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

The slightly raised hair on the cold young man's head was fluttering in the wind.

A slight chill penetrated into the clothes and slapped on the skin.

It should have been taken outside.

Bai Yang paused slightly.

The voice of the "staff member" who led her forward was a bit contagious: "It's okay, there's still a corner to go."

A real wild man controls the "sheep" online!

Baiyang almost screamed from his throat.

The heart almost escaped from the body.

Why is Brother Ting so fat?

Why did you appear on the show?

There are cameras everywhere here. Brother Ting, your identity as a "wild man" will not be preserved!

The sheep's claws swung in the tiger's mouth of the boss of Goodwill Court.

Pulling the big man's wrist with his backhand, Qing Leng Xiaoyang's other hand was already pulling on the radio's headset.

The fake staff member and the real warlord immediately grabbed both sheep's paws.

Under night vision lens.

The "staff" seemed to have been helpless by this rebellious lamb, and directly started to tidy up the torn-out headsets of the artist.

The expression is serious, the camera is blind, but the real action is to minimize the reception of the anti-bone lamb headset.

at the same time.

The sound of breath that was suppressed to the lowest volume echoed in the ears of the bone-crunching lamb.

"Big star, why don't you pretend to record a variety show?"

The warmth brushed through the ends of the hair, making the lamb's dull hair stand straight.

Brother Ting, is... Yuanyang about to take action?

And right here?

Did her good former mentor lie?

Will her preparations conflict?

Don't wait until the sheep is in a daze.

The tall and long-legged "staff member" stretched his hands from under the collar of the reverse-boned lamb.

He took the cord of the headset, squatted down and put the headset back on the worried lamb.

Yangzizi, who had been forcibly controlled for half a minute, didn't dare to move.

Because... the real Senhan was right in front of her belly.

You can guess with your eyes closed that what is tied to this invisible belt bag should be some kind of control device.

The anti-bone lamb stood up straight in an instant.

By default, he ignored some kind of provocative action of wiping his hands on her waistcoat line.

Half a minute later, the "staff" finally cleaned up the troubled artist.

Continue to lead the artist around the corner.

The director in the headset was also a little helpless, "Bai Yang really gave up."

"We haven't even left yet when people started making trouble!"

The staff in the control room smiled easily.

Someone seemed to want to get a clearer view and walked around behind the director, and the figures nearby moved slightly.

……

The warlord finally placed his baby sheep in a position that he felt was relatively safe.

The men hiding behind the one-way glass seemed to accidentally knock on the escape door in front of them twice.

The anti-bone lamb took advantage of the situation and looked at it.

However, his vision was still blocked by the obstructive eye mask.

The sheep's claws tugged at the clothes of the "staff" uneasily.

I got a "An~" that was intertwined with the voice behind me.

The anti-bone lamb and the "staff" looked around the corner behind them at the same time.

Although I can't see anything clearly, I can still identify who's coming by listening to the voice.

Tong Yingying was also scared. Every two steps he took, he had to check, "Are you here yet?"

"Why is it so far away?"

"Is there anyone else?"

"Wuwu, I don't dare to do single-line tasks..."

The female voice is almost continuous.

The assistant director next to him had to walk a long way before he saw Bai Yang who should have stopped long ago.

Somewhat irritably, he pulled Tong Yingying's hand to Baiyang's side.

Shangyuting didn't say anything, pushing the escape door and slowly retreating out.

The assistant director followed closely behind. As soon as the door was closed, he couldn't help but complain, "Why is it so far away?"

Shouldn't it be originally planned to be behind the garden?

The warlord hiding in the shadows sneered at the corner of his mouth and responded directly with action.

……

The escape room game continues.

Artists and guests were placed "irregularly" in all directions of the venue.

Some are closer, and some are far away and have almost nothing to do with the large army.

Baiyang and Tong Yingying fall into the latter category.

As soon as Tong Yingying was allowed to take off his blindfold, he couldn't wait to take off this funny thing.

At the same time, he walked towards Baiyang and said, "Teacher Bai, I hope you are here too."

"If I were alone, I would kneel down right where I am."

Tong Yingying patted his chest, the happiness on his face was genuine.

Baiyang's expression was as distant and indifferent as ever, but he still answered, "Just walk slowly."

After saying that, he stepped up and began to look around the current secret room.

Ting Ge asked her to start from here first, there must be a reason for Ting Ge.

The sheep is very relieved.

Then... I was stuck in place for half an hour.

No, this room is passively unlocked?

The kind where they don’t have to go out unless others come?

Bai Yang was ashamed.

Tong Yingying tugged at the hem of his clothes with both hands, not confident, "Did we miss any key evidence?"

If they really can't get out of here on their own, then there's no point in doing anything!

I really don’t understand.

Tong Yingying patted his head.

The other side of the escape room.

When the puppy panicked, it turned into n emoticons.

Afraid of ghosts, kill x1!

Afraid of the dark, kill x2!

Afraid of Chinese horror, kill x2333...

He was thinking about the little white sheep who should be brave enough to take him off.

At that time, the puppy would call "sheep cub" for half a day every time he walked for a short distance.

The program was very effective.

Zeng Yifan was so noisy on the other side that he shouted angrily, "Shi Cheng!"

"Does Baiyang know you are so clingy?"

Shi Xiaowu finally heard the live version's response, and the psychological construction that had just collapsed began to lay the foundation again.

He rushed through the dark fog and rushed into the dilapidated ancestral hall where Zeng Yifan was.

"Brother Yifan, have you seen Xiaoyang?"

Zeng Yifan: ..."Why don't you open your big eyes and see what's going on with me now?"

This is probably how to tie pig's trotters!