typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 113 The Spring Festival and It's None of Your Business

 "Ooooooh——"

Waves of enthusiastic cheers, as if determined to overthrow the sky, came from the big screen on the wall - I don't know what technology was used. The sound was three-dimensional and real, surrounding every listener, giving people the illusion of being in a real world.

It's like being in a crowd of people celebrating wildly.

One after another, huge colorful flowers on the screen exploded in the dark blue sky, shining with dazzling light. Various colorful lights and shadows interlaced on the pale faces in front of the screen.

It shakes endlessly between light and dark.

Lin Sanjiu was sitting on a high chair, her body straight and unable to move - because a black leather rope had firmly fixed her body to the back of the chair. Under her

Next to him, the dozen or so women who were sent together were sitting in the same posture. Although everyone's gags had been removed, no one spoke.

"Hello fellow citizens of Eden!"

A petite and sweet female anchor appeared. She was wearing a white tights, her plump red lips opened and she smiled: "...it's the New Year's Day again. Whenever the New Year comes, everyone will be particularly excited.

!”

"Of course!" The male host walked into the camera from the other side and answered with lines he had obviously memorized: "In addition to delicious food, fireworks, and visits to relatives and friends, the highlight of our month-long Eden Garden is about to come!

"

"For this year's event, we are fortunate to invite well-known experts from Eden to give us commentary..."

Compared to the lively celebrations on the screen, the room was completely silent, with only the rustling of clothes as people worked.

At this time, after a brush dipped in powder swept Lin Sanjiu's cheek a few times, a young female voice said: "Look up."

Lin Sanjiu glanced at the makeup artist beside him but did not move.

"Really, you should save your temper until the critical moment!" The young woman with ear-length hair was very unhappy, but there was nothing she could do about it, so she had to use her hands wearing a pair of rubber gloves, reluctantly.

The powder on the pattern under her eyes was wiped away.

At this time, another beautician who was standing behind Lin Sanjiu and had been braiding her hair spoke: "...I heard that this person has a stubborn character. Don't waste your time with her. Oh, this is not the case.

The one who became famous in this competition."

"Ah, I like him quite a lot. I want to see this." The makeup artist looked back at the screen, and the brush stopped moving.

"Look at it while putting on your makeup, don't waste time." When the beautician spoke, the long hair in her hand was still flying - Lin Sanjiu's short hair. After her adding hair and braiding, half of it was already gone.

It became fluffy, slightly curly waist-length hair.

The person the two were talking about was a man with a strong and wild appearance, wearing only a strange triangular piece of cloth, revealing his well-developed muscles, and grinning at the camera.

Just when she was confused, Lin Sanjiu's ears suddenly caught a subtle "click" sound. She looked back and found that it was the girl with fair skin and black hair. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, and her teeth were uncontrollable.

The ground was shaking violently.

Does she know this person? Lin Sanjiu looked at the color on her face that quickly faded and secretly guessed - because until this moment, she still felt very confused about her current situation.

...She never thought that she would be sent to the glass ball city.

It was already yesterday morning when he was put in a large capsule and sent all the way to the glass wall - Lin Sanjiu originally thought that the glass ball city was probably isolated from the world, but he didn't expect to realize that he was there when he got closer.

wrong.

It can be seen through the glass that the area welcoming the large capsule is obviously different.

There is no pedestrian in a vast area around, only a small isolation area surrounded by thick lead anti-radiation shields. A group of people are wrapped in radiation-proof suits, not even a trace of skin is exposed.

, eyes hidden behind the hood, expressionlessly looking at the capsules being sent in one by one.

As soon as the capsules contaminated with external radiation entered the isolation area, they were immediately pointed at each faucet. A large amount of transparent liquid with white smoke spurted out from the faucet, and the capsules were washed up and down, and then the radiation protection suit was released.

They stepped forward and pulled the women out, and then, the women also received the same treatment.

Lin Sanjiu, who had been doused with cold water inside and out, actually felt a lot more comfortable - being inside the glass ball city, and being washed by the unknown liquid, she could feel that the impact of radiation was immediately reduced.

My body was like a long drought, and I was breathing heavily, feeling alive again.

Her physical strength and strength gradually recovered, but she did not act rashly. On the one hand, the groups of heavily armed soldiers around her were watching eagerly. On the other hand, she also wanted to see what this glass ball city was going to do with these women.

.

After doing some radiation cleaning work, the women were pushed back into the capsule and sent into the room with a huge screen as before. Then teams of makeup artists and beauticians filed in.

, laid out rows of strange beauty tools, and started working on the women's bodies.

During this period, some people begged and some tried to resist - but the ropes on their bodies were special items, which limited their power. What's more, the Sand Whale and his group were still following a group of soldiers and were closely monitoring them.

Watching every move of the women.

A plump woman struggled and fell to the ground with her chair. Then the soldier who rushed up pressed an electric baton on her stomach - this was definitely not the low-power baton that Lin Sanjiu had used before.

After the woman's whole body convulsed violently for a while, the stench of incontinence filled the room.

After she was dragged away, the remaining nine people remained silent.

What are these people going to do to themselves?

This problem that lingers in every woman's mind becomes thicker and thicker like a dark cloud as their makeup becomes more and more refined and their hair style becomes more and more shiny and beautiful.

The light on the screen jumped on everyone's face. Another thin man was squinting his eyes and said: "...So, I think the performance of the players at the moment when they learned the content of the game is worthy of attention and analysis.

of……"

The voluptuous female anchor suddenly laughed: "This view seems to be very popular recently. I will make a bet this time. I will also refer to Teacher Fang's statement..."

What is the content of the competition? Are the contestants referring to us? Just as Lin Sanjiu's heart started to rise, the door was suddenly opened, and an anxious voice shouted: "It's your turn in fifteen minutes, hurry up

get ready!"

The speaker had thick makeup on his face, and his foundation was actually light pink. If he hadn't opened his mouth to speak, it would have been impossible to distinguish between male and female.

He glanced at the room and cursed: "Hurry up!" Then he slammed the door.

The people in the room suddenly became a little anxious. The woman who was applying make-up to Lin Sanjiu quickly painted her eyes and stopped. The beautician looked her up and down for a while, and then fiddled with her hair.

He turned to his colleagues and said unhappily: "Why did the painting become like this..."

The makeup artist rolled her eyes: "She looks like this, and there's nothing I can do about it."

"But I'm afraid her style won't be popular..."

"Ahem, what does that have to do with me?" The makeup artist laughed, put away her things and walked out. "No matter how much pressure is put on her, she will not give it to me - oh. This bandage should be pulled off.

"

Lin Sanjiu had just realized that "she was indeed a contestant," and then the makeup artist's hand had already been stretched out in front of her.

Under the bandage was the Pygmalion collar, and she couldn't let it be exposed under any circumstances - Lin Sanjiu turned his head as hard as he could to avoid her hand, and rolled his eyelids to look at her coldly.

The two were stiff for a while, and then Lin Sanjiu said calmly: "I'm injured. The bandage doesn't look good when it's pulled off."

The other person rolled his eyes and ignored her. At this time, the rest of the people were almost finished styling. Just when a group of makeup artists were about to go out, the pink-faced man suddenly rushed in again and shot towards her with all his strength.

He beckoned from behind: "Quickly, come in and give them the camera!"

A group of dozens of small cameras dangling in mid-air flew into the room from the heads of the makeup artists, followed by two men who lowered their heads and manipulated the equipment, seemingly controlling the cameras.

Every woman was immediately surrounded by three or four cameras.

Just when everyone looked surprised, they heard the female anchor's voice coming from the big screen in the room: "...After listening to the pre-game opinions, it's time to introduce the players. After all, this competition

Some of the contestants have already appeared. Compared with yesterday, there are not many contestants to meet with you today. It is said that there are only nine contestants in total - outside the venue, are you ready?"

Nine...? What happened to the plump woman who was dragged out?

Lin Sanjiu's thoughts were immediately interrupted - a smile spread across the man's pink face. He stood in front of a small camera and loudly responded: "All the contestants are in place!"

...Then, a pale, familiar face appeared on the big screen.

She was startled, looked at the screen, and then at the black-haired girl beside her who had been crying.

Yes, she is still the same person - if there is any difference, it is probably the change caused by the makeup on her face.

It was obvious that the black-haired girl's makeup artist had captured her charm and painted her face as white as snow. There was no trace of blood on her cheeks, but a circle of light red was deliberately applied to her eyes and the tip of her nose.

The black eyelashes were pressed down and hung at the end of her eyes, reflecting the tears in her eyes, making her look like a frightened bird.

"This is our contestant No. 92. He is so lovable!" The pink-faced man's voice rang from both the room and the screen at the same time. He approached the black-haired girl, took a deep breath, and smiled.

He asked, "What's your name, please?"

The black-haired girl's teeth were still chattering and she couldn't answer a word.

"Oh, it seems that she is very timid and has a very pitiable personality!" The pink-faced man didn't care, as if he was used to this, and waved his hand: "Let's see what the audience in the barrage area says.

!”

As soon as he made the move, the screen was immediately divided into several pieces - the female anchor, with a pink face occupying a small corner above and below. In the middle part, was the profile picture of a black-haired girl. On her profile picture, Crazy

Countless subtitles rolled past——

Lin Sanjiu stared at the screen dumbfounded, her eyes following the barrage, and she was speechless for a long time.

After a few seconds, the pink-faced voice with a deliberately raised voice drew her attention back - "Ah, what did you say, Contestant No. 92? Make it louder so that the audience can hear it."

A trembling voice came from the big screen: "I, I have a name... I call you Chu Yan."

As the black-haired girl's tears fell together with her words, the dense text was once again overwhelming, covering the screen:

The pink-faced girl seemed to be very satisfied with the audience's reaction. She walked away from Hui Chu Yan and strolled to another woman with short brown hair. A small camera immediately rose up and shot down from directly above her. As a matter of course, the screen showed

A pair of her particularly plump breasts appeared on the ground - compared to Hui Chu Yan, although the text was a little sparse, the response was equally enthusiastic.

Since each person was only allocated a minute or two, five people passed by quickly - I have to say that the makeup artists' skills were quite good. Although the women all had stiff expressions and looked suspicious, they finished applying their makeup.

From now on, some are charming, some are sexy, some are pure, and all of them are very attractive.

After introducing No. 96, the pink-faced girl turned around and walked towards Lin Sanjiu. The camera switched to a camera following Lin Sanjiu.

The barrage area that had been shouting "Watch the next one, not the pink sissy" just now suddenly became quiet.

At this time, in the Garden of Eden under the glass cover, almost everyone's eyes were cast on a large or small screen. When Lin Sanjiu's image appeared, for some reason, it seemed as if someone had suddenly splashed it on him.

With a bucket of cold water, the excitement and bustle just now subsided.

There was no trace of panic on her honey-colored skin.

At a glance, no one could notice her long hair or her red lips. Instead, the sharp cold light in her eyes seemed to be able to hurt anyone who dared to sit in front of the screen - making people feel like they were seeing it.

, not just a woman, but something behind this feminine appearance, like an ancient behemoth, sitting majestically between heaven and earth.

In the Chinese New Year Fighting Tournament that has lasted for 27 years in Eden Gardens, there has never been a female contestant who raised her chin so high when she made her debut.

After quite a while, a few barrages appeared sparsely.

Four or five barrages rolled by, and even the room fell silent. The pink face, probably to prevent the atmosphere from getting colder, smiled and asked: "...Contestant No. 97, what is your name?"

"

Lin Sanjiu glanced at him with a faint look.

"It's none of your business." (To be continued)

ps: Thank you to Big Bad for the two peace charms, and thank you to 1, 2, 3, and 4, nicknamed Hao... I can’t count how many firecrackers I have, I’m not good at math! Thank you for taking care of me, I’m happy! I received your big red envelope today!

Keeping pace with the times, this chapter is also the Spring Festival, hahaha

I wish you all a happy New Year, good health to your family, a prosperous Year of the Sheep, and abundant financial resources~!! Post the article earlier so that you can watch the Spring Festival Gala later (do you all watch the Spring Festival Gala?), don’t think my article is too beautiful~~~

~

Please wait for me to calm down in the past two days, okay?

...

...


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next