The sky is as pale as the belly of a fish.

The sound of water rang out, Wu Jin washed his face and carefully observed the "human skin mask" close to his skin in the bathroom mirror.

This pancake face seems to grow from the base of the neck, and it will not wet after soaking in water. Even the pores on "Wang Ping"'s face shrink with Wu Jin's micro-expression.

This incredible biosimulation technology is almost certain that it will cause a wave of controversy and craze through this round of escape show. The closer you get to the reality, the more you fear it.

The disguise can be torn off by the owner himself or it can be forcibly peeled off by external forces—

The scene two hours ago flashed through my mind again. The lifesaving compartment, blood-red pigment extending all the way, and a piece of human skin stuck to the bloody red wall.

Wu Jin exhaled slightly.

Behind him, there was a clatter of water in the bathroom compartment, and Nicholas jumped and ran out, turning around twice: "Evil, I always feel like someone is following me from behind..."

Wu Jin took his blood bag out.

The painted walls in the corridor are as pale as the dull skyline. The bathroom and practice room are 10 minutes away from each other. The skylight that comes in from the high window is cold, as if there is a layer of haze on your eyes.

The corridor was twists and turns, and there was no one. Nicholas was about to pull Wu Jin before he dared to come out to let the water go.

"Brother Wang, you said that Silver Armor's face hurts so much!" Nicholas said, "He can tolerate it, without saying a word!"

Wu Jin: "It's not tearing."

Even if it is torn off, you have to use the potion. The silver armor may not be the strongest among the trainees, but there is no stop for calling for help. Wu Jin vaguely speculated that the most reasonable explanation - when the lifesaving capsule ejects, the eliminated person's face is immersed in the potion in the cabin, and the facial disguise automatically falls off under chemical reactions and falls into the hands of the murderer.

Nicholas was confused.

However, he soon found a new melon-eating point: "Hongtao K can even kill silver armor alone... Is this, the disobedient one dies? Brother Wang, what do you think..."

Wu Jin thought: "It's quite interesting."

"Kong Tao K didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came to the practice room to build walls. The paint was sprinkled all over the floor to lead us over. If he wanted to avoid the paint, he had to arch his body along the way." Wu Jin thought honestly: "I wonder if his back pain will be hurt today."

Just to pretend, is that?

Nicholas: "…"

The practice room was right in front of me, and Nicholas suddenly pulled Wu Jin backwards: "Brother Wang, no, Red Tao K is in our class. He wants to clear 5 people this time. Let's avoid it. Just wait until the regroup is finished!"

Wu Jin slowly turned around, and the light in his eyes was also covered with haze, which made people shudder. Nicholas paused, and for a moment, he even felt that Wang Ping was bluntly suspicious of himself-

Nicholas reacted suddenly.

Two cameras were laid in front. Nicholas quickly grabbed Wu Jin and pushed the sound to the lowest level before entering the shooting range: "Brother Wang, don't. Red Tao K is really here."

Wu Jin is also standing outside the surveillance range.

How did you know? He asked with his mouth.

But Nicholas got stuck and hesitated and said to him.

Wu Jin looked at him with his arms folded.

All the easily overlooked fragments in memory are quickly connected.

Nicholas draws the second place, he is the first to hear the knock on the door, and he is the closest person to the Silver Armored Single Room.

The most important thing-

Wu Jin spoke slowly: "Why is the one who writes on the wall K?"

The first one to set the rhythm was Nicholas.

Nicholas suddenly turned red: "Brother Wang, I really have no other meaning. We are a community of interests..."

Under the surveillance corner, the atmosphere of the two of them suddenly became stiff. At this moment, the door of the practice room opened, and players who went to the bathroom walked out one after another. Wu Jin turned around, as if nothing had happened, and brought Nicholas into the door.

The atmosphere inside the door was cold.

Lega and several trainees occupied the southwest corner. Wangshu sat in the southeast corner. Another group of people who were separated at some time were finally seated in the room.

What all groups have in common is that they have to go out in groups.

On the white wall, the bright red "9" character finally climbed up by the sunshine that penetrated into the house, as if the prologue of the next execution began.

In the center of the training room, the camera position of the variety show that had been resting all night was automatically activated.

Wu Jin directed Nicholas: "Build start, bloodletting."

Nicholas was stupid and then said to him joy: "You didn't abandon me..."

Wu Jin inserted his right hand into his pocket.

There was a cotton thread lying there. Two hours ago, when something happened to Silver Armor, he rushed into the dormitory corridor earlier than Nicholas, knocked on the door to indicate that everything was safe, untied the cotton thread tied to the door lock of Nicholas' dormitory before, and watched him walk out of the dormitory with his own eyes.

The cotton thread knot is intact.

It was definitely not Nicholas who spread the paint from the silver armored dormitory to the practice room.

Opposite, Nicholas was ready to practice RAP today, Brother Wang, Brother Wang..."

Wu Jin nodded.

Nicholas is suspicious, but his essence is that he is useless. His basic skills, alertness, pace and muscles can all testify. If he takes ten thousand steps back, if Hell K really pretends to be Nicholas, he will be shameless to face his reputation.

Nicholas must have a problem.

But the problem with the most heart K is not here.

Wu Jin lowered his head. Countless thoughts passed through the bottom of his slightly drooping eyelids. Silver Armor only opened the door once in a night. How did Red Tao K complete the killing of Silver Armor in the subsequent secret room.

What is the purpose of K.

Where is the disappearing Lin Qingshan? Where is the Red Tao K?

besides--

Wu Jin glanced at the wrist watch.

The last sentence in Wang Ping’s script.

"You are the first master of 'Wang Ping'."

"Dingling!"

The rapid ringing rang, and the practice room seemed to be suddenly awakened.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, the AIRAP tutor and the cameramen walked into the practice room yawning one after another, brushing the whiteboard on the wall to write down today's training plan.

"Stage scene rehearsal--"

All trainees: "…"

The AI ​​mentor was stunned, and then he noticed the silver armored skin sticking to the wall: "Oh, I'm dead."

The camera next to him nodded: "It seems like yes, the melon girl has been built into the wall." After that, he put a close-up on the blood-red wall.

Wu Jin's eyes were confused, and finally remembered that it was still a live broadcast. He quickly opened the watch terminal and made a small departure.

On the fan forum, some viewers realized the fact that "the silver armor was peeled and stuck to the wall". A group of small fans whimpered:

"Brother was assassinated before he debuted!", "Wuwuwu brother is really beautiful and miserable.", "Babys, look at this place, No. 45 Lu Xiaoqiu, who has similar facial features to Brother Silver Armor. Don't you consider silver Armor's meal replacement?", "Similar to 1, meal replacement can be used. Want to climb the wall 1"

Wu Jin: "..."

Closen Show obviously did not optimize the plot logic of the dungeon, but it invisibly sounded the alarm for Wu Jin-

The silver armor and corpse are not cold, and the clever young trainees and fans know that they are sucking blood from it! If they don’t work hard, they will always be No.96 little mist that force Wang Ping!

In the training room, after the AI ​​tutor distributed the performance costume, he began to explain the stage rehearsal part.

"Rap, the most important thing is to be stylish. A typhoon needs to explode..."

At this time, many trainees were still immersed in the deterrence of Red Peach K. For some reason, Wu Jin vaguely felt that the division of RAP 2 class was very strange. The Star Dust Cup trainees occupied too many places, and more than one or two were underdepressed in fighting spirit. Red Peach K seemed to be a spell imposed on all of them.

On the side, Nicholas snatched two sets of performance costumes and handed them to Wu Jin: "Brother Wang, I haven't heard of you Rap."

Wu Jin looked expressionless and glanced at the lyrics assigned to him.

Although Nicholas swears all over the lyrics "The audience is my bro and the stage is my flow", he is even more pitiful than that.

The whole song, more than a dozen parts, was only one sentence that Wang Ping had - "Let'sgetit".

It’s still a harmony. There is no doubt that the edges are made up on the stage.

——Fortunately, there are still many places to play.

Wu Jin folds the lyrics and blocks the writing and painting on the back. After the first chorus, you can take a b-box and enter the transition section before the main song. You can sneak freestyle a melodyrap, and the interlude can also rush to the camera to make a backflip, and KillingPart can jump up and steal the scene.

As long as you can steal the show, the lace can shine brightly.

So a group of people changed into the performance costumes and prepared to go to the rehearsal, but before leaving, a little delay was delayed. A slow trainee did not grab the performance costume.

The AI ​​tutor is also confused: "It shouldn't be. I just sent 14 sets..."

However, the program team soon sent another set. The door of the practice room opened, and the strong trainees wearing sequin dresses and suits took the bus and drove ten minutes to enter the RAP2 class's dedicated broadcast stage.

The moment the door opened, Wu Jin paused slightly.

The stage is arranged in a bustling night city style, blurred and gorgeous.

The venue that can accommodate 800 spectators is not big, and all the lights are gathered on the middle stage. The stage has been initially built, and the curtain lights are turned on from bottom to top. The skyscrapers with punk heavy metallic colors are decadent and luxurious. The set panels overlap and the contestants' lifting platform is right between the "skyscrapers".
To be continued...