Chapter 537: He has a dual personality (38)

   Chapter 537 He has a dual personality (38)

   Yun Chu looked at the tyrant and confirmed a fact to him.

   "I was eliminated?"

   The young man lowered his eyes slightly, his dark pupils were dark and deep.

   "No, you didn't."

   The tyrant's thin lips curled into a very slight arc, he slowly straightened his waist, retreated to his seat, and his eyes fell on the 6 guests on the screen.

   Yun Chu's eyes narrowed, thinking about the meaning of the other party's words.

   Wasn’t eliminated?

   How is she going to continue?

   Until ten minutes later, Yun Chu saw the expressions of the six guests on the screen stiffen.

[Ding! ]

  [Performance time is upPlease show the smart, beautiful and beautiful princesses on stage in order]

   Castle Hall.

   Painter No. 1 looked tense, and when he heard the sound, his back was straight.

   At this time, the stage lights came on, becoming the most dazzling corner of the entire banquet hall.

  The painter was very anxious, his heart beating suddenly.

   However, there was no retreat, and the artist finally braved the stage and stepped onto the stage.

  When he stood on the stage, all the lights in the banquet hall suddenly went out, and the stage became the only light source in the audience.

   The painter takes a deep breath and encourages himself.

   Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, don't be nervous...

  Monsters and monsters, come and play a pair! snort!

   There was no movement on the stage.

   The painter coughed, and found that the sound he made was far away, amplified several times, as if he was wearing a headset.

   stunned for a moment, the young man calmly patted his chest.

   said: "The show I perform is tap dancing."

   In the dark, the guests had a meal.

   The president said: "How can you perform without dancing shoes?"

   The painter pouted.

   He also wants to dance in tap shoes, but he is such a talented talent!

   This is still a skill to get from elective courses in college. I didn’t expect that I hated it so much at first, but now it has become the last straw!

Just at this time--

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

   The painter exclaimed, the stage suddenly cracked, the place he stepped on was shattered into slag, and finally he stepped on a narrow cylindrical stake.

   And around—

   "Fuck!"

  The artist was dumbfounded, and the stage changed completely.

   The originally flat and beautiful stage has become a **** field.

   In addition to the pillars like his feet, there are countless sharp knives.

  “!!!”

  Fuck, this is playing with his little life!

  Is it okay to dance on the tip of a knife? ? ?

   He doesn't dance, he can't sing!

  The painter wanted to cry but had no tears, and the strange tap dance background music had already sounded on the stage.

   The painter felt the blood flowing back and forth in his body, and it was cold.

   Not only the painters, but the guests under the stage also exploded in their minds.

   This is not to let them perform a show at all, but to let them perform in situ and dance on the edge of the knife!

   The artist tries to calm down, observe the distribution pattern of the uprights and knife tips around the soles of the feet, and try to be aware of it.

   Tap dancing is impossible, it is impossible to dance at all.

The    dance also became "jump", avoiding the knife and stepping on the column.

  The painter hates himself for not being able to float on the water, so he can only jump back and forth with difficulty.

   When the music ended, the young man was sweating profusely, standing on a pillar and panting, his back soaked with sweat and embarrassed.

   At the moment when the music ended, the stage returned to its original state.

  The painter looked at the flat ground, afraid to step on it.

   In the end, he stumbled off the stage and fell weakly into the chair.

   At this time, several large red characters appeared in the air, accompanied by a system prompt.

[Ding! ]

  [The judges are scoring the No. 1 guest, please wait a moment]

   Painter:  …! ?

  People: ? ? ?

  Yunchu looked at the extra paper and pen in front of him, and heard the sound of the system.

so……

  She is, judge?

   (end of this chapter)