Chapter 10:
"Fuck!" Seeing the same human head appearing on the main seat, Zhuang Yan's entire body leaned back directly, 108,000 miles away from the head. Lu Sheng, a man with glasses sitting near Zhuang Yan, glanced at her, and was about to express his comfort when he heard Zhuang Yan shout, "What the hell, it's scary to come out at night, you're worthy of being so ugly. "
Everyone:…
Lu Sheng swallowed the words he wanted to comfort the other party, and turned to complain: "That's your face."
Zhuang Yan was silent for a while, then turned her head and said in a low voice, "It's also without makeup, without washing your face or brushing your teeth, how can it be so embarrassing! I'm embarrassed."
Lu Sheng:…
At that moment, he finally understood why his father always felt that his mother was unreasonable in certain things.
The human head also seemed to feel insulted. It moved its head and was about to roll towards Zhuang Yan when one hand grabbed her hair and stopped it. It moved its head, only to feel that the scalp was tightly grasped, and it couldn't take a step forward at all.
It turned its head, and saw a clown face looking at it with a leisurely look.
Chao Su raised the head in front of him. When the head approached, she felt her heart begin to beat violently, and even faintly felt a sense of suffocation. But I don't know if it was because of "training", Chao Su even felt that this level of suffocation was within her tolerance.
The longer the head is held in his hand, the more Chao Su can feel the load of his heart beating. In addition, she could also feel a pair of resentful eyes standing behind her, approaching where she was step by step.
"His—" The sound of sucking back and forth resounded throughout the hall. In fact, it wasn't just Chaosu who felt it, people like Zhuang Yan also felt the existence behind Chaosu. In the past few hours, they have been trying to activate part of their talents in various ways. Therefore, they more or less perceive, see or hear each other, and feel that the other party is walking towards the long table step by step.
"Gulu" Wang Zhongnian swallowed his saliva. The seat between him and Chaosu was diagonal, almost the two farthest seats on the entire long table. Therefore, his vision is the widest. You can see that behind Chao Su, a black figure is gradually approaching.
Wang Zhongnian twitched his nose and could faintly smell a burnt stench, which was disgusting and nauseating. Coupled with this pressing visual impact, Wang Zhongnian will experience the feeling of a roller coaster in middle age. However, the parties did not seem to care at all.
Wang Zhongnian saw Chao Su carefully groping for the head on his hands. Several strands of black hair on the man's head were torn off and fell on the table aggrieved. However, Chao Su did not let him go, and continued to look at the head in his hand.
Time passed slowly, and the burnt smell under the tip of the nose became more and more obvious. Even when the candle light flickered, I could feel the darkness around me getting thicker.
As Chaosu held the head for longer and longer, "Chen Xinbo" sitting next to Chaosu couldn't help but turn to look at her. Those eyes stared at Chao Su like this, the corners of his mouth raised upwards, and the curvature on the top became more and more obvious, even surpassing the curvature of ordinary people's smiles, and it looked eerie and weird in the jumping light.
However, such a strange reaction only made Chao Su glance at him lightly, without any reaction, he lowered his head to play with the head in his hand. On the other hand, Zhuang Yan, who was sitting next to Chao Su, was taken aback by the smile of "Chen Xinbo". Zhuang Yan gave him a vicious look and said:
"What are you laughing at! Do you see the mouth of the clown! It's even more anti-human than you laugh!"
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at Chao Su. Chao Su's clown face, with the red mouth drawn directly under the eyes, is indeed slightly better than the smile of "Chen Xinbo" that only extends to the cheeks.
Chao Su:…
She lowered her head and re-examined the human head in her hand. Suddenly, Chao Su seemed to find something, and pressed the human head in her hand to the white candle. Looking at the beating fire crow getting closer and closer to him, a look of horror appeared on the face of the head. But only, her eyes have always kept the feeling of dead white, without emotion.
Zhao Su moved his fingers, and under the gaze of everyone, his fingertips lightly clasped the eye sockets of the head.
It hurts to see.
Zhuang Yan couldn't help but look away after taking a look. Damn, watching someone who looks exactly like me get their eyes pulled, my mood is complicated and wonderful. However, after a while, Zhuang Yan heard the surprised voices of everyone, which made her feel wrong in an instant. She turned her gaze back again, and saw that Chao Su took out a black machine from her eyes.
"What is this?" Zhuang Yan couldn't help but ask, at the same time, her eyes frequently turned to the other eye socket of the human head.
"Camera." Chao Su mercilessly stabbed another eye socket, took out a new machine from it, and threw it to Zhuang Yan. The dark camera is facing Zhuang Yan, and the small red dot is beating beside the switch on it, all of which are indicating one thing.
That is the camera is on.
"Is there an audience behind this thing? "Zhuang Yan's mind was spinning fast, and she thought of the key point at once. Saying that, she lowered her head and fiddled with her phone, and when she saw that she couldn't figure out anything, she threw it to Lu Sheng, who was separated by "Zhang Quansheng":
"Look."
Lu Sheng is a student, he is quite familiar with this kind of camera equipment, he found the camera switch very skillfully, and while pressing it, he said, "It should be the so-called magician's live broadcast equipment. .Did not expect to be here."
However, no matter how he pressed it, the red dot was still bright and big.
Lu Sheng glanced at the head without words. To be honest, if it weren't for Chao Su, it is estimated that no one would want to break the so-called hidden rules. If they held the head in their hands for a long time and looked carefully, they would naturally not find that the camera was hidden in the eye socket of the head.
"I don't know where the camera from yesterday was placed?" Lu Sheng whispered, "Is it still in the ball?"
This is unknown.
In fact, even Chao Su, who took the ball the longest yesterday, did not focus on the ball, but on the perception of talent and the things behind her. Seeing that because of the long stay, the things behind him were getting closer and closer, he coughed at Su Qing, and with a backhand, he put the head of the person whose "eye socket" had been gouged out into the hands of "Chen Xinbo".
After hearing Chao Su's light cough, everyone was ready and went directly to the first-level alert state.
Yu Wenwen, who was sitting next to "Chen Xinbo", trembled in her heart, her eyes were fixed on "Chen Xinbo"'s fingers, and she did not dare to relax in the slightest. "Chen Xinbo" seemed to be satisfied with Yu Wenwen's vigilance. He subconsciously wanted to show a mocking smile, but he didn't want to hear Zhuang Yan's cold snort as soon as the corner of his mouth was raised halfway.
The words that Zhuang Yan just said were repeated in "Chen Xinbo"'s mind, and the smile on his face was so stiff. At this moment, Yu Wenwen moved, her hands trembled, she took the head from "Chen Xinbo" at a very fast speed at this time, the sticky touch still remained on her hand, before Yu Wenwen could think about it, she immediately. It was handed over to a middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman's hand is more stable than hers, although she can clearly feel frightened. She glanced at it and handed the head to Wang Zhongnian.
Perhaps there was Chaosu for a long time, and Wang Zhongnian also began to examine the head in his hand. He was so meticulous that he even inspected the gap between the teeth in the head, but he found nothing. It seems that the most valuable thing in this head should be the two cameras.
The head also seemed to be unable to withstand Wang Zhongnian's comprehensive inspection. It rolled around on its own, rolled off Wang Zhongnian's hand, passed around Lu Sheng and "Zhang Quansheng", and was finally planning to When passing Zhuang Yan and heading towards the main seat, Zhuang Yan suddenly grabbed her in her hand.
Zhuang Yan looked at the head left and right, up and down with a serious look, and finally said, "No."
Head: ?
Zhuang Yan took out a comb and a mirror from her pocket, placed the mirror in front of the person's head, and then brushed the person's hair. The hairline was so stretched, and if it was a little tighter, one would suspect that the strands of hair were broken, and the hair was tied into a bundle, tight, like a horse whip soaring into the sky. This hair is familiar to every girl who sees it. This is the craft of childhood mothers.
Now, Zhuang Yan uses this technique on human heads.
The human head felt that its eyelids were tightened, but it dared not speak. It rolled over and rolled back into the main seat. At the same time, the eight white candles that were burning were all extinguished, and the chandelier above their heads turned on again.
Everything is business as usual.
Only they have two more red dot cameras on the table.
Lu Sheng: "This should be the audience of the magician."
Zhuang Yan: "So, does the miracle performed by the magician refer to them?" In Zhuang Yan's mouth, they were referring to "Chen Xinbo" and "Zhang Quansheng".
Indeed, "Chen Xinbo" and "Zhang Quansheng" now have almost perfect personalities, skills and even small habits to shift towards male and female tellers. "Chen Xinbo"'s character is more and more extreme, "Zhang Quansheng" The movements are also becoming more and more feminine. This can't help but remind them of the sentence on the "Tomorrow News" -
It's not magic, it's miracle! A miracle of resurrection!
"Resurrection from the dead?" Chao Su leaned her body against the back of the chair, her eyes looked straight at the camera lens, her eyes were full of indifference: "Don't expect your magician's performance already."
"If there really is a magic show that comes back from the dead, then I believe that the performer and the person to be performed will always be only him. In short—"
"He will die first."
The corner of Chao Su's mouth twitched slightly, and she reached out to Yu Wenwen. Yu Wenwen immediately understood, she immediately put the lighter that she was holding tightly into Chao Su's hand.
With a "click", she pressed the switch of the lighter towards Su, she drew a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it. The light white mist drifted into the air like this, and she smiled softly at Su. She looked straight at the camera, and the corners of her eyes lifted slightly and said:
"Because I have discovered the flaw in his magic."