Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

The night wind is cool.

The witches woke up and looked at the locked bedroom door, and the consciousness struggled between half-awake and awake.

The muscles are tense. He subconsciously wants to brighten the terminal, and his arm is suddenly held down.

"A nightmare?" the man whispered.

As soon as the teenager stayed, he slowly huddled back, spread out comfortably in the arms of the big cockroach, his heart beat in the chest, and the drowsiness floated again, ambiguously opening: "Well... door, locked..."

The dream memory is like the tide receding, the witch is holding his mouth, and the brow finally stretches.

"Want to open the door?" Wei Shi observed the subtle expression changes of the teenager in the dark.

"Thinking..." The sorcerer rolled over and squatted on the pillow and said, "I want to eat a cake..."

When I finished talking, I slept, screaming at my pillow and going out.

Wei Shi a meal.

The man slowly turned the sorcerer into face up, arms crossed the pillow to pick people up: "Continue to sleep."

"I am guarding."

Three days in the sky.

Witch waking up after a hangover, except for a good night's sleep and other memories are blurred.

The big beggars are gone. As he brushed his teeth, he flipped through the terminal.

On the desk, the student room card slot drips: "You have [1] visitors waiting outside the door."

The sorcerer ran to open the door, and the red-haired scorpion moved a rabbit lamp from the door: "The little witch set a voice password, and the light shouted at night."

Witch rushed to thank, red hair patted the gray, looked at the list of the brother to the column, and drew one: "Go, eat breakfast!"

Caesar was still asleep in the bedroom, and the floating training base was busy. The Witch team lined up at the end of the team. The canteen robot swept the chip and immediately stuffed him with two hand cakes.

The sorcerer moved and was shrouded in the fragrance of the cake.

After breakfast, the red hair continued to face the list, carrying two small robots to move things: "The dragon's eye is frozen and sent over, the yogurt ice cream comes to a box..."

The sorcerer opened the door of the training room and almost went out of his head.

Snacks piled up on the ground, virtual screen 3000+ entertainment channels are all bright, the original simple lounge bench disappeared, and a small sheepskin sofa was placed.

The robot diligently opened a bag of popcorn for the witch, and then inserted a straw into the milk, respectfully handed it.

The sorcerer feels that she is to be corrupted by the evil material society!

Outside the door, the red hair is still pondering: "Give the box to the little witch, what is the red dust written in the Tang poem..."

Overbearing city owners, small pets, witches, open the door.

The red donkey licked the lychee and waved at him: "Is it enough to eat? You don't have to tell jokes today, the task is to make the little witch play happily!"

The sorcerer hurriedly thanked him and concealed that he would become a squid of salty fish after the re-distribution. It is better to go to the floating base to find a big scorpion.

Red hair promised to direct the robot to move the lychee directly into the car: "Cheng, wait for me to go to a training room. Take the indicator today to take you over!"

The sorcerer is happy to be happy.

Ten minutes later, the sorcerer arrived at the squad meeting with a high stack of snacks. Zoe is screaming at Caesar: "Bring a little witch to the nightclub? Take the little witch to the nightclub, huh?"

Caesar screamed: "The trough is not what I brought, it is alum! And the little witch is very clever, and then I will go down to the bottom of the table! Next time I go to the nightclub, we will also put the little witch on the table..."

Zoe is sad: "You can't help but take him? Look at the Guardian. I know that I will pick up the sorcerer. I sent a short message to me when I left in the morning. I am more sensible! Ah? Learn from others!"

Wen Lin smiled and opened the door.

The first thing I saw in the field of vision was the marshmallow potato chip yoghurt popsicle, and then the small curls that struggled to find out after the snack. Wenlin helped to take over, and the bedroom quickly slammed into a piece.

Zoe glared at the seeds, and he said: "Wow, you are still small, you can't make trouble with them."

Witch's big eyes: "I..."

Zoe turned the seeds into a phantom: "Especially during this time. White moonlight is on the cusp of the wind, and you are a little witch. Once there is no debut - or longer, there is no promotion to the Star League, including nightclub hangovers, romance exposures -"

The sorcerer shook.

Zoe: "I said Caesar, of course, you are listening to the little witch, you can use it later. Remember, any variable will be the reason for others to attack you."

“While we don’t belong to the idol industry, we are in the entertainment industry. The company does not restrict the practice of private life, but only if the results are truly achieved, the audience will respect your lace materials.”

"In the past, our team's deputy team was photographed by the paparazzi, and it was the white moonlight record downturn. The woman's star was besieged by the black box. The r code is not the same as the Shao team. God **** and male/public relations are played by the fans overnight. Into 'slow pace between the rhythm', 'fairy rhyme can understand'..."

The witches nodded.

The escaping player was placed a thousand years ago and was positioned between the artist and the athlete, but the "competitive performance" is the most important measure.

If you want to be open to the public... you must get the debut, reserve, and even go further.

The Crowson show is just the starting point.

Thinking of the future, the sorcerer couldn't help but drive a small gap, and the small curls fluttered in the wind. Yesterday, I fell asleep before I got a license! In the mind of the Crowson Forum, the same person emerged, and he must do his duty and plan ahead! Be technically prepared...

Zoe wondered: "Little witch, you don't nod with Caesar, what face is there?"

Wu Yi: "!!!"

At the end of the stage summary, the Crowson show voting interface is projected among several people.

In addition to Zoe, the white moonlight three soon grew up.

The mirror hall of the Palace of Versailles is magnificent, and the arches, floor mirrors and candles extend out of overlapping beams. The three-headed body, dressed in pure white linen, are playing in the promenade, behind the little angel wings fluttering, the top of the ring is dazzling.

Zoe used the moving cursor to pick up the little angel of Caesar who had not shaved his beard and was running around, throwing it to the side, next to the shining fountain, a group of little fairies playing the harp.

Wu Yi: "Female and female players!"

The trainees of the hyacinth show actually joined the scene. They sing songs against the spring water, or sit or stand, gentle and ridiculous.

The sorcerer looked at the most prominent people among them.

Ning Fengbei. Black long straight sister, silver silk practitioners.

Vera, Azure People's Entertainment Trainee. The flax-colored curls are picked up as if from Greek mythology.

Chu Chu, the empire silver entertainment trainer with a logo on the back of the neck...

The little fairy on the side of the pool was dazzled, and the sorcerer looked away and quickly found himself in the corner.

The chubby witch is playing with the little angel of Wei, and the red heart pillow is held in the wolf's arms.

The witches began to throw the red heart in their arms to Wei.

When Wei Wei catches up, he flutters his wings and gives his heart to the witch. At this time, Caesar, who had just been taken away by Zoe’s cursor, ran to the hand and grabbed the toy. Angel Witch and Angel Wei Qi extended their chubby hands, and the three men smashed into a ball.

Outside the screen, the eyes of the witch look at it.

The voice of Captain Zoe came from a distance: "... From the current voting statistics, Wei Yan first, Xiao Wu ranked second, Zuo Bozhen third, behind me, Wei players and Sao men votes very bite Tight. The final vote will determine the starting order of the team, but the player can express the intention in advance on the page..."

"Then let's start with the high number of votes."

"Speak up, Xiao Wu, do you want to take care of Xingbo yourself?"

The sorcerer immediately said that it would be handed over to the company. He wrote the lyrics level himself and sent the star to fear the powder.

Zoe: "Yes, that gives you a random one."

Witch curious: "Selection!"

Zoe: "Red rose or white rose?"

A glimpse of the sorcerer, I remembered the champagne rose that I gave away: "White...white roses!"

Zoe sent a notice to the Bai Yueguang pr team and replied in a while: "Choose it."

The voting page has changed slightly.

The little angels and the witches of the little angels just rushed to Caesar, and they were hot and close together to pry the pillows - the witch angel suddenly stood up. The three-headed body stayed in the shackles and pulled the sorcerer's clothes. The sorcerer insisted on taking away his own red heart and striding forward.

The little angel hurriedly followed behind, holding his own red heart dangling, but the sorcerer walked to a female player, and gave her heart to her.

Zoe nodded with satisfaction: "That's the team's intention to set up. The next one..."

The witch is in front of him: "Wait, wait, can you withdraw it?"

Zoe glanced at the interface: "No cancellation button!"

The center of the screen.

Vera’s courtesy of Vera’s female player, Weila’s courtesy.

The sorcerer smoothly squeezed into the little fairy.

With a bang, the red heart of the defender shattered with sound. He silently looked at the sorcerer, silently went to the corner, silently borrowed needlework from the thin fire, and repaired the red heart.

Witches and madness: Who is this special ai ah ah! ! !

Ten minutes later, the Baiyueguang group will meet. The sorcerer’s head went out from the bedroom building and grabbed the red hair that had just been showered.

The red hair stuffed him with a lychee.

The sorcerer can't take care of it: "Hey - lychee is big -"

The red hair shook the car key: "Don't go!"

The sorcerer smashed the lychee quickly: "Go and walk, go now, I will explain -"

The suspension car shuttles through the fog.

When the witch arrived at the floating military base, Daxie was still on the top floor. Zhou Nan, a psychologist who sat in the shade of the tree to eat melons, saw the witches and took them back to the office for review.

"Recovery is good." The instrument report was played, Zhou Nan said.

The sorcerer nodded and nodded and corrected himself without psychological trauma.

Zhou Nan smiled: "Emotional locks are not as simple as you think. Hundreds of people in the r-code base have nothing to do with it. In terms of speaking, everyone's emotional venting methods are similar, only Xiao Wu is very special."

The witch is curious.

Zhou Nan wrote and painted on paper: "The normal person's psychological endurance, like a container of water. Negative emotions are the water that engulfs the container - beyond the volume, either need to be groomed or overflow."

"Comparing with spillovers is equivalent to emotional breakdown and personality destruction. I don't want to let the water overflow, but I can only give emotional transformation to the reformers, and conduct psychological counseling. There are many ways to divert them, the mhcc psychotropic drugs commonly used in Floating City, or the Empire. The way to do - bind the reformer and the facilitator."

“Similarly, pour water from one container to another.”

Zhou Nan looked at the witch: "As for the little witch..." He thought: "The water poured into the container disappeared."

Wu Yan thin guess: "Negative emotions are digested?"

Zhou Nan shook his head: "This kind of artificial infusion is very difficult to digest, like the mushroom in the hot pot."

Wu Yi: "..."

Zhou Nan: "Hey, let's take another example. There are very few 'enzymes' that degrade such emotions. There is also a possibility that Xiaowu's emotional volume is very large, so there is no water level rise - from brain capacity It doesn't look like..."

"..." Wu Yan's face is full of brain capacity! I am not stupid!

Zhou Nan's hand: "The last explanation. Xiaowu's emotional container has no internal and external points, no boundaries, the surface will not end, and will always be filled with water."

Witched a meal: "Klein bottle."

The non-directional plane proposed by the German mathematician Felix Klein.

Zhou Nanqi said: "It all knows that you don't eat watermelon."

The speed at which the witch was quickly converted by the psychologist was awkward, and after a few minutes, the last half of the melon was separated from the doctor.

"Klein bottle... does not exist in three-dimensional space." Witch said seriously.

Zhou Nan wiped the watermelon juice with a bandage and shook his finger: "The consciousness is not three-dimensional. For the guide, the most ideal container is the Klein bottle. OK, go upstairs to find the guardian!"

The sorcerer of the watermelon flavor goes upstairs.

The mist of the floating city swayed up the base tower, the red hair ate the lychee in the corridor, Mao Dongqing nodded slightly to the sorcerer, and the Song researcher waved downstairs and the sorcerer.

The door on the top floor is half open.

The witch's eyes are bright.

Wei Shi grabbed the rabbit and bowed his head to exchange a watermelon-flavored kiss.

"It's sweet."

Witch is attentive: "There is melon downstairs!"

Wei Shi: "Just eat here."

The breeze is mixed with mist and it is moist and dense.

The lips and teeth are gently overlapping.

When the two went downstairs, the sorcerer held the small curls in a mess and held the big hand in one hand.

Researcher Song snorted.

Red hair is licking his mouth: "It hurts... mouth ulcers, I am getting angry??"

Researcher Song: "You ate more lychee."

Red hair hurry: "I am going to get a medicine, brother, give me a melon!!"

Mao Dongqing no expression: "From there, don't drop the watermelon juice onto the guinea pig."

When Wei took a few mouthfuls of melons, he put them down and brought the witches to the instrument room.

A small piece of chip attached to the witch terminal. The sorcerer swayed and read the chip descriptions of tracking, warning, intelligent opening of the rescue capsule, physical examination, and self-protection. It is not to be sighed, and it is more advanced than the white moonlight children's anti-lost system.

Daxie looked at the report that the psychiatrist had just sent, and told the witch to come over: "When you are well-trained, you will tell you about the r-code base."

The witches nodded nodded.

Also, he also intends to tell Daxie...

Although it sounds incredible! However, the male group master dance is a legitimate profession that is self-sufficient! Nothing to be embarrassed!

The secret of the deepest exchange - the sorcerer touched the chip, the silly stupid laughter, a happy immediately forgot where he was, I don't know if I am doing it, I don't know what day it is.

after dinner.

Kaiser Wenlin’s one-week training is coming to an end, and he will go to the underground escape test in the deep blue sky to make a final assessment. The witches go back to the training camp and call the teammates.

Floating inside the base.

The investigation clues gradually gathered.

Ah Jun opened the surveillance video report: "The intruder holds the Imperial e-passport, 29 years old. Entered the deep blue sky 12 days ago and entered the floating city on the afternoon..."

Wei Shi looked at the surveillance and looked at Mao Dongqing.

"Shao Yu."

For a long time, Ah Jun said: "Shao Yu... The base was dissolved six years ago. He went to serve the r code entertainment. Then he rebelled against the empire, and now he is back, and he is yelling at the guardian. What is he for?"

Wei Shi refers to the table to the table: "Emotional lock."

"He is looking for a way to unlock."

The man raised his eyes: "Is the information copied by Shao Yu found?"

The researcher of Song immediately responded: "Shao Yu stole three pieces of information, one about the treatment equipment, one is the report on the drug use of the people in the floating city, and one is about the emotional lock of the r code base, which disappears The 'key'."

The author has something to say: Thanks to Kaga for seeing the miraculous deep-water torpedo~! !

Thanks to the South without magic x2, bloom. Rocket gun ~~

Thank you, Gaga, see the miracle, Yu Huan’s grenade~~

Thanks me for being Koi! X7, Ye Yan x2, Pai Chen. x2, youthx2, pickles, vegetables, vegetables, vegetables, vegetables, x2, Keli, Huaizhi, aiya, peach bones, sugita love, Xiaowu's extra-circle hemp, lynx cat comb, Not naturally staying, dyeing, niyaoo, Jane is tired, Lily, weak mouth, - fish Ge °, far kitchen, lazy, Mu Yangge, XVI, waaan, sister nail, Su Hezhen, Shalo mine ~ ! !

Take a transition = w = believe in white sweet!

Thank you, Koi reminder! This month, Xiao Wu was shortlisted in Jinjiang Zhengwen! Need little angel irrigation~

A total of 5 debuts! We are currently stuck in the 5th, handing out the tip of the tail to ask for a little nutrient solution, as long as the position can not be lost, you a spoonful ~ I am a spoonful ~ Xiaowu will debut tomorrow ~~2k