The night swallowed up the huge abandoned school.

In the dim campus, Qin Nuo used a flashlight and took Mo Ting through the bleak night wind and returned to the complex building.

Without a stop, I went straight to the top floor. In some corners, those scattered puppets and mannequins were still piled up intact.

Except for being attacked by them on the first night, they became completely discarded items, piled up there, covered with dust and spider webs.

"The mysterious principal did not use the curse paper man to deal with me anymore. Did he be hindered or did he put a long line and wanted to play with me slowly, or was he brewing some big moves?"

Qin Nuo walked, and looked back and thought.

Mo Ting also looked at it. She seemed to be able to see something else from the old and abandoned puppets. Her eyes were confused and she said softly: "They are so pitiful."

Back in the stage room, the spotlight was already on the huge stage.

In addition, several lights suddenly turned on, making the stage extremely bright.

Mo Ting looked around and asked, "Where are those brothers, sisters and brothers?"

"Here comes soon." Qin Nuo found a seat and sat down.

There is a problem now, that is, after the memories of those little guys are refreshed every day, they don’t remember what they said yesterday, things seem to become much more complicated.

I heard some sounds in my ears, and there was a chill on the stage. Ah Tu and Ah Bie were the first to come out. They were the smallest and most quirky two, carrying props for the performance in their hands, and behind them were Tang Rou and Dafu.

"The order has been changed, and the soil is not from behind." Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows, noticed this, and felt suspicious.

"Get the time to rehearse today, there is something else to do."

Tang Rou urged and asked Dafu to help arrange stage props and their respective scripts.

"You guys are here, we've been waiting here for a while."

Mo Ting saw them, floated onto the stage and said happily.

Tang Rou glanced at Tang Rou, then looked at Qin Nuo again. There was no surprise or confusion on her face, and her voice softened a little: "We will complete the rehearsal as soon as possible today. After all, I promised you and I want to help you.

Restore memory.”

"The memory has not been refreshed?"

Qin Nuo was a little surprised. There were a lot of changes tonight compared to the past.

Did the mysterious principal do it on purpose, or did he investigate the main line and get the help of the game mechanism?

The script was filmed on Qin Nuo's head. Tang Rou reached her, with her hands in her waist, and she was still as handsome as the elder sister's head. She said angrily: "You kid, you are thinking about fishing all day long. Can you

Help me?"

Qin Nuo held his head and said, "My fault, I'll help you."

When he arrived on the stage, Ah Geng stuffed a manuscript into Qin Nuo: "This is the line of your scene today."

When Qin Nuo saw it and changed, he thought of the scene of his grandfather melting, and his eyes couldn't help but stop on his face for a while.

"Does there be eye poop on my face?" Ah Gai asked, scratching his head.

"No."

Qin Nuo took the manuscript, rolled it up, inserted it on his back pants, walked over to help Aijiu place the props, and asked casually: "Aijiu, how long has it been since your grandfather's side?"

When he heard my grandfather, he curled his lips with displeasure on his face: "I want to go back, but my grandfather may not be willing. He has such a weird temper. When he heard that I was still in the performance guild, he would definitely interrupt me.

Legs!”

"It's just like that, why not go back and let him, an old man, stay at home and sulk!"

Qin Nuo blinked, and in a few words, he could hear that Gai wanted to go back, and he also missed his grandfather who was alone at home, but he was very stubborn and would rather fight a cold war than go back.

But he didn't know that it was this idea that made him never see his grandfather again in his life.

Qin Nuo was silent and didn't ask anything more. Ah Gai asked instead: "How do you know what's happening in my family?"

"I saw your grandpa, and he seemed to know that I was your classmate."

I casually said, "Ah, I changed my mind and believed it."

The props were quickly arranged and each of them was assigned their own scripts. Qin Nuo looked at his scenes and was still the kind of characters and plots that distorted values, terrifying and outrageously.

Qin Nuo also got used to it.

"Time is a little tight today. Today, everyone will rehearse with the manuscript." Tang Rou clapped her palm and said.

"Didn't Yanan come today?" Qin Nuo asked. He is Qin Feng now, so it shouldn't be surprising if he asks this.

As a result, no one responded, only Tang Rou said: "Just think he is dead."

The rehearsal began soon. After experiencing the first two scenes, Qin Nuo also became more accommodating to these scripts.

Qin Feng's status in the guild is obviously not high, and the role he got is not very present, so he finished a few lines.

Because Atu replaced Yanan, he, Tang Rou and Dafu were the core of the sketch. As for Atu, it was even more soy sauce than him.

A sketch ended quickly after a simple rehearsal. Tang Rou shouted, and there was no very satisfied expression on her little face, but because there was something else to do, there was no requirement to rehearse again.

Offstage, Mo Ting watched everyone finish rehearsals, her little face looked like she wanted to speak but stopped.

"Mo Ting, what do you think?" Tang Rou asked when she saw her expression.

Mo Ting said hesitantly: "It feels strange. Don't you think the plot is scary?"

Tang Rou was a little puzzled: "No, isn't it normal? Everyone has acted for so long, but they don't feel scary."

She turned her head and looked at Qin Nuo and others: "What do you think?"

Qin Nuoxin said that a sensible person finally came, but his expression seemed natural. He shrugged and said, "The sketch is touching and warm. I firmly believe that you will definitely win the award when the evening party comes on stage!"

Mo Ting opened her mouth and looked at the kitchen knife in Tang Rou's hand. Although it was a prop, it was dripping with blood and full of blood. She still closed her mouth.

"Yes, after all, we have worked hard for so long." Tang Rou liked this sentence very much and smiled.

Qin Nuo looked at the time point and said, "It's getting late. Should I solve Mo Ting's problem?"

Tang Rou asked everyone to pack up, turned her head and said to Mo Ting, "Then let's go. Speaking of that place, we haven't been back for a long time."

After hearing this on the stage, Agai and Atu cheered and said, "The rehearsal is finally over, we are all exhausted!"

"Speaking of this, that place is our secret base, I wonder what it has become?"

Qin Nuo was confused, but he still put his pocket in his pocket and looked emotional: "Yes, I'm quite worried about it."

After everyone packed up the stage props, they left the dance studio one after another. When they went out, Qin Nuo used to looking at the clock points on the wall, and it happened to be two o'clock in the morning.

He pondered and closed the door of the dance studio.
Chapter completed!