Live variety show: The Queen Mother overwhelmed the control group!

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  Chapter 81 The Queen Mother's Methods

  As soon as she said these words, everyone's eyes fell on her with an incredible surprise.

  "...Are you going?"

  Shu Yuan's eyes widened.

  Tan Ce: "Xiaoyue... are you going to call me?"

  Zhou Qizheng said nothing, but his eyes expressed the same meaning as the two of them.

  Who doesn't know that Su Buyue and Duan Simeng don't get along. The two of them were tit for tat and almost came to blows in front of the live broadcast.

  Su Buyue took the initiative to wake up Duan Simeng, making sure he wouldn't... kill her while she was sleeping?
  "Is there any problem?"

  Su Buyue tilted her head, with a calm expression on her face, looking harmless.

  But when they met her eyes, they felt a chill running from their feet to their heads, and they shivered inexplicably.

  "As the captain of this station, but she doesn't lead by example, of course I, as a team member, have to remind her."

  She said, raising the corners of her mouth.

  Shu Yuan, Tan Ce, Zhou Qizheng: Why do they feel that it is more than a simple reminder?
  "You guys keep eating."

  Su Buyue stood up and glanced at Mike who was waiting beside him.

  Mike caught her gaze and followed her pace.

  It wasn't until she left the restaurant that they heaved a sigh of relief.

  "Should we follow up and have a look?"

  Tan Ce was a little uneasy.

  "Xiaoyue, she shouldn't be able to... do anything, right?"

  He said in an uncertain tone.

  "It should be fine." Zhou Qizheng said, "I'm just going to wake up. Teacher Tan, don't think too much, just eat some more."

  Shu Yuan: "Bu Yue is sensible. Besides, she is still recording the show. How can she Did you just give it to Duan Simeng?"

  She said indifferently, but the listener listened.

  Tan Ce and Zhou Qi looked at each other.

  Ancient castle, quiet breakfast.

  The mysterious death of Xiaohua, a newcomer in the entertainment industry... Is it the distortion of human nature or the loss of morals?

  Tan Ce shuddered and put aside the outrageous thoughts in his mind.

  No, no, it's a society ruled by law now.

  Su Buyue doesn't look so cruel and cruel, right?

  It's just that he doesn't get along with Duan Simeng, so he shouldn't kill her, right?
  Su Buyue, who had already reached Duan Simeng's door, looked at the closed door in front of her, raised her hand, and motioned for Mike to open the door.

  The door opened quietly, and the room was very quiet.

  Su Buyue stood outside the door, "You go down first."

  Mike nodded, "Yes, Miss."

  He stepped back, and Su Buyue was the only one left at the door.

  The long, empty corridor was silent, except for one person standing silently, not even a sound of wind.

  It seems to be cloudy today with no sunshine. The light from outside the window hit the carpet in the corridor, bright and dim.

  If the live broadcast is on at this time, I am afraid that the viewers who enter the live broadcast room will think that they have gone to the wrong channel and entered the supernatural live broadcast room.

  Su Buyue raised her legs and walked in, landing silently.

  Duan Simeng's room is in a mess, everything is thrown on the floor, everything is the same. Items are arranged in a messy manner and rubbish is thrown around.

  She is not as glamorous as she looks on the surface.

  She walked into the room and stood at the end of the bed, looking at Duan Simeng who was still sleeping soundly without noticing.

  Asking the staff to call her first and leave early are all lies.

  How could they set off when she, the captain, was still sleeping.

  Su Buyue's eyes became colder, and she came closer, sat on the chair beside the bed, and stared at her.

  He moved his gaze from her head to her exposed neck and narrowed his eyes.

  What kind of kind-hearted character could the Queen Mother be who could survive in the palace and listen to politics from behind the curtain?

  It's not like she didn't have blood on her hands.

  But later on, more and more people resorted to borrowing knives to kill people.

  For someone like Duan Simeng, her subordinates would take care of it for her without her having to take action.

  Don't bother throwing yourself in front of her all the time and annoying her.

  Such a slender neck should break with a twist.

  It makes a crisp clicking sound, which is very pleasant to the ear.

  Su Buyue stretched out her hand and gestured in front of Duan Simeng's neck, a dark look flashed in her eyes.

  There was a gap in the untied curtains, and light shone in from the outside and hit half of her body.

  Half light, half dark.