The clown is really scared here. If it weren't for his duty, leaving without permission would be a death, otherwise he would have run away.
That bitch is not a good person!
Although it seems a little wrong to say these words by the wicked program and related personnel, it is indeed an intuitive expression of the helpless cry of blood and accusation in my heart.
He was so frightened that he had to try to negotiate with the other party—
"Here, this player, please stop your violations."
Zhu Yang glared at him with a look of disapproval on his face: "Huh? Violation? Can the matter of eating be called a violation?"
"Don't say that you broke the rules of the show. Even if the king and the old man came, he wouldn't be able to stop people from eating."
The clown choked, cold sweat broke out, and his mind quickly thought about how to deal with it, but before the clue came out, he heard the other side: "How about I'll invite you out first."
"It saves me that a grain reserve can't recognize his situation, and he still wants to be a mediator there."
The clown hurriedly stepped back, hitting the wall of the studio, and when he retreated far enough, he moved to the side desperately, wishing he could move out of the screen.
Everyone just watched this guy play tricks, but in the end, no matter how he did it, at least half of his face always appeared on the scene.
Zhu Yang grinned: "Oh~~, so this is your limit during the show?"
"The time for your lines must reach a certain proportion of the body."
The clown raised his head in horror, and saw the demon let out a horrific laugh: "So even if your life is endangered, you don't dare to escape, right?"
"You're a shit show, your salary is not high, but you ask employees to stick to their duties. It's a bit too harsh for a spicy chicken like you."
"I'm really curious, what if, during your lecture time, you are forced to 'leave AWOL'?"
It's not the kind of pediatrics that uses something to cover the TV. After all, if you say that, and the player closes his eyes, the clown is still out of their sight.
It's true, when he was supposed to be the host of the show, he was stuck somewhere and couldn't convey instructions, and the rhythm of the show couldn't work properly.
"It must be fun to see your expression."
"Don't, don't, don't!" The clown shouted in fear. Compared with before, he still had a little bit of cowardice. At this moment, he even changed his voice—
"Didn't you say you've already made a job appointment for me? You have to go to an interview tomorrow morning. If I can't go, you're breaking your word. Isn't that bad?"
"Eh? Didn't I just see that you were very unhappy?" Zhu Yang was full of doubts.
"Our family comes from a serious business background, and we don't engage in forced buying and selling. If you are not happy, I can still whip you with a whip?"
"Yes, yes! Who said I don't?" The clown said quickly: "I like the circus the most. The clown belongs to the circus. Otherwise, why do you think I am dressed like this? Just remind yourself not to forget your dreams all the time."
He pointed righteously to everyone present: "I tell you, if anyone dares to stop me from going to the circus for an interview, it will be difficult for me to wear someone."
Player: "… "
It turns out that your name is David, not an English name
No, that's not the point at all, the point is that this guy can't be out of his job due to any accident during the show.
They didn't understand why Zhu Yang was holding on to this detail before, but now the clown is exposed.
There are a lot of things that can be involved in such a small detail.
On the surface, it's just that the show is cruel and mean to the staff. It's not just him, but the players also have no doubt that Zhu Yang has the ability to really imprison him, making the show unable to proceed normally.
Don't you have a ready-made example in front of you? The owner of the supermarket can put more than 200 kilograms out of thin air and stick it here.
On the premise that the other party can actually do it, what the clown should show to the given result should be a true reflection.
They don't know what Zhu Yang thought, at least they now understand that the NPCs in this town must stick to their responsibilities at a certain time, so the clown promises Zhu Yang no matter what.
Although he is always scolding the show and following Zhu Yang to ridicule the other party's arrogance, but since people can do whatever they want in an independent town, it may not even be possible to come up with this backup plan, right
unless-
They felt that they had caught a thread, but just when they thought that Zhu Yang was going to continue digging, the other party stopped abruptly.
Shrugging his shoulders, he acquiesced to the clown's ingratitude, and no longer bothered about this.
The clown breathed a sigh of relief visibly, but there was still panic on his face, and he seemed to have no intention of gloating over the player's situation.
At this moment, Zhu Yang's eyes fell on the supermarket owner.
The supermarket owner didn't have much contact with Zhu Yang, but in just a few minutes after being released, the thrilling conversation that occurred made him shrink back.
With more than two hundred pounds per person, I can't wait to shrink myself into a baby.
Zhu Yang raised his chin: "Why are you standing still? Kill it, the superior said, distribute the number according to the daily average, and put it in the refrigerator to freeze."
"No matter how cool the weather is, this meat won't be able to keep its quality for 100 days, right? It's quick! There's not much to spread out, so don't waste it."
"Oh, by the way, don't throw away the blood that comes out. Be a spicy and bloody one tonight."
Not to mention the boss, the players are also heartbroken.
It's not that he is afraid of killing people. How many people have never been cruel from the beginning to the end
It's just that killing people is just a no-brainer, this Nima is letting them eat! Eat!
They thought it was just a threat of psychological warfare, but looking at Zhu Yang's expression, they were not sure.
She licked her lips: "I tell you, I baked it, but it took too long to waste a little bit."
"Otherwise, it's better to skewer it and roast it. The whole person is like roasting a whole sheep. Pay attention to controlling the heat and turn the sides frequently. Only when it is roasted will it be charred on the outside and tender on the inside."
"I distributed it to dozens of people, and everyone said it tasted good. Our conditions are much better now than before, at least we have enough seasonings. Don't worry, trust me! It's a big deal to shoot two more pieces of ginger to suppress the fishy smell. It's almost like eating pork."
Um! Although it was a ghost that was roasted at the beginning, but it was also a human before his death, so of course there is nothing wrong with this description.
The players confirmed that this guy really did it.
Whether it's really done or joking to scare people, it's not just by looking at the expression in the eyes, you can tell just by the taste, it's a mysterious feeling.
The players shrank back silently, for a while they didn't know whether to be afraid of the show or more afraid of Zhu Yang.
Their feet were soft, and the supermarket owner naturally almost didn't scare the urine out.
This guy has been dangling around in the supermarket all day long, but at this time, he has shown agility that does not match his body shape.
In between, he rushed to the door in two steps, opened the living room door and wanted to escape.
At this time, it was raining outside, and the raindrops were very dense, just the moment the show started. Apparently it's another way to stop players from going out.
The boss plunged headlong into the rain, and although the players said their views were broken, their actions were still unambiguous.
Knowing that he can't let this guy run away, there is a quick-response male player who immediately chases after him.
His speed was much faster than the boss, but the boss was unscathed in the rain, but he slammed out the raindrops and poured the rain on his body, and his whole body began to corrode.
At this time, a huge force pulled him back, and then the door panel on the side of the living room suddenly flew out, hitting the boss directly and blocking his way.
In the next second, his calf was pierced by the rope that was shot out, and the whole person was pulled back tragically.
"Ah-, ah-"
There were screams of pain in the room one after another, the player who had just chased out couldn't see the skin that was soaked by the rain, and the boss was holding his entire leg there in pain.
The boss has a lot of momentum here. Generally speaking, the empathy of human beings will stimulate some sympathy, and the more miserable it is. Although it may not necessarily have any substantial improvement in the situation, it is still possible to gain a small advantage.
At least see if you can make players other than the female demon a little bit unbearable.
But when the boss turned around, he saw the guy walking in front of the player who had been rained on by sulfuric acid—
"The respiratory tract is also corroded. It's not a matter of trauma. Even if you breathe water vapor in the rain, it's hard enough. It is estimated that it is only possible for us to cover up with props."
After speaking, he wiped the player's neck with a knife: "Instead of suffering for a hundred days, let's go to sleep for a while and wait for us to clear the level."
The other players had a heavy heart, but had no objection to her decision.
The previous player died, no matter how he was conspicuously calculated, even the one who had just been poisoned did not suffer for long.
But now it is unprecedentedly tragic, so everyone can't bear it.
If it was them, they would be more willing to die temporarily than to be tortured by pain for a hundred days.
Closing the eyes of that player, others will understand from this lesson that this game is not Zhu Yang's cruelty.
The reason why they still have room to chat and think about it is that they are not hungry enough.
If you are really stuck in the house for 100 days, any bottom line will eventually be abandoned.
After all, the boss is not an innocent person, he is an accomplice of the game. With this layer of reason, the survival instinct will continue to convince itself.
Several players stood up and grabbed the boss's collar—
"Let's go, go to the toilet and wash him first. After all, he was drenched in the acid rain. We can't be sure that he is fine."
"Kill it first, save yourself the struggle."
The supermarket owner was horrified, and no longer dared to play tricks—
"Wait, wait! Don't eat me, I'm not good."
After speaking, I saw a few players turn back and sneer: "Delicious? This is not a luxury issue that can be considered in this game."
These guys come for real!
The boss is deeply aware of his current situation. He is not a player in the game. If he dies, he will die.
So at this moment, I didn't care about the show's prostitute, and quickly said: "I have food."
"Huh?" Zhu Yang waved his hand, and the others let go of the guy.
She sat on the single sofa and leaned forward: "Tell me?"
"But if it's just a few candies or chocolates to pass from you—"
The knife that she had just killed was flexibly turned and played in her hand. It looked very thrilling, but she didn't hurt herself in the slightest.
The boss swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "I, I don't open a supermarket! In fact, supermarkets can be opened anywhere."
"I, I have a stocking system and can stock up."
Zhu Yang smiled: "Even if you can buy goods, isn't it food poisoning now? It's pointless to come back, right?"
The boss was silent, his expression was a little difficult, and there was obviously something to hide.
Zhu Yang raised his hand: "Do it!"
He didn't have time to bargain with him, and he didn't have the patience to wait for him to weigh the entanglement in his heart and then choose to talk about it.
The boss was already frightened, and quickly said: "Don't do it! The reason why today's is poisonous is that when the above instructed to purchase the goods, he chose a targeted source of goods."
Seeing Zhu Yang look over, the boss was heartbroken and said, "That's right, there are some worlds. For various reasons, the residents there are very resistant to poisons, and what they normally import is a drama in the eyes of other world species. poisoned."
"Huh?" Rao Shi Zhu Yang couldn't help but be surprised.
Although she guessed that the relationship between the boss and the supermarket might be a different way of thinking, she never thought that this guy's purchase channel was actually leading to the outside world.
This is fun.
She asked, "What's your purchase limit?"
The boss glanced at her and was not surprised that she asked: "It's just an ordinary daily necessities, and there is an upper limit on the unit price."
"For example, weapons or technological products are not acceptable. Many times they can only be fresh, which is very tasteless."
Also, if you can freely carry out plane reselling, this product will not be the most inconspicuous employee under a low-level show.
The boss hurriedly said: "The channel for purchasing this time is a world that has experienced global poison gas leaks. Because of pollution, everything has become highly poisonous. The surviving humans have antibodies, but—"
Again, what people can eat, they may not.
"Because I can only buy from one world at a time, so—" the boss rubbed his hands together: "But don't worry, that world has a kind of expensive rice and vegetables, which are deep underground and pollution-free soil, which are cultivated and produced at a high cost. Yes, it's expensive."
"I can't buy much, but it's barely enough for a few of you to survive."
All the players looked at him, and the boss could only take out a few bags of rice and some vegetables in the eyes of the clown's pity, indicating that there was still more after eating.
He understands the subtext of the clown, but what the hell can he do? are forced.
Going against the will of the show is bad luck, but if you don't do anything at the moment, you will die.
Besides, at this stage, to be able to force their capital out, it is because the players are superior, and the program sets the rules and they have to abide by them.
Even if you are angry, you can't be too angry, right
When everyone saw that there was food in front of them, it was best not to eat people, so they went to the kitchen with a cold snort to the boss.
First cook a pot of rice and feed it to the boss to test the poison, then I believe that these things are indeed edible.
However, the amount is really small. Everyone gets calories every day. Except rice has a small amount of vegetables and fruits, it is more or less a dish.
When the housewife was cutting vegetables, she sighed: "Alas! Why don't you eat meat for 100 days?"
In fact, let's just complain, the game has never been a reasonable place.
But at this time, I heard Zhu Yang say: "Meat? There is still meat."
The boss started shaking again: "Don't eat me, kill me and there will be no rice."
Zhu Yang gave him a contemptuous look: "You are so fat, so I'm tired of eating it for me?"
Then I took out a lot of fish, shrimp and raw meat out of thin air.
Players: "… "
ha
She put the fish and shrimp in when she was storing seawater at the deep-sea prison, so naturally she wouldn't have to pick fish and shrimp in the sea, right
It is also used as a reserve grain. Although these fish and shrimp died the moment they entered the space ring, they were still very fresh when they were in a state of death.
Meat is bought in bulk, such as delicate snacks and fruits stored separately, and she is not so generous that she can take it out and enjoy it under any circumstances.
When you encounter a problem, you can't think about making up your own money, right? But now it is related to the quality of life for the next 100 days, it is not impossible to find out, anyway, the ones that can be searched have already been searched.
But the boss and the players don't think so, and everyone has an expression of doubt about life.
What is the purpose of the human struggle they just experienced, and the end of the tail
Especially the boss, who poured out such a big secret for himself, just wanted to grab the knife in Zhu Yang's hand and wipe his neck.
It turns out that Nima is not short of food at all, but you are the one who pretends to be the most serious.
After eating in a trance, the clown saw that they were eating well, and the next process was considered a waste.
The fact that the show vomited blood for three liters can't be saved. Fortunately, it will hold back its big move tomorrow, but it will die first.
But Zhu Yang didn't sit idle after eating, so one hundred days can't be wasted, right
She first asked the boss: "How did you get that ability?"
The boss looked blank: "Yes, it has always been there."
"Huh? It wasn't given by the show?"
The boss waved his hand: "No, no, it needs a show for everything, so why is it applying for me?"
At this moment, Zhu Yang showed an ambiguous smile: "Are you sure to hire your program?"
The boss didn't hear her overtones, and the players were at a loss.
But Zhu Yang knew that things here were not so simple.
This shit show can't spy on the outside world, even the low-level dungeon world that is much lower than his own level.
And its horses can be purchased from other worlds? This logic is obviously wrong, right
And the show has not been able to ride on the boss's ability to understand anything. Although the boss's ability is not a combat system, as an auxiliary force, it is not as useless as he thinks.
Being able to spy on the composition of countless worlds through daily necessities, if this ability is placed on an analysis department like Qu He or Yu Li, it is simply a bug.
However, this broken show only places the boss here to open a supermarket, which shows that it cannot extract the real use value of the boss at all.
Thinking about it this way, isn't it particularly interesting
Zhu Yang suddenly thought of the little water ghost who was collected in Toad Village. After he died in the game as a player, his memory was erased and he spent several years in ignorance.
The boss and the clown maybe—
This is no wonder why the game must deal with the show. If it is just a trial for players, and being a second landlord in the world under its own jurisdiction, the game is probably not so stingy.
But according to the current analysis, it is obvious that the program is too long to make money, and it is not just a simple matter of game mood likes and dislikes.
However, further confirmation is needed at this point. You can't take luck with this broken show. After all, this game can be regarded as her leapfrog challenge.
For such a long time, Zhu Yang has not been idle except to obtain the information he wants from the boss and the clown.
She asked the players to sort out the studio, and she practiced in a closed-door retreat.
The little yellow chicken was also released. Since she was selected by the show, she didn't need to let the child stay in the spirit beast bag.
The mother and son took advantage of this rare undisturbed time to study physical skills, and they were taught by Datou Lu and Teacher Vulture. All they need to do now is to master it.
There has been considerable progress in three months.
When other players saw that they worked so hard, they also changed the layout of the living room and opened up an open space.
For a while, this round turned into a training camp, and when they exited the customs, everyone actually became stronger in their own way.
Even the boss who weighed more than 200 pounds lost all his fat and became a muscular man after three months of hard training.
This is something that is difficult to do in such a short period of time in reality, but if it is a physique that has been transformed by the player, it is not impossible.
The side also further confirms Zhu Yang's guess.
I don’t know if it’s because of the relationship in three months, the boss has recently started chatting with players and spanking.
Feeling the whole body of tendon that he has trained to show off: "I will never gain weight again, otherwise I will have to be used as a reserve grain."
Obviously, the psychological shadow Zhu Yang gave him was not small.
The Joker stared at him mingling with the players, and the corners of his eyes twitched.
But for so long, he seemed to have forgotten one thing. So much so that after the end of the broadcast, he wanted to slip away.
Zhu Yang pulled it out of the TV and said, "What are you running! Didn't you say that you have to go to the circus for an interview with me? I thought you were looking through the autumn water during this time, so it's not?"
"No, no! I'm not too excited. Do you want to go back and change your clothes to make a good impression on the circus?"
"I think it looks good." Zhu Yang smiled, but not with a smile.
The clown suddenly felt like a mourning concubine, and was carried out by Zhu Yang by the neck.
First, I took a look at the announcement. Sure enough, the above content has changed. It is about through the joint cooperation of everyone, or we have survived the difficult period. Now all the food has returned to normal, please rest assured to eat.
Of the three people who just survived, the first two heard the words of the one who was doused with sulfuric acid, thinking that they had spent a hundred days without food and clothing and even had to eat people.
In fact, in this way, it is better for them to die once they die, provided that the corpse is not eaten.
But before I could say the words of comfort, I saw the leftovers on the table. They were leftovers from the previous meal. There were vegetables and meat, and a muscular man who was said to be the owner of the supermarket with more than 200 kilograms walked out of the villa. go out.
This Nima makes the few of them who died are extraordinarily stupid.
Zhu Yang came to the circus with the clown, and the person in charge received her yesterday.
Seeing her and the clown she brought, the guy opened the clown's mouth and looked at the teeth like he was examining an animal.
"Well! Yes, I like his reckless eyes." The person in charge pushed his glasses: "Evil and mean, with a strong sense of contrast, it is simply the fresh blood that our circus pursues."
"Passed!" The other party said immediately.
Zhu Yang was not happy: "What's the matter? He's just such a spicy chicken? I didn't get the exemption qualification."
The person in charge laughed: "It's really that his image is too distinctive. When one aspect of the advantages reaches the extreme, other shortcomings can naturally be ignored."
No one asked his opinion, but the clown who had already been arranged: "..."
There's really nothing to be proud of, why should you like him? Is this roasting him on the fire
The question is, should he quit
The person in charge said to Zhu Yang: "You said that you are an animal trainer, but animal trainer is a very dangerous profession. The animals in our circus are very reckless, and I dare not let you take over until you are familiar with it."
"Well, can you go to other positions to help temporarily?"
"Huh? This is not in line with my expectations." Zhu Yang dissatisfied: "What I want is a stage where I can show myself right away, but you asked me to be a miscellaneous soldier, although I can understand your pursuit of performance quality. , but you didn't even try it and arranged it like this?"
The person in charge could not resist, so she had to take her to the animal training tent first.
The clown naturally became a temporary pony, and secretly stepped forward and said to her: "I said, don't look at him talking now, this circus is very scary, and the indoor sideshows are compared to it, it's like pediatrics. "
"It's too late to go now, really."
Zhu Yang smiled at him and said, "Huh? Give the players this kind of reminder, aren't you afraid that the show will trouble you?"
The clown thought, didn't I want to get away? The circus is not the same as their trash fish.
No matter how powerful Zhu Yang is, he has to look at the size of the circus, the number of people, and this group of people with stunts is not so easy to bend.
Entering the tent during the conversation, the animals have been released, and they are as bright as they were seen from the cage yesterday, with bright hair and full of energy.
But the eyes are indeed wild and untamable, so it doesn't even look like a domesticated animal at all, but rather like a beast encountered in a dangerous jungle.
These animals were not being trained either. There were only one or two people in the tent watching to keep them from going out, and these beasts were just running around in there.
Seeing the person in charge and Zhu Yang coming in, the animals looked at them as if they were picking the piece of meat.
The clown's heart is hairy, and he is ready to pull his legs and run at any time.
Responsible: "You two please don't leave my side, these animals are very dangerous—"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhu Yang walking straight towards a lion, but he didn't see her doing anything or saying anything.
With one palm up, the lion approached, and was full of hostility just now, but then obediently stretched out its paw and placed it on her palm, like a house cat.
Zhu Yang turned back and looked at the person in charge: "I just said I'm a professional, right?"
I don't know if it's a problem with the angle. The clown felt that the eyes of the person in charge became a little scary at that moment, but the expression on his face was obviously unbelievable joy.
Compared with others, he was still too happy and angry, and the clown shook his head.
The person in charge has already boasted: "It's unbelievable. Our animals are very repulsive of strangers. It's my fault that I have doubts about an excellent animal trainer."
"Well, you participate in our afternoon training, and wait until the evening to perform as deputy first."
After reaching a consensus, the person in charge brought the two to the big tent for the performance.
After a day of construction, it has become a luxurious and bright indoor stage. The tent space is huge, almost the size of a small gym.
The high-altitude spotlights, steel wires, colorful lanterns and ribbons arranged in the atmosphere, and the stage covered with red carpets are all brand-new and luxurious.
Zhu Yang suddenly asked the person in charge: "I just asked the ticket price for people outside. Even if the occupancy rate is 100%, it is difficult to guarantee the benefits, right?"
This is actually just a polite way of saying that the circus is well done, and according to these people the tours are small towns and limited in size.
Not to mention the cost of maintaining the circus, it is not bad to lose the pants.
The person in charge smiled and said, "Of course the rewards we get are more than just money. Don't you think the smile on the audience's face is the most important thing? The meaning of the existence of the circus..."
Zhu Yang was dragged and talked about her dream for a long time, but she only believed the first sentence after so many words.
The reward is more than money, that's what it means, right
If it wasn't for Zhu Yangtui saying that he wanted to follow a training rhythm, he wouldn't be able to escape.
At this time, the clown rubbed against it again: "I said, it's none of my business, right? Shouldn't you really want me to perform at night? My acrobatics are actually average."
"Can you let me go? I won't pretend to be a clown anymore. In fact, I'm not obsessed with clowns at all. I just watched the clown come back to my soul and felt that I could make the most of my big head to create a sense of terror, so I did this. of."
"Can I take off my makeup when I go back?"
Zhu Yang threw the clown directly into the pile of clowns in the circus: "This guy is not good, everyone, teach him."
Those clowns were happy, as if new toys had arrived, and immediately agreed.
It didn't take long for the clown to be scolded and resisted, but he was already covered in a big man, and he couldn't bear it.
Zhu Yang looked at the training process in the circus, and saw that these people were not very careful, which was very different from the so-called dream attachment of the person in charge.
But what corresponds to their laziness is their superb skills.
Whether it's magic, juggling, or animal taming, it's all top quality.
Zhu Yang even saw a tightrope walk, chatting and spanking with people underground while walking. He didn't keep his balance on his hands, but he was steady.
She quietly released a cockroach, climbed up and bit the other party's rope, and that person was bragging about it for a second.
As soon as the steel wire broke, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed the wire, swung twice in the air with inertia, and then flipped to the ground beautifully, without any facilities at all.
Objectively speaking, Zhu Yang can do it himself, but to say that he can do better than this person, it is not possible.
It seems that there is no reason why the clown is so afraid of the circus.
At least just by looking at the people, you know that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers here, but I just don't know what kind of relationship they have with the show.
Subordination or cooperation, it is not known.
It's just that Zhu Yang has a hunch that maybe the key clue to killing the show is in this circus.
After getting used to it, the person in charge of the costumes and props gave Zhu Yang a set of performance clothes.
Zhu Yang was not very satisfied, and the size was not very suitable, so she thought that in the previous world, the peacock boy had given her a few dresses.
Its aesthetics are a bit exaggerated, especially the dress, which is generally inappropriate for smaller occasions, but this type is more popular on the stage.
The person in charge saw that she had cleaned up her image well, and that the peacock-style dress was not incompatible with the circus, so she also recognized it.
Then Zhu Yang was seated as the deputy of the animal trainer. The animal trainer also looked lazy, but the animals listened to him very much.
However, this obedience method is not a relationship of trust established by long-term cooperation with animals. Zhu Yang sees it very clearly, and it is just like some kind of trickery.
Just like she used illusion and mental manipulation to make the lion listen to her, it should also be an ability or talent.
At this time, it was getting late outside. Because of two consecutive days of publicity, the whole town knew about the existence of the circus.
Naturally, most of the town residents who lack new things come with their families.
By the afternoon, the outside was already full of people, and the children took the distributed balloons and bought the candy marshmallow ice cream sold by the circus, chasing and playing.
The ticket sellers at the gate are very busy, but because of limited manpower, those who have bought tickets will have a special stamp on the back of their hands.
When it comes to performances in the evening, you can enter the venue with this sign.
As the performance was about to start, Zhu Yang saw the players come in.
They rushed to the front, grabbed her, and said with some anxiety: "There is no new announcement on the bulletin board."
"I don't know if the time is not up, or the circus is not within the scope of the announcement."
After listening, Zhu Yang did not speak, motioned them to sit down and focus on enjoying the circus, glanced at the stamps on their hands, and left the audience area to return to the backstage.
At seven o'clock, the person in charge stood in the center of the stage, and the spotlight shone on him.
It was still the tuxedo, monocle and top hat, but in the space of so many people, it seemed a little gloomy for no reason.
He grinned: "Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, everyone, thank you for coming..."
The person in charge was humorous, and the atmosphere was well controlled, which quickly drew the audience's attention to the stage.
All the procedures were fine, whether it was clown juggling, fire-breathing performance, singing and dancing, animal taming, tightrope walking, the audience applauded again and again, obviously they were very satisfied with this high-level performance.
The people on the stage even swept away the laziness of the afternoon rehearsal, and the smiles on their energetic faces were warm and contagious. Even Zhu Yang followed the animal trainer who was his deputy when he came to the stage as if he had suddenly changed people.
Just looking at it, why does she feel that this excitement and positivity has nothing to do with professionalism at all? Instead, it's like the anticipation of having a big meal or getting a fresh toy.
The longer he stayed inside, the heavier the sense of disobedience in Zhu Yang's heart, as if he had broken into an incompatible space.
She thought it was just on stage, but during other shows, she swept off stage and saw eight players sitting together.
It is reasonable to say that the announcement has not come out now, the situation is unknown, and the people who were anxious when they first came here are now fully focused on the performance.
Isn't the show great? Wonderful! But for well-informed players, as for watching so invested in the case of concerns in their hearts? Still everyone!
This is not to say that there is a problem here.
Sure enough, the time to confirm did not make Zhu Yang wait long. After the show went a round, it was time for the audience interaction.
A knife-throwing hand holds a knife and invites the audience to come on stage as a target. However, for such a dangerous event, many spectators raised their hands to apply.
The knifeman randomly ordered a child, and the child came with his parents. When his parents saw that their child was selected, they let the child out with a look of flattery.
The beautiful bunny went up and led the child over. The child was probably at the age of elementary school. After he came to the stage, he was firmly tied to the target plate.
The target plate can still turn, but it is similar to what Zhu Yang prepared when he opened a haunted house and performed a knife show for the mirror girl's son.
When ready, the bunny girl turned the target plate, and the knife-throwing hand aimed the knife in his hand at the target.
In the afternoon, Zhu Yang had seen this flying knife player rehearse. He could throw the target without looking at the target plate. The speed of the turntable was very fast. Based on Zhu Yang's speculation about his accuracy, although it looked thrilling, it was actually very difficult for the flying knife. Hands are a piece of cake.
However, in the next second, the flying knife came out of his hand and stabbed on the target plate, but failed to avoid the child.
The child's arm was completely pierced, pinning him to the target.
The blood soon soaked out, but this major mistake did not stop the knife-throwing hand from moving, instead, several knives flew by in one go.
He accurately pierced the child's limbs and forehead, and then the target was stopped by the bunny girl.
Turning over to the audience's side, the achievements of the knife-throwing hand were displayed without any dead ends.
"Okay—" The audience burst into applause, including the children's parents, who cheered loudly for the performance on stage.
Zhu Yang glanced at the players, and those guys had the same reaction as the audience.