Chapter 33: A Terrible Nightmare (1st Update)
Le Ziang's eyes lit up, staring intently at the letter in Luxi's hand, and his face was almost written directly, It's for me, yes, yes!
Lu Xi handed his hand outward: "Since you are here, then I will hand it over to you directly." ”
The next second, Huo Dongling smiled.
Le Ziang cried.
"Master, why?" Le Ziang is not reconciled.
Faced with this crying, as if looking into the eyes of the negative man, Luxi took a step back in embarrassment, she probably, should, not do anything to be sorry for him!
Luxi explained: "Winter Spirit is very good, and it helped me a lot today. ”
Whether it's shouting during the day, or fighting against the program team together at night, this will not only help make money but also tacitly cooperate, and she is born rich and rich, and she is happy to look at the big girl, who else is not her favorite partner?
Huo Dongling happily took the envelope, his eyes were bent into crescents, his chin was raised, and he didn't say anything.
But Le Ziang saw five words in her eyes: useless man.
Lezi collapsed with his shoulders high, like a big rooster in soup, and his head was downcast.
He clenched his fists and swore secretly that he would get ahead and impress them.
Huo Dongling's eyebrows were raised, his lips were hooked, his eyes were proud and mocking, Le Ziang stubbornly refused to admit defeat, and the eyes of the two flashed with lightning.
Luxi snorted: "It's not early this day, sleep, sleep." ”
"Good night, Master."
"Deer Creek, good night."
Le Ziang and Huo Dongling spoke in unison.
Luxi waved his hand: "Good night." ”
After saying that, he closed the door, leaned against the door panel, and let out a long breath.
Le Ziang and Huo Dongling glanced at each other, and then turned their heads in disgust and spoke ruthlessly.
"If you have the ability, we'll see tomorrow." Le Ziang was awe-inspiring and wrote a war book.
Huo Dongling's chin was raised, and he snorted contemptuously: "Your subordinates are defeated." ”
When the battle between the two was raging, the door of a room at the other end of the third floor opened, and Bai Yuanshuang looked at the mailbox outside, and there was only a small and pitiful letter that was divided into five.
Bai Yuanshuang put away the letter paper, and quietly put his side face on the live camera, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly lost, and with the seamless pseudo-plain makeup and tearful makeup, it only made people feel distressed.
After returning to the room, Bai Yuanshuang went to the bathroom.
The bathroom is the only place where there is no live footage.
Bai Yuanshuang's face suddenly darkened, and his eyebrows were pressed together, secretly hating.
Until the door was knocked, Bai Yuanshuang put on the flawless mask again, and the staff came in with a mobile phone, which was the phone number of her agent.
The rule of "Sweet House" on the surface is that within one month of the variety show recording, you need to hand in your mobile phone.
But in reality, there is no room for accommodation.
The three celebrity guests are all public figures, and it is impossible to really lose contact with the outside world for a month for the sake of a variety show.
This was made clear as early as the signing of the contract.
A few minutes later, I hung up the agent's phone, Bai Yuanshuang's face was not as ugly as before, after washing and skin care, I looked at the time again, it was past the time to sleep for beauty sleep, and I quickly lay down and went to sleep.
Dead
A vague voice sounded in Bai Yuanshuang's ears, her eyelids moved, she struggled a few times, and finally opened her eyes.
But her body still couldn't move, and she could only look at the two "people" in front of her in horror.
She was like a puppet who was at the mercy of the other party.
A matchmaker-like dress, said to be a person, but like a paper man, his face is painted white, his cheekbones are painted red, his lips are also red, his eye sockets are very large, his eyeballs seem to fall out at any time, there is a big red flower on his head, there is a matchmaker mole at the corner of his mouth, his smile is very stiff, and he looks like a programmed setting.
The other is slightly more human-like, short stature, sparse hair, small eyes, the eyes are very obscene, and her eyes fall on Bai Yuanshuang's chest and buttocks, which makes her feel like she is not wearing clothes, her cold hair stands on end, and she is disgusting.
And although this man's appearance is still a little human, his body is very strange, bulging and white, like a balloon filled with water.
The man rubbed his hands, stepped forward, and sniffed: "Incense, sure enough, big stars are different from ordinary people." ”
Bai Yuanshuang could even smell the rich smell of wine coming from this man's body, as well as the fishy breath in his mouth, if it wasn't for the inability to move, she would definitely spit it out directly.
"Is the master sure?" The matchmaker's voice describes the robot, and it is even more gloomy, without any ups and downs, without the slightest emotion.
"Just her, you move quickly, I want to get close to my daughter-in-law as soon as possible." The man's eyes were full of disgusting desire, and his voice was full of impatience.
Bai Yuanshuang feels like pork on the chopping board of the vegetable market, which can be picked and looked at, without any human rights.
It reminded her of those unpleasant memories from the past.
Originally, she thought she had escaped from the cave.
But, it turns out that she has never forgotten.
At three o'clock in the morning, except for a few night owls who had not yet slept, the rest of them were already intoxicated with sleep.
Bai Yuanshuang's live broadcast room only has so many sporadic fans who are still watching, but in fact, they can't watch anything, because when the guests are sleeping, they tacitly agree to cover the live broadcast camera.
Suddenly, there was a scream in the live broadcast room.
At this moment, the few fans were taken aback.
[It's a white voice.] 】
[Is it a nightmare in vain?] 】
Bai Yuanshuang sweated profusely and was surprised from the bed, sat up all of a sudden, grabbed his hair, and his face was like paper.
"It's a dream! How could I possibly go on a blind date with that kind of man? Bai Yuanshuang muttered in a low voice, "Damn, those things are really ghostly." ”
The voice was so low that the fans in the live broadcast room couldn't hear it clearly.
Except for one scream, there was no sound.
I don't know how long it took to sit before Bai Yuanshuang lay down again, but she never fell asleep, for fear of nightmares again.
The next day, six in the morning.
Most of the guests hadn't woken up yet, Luxi opened the door and came out, and met Bai Yuanshuang, who hadn't slept all night at the staircase, even if he had exquisite makeup to cover it, he inevitably looked a little haggard.
Lu Xi looked at her, frowned slightly, the life palace was black, the bad luck was fixed, and the green qi went straight to the sky from the Yin Hall, and the black gas appeared on the quasi-head like a spider's web.
Oh no!
There is no sudden change in the physiognomy of a person, especially the change of life to death.
Unless the unexpected is coming.
But Bai Yuanshuang's eyebrows are slender and beautiful, his apricot eyes are clear and bright, his middle is deep and long, and his contours are clear, so he is not a short-lived person.
If it's not an accident, it's man-made.
Bai Yuanshuang noticed that Lu Xi had been looking at it for a long time, and tilted his head slightly, keeping a safe photogenic distance and not being pressed by Yan.
She smiled sweetly and said hello: "Morning! ”
"You didn't sleep well last night?" Deer Creek asked.
There must be a reason for it.
Bai Yuanshuang smiled shyly: "I have some bed recognition, I had a nightmare last night, and I didn't sleep much." ”
Nightmare?
Luxi stretched out his hand and handed over a piece of bright yellow rune paper folded into a triangle: "Send it to you, if you think it's easy to use, you can get a nine-percent discount next time." ”
Bai Yuanshuang's eyes flashed, thinking of what his agent said on the phone last night.
The agent confessed that he should try to be good with Luxi and not offend.
Luxi has a relationship with Xuanmen, and is likely to be a master of metaphysics.
Thinking of last night's nightmare, Bai Yuanshuang took the rune paper, his sweet smile remained unchanged, and he was a little more grateful: "Thank you, Luxi." ”
Luxi waved his hand slightly: "It's a trivial matter, remember to wear the rune paper closely, if there is nothing to do today, it is best not to go outside." ”
Bai Yuanshuang nodded obediently.
Before leaving, Lu Xi raised his hand, his fingertips were a little weak, his movements seemed to be inadvertent, and a trace of yin qi that ordinary people could not see suddenly dissipated.
Bai Yuanshuang's back, which had been tense, loosened, and there seemed to be no sour and cold stinging sensation in his shoulders.
She thought she hadn't slept well.
But—
Bai Yuanshuang tightly grasped the rune paper in his hand, and under the slightly drooping eyes, his eyes were complicated.