MTL - Spoiled-Chapter 17
Guoguo quickly replied to the Korean Games: "Aren't you going to play? Let's concentrate on the game first, don't get distracted, I will wait for you to win the championship ~"
Fu Yuan, who was preparing to turn off the lights to teach Han Yun, also stopped.
Han Yun was a little lost, and said, "I must win the championship!"
In fact, he all wants to retire a bit. Master Fu is so rich that he doesn't need the 500,000 bonus at all. However, Han Yun was very upset and Luo Yusen wanted to kick him out of the game to let him know that he would provoke himself and then retire. As a result, Luo Yusen was promoted from the pending seat to the top 50 in today's program recording.
Han Yun started to study the car in dismay. In theory, he has a driver's license and he should be able to drive, but in fact he has never driven a car. It may not be easy to rely on memory alone.
He patted the steering wheel and made a whistle of "Bum-": "Why is there no manual for this thing, brakes, throttle ..." He looked down at his feet.
Car Ai captured the "Instruction Manual" in the Korean dialect, lit the screen of the central control screen, displayed the words "Driver's Guide", and was accompanied by voice prompts.
After listening quietly, Han Yunan found that he was talking about various hi-tech hidden functions in the car, and he still had no idea about how to drive. Nothing came out of research, Han Yun closed the garage door, went upstairs again, and began a day-to-day conversation with Guo Shi Bingzhu.
He asked Fu Yuan's identity: "Xuan Zhu, since you have temperature, it must not be a ghost, are you a monster or a human?"
"Your Majesty asked what to do with this?" Fu Yuan, as usual, just sat by the bed and didn't go to bed. In order to reassure Han Yun, he took the initiative to reach out and give it to Han Yun.
Han Yun was awkward. He only held a finger of Fu Yuan. Once he could not see it, if he felt it, he could confirm that Fu Yuan was still there. Second, he was not sure what Fu Yuan was. It is not clear whether a person is a demon. If he touches it, he can perceive changes in his body.
This bed is similar to his previous dragon bed, with the top and three sides closed. Only one is open, and there is a small ladder. Such a bed can give him a certain amount of day and night. A sense of security.
He didn't dare to ask at first, because he was afraid that the teacher would accompany himself to burial, because he was really poisoned by him.
But now it seems that Fu Yuan is still the person who can get his trust the most, and Han Yun doesn't feel the slightest bit of maliciousness from him. So he dared up, grabbing his fingers and shaking, "I'm curious, wouldn't you say it?"
He acted like ... coquettish.
Fu Yuan's throat tightened, and his voice suddenly became hoarse: "It will scare you."
"Can it be a ghost? How could it scare me, I have dragon spirit possession!" Han Yun said and stretched out his other hand, "I won't hate you, let me touch it ..." He also I ca n’t see it, I just touch it with the position and perception of my hands. I want to touch Fu Yuan ’s face. Han Yun has always wondered whether his face is disfigured or not. Maybe it must be dark every time?
Fu Yuan deliberately avoided Han Yun from hitting his horns. Han Yun's hand also swayed a few times in the dark, and finally touched Fu Yuan's ear.
He moved his palm toward Fu Yuan's cheek a little, and Fu Yuan didn't hide.
Starting with a smooth and warm flesh, Han Yun slowly swiped his fingers across Fu Yuan's jaw, lips, nose bridge and eyebrows ... Fu Yuan's breathing became heavier, and a stormy breath in the dark, the air became more and more Sticky.
None of these seem to be noticed by Han Yun. While stroking, he slowly traced in his heart Fuyuan who was shocked to heaven in his memory.
It's still Fu Yuan, and it hasn't changed at all.
Han Yun was full of thoughts that he would touch something extraordinary and different from ordinary people, such as the third eye or something-but everything is normal, Han Yun is even stranger in his heart, why can't he see people?
As his hands climbed over Fu Yuan's forehead, and he was about to touch how long his hair was, Fu Yuan suddenly made a noise, his voice was very low, as if restraining something: "Your Majesty, you should stop. "
At this time, Han Yun suddenly realized that this breath of repressive breath was mixed in the overwhelming darkness.
He held his breath, and Fu Yuan suddenly stood up. Han Yun: "What are you going to do?"
Fu Yuan: "Take a bath."
Han Yun said, "Well, you can open the curtains a little bit later, it's so dark, I ..." He didn't say he was afraid, and changed an adjective, saying, "I don't fit."
Soon, the sound of gurgling water came from the bathroom, and the complete darkness in the room receded like a tide. Han Yun turned his head and looked out the window, and he could see the shadow of the big tree in the yard, and a gentle moonlight Spatter on the floor.
This is the normal night.
Han Yun had the answer in his heart: there was something on the head of the national division, or he had no hair, so he didn't want to see me.
He heard the sound of water all the time, and then he heard the sound of water. Han Yun thought he should be taking a bath, but Fu Yuan never came out. Han Yun couldn't wait and lay down on the bed like a small room. The moonlight dimly crossed his sleeping face.
The recording of the third phase of "T Typhoon Cloud" will be slightly more difficult. Because the players eliminated a lot and fewer people, this time there was one more challenge. In the judges' comment section, more tricks were added, and a scoring form was used. And the winner of the challenge can add 0.5 to the final score-don't underestimate these 0.5 points. In the case of a tenth, maybe this 0.5 can get you first, or maybe You are free from elimination.
There were too many players before. If everyone scored, it would be a waste of time. The editing time will be much longer than the program time.
The content of the challenge is very interesting. In a grand cba basketball game held in this city, fifty models will be temporarily transformed and become "Basketball Babes."
This challenge seems to be very beneficial to female models, because people only know women's basketball babies. They have never seen men before and can do cheering before the game.
Before the challenge began, a male model pointed out: "This challenge is not fair at all!"
"That is, how do we men, men do 'Basketball Babes! Do you dance or dance!" The talking male model has a slight stutter, but the conditions are very good, and it is the popular baby face nowadays.
Female models are very happy, because they represent that they can meet cba's handsome star players. If you can find a basketball player to be a boyfriend, it seems to be a very good thing, and basketball baby, it is a model New way out ...
Even if eliminated, going to be a basketball baby in the future is still a shortcut.
Among the female models, two were former basketball babies. Their height was worse than other models, but their looks were very sweet, especially the measurements, and they were very proud.
Both models are delighted and determined to win.
Lin Meng, the sole host, explained: "Considering this situation, the results of the challenge will randomly select 90 spectators to vote in the arena, of which 40 are male and the remaining 50 are The female audience, plus the ten male players on both teams. A total of one hundred people voted and the more votes won. "
"Before the game starts to warm up, we will choose voters from the audience. And dance will not be suitable for female players only, as is male players."
From this perspective, it seems fair, and the audience in the auditorium can't see the basketball baby's face clearly on the court. They can only remember their numbers, their stature, and their measurements.
It seems that people who can dance are more popular, but this is the meaning of the challenge.
Fifty models were randomly divided into two camps. They were balanced between men and women. They boarded the bus of the show group and went to the athlete's basketball rehearsal stadium.
As soon as the basketball babies came, the athletes swarmed. Obviously, both sides were very interested in each other. The female models were excited. Many of the male models were gay, and most of them were zero. They were also very excited.
Only Han Yun was indifferent and could not understand what they were excited about.
Han Yun would like to take out his mobile phone to play, and send a text message to Fu Yuan, but the program group stipulates that mobile phones are not allowed, but it is not confiscated.
At this time, the next male model poked Han Yun's arm and asked very quietly, "Hey, do you have a boy or friend?"
It's that stammer.
Han Yun somehow: "Do you have?"
Stammers and big eyes looked at him innocently: "I don't have it, you, you say, basketball players should be very physically fit, okay?"
Han Yun looked **** in his gay, and didn't want to talk to him, but it was really boring. He was still a little sick, and responded to him one by one: "Oh."
He didn't know the name of the stutter. In fact, of all the players, he remembered the underplayed Luo Yusen, but Luo Yusen was assigned to another group this time.
Arriving at the destination, the players got out of the car and saw a neat row of basketball players. There were seven substitutes in the entire basketball team, with twelve people. At this moment, they stood in a neat row and seemed to welcome them.
Basketball players are tall and tall, and their jerseys can't hide the coveted muscles.
Stuttering seemed to be drooling: "Wow, they look good, fierce, hard to think, to touch."
Han Yun glanced at the muscle, and he couldn't say how tall it was. He didn't say it himself. He was a sick seedling in his last life, but he became stronger in this life, but he couldn't compare with a professional basketball player.
However, all the generals in the Han Yun court were better than these. Their bodies were like iron casts, their strength was like a tiger, and there was a state teacher. Fu Yuan could use military force to surrender those tall and burly generals.
He looked at the stutter with scorn, "I've seen more fiercely." He paused, and raised his chin proudly in the envy of the stutter, "I touched it yesterday!"
