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01

The second ranking announcement turned into an absurd farce because Wang Ran saved people at all costs. The trainees turned red-eyed points into various wishes. The program team began to sort out the real ranking results.

First of all, the trainees who made a wish to survive, only Minghuan was able to continue the schedule.People in the high-ranking circle are unwilling to spend points to save the trainees in the low-ranking circle, and those who are already facing elimination will not be favored by "Aladdin" even at the cost of all their wealth.So a total of 61 trainees entered the next round.

Next is the person who made a wish to change the ranking.

"Lian Tianyu rose to No. 17."

"Myung Hwan rose to No. 4."

"Zheng Yuyuan is delegated to the 60th place."

"..."

Lin Ru'an announced one after another, the atmosphere on the field became heavy, and the smell of gunpowder spread.

"A big change of blood, a big change of blood." Gu Qingming sighed.

Lin Buran continued, "Actually, these wishes don't mean much."

"really......"

Both of them knew that the person who made a wish to change to a high position was gambling.

The ranking of players replaced by the wishing machine in the training camp is mechanically moved in parallel, and the actual number of votes will not change.Those people exchanged their points for chips, betting that after choosing the most suitable location and track, they would be able to make a big splash and come back against the wind.

But the risk is too great.

If the program group doesn't put shackles on the wishing machine for a day, someone can make a wish and take away all the chips at any time, let alone the question of whether it can explode or not.

Lu Lingxiao folded his hands on his chest, watched the trainees who were worried about gains and losses with cold eyes, and said, "This is a good thing for us."

Except for Wang Ran, the people in suite 415 did not spend points to make a wish in this round. They hold a huge amount of points and have sufficient counter capital.

"Well, it's a good thing." Lin Buran smirked.

For this former professional player, the C points of the training camp are the same as the strategic resources in the game, and he has already conceived the method of using these resources in his mind.

"No matter what you're thinking, it always feels like something has to stop you."

Gu Qingming could tell that the beauty in their dormitory looked quiet on the outside, but she was actually a person who was afraid of chaos.

I like excitement, no wonder the style of playing games is so vigorous.

Xie Yao didn't listen to the chatting of the friends, and was still thinking about Zhuang Tianming's routine. He turned his eyes to the big dog who looked a little frustrated, stretched out his hand and pinched his neck, and asked, "Didn't they all save everyone? Why do you still look unhappy?"

"Brother Yao, you may have to sleep alone tonight."

"what!"

Wang Ran pointed to the sleeping bags and tents lined up at the feet of the opposite program group, "I'm going to move out."

"..."

Xie Yao was silent.

The accommodation, water and electricity bills of the "CHAOS" training camp are charged on a daily basis. Once the points in hand are used up, the players have to roll up and live in tents on the playground.

The points in Dagougou's hand were cleared, and the fate was clearly visible.

Right now Zhuang Tianming was watching from the dark, Xie Yao didn't want the young man out of his sight, he grabbed Wang Ran's hand and said stubbornly, "I'll live with you."

"What about the cat?"

In the dormitory, their eldest son, Bei Ke, was jumping up and down, waiting for someone to feed him.

This pervert!

Xie Yao was not reconciled, and continued to propose: "I will bring the cat to be with you."

"Will that be too much trouble?"

Tao Ran looked at the two people who were actively discussing the issue of overnight accommodation, with a puzzled look on their faces.

Although the points in the training camp cannot be transferred, they can be paid for when purchasing things. The same is true for accommodation and water and electricity bills.

What the hell are these two doing?

Tao Ran just wanted to remind Xie Yao, but someone patted his shoulder. He turned his head and saw Gu Qingming's face was unpredictable.

I saw that Big Brother said earnestly, "Don't disturb them."

Being in love lowers your IQ.

This sentence is no exception for Xie Yao.

02

Qi Kang had a long, long dream in the mental space.

He saw a bison lying in a pool of blood. Its muscles were still tense, and the blood gurgled from its back, along its fur, and seeped into the yellow sand.

"You've seen it, why don't you go up and say hello?"

The dazed young man stepped forward, and the bull's dark eyes reflected the tall figure of an adult male.

The man smiled, his face contorted, the red cloth fluttering in his hand, and the long sword dragging behind him, showing his sharp fangs like a wild beast raised and grown by madness and pain.

"Boom." The red cloth made a sound and covered himself, the loess under his feet softened and collapsed into a whirlpool.

Qi Kang sank to a deeper place little by little, and he returned to his childhood.

Zhuang Xiang usually locks him in the basement, but occasionally he takes him out for a walk with high spirits.

Sometimes it is a scene of predation and hunting, and sometimes it is a deep private movie theater.

Once Zhuang Xiang took him on a plane and went to a foreign country to watch a bullfighting performance.

The crowd at the gate of the bullring is bustling, and the local residents are all dressed up to attend.The men wore suits and ties, the women wore dresses and top hats with intricate designs.

For them, bullfighting is the most important event in the local area, and no one will be late on this day to miss this event.

Zhuang Xiang took him by the hand and walked into the bullring. The ring-shaped field has a very wide view, and the ground is covered with yellow sand.

The sun was very strong that day, and they passed by the seats facing the sun, the sun was bright and dazzling.

His adoptive father deliberately chose a front seat in the stands, held him in his arms, bowed his head and said affectionately: "Bullfighting contains the most primitive aesthetics of human beings, and Andre must look carefully."

There was no answer, and the applause of the audience surrounded the ears like a tide, and the performance kicked off.

A bull with tangled muscles stepped onto the loess with heavy breathing.

It has a savage air about it.

The bull's eyes, the size of copper bells, emit heat, and the exaggerated horns are like cast steel, which become smoother and harder in the sun.

The first stage of a bullfight is tease.The assistants of the three matadors are holding the capes which are pink on the front and yellow on the back to lure the bulls to gallop across the field.

The bull's physical strength was gradually exhausted, and it was blowing hot air from its nose, and the matador on the side took this opportunity to observe the bull's temper.

After two to three minutes of teasing, the spearman on horseback came on stage, and the horse under him was fully armored and blindfolded.

The bull tried to pierce the entrails of the mount with its horns, and the spearman took the opportunity to stab the back and neck of the bull with a cross spear. Its blood vessels were punctured, and the blood stained one side of the fur along the back.

The bull became more and more manic, it took a few steps back, and scratched the ground.

It is gathering strength.

After the lance pierces, three dart players each carry a pair of darts and enter the arena on foot.

Flower darts are made of long wooden shafts decorated with floral feathers and end in metal blades with hooks.

A flower dartman lured the bull to rush towards him. Before the bull could get close, he stabbed the flower dart in his hand into the back of the bull's neck, and the silver hook hung on the back of the bull's neck.

As the bull ran, blood flowed out.The rest of the flower dart players did the same, and successfully pierced six flower darts into its back, causing the audience to scream enthusiastically.

The climax that everyone was looking forward to came. The bullfighter in the golden battle uniform held a long sword and appeared on the stage with a double-sided bright red cape.

He will carry out the final stabbing of the bull.

The cloak was rolled up on the field, and the thick and powerful hoofs stepped on the loess, attracting dust.

With the teasing of the matador, the bull keeps trying to pierce the enemy in front of him with its sharp horns.

After each attempt, it will retreat to an area and charge up to sprint again.

"Querencia." Zhuang Xiang chuckled.

The name represents the place where the bull goes back and forth to build up his energy, and in this small square, he will feel powerful and invincible.

On the field, the matador started a wonderful assassination.

Leaning and lunging, sword trailing behind him, he stepped up to the bull and fixed his eyes on it intently.

The golden figure of the matador was reflected in the eyes of the animal. It was furious, raised its proud bull's head, snorted wildly, and its huge body tensed its muscles.

It lowered its head again and accelerated, trampling the drums on the field, charging forward to pierce the enemy.

When the bull rushed to the side of the matador, the matador covered its head with the red cloth in his hand, raised the long sword in his hand to the height of his eyes, took aim, and waited for the opportunity.

When a man and a beast passed by, he stepped and jumped, his body weight oppressed the sharp and long blade, easily tore open the bull's muscles, and opened its ventricle all the way. The blade was deeply inserted into the thick neck, and the handle sank into the flesh and blood.

Blood spurted, the bull panted heavily and loudly, dripping blood trickled down the back, slid over the fur, and dripped into the dirt.

The huge monster fell down, the audience cheered, raised the white cloth in their hands, and shook it violently.

Whistles and cheers resounded throughout the ring-shaped field, and the matador walked around the field with his head held high and his chest held high.

Qi Kang heard Zhuang Xiang say to him, "Do you want to be a bullfighter, or a bull?"

03

Qi Kang kept spinning in the dream, sometimes Zhuang Xiang's face, sometimes his father's corpse in front of him.

He was sleeping in a daze, and a familiar voice sounded in his ear, "Why did we come to that ending in the end?"

The forehead was touched by warm fingers, "Qikang, don't go."

The body was embraced, and the other party seemed to want to integrate himself into the flesh and blood, and he held it tightly, he felt that it was difficult to breathe smoothly, opened his eyes, turned his head, and Xie Yao's face was in front of him.

"I will never let you go, we will always be together."

The speaker didn't open his eyes at all, he was locked in his arms with his hands and feet, and he muttered inexplicable words.

Is this man talking in his sleep?

The smell on Xie Yao's body was very clean, the scent of lavender-type laundry detergent.He was wearing a simple white sweater, but he was only wearing a pair of shorts.

Qi Kang observed the surrounding environment, tried to move his body, and the clothes rubbed against the skin, leaving a red mark.

This person looked very thin, but he was so strong. He struggled to turn over, but his body was hugged even tighter.

hurts a little.

The sky outside was about to dawn, and the subtle morning light penetrated through the tent and fell on Qi Kang's white jade-like handsome face. He felt a hard object pressed against his buttocks, and his whole body froze in place.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

"Boom." The heavy object rolled over.

Xie Yao was woken up, covering his head and half leaning against the inner surface of the tent, he looked up in pain, "What's the matter Qi Kang? I slept soundly."

The young man had a cold face, without saying a word, and pulled out his clothes from the corner.

The sound of dressing delicately echoed in the quiet space.

Xie Yao suddenly had a sense of sight that a big dog turned into a scumbag and turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.

Last night I was afraid that you would be cold so I hugged you to sleep, you woke up and hit me%3F

He was full of grievances in his heart, but he got up hurriedly and said, "It's still early, let's sleep again."

"No need." Qi Kang said indifferently.

Xie Yao suddenly became sober when he heard the tone he was most familiar with.He opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say.

The big dog is offline, and now the cool brother is on the account.

"You, where are you going?" Xie Yao was startled by the sudden change and stuttered.

"Go out and breathe."

Qi Kang looked Xie Yao up and down.

Smooth hair, hair covering the eyebrows and eyes, a small mole is conspicuous on the tip of the tall nose, and the skin is white and shiny, looking inexplicably wronged and well-behaved.

"Wait a minute, I'll go with you."

"You solve your personal problem first." Qi Kang glanced at his lower body and said uncomfortably.

What, what personal problem?

Xie Yao was stunned, and it took a while before he realized it with a flushed face.

So, isn't it normal for boys to react early in the morning?Co-author Qi Kang had such a big reaction just now, is it because of this?

Qi Kang saw that the person in front of him was like a hot red shrimp, and the depression left by the dream was swept away. He raised his eyebrows, "The capital is good."

The young man opened the zipper of the tent, the backlight was on, and he smiled slightly. His amber pupils were sharp and sharp, but the feeling of indifference on his body faded instead, and a wonderful tenderness was added.

It's the way I liked it from the beginning.

Xie Yao felt emotional in his heart, but his subordinates closed their hands tightly to cover his lower body, watching Qi Kang leave.

He really couldn't stand it when he suddenly switched to the cool guy mode he loved the most.