When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Haunted house?

As soon as Shao Cheng's words fell, he heard screams coming from around him one after another, coming from the front.

Qianling's palms were wet with cold sweat, how could he run to such a place...

And Shao Cheng seemed to feel his nervousness, held his hand tightly, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, it's all fake, I'll take you out."

Qian Ling cheered for herself from the bottom of her heart.

After so many dungeons, how could he be frightened by this mere haunted house?

While comforting himself, he walked in with the flow of people.

The eerie lighting and sound effects create a very real sense of horror, and the cold wind blowing straight to the ankles is unknown.

The cold wind crawled up the calf, and Qian Ling's steps became a little stiff.

He didn't want to go in.

too horrible.

Qian Ling wanted to cry but had no tears in her heart, and was led forward by Shao Cheng beside her in confusion, stumbling in the dark.

Just after a corner, suddenly a shadow in white clothes with disheveled hair jumped out.

The pale face was covered with mottled blood.

Qian Ling's pupils constricted, and he was so frightened that he took a few steps back, turned around and was about to run outside, his voice was trembling with tears, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

Shao Cheng took his hand and pulled him into his arms.

In the darkness, Shao Cheng's expression didn't change a single bit, his footsteps didn't move, and the white-clothed female ghost played by the staff in front of him couldn't scare him at all.

It's too bold, isn't it?

When Qian Ling came out of the haunted house, he still had lingering fears. He sat on the bench provided for tourists to rest on the side of the road. He put the mask aside, and there were little drops of water on his eyelashes.

"Give."

Shao Cheng handed out his handkerchief, a black handkerchief with an invisible logo printed on it, soft in texture, with a faint cold fragrance.

"Thank you," Qian Ling took it and wiped the water from his face, then handed back the handkerchief, "Why aren't you afraid at all?"

Qian Ling glanced at the exit of the haunted house.

If you want to say how much the tourists who lined up to enter the venue are looking forward to, then the tourists who come out of it are so embarrassed. Many timid girls were scared to cry, and some were complaining that they were scared and left their girlfriends and ran away. boys.

Shao Cheng looked at those people, as if they couldn't fall into his eyes, he said: "Because compared to false ghosts, there are many truly terrifying things in this world."

Qianling was slightly stunned.

At this time, approaching footsteps were heard from a distance, and behind Pei Zijing were a few cameramen who had lost their way, running towards this side quickly.

Qian Ling's thoughts were interrupted, and she saw Pei Zijing's eyes turn around Shao Cheng and him, and then he frowned, "Did you make people cry?"

Qianling's eye circles were red, and she looked as if she had cried. Pei Zijing's heart was surging, and he should have thought that there must be nothing good about Shao Cheng's intentional approach.

Shao Cheng slightly raised his eyebrows.

Qian Ling quickly explained, "No, I was scared in the haunted house myself, and it has nothing to do with him."

Haunted house?

In Pei Zijing's mind, many sweet plots that he saw in film and television works popped up. In that dark environment, tense and exciting, Qian Ling would definitely be scared and cling to the people around him.

Damn it, why wasn't he by Qian Ling's side.

Pei Zijing looked at Shao Cheng while thinking wildly, and saw a provocative smile in his eyes.

Pei Zijing clenched his fists, "What happened to you in the haunted house?"

Thinking of her embarrassment of being frightened, Qian Ling's cheeks were slightly hot, and she shook her head vigorously, "No, really not."

His appearance in Pei Zijing's eyes was completely interpreted into another meaning, and his eyes looking at Shao Cheng became more and more hostile.

"Hey, Brother Shao Cheng, why are you here?" Nie Binbin held a lot of things bought for Shao Cheng in his hand, and flattered him: "I bought everything back, what's the difference?"

The appearance of Nie Binbin brought joy to Pei Zijing's eyes. He held Qianling's hand, "Since Nie Binbin is back, you don't have to follow us."

Shao Cheng's eyes sank.

Pei Zijing had already dragged Qian Ling away, and frowned unobtrusively as he watched the two of them leave.

Afraid of being recognized by passers-by, Pei Zijing took Qian Ling to a small road with less traffic.

His steps were fast, as if he wanted to shake off something dirty.

Qian Ling could only trot to keep up.

It wasn't until he couldn't see Shao Cheng and the others that Pei Zijing's pace slowed down, and he looked relieved.

The lights on the path were dim, and unknown bugs circled around under the lights, and the shadows of the trees swayed slightly in the breeze.

Qian Ling asked softly, "Where are we going?"

It was only after Pei Zijing relaxed that he noticed that he had been holding Qianling's hand, and the delicate touch from the palm of his hand made him almost reluctant to let go.

He lowered his head slightly, and when he saw those clean and beautiful eyes, his heart beat a few beats faster for no reason.

He had a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say first.

In the silent atmosphere, besides the sound of insects, a melody floated from a distance. It was someone playing the piano on the spot, a very basic and ordinary minor tune.

Pei Zijing's eyes lit up.

Qian Ling was led forward by him, only to hear the sound of the piano getting clearer and clearer. After clearing the darkness of the path, there was a grand piano on the stage not far away.

This should be one of the stage programs of the amusement park, but there are only two or three people in the audience, most of them are sitting with their children to rest, and no one cares about what is being played on the stage.

Pei Zijing pulled Qianling to the middle of the first row of the auditorium.

This is the best place to watch it.

After Qian Ling sat down, Pei Zijing went up and said something to the piano player. The other party stood up, with admiration written all over his face, and quickly nodded to let the piano out.

Pei Zijing sat down in front of the piano, his slender and well-articulated fingers hovering over the black and white keys, his temperament changed instantly.

It was as if the spotlight of the stage fell on him alone, extraordinarily dazzling and bright.

His fingers fluttered, and the smooth and light notes poured out from under his fingertips, covering up the noisy children playing, falling into his ears, like melodious spring water in the mountains, flowing through the tip of his heart.

A dream wedding, romantic and timeless.

Everyone's attention can't help but be attracted, human nature is to like romantic, sincere and beautiful things, which arouse their memories, and unconsciously chase after the melodious rhythm.

Pei Zijing continued to play until the last note fell, and the surroundings were extremely quiet.

After a few seconds, there was thunderous applause.

Everyone was overwhelmed by the strong emotions and superb skills of this piece.

Pei Zijing declined the audience's request to play another song. He looked towards the audience, his gaze only falling on Qian Ling.

Qian Ling gave him a thumbs up.

Pei Zijing only felt that his heart was swollen, and he had a satisfaction that he had never had before performing in the most advanced concert halls. This strong emotional feedback pushed him to go off the stage.

Pei Zijing walked over.

Qian Ling smiled and said, "You play really well, it sounds very nice. It seems that everyone likes it too."

"I didn't play it for them, I played it for you alone."

Qian Ling was stunned by his words.

During the rebroadcast of the live broadcast screen at the time of heartbeat, the barrage said one after another:

——Pei Zijing was too crazy when he played the piano.

——Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooootheway.

——It’s hard not to be moved by the family members.

……

Seeing the dazed and helpless look in Qian Ling's eyes, Pei Zijing also realized that his words were too abrupt, which might scare people.

So he smiled, and said in a more tactful way: "There will be a vote later in the heartbeat time, to choose the heartbeat object, shall we vote for each other?"

"Take each other?"

"Well, otherwise, no one would choose me," Pei Zijing said with a bit of aggrieved tone, as if there were two people who played the piano sparklingly just now, "Is it okay?"

Qian Ling didn't have any ideas about voting, so he nodded, "Okay."

Pei Zijing's face was overflowing with joy, and he hugged Qian Ling. Although he felt a little guilty about coaxing the child, it was nothing compared to the possessive desire that was causing trouble.

The recording of the heartbeat time is coming to an end, and all the guests have returned to the morning hall.

The host smiled and said, "I don't know if you are having a good time today? Next is our voting session. The two guests who choose each other will be rewarded with the same room."

same room?

Qian Ling was stunned, why didn't Pei Zijing tell him that there was such a meaning behind the vote?

After a while, the people in front of Qianling finished voting, and it was his turn to approach the cubicle.

After voting, Shao Cheng came out, just bumping into Qian Ling who came in.

Shao Cheng's footsteps paused slightly, and he took a deep look at him.

"I chose you."

For some reason, Qian Ling interpreted the message from his eyes, and when he came back to his senses, Shao Cheng had already left.

He shook his head.

Looking at the blank paper, Qian Ling hesitated, wrote down his name and put it in the box.

After everyone voted, the big cardboard box was placed in front of the host. He glanced at the card in his hand and said with a smile: "It's really unexpected, let me show you, the initial favorites of this issue and the final ones." What kind of entry and exit?"

"Look at the big screen—"

Displayed on the screen are the names of the guests, as well as the current team formation and the morning vote.

"The number of votes will be announced next," followed the host's voice, and a line of data appeared on the screen, "Four of the six voted for our replacement guest Qian Ling, and the other two votes were—"

"Pei Zijing and Shao Cheng."

The camera shot was shown on the faces of the three people in an instant. Compared with Pei Zijing's obvious joy, Shao Cheng's expression was indifferent, but his eyes were too deep to be interpreted.

The host said: "Let's see who Qian Ling voted for—"

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