The barrage suddenly became excited:
[!!!!]
[?????]
[Good, good performance!]
[Ladies, get ready to produce, I've already squatted down!]
[Does the identity in this instance have any significance? Why would Lv Shu... pfft, sorry, I really want to laugh]
[Damn, I'm not going to talk anymore, my pants moved, I gotta skedaddle]
The sight of someone in a long dress was indeed a bit comical. Su Ming'an turned his head away, pretending not to have seen this scene.
"Hey, hey, hey? Why hasn't Ming An'an changed into a costume? Why is it only us who've changed?" Wang Xingkong saw Su Ming'an still in his school uniform and cried out.
"...What on earth does this game want us to do?" Wang Zhenzhen shrank her head: "We're not really supposed to be acting in a stage play, are we...?"
"Why is there blood on your chest? Were you attacked?" Lv Shu noticed the blood on Su Ming'an's clothes, but Su Ming'an waved his hand to indicate it was nothing.
Suddenly, a beam of red light struck down.
