It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

"How did he get into A University if he couldn't solve this question?"

"Maybe I bought my degree back!"

"No way! I heard that this thing is very strict now."

"Having a father who is a real estate tycoon, just because others can't, doesn't mean he can't!"

Two voices kept chattering in his ears. Bai Yang covered his head in severe pain and reluctantly opened his eyes.

The surroundings were shrouded in thick gray fog, and the two people talking looked over with disdain.

"Baiyang, why are you pretending to be dead? Get up quickly and solve the problem."

Zhuo Yong is most annoyed by people with this kind of relationship, especially Baiyang, the most popular face nowadays, who is rich and beautiful.

"Yes, we've been in this secret room enough, maybe we'll let your wealthy father come to get people."

Bai Shen put her hands on her hips, and while the fog was thick, she stepped forward and stretched out her legs to kick Bai Yang.

Feeling the malice of the two men, Bai Yang held on to the wooden box piled up against the wall and stood up neatly, avoiding Bai Shen's heavy kick.

He turned around and pretended to fall, hitting his arm with his arm, and Bai Shen immediately became the one on the back.

Turn around!

There was a dull thud.

Thin glass shards on the ground had already penetrated into Bai Ginseng's back, and the shrill screams instantly penetrated the entire secret room.

Bai Yang rested his hands on Bai Shen's body, his mind still not clear.

The moment his palm touched Bai Ginseng's body, a mechanical sound exploded in his mind.

"Bai Shen, Bai Yang's cousin, as the eldest son of a third-rate family in the imperial capital that survives by sucking the Bai Yang family's blood, wants to destroy Bai Yang's inheritance from the real estate tycoon Bai Su's family."

what sound!

Baiyang stood up quickly, the back of her head hurt. She tried her best to look around, but she still couldn't find the source of the sound.

When Zhuo Yong saw his brother crying out in pain, he thought it was another show effect, so he rushed forward and pushed the white ginseng down a little further.

"Brother, are you alright?"

"Let me go, why is the floor here covered with glass!"

Zhuo Yong's hand almost plunged into the glass ground, and he was so frightened!

Bai Shen shouted "Go away" loudly, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he knew very well why there were glass shards on the ground!

Ignoring the "deep brotherhood" between the two people, Bai Yang still had the same dignified and cold expression.

With the help of the weak ambient light in the secret room, Bai Yang avoided the traps and turned to the problem-solving board.

Shake your head hard, this is not her body.

Although they are all girls, there is no way she can appear here!

Isn't she already dead?

The mechanical sound in my mind sounded again.

"The host hardware is well integrated. The Golden Palm system is loading the memory of the original owner Bai Yang into the host. Please check the memory and complete the first task: earn 6 million yuan in rebirth fees!"

What system?

what task?

Before Bai Yang could figure out the current situation, the key memories of the previous 18 years of this body's original owner were flashing through his eyes.

The original owner, Bai Yang, has the same name as her, and she even disguises herself as a man.

the difference is.

The original owner was raised as a boy because his father, the real estate tycoon Bai Su, was worried that he would not have a son to inherit his huge fortune.

And because she can imitate male voices, she likes to dub radio dramas online while wearing a vest, and has almost become the top dubbing actor in the radio drama industry.

Because she is so mysterious, fans are looking for clues about her life in the third dimension.

There are even a large number of ardent male fans who shout every day to record a live version with her if they catch her...

Not wanting to make her fans collapse when she suddenly loses her vest one day, she cut off her waist-length hair, dressed in androgynous clothes, and became a tomboy in the eyes of her university professor parents.

This time, it was the original owner's cousin. Bai Can invited the original owner out to play in an escape room. There were many obstacles and dangers along the way.

The original owner was hit on the head by a wooden barrel falling from the sky a few steps after entering the room. She died immediately. Instead, she died due to severe allergies.

She always reported her grievances promptly, but the voice that appeared in her mind just now was so targeted that it was no longer the theme of the secret room script.

In the blind spot of the camera, Bai Yang looked coldly at Bai Shen, who was wailing on the ground.

The cousin of the original owner, this deadly feud, just a few shards of glass asking for trouble, is still light.

Zhuo Yong finally saw the red liquid flowing out from the back of the white ginseng, and knew that he must have lost it.

He shouted out of desperation: "Baiyang, how could you push Bai Shen into the glass field! Are you trying to kill Bai Shen?"

The camera on the roof quickly focused on the ground.

In the hazy environment, the image of a gentle nobleman that Bai Shen created in front of the public was replaced by a ferocious face.

The heavy sweat had glued Bai Ginseng's scanty hair into a few clumps, sticking to her reflective forehead.

The will to survive made Bai Shen reach out with difficulty to make a gesture of giving up the challenge.

However, the moment the gesture was raised, it was blocked by Bai Yang who accidentally flashed into the camera.

"Brother Shen, what's wrong with you! Don't scare Xiaoyang."

"Zhuo Yong, please stop pressing my brother. Didn't you see that there is glass all over the floor?"

"I just got knocked unconscious and you didn't come to help me!"

Baiyang stepped forward "anxiously" and was about to mention Zhuo Yong after finishing speaking.

The moment the thin white fingers touched Zhuo Yong, the emotionless mechanical sound sounded again.

"Zhuo Yong, together with Bai Shen, planned this secret room reality show. He hopes that by suppressing Bai Yang and making Bai Shen happy, he will have more opportunities to perform in the reality show, win the love of the audience, and become a national idol."

Baiyang was secretly shocked, it turned out to be a reality show!

Damn her habit of hiding behind the scenes!

Baiyang is 1.7 meters tall, with a thin body but strong hands. When Zhuo Yong was suddenly mentioned, she was still a little confused.

Baiyang pretended not to be angry and continued: "Brother Shen, is Zhuo Yong your brother? I have suppressed you for so long without even knowing how to help him!"

Hearing the sound, the camera refocused, and the director team confirmed that the "financier father" had really been in an accident, and there was a chaos of chaos.

Soon, the lights in the secret room were turned on by the central control room, the dry ice reactor stopped outputting smoke, and the green glass bottle fragments on the ground were shocking.

Baiyang knew that if the original owner hadn't happened to fall on the wooden box used as a roadblock, she might not only have lost her appearance.

The secret door for NPCs to enter and exit was suddenly pushed open, and the pile of wooden boxes pushed the white ginseng inside a few centimeters further.

Several large high-definition cameras were rushed in, carried by a tall and strong photography team.

Baiyang subconsciously grabbed the problem-solving board and held it in front of her face, speaking in a bad tone.

"What's going on, Brother Shen and Zhuo Yong, didn't you just let me play in a secret room? What are they doing with their guns and guns?"

Bai Yang became angrier as he spoke, "You'd better explain clearly that my portrait rights are calculated as eight digits per minute."

The directing team believed that Bai Yang was the one who started the show. This secret room reality show emphasized "reality" and the live broadcast started from the moment the three people entered the secret room.

Turning the camera to the side, Baiyang's perfect facial lines were completely exposed to the camera.

The screen moved closer, and the barrage ran very fast.

"I love this appearance. I love it."

"What a handsome guy. I've had a crush on him for three years since high school!"

"The entire live broadcast was Gaussian blur, but it still couldn't stop the young master's beauty that is killing me!"

""My young master! "He's talking about this young master!"

"The troublesome thing on the floor, the photography teacher, moved it out of the frame. He just calls himself my husband. I'm going to vomit out the last night's meal!"

……

"The young master looks like he really doesn't know what's going on live!"

In order for Bai Shen to completely remove his "suspect" from everything that happened today, it was impossible to leave any so-called evidence.

So when the director team discovered that he was really injured and interrupted the recording, vowing to find out the real culprit who smashed the glass bottle, they could only swallow all their hatred and "self-deprecatingly unlucky" to get over the matter.

But Zhuo Yong had to play an important background role to meet the schedule of this reality show. Hearing this, he was anxious and quickly squatted down and begged Bai Shen:

"Brother Shen, let's edit and edit, these materials should still be usable."

Bai Shen was already screaming in pain, but when she heard Zhuo Yong's words, she became even more angry and yelled with all her strength: "Get lost, you useless thing!"

Bai Shen wanted to strangle Zhuo Yong to death when he remembered how he had been hurt twice just now.

Even "edited out", he can imagine how embarrassed he is now with his eyes closed.