Chapter 11 It's Scary!
The elevator goes up to the third floor.
As the metal door slowly opened,
A long corridor comes into view.
The entire corridor is filled with,
Dim lights of faint blue and blood red.
The speaker hidden in the corner, From time to time, there are sound effects from horror movies.
In the end, Ning Ye agreed to the girl's invitation.
What rewards are not rewarded? it doesn't matter,
Mainly he didn't want to disappoint the girl.
"But I don't have a mask, what should I do?"
Ning Ye followed the girl with a cake in hand and asked.
"Don't worry, we have specially prepared some DIY props for friends attending the party. You can make the mask yourself!"
The girl explained happily.
Take Ning Ye to a small door beside the corridor.
push the door in,
Inside are several rows of long shelves, There are some clothes hanging here and there.
There is a large box placed near the door.
The box contains a bunch of blank masks,
There are colorful paints on the table next to it. and several unopened packages of paintbrushes.
In this room,
There are already three people sitting at the table, I am concentrating on drawing on the mask.
The girl is holding a half-meter-long syringe,
A big wave.
"Brother, feel free to use the things here. I look forward to your performance."
With that said, she took the cake from Ning Ye's hand.
"By the way, the meeting place is at the end of the corridor, um... a friendly reminder, you are not allowed in if you don't wear a mask!"
Ning Ye nodded, Say goodbye to my sister for now.
Then he looked around the room.
Hey! It’s not easy to get rewards, either. It also has to be scary enough!
Ning Ye's mind started to spin.
I thought to myself,
What kind of mask should I draw? Only then can you stand out in this masked party.
The primary factor is absolute terror; Secondly, it is best if no one has seen it before and it should be novel enough.
Ning Ye thought for a while, Suddenly there was a flash of light.
Thinking of the last world, My childhood nightmare when I was little,
An extremely classic horror movie.
The old corpse of the mountain village!
think carefully,
Just the cover of that disc scares people.
And there is no such movie in this world, So absolutely no one has seen it before! I made up my mind,
Ning Ye picked up a blank mask.
……
At this time, the number of people in the live broadcast room increased rapidly.
Netizens posted comments very diligently. [The anchor is really attending some kind of horror party, so I’ll pee first and then come back. I’m afraid I won’t go to the toilet later and I can’t hold it in my diaper pocket! 】
[What’s so scary about this?They are all people pretending, keep your mentality calm, I have read countless films, and no one who can scare me has been born yet! 】
[Anchor, please seize the opportunity and ask for the girl’s contact information. If you don’t want it, please send me a private message, I want it! 】
[I have some doubts. Can the anchor draw?Why don't you search online? It doesn't matter if it's scary or not, but don't draw it too ugly, otherwise it will be embarrassing! 】
[I don’t like to hear what you said upstairs, so what if the painting is ugly?Anyway, it’s for others to see, not for yourself. Don’t be afraid, host, and just draw whatever you want. If it’s really too ugly, I’ll go offline for a while. 】
[I have never attended any mask party, and it is a horror-thriller theme. Thank you to the host for bringing me to see the world! 】
……
in the small room,
Ning Ye sat down next to the three of them.
Take out a paintbrush, Basically, I didn’t think much about it. Just start drawing with a swipe of a brush.
Next to him was a young man wearing glasses.
Unintentionally glanced at Ning Ye, A look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Brother, you are a professional. With this technique and composition, you will definitely not be able to achieve this level with just a few years of painting skills."
"If you win the prize, I'll just draw whatever I want!"
Ning Ye said modestly, and her men didn't stop at all.
The young man had obviously studied painting;
He has a certain understanding of Ning Ye's painting techniques.
He looked at it for a while, I have already determined in my heart that Ning Ye is a master.
but,
This mask party is not about competing on painting skills.
But whose costume is the scariest.
He has confidence in himself, With the creativity I racked my brains for a month, It will definitely make your goddess shine.
Thinking about it, he no longer paid attention to Ning Ye,
Instead, go back and continue to complete your own creation.
After ten minutes,
Ning Ye put down the brush in her hand.
Looking at the dignified face of the old mountain village corpse on the mask,
A raised eyebrow.
It is indeed a childhood nightmare.
Even now it seems, There is still a slight feeling of trembling in the heart.
……
at the same time,
In Ning Ye’s live broadcast room, The number of people suddenly dropped rapidly.
[Holy shit, shit, this peat... it's so scary. Everyone, I can't stand it anymore. Please log off for a while. 】
[Yao Shou, I have a heart attack. If any kind-hearted netizen is not busy, please call me an ambulance. 】
[Hiss, I admit that I spoke too loudly just now. Host, you are the first person to successfully scare me, but I am a little scared now, so I will close the live broadcast room now! 】
[Fortunately, my screen blacked out quickly. Host, I advise you, rat tail juice, to put that damn thing away, otherwise I will unblock it! 】
[Makabaka, Makabaka...]
[Ugh, host, please pay for my mobile phone. The new fruit machine I bought was so frightened that my hands shook and fell to the ground. Now only half of the screen is good. 】
[This mask did scare me, but doesn’t anyone pay attention to the anchor’s painting skills?Is that one-stop technique really something that a delivery boy can master? 】
[Who cares whether his painting is good or not? If it scares me, it’s wrong. I’ll cancel it now and let the anchor reflect on it first, and then come back later. 】
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(End of this chapter)