He finally turned his face and said lightly: "Whatever you say."

Xia Yihui almost choked on her breasts and bent down and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha..."

Dekong glanced at the barrage, and the live broadcast room was like a wolf or a tiger, all of which were howling, saying that such a great god Zhang exuded a strange cuteness.

There was a manic knock outside the door, but there was a harmonious inside.

After laughing enough, Xia Yihui began to reason with great sincerity: "I annoy her too, but the plot of the copy always has to leave. Besides, what are you competing with NC? Zhang Dashen, do you think so?"

"No competition." Although he said this, Zhang Qingyu's attitude has indeed softened a lot.

After pinching the flat milk box, Xia Yihui stuffed the box into the space and opened the door.

Outside the door was a bun with anxiety on her face. Behind her, there were people wearing police uniforms back and forth in the corridor. At the same time, the smell of blood came to her nose.

The bun was so anxious that tears were just spinning, and he kept muttering back and forth: "It's over."

Xia Yihui comforted and said, "Don't be anxious, just talk slowly."

He brought the bun into the room and poured her a glass of water. She took a few sips before she calmed down slightly.

At this time, she didn't care about Zhang Qingyu in the room. She went straight to the point, "I died again last night!"

Xia Yi paused for a moment, of course he knew that another person died yesterday. The werewolf killed one Qiao Fei, the other Zhang Zhou, and Yao Xiangbao, and three people died in total.

But at this moment he still pretended to be panicked and asked in a low voice: "Who is dead again?"

Wanbo wiped his tears and said: "Last night, a gunshot, I was frightened and quickly called Senior Zhang. But his phone could not be reached, so I pulled my colleagues with me out to check."

"Senior Zhang was shot and his body was in the house. His death was very miserable. Many people were sent to the police to our team and found that something happened to the deceased Qiao Lan's sister was also injured. She died in the bathtub, with traces of biting beasts and her arms broken outside the bathtub. You said that at a good award ceremony, how could there be beasts..."

As he said that, Maruko's avatar remembered something bad. He turned his head and covered his mouth, as if he wanted to retching.

Xia Yihui quickly helped her into the bathroom and closed the door for her. The sound of vomiting that was falling to the ground immediately came from the bathroom.

Only Xia Yihui and Zhang Qingyu were left in the room.

The two looked at each other, and their faces looked a little ugly.

Xia Yihui said: "Qiao Fei was killed by a werewolf, so the corpse would be marked by a beast biting. Zhang Zhou was killed by a hunter, so he was shot."

Zhang Qingyu said: "Yao Xiangbao also died yesterday."

Xia Yihui nodded and said, "He was voted out. Unexpectedly, he should have committed suicide."

Sure enough, after the bun was spit out, he sat down again. The first sentence was, "Just just now, the organizer Yao Xiangbao jumped off the building!"

Seeing Xia Yihui and Zhang Qingyu silent, Wanbo was extremely anxious and cried: "It is said that this award ceremony was cursed by a demon, so so many people died. Those who do our business do not believe in the sayings of monsters and monsters, but when things have developed to this point, I really have to believe it if I don't believe it."

"Xia Xia, you and Young Master Zhang go out first. No matter what, leave this ghost place first. This place... is no longer safe."

Xia Yihui said: "We can't leave."

The dungeon takes place in this awards area. Maybe once this building comes out, the electronic sound will determine that the player is in a negative game. How could they leave?

The bun was silent and finally covered his face and cried bitterly, "Even a person as powerful as a senior died. I'm very scared, I'm really scared..."

In Xia Yihui's eyes, maybe this is a copy world, but Martyr is a flesh-and-blood person. She has thoughts, selfishness, and even more afraid.

So when Xia Yihui saw Wanbo crying and was not good at dealing with such situations, she suddenly had a headache.

He comforted him casually without saying a word, "It's okay, if you think about it better, you may not be cursed, maybe you are just a serial murderer."

Maruko paused for a moment and cried even harder.

Xia Yihui: "…"

He turned his head and asked Zhang Qingyu for help, but saw Zhang Qingyu retreating two meters away with his arms, looking at the bun coldly.

There was a mysterious atmosphere around him, which was so depressing that it made people breathless, which we usually call - murderous intent.

Oh by the way, I almost forgot. Zhang Dashen seems to hate seeing others cry the most.

Xia Yimao grabbed her head irritably, thinking about whether to throw the bun out of the room first. Otherwise, Zhang Qingyu would think she was noisy and would kill her directly, and then he would not be able to explain it clearly if he opened his mouth.

Fortunately, the knock on the door was heard at this time, interrupting Xia Yihui's plan to die.

When I opened the door, I had a ponytail full of anxiety.

"Where have you been going? I'll look for you for a long time!" After cursing, the ponytail pulled her behind her and rushed to Xia Yi with caution: "Why did you pull her into your room? Do you have any shameful thoughts?"

If Dou E was still alive, she would definitely be gloating. There were people who were even more wronged than her.

Xia Yihui shrugged helplessly, "This has nothing to do with me, she knocked in by herself."

"You're talking nonsense!" The ponytail was about to retort, and the bun behind her pulled her sleeves and said something in a low voice. The ponytail's face suddenly seemed to be roasted by fire. Finally, he had to say angrily, "Forget it, I won't argue with you. Your agent is also looking for you everywhere, but you are wandering here."

Xia Yihui didn't care about the word "slut" in her mouth, but just said with confusion: "Agent sister? What are she looking for me/why?"

Wanbo's eyes widened in surprise, "Don't you know? I thought you knew it. There are twenty minutes left in the press conference. Go and find her quickly. She is almost in a hurry. The matter between you and Li Bill has been exposed by the criminals. Now..."

"What do you say a lot to this plague? Let's go and let him die on his own. It's better to be embarrassed in front of the whole country." A vicious smile appeared on the corner of his ponytail's lips, and he deliberately pulled the bun and walked away, not letting the bun say the rest.

"..." Hongmen Banquet is this.

Zhang Qingyu's clear voice came from behind, "She seems to have nothing to say."

Xia Yihui was helpless. The expression on the bun was obviously not mentioned.

The plot setting of this copy is really disgusting. First, it was suspected of crime, public opinion pressure, and the danger of OOC, followed by the constant doubts and troubles of the NCs. Now this is the case again.

I know what might happen, but I just want to make people feel happy.

Zhang Qingyu said: "Don't go. It's not safe."

Xia Yihui shook her head and said, "Even if it is not safe, you have to go, you will be ooc if you don't go."

Zhang Qingyu pondered for a while and said, "Then I'll go with you."

Xia Yihui was surprised for a moment. Think about this kind of chore from the perspective of others. If it were him, he would definitely not go.

He would rather stay in the room all day than go out to see a large number of NCs. At the least, the OOC deducts physical strength, or at the worst, he will die directly.

The safest place is to stay in the room safely and isolate it from the world.

Now, Zhang Qingyu could have stayed in the room, but he wanted to go out and take risks.

After a moment of touching, Xia Yi changed his mind and thought.

When we walked from the novice copy here, whether it was a crawling species or a campus arena, one thing was revealed, that is, how can we get a tiger's son if we don't enter the tiger's den?

Only by giving can you get higher rewards.

Maybe it’s just that the great god is extremely self-pursuing? What’s the point of being moved by him here alone?

Xia Yihui, who thought he had seen the real reason, felt relieved and nodded slightly, which was considered acquiescent.

The two went back to the house to change their clothes, counted the space items, and went to the press conference location.

Along the way, people coming and going all looked at Xia Yihui and Zhang Qingyu. The eyes were implicit in the gossip, as if they wanted to come up and chat with each other, but they were embarrassed to go forward directly, and finally they could only watch from afar.

Xia Yihui was not surprised and did not care about the eyes of others at all. Zhang Qingyu, who was beside him, had a cold face, and his whole body exuded a breath of keeping people from thousands of miles away, but he followed Xia Yihui closely.

Although there is no physical contact, just looking at the aura, there is no doubt that these two people are extremely compatible.

Seeing the two of them performing this, those passers-by who were originally suspicious exchanged glances with each other. The firm conclusion in their hearts seemed to be a thin slit by the giant wheel and began to sway again.

Some people who are engaging in funnel took out their mobile phone forum, and there were countless posts about bloody flowers.

Now this matter is a national hot topic, and all the citizens are enthusiastically paying attention to everything about the bloody flowers. As long as they smell some movements, the citizens immediately go up like cats that smelled the fishy smell and bee pupa.

The enthusiastic person clicked on a top post titled "My experiences at the Bloody Flowers". The content of the post describes the events of the Hundred Flowers Ceremony these days, and then digs into the complicated relationships between the characters at the Hundred Flowers Film Festival.

Players and players, nc and nc, as well as players and nc. True and falsehood are mixed together, and the number of respondents has increased sharply.

The poster seems to be a staff member. She has met many parties involved in the Hundred Flowers Film Festival, including those who have had an accident these days.

The enthusiastic person opened the input bar and typed the line almost excitedly.

——Mist grass, Xia Yi went back to the press conference! I just saw him on the road, and he actually brought ‘that person’ with him!

As soon as this reply appeared, countless replies followed, all of them screaming, saying that they would wait and see.

The bloody storm on the Internet is inconvenient to mention it. On the other hand, the two of them have arrived at their destination. The press conference was a temporary small platform, which is on the first floor of the building.

Fifty meters away from the front of the platform is the glass door of the building, where countless fans and entertainment journalists are crowded together.

The red carpet under my feet was already trampled and dirty, with many lunch boxes and empty mineral water bottles on the ground.

The platform to go to the press conference had to pass a corridor. The corridor was full of people, including staff wearing masks, stars dressed in bright clothes, and police officers wearing police uniforms and serious faces.

Seeing Xia Yi coming back, the people who were originally talking loudly paused strangely, looked at each other in an eye, and exchanged tacit eyes.

If Xia Yihui didn't take the eyes of those passers-by just now, and just regarded it as a rare thing to see celebrities. Then these people in the circle can't ignore them casually.

What happened last night, why do everyone look at him with such eyes?

Although Xia Yihui was full of doubts, he did not show any of his face. He only curled his lips and smiled, trying his best to play the character of the copy mission.

Just as I was about to walk through the corridor, someone pulled the back. When I looked back, I saw only the agent with a stiff face.

The agent seemed very uneasy, and secretly glanced at Zhang Qingyu and whispered: "Don't rush over, let's go to the temporary dressing room to put on makeup first."

Xia Yihui did not doubt that he was there and followed his agent.
To be continued...