Queen Atlanti! Under one person, above ten thousand people! She turns her hand into clouds, and turns her hand into rain! She is surrounded by countless beauties! Go duck, go duck, go duck!
Before the elevator opened, Ye Zhaoling fantasized about Atlantis, just like what writers described.
"The architecture of Atlantis is in the shape of concentric circles, separated from each other by warships. As it goes deeper and deeper, identity restrictions become more stringent.
"The inner circle of the circle is the most important temple in Atlantis, with a gold-plated dome that emits a harmonious and beautiful melody in the wind. People will find that there are usually three syllables.
"For Atlantis, one of the three important features of them is that the architectural complex consists of three groups of similar buildings, among which three pyramids form a tower group."
In the eyes of writers, Atlantis is undoubtedly a mysterious miracle.
It is highly developed, the origin of all things, the urban architecture is beautiful and majestic, and human beings live here, prosperously and peacefully.
Let’s just say, even if there is no real majestic beauty in the legend of Atlantis, at least there must be some mysterious and dreamy decorations, right?
What's up with that mountain of crystal skulls in the center?
Ye Zhaoling wanted to poke his own eyes.
To engage in such underworld operations at night, no wonder Ye Zhaoling hasn't met any fat-bellied wealthy businessmen since entering the hotel until now.
Now she could understand why there were no guests.
Who in the right mind likes this tune?
Everyone comes to the hotel to relax, eat, drink and have fun. Who wants to come and contribute to the KPI for the King of Hell?
Ye Zhaoling looked at the wasteland-style carpet on the ground and felt even more sorry for the fairy dress she was wearing. No wonder they were so casual about finding models for their sales shows. She was the only co-author who was frightened and thought she had picked it up.
Cheaper.
In fact, it’s because your own style is too hard-core and perfectly blends with the scenery, right?
It stands to reason that Atlantis has become a lost ancient civilization. People are usually only willing to imagine the beautiful appearance of things and are not willing to accept its incomplete appearance.
The gloomy light shone on Ye Zhaoling, who sat expressionlessly on the broken chair in the middle.
It smells like something inside!
The lord of subjugation!
Ye Zhaoling was excited for a moment, then lost again. She leaned back and looked at the ruins of the wall.
Where is the promised queen of Atlantis?! Where is the promised beauty who is inferior to one person and above ten thousand people?! Where is the promised beauty that turns her hand into clouds and turns into rain?!
My throne of Atlantis died before I even sat on it...
Trap your monkey.
Ten minutes later, Chu Xiang clapped her hands and said that she should turn off the VR settings after filming.
"It is indeed a little dark in the underworld at night." Chu Xiang smiled and asked Ye Zhaoling to go inside.
At this time, the ancient civilization in the ruins suddenly changed. The scary skeletons were replaced by clumps of white roses, with holy crosses erected among them.
The ground seemed to be integrated with some kind of VR technology. There were piles upon piles. Amidst the sound of waves in the deep sea, there were suddenly more people wearing luxurious clothes.
Technology is really advanced.
Ye Zhaoling murmured in her heart, quickly picked up a plate of cakes with quick eyes and hands, and saw from a distance a man wearing glasses on the weekend who was diligently typing on the computer. She decided not to disturb other people's work for the time being.
Looking down slightly, he saw Xiao Lanlan, who was looking eagerly at the cake in his hand. Ye Zhaoling picked up the little girl with one hand, walked to the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window, and sat down.
Chu Xiang very considerately fetched small plates for them to cut the cakes, and forked a few pieces of fresh fruit from the fruit plate as decorations.
Ye Zhaoling praised him, and then took a piece of cake to Xiao Lanlan's mouth with satisfaction.
The little girl stared at her with big watery eyes, opened her little mouth and ate the cake in one bite.
So good.
Ye Zhaoling stroked the soft hair on her head and wished he could carry her away in a sack.
...Um, wait, sack?
She seems to have forgotten something important?
Forget it, if I can’t remember it, I won’t think about it.
The sound of leather shoes squeaking on the ground made Ye Zhaoling raise her head, and a man sat opposite her as if there was no one around.
Lan Lan grabbed Ye Zhaoling's knees at this time.
Ye Zhaoling glanced at her, touched her head, and looked at the man carefully for a few seconds. Unfortunately, before she could speak, the visitor turned around first.
"A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Now that you have changed your clothes, you really look a little bit more feminine."
After hearing this, Ye Zhaoling thought, oh, was she not a human before the evil spirits got angry at her?
"Both each other. Me, I can't compare to someone. His face was as brand new as if it had been painted. I almost didn't recognize it. I thought it was some pretty boy who was rushing to beg for support. Although he suddenly became a girl.
, it’s finally not as messy as the sewer, but that’s a good thing, isn’t it?”
"Don't be so mean to me, Miss Ye. I let you run away a few hours ago..." He touched his smooth chin, his handsome face full of interest, "It's my fault that we didn't have a good in-depth communication.
It was a miscalculation.”
Ye Zhaoling crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees and knocked: "You must be an excellent painter, sir, you can paint your face clean and turn the facts completely upside down. Alas, I really don't know.
, who was the prisoner No. 6 who escaped at that time?"
"So, Miss Ye is willing to have an in-depth discussion with me?"
"Why should I waste my time on a hot chick? Do I look idle?" What's the use of arguing with a defeated general? Ye Zhaoling is not an idiot who gets itchy if she doesn't fight for a second.
"Miss Ye's words hurt my heart so much." Yugali frowned slightly, his deep eyebrows and dark blue eyes were as deep as the dead sea, "At least it's me, a little brat, who quietly let you go.
."
"Cut." Ye Zhaoling took a bite of the cake.
I really don’t know who let whom go.
After chattering for a while, Yugali straightened his tie, stood up, and stretched out his hand to Xiao Lanlan: "Elan, it's time for us to get on our way."
Ye Zhaoling opened his hand, stood up, grabbed his tie and pulled him to the balcony, with a look of disbelief on his face: "What kind of plane are you doing? You don't want a little girl under five years old."
Let it go?"
"Have you completely dehumanized yourself in this line of work?"
Yugali put his face in front of Ye Zhaoling: "Miss, your words have broken my crystal clear heart. What does it mean to be inhumane..."
He blew into Ye Zhaoling's ear and said quietly: "How much is human nature worth? Can human nature make me immortal and as rich as the country?"
"She's not as tall as my thighs!" Ye Zhaoling really wanted to punch him in the face, "If you dare to do anything, I'll call the police! I think you're going crazy because you want to go to jail!"
The two looked at each other for half a minute, and Yugali took a step back and laughed inexplicably.
"For your sake, of course I won't do anything bad." He took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff. Amidst the smoke, heavy rain flew in along the sun visor.
He raised his hand and threw the cigarette butt off the balcony, blowing out a smoke ring.
"Tsk, Miss Ye, this is not the place you should be. Before it's too late, ask your nanny to take you to a safe place as soon as possible."
He clicked on the screen of his mobile phone and showed Ye Zhaoling the latest entertainment video.
In the video that has just been edited, the woman is wearing a light purple dress and a crown, looking down at the camera. When the screen changes and the distance is zoomed out, her eyes also see the white bones under the throne.
Finally, the empire fell and the trend of modernism covered up the facts. The graceful figure of the woman swayed among the white rose bushes and corals, and even faced the white cross, piously lowering her noble head.
This video has nearly five million likes. The post-production soundtrack, editing, and transitions are all just right. The comments are all praising the beauty and the fairy-like executive lounge in the hotel.
Ye Zhaoling looked at Yugali: "It's my video. They asked for my opinion and I agreed to appear in it."
Eucalyptus cleared the background, found a software to open, and turned down the volume deliberately this time.
It's almost the same as the video just now, except that the ending has been tampered with.
The queen who originally sat on the throne caused the death of all living beings and left bones everywhere. Hell punished her by nailing her to the cross. In an instant, thousands of white roses in the kingdom were dyed bright red with blood, creating a blood-red wave.
Ye Zhaoling took out her cell phone with Yugali, clicked on the comment area, and then clicked a "six".
Add six chicken legs for the later stage!
There is no doubt that this is what she really thinks.
Yugali stared at her and smiled slowly: "Do you know what it means to deduct numbers in this comment area?"
