Being a bug in a survival game

With her free left hand on the other side of the girl, she kept plucking out the dog hair, pulling out a large handful at a time. Some even pulled out the fur on the leash due to excessive force, which made the pit bull howl in pain.

"This, this, this..." The host, who was originally calm and calm, also looked confused.

This script is wrong!

The host's eyes widened. He even saw the girl deliberately stretching out a foot to step on the pit bull's tail, and then... come, back, crush, step on!

hiss! !

Only the Pitbull at this moment can experience this sour feeling.

As soon as 5 minutes came, the host woke up from his daze and announced quickly: "The performance is over! Thank you to performer 044...for the wonderful performance. Congratulations to performer 044 for entering the next round of performances."

The host said the word "wonderful" with gritted teeth, reluctantly, but his strong professionalism was still struggling to support it.

As soon as the host announced the results, the animal trainers and prison workers outside the cage rushed in and rescued the pit bull from Su Tingyu's hands, who was completely doubting the dog's birth.

In this regard, Su Tingyu expressed regret that the 5 minutes was a bit short and delayed the friendly exchange between her and the pit bull.

There was no smile on the host's face because he felt that his career had suffered a huge blow!

Now--

He just wants this 044 who doesn't cooperate with the performance script to get off the stage as soon as possible! !

But the host never expected that this 044 performer not only did not crawl out when he saw the iron door opened like other performers, but instead turned around with a look of reluctance and ran away after he came out. Come find yourself.

"Dear Mr. Smida, I would like to ask, did I perform well in this performance? Can I get the little gift I wish for?" Su Tingyu blinked her big sincere and harmless eyes and ran over to ask the host.

The corner of the host's mouth twitched, and he was going crazy inside: Still outstanding? Still want a gift? Want a shit!

But before the host could speak, Su Tingyu said to herself: "My performance must be the best. Just look at the reaction of the audience! There was silence, like a dead silence in the audience. This must be because of my outstanding performance." The performance is shocking! Isn’t it? Mr. Smida?”

"No!" Smida's expression changed, and her chest heaved violently.

"Ah? Isn't it?" Su Tingyu looked confused, then clenched her fist with firm eyes: "Then I sincerely apply to perform again! This time it will be even better! Even more exciting! It will definitely blow up the whole audience!"

The host felt a headache and wanted to get angry and scold him, but when he saw the girl's bright and sincere eyes, he was somehow bewitched, and his anger was inexplicably reduced by half.

So, the host said feebly: "Okay, okay, you are the best performer tonight, and the gift is also yours. Tell me, what kind of gift do you want, food or medicine."

Su Tingyu giggled and rubbed her hands: "I want a better quality glue."

The host was a little confused when he heard this strange gift request.

In the past, these performers either wanted exquisite food or precious medicines, or even a thick quilt. How could they ask for glue? !

The host looked at Su Tingyu again, as if looking at a mentally retarded person, and said quickly: "This is what you asked for, you can't go back on it."

"Yes, yes." Su Tingyu nodded repeatedly.

The host called a prison worker and asked him to get a bottle of glue.

After getting the glue, Su Tingyu walked down from the fighting stage honestly, returned to the stands, and continued to watch the rest of the performance.