Chart Topper Queen

The backstage of TIMETRAVEL company is full of large and small screens on the wall. Staff members wear wireless built-in headphones and focus on their own work.

Statisticians and responsible persons report data.

"Changtianxing has a total of 60,000 participants, and more than 20,000 people are expected to pass the first round."

"Have you found any talents worth cultivating?"

"Yes. There are currently 119 people with potential as anchors, of which 23 have worked as non-traveling anchors, and 3 have worked as time-travel anchors."

It can be seen that most people are just trying to make the game interesting and want to try it.

The person in charge frowned, "A small planet can barely pass with such data. Can it be used as material for the preview?"

"Not yet." The statistician also looked like he wanted to wipe off his sweat. He peeked at the face of the person in charge. "The feedback from the editor is that they have no way to start because of the lack of plot conflicts."

"…"

This time the person in charge also found it difficult. The proposal proposer of the audition has a good relationship with him. From the perspective of saving the company's cost, let the players be the "mastermind" and provide plot ideas. The system only needs to evolve the basic scene.

Use the easiest way to screen out players with certain plot editing and adaptation abilities.

However, the biggest drawback of such a simple task-style storytelling is that there is no succession and transition, and naturally it will also lack the plot conflicts that the editor needs.

He scanned each small screen once, and it was enough to feel the "softness" of these plots.

These players all use it as a tool for revenge, making all kinds of unbelievable demands to make it difficult to get out of the house and attack the upper house, without thinking about how exciting the story Solitaire is.

The person in charge gritted his teeth and had to say: "Give it another three days, if there is no suitable material, use the plot highlights as an easter egg and tell them that there will be special rewards if they can do it."

The competition trial venue has a primary time zoom function. The three days given by the person in charge were three months in the trial grounds, which was not too long, but it was enough for everyone to have the opportunity to show themselves.

And in the trial group where Ai Bei was, as No. 5, she just appeared on the scene - as a male.

No one stipulates that gender conversion is not allowed, so the whimsy of No. 4 has been realized. Fortunately, Aibe didn't particularly care, or, given the special background of prison, she felt that the male role was more conducive to her completing the task.

This is the third time that Ai Bei has transformed space. She knows that no matter how it changes, it exists in the spiritual world of neural links. What changed was not the scene, but the information sent to her by the system.

Compared with a square that can accommodate 10,000 people, or a trial space for five people, this time the scene truly reflects the wealth and wealth of TITR.

- 100% restored realistic world.

She appeared in the interview room of the prison block where No. 2 was located. Across the soundproof glass, there was a row of men in blue and white striped prison uniforms. The prison guards were like telephone poles on the street. , Don't hold the baton, always be vigilant.

Ai Bei sneezed a little, and the people around him changed from the background board to live people in an instant, looking at her.

Number 2 is also in it.

He obviously suffered a bit, fell to the bottom when he was proud, was slandered and beaten for no reason, and was thrown into prison. He was originally a bit cynical in character, and was suddenly splashed with dirty water. His instinctive self-protection made him assimilate quickly, learning the appearance of the most vicious people in the prison. At this moment, his expression was a little more vigilant and hostile than when he was a school gangster. His lips were chapped, like a black-backed puppy. Seeing that no one was a good person, his timidity was hidden in the feigned feud.

He walked to the empty seat without sitting, bent down and picked up the phone with one hand. Ai Bei had just said "what do you want..." when he heard a simple and neat word from the man. .

"roll."

She raised her eyes in confusion and met the person on the other side of the glass.

He was condescending and sneered: "Don't you understand? Let you go!"

At the same time, in Ai Bei's field of vision, a bright yellow number appeared in the upper right corner, counting down continuously from 60 seconds.

His words have become part of the mission. If she can't do it, the mission will fail.

Abe pushed away the chair and stood up.

The prison guard's eyes were immediately fixed on her. But I saw this boy in a normal hooded sweater, with soft black hair and delicate features, suddenly squatted on the ground, rolled himself up like a hedgehog, turned over gently, and rolled in a circle.

He paused, continued his efforts, and rolled forward in the same posture.

Even after rolling three or four times, the criminals looked at him with their mouths open, as if they were in gym class at school. Those who didn't know it would have thought he was doing front rolling exercises.

No. 2, who was locked inside, was stunned and couldn't help laughing while holding his stomach when he saw this scene. Until the guards stepped forward to maintain order.

"Okay, come back."

He patted the long table and said as if he were training a puppy. The prison guard behind him looked at him with neurotic eyes, but within a second, Ai Bei, who was still entangled with the prison guard, returned to the glass window.

He knew that if Abe couldn't hear his order, the virtual screen would prompt her.

If when he first gave orders to No. 3, he would hesitate again and again and condemn himself, then as time goes on, No. 3's attitude of contempt and disgust is the best catalyst. The more she despises him, the more he wants to treat him Toss to death. Of course, the basic moral bottom line given to him by his upbringing is still there, and he will not break it easily.

Now, he has been able to master all kinds of tossing people's orders with ease.

"Come back tomorrow and bring me the game console."

The next day, Aibe brought a newly bought Switch.

To give the game console to No. 2, the normal way of visiting prisoners is not feasible. He left her a day, just to ask Ai Bei to clear the relationship.

According to the six-dimensional theory, any person in the world can be known through six people. Through the current network of character identities, Aibe spent a lot of money to get the opportunity to visit the prisoner in a single room.

Outside the single room, the prison guard checked her belongings, and after confirming that it was correct, they looked at her again. He narrowed his eyes and reminded her, "At most half an hour."

Ai Bei nodded, "Is he okay?"

"It's alright, the newcomer doesn't accept the discipline." The prison guard's eyes flickered and seemed meaningful, "Your friend was detained for one night yesterday, and he probably wasn't in a good mood. You should persuade him more. Just be obedient."

Abe knew what he said, and she had specifically inquired about prisons in this era.

Here, there is a special dark room in the prison. The space is narrow and stagnant. It is often used to deal with troublemakers. One person is locked in it for a whole day.

Thinking of this, she opened the door of the room dedicated to visiting prisoners. Inside was a long square table in the center, with chairs on both sides, and No. 2 lay on the table dazedly, licking his head shaved into a caliper head. As soon as Ai Bei entered the door, he saw the wounds on his forehead and the corner of his eyes, which added a sharp feeling to his dark skin.

But within a day, the darkness on his body became strong, and he didn't know what happened in the prison.

"What are you doing there, the game console?"

"Here." Abe handed him the Switch in the bag.

He was a little disgusted, "Why don't you buy Zelda? I knew I would let you go to my house to get it. All right, sit down." Everyone has a special habit, and No. 2's habit is to buy games first when they reach a new site If he is familiar with the game, he will be able to adapt to the local life.

He can live without cigarettes, but not without game consoles.

Abe sat down on the chair next to him and watched him play. He plunged into his own world with his earphones, completely forgetting her existence, as if he had forgotten about making things difficult for Ai Bei.

Until the prison guard kicked the iron gate, "It's time."

The two were shocked by the sound of "banging", and the prison guard's vicious face came into sight, like a tough kid in hell.

Ai Bei heard that he was about to take the Switch from his hand, but saw the game console in front of him dodged her hand.

No. 2 has bowed his head to play again, and his voice has an indifferent indifference, "You go to delay the time."

"But…"

"What, do you want to fail the mission?"

"you sure?"

"nonsense."

"Okay." Ai Bei thought for a while, "Then, if you fail, don't blame me."

What responded to her was a pack of cigarettes thrown by No. 2.

When the prison guard outside the door saw her coming out alone, he said, "Want to add more time?"

Ai Bei didn't speak, he took a cigarette from the pack and handed it to the other party. Her movements are strange and awkward, and she has never done such a thing at first sight. It is a small flower raised in a greenhouse.

The handsome boy had fair fingers, holding the cigarette butt, making it even whiter.

The prison guard stretched out the cigarette's hand, almost grabbing the back of his hand, and then slowly and stroking the cigarette, "It depends on whether you understand or not."

Indoors, in the fiery-gold picture framed by the red and blue game consoles, the muscular burly man and the innocent and lively little girl are fighting each other. With the quick button of No. 2, the skill action is cast, and the fist reaches the flesh, almost The sound of broken bones can be heard. Fighting games are always exciting and exciting.

The operation between his fingers is getting faster and faster, and there are more and more redundant and invalid movements, causing the character of the little girl he is operating to lose blood quickly.

The picture is getting faster, but his thinking is getting slower.

There was no time displayed on the game that obviously filled the screen, but No. 2 still felt the passage of time. A movement was waved, and it was like a stop-motion animation for a long time.

He knew that there was something wrong with the sexual orientation of the prison guard, so he deliberately called No. 5 to delay the time, but after all, she was a girl...

Eyes raised unconsciously, he suddenly found that there was a Band-Aid lying quietly on the wood-colored tabletop, because the color was similar, he couldn't notice it for a while.

When did she put it up...

Shit, who wants her to meddle? ! He never gave such an order.

When the big rough hand penetrated into the sweater disgustingly, Aibe counted the seconds in his heart, 10, 9, 8, 7…

Suddenly, the sensational drum beats, the rhythmic fighting, and the hysterical roaring and singing of the man exploded in this room in an instant.

"I'm sorry." No. 2 somehow tore off the headset connected to the game console. With the ending song of the game's victory released by the public as the background, he Shi Shiran stood up and glanced at the prison guard, "I'm done playing."

It's early.

She paused, and continued counting lively, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

Alone together into a happy song.

For two consecutive days, No. 2 did not contact Ai Bei again.

Honestly, what's up with him.

No. 4 installed No. 5 as a man, and also released such a task, which is to deliberately disgust him, and then let him and No. 5 bite the dog (he is not a dog). He was really disgusted. But if he really vented all his anger on No. 5, wouldn't he just follow their hearts?

He changed his mind and decided to endure the remaining days and give No. 4's 5 points to No. 5 generously.

The air in the prison is slow and smelly. The newcomer was about to sleep next to the toilet when he first arrived. He folded the tofu quilt with his breath closed. As he walked to the side, he accidentally stepped on the prisoner's shoe. Someone behind him immediately pushed him hard, making him kneel down and put the shoes on. lick clean.

He opened his mouth to refuse, provoking a good beating.

"Whatever you hit, stop me!" The prison guards who suddenly appeared pointed to one by one, "Just be honest with me."

Those people buried their heads in their chests, pretending to be obedient.

The prison guard clicked No. 2, "You, come out."

This prison guard was the one who brought him to meet the visitor last time, and his area of ​​responsibility included the cell he was in. He took him to a secluded corner, "Don't say my brother didn't take care of you, look at you, you are so stubborn, if I didn't watch, they would kill you sooner or later."

He looked at the prison guard coldly for a while, "Disgusting."

"What did you say? Say it again."

"…"

The prison guard rubbed his fingers and said aftertaste: "Or, would you introduce the little boy who came to you last time to my brother? You two have different tastes..."

Before he could finish his disgusting words, No. 2 directly slapped the prison guard's serene face.

"Fuck your face, shameless!"

The prison guard was furious, and a police baton was placed on No. 2's stomach. No. 2 choked and coughed. The sharp stinging pain in his lower abdomen made him lose his combat effectiveness. He had just been beaten and he didn't eat.

Buttons are unbuttoned. This is a tight-fitting one-piece suit for work convenience. If the other party wants to take it off, he has to peel it from the top down, but he does.

Damn, these people are actually going to see such a scene.

Consciousness is a little blurry.

In the distance, he seemed to see that delicate and fair face, she was wearing the same blue and white striped prison uniform as him.

Even though she used a man's body, she didn't have any intention of getting used to it. Her speech and actions were still a soft girl, like a weak and bullying little white rabbit. It was probably this strange sense of disobedience that attracted the prison guards. Before she came, the prison guard was just verbally flirting with him, far from the point of doing anything. He suspects that he is being affected and is being used as a substitute for venting by dissatisfied men.

Disgusting no matter what.

Suddenly, the little white rabbit in his eyes wrapped his arm around the prison guard, and then used the uniform towel in the prison to go around the prison guard's thick neck and hang it!

The strength of the violence on him suddenly disappeared, and as soon as he relaxed, he heard her say: "Fortunately, I came in."

It was only when he had auditory hallucinations and his eyes fell on the prison guard's liver-colored face that he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The prison guards slapped her hand holding the towel desperately, but couldn't make her give in the slightest

No. 2 took a breath of cold air into his lungs, "You..."

"You can give an order now and let me kill him."