1.
While Didi was eating ice cream, Xia Tian browsed through various information.
He first watched the scene of his own death in the last scene of the third round. It looked like a big tragedy movie. He himself was moved by watching it, but it was a bit miserable at the time.
He watched with great interest the way Bai Jing'an kept walking and killed the lizardman with one sword, as if no monster wanted to block his steps. He is a fighter, and definitely an old hand, Xia Tian is familiar with this kind of scene, knows that kind of anger that kills red eyes on the battlefield.
He didn't know what Bai Jing'an had done, but he definitely didn't just stay in the upper city for simulation training.
Then he also immediately read what Bai Jingan said was "everywhere on the Internet".
Bai Jing'an didn't mention his life experience before, Xia Tian guessed that his life was not very good before, some things make people uncomfortable just thinking about them, so he can only pretend that they don't exist.
But now it's all over the place.
Bai Jing'an's father, named Bai Xiaoqi, died in the 182nd killing show. Xia Tian discovered that he had seen that face in the death collection, and it was a frequent visitor. Some gangsters tied him up in the bathroom, poured fuel oil on him and burned him to death. Not much oil, so it took him a while to die.
Those people also hung the charred corpse outside the building as a warning.
At that time, Bai Jingan was six years old, and he and his mother saw this scene in front of the terminal. Later, in the medical records, it was shown that he developed severe anorexia nervosa and vomited everything he ate.
Bai Xiaoqi signed the contract with the Fujin Group because of his wife's genetic disease. He obviously didn't think he would die, but any optimistic estimate is unrealistic in the killing show.
It's hard to imagine what Bai Jing'an was thinking when he was still a child at that time, but when he saw his father being burned alive, he must have clearly realized that he would eventually stand on that field, and he would not be able to escape no matter what.
His mother had a mental problem and often wandered around the streets in a daze. A year later, she fell into Xiangri Lake, and they informed him to identify the body. Seven-year-old Bai Jing'an signed and then went home. The TV station did a live broadcast of the funeral, but he didn't show up.
Xia Tian did not look down again.
The music of the video is very lyrical, sad and helpless, but for him, it is very simple to understand: he remembers the way Bai Jingan grabbed him at the end of the third round.
He touched his neck, as if he could still feel that heat, which was deeply imprinted in his body like the coldness of death.
Xia Tian knew that expression, it was a face deeply aware of loss and despair.
When the terminal is turned off in summer, the gorgeous color of the homepage fades away. He turned his head and saw Bai Jing'an sitting on the sofa next to him, persuading Didi to eat the ice cream, and assured her that there would be more tomorrow, and she didn't have to keep putting it like this, sometimes you just have to hurry up and enjoy life.
She ate nervously.
Xia Tian thought about it, and didn't know what to say to Bai Jing'an. There are too many bad things these days, and words can't finish it, so he reached out and patted him on the shoulder.
"We'll be fine," he said.
Bai Jing'an glanced at him and said, "This is not realistic at all."
"I know." Xia Tian said, "but it will be fine."
Then he turned around and went to get another ice cream for himself, and said to Bai Jing'an, "When is dinner?"
After they finished their meal, not long after nightfall, Haida came to visit, bringing all kinds of behavioral warnings and work arrangements after becoming a star, and took them to the banquet.
Dee Dee had gone to bed early, she was so tired that she fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed, and the banquet in Uptown had just begun.
The new summer clothes occupy two rooms, and there is no end in sight, and it is said that it will continue to increase over time. At the same time, he got a stylish brand-name car with a streamlined shape and a murderous look. It is said that it was specially designed for him, and the same model has already been sold.
It couldn't be more enjoyable, he thought. Changed into a new dress, drove a sports car with an arrogant face, and came to the banquet with two companions.
When he walked into the hall, he was greeted with a lot of eyes, smiles and cameras.
Bai Jingan walked beside him, looking happy that he wasn't drawing attention, and he kept regretting the scene at the end of the third round.
Compared with the disastrous dinner party in the second round, this place is more luxurious, which makes people feel that the former is just sending the rednecks away, and this is the place where the real uptown people are active.
The drinks flowed through the crowd, the decor, drinks and refreshments jumped several notches, everyone was laughing and looking so happy, and the resources around were endless.
Xia Tian walked in, and was immediately involved in the endless luxury banquets of the upper world.
Compared with the cruelty of the killing show, the banquet has a sense of division.
Xia Tian soon can't remember how many people have patted his shoulders, talked to them, and congratulated him on his achievements in the third round.
Brutal Killing is quite an achievement here. They say that a certain move is too cool, or that a star likes him and probably would love to sleep with him. Others yelled that he was extremely charismatic and that's good, that's how he survived, and the kill show was always talking about strength and courage, but charisma was what the business was about.
Here, the bloody and brutal events of the previous few days have become gossip, the same thing as the style of someone's dress, or the decoration style of the arena.
Haida introduced several important people to them, and he tried to remember the names at the beginning of Xia Tian, but he soon fainted.
The image curator quickly disappeared into the crowd, and he became followed wherever he went. He saw Doug in a flash in this shining world. The guy was dressed in a formal suit, very handsome, and his miserable appearance on the field seemed to be in a parallel world.
They said hello and parted in a hurry, the man drinking too much and looking like he didn't want to have any conversation.
Xia Tian knows that Doug is now worth a lot of money, all because of his excellent performance on the killing show.
——After getting separated from Xia Tian, Doug and Feng Dan confronted a...a giant mutant creature like a snake or something. Its head was covered with bone spurs, like an oversized mace.
In one blow, it twisted its body violently, and a bone spur came from Doug's back. Seeing Feng Shuang, who was fighting fiercely, he suddenly stepped forward and pushed Doug away.
The bone spur pierced him completely, shattering ribs, scraping past the heart, and piercing the lobes of the lungs. Doug jumped up and thrust his sword into the snake's brain cavity.
It lunged forward, and Doug stepped aside as he drew a sword and stabbed seven inches into it. The blow finally took effect, and it hit a side stone wall, stopped, and died.
Doug walked over, stared at Feng Dan who was still hanging on the bone spur for a while, then removed him from the top, laid him flat, stared at him for a few seconds, and then dragged him to a safer place next to him.
After that, two mutant creatures came over, and he killed one and seriously injured the other. Feng Dan has been in a coma, and Doug just needs to walk away and let it go, and he will die. But he kept standing there, saving his life.
— Xia Tian took a look at the attention of this scene when reviewing the third round of the decisive battle. Doug said he didn't want to make fun of it, but judging by the purchases and reviews, it must be worth a party and a big bonus from the planning team.
They survived the final battle, and their value increased rapidly, but Xia Tian did not see Feng Dan nearby.
Even if the opponent's life is saved, it is impossible for them to appear in the same area.
I don’t remember how long it took—this place was so dizzy—Haida dragged a small man over and introduced him to him. He said that he was a movie star who was very popular recently. He seemed to have appeared in the third round. Wei Zero.
The good-looking star was almost done drinking and gave him a hug with an idyllic smile. Xia Tian was stiff all over.
"I like the scene where you kill... Uh, Fusen, it's so fucking creative." The man said to him excitedly, "By the way, he's not very good at sailing."
Wei Ling is shorter than Xia Tian and has a full head, and looks even more delicate up close, but Xia Tian doesn't want to see his face at all. But for the next twenty minutes, the man stuck to him desperately, pretending to have a good relationship.
—According to him, it is the world of killing show stars now, and he has to spend enough time with him, otherwise his agent will kill him.
Bai Jing'an disappeared at some point, a guy with no loyalty.
The star with the boss face of the third round, who is not scary at all now, chattered about a private party he attended. He met someone and slept on a bed somewhere, and the other party yelled several times. Come here personally.
His mind is not very clear, so he only remembers that there are men and women, and he became the object of carnival. When he woke up, his hands and feet were tied, which was quite painful. Now he can't tell if he was gang-raped. This kind of thing is too difficult to determine.
Wei Ling looked like he was gossiping, but Xia Tian listened in horror, and calmly took away the cup with too much psychedelics in his hand, and replaced it with a safer cup. The star smirked in front of him like a child with no self-protection ability.
Then he grabbed Wei Ling by the collar, dragged him to his manager, and complained to him that such an incompetent person should not run around.
It's like entrusting the child to the parents.
After finishing work with children, Xia Tian walked into the party and looked around.
Before coming here, Haida said that there will be many people throwing arms at him at the party, be careful of the private cameras on the other party, don't eat what others give, and take drinks and medicines in sealed boxes. Xia Tian felt that it was a warning to children who could not resist.
These words made his heart itch, and he looked forward to some romantic encounters in the future.
He quickly met. But it was a disaster.
2.
Xia Tian couldn't remember when he held that cup of drink in his hand, anyway, everyone here was just taking something to eat, pouring wine into their mouths, it's normal to do as the Romans do.
And, come on, he's the star of Shinco's Killing Show, not a little girl who got lost at a party.
He also couldn't remember when he started to lose his mind. When he realized it, he was lying on a couch in the corner, the curtains around it were drawn, but he could feel it was a corner of the banquet. Very close to him was a heavily made-up, androgynous face. It's hard to judge gender when Uptown people think about it.
The man was looking at him with a... greedy expression, as if he was about to lick the plate clean of a plate of food in front of him.
After two seconds, Xia Tian realized that someone was pressing on him. The jacket was gone, and someone's hand was fumbling in his clothes. Definitely more than two.
He wanted to throw up, but couldn't move. There seemed to be several people around, but he was too dizzy to put the picture together. He tried to move his body, but was terribly weak, in a way he'd never felt so weak except when he was dying.
Another face approached from the right, stroking his hair, looking malicious and hungry. Xia Tian tried to avoid, he heard his own voice, said: "No..."
His voice was low and weak, and he tried to push the person who was leaning over, but there was no strength in his arm, and he heard someone laughing, as if his resistance was a joke.
He said, "Go away..."
Someone grabbed his wrist and pressed it over it, and a hand groped between his legs.
A mouth completely covered his ears, making terrible sucking and swallowing sounds, Xia Tian tried hard to avoid it, but one hand clasped his chin and fixed him there. The sound of swallowing has been in the ear.
Someone squeezed between his legs, and someone laughed: "The legs are really long."
Xia Tian desperately tried to pull his hand back, thinking in his heart, he needs a knife... As long as there is a knife...
A man tucked his hair behind his ear and whispered in his ear, "You're the kind of guy who should be chained to the bed when you get off the field."
Xia Tian woke up suddenly. He was sitting in the car, with Bai Jingan beside him, and was driving home.
He was wearing no coat, his shirt was unbuttoned, and his hair was messy about his shoulders.
He felt a little cold, lowered his head, and found that he was barefoot, his shoes and socks had disappeared, and there was a deep tooth mark on his right foot. He had a chill.
Bai Jing'an glanced at him and said, "You drank a cup of 'One Night Fly', it's a kind of rape drug."
Xia Tian looked uncertainly ahead, then at him, and said, "What?"
"I injected you with antagonists." Bai Jing'an said.
"I don't understand..." Xia Tian said, "You mean, someone fucking wants to rape me?!"
"It's actually quite common."
Xia Tian sat there for a while, trying to put the broken thoughts together, but not very successful.
First he wiped his right ear nervously, and then tried to tie up his hair, but he couldn't find the hair tie. He rummaged around in the car, unable to find a place to vent his evil anger, then he viciously dragged Bai Jingan's coat over from the back seat, tore off a lock with all his strength, and tied up his hair.
He was cold all over, and his hands were shaking constantly, probably because of the medicine.
There was still a feeling of being pressed on the top of the head on the wrist, and he couldn't break free no matter what, he clenched it violently, as if he was killing someone.
He remembered... the smell in the air, a sweet smell like an animal in heat... someone ripping his shirt open, someone taking two fingers around his right nipple and rubbing it hard. A man made a joke, and there was a burst of laughter from around...
A man with purple contact lenses... The man clasped his chin, and he tried to get away, but he squeezed his jaw open and put his fingers in...
There was someone's tongue sticking out, wearing a fish-scale dress, cold and tingling, pressing on him like a beast... The hand holding his chin was so tight that he couldn't move...
A man with streaked silver hair said in his ear, "Come with us and have fun, Xia Tian."
"Stop the car, I want to throw up," he said.
Bai Jingan stopped the car, Xia Tian stumbled out of the car, bent over and vomited for a long time. Bai Jing'an walked over and handed him a glass of water to rinse his mouth.
Xia Tian returned to the car, trying to gather up the clothes, but found that there was no button.
Bai Jing'an started the car again, Xia Tian said coldly: "How many people?"
"Five." Bai Jing'an said.
Xia Tian unconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes and stared forward. After a while, he said, "I'm going to kill them."
"It's against the law to kill anyone outside the arena," Bai Jing'an said.
"I'm going to kill them."
"Okay, let me know when you kill, we have to plan."
The other side remained expressionless and silent, Bai Jing'an thought he probably agreed.
Xia Tian didn't speak any more, he used the car's terminal to connect to the Internet and started searching with a cold face.
He hadn't been uptown long, but he'd always been smart enough to know something like this was bound to be shared. He found it quickly.
The organization doing this is called "Honey Pavilion". They "oppose the starization of criminals" and believe that the stars of the killing show are death row prisoners and should be shared with everyone. If righteous citizens want it, they deserve it.
They decided to rebel against the tyranny of the TV station and choose their favorite and popular stars to "share". Most of the places they choose are banquets and the like, and they use enhanced medicinal drinks, and when they do that, they also arrange temporary sealing balls around them, so that people can't get close to them—it took Bai Jing'an about a minute to decipher the code.
Xia Tian sat in the dark, surrounded by large screens, and the numbers changed rapidly. As far as his posture of tossing the computer is concerned, it will obviously be a good network logistics, and he learns very quickly.
Bai Jing'an came over to a screen to help him find the base camp of these people. Due to copyright infringement, the video cannot be found in the public area, so we have to dig a little deeper.
From the information at hand, it can be seen that Honey Pavilion has done seven cases before, and the victims were both male and female. The technique is not particularly subtle, but it has been successful every time, and it is already quite professional. It is simply fighting to rape others as a career.
The core members of the organization are said to be five, and there must be some master hackers. According to the information obtained from the Internet, there are also some powerful people, so they can always do evil.
The police department is not doing anything right now and doesn't care too much. As long as you don't put the video on the public network, infringing the copyright of Fujin TV station is fine.
The two found their discussion of today's events in the cache.
A guy with the ID "Can Teach Everything" said that Shashen Xia drank the medicine, and when he was lying on the sofa, he behaved like a kitten, and he could hold it down with one hand. Bai Jing'an is really nosy, he is just a slave sold by his parents, he actually thinks that he can save someone, he should be taught a lesson and let him know his identity.
"I just love perverted games" said, the trouble is that Bai Jing'an never drinks, he can't be fascinated, he has irreversible brain damage.
Later, some people complained that they are still meddling in their own business, that they just don’t want to live anymore, and some people just don’t understand their situation. Then they started making dirty jokes about him, and how he must have been extra cheerful when he cried and pleaded.
In the "Celebrity Sharing Show" column, there are those abnormally obscene videos.
The members of Honey Pavilion continued to explain, describing the private parts of the victim's body, as if introducing a product.
They also took the video shared by Xia Tian just now. Those people stroked his hair and described the texture like a product. Some people said that seeing his bright smile, they felt that he should be played until he cried.
Xia Tian looked at these pornographic, obscene, and insulting things expressionlessly, his eyes were bottomless, without any waves.
He didn't seem very angry, he was used to this kind of treatment.
He knew he didn't have any rights, and if he did, it was in the interest of the TV station. He was a felon, and countless people in downtown had told him in one way or another.
For him, it's not a matter of political opinion.
This is a personal vendetta.
When the two had just been drawn into a group, Bai Jing'an went to investigate Xia Tian's situation and found out that this person was sent to prison because of a serious murder case in the lower city.
He clashed with the local government's security forces for killing one of his sister's clients.
—The administrative department in the lower city and the locals have always had fierce conflicts. The massacre in District N that year was based on a dispute between the locals and the management department. The hatred has not diminished over the years, but has been passed down like a tradition.
The men ambushed him in the alley. Xia Tian was seriously injured, a friend who was with him died, he fled to a repair shop, these people couldn't find him, and killed his sister the next day.
Xia Tian recovered from his injuries and came back, killing five people involved in this matter one by one.
He knew it would cost him dearly, but he did it anyway.
At that time, Bai Jing'an thought to himself, this person is really unwilling to suffer at all. He has never been the victim who was purely involved in the disaster portrayed by the media. He is a dangerous person himself, and he will get back dozens of times if he suffers.
Even in the worst of times, no one dares to bully such a person casually. He is strong enough, but also desperate enough, even if he dies in the end, it will make everyone who hurt him feel bad.
But amidst the endless feasting of Uptown, he finally realizes how vulnerable he is.
He had always been able to control his body and fight no matter the cost. But here, a small drink can cut off his claws and deprive him of the ability to move.
Thinking of the scene he saw when he opened the sealed ball, Bai Jing'an's face turned cold. Those people pressed his teammates on the sofa, Xia Tian was disheveled, and said "go away" in vain. He'd never seen him so helpless... except when he was dying.
In fact, Bai Jingan has heard this topic many times: This is the world, non-consensual sex is very common, and there is no need to make a fuss.
Drugs blur everything, and people can hardly tell whether it is voluntary or not. Pain is no longer acute or important, it becomes dispensable. People don't care much about their own, nor do they understand the suffering of others, and they only ask for what they want.
But this is not the case for Xia Tian, if someone offends him, he will take revenge at all costs.
Bai Jing'an felt that he should keep a low profile, but he found that he was very happy to join this revenge.
Give those bastards a good look.
3.
It was already midnight when they got home.
Xia Tian went to take a bath with a gloomy face, washing away the smell of alcohol, drugs, and other people's bodily fluids.
The medicines given by those people were so heavy that he felt dizzy when he turned on the shower, and he had to lean on the wall to stand still. When he looked down, he saw his right foot, the tooth marks were oozing blood, and he remembered someone grabbing his ankle...someone's tongue was slowly licking up his toes...
He threw up again, then fumbled in the bathroom for an hour, changed, and went upstairs to see Dee Dee.
The little girl slept soundly under the skylight where she could see the twinkling stars.
He sat beside him silently for a while, living in this kind of place was her dream, and it was also his.
At the party, the crystal lights on the ceiling shine like stars, and the drinks and snacks flow around endlessly. The banquet seemed to last until the end of the world. This is a world full of luxury and luxury. In this eternal feast, there are some gorgeous, bloody and exciting things, but no dignity, no future, and no personal destiny.
Xia Tian did not treat the wound. The level of medical treatment in the upper city can make minor injuries disappear in an instant, as if they never existed, but there is no such treatment and habits in the lower city.
He wanted the wound to stay on the skin, to burn like fire, to make him feel alive. Something has to be done.
He's got what he wanted when he first came here, but it doesn't feel any better.
An unspeakable rage burned him, and he would have killed those men, looked them in the eye, and shown them the price of what they had done.
He sat next to Didi for a while, then got up and went downstairs.
Bai Jing'an was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and there was a cup of... what looked like herbal tea on the table.
He looked down at his mobile phone, without putting it on, or using earphones, the light shone on his face like snow, with a murderous look, and his appearance was almost strange.
He glanced at Xia Tian after taking a shower, and raised his hand to put a holographic projection outside.
It was a man in a gray coat that looked like fish scales, his hair was dyed a similar color, and his brows were sharp and cold, with a cold and ruthless effect. It might be some kind of plastic surgery. Only then did Xia Tian realize that Bai Jing'an was watching the video of Honey Pavilion.
"This man." Bai Jing'an said, "There is something wrong with his clothes."
He zoomed in on the clothes: "This brand is called 'Slow Speed', and the one he's wearing hasn't been released yet."
Xia Tian stared at the floating screen. He remembers this guy, pressing on top of him, pinching his chin, forcing his mouth open, and then...he said to the camera, "He tasted like whiskey with 'sugar'" — that was a drug name.
Xia Tian felt nauseous again, but he endured it and didn't rush to the bathroom, since he couldn't vomit anything anyway.
"He's either a rich man who can get clothes directly from a designer, or he's someone inside the brand." Bai Jing'an continued, "'Slow Speed' is a niche brand, and it hasn't been high enough to enter the circle of rich men."
Xia Tian nodded, went to the bar and poured himself a glass of wine. He had an internal relationship with Slow, he thought, and that was the first step.
The bar was temporarily installed when he came in, and it was full of good wine put here by the sponsors—in fact, he couldn't drink it, but it didn't affect his happiness when he knew it was all good wine.
He pulled off the cap, shook his hand, almost fell the bottle, and carefully poured half a glass with both hands.
Then he took the cup and walked to Bai Jingan's side, and sat on the sofa.
"I'll recognize him when I see him again," he said.
Bai Jing'an shared the filtered information with him, and Xia Tian looked down. Tactical Planning looked at him sideways, and reached out to touch his chin, where there were several bruised finger prints.
Xia Tian hid for a while, Bai Jing'an said: "Don't you want to deal with it?"
"I'll deal with it later." Xia Tian said sullenly.
They sat silently on the haunted sofa for a while, drinking from their respective cups. Xia Tian wanted to laugh at Bai Jing'an's herbal tea for a moment, but after thinking about it, he forgot it, he was too depressed and didn't have the energy to laugh at others.
"So," Xia Tian said, "you grew up here?"
Bai Jing'an raised his head and glanced at him, but didn't speak. Xia Tian said: "Not quite."
"Do you want me to show you the photos?" Bai Jing'an said.
"I mean, it's like a haunted house," Summer said, "but you're not like a ghost."
Bai Jing'an held the cup tightly, and after a while, he said, "I haven't cleaned up after the accident."
Xia Tian nodded, expressing that he saw it.
"I...can't remember exactly," Bai Jing'an said, "I felt like I was living happily for a while, but after the accident...something didn't go right. I think I just want to stay the same and maybe find a suitable position again."
"Can't find it." Xia Tian said.
Bai Jing'an stared at the cup and didn't speak for a while. Finally he said, "I know."
"Sometimes you feel like you'll never get better." Xia Tian whispered, "Pain is pain, and questions will never be answered."
He leaned back on a cushion in the corner of the sofa and finished half a glass of wine. The wine was so strong that it burned my stomach.
He remembered that when his stomach hurt a long time ago, his sister cooked porridge for him, and laughed at him, saying that when he really became famous in the upper city, he would have money and get sick, so she wouldn't have to do this anymore and could enjoy some of his blessings.
Beside him, Bai Jing'an took out a blue capsule, opened it, and poured the powder into herbal tea.
Looking at him curiously in Xia Tian, Bai Jing'an said: "Helping him to sleep. Insomnia."
Xia Tian was still watching, and Bai Jing'an said again: "Xingmang Studio's 17-3 genetic virus made it."
Xia Tian nodded, he had seen this thing in Bai Jing'an's medical history, and it was famous as "N District Massacre Virus". The outbreak, which had been botched—or the TV station was botched on purpose—had spread, half-clearing the area around N-Section, with a faint rippling uptown.
The effect of this virus varies from person to person. For Bai Jingan, it almost emptied the long-term memory area. After he lost his parents, he couldn't even find his own place.
But if he hadn't read the information, Xia Tian couldn't see that he had brain damage at all. This is a man who always knows where he is, planning all the details and knowing where he is. He never lets himself look like a victim.
Xia Tian didn't know how much effort he spent to do this.
Bai Jing'an glanced at him, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. The two of them just sat on the sofa in silence, the shadows were so heavy that it was impossible to talk about it.
In the end, Xia Tian just stretched out his hand and smoothed Bai Jing'an's raised hair.
Bai Jing'an was taken aback for a moment, but did not move. In the night, the man looked sad and gentle, and a gust of wind would blow him away.
Xia Tian withdraws the hand.
Hands are still shaking.
Holding a glass of wine, Xia Tian walked through the banquet hall with a cold face.
He has now fully implemented Haida's advice: Never take things from strangers' hands, and if you want to drink, take it directly from the packaging container, or take it from the hands of the waiter with an official name tag.
Like a little girl lost in the fucking forest.
In view of the contract, he has countless "must go" parties. This kind of banquet that lasts for several days is called "deep carnival", and it has been undignified to continue until now.
When Xia Tian passed a corner, he found that two people had sex in the corner. Seeing him look back, one of them stared at him and made a blowjob gesture.
This kind of picture abounds, and then he turned a blind eye and walked over directly.
He was still looking at the names of people in Honey Pavilion filtered in the terminal. This..."Pornographic Terrorist Organization" had its own official website and fans.
Some of them have no shortage of bed mates, and maybe can actually take care of a celebrity or something. But they just like to rape others at the banquet, promote the theory of "slave sharing", and then film all the obscene details, pointing fingers, and giving fucking grades.
In the past two days, he and Bai Jing'an counted all the videos, narrowed down the scope of the search, and determined that this guy with the ID of "Mi Tang Ge" "Eat Dry Wipe Clean" is mainly active in the fashion circle.
When I was in the lower city, Xia Tian only knew that there were endless parties in the upper city. Now I realize that these things are actually divided into themes and types. For example, the main invitations to the killing show party today are people from the fashion circle.
Xia Tian was wearing an expensive dress, which made him tall and handsome, and he walked through the hall expressionlessly, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Xia Tian passed through a group of well-dressed fashion circles gathered in a corner, and suddenly stopped.
He turned his head and looked at the back of a tall man.
It doesn't look like it, but he remembers the smell...
It's hard to describe, it's a sweet and warm fragrance, but it's a bit pungent and aggressive... That kind of smell is rare, it's not a perfume, but it seems to be stained in a closed environment.
Somewhere in Xia Tian's heart tightened, he turned around and walked towards the group of people.
This group is talking about... "Son of Darkness" - a drama that Dr. Xu likes very much.
This episode is finally coming to an end, and it is estimated that the heroine will live sadly but hopefully with the unlucky Bai Lin's posthumous child.
A tall black-haired man was filled with righteous indignation, trying his best to refute the wrong perception of Bai Lin from the people in the upper city: he is not a super god of war who is day and day, so be realistic!
He was handsome, with a strong but not bloated body, and he wore a metallic jacket with a cool style. There is nothing ugly about a Slaughter Show contestant who can survive one session these days.
Xia Tian found that he knew him.
This person's name is Mo An, and it is said that Luo Qingtian and Luo Qingtian are a couple. They were not drawn together this year, and many people expected them to meet again in the fourth round, and made various expectations for this.
As a result, just after the game started, Xia Tian gave Luo Qingtian's team a second.
At yesterday's banquet, the reporter forcibly pulled them together for an interview. This person showed a look of discord with him. If he hadn't been pulled away by his companion who cared about the overall situation, he would definitely have a duel with him and kill his whole family. The reporters happily took a lot of material.
Seeing how he was so absorbed in chatting about dog-blood dramas today, he obviously forgot about this matter.
Xia Tian felt that he should be more tactful, quietly joined the conversation, pretending to ask casually, but... Who the hell has seen "Son of Darkness".
He walked into the crowd and gave them a big smile, and everyone smiled at him reflexively.
He said, "Can a person borrow it for a while?"
There was an enthusiastic response from all around.
"who?"
"Of course, of course."
"You can borrow anyone."
Xia Tian grabbed Mo An by the collar and dragged him out of the crowd.
The other party was completely stunned by his behavior, he tried to struggle, but Xia Tian grabbed hold of him and wouldn't let go.
"Stop," the other party whispered, "What are you doing? You killed Xiao Luo, and I should be the one who should be angry... I didn't offend you, did I?"
"That on you," Xia Tian said, "what's the smell?"
Mo An didn't listen to him at all, he looked around nervously.
"I can't talk to you in public," he said, "and you can't drag me like this...Listen, I don't want to fight with you, but if you do this, the reporter will see me and I won't be able to justify—"
Xia Tian thought for a while, and felt that these words made sense, so he grabbed him by the collar and dragged him away from the crowd. Mo An yelled helplessly from behind: "Listen, I don't have any opinion on you personally. I'm sorry that the things I said in the media were all made by the image planner."
Xia Tian thought to himself that he is an impulsive high-strength fighter in the external image, desperate for Luo Qingtian, but the reality is completely an antonym.
"Uh, let me take this opportunity to tell you first, I am very thankful." Later Mo An continued, "Really, when I came down from the field and found out that Xiao Luo died, I thought it was because I was too eager to have auditory hallucinations Woolen cloth."
Finally, Xia Tian couldn't help asking: "Aren't you a couple?"
"Don't mention it, we met last year, and then the disaster began!" Mo'an said, "He is a tactical planner, of course I have to listen to him, I don't understand why everyone thinks I admire him... I just want to Be friendly!"
Xia Tian opened a door, and saw a few naked limbs tangled together, if it was before, he must have looked more often, but now he slammed the door with a look of boredom.
"Then this fucking loyal dog label can't be torn off from me anymore!" Mo An continued, "My image planner said that if I can't protect him at all costs, I'll wait to be blacklisted. what can I do?!
"You know, I got high marks in all tactical planning courses, and just because I met him, I have to act as a muscular idiot who wants to please him, and set off his intelligence with dignity! Please, I'm not good at all His mouth, I can't get hard even if he sends him to bed!"
He paused for a moment: "Uh, please keep my words secret today, okay?"
Xia Tian finally found an empty room and dragged him into it.