The beauty of the fishing department is a god in the love variety show

Song An soon received a message, in which was his number - No. 6.But he obviously has never added this person as a friend, but now he can receive messages from him alone.

The king released his first task: "Please draw the three students who have drawn No. 3, No. 6 and No. 7 to play the game of grabbing chairs in the dance classroom on the third floor at 12 midnight."

Many people have played the game of grabbing chairs when they were young, but Song An didn't think the so-called king would arrange such a simple game.

After determining the content of the game, the king stopped talking.Song An also put away his mobile phone and pretended to listen to the class seriously.

After class, the guests gathered together.Except for Song An, the faces of No. 3 Liang Li and No. 7 Yuan Yanan were obviously not very good-looking.The rest of the people who didn't have their turn were also not at ease, because they knew that it would be their turn soon.

She Chen is still very experienced, and he pointed out solemnly: "Of course the game has to be done, but the most critical part of this game is not to win the game, but to find out who the king is. Otherwise, keep playing like this, and everyone will die."

The rookie Chen Kang immediately asked tremblingly: "Then how do I find it?"

She Chen gave him a meaningful look: "It's very simple. Generally speaking, games and death hide secrets."

Chen Kang shivered, as if he was frightened: "Then what about the boss? Aren't we a love variety show?"

She Chen sneered: "You mean the boss, of course he is the king. What you have to do is to survive as long as possible in the game and win the boss's attention with wonderful performances. Guest number 6, Song An, is best at this. Ask him for advice, maybe you will gain something."

Of course, Chen Kang knew that Song An, a guest from an unknown planet, was treated as cannon fodder at the beginning, and now he has counterattacked and become a king of popularity. He is a role model for countless people who want to participate in the show.

Before coming here, he also fantasized that it would be great if he could be like Song An or even replace Song An.

But the reality gave him a slap in the face, just this weird game of kings had already made him lose confidence.

Taking a peek at Song An, Chen Kang saw his gentle brows and eyes, and felt that he seemed to be easy to talk to.And he thought, this is in front of the camera, even if he is pretending, this popular king probably won't reject him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help leaning over, and asked in a low voice, "Well, can you take me with you? This is my first time participating in the show, so I don't have much experience."

Song An pulled away from his thoughts, glanced at him with a chuckle, and did not directly reject his request, but asked, "Is there any benefit for me?"

benefit?Chen Kang never thought about this question.He just felt that it didn't take much to lead him with Song An's strength.And he is just a rookie, and there is nothing to give him.

Thinking of this, he became a little annoyed.Unexpectedly, the seemingly gentle Song An would be so powerful, and at this juncture, he would still exploit him.

But thinking of his purpose and the fear in his heart, he still swallowed his breath, and pleaded pitifully: "I'm just a newcomer, I have nothing."

Such a humble attitude should satisfy Song An.And the lower his posture is, the easier it is to bring out Song An's harshness, thus attracting more fans.

Song An nodded understandingly, but said bluntly: "Then exchange it with me when you have something."

Chen Kang blushed, and couldn't help criticizing: "For you, it's easy to take me alone. Why don't you help me? I used to watch the show and thought you were a gentle and kind person, but you didn't. It’s like this when you think you’ll actually see it. You’re so hypocritical, your fans are all deceived by the illusion!”

Song An softly smiled, and did not deny his statement, but admitted: "You are right, I am such a person. So next time you beg me, please think carefully and see if you can come up with something equivalent Come to exchange. If you waste your words like this again, I don’t even bother to listen.”

Chen Kang was so choked that he couldn't speak, he looked a little pitiful.

At this time, Barton walked over, his sky blue eyes were full of compassion.soft.

"Poor man, instead of being wronged and begging a hard-hearted guy, you might as well be with me. Although I don't have as many games as Song An's clearance, I am willing to use my meager experience to help you."

Chen Kang's eyes lit up, it was better to be led by someone than no one.Besides, Barton doesn't look weak.I can rely on him in the early stage, and after I get familiar with the game in the later stage, I can just step on him to go up.

He looked at Barton gratefully, and immediately stood beside him, not forgetting to cast a provocative glance at Song An to express his anger.

Song An just pretended not to see it, what he wants to know more now is how to do the game at night?

It's not new to the game of grabbing a chair, but it only takes one or two elements of this fun and light-hearted game to become scary.And what the king asked them to play was really not a game in the underworld.

[The first round of the king's game - grab a chair.

Game rules: At midnight, when the yin is at its heaviest, light a circle of candles, place the chairs to be grabbed in the middle of the candles, and there is one less chair than the player.

When the game starts, all players revolve around a known start.Until a candle goes out, they start grabbing chairs.

The player who did not grab the chair retreats to the corner to be eliminated, and the player who grabbed the chair continues until there is only one person left on the chair.At this time, the remaining person can see ghosts.

Players: No. 3 Liang Li, No. 6 Song An, and No. 7 Yuan Yanan. 】

The campus at night is very quiet, the entire night sky seems to be shrouded in black mist, and no stars or moon can be seen.Fortunately, the lights on the road were still on, barely allowing the three of Song An to find the way to the dance studio.

Song An pushed open the door of the dance studio, and the inside had been tidied up very clean.The light from the flashlight could barely illuminate the floor in front of them, and their figures were reflected in the clean and tidy mirror. They were in pairs at night, making people uncomfortable.

"Let's begin." Song An said.

He lit the candles by the light of the flashlight, and there were three candles placed in a triangle on the ground.I dragged two chairs at the door and put them in the middle, which is considered to have set up the basic scene of the game.

Both Liang Li and Yuan Yanan's complexions were not very good-looking, especially under the light of the candle, they looked more and more gloomy and restless.But they are all old players, at least they understand that there is no way out for resistance.

Song An turned off the flashlight, only the candle was burning quietly.

The three of them began to turn around the chairs. Even though the doors and windows of the dance studio were tightly closed, a candle suddenly went out.

Song An immediately rushed up and sat down on one of them.

Yuan Yanan, who moved slower and was in a trance, was not so lucky. She and Liang Li grabbed the same chair, but Liang Li was obviously stronger and more focused than her.

Yuan Yanan stood there in a daze, biting her lips until the stinging blood awakened her mind, then silently followed the game's requirements and stood on the corner of the wall.

After one candle was extinguished, the whole room became darker and darker.The boundless darkness enveloped the three of them like a spreading mist. Song An and Liangdi standing in the center of the candle were fine, but Yuan Yanan standing in the corner seemed to be engulfed by the darkness, almost invisible.

There is only one chair left, but whether the winner will be punished or rewarded is unclear.

This is also one of the pitfalls of this game.

Liang Li probably also understood, so his actions were not very fast, but showed a kind of carelessness.

Song An guessed that She Chen might have said something to him, but he wanted to see more, what is the ghost that this game will show them?

The candle went out again, Liang Li feigned a shot, but did not snatch it.Song An sat on the chair without hesitation.

A flash of complacency flashed in Liang Li's eyes, and he retreated silently to the corner.This is very close to the door, even if something unexpected happens, he can quickly escape through the door.

Song An was the only one left in front of the candle, and he calmly looked ahead, waiting for something that might appear.

Da da da, there was a sound of footsteps.

Although he pricked up his ears to listen, he couldn't tell where the sound was coming from. The sound seemed to come from all directions, confusing his ears.

Just when he was wondering, he suddenly thought of something and turned his head to look in the mirror.

Sure enough, from the depths reflected in the mirror, a girl in a snow-white tutu was walking slowly.

The hair that should have been combed was now scattered over her face, making it difficult to see her facial features clearly.On the feet are a pair of exquisite ballet shoes. There should be no sound when stepping on the ground, but it makes a clicking sound as if there is an iron piece on the sole of the foot.

This is probably the ghost the game wants them to see.

Song An didn't dare to relax his vigilance, he already had the props in his hand.Ready to fight the girl, oh, no, it should be said to be a female ghost.

But the girl didn't wear a mirror. Instead, she stood in the mirror and pulled her skirt gracefully, saluted and began to dance.Her dancing posture is very graceful. At this age, she can be called quite talented.

Song An held his breath and concentrated.He didn't dare to relax at all, but soon he found that his eyes seemed to start to blur.

The whole brain was out of control, as if drunk, he stood up in a trance, and started walking towards the girl.

He knew very well that he shouldn't do this, but his body was like a marionette being pulled, completely disobedient to the command of his heart

Soon he was standing in front of the mirror, the distance between him and the girl was less than a few centimeters.

The close distance allowed him to see the girl's face through the hair, it was a pale face, although it was still beautiful, it exuded the breath of death.

How pitiful!Like a flower that hasn't bloomed yet, it has already begun to wither.

His pity for the girl flashed in his heart, and he stretched out his hand like a knight trying to save the princess.

The girl smiled, but that smile was extraordinarily weird.The mouth covered with lipstick stretched to the ear, revealing the toothless mouth, and a bright red tongue can be seen inside, long and dripping with saliva.

With 1cm left, Song An's fingertips were about to touch the glass.

But at that moment, he suddenly retracted his hand and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely.He sprayed blood on the girl in the mirror.

The girl screamed. Even though she was still looking through the mirror, her face seemed to have been exposed to sulfuric acid, and it was corroded until it emitted faint smoke.

She gave Song An a disgusted look, but had no choice but to retreat into the depths of the mirror, turning into a black shadow and disappearing without a trace.

Song An took two steps back gasping for breath, her heart beating violently.Until now, he didn't feel the pain on the tip of his tongue, but this kind of pain didn't make him feel painful, instead, he felt a kind of rejoicing that he survived the catastrophe.

Seeing the female ghost disappear, he turned around and picked up the last candle on the ground, and then turned on the phone screen.

[Congratulations to the three of you for completing the chair grabbing game, and you will be rewarded with a clue.It has been sent to your mobile phones, please continue to work hard. 】

Song An opened a private chat, and as expected, he received a clue.

It was a photo of a pair of feet in ballet slippers and a bare calf.The feet were beautiful and the ballet shoes fit perfectly, but only the calves, which were full of red marks, looked horrible.

He looked thoughtfully at the mirror, which reflected his figure holding a candle.

The dead girl, the calf with abuse marks, is it a school bullying incident?

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