It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off
Chapter 111 This waist, these legs, these arm lines, the little lamb is finished!
What a "Beauty Seizes the Sword!"
What a thrilling "stage design"!
The sound of war drums faded.
The audience seemed to have just come to their senses, and the cheers and discussions became louder and louder.
The performance on the stage was accompanied by being thrown to the edge of the stage, and there was a very clear sound of iron hitting the ground, and everything returned to calm.
The stage lights that were turned on one by one made the cold sweat and paleness on the contestants' faces look like they were stained with the frost of the autumn night.
The depressing atmosphere completely lacked the joy and joy that the contestants felt when they first took the stage.
Baiyang's right hand, which was hanging with a golden tassel hanging, rested on the shoulder of Feng Zeli, who still had his back to the audience. His originally sad eye makeup was blended with sharp and fierce eyes.
PD Yang was a little puzzled and was about to go on stage to say a few words and lead him to the next stage.
He was interrupted by the exclamations from the audience.
I saw a man with a black scarf on his face running down the "top of the mountain" holding a transparent glass bottle the size of a hot water bottle, running rampant along the way.
Girls who were pushed or stepped on screamed and cowered in pain.
The noise of curses and boundless fear hit like a tsunami, shrouding the huge studio in a panic-filled haze.
The microphone in PD Yang's hand landed at the same time as the fans' signboards.
At the moment PD Yang ran onto the stage and wanted to call the contestants to get off the stage.
The gray-clothed bodyguards on both sides of the audience swooped forward like hounds out of a cage.
The sound of a gun being loaded was buried in the noisy voices and footsteps.
In just a few moments of breathing, the man in black was subdued to the ground. His roar like a vicious dog struggling to breathe made the girls in the circle nearby cry and run helplessly in the opposite direction.
In a panic, the glass bottle was thrown onto the stage by the man in black.
The bodyguards in gray were too late to catch up with the glass bottle thrown into the sky.
He watched helplessly as the bottle cap, also made of glass, separated from the bottle under the pull of gravity, and the thick liquid almost poured out.
Although the man in black was captured hand and foot.
But the raised head and the fierce, ferocious and crazy-surprised eyes all proved that he came prepared, and the target of the attack was pointed at Baiyang.
The ferocious eyes, the falling glass, and the cold young man, these three points form a line.
Under the black scarf, the man's lips were so curved that they almost collapsed.
Destroying this most beautiful work, in one fell swoop, gained countless more.
At that moment everyone's breath froze.
A spinning figure that flew into the air so quickly that it almost dragged out the afterimage broke into the sight of the man in black.
A straight, slender but powerful kick in the air.
The glass bottle shattered almost immediately upon contact.
However, because the acceleration was too fast, there was no time to splash the sulfuric acid all over the body, so it was thrown hard on the camera covered with waterproof cloth under the stage, making a tooth-melting cracking sound.
Everything happened so unexpectedly.
too scary.
It seemed like just a few breaths away.
It seems like a long century has passed.
The players on the stage, the staff on the side of the stage, and the audience off the stage couldn't react.
Baiyang looked steadily at Shangyuting, who was wearing a black leather mask and had gloomy eyes. His hand had reached for the gun clip at his waist. There was a "sheep baby" spring hairpin on the top of his curly golden hair. , and suddenly his eyes became moist.
PD Yang was the first to rush onto the stage.
After looking around to see if the children were alright, his eyes were fixed on the long sword that made a strange metal collision sound as if it was a century ago.
Do misfortunes never come singly, or are they premeditated?
Duan Shui's feet were slightly scratched because he stepped on Baiyang's broken fan while walking on the stage. He limped to the direction of PD. Just as he was about to cry something, he met Baiyang's big red eyes. .
Qing Cold War God drops golden beads? Is it the loss of humanity or the annihilation of morality?
wrong!
Duan Shui ignored the pain in his feet and turned around to comfort Bai Yang: "Brother Yang, it's okay!"
The words were not spoken in unison.
Baiyang was seen "flying" like a swallow returning to its nest towards Shangyuting, who had just saved their lives.
It's real!
Zhou Ai was on the side of the stage before he could control the chaos. The direct contact between the contestants and the fans and the audience was not good.
He saw Baiyang hanging on Shangyuting like a tailless bear.
Zhou Jie’s whole body was furious!
"Bai Yang! Get down here!"
Director Zhou spoke angrily.
Yang pd jumped off the stage in the same style, hurriedly rushed to Bai Yang's side, and looked up at the man wearing a black leather mask who saved the life of their program crew.
Gan! Why is this man so tall!
PD Yang weakly whispered: "Um, player Bai, we are still recording!"
All around was the sound of fans snapping photos with high-definition cameras as they came to their senses.
PD Yang felt that he should take a few steps further to avoid comparison. In the photo, he looked too petite at 1.8 meters tall.
Zhou Jiaqi stepped forward fiercely, with the nameplate of the chief director hanging on his body very eye-catching.
"You..." Zhou Gai didn't have time to say anything.
The fans were chanting.
"Let them hold me!"
"Ahhhhh! My Zai Zai is so cute!"
"Good milk, good milk, help!"
"Don't dismantle it!"
"They are a couple!"
"This is a life-saving friendship!"
"That was sulfuric acid just now!"
"Zai Zai is crying! The program team looks at the good things you have done!"
"Zai Zai is crying!"
"Baiyang is so shy~"
"Hi ha ha ha, this waist, these legs, these arm lines, the little lamb is finished!"
……
Fans slowly gathered around.
In the waiting area, Mu Duoduo was blocked from the door by the program team and refused to go out. While anxiously looking at the live broadcast screen, his anger continued to rise.
"What is this man doing!"
"Why is he hugging my brother!"
"Take them apart quickly!"
"You are blind!"
Others: Come on, hold your conscience and say it again, who is hugging whom?
The guest is blocking the door. It's already chaotic outside. If we let the contestants out, the show will almost be over!
Ignoring Mu Duoduo's wails, he scolded him coldly: "Contestant Mu, hurry back to your seat. We will continue recording the first performance in half an hour at most."
After saying that, Xiao Ke pulled the door handle tightly, "You all sit back, it's time to put on your make-up, it's time to warm up, don't forget that there are still five teams that haven't played yet!"
But these words obviously have little effect.
Mu Duoduo's teammates were a little worried and wanted to pull them back, but Shi Cheng intervened at this time.
"Then can we go out and watch after we finish recording?"
"Who knows if this man is also one of the accomplices? How can he be so good just now and so many people can't stop the bottle, but he can fly!"
"Look at his support hairpin, he's obviously here to steal the sheep!"
"My lord, please give way!"
Shi Cheng said and pushed Xiao Ke.
On the live broadcast screen, real-time footage from the studio was transmitted.
What a thrilling "stage design"!
The sound of war drums faded.
The audience seemed to have just come to their senses, and the cheers and discussions became louder and louder.
The performance on the stage was accompanied by being thrown to the edge of the stage, and there was a very clear sound of iron hitting the ground, and everything returned to calm.
The stage lights that were turned on one by one made the cold sweat and paleness on the contestants' faces look like they were stained with the frost of the autumn night.
The depressing atmosphere completely lacked the joy and joy that the contestants felt when they first took the stage.
Baiyang's right hand, which was hanging with a golden tassel hanging, rested on the shoulder of Feng Zeli, who still had his back to the audience. His originally sad eye makeup was blended with sharp and fierce eyes.
PD Yang was a little puzzled and was about to go on stage to say a few words and lead him to the next stage.
He was interrupted by the exclamations from the audience.
I saw a man with a black scarf on his face running down the "top of the mountain" holding a transparent glass bottle the size of a hot water bottle, running rampant along the way.
Girls who were pushed or stepped on screamed and cowered in pain.
The noise of curses and boundless fear hit like a tsunami, shrouding the huge studio in a panic-filled haze.
The microphone in PD Yang's hand landed at the same time as the fans' signboards.
At the moment PD Yang ran onto the stage and wanted to call the contestants to get off the stage.
The gray-clothed bodyguards on both sides of the audience swooped forward like hounds out of a cage.
The sound of a gun being loaded was buried in the noisy voices and footsteps.
In just a few moments of breathing, the man in black was subdued to the ground. His roar like a vicious dog struggling to breathe made the girls in the circle nearby cry and run helplessly in the opposite direction.
In a panic, the glass bottle was thrown onto the stage by the man in black.
The bodyguards in gray were too late to catch up with the glass bottle thrown into the sky.
He watched helplessly as the bottle cap, also made of glass, separated from the bottle under the pull of gravity, and the thick liquid almost poured out.
Although the man in black was captured hand and foot.
But the raised head and the fierce, ferocious and crazy-surprised eyes all proved that he came prepared, and the target of the attack was pointed at Baiyang.
The ferocious eyes, the falling glass, and the cold young man, these three points form a line.
Under the black scarf, the man's lips were so curved that they almost collapsed.
Destroying this most beautiful work, in one fell swoop, gained countless more.
At that moment everyone's breath froze.
A spinning figure that flew into the air so quickly that it almost dragged out the afterimage broke into the sight of the man in black.
A straight, slender but powerful kick in the air.
The glass bottle shattered almost immediately upon contact.
However, because the acceleration was too fast, there was no time to splash the sulfuric acid all over the body, so it was thrown hard on the camera covered with waterproof cloth under the stage, making a tooth-melting cracking sound.
Everything happened so unexpectedly.
too scary.
It seemed like just a few breaths away.
It seems like a long century has passed.
The players on the stage, the staff on the side of the stage, and the audience off the stage couldn't react.
Baiyang looked steadily at Shangyuting, who was wearing a black leather mask and had gloomy eyes. His hand had reached for the gun clip at his waist. There was a "sheep baby" spring hairpin on the top of his curly golden hair. , and suddenly his eyes became moist.
PD Yang was the first to rush onto the stage.
After looking around to see if the children were alright, his eyes were fixed on the long sword that made a strange metal collision sound as if it was a century ago.
Do misfortunes never come singly, or are they premeditated?
Duan Shui's feet were slightly scratched because he stepped on Baiyang's broken fan while walking on the stage. He limped to the direction of PD. Just as he was about to cry something, he met Baiyang's big red eyes. .
Qing Cold War God drops golden beads? Is it the loss of humanity or the annihilation of morality?
wrong!
Duan Shui ignored the pain in his feet and turned around to comfort Bai Yang: "Brother Yang, it's okay!"
The words were not spoken in unison.
Baiyang was seen "flying" like a swallow returning to its nest towards Shangyuting, who had just saved their lives.
It's real!
Zhou Ai was on the side of the stage before he could control the chaos. The direct contact between the contestants and the fans and the audience was not good.
He saw Baiyang hanging on Shangyuting like a tailless bear.
Zhou Jie’s whole body was furious!
"Bai Yang! Get down here!"
Director Zhou spoke angrily.
Yang pd jumped off the stage in the same style, hurriedly rushed to Bai Yang's side, and looked up at the man wearing a black leather mask who saved the life of their program crew.
Gan! Why is this man so tall!
PD Yang weakly whispered: "Um, player Bai, we are still recording!"
All around was the sound of fans snapping photos with high-definition cameras as they came to their senses.
PD Yang felt that he should take a few steps further to avoid comparison. In the photo, he looked too petite at 1.8 meters tall.
Zhou Jiaqi stepped forward fiercely, with the nameplate of the chief director hanging on his body very eye-catching.
"You..." Zhou Gai didn't have time to say anything.
The fans were chanting.
"Let them hold me!"
"Ahhhhh! My Zai Zai is so cute!"
"Good milk, good milk, help!"
"Don't dismantle it!"
"They are a couple!"
"This is a life-saving friendship!"
"That was sulfuric acid just now!"
"Zai Zai is crying! The program team looks at the good things you have done!"
"Zai Zai is crying!"
"Baiyang is so shy~"
"Hi ha ha ha, this waist, these legs, these arm lines, the little lamb is finished!"
……
Fans slowly gathered around.
In the waiting area, Mu Duoduo was blocked from the door by the program team and refused to go out. While anxiously looking at the live broadcast screen, his anger continued to rise.
"What is this man doing!"
"Why is he hugging my brother!"
"Take them apart quickly!"
"You are blind!"
Others: Come on, hold your conscience and say it again, who is hugging whom?
The guest is blocking the door. It's already chaotic outside. If we let the contestants out, the show will almost be over!
Ignoring Mu Duoduo's wails, he scolded him coldly: "Contestant Mu, hurry back to your seat. We will continue recording the first performance in half an hour at most."
After saying that, Xiao Ke pulled the door handle tightly, "You all sit back, it's time to put on your make-up, it's time to warm up, don't forget that there are still five teams that haven't played yet!"
But these words obviously have little effect.
Mu Duoduo's teammates were a little worried and wanted to pull them back, but Shi Cheng intervened at this time.
"Then can we go out and watch after we finish recording?"
"Who knows if this man is also one of the accomplices? How can he be so good just now and so many people can't stop the bottle, but he can fly!"
"Look at his support hairpin, he's obviously here to steal the sheep!"
"My lord, please give way!"
Shi Cheng said and pushed Xiao Ke.
On the live broadcast screen, real-time footage from the studio was transmitted.
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