Let Jingshu's live broadcast room be opened and there is a real live broadcast.

This is an extremely excessive requirement.

If feasible, psychologists will not place a virtual platform.

There are three things that are too much.

First, they directly interfered in the operation of private enterprises and condoned them to violate industry standards.

Secondly, D-011's emotions are extremely unstable and he is a capable person. Letting him live broadcasts may cause uncontrollable public opinion influence.

Third, if you take such a risk, you may have no profit in the end.

As for the moment, D-011 has been sentenced to death.

What should I let her broadcast live?

"Chen Yu Edible Guide"?

For this reason, Zhou Panyi had to ask Nie Yun again.

Even though Nie Yun hesitated, he immediately approved it after confirming his eyes with Lin Dong.

But three requirements were made:

1: The video signal to the live broadcast here must have a delay of at least 5 seconds.

2: Once D-011 tends to lose control, immediately cut off the signal and execute the punishment.

3: Control the remarks of fans and guide the direction of live broadcasts.

...

At 14:27 pm.

It is 33 minutes before the execution.

D-011's eyes twitched.

The pupils are rejuvenated.

Then, she rubbed her eyes and sat up, looking around blankly.

“Huh…”

She was surprised to find that this was her home.

It seems a little different...

But probably that's it.

She turned around in confusion and grabbed the makeup mirror on the bedside table.

I am in the mirror, a beautiful girl.

I'm just a girl without makeup.

"What's wrong..." She pinched her face, becoming more and more puzzled.

Dingling-Dingling-Dingling-

The phone rang.

She hurriedly grabbed and connected.

"Why aren't you live broadcasting yet? You're waiting!"

This strong northern accent...

It's Ziyue's voice!

"Ah...I..." D-011 scratched his head blankly, "What's the matter... Am I dead?"

"Are you dreaming?" Ziyu urged, "I finally resumed the live broadcast room, everyone has been waiting for a long time!"

"Ah?" D-011 said in confusion, "I'm live broadcasting every day?"

"Mao! Your live broadcast room has been closed for three months!"

"Ah!" D-011 was stunned, "Yes... it's been blocked long ago... Then how did I broadcast live..."

"Are you dreaming?"

"Dream..." D-011 murmured in a deep voice, "Is it all dreams... where did it start..."

"Okay, okay." Ziyu urged, "Let's talk about it during the live broadcast. Chen Yu finally became a second person and has unblocked you. Hurry up and start the live broadcast first!"

"Oh oh oh..." D-011 quickly stood up, "I...I'm a little confused, but the live broadcast cannot be delayed."

"Yes, yes, yes, drive quickly, and if you slow down, you will run away."

"Here you come, come now!" D-011 hung up the phone and hurriedly opened the wardrobe.

It's empty inside.

"Hey, where are the clothes..."

In confusion, a man's voice came from the door.

"here."

D-011 turned around and saw Ning Cuo, whom she was so familiar with.

Since being sheltered, Ning Cuo is one of the few people who have had real contact with her, and he is the devil who tied her to the torture chair.

At this time, the devil was holding her favorite plaid skirt and stockings in her hand.

"Ah!!!" D-011 screamed, sat down on the ground, kicking back with his legs, "What the hell is going on...is it a nightmare???"

"To be honest, I want to know too." Ning Cuo shook his head and gave in to the side.

Lin Dong suddenly appeared.

He walked towards D-011 step by step until he stood in front of her, leaning over and stretching out his right hand:

"Hello, I am the interrogator Lin Dong, who is here to see you off."

"What..." D-011 shook his head blankly, then covered his ears, "What are these and what..."

...

At this moment, it was on the other side of the execution ground.

Everyone saw everything clearly.

In fact, these are scenes built in a short period of time.

Most furniture is made of paper shells, the windows are painted on the walls, and the walls are several larger paper shells.

But D-011 didn't care about this, and really thought he had returned to reality.

So, this comic play with the lunatic begins bluntly.

As one of the audience, Zhou Panyi was really intolerable and had to turn his back on his back.

"It's really... it's ridiculous..."

Wang Chen next to him looked at the actors on the other side of the glass and was also frowning: "It seems that D-011 has lost the ability to distinguish between reality and fantasy. Now this approach...is going to further aggravate the condition."

This suspicion is very reasonable.

After all, Lin Dong is more like a lunatic now, and D-011 is the normal one.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Su Xun hurriedly pulled Zhou Panyi and turned back: "Hey hey hey Director Zhou, everything has been done, should I advance first? Promote it."

"Oh..." Zhou Panyi sighed, "Let's be a living horse, let's see how Lin Dong treats it."

Next to him, Yu Yu secretly approached Nie Yun.

"Are you tired?" She glanced at the controller in Nie Yun's hand and said, "Give it to me?"

"No need." Nie Yun remained motionless, "I will be responsible for anything if something happens."

"But it's not that easy." Yu Yu said calmly, "If you are gone, 134 can still tolerate me?"

“…”

"The coach is gone, what's the point of having a car in my car?" Yu Yu said, stretching out his right hand, "The people interrogated inside are from one place, the people supervised are from one place, and the people who executed the punishment outside are from one place, give it to one place, let it be your scapegoat."

After a brief contemplation, Nie Yun relaxed his palms a little.

But then clenched it tightly.

"I'll still want me to do it," he said.

Yu Yu turned to the side boredly: "...It's up to you, stinky uncle."

"I used a very high-end shampoo." Nie Yun said with a smile.

"It's all shampoo, how advanced can it be?"

Seeing that Yu Yu's embarrassing jokes in the nervous moments were spreading like a virus.

Su Xun next to him couldn't help but frown secretly.
To be continued...