Many people collapsed and began to suffer from dizziness and tinnitus.
"Ahhhhh!" The heartbeat was getting faster and faster. Fang Keyu was frightened. His screams stopped suddenly and he fell limply to the ground without closing his eyes.
The Painted Skin Demon opened his fingers, took out the heart neatly, and put it into his mouth.
She licked her lips, carefully peeled off Fang Keyu's skin, and draped it on herself.
A month later, the young lady went out for an outing and met a handsome young man.
…
The picture gradually dimmed, and the long Xiao sounded again, becoming more and more like a bleak whimpering.
The entire audience in the theater was motionless and stunned.
"It took advantage of everyone!"
"I don't want to watch anymore, I want to go home!"
"Damn it, someone come and give me a hand."
The movie theater was in chaos.
"Guests, guests." Seeing that the audience was still waiting to come out, the manager could only come in and urge, "The show has ended. It's time for you to leave."
One girl tried to stand up, but failed several times because her feet were weak. The audience next to her kindly helped her, and she got up smoothly.
Audiences were everywhere supporting each other. At this time, they didn’t care whether they knew each other or not, they just wanted to squeeze together and absorb each other’s warmth.
Zhuo Xiuwei swallowed and stood up using the armrest. His movements were so fast that Ya Su, who was leaning on him, almost hit the chair.
"It's nothing special. It's just an ordinary horror movie. Let's go." Zhuo Xiuwei said calmly.
Yasu was wearing high heels, and her legs were a little weak due to the shock just now, so she subconsciously wanted to grab Zhuo Xiuwei's hand and ask him to hold her.
Zhuo Xiuwei threw her away as if he was electrocuted. If the theater hadn't been crowded with seats, he might have taken three steps back as far away from her as possible. He reacted, waved his hand to conceal it, and held the woman's hand: "My hand is numb."
Yashi didn't care. Instead of her previous enchanting look, she silently followed Zhuo Xiuwei and left the theater with the crowd.
New directors were waiting outside.
Zhuo Xiuwei was surprised: "What are you doing?"
Du Wenyao carried Yang Zhihao on his back and shrugged: "He was frightened and fainted."
The others couldn't help but cover their faces, wishing they could stay as far away from Yang Zhihao as possible, it was so embarrassing.
Zhuo Xiuwei sneered: "No future."
Du Wenyao: "Do you want to go play next? The holiday will be over soon, don't have too much fun."
After that, a group of people left together, leaving Zhuo Xiuwei behind.
Holding Yasi's hand, Zhuo Xiuwei subconsciously took two steps after him. Yasu asked him warily: "Where are you taking me?"
Zhuo Xiuwei: "..."
I want to go home.
The two of them stood at the door of the theater and looked at each other, neither of them willing to bring it up first. Whoever raised it first would be the first to admit defeat.
Helpless, they could only go to the nearby coffee shop and order two cups of coffee to kill time.
The computer beeped. It was someone from the Hunting Club asking about the results. Yasu stood up quickly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to answer a call."
Before Zhuo Xiuwei agreed, the woman stood up and walked to the bathroom. Zhuo Xiuwei, who had just finished looking at the painting, became suspicious and suspected that the woman had ulterior motives, so he chased after her quietly.
Speaking of which, on the first day the two met, Yasuo's attitude was unusually warm and something felt wrong.
At the corner of the bathroom, Zhuo Xiuwei saw Yasu turning on the optical brain.
"Well... I just met... I'm very strong..."
"Kidney removal..."
The bathroom door slowly closed, and Zhuo Xiuwei followed him with a cold sweat on his face, leaning gently on the door and listening.
"After seeing the painting... I'm scared... Okay, I'll send it to you tonight... as a thank you gift? Five hundred thousand is not enough, hahaha!"
This man wants to dig out his kidneys!
Zhuo Xiuwei's breathing suddenly became rapid. No wonder he was so enthusiastic when they first met, and even followed him to the cinema!
I thought it was a drawing of his body, but I didn't expect it to be this way!
He composed himself, stood up and left quietly, but the ajar door was pushed open a crack.
Zhuo Xiuwei staggered, fell to the ground with a thud, and looked at Yasu who was holding up the light brain.
There was dead silence in the bathroom, and the atmosphere gradually solidified.
The woman's flaming red lips slowly opened.
Zhuo Xiuwei jumped up in a cold sweat, and while jumping out, he made a sound to prevent himself from being silenced: "Ahhhhhh!"
Yasi: "..."
Your father, I should be called my mother, what the hell are you calling me!
Returning to his seat, the waiter said with a smile: "Miss, the gentleman just left without paying the bill. Please pay."
Yasi: "..."
Dog man!
…
The moment the sun fell on them, the stunned audience almost cried with joy. Only then did they notice that they were holding a stranger in their hands.
The group of people separated quickly as if they were electrocuted, took three steps back, and cautiously thanked them.
They stared blankly at the cinema, just wanting to find a place to sit and comfort their frightened hearts.
"Let's go sit in a cafe." Someone suggested.
The cinema is located in the bustling city center, next to countless restaurants.
They swarmed in and started fighting at the window seat.
"I came first."
"You're only one person, what's wrong with the crowding?"
"The problem is I'm fucking scared of strangers!"
The waiter was dumbfounded and quickly stepped forward to remind: "Guest, the sun is very strong in the window seat. I suggest you sit inside."
A group of people said in unison: "It's okay, I like the sun."
Order a cup of coffee and listen to the noise coming from outside. The sun falls on your body with scorching heat, finally dispelling the lingering chill in your bones.
"There are obviously no bloody scenes and few horror scenes. Why do I always feel a chill down my spine." The short-haired girl smiled bitterly.
The people next to me were still frightened.
Three young and beautiful girls opened the door and walked in: "Director Jing's tickets are really hard to get. I stayed up most of the night to get one."
"This movie is very popular online. I wonder if they will continue to criticize Director Jing after watching it."
The short-haired girl suddenly interrupted: "Don't worry, they won't scold you."
The three girls' eyes lit up and they came over: "Have you finished reading?"
The short-haired girl nodded heavily.
"How's it going? What's the movie about? Is there anything scary about it?"
"Well... after watching this, I no longer dare to hang out with strangers, nor do I dare to take people home."
Who knows what he brought back.
The three girls didn't understand why, so they bought coffee and happily entered the cinema.
Two hours later, there was another group of dazed spectators in the coffee shop.
The window seat is particularly popular.
Chapter 100
On the third day of the release of Painted Skin, the Internet was completely silent.
Those maliciously speculative comments stopped three days ago, with no further follow-up, as if the real owner had evaporated on the spot.
Netizens who have been paying attention to this matter are puzzled.
[Where are the people? The craziness with which they chased and scolded Yu Jing a few days ago made me tremble. Why is there no movement? 】
[They parked too neatly, as if they were organized. 】
[I guess he was slapped in the face and was too embarrassed to come out. 】
This is even more wrong.
Some people rely on the Internet to jump high even if they are slapped in the face. Some people shamelessly delete their comments and pretend that nothing happened, or they apologize and say they were wrong.
It will never be like this, disappearing from the world and doing nothing.
[I discovered something even more terrifying. The Yu Jing fans who were arguing with them were also missing! 】
【Fuck! We both went to the movies and didn’t have time to leave a review? 】
[Three days is enough to watch all of Yu Jing’s movies. There is definitely something wrong. 】
[By the way, have you gone to see that Chinese painting of a Chinese studio? It’s been three days, bastard, I haven’t gotten a single ticket! 】
[Well... go and see it, it’s not a bad idea. Movies have taught me a lot of life principles, and I am grateful to remember them QAQ for the rest of my life. 】
[Kneel down to Yu Jing, the teacher’s advice is no match for one of his movies, I will never go out with strangers again (╥﹏╥)]
What movie can be as good as Teacher Teaching?
Many people were dumbfounded after watching this. They were originally just paying attention to who lost and who won in this online scolding war, but now their curiosity was aroused and they joined the crowd to grab tickets.
