dkrc Chapter 130 Program List? A Death List!
Chapter 130 Program List? A Death List!
2:30 p.m.
Although the sun wasn't as scorching as at noon, a wave of oppressive heat still permeated the air.
On the main road of the campus.
"call......."
Jiang Bai wrapped his long black overcoat tightly around himself, looking out of place in the weather, and took heavy steps like a secret agent about to carry out a suicide mission.
With each step he took, he could clearly feel an unprecedented sense of constraint on his legs.
Those white over-the-knee stockings, made of a thin and breathable material, tightly wrapped around his calves and knees, extending all the way to the middle of his thighs.
The anti-slip rubber strips on the edges were tightly constricting his thigh muscles, and the slight marks from the constriction constantly rubbed against his nerves as he walked.
"What a tragedy..."
Under the cover of her trench coat, Jiang Bai secretly reached out and tugged at the hem of her skirt.
"I am a dignified seven-foot-tall man, a tough guy with 13 points of stamina!"
"Now she's actually walking around campus wearing white stockings?"
"If that pervert Su Ze saw this, he could study my legs all night!"
shame.
Extremely shameful.
However, when he glanced at the glittering **【Current Luck Bonus: 30%】** on the system panel (10% for shoes + 20% for socks).
Jiang Bai straightened his back instantly.
"These are not stockings."
"This is a talisman!"
"This is an invincible shield against social death!"
"If I'm lucky enough, even if Old Zhang stood right in front of me, he'd be blind!"
.......
At the school gate, under the big willow tree.
The six "errand runners," dressed in all black and carrying large and small bags, had already assembled.
They were whispering among themselves there:
"Hey, do you think the employer's sister will be even prettier this time?"
"Definitely! That sailor uniform last time was amazing, I wonder what the design will be this time."
Just then.
A fragrant breeze wafted over.
A figure wearing a black trench coat, sunglasses, and with long, flowing hair walked over.
Although she was covered up tightly, the half of her face that was exposed was still so exquisite that it was impossible to look away.
Especially today.
I added that pair of [Enchanting Tassel Ear Clips].
Silver tassels hung down beside her cheeks, swaying gently with her movements, making her ear, which was slightly flushed and red from wearing an ear clip, appear exceptionally... alluring.
Add to that a head full of messy yet strangely harmonious hair clips.
And even though you can't see them, just imagine how amazing the inner layers must be.
The six deliverymen instantly stood at attention, their breath catching in their throats.
"Gulp."
The young man in the lead swallowed hard.
"Sister...my little sister is here!"
Jiang Bai walked up to the crowd, slightly raised his chin, and said in a cool yet slightly nervous falsetto:
"Is everyone here?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Hello, little sister!"
Upon hearing this voice, the men felt their bones melt and nodded repeatedly.
Jiang Bai checked their equipment; the masks and ribbon balls were all there.
Then, lowering his voice, he solemnly instructed in a falsetto tone:
Listen carefully!
"Our mission code name today is—'The Silence of the Lambs'!"
"Once you enter the school, until the performance ends and you leave, no one is allowed to speak or remove their mask!"
"Even if you really need to pee, you have to hold it in!"
"If today's performance goes smoothly and nothing goes wrong, everyone will get an extra 200 yuan bonus!"
"Do you understand?"
The six delivery guys and girls' eyes lit up when they heard there was a red envelope. Although they couldn't speak, the frequency of their frantic nodding betrayed their elation.
This job is too easy!
So what if I'm just a mute background character? We'll discuss anything if you pay more!
.......
On the way to the auditorium.
Jiang Bai walked in the middle, surrounded by six burly men and women dressed in black, forming a natural protective circle.
The sight of this spectacle drew the attention of passing students.
"Holy crap, who is that? Such a grand entrance!"
"Looks like a celebrity!"
"That girl's legs... even though only a tiny bit of her ankle is showing, they're so white!"
Hearing the surrounding chatter, Jiang Bai lowered his head even further, turning up the collar of his trench coat to cover his face.
"Faster! Faster!"
"The auditorium is just ahead!"
The closer you get to the auditorium, the more people there are.
Not only were there student union staff, but also teams from various colleges rehearsing, and even workers carrying sound equipment.
confusion.
noisy.
Meanwhile, outside the auditorium, a huge iron display board had been erected, with a program for the freshman welcome party in red and black on it.
Jiang Bai stopped and glanced at it.
My heart suddenly started racing.
The 18th and final performance: an original song and dance number, "Love You".
Performers: Jiang Baizhi, Su Xiaoxiao, Wang Qiang... Jiang Bai.
Looking at that long list of names.
Although the three characters "Jiang Baizhi" were bolded and placed at the very beginning, which is the so-called "C position".
but!
The two characters "Jiang Bai" at the very end, though small in size, were still clearly visible and looked like a red wanted poster to him!
"This isn't a program list for the gala, it's a death list..."
Jiang Bai felt a chill run down his back.
"This is equivalent to posting the name of the 'suspect' directly on the door of the police station."
"Hopefully, as I imagine, everyone's attention will be on the pretty girls, and no one will notice the last backup dancer who was just there to make up the numbers..."
"call......."
Jiang Bai took a deep breath, wrapped his black trench coat tighter around himself, covering the shameful white stockings and short skirt underneath.
"Let's go in!"
With a wave of his hand, he led six fox-masked men, like a group of assassins about to assassinate the King of Qin, into the grand hall.
.......
3:30 p.m.
There are still two and a half hours before the gala officially begins.
The backstage registration area was packed with people, including makeup artists, costume designers, and students running around. The air was thick with the smell of hairspray and sweat.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Bai immediately backed down.
"No, the backstage is too dangerous."
"With so many people around, what if someone bumps into me and my trench coat comes undone..."
"That's a massive social disaster!"
So, after signing in, he decisively slipped away with his six protectors.
The auditorium's seating area was not yet open at this time; only some lights were on, making it appear somewhat empty and secluded.
The Shanghai Theatre Academy's auditorium is famously magnificent, with three sides and thousands of seats. The red velvet chairs appear exceptionally tranquil in the dim light.
Jiang Bai led his men, crouching low, and made their way to the very last corner of the last row.
"This is it."
"A wide field of vision, backed by a wall, offering both offensive and defensive advantages, and most importantly—it's black!"
The group had just sat down.
Besides them, there were a few actors from other shows scattered around, obviously also out for some fresh air because the backstage area was too stuffy. Everyone was looking down at their phones, and no one paid attention to the strange group of people.
Jiang Bai huddled inside the oversized trench coat, revealing only her eyes and half of her hair adorned with a pearl hair clip.
Even while sitting, the tight, restrictive feeling from those over-the-knee white stockings remained, constantly reminding him of the fact that he was now a "cross-dressing master".
Just then.
"Buzz—"
The phone he was clutching tightly in his hand suddenly vibrated.
The screen lights up.
WeChat pop-up: [404 Mental Hospital (4)].
Jiang Bai's eyelids twitched.
It's a roommate group chat!
He carefully swiped open the screen and entered the group chat.
Su Ze posted a photo of himself fixing his hair in front of a mirror in his dorm room, looking incredibly flashy.
Su Ze: "@Jiang Bai Lao San! Have you arrived yet? Hurry backstage to see the goddess and take some photos for us!"
Su Ze: "We'll be all packed up in no time!"
Gu Dapeng: "I brought binoculars! I need to observe the goddess in high definition!"
Lin Le: "Based on rehearsal experience, the middle seats in the first three rows are the best viewing spots, with perfect sound and viewing angles. I just don't know where our class will be seated."
Su Ze: "I hope I don't drift too far from my goddess."
"......."
Seeing the increasingly outrageous discussion among these three bastards in the group, Jiang Bai chose to play dead.
"Go back my ass!"
"I'm filming myself for you guys to see!"
Seeing that Jiang Baizhi hadn't made a move for a while, the three people in the group didn't pay any attention and continued to discuss the goddess's look today, even starting to bet on whether Jiang Baizhi would wear pigtails today.
Seeing the constant stream of messages, Jiang Bai's slightly calmed mood instantly turned anxious again.
"no......."
"My heart is racing!"
"I keep feeling my right eyelid twitching; this is a sign of impending disaster!"
Although it already has the blessing of [Lucky White Sneakers (10%)] and [Absolute Territory White Stockings (20%)], for a total of 30% luck value.
But in this "death game" where the whole school is watching, and even counselor Lao Zhang and roommates are eyeing the game covetously, 30% is obviously not enough!
"You need to pay more!"
"I have to max out my luck!"