After I dressed as a fake young master from a wealthy family, I became popular [entertainment circle

Due to the main theme of suspense, "Stairway" is still screened in the form of recording and broadcasting, but it is played while editing the film, and there are as many episodes as there are cuts. The program team promises to broadcast live to all audiences at the finale.

The number of episodes of the program is unknown, the duration is unknown, and even the broadcast time is unknown. This "Three Noes" program was launched in the anticipation of everyone.

It is exactly the same as in the trailer—even better, the castle in the feature film is even more magnificent and exquisite, from the round corridor in the corridor to the tall and majestic white stone pillars, from the exquisite closet to every table, every stool...beautiful It is magnificent, and it is an incredible aesthetic enjoyment just to watch it.

The camera takes the audience to appreciate the magnificent aristocratic residence. When the atmosphere is pulled to the extreme, the camera suddenly stops on a slender and tall figure.

As if aware of it, he suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked back gently.

In order to give the audience a deep sense of substitution, the program team fine-tuned each guest's hairstyle and eye color when modeling——Hang Yang stared at a slightly curly half-length blond hair and turned around, with a pair of blue and clear eyes like the sea Embedded in the fair face, it is so beautiful that it is speechless.

Hang Yang's golden eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the audience seemed to realize that the person in front of him was not a beautiful sculpture made by a Chinese artist, but a living and breathing person.

The barrage has been captured by the flowing Harazi:

[My mother... evildoer, evildoer]

[I choked on the spot! ]

[What a tm awesome face! ]

[If there is a fight in the plot to earn this beauty, I think it is completely reasonable]

[I'm obscene, let me say first, the VR panorama is broadcast without dead ends, can I see my husband's beauty**?hiss hiss]

Hang Yang is wearing a decent tuxedo, black and white cleverly matched, sticking to his body, showing a different kind of ascetic beauty, especially the way Hang Yang moves: when he walks, when he prepares meals, he waves gracefully When holding a fruit knife... no one will fall for it.

Following the footsteps of Hang Yang Duanpan, the camera enters the dining room. There are eight people sitting on a huge rectangular table, and a huge crystal lamp is hanging above it. grace.

Hang Yang put the plate in his hand on the long table, and finally said the first sentence since the show started: "Everyone, please use it."

The camera swept over everyone's faces one by one. They had different expressions. Some were dressed luxuriously, while others were poorly dressed—people of different identities and even different classes were sitting around a table, making this silent banquet look extraordinarily weird .

"Housekeeper!" A man with an aristocratic appearance took the lead in shouting, he glared at a few people in dirty clothes opposite him, and looked at Hang Yang, "How can I sit and eat with these, these low-class people! You Where is the master!"

The actor's name is Fu Xiangchen. He is almost old, his acting skills are guaranteed, and he has many masterpieces. It belongs to the category of "you don't know his name but you must have seen his roles". He has a very high reputation in the hearts of the audience. Spend.In order to avoid audience confusion, the name of the show still refers to the traditional method of "surname + identity".

Seeing that Hang Yang didn't respond, the baron was about to continue to attack: "You have no right to talk to me! Please come over, Lord Duke!"

"What I say is what the duke wants to say, and what I do is what the duke wants to do. Your lord baron, please be careful with your words." The plain and clear voice sounded like a handful of pearls were sprinkled on a jade plate.

Although Hang Yang responded, he still had no expression on his face, like a mouthful of a calm ancient pool.A head of blond hair swayed slightly with the movement of raising his head, and his clear sapphire-like eyes looked at the man with shocking beauty: "Please have a meal."

As if shocked by his beauty, the baron paused for a few seconds with the knife and fork in mid-air, then buried his head in a daze, and continued to eat on his own.

The content of old color batches in the barrage skyrocketed in an instant:

[Baron Vauge has exactly the same expression as mine]

[Hey hey hey it’s the first time I watch a variety show like I’m looking in a mirror]

[Shhhhhhh, which one of you is so good, I stripped him for my old lady! ]

As soon as the camera turned, Hang Yang was already full of wine and food, walked to the front of the table, took out a letter from the front, showed it to everyone, and tore off the wax that sealed it.

"Wait," the beautiful noble lady stood up and frowned, "Where is the Duke? Didn't you say that you will come to see us after dinner?"

Others also echoed. The pastor played by Hang Xiutu sat in the front, and he also got up, and asked gently: "Mr. Steward, can you invite the Duke to talk about it? I do have an appointment with the Lord. If you don't see me, it will be decided." Don’t dare to go home rashly.”

The long and straight black priest's robe showed Hang Xiutu's perfect figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist at a glance. A strand of light brown hair hung in front of his blue pupils, showing a little tired beauty that swayed the hearts of the audience.

Standing here, although he didn't say much, he interpreted the sacred feeling of compassion to the extreme.

[Uniform temptation, Mr. Hang!Teacher Hang! ! ! ]

[Eh!This monster!Is this what an old artist should look like (cover your nose.jpg)]

[Ah ah ah I'm nasty!Shame on me!I'm greedy for his body! ]

[Hey hey!Is the character design obtained by Shuanghang reversed from my personality? ]

[real!The iceberg turns into an angel, the angel turns into an iceberg]

[Why are these two people full of sexual tension no matter what they do, is it their problem or my problem! ]

Hang Yang didn't seem to be able to hear all the noise present, he unhurriedly opened the envelope amidst everyone's almost panicked and urgent questioning, took out the letter paper and shook it.

"My dear ladies and gentlemen, hello everyone." Hang Yang Cuizhu's clear and pleasant voice sounded in the hall, even showing shocking solemnity and solemnity due to the echo.The camera zooms up quickly, from top to bottom, overlooking the whole situation.

"I'm N. It's a pleasure to meet you here."

The audience was silent for a moment, everyone stared at Hang Yang, and a cloud of suspicion weighed on everyone's heart.

"Everyone gathered in this villa today, everyone has a target they want to kill," Hang Yang looked up and glanced at the people on the long table, like a "compassionate" god, "I mean everyone."

His voice continued: "And the objects you want to kill are gathering here."

"Everyone here is both hunter and prey."

"Since there is fate, I will give all my friends an excellent opportunity: if you are destined to go out, everything that happened in this castle will be buried."

"From the moment you step out of the castle, it is equivalent to being reborn. Not only will there be no one to pursue the past, but you can also get this castle." Hang Yang's blue eyes showed a strange sense of sacredness, "and everything in the castle wealth."

In the silence, Hang Yang finally showed a very shallow smile, but it made everyone shudder, and a "hiss" sound of air-conditioning could even be heard in the room: "Signed: My friends, Duke N."

After Hang Yang folded the letter upside down on the table, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the crowd quietly, his face regained the tranquility of an ancient well.

Finally someone came to his senses, the baron stood up tremblingly, and slapped the table: "Wh, what a mess! I want to go, I'll go now!"

"The three gates of the castle have been sealed, and there is a blizzard, and all the cars and horses that come and go on weekdays have been cut off," Hang Yang said indifferently, "As you can see, there are no windows on the first and second floors of the castle, and the windows on the third floor are wide open. I will not control it, if you are willing..."

There was a sneering smile at the corner of Hang Yang's mouth: "You can jump down and have a try. However, even if you save your life, you will probably die in the snowstorm within half a day."

The baron sat down on the chair with trembling lips, and with the sound of the stool rubbing against the ground, everyone was either confused or terrified, and the audience was as quiet as death.

[I rely on!Teacher Xiao Hang, this is too scary!I have goose bumps ah ah]

[Yang Yang picks up the knife and kills me! ! ! (violence)]

[Sisters can't do it! ]

[Fuck - this is the immersive version of script killing! ]

[There is also the actor and actress accompanying the acting, this is too realistic, won't it be really fun to act like this? ]

[Look at the blood vessels on Teacher Fu's hand!What a physical reaction! ]

Finally, someone realized that a young man dressed as a postman kicked over the stool and rushed over in two or three steps, his eyes were bloodshot: "Open the door!"

Hang Yang stared at him blankly: "Since last night, the three doors have been sealed from the periphery one after another, and the key has been destroyed by me. There is no possibility."

Who knows that he grabbed Hang Yang's slender and beautiful neck, and he didn't know whether it was too much drama or the script just wrote: "Open the door!"

The bullet screen exclaimed:

[Isn't this a variety show! ]

[Woc really doesn't have a script? !No script dares to do this! ]

[Is this completely substituted! ! ! ]

[Do I really want to kill the NPC as soon as I come up? ? ?My Yang Yang beauty is just an NPC? ! ]

What surprised everyone was still behind. Hang Yang expressionlessly pulled out a knife from his sleeve and pressed it against the postman's neck. With a light press, red blood gushed out instantly, shocking everyone on and off the screen: "You The force is too light, and I can still breathe smoothly. Mr. Postman, I have not made up my mind, how will I kill someone later..."

The postman was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously let go of his hands trembling.

Hang Yang retracted the knife elegantly, walked slowly to the dining table, picked up a pure white silk handkerchief and wiped the blood-stained blade, and glanced at everyone present from the corner of his eye: "As you can see, I am the order of the castle Or, since you can use your own methods to obtain information from me, if Feng doesn't like me, you can come and kill me."

He smiled slightly: "As my master said, all atrocities in this castle will be covered up, and you can do whatever you want."

In the silence, low laughter suddenly sounded, and everyone looked at the laughing young man—that was the son of a businessman, who almost wrote the five characters "rich and frivolous" on his face. His handsome face turned to Hang Yang, He flicked the transparent wine glass in front of him lightly, and with the sound of "ding", he made a laughing voice.

The businessman looked at Hang Yang with undisguised desire in his eyes, and he could almost burn his naked clothes: "'From the moment you step out of the castle, no one will pursue the past, and you can get this castle and everything in the castle Fortune', so Mr Steward, does the 'Fortune in the Castle' package not include you?"

The bullet screen was shocked:

[Wori!Teacher Yi Bin is a role model for us! ]

[Fuck, shit, shit!Is that what I think it means! ]

[Don't stop me if you're on a horse, let me in to inherit the beauty! ]

[This is too red chicken, is this the happiness of 21+ adults! ]

Hang Yang cast his eyes on him, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly. His skin, facial features and every bit of hair were so perfect that it was incredible. He was as beautiful as an art treasure that fell from the sky, so beautiful that there was no sense of reality.The corners of his mouth raised slightly, but there was no emotion in his eyes. No one could figure out whether his smile was sarcasm or just out of politeness.

"of course."

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