At the back of the hallway was a powder room with two people already waiting.

Bai Buzhi thought that he could sit on the chair and play with his mobile phone again, but he was captured by two people: "Take pictures? Come and dress up. ”

"What are you going to dress up in?" Bai didn't know how to ask.

"Wedding photos, of course, are what they look like when they are married. Wear a red festive look. A woman said.

"Just wear a shirt and trousers, clean and decent." Another man said.

The two men quarreled.

Bai Buzhi: "......"

No, isn't he in the game? Isn't playing games casual, relaxing, intellectual? Why would he be here to watch a man and a woman arguing about a fight that is neither nutritious nor terrierous?

If you don't work well, you can't do it, what are you wasting the player's time, can't you slip off the stage?

The two argued for five minutes, and the man won, and said to Bai Buzhi: "You just wear a shirt and trousers, come and change with me." ”

Bai Buzhi said: "But isn't my current body a shirt and trousers?" ”

"Your shirt and trousers won't work, ours will," the man said, "you have to follow the rules, otherwise we won't take your picture, and the Civil Evidence Bureau won't let your picture pass." ”

"Speaking of which, I think of another thing," Bai Buzhi asked, "this...... Wedding...... Ah, my other half can't come today because of something, but I'm a human being...... Bah...... I was still smiling when she was smiling, so you took a picture of me on the left side of the picture, okay? Be sure to be in the strictly left half and not occupy her place. ”

What he said was obviously unlucky, but the two people in front of him didn't know if the thesaurus of AI learning didn't contain these two colloquialisms or what, so they didn't understand it. Even the woman showed a little surprise: "You are really good to your wife." ”

After speaking, he glanced at the man: "You look at the people, and then look at you." ”

The two are once again locked into a pointless and laugh-free argument.

Bai Buzhi was forced to listen for another five minutes, feeling that his current mental state was the worst since he entered the game.

Although his MP bar was still full, he had almost taken it as an illusion.

"Okay, you put this outfit on." The man told him.

[Name: A little dirty shirt]

[Can I take out a copy: No]

【Grade:D】

【Type: Exterior】

[Defense: None]

[Note: Before acting, remember to wear a good costume.] 】

This remark made Bai Buzhi slightly stunned. He took the garment in his hand, and just made a "draped" motion, and the garment was "worn" on his body.

After all, players can't be allowed to put on and take off their clothes in the game. Even if it's just a single-player dungeon, some players are rebellious to a degree that normal people can't imagine at all.

Only then did he realize that this shirt was indeed different from the one he was wearing. Bai Buzhi didn't have much research on fabric, but he felt that this material felt quite old-fashioned...... It's like what his grandfather used to have in his closet, so what is the material called "really good"?

He put it on and said to the man, "I'm all right." ”

The man glanced at him.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Bai Buzhi feels that the temperature around him seems to have dropped a little.

It stands to reason that there will be no unreasonable sudden change in temperature in the dungeon, unless it is caused by plot factors...... And even if it were, he should be able to withstand a little cold with two layers of clothing.

But that's how the chill came.

Not only that, but everything around him seemed to have changed a bit.

The man is no longer a middle-aged and elderly man in a polo shirt and slacks, but a young man in a gray tunic has become a young man. The same goes for the woman, her hairstyle changes from fluffy bubble noodle waves to a double-strand braid that hangs down her chest, as if the two of them are not NPCs but players, and they have just performed a one-click costume change.

The two of them look like people who don't know the style of oil paintings they see in history books or old pictorials.

The two of them didn't seem to be aware of this, and still looked at Bai Buzhi: "Xuan Jue? …… 顥玏镹癘茇。 ”

Bai Buzhi's eyes were slightly condensed.

He couldn't understand a word of these words.

But fortunately, he didn't seem to need to understand, and he was led forward by two people, and soon came to a room deeper.

The room seems to have been used for photographs, with a scarlet velvet curtain against the backdrop that resembles congealed blood. In front of the curtain is a bench with a large fill light in front of it.

The lights were bright, very bright, maybe a little too bright. Anyone who has ever driven at night knows that if a car is coming from the opposite side with its high beams on, it is often the glare that causes the driver to be unable to see the road and other things.

Bai Buzhi is like this at the moment. He was pressed to sit on the side of the bench, and the light shot straight at him, and the light was bright, as if there was a mighty righteousness, and there was no darkness hidden in it.

"Wait a minute and I say, 'Okay,' and you'll shout 'Hooray,' got it?"

The man's voice came from behind the light. At this time, he was able to understand the man's words for a short time, and he didn't know if it was because of the light or some other reason.

Bai Buzhi tilted his head slightly.

"What am I going to shout long live?"

"Thinking too much, you just need to shout long live, so that the photos taken are good!" A woman's voice came.

"It makes sense, but I chose to shout eggplant." Bai didn't know how to say.

weighs 100 pounds, and the bone is 99.

"Do you still want to take pictures?" The man's voice came again, sounding a little angry.

Bai Buzhi smiled.

"Still laughing? What is your attitude? Then you don't want to shoot! Get out! We're closing! "It's a man's voice, coercive.

"Remember what customers know outside? You've seen it before you came in, right? - Trust us, everything we do is for the sake of the finished film! We are responsible for the quality of the photos! The woman's voice, still anxious, took on a hint of pleading.

Bai Buzhi shook his head: "Yes, I saw it." But what do you say that you are responsible for the customer or the film...... It's better to be responsible for something else. Otherwise, if I just want to say the word 'year' and smile, then why can't it be eggplant? ”

"After all, today, in the 21st century, I don't think that if you press your head and ask me to say long live or worship someone, I will listen to you without brains...... No way? ”

The sentence was not finished.

Because when Bai Buzhi was halfway through speaking, the lights were blazing.

The light was already very bright, and the close-range exposure made it difficult for Bai Buzhi's eyes to open, and at this moment it was even more blazing that he subconsciously raised his hand to cover it.

At the same time, there was a "bang" and the shutter sound of an old-fashioned camera coming from behind the lights.

After this light, the whole world suddenly fell into darkness......