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Chapter 152 Human Skin

"right."

Wang Qingshan agreed with Han Yingyi's words. He grinned, his teeth were still healthy, but he was yellow: "When you have learned it almost, let you beat those drums. Those drums are really good drums I have made for so many years, and the materials are extremely rare."

"No wonder, we understand, we understand."

Han Yingyi winked at Song Jing, and Wu Yuehan also came up and pulled Song Jing and whispered: "It's in front of the camera."

Song Jing only glanced at Wu Yuehan and didn't say anything, but there was something else in his eyes.

Wu Yuehan felt a sudden heart and realized that something might be wrong.

During lunch, the celebrities ate their own food and practiced drums all morning. Everyone was very tired, so of course they had to eat some good food.

Song Jing noticed that Jian Nuo had been spinning in front of the master's room, as if he was particularly interested in those drums. Wu Yuehan also looked at Song Jing and asked her: "If you ask, is there something wrong with that?"

It's just a show, she can't figure out what's wrong.

Wu Yuehan is currently able to believe it. Song Jing leaned close to her and whispered: "I always feel that there is something wrong. It's not the program team, but the master."

Wu Yuehan was a little shocked, her pupils became a little bigger, her eyes were not traced to observe the surroundings, and then whispered: "What's the problem?"

"It's hard to say, it may be a terrifying thing. Of course, it's better to be my hallucination."

Wu Yuehan: “…”

She was silent for a moment, then said to Song Jing: "Some words should not be said randomly. There are still a few days left. We can leave here after the recording is over."

Song Jing knew that some words were purely his own guess and didn't say much, so he didn't bother with Wu Yuehan.

In the afternoon, the sun was very strong, and everyone changed into light and casual clothes. Song Jing noticed that Jiang Yuxiang's skin was very good.

It's either white or the smooth ones that are obviously different from others. When the sun shines, it seems that there is still a bright light.

But no one would pay special attention. When Song Jing noticed, she saw the master sitting in the inner room holding a drum, staring at Jiang Yuxiang.

Jiang Yuxiang's appearance can only be regarded as ordinary. As an actor, he remembers less profound than others. He is definitely not looking at Jiang Yuxiang's face.

He stared at Jiang Yuxiang's body.

The eyes were seriously sunken and looked more and more terrifying. Song Jing noticed something and paused. Wang Qingshan seemed to have touched Song Jing's gaze. Seeing Song Jing looking at him, he immediately withdrew his gaze.

Song Jing felt stranger in her heart even deeper. Even because of this kind of gaze, she would have some terrible thoughts in her mind after watching too many horror movies.

She had an illusion about Wang Qingshan, either she thought about it casually, or that kind of discomfort.

When Wang Qingshan saw him, he asked about the best materials for making drums. Song Jing searched on Baidu and found that they were all very ordinary materials, and the materials used for drums were just more refined.

But she also found a horror ballad about drums.

At first, Song Jing didn't care about this horrible song, after all, there was no comparison. Now she saw Wang Qingshan staring at Jiang Yuxiang. In addition, Jiang Yuxiang's skin was very good, and a terrifying idea came out of her mind.

This horror ballad talks about the story of making drums, which is far from what Song Jing thought, but it explains a little.

The song says that the best materials used to make drums.
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