Chapter 910: Click, Why Click, I'm Not Convinced!
Why women's clothing?
Song Shuhang had a bad premonition in his mind. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
At this time, Director Jacob nodded with satisfaction, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Song Shuhang, and said, "Give Mr. Song these clothes to try on, and choose the most beautiful clothes to come out." Be careful to choose an outfit that allows you to run. ”
So, these makeup artists pulled Song Shuhang and ran to another dressing room.
"Change into these women's clothes?" Song Shuhang's eyes widened, and then he struggled desperately: "No, I don't want to wear women's clothes, let me go!"
But...... I don't know if it's because of a dream, with his third-grade level strength, he can't resist these makeup artists.
-- This kind of thing is also a common thing in dreams. Every time people have nightmares, especially when they dream that they are being chased and killed, they always run and run, and they feel weak, and then they are caught by the enemy.
In this way, Song Shuhang in the dream was forcibly dragged into the dressing room, pressed on a chair, and began the process of makeup and dressing up.
Apply foundation, apply eyelashes, thrush ......
Song Shuhang looked at the mirror and gradually became less like himself, and an inexplicable sigh surged in his heart in vain - makeup is really a magical thing.
He thought of the copper hexagram predecessor again.
I don't know what the predecessors of the copper hexagram feel when they see their faces become a completely different face every time they change their faces?
Then again, when I was dreaming, why did I dream that I was wearing women's clothes?
Think about it day and dream night night.
Could it be that I actually thought about wearing women's clothes in my own heart, so I dreamed of such a plot? It's terrible, it's terrible.
Suddenly, Song Shuhang shook his head violently.
No, I wouldn't think about wearing women's clothes.
And the dream plot I just experienced - first met Venerable Spirit Butterfly, then met Director Jacob, and then met the makeup artist who brought women's clothing.
This plot is so familiar that Venerable Lingdie once mentioned to him that he wanted to make a new movie and tailor a 'cosmitomi' character for him.
That's it!
I would dream of such a spicy-eyed plot, it turned out to be the pot of the Spirit Butterfly Venerable.
No, even in my dreams, I don't want to be a Song Shuhang in women's clothes.
I had to escape this powder room.
Thinking of this, Song Shuhang began to struggle again.
But...... In the dream, he suddenly felt weak, and his body seemed to be hollowed out, and he sat softly on the chair.
The makeup artists were smiling and dressed up in his face.
It's terrible, it's not a sweet dream anymore, it's a proper nightmare.
Wake up, wake up soon.
Song Shuhang felt that his body was weak and weak, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.
[Ye Si, Ye Si, wake me up!] Song Shuhang shouted in his heart.
However, Ye Si did not respond to him.
Could it be that because of the dream, the spiritual connection between Ye Si and him has also lost its effect?
"There's no way, there's only one way to adjust your breathing!" Song Shuhang began to speed up his breathing rate. This is the solution he figured out every time he had a nightmare.
As long as he breathes faster, he breathes rapidly...... Then, he will naturally clear from his dreams.
This method is very effective for Song Shuhang personally.
Under Song Shuhang's control, his breathing became faster and faster, and became more and more rapid.
Take a deep breath, take a deep breath!
Finally......
Song Shuhang's eyes lit up, and he left the dressing room.
Woke up?
It's so good to finally wake up from the nightmare of women's clothing.
Song Shuhang opened his eyes and looked around.
Wrong...... The dream doesn't seem to be over yet.
He left the 'dressing room' but found himself in a volcanic crater, and as far as the eye could see, there was hot lava below.
The picture is so real, Song Shuhang began to doubt that he was really dreaming?
While thinking about it, Song Shuhang suddenly found that he didn't feel a hot feeling, but a kind of cold coolness all over his body - sure enough, it was the reason for the dream?
"What a bad dream. Song Shuhang said softly, his rapid breathing method couldn't wake him up from his dream, he just changed the dream scene.
What's going to happen next?
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Just as Song Shuhang was thinking, suddenly, his body involuntarily moved! His body was not under his control, and he ran in the crater.
"I had a bad feeling. Song Shuhang felt one thing, when he was running wildly, there was a feeling of cold swishing between his legs.
Taking advantage of the wild run, he bowed his head slightly...... Then, he found himself in a women's dress, running wildly.
I'm so tired, why is it still the plot of women's clothing?
Since the plot scenes in the dream have changed, can't you stop mentioning the matter of 'women's clothing'?
Just as Song Shuhang was complaining in his heart, a 'system prompt' appeared in the upper left corner of his eyes.
The black text in Phnom Penh is old and conspicuous.
[Lines: "Zi Lang, Zi Lang~~ Where are you! Answer me quickly!] PS: Please pronounce this line with the feeling of 'worrying'. 】
Song Shuhang: "......"
What the hell is this?
Has the plot of the dream become an online game again?
Moreover, Zilang's name is poisonous?
Listening to this name, it reminded him of the three waves of the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group'.
With the feeling of 'worry', to call the name 'Zilang' affectionately, please forgive him for not being able to do anything.
Therefore, Song Shuhang decisively rejected the request of this system prompt and ignored the system prompt.
At this very moment...... The text prompted by the system changed.
[The countdown begins, please use the feeling of 'worried and anxious' to pronounce the line 'Zi Lang, Zi Lang~~ where are you!' within 20 seconds, otherwise there will be a mandatory punishment. 】
As the system prompt changed, a stopwatch interface appeared in the upper right corner of Song Shuhang's eyes, and the countdown began to fly from 20.
20、19、18...... 15、14...... 11......
The countdown numbers are falling fast.
Punishment? Who is afraid of whom?
Just as Song Shuhang was thinking this, suddenly, his body rushed straight towards the crater, the hot magma.
It's very fast and doesn't have brakes yet.
Song Shuhang estimated that in 10 seconds, his body would perform a 'Leap of Faith' and leap towards the hot volcanic magma.
Not only that, but the refreshing coldness on his body suddenly disappeared, replaced by a blazing hot feeling!
It's already scalded like this when it's just close to the magma, how sour it would be if it fell into the magma?
Is this the punishment?
What kind of strange dream is this dream! It has changed from acting to an online game, and it also has a mandatory task.
I saw that the countdown on the right had dropped to 9 seconds.
After thinking about it, Song Shuhang decided to try to read the lines.
- It's not that he's afraid of punishment, after all, it's in a dream, and even if he falls into the lava, it's not a big deal.
He suddenly wanted to try what would happen to this dream if he finished reading the lines?
Anyway, you won't die if you read it. Moreover, Zilang is not a senior of the three waves, as long as he is clear in his heart, there is no problem.
At the same time, Song Shuhang felt more and more that this dream was strange.
......
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"Zilang, Zilang, where are you? Answer me quickly!" Song Shuhang read according to the lines.
As soon as he finished reading the lines, suddenly his eyes lit up.
And then...... He saw a figure struggling in the volcanic magma.
After Song Shuhang's shout, the figure raised its head.
This face is familiar to the old eyes.
Lying down, it is the predecessor of the three waves of crazy knives.
If you are afraid of anything, you will come, Zilang has really become a third-wave senior, what kind of dream is this!
"Save me, my friend, and get me up. The three waves of the Crazy Sword senior shouted.
Song Shuhang subconsciously: "You come up by yourself!"
"I can't go up by myself, I need your help, please help me!" Crazy Knife Sanlang shouted anxiously.
Song Shuhang: "......"
You're a five-rank spirit emperor-level master, isn't it just a 'whoosh' to fly out of the volcanic magma? What else do you want me to help with?
While he was thinking about it, suddenly a new system prompt appeared in front of him.
[Please search near the crater, there is a mechanism nearby, which hides the secret of escape and can save 'Zilang' from the volcano.] Notes: In sixty seconds, the volcano will erupt, so hurry up. 】
In the corner of Song Shuhang's right eye, the stopwatch appeared again.
Song Shuhang: "......"
At the same time, his body regained its freedom.
Song Shuhang sighed and began to search around the crater.
The crater is so big, how can he find the mechanism? And what does the mechanism look like, don't you give some hints?
Minutes and seconds passed.
Seeing that most of the sixty seconds had passed, in the volcanic magma, the three waves of wild knives that were constantly tumbling seemed to be in a hurry.
The three waves of the Crazy Knife shouted: "My friend, look in the direction of six o'clock, there is a staircase there, you climb to the third step of the stairs, open a box, there is a piece of equipment in it, you throw it down to me, I can get out of this volcano! Time is running out, hurry up!"
It turns out that there is a hint, Song Shuhang said secretly in his heart.
Then he got up and headed for six o'clock.
But he had only taken two steps and suddenly ...... I faintly heard the sound of 'click' in my ears.
Then, a mist appeared in front of Song Shuhang's eyes again, enveloping him.
Faintly, he heard the roar of the three waves of the mad knife: "Why 'click'? Why, give me a reason for 'click'!" I just couldn't help but remind me out loud, there was no foul. Oh, my mother, it's burning to death, and I can't live!"
And at this time...... The fog enveloped Song Shuhang, making him experience the feeling of flying clouds and fog again.
When the fog cleared, Song Shuhang found himself back above the sea.
It's still the sea, it's still the sky, and it's still the 'Meteor Sword' under Shuhang's feet.
Song Shuhang stepped on the meteor sword again, and the sword flew.
This is a broken dream, serve!(To be continued.) )