"Dear viewers and friends, good evening everyone!" On the computer screen, the male host in a purple suit smiled at everyone, "It's six o'clock in the evening at the greenhouse time, and our first week of the 'Eden Show' is finally here. It's the most exciting moment—"
As he spoke, he prolonged his tone on purpose: "—that is, the highly anticipated vote day!"
"Hey, isn't this Chris, the queen entertainment host of Starlight Channel?" Su Li looked at the man wearing a half mask on the stage, and asked curiously, "Why did he even come out?"
Chris is the host of Starlight Entertainment Channel. In the conservatory era when citizens were all the same, but entertainment circles emphasized exaggeration and romance, his purple suit and half silver mask were particularly eye-catching and became one of his most recognizable labels.
Amid a burst of cheers, a delicate-looking woman in the audience turned to the woman beside her.
"Where's your little princess? Didn't you bring it in?"
"Arrange servants to take her to the art gallery." The woman sitting next to her said indifferently, "I don't know why, as soon as she entered the Eden Exhibition, she cried loudly, which was a disappointment."
She yawned in boredom. The woman also said: "Children, there is too much sympathy... that's right."
She showed a mysterious smile: "Your trick is really amazing. Here, she is easily polluted, right?"
"Who told the old man to leave half of the inheritance rights to her? Speaking of which, I would also like to thank this decree of 'potentially unlawful inheritance of family property'." The woman said boredly, "Wait, the show has begun."
A high-intensity sound wave composed of cheers and applause came from the audience. Amid the applause like a tide, women in cool clothes came up with four glass stand cards. Chris bowed exaggeratedly to everyone: "In the past week, our 100 potential criminals had a fairly fierce competition, and finally decided the four most popular potential criminals, they are—"
Under the exaggerated and protracted voice, four bright lights hit the four glass cabinets. Among them, the four people who were imprisoned in the seats all wrinkled their eyes after being exposed to the bright light.
"Number one, the one we all hope for, No. 1, Eva!"
Sharp cheers sounded, and the girl with long silver hair lowered her head, indifferent to the sounds from the audience.
"I'm Eva," she said.
"Second, our old friend, No. 0, Adam!"
The blond-haired boy showed a perfect smile towards the audience: "Good evening, everyone."
"The third, well-known in this exhibition for her beauty and obedience, is No. 13 from Rama Sanatorium."
The girl named No. 13 looked timidly at the audience.
She is indeed very beautiful, with smooth skin and slightly raised peach eyes. If she is placed outside, she must be a school girl who can attract countless boys to whistle. Even that cowardly expression makes people feel protective. Come.
"Thank you, thank you all," she said.
Su Li's roommate whistled, his upper body was close to the screen, his feet were hooked together, and he said to Su Li, "Have you ever been to a museum? Is this true? They won't resist anything they are being ordered to do?"
"...It's true." Su Li said, "There are a lot of people on the 13th."
"Really? I want to visit next week too, haha." The roommate said excitedly.
"But aren't those all potential criminals?" The students who visited the door asked behind them, "You dare to approach them? What if they infect you and make you a criminal, what should you do?"
"I don't care if he is, we can't see such a beautiful girl in our lives." The roommate said, "Look, she is so beautiful, and we are allowed to do whatever we want, haha..."
"According to the rules of the Eden Exhibition, the top four are not potential criminals after they are released, but ordinary people." Su Li reminded, "Be careful what you say."
His original intention was to remind the two to respect each other. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the two looked at each other ambiguously and smiled.
"Isn't that better?" they said.
Before Su Li understood what the two of them meant, the host had already turned the light on to the fourth glass cabinet: "And we have become very famous on the Internet recently—No. 81!"
A louder sound resounded in the auditorium, but this time it was not only cheers, but also other voices. Amidst these voices, No. 81 raised his eyelids lazily.
His appearance was different from the previous three potential prisoners who were as delicate as dolls. Although he was handsome, his eyebrows and eyes were a little more casual like ink paintings. He blinked, as if he hadn't adjusted to the fact that the light had hit his direction.
"Is there anything our No. 81 wants to say to the audience?" The host handed him the microphone.
In his perception, all these potential prisoners who tried their best to please the audience could say nothing more than introducing themselves and thanking them. Unexpectedly, No. 81 actually cleared his throat when facing the microphone, and said:
"I will report, the number of votes has been manipulated in secret!"
"what?!"
The three people standing in front of the screen suddenly opened their eyes wide, and the audience was boiling. While the host was embarrassed, he also realized that this was a hot spot. He chuckled twice: "Wow, it seems that our No. 81 is going to explode, so you have to report No. 0, No. 1 and No. 13." Which one is it?"
"Tsk, this number 81 is really shameless." Someone in the audience commented, "He is a clown, what do you think of yourself? Do you really think you are very popular?"
"That's right, I really think of myself as an onion."
On the other side of the auditorium, Dr. Lucier also smiled.
"He doesn't seem to know that his popularity on the Internet has not been realized into real popularity." He touched his chin, "Without my operation, he wouldn't even be in the top ten. But..."
"However, this performance on the vote day was originally a gift I planned to give him." He thought with a sneer, "Let's feel what it's like to be a plaything!"
While he was enjoying the humiliation of No. 81, the other party's voice rang through the stereo very clearly: "I report that I am operating in the dark!"
The people who were still insulting him: "...No. 81 is shameless for swiping tickets... What?"
Three people in front of the screen: "What?"
Dr. Lucier: "…"
"You see, the increase in my number of votes is not scientific." Lin Huai said sadly, "From 12:00 noon to 1:00 am is the peak time for dining, and the increase in the number of votes for each exhibit should decrease theoretically during this period, but I The growth curve of China is significantly different from that of others. This is obviously the result of controlling votes."
"...Accuse yourself." The roommate spit out a mouthful of water, "Is this person sick?"
"... I have always wanted a fair and just competition platform, but some people's preference for me has caused such a result." While saying these words, Lin Huai glanced at Lucille who was in the audience, "I don't want to be a resource guy. I really want to rely on my own strength to improve. Today, I am not qualified to stand on this stage."
The host swallowed his saliva, and after meeting the eyes of the head of the audience, he laughed twice, and said, "Oh, I don't have a problem seeing this curve. Don't be too sensitive on the 81st. Your The popularity is so high, how can you not be qualified?"
"I'm just a marketing guy..."
"How could it be? You are really enthusiastic."
After the two got back and forth several times, Lin Huai finally sighed impatiently. After a long time, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he said in a soft voice: "I've been talking to you for a long time, why don't you understand."
"?"
"I don't want to fuck with a group of idiots here." He said the most violent words in the most gentle tone, "I don't want to waste time participating in this shit competition."
host:…
After silencing Lin Huai's entire speech, the host let Lin Huai smile in the cabinet and moved on to the next session: "Next, let's read the fans' compliments to the potential criminals we support. Also, all potential criminals mentioned, please respond one by one.”
"First, the visitor from Greenhouse Zone 1, No. 13, I really like the way you bow your head and admit your mistakes when you are verbally insulted. Do you remember the toys I brought you? I will come to see you next week. !"
After hearing this, No. 13's body shook, and after a long time, she lowered her head and said, "... Thank you, thank you."
"The second one, from the third area of the greenhouse, Miss Eva, I remember your beautiful figure during the tour. Do you still remember my question? Looking forward to more interactions with you."
"The third one, from Greenhouse District 11, Adam, if you fail to make your debut, I really want to buy you and make it the most beautiful work of art. Your eyes will be the best pendants!"
After a few notes, the host glanced at the fourth glass cabinet and read out the last note.
"The fourth one. From Greenhouse Zone 1, No. 81. If you are eliminated, I am willing to buy your head and cut it open to see inside your brain. No. 81, do you have any response?"
Lin Huai replied, "If you are so short of brains, try to grow up yourself, don't always think about relying on the strength of others... Well, but if you want to watch, I can also show you on the spot..."
His last sentence was obviously taken as a joke, the host turned off the lights, and said loudly: "The next thing is the most exciting moment of our ballot meeting—that is—"
"Farewell to the old days!"
In the sound of mechanical rotation, four glass boxes rose from the ground. Among them, there is a potential prisoner with a frightened expression.
"The above four are the products of being eliminated this week. They should have been dealt with directly, but considering the rigor and entertainment of the game, we thought of a way." The host said with a smile, "In the first four In front of each bit, there is a panel, and the four buttons on it correspond to a mechanism."
As he spoke, Lin Huai lowered his head and looked at the things in front of him.
Those are four buttons of different colors, red, yellow, blue, and green.
The host said: "Each color of the button corresponds to a mechanism in the glass cabinet. Three mechanisms will lead to the execution of the prisoner, and one mechanism will make the prisoner leave the cabinet. Next, we will invite the first four people to give them a The corresponding one and the last four will be judged. Please pay attention—”
He blinked.
"The correct rate is only 1/4."
Meanwhile, in the museum.
The little girl with black hair and black eyes was sitting on the sofa, sobbing uncontrollably. The servant wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and comforted her softly, "Be good, don't cry."
"But..." the little girl choked up, "They look so pitiful. Why did you do this to them? They were locked in glass cages, and they didn't do anything wrong..."
Recalling the scene in the exhibition that I saw before, the little girl cried again.
"Although they look the same as us, judging from their genes, they are all out-and-out criminals." The servant explained, "They didn't commit any crimes, just because they were locked up..."
"But..." the little girl said confusedly, "I still don't understand..."
The voices of the two were low, whispering without any attention. Soon, it was swallowed up in a huge museum.