I’m Actually a Bigshot

No matter what Cheng Xiao said to the girl, the other party didn't answer like a real marionette, didn't respond to Cheng Xiao's existence, just like a stuck robot that kept walking there.

After trying many times to no avail, Cheng Xiao let go of the tourist and let her continue walking.

After returning to Su Qingxing, Cheng Xiao raised his eyes lazily and said to Su Qingxing: "Look, everyone here seems to be manipulated, no matter what they say, they won't respond, and won't talk to you."

"I lost the balloon several times just now, and I subconsciously asked others to pick it up for me several times. However, you were the first person to pick up the balloon for me and talk to me." Cheng Xiao will mess around The balloons that were running were tied with ropes, "so it's normal to be surprised."

Although it is evening, the sky is not too dark, and there are so many people coming and going in the circus city, there are laughter, conversations and music from various booths, so it is very lively at first glance.

Each tourist looks like an ordinary human, neatly dressed and ruddy, some smiling, some curious, some playing with friends, and some interacting with the clown staff of the circus.

But such a lively and ordinary circus city is actually fake... The tourists are fake, and even those ordinary clown staff are fake. In such a big circus city, only Cheng Xiao contacts with real self-awareness. These testers, the clown and Su Qing will do them.

"I'm not that special." After Su Qingxing understood Cheng Xiao's confusion, he showed a consistent smile on his face. The smile seemed gentle, but it was a standardized expression that could hide his emotions, "It's impossible for me and you in the entire circus city. Can the two of you talk?"

"That's not it." Cheng Xiao still had a bitter face, "In addition to these puppet-like tourists, there are a few guys who are trapped here like me, a god-given fortune-teller with a bad personality. The clown who sees through, and maybe some other weird guy."

"That's right, since there are so many people in the circus city to talk to, it is not surprising that I am here. After all, like you, I have been trapped in this circus city all the time." Su Qingxing was not worried. Cheng Xiao would recognize his identity as a fortune teller because of his voice.

It is said that cinnabar has done tricks in that divination room. As long as Su Qingxing hides behind the gauze and speaks, the voices heard by the testers will be even lower... or in the words of cinnabar, it will be more mysterious.

So when Su Qingxing appeared in front of the testers in an ordinary manner, he might be regarded as an ordinary middle school student just like the previous trials, right?

As for why the identity is hidden... It is mainly related to a so-called hidden mission in this trial world.

"Could it be that you, like the fortune teller, have been trapped here for a long time?"

"Probably not as long as the fortune-teller." Su Qingxing replied with a very natural expression, "After all, when I came to this circus city, the fortune-teller was already here."

"Oh." Cheng Xiao responded, and then stopped asking questions. Instead, he lowered his head and continued to puff out his cheeks and start chuī balloons.

a balloon.

Two balloons.

three balloons...

When Cheng Xiao started the fourth balloon, Su Qingxing finally couldn't help but ask, "Don't you have anything you want to ask me?"

Su Qingxing has now revealed his "identity". If it was Lin Zexue who was standing in front of Su Qingxing now, he would have already begun to try to get his way out of Su Qingxing's mouth, hoping to know more about this circus city.

"Nothing to ask." When Cheng Xiao said this, Su Qingxing seemed to be able to see the negative energy around him being materialized, "If you knew how to escape, you would have already escaped. But since you are still in the circus city, it means that you know as well as the fortune teller... whoever comes in cannot escape."

"If that's the case, why should I ask? Anyway, I don't have anything to do right now, and I don't have any goals in life."

"Since that lousy clown made me chuī balloons, then temporarily regard chuī balloons as my goal in life." Cheng Xiao finished these words with low pressure, and then focused his eyes on the balloons in his hands again.

"Few people decide their goals in life so hastily." Su Qingxing watched a big man like Cheng Xiao sit back on the cartoon pony, and continued to work hard for the next balloon, and finally reminded, "Even if it is a balloon, There are shortcuts to take.”

After Su Qingxing said that, he bent down and rummaged in the wooden basket full of balloons for a while, and finally found something from the bottom of the wooden basket.

"This is..." When Cheng Xiao saw that thing, he didn't even notice that the balloon he had just finished was leaking. He just stared blankly at the... special pump for balloons in Su Qingxing's hand? !

Cheng Xiao stared at the pump for a long time, and finally dropped the deflated balloon in his hand, lowered his arms, lowered his head, and showed a gesture full of frustration.

"Cheng Xiao?"

A bitter voice came from the side.

When Su Qingxing turned his head, he saw that Lin Zexue, who was supposed to be training at the magician, actually limped over from the side. His face was pale, his limbs were weak, and his right foot was crippled.

"Sit." Cheng Xiao lowered his head and silently placed the stack beside him

Little Mazza pushed over, "There are still many chairs."

"Thank you." Lin Zexue squatted down, then stuffed a ponytail under him, lowered his arms, and lowered his head, showing a posture full of frustration.

"..." Su Qingxing was a little confused when he looked at the two testers in front of him with the same movements.

"I just went to experience human body cutting." Lin Zexue lowered his head and said, "The magician cut off my right calf and replaced it with a leg of lamb."

"And then?" Two equally frustrated people were talking.

"Then it came back again." After Lin Zexue finished speaking, he became silent.

After a few minutes of silence, another figure came over, and without saying a word, he took a masa from Lin Zexue's side, like sitting in a row eating fruit, sitting in a row with Cheng Xiao and the others.

The person here is Zhang Ai.

"What's wrong?" Lin Zexue glanced at Zhang Ai, who had changed his clothes for some reason, out of the corner of his eyes, "Looks like he's very tired."

"Well, I almost died." Zhang Ai sat on the maza, lowered his arms, lowered his head, and showed a posture full of frustration, "That's not the way I want to die, it feels really annoying."

"Hey!" the three frustrated people sighed together.

"Maybe things aren't too bad." Su Qingxing, who was standing in front of the three people, couldn't help but say, "After all, everyone is alive and well, isn't it?"

"Who are you?" Zhang Ai and Lin Zexue looked up at the same time, and then saw the slender teenager standing in front of the red glow in the evening, smiling.

The young man's appearance is very good-looking and very white, and his skin like Su Baici seems to be able to glow against the background of the red glow. It was a young man who, although unfamiliar, gave off an inexplicable intimacy at first glance.

But for some unknown reason, the boy still held a long black umbrella in his hand.

"Hello everyone, my name is Qingxing, and I'm also a person trapped in the circus city." Su Qingxing just said his name, "It seems that everyone is very tired today."

"Are you also an apprentice? Or an assistant?" Lin Zexue, who was tortured by the gods because of the "human cutting technique" performed by the magician, asked with his head lowered.

"Me?" Su Qingxing didn't think that he just told a lie, and he had to pile up more lies to cover up this matter.

Su Qingxing was not very familiar with the circus city, so faced with this problem, he could only stretch out his long umbrella and point in a certain direction, and said with a smile, "I work there."

"Shòu room?"

What surprised Su Qingxing was that Zhang Ai had just arrived in the circus city and experienced the incident of nearly drowning, but he was still able to follow the direction Su Qingxing pointed to and remember the corresponding tent in the circus city.

But...shòu room?

Su Qingxing can clearly say that the only small animal that can move, apart from humans, should be Xiaoxue láng.

The people coming and going in the circus city did not decrease because of the coming of evening. If someone observes carefully, they will find that the number of tourists in the entire circus city has not changed much.

Even if some tourists leave the gate of the circus city after strolling around, after a while, you will see that tourist come back to the circus city again, and sit and do the same thing as before, repeating, going back and forth.