Interstellar Legend: King of Giants

Listless, with two dark circles under the eyes like a panda, hanging his head like a chicken eating rice and falling asleep at any time... On the shooting scene the next morning, only Li Junnian and the half-elf were among the five contestants Yin looked normal, and the other three contestants all looked pitiful because they didn't sleep well last night and were mentally devastated.

"So far Li Junnian has given us unexpected surprises one after another. Look, even lions like him and are willing to stay with him. How can the audience not like him?"

Fat Cat laughed bitterly and helplessly. In the previous few games, they had been secretly suppressing Li Junnian's votes and trying to reduce Li Junnian's shots as much as possible, but it was useless at all.

He had no idea what magical power this young man named Li Junnian possessed that could make the audience fall in love with him. In the past few years, his popularity had declined year by year, and there was nothing special about him. attention.

Some unusually obvious changes are happening quietly. None of them said it out but they can clearly feel that Li Junnian's rising popularity is almost unstoppable through years of experience in the entertainment industry. The rumors used to suppress Li Junnian after the knockout round not only did not suppress this guy's popularity, but brought more attention to Li Junnian.

Those two golden votes from who knows where they came from made them restrain their suppression of Li Junnian a lot.

Looking at it now, I originally wanted to let Yin show off the limelight by shooting short videos with animals, but who would have thought that this unparalleled white lion with a regal demeanor would choose Li Junnian and even get along happily.

People are not as good as the sky.

Holding his hands on his chest, Caesar looked at the Baishi and Li Junnian who were interacting closely under the camera: "Although he has two golden votes, we haven't received any information from the upper-class nobles until now, but silver is different. Professor Owen's support will make his career in the entertainment circle smoother."

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"Everyone's potential is infinite. The bloodline of half human and half elf does not mean that the bloodline is not pure. On the contrary, it gives you the right to choose your own life, whether to choose to become a human completely or become a human." A beautiful elf."

Gently lifting the pointed jaw of the half-elf with his fingers, Owen laughed, looking obsessively at Yin's elf-like features, snow-white skin, pure silver hair, and not particularly obvious pointed ears.

For a half-elf, Silver has a lot of elf features.

Like a puppet doll being manipulated at will, with light-colored pupils out of focus, Yin stood there in a daze and let Owen play with his body, without the slightest will to resist.

Walking around behind the half-elf, Owen gently pulled off the snow-colored satin bathrobe that was draped over Yin's body, and his fingers slid across the half-elf's thin shoulders all the way down, and his fingertips rested on the butterfly bone on Yin's back.

"Don't let me down, you will grow a pair of elf wings here, right? That must be very beautiful." Whispering in a low voice, talking to himself like a lunatic, the body in front of him is young and beautiful, in Owen's In his eyes, there were only genetic codes waiting for him to decipher.

Closing his eyes and approaching, holding Silver's shoulders with both hands, Owen strongly sniffed the faint bath fragrance from the half-elf, and a cold breath mixed in the air, like a silver-plated sharp blade by moonlight, The sharp knife cut it down and roughly chopped up the warmth and ambiguity in the room.

Noticing the strangeness, Owen immediately opened his eyes. The strange cold came from his own neck. He squinted slightly, but it was not a hallucination. A sharp silver knife rested on his neck. It only takes a little force to cut open his blood vessels with ease, and the gushing blood spreads all over the ground like rose petals. In just a few minutes, he will become a cold corpse due to blood loss and lack of oxygen.

"You're here, I knew you'd come." Without shouting in terror or trembling with fear, Owen laughed, with uncontrollable excitement in his eyes and voice.

"Don't move, don't talk." The extremely hoarse and deep voice sounded as rough as a person whose voice has been ruined. This is not a threat. With a slight force on the dagger, Owen's flesh was sliced ​​open A small drop of blood leaked from a crack.

The lights cast shadows in the shape of wings on the ground.