My Thriller Survival Game

There were not many people in the entire photo studio. In addition to Zhu Pan, the fat little black guy, Qianqian the makeup artist, and an assistant Wu Ding, there were only three people in total.

Each of these three people has its own characteristics.

Zhu Pan had a smile on his face from beginning to end, and coupled with his appearance, it gave people a very greasy feeling.

I won’t say much about Qianqian, she is so perfect that she doesn’t look like a human being.

Wu Ding, on the other hand, is a little more normal. He looks ordinary, dresses ordinary, doesn't talk, and only knows how to work.

After deciding on the shooting style, Xu Yang thought he could shoot directly. However, Zhu Pan told him that he needed to put on makeup before shooting.

This made Xu Yang a little surprised, but it was within his acceptance range.

The dressing room is on the second floor. There are two rows of dressing tables at the entrance. The dressing tables are nothing special. They are no different from what Xu Yang saw on the set. The only difference is that there is no mirror on the dressing table.

To be precise, it's not that there is no mirror, but that the mirror is covered with white paper and looks like a large drawing board.

There are various cosmetics placed on the dressing table, but there are no labels, and it is not clear whether they are what Xu Yang thinks they are.

Inside the dressing room is a larger fitting room filled with a dazzling array of clothes. Compared to the clothes on the first floor, the clothes here look very shabby and dirty.

The types of clothing were also all kinds of weird, including blood-stained white coats, dirty courier clothes, dark red suits, and some clothes that were so damaged that even a homeless person would disdain them. Xu Yang only glanced at them and frowned.

Are there people wearing clothes like this?

Xu Yang was arranged to sit in front of a dressing table. Each dressing table had a number. Xu Yang happened to be sitting in front of the dressing table No. 4.

There were no windows in the entire photo studio, at least Xu Yang didn't see it, which also caused Xu Yang to smell a very strange smell after entering the second floor.

The special smell of cosmetics, the rancid and sour smell of clothes, the fragrance of Qianqian itself, the musty smell of stagnant air, and the faint smell of blood. Several smells mixed together to form a smell that is difficult to describe.

Describe the taste.

Smelling this smell, Xu Yang felt relieved, because this is what a horror world should smell like. I don't know if it's because Xu Yang has been in the game world for a long time and has gradually become abnormal, or because he has extraordinary adaptability.

Strong, I have adapted and got used to this kind of atmosphere.

So far in the mission, no accidents or dangers have occurred, and Xu Yang has not even felt ghost or yin energy.

After Zhu Pan took Xu Yang to the second floor, he disappeared. At this time, Xu Yang was sitting in front of the dressing table blankly, not knowing what to do. As for Liu Qilin, he was like a wooden man, looking for him casually.

He took a seat and sat down, watching quietly.

Xu Yang had seen makeup like this before and knew what was going on. However, things did not develop as he expected.

After Xu Yang sat down, Qianqian also sat down opposite Xu Yang and began to look at Xu Yang.

The distance between the two was very close, and even Xu Yang felt uncomfortable being stared at by such a beautiful woman.

Qianqian's expression didn't change at all. It seemed that in her eyes, Xu Yang was not a person, but something.

After a long silence, Xu Yang couldn't help but ask: "Can we start?"

"Wait a mininute."

As she spoke, Qianqian began to take action.

I saw her slender, boneless hands touching Xu Yang's face. The touch was cold but silky, and her movements were extremely gentle, giving the feeling of silk brushing against his cheek.

Xu Yang admitted that at this moment, he had a physiological reaction.

At the same time, his heartbeat speeded up unconsciously, and a rare blush appeared on his face unconsciously.

"What is she going to do? Could it be..."

"If she really does this, should I obey, or should I obey?"

"Eh? Is this really possible in my current situation? Is it possible?"

Qianqian's movements made Xu Yang start to think wildly, and the eyes he looked at Qianqian gradually changed.

Qianqian, who was very close to Xu Yang, naturally felt Xu Yang's changes. She just raised her eyebrows but didn't say anything. She seemed to be used to it.

Next, Xu Yang was like a toy, being played with by Qianqian at will, but Xu Yang still fucking enjoyed it.

Tsk tsk tsk~~~

I wonder if Shu Yue will commit domestic violence against him if he finds out?

When it comes to women, Xu Yang is the first brother after all. While he was thinking wildly, he also realized that he was gradually losing his composure. In order to avoid embarrassing things from happening, he simply closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but Xu Yang felt the hand touching his cheek disappear, and at the same time, a swishing sound sounded in his ears.

"Huh?"

Xu Yang was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously opened his eyes and found that Qianqian was no longer looking at him, but picked up an eyebrow pencil, or a brush to be precise, and started to mix colors on the palette.

"ε=(??ο｀*)))Alas!"

Seeing this scene, for some unknown reason, Xu Yang secretly sighed, but his tense and stiff body also relaxed.

Qianqian's movements are very gentle but smooth. The way she concentrates on doing things is more charming. People often say that the most handsome appearance of a man is when he concentrates on doing things. The same principle also applies to women.

Especially a beautiful woman.

However, what Qianqian did next was somewhat beyond his imagination.

I saw Qianqian holding a paintbrush and starting to sketch on the white paper on the makeup mirror. On the originally flawless white paper, as she quickly sketched, Xu Yang's sketch portrait soon appeared.

"Damn it! I didn't realize it, but this bitch is also a painter."

Xu Yang was amazed when he saw it.

However, as Qianqian sketched out, Xu Yang gradually discovered some clues.

The Xu Yang in the portrait is somewhat different from the Xu Yang at this moment.

Because he hasn't taken care of his hair in the past month, Xu Yang's hair is already very long, but in the portrait, Xu Yang has a short hair style, with his hair standing up, and he looks particularly energetic.

Xu Yang's eyebrows are relatively thick, and because he rarely takes care of them, they are very messy, but they are trimmed in the portrait and look very stylish.

There is only an outline for the eyes, so nothing can be seen yet, but other facial features have changed more or less, such as the nose is taller, the lips are thinner, and the cheekbones are more prominent, because the biological clock is disrupted.

Some of the acne that appeared was not seen in the pictures.

As the portrait gradually became complete, a spirited young man appeared. Originally he was just a bit handsome, but now he had an indescribable temperament.

Looking at the portrait, Xu Yang pinched his chin and muttered: "Is the portrait equal to makeup?"

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