprised to find that Brett had found a set of bedding in a certain cabinet and had already made a bed on the floor.
Hodge: "..."
He felt aggrieved and wanted to open the head of the slave in front of him to see the circuit inside, but this strong emotion soon sank in his chest. He has always been like this, and his calmness and ruthlessness have been written into the inner city. Human genes, and slaves are not worthy of his emotional fluctuations.
Bright is still testing, testing Hodge's bottom line, and it doesn't look like this potential ally is too upset about his move, which means he has no interest in his cucumbers and/or asses, which is great, Bright has A feeling of relief. God knows how difficult it is to find a person who is pure and ascetic in this materialistic world.
Little do they know that other people are not without desires, they are just picky. Moreover, the other party didn't take him seriously at all, and treated him as a piece of dough that could be flattened and rounded, so there was no need to be angry.
The dough goes to the bathroom and comes back wet, perfect for grilling or baking, it can withstand high temperatures, and it can be cooked to get the best texture, crisp on the outside and soft on the inside, like pizza.
Hodge sat on the sofa and looked at the interesting man with cold eyes.
He didn't lie down on the bed, because it would seem that he was acquiescing to the practice of sleeping slaves separately, which is ridiculous. He thought he could make slaves cry, and his air pressure began to drop when he thought about it.
"Is that blonde not to your taste?" Hodge asked.
Brett, sitting on the floor in a bathrobe, honestly said, "Not doing it because there is no emotional basis."
Love without emotion is not love. Wei Guangzheng thought so.
Hodge had a strange expression. He looked at Brett, as if he was studying a fossil dug out of the soil, or a strange species from another world. After finding out that the other party was serious, he said with "the earth revolves around the sun" The tone of common sense taught this bumpkin outsider a lesson.
"Science has proved that love is a fallacy, a civilized word invented by humans relative to desire, and an illusion produced by the human brain due to chemical substances." His eyes are full of sympathy for mental retardation-if he has such emotions.
Bright didn't go through the compulsory education here, so he didn't intend to argue with him, and besides, he certainly couldn't argue with the other party. Moreover, he came to find an ally. Does the ally's view of love have anything to do with him
"It's like faith, some people believe in God and some don't.
"So you're the kind of person who believes in love."
Brett didn't go any further on this topic.
Hodge felt that this slave became more interesting again. He was tired of destroying the ordinary body/body and spirit. It was even more interesting to destroy the precious soul and belief. The fruit will also be very luscious.
Let him believe that he has obtained love, and finally destroy the love he mistakenly thought, completely destroy his will, and conquer his soul! Isn't it wonderful
The extremely handsome man felt the thrill of excitement, the toes in the slippers curled up, and the muscles in the snow-white calf tensed.
Brett was lowering his head to apply medicine to his arm. He was injured when he rescued the beauty before. At this time, he still felt a little pain. He found this medicine in the drawer of the room. The description on it said that it can effectively relieve muscle pain. He He didn't really want to think about where this sweet-smelling medicine was originally used, because the program group has very strict control over weapons, medicines and other materials, so he wanted to try it when he saw it.
"Our cultural performance is over, are you leaving soon?"
Whether you go or not depends on your mood. See how the program group plays with you. If it is interesting enough, of course I will stay and watch. Hodge said slyly: "It depends on the arrangement of the program group."
Bright nodded to express understanding, and said calmly: "I don't know when we will meet next time." It would be great if I could reveal some news about the program.
Hodge is very satisfied that the slave seems to have a good impression of his status as a "trainer". Apart from the bonus of appearance, there should be other factors. Is it because he didn't take the pole and told him to do it, or did he want to collect information from himself
The slave's carefulness added fun to the game. Hodge found a pair of transparent gloves in the drawer and said, "Your left hand is inconvenient."
Bright, the right-hander, agreed to the act of increased intimacy and trust, with Hodge sliding and kneading his gloved hand over his own arm, from deltoid to bicep, elbow to wrist.
The muscles under the palm are firm and elastic, with smooth and graceful lines, and they are delicious no matter they are stir-fried or grilled. Hodge is very satisfied. He felt the pulse beating full of vitality, and curled up his beautiful lips: "We will meet again."
The author has something to say: Bright after many years: I can’t blame others for being blind
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Catching bugs~Thank you Danzhu for not being a horse (づ￣3￣)づ