Chapter Seventy-Seven: People who are used to being a supporting role will also want to be the protagonist
Xia Mi, who was killing in the group of sickles with a stick, was very satisfied with the "corpses" all over the ground, and this afternoon, in addition to modifying the train, she took this group of scythes for rehearsal, and now it seems that it is also fruitful.
In her original script, Shadi would be forced into the Nibelungen and once again encounter the ghost train that had left him with a psychological shadow, and then engage in a battle royale game with the scythes.
But during the first rehearsal, she found that the brainless scythes were simply not able to carry out their demands perfectly, and were always messing around in the cramped compartments, turning from pilots to beasts.
And considering that Xia Di is just an ordinary human being, it is not bad for her, if she is accidentally scratched out by these stupid people who are not light or heavy, it will be worth the loss.
So I plan to put a few sickles in the car, which can make him frightened and not leave him half-armed.
When the train arrives, he can escape and face an even bigger challenge - the swarm of sheathers.
In the spacious space, the scythes can give full play to their strengths, and can better control the force to only hurt a shallow layer of flesh, so that when the male protagonist is in endless pursuit and danger, she can shine as a savior, and destroy all monsters to gain Xia Di's reverence.
Then, taking advantage of Xia Di's gratitude, he revealed some unknown secrets to let him know how dangerous the real world was, and coerced and lured him to take it for his own use.
It's just that the plan can never catch up with the changes, and the little plan she prepared has never been used from the beginning, whether it is to give Xia Di a stuffy stick or give Xia Di a stuffy stick......
In the follow-up, because of the actor's non-cooperation, she temporarily changed her plan to appear in advance, and as a result, she was reduced from the high profile of a savior to a kind-hearted person who didn't talk much.
Fortunately, this is also part of her B plan, becoming the leader of the plot, and Uncle Xia, who was demoted to the second male lead, overcame the psychological shadow step by step, and gradually became a beacon guiding his life with a little psychological hint, so that he would be grateful to himself and obey his words.
Now it seems that at least it is appropriate to be grateful to Dade.
However, the danger of this experience is still indispensable, and now she is playing with a bunch of miscellaneous fish-level sickles, and the male protagonist is once again alone, and the most important part of Plan B is about to be staged.
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Seeing that the game was about to be cleared, Lu Mingfei was so excited that he couldn't wait to set off fireworks to celebrate.
But now there is no such condition, so I can only take Jianlibao out and wait for the cloaked brother to return triumphantly as a reward.
Tsk, someone cleared the level without doing anything, which is not more interesting than the dead and alive Soul of Broken Darkness.
Lu Mingfei was complacent about his good fortune, just like when he was called by the teacher to answer the questions in order, and when it was his turn, the teacher left the questions for the next class to ask others.
But soon his smile gradually retracted, and finally he regained his composure.
Because he suddenly realized something, something very important: "This...... It seems to be my dream, why is it that someone else is in the limelight all the way? ”
If you think about it carefully, from the beginning of the game to the present, his only highlight is that he listens to people and does not make trouble, which saves Brother Cloak a lot of unnecessary trouble.
But although the dream of the amusement park monster was unfinished before, he Lu Mingfei had just passed the addiction of Ultraman beating up the little monster, why could he only eat and watch the whole process show his might this time?
I can't make my own decisions in my life, and I can't help but dream about it.
Looking at the cloak brother who killed all directions, and then looked at himself who was shrinking in the corner and cheering for him silently when the audience was silently cheering for him, Lu Mingfei was a little discouraged.
At first, he thought that he was the protagonist of this dream game, and the co-author was an inconsequential passer-by, silently applauding and cheering for the real protagonist next to him, becoming an indispensable foil.
can only say that he is indeed obedient and cooperative, not at all like those actors in horror movies who like to look for death, nor is he as naughty as the young detective group in the Grim Reaper elementary school, which fully shows what it means to be well-behaved and sensible.
Everyone likes such a child, which means that you don't need to pay too much attention, you can safely throw him aside, you won't cry or make trouble anyway, and you will find food for yourself when you are hungry, how perfect.
But that's reality, dreams shouldn't be like this......
Chewing on the chewing gum that had lost its taste, he leaned into the box behind him and comforted himself: "It's okay, it's good to have a tall person on top when the sky falls." ”
Anyway, no one has expected him, so why should he put too much pressure on himself, how comfortable is it not fragrant.
It is said on TV that nobles are rare to meet, but in reality, he has Uncle Xia and Senior Brother Chu as solid backing, and in his dreams, there is a warm-hearted cloaked brother who will fly all the way, as if he doesn't have to work hard at all.
It's a shame that there are no words for rotten and salted fish in these years, otherwise Xiaolu is likely to take it as his life goal.
Just when he was untaught, a dialog box suddenly popped up in front of him.
Familiar 莰西德, familiar font: "Dear Mr. Lu, you have a new mission - please destroy the Weasel Queen independently!" ”
"What?" Lu Mingfei looked at the taskbar in confusion, "Are you mistaken, shouldn't the Weasel Queen be Brother Zilong to deal with?" ”
He's just an ordinary passerby, what do you do with the protagonist's work?
Do you use nail clippers to get someone's manicure or take a lighter to warm someone's feet?
You can't let him chew gum and get beaten while bleeding, right?
It's just that as he said, the game doesn't shift by his will, and the next second, a howl so sharp that it tears your eardrum comes from the sky.
Lu Ming didn't follow the prestige, only to see a huge skeleton monster bird descend from the sky and swoop towards him.
Look at the membrane wings with a wingspan of at least ten meters, whistling through the air, and the sharp claws at the end emit the aura of death.
The nine white bones roared in unison, each with a different roar, and even the air was engulfed in this terrifying sound wave, turning into an invisible shockwave that swept away the golden glimmer in the air.
"Be careful!" The cloaked brothers, who were surrounded by the scythes, shouted, apparently trying to rush to save him, but the scythes suddenly went crazy and tried desperately to stop him.
"Oh, it's over." Lu Mingfei looked at the cloak brother who was under siege but still wanted to help him, and sighed, "It is worthy of being the protagonist", but he ignored the sickle-like claws of the Weasel Queen.
Indifferently took out a cigarette, shook out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and learned Tom to light it.
Taking a deep breath, the pungency of the tobacco choked him and his tears were coughed out.
"Damn, that's choking!"
Lu Mingfei cursed, he couldn't understand why adults like to smoke this thing, and sure enough, the country was right to ban minors from smoking.
Okay, that's it.
He wanted to be in a good mood for the next day, and the senior brother said that he would take him out tomorrow.
Spit out all the smoke remaining in his lungs with a sigh, Lu Mingfei was ready to face death calmly and hit GG with the last chic.
But the moment he closed his eyes, his waist sank suddenly, and a cold mechanical voice sounded in his ears:
“Standing by…… complete。 ”