Counterattack of Infinite Earthlings

"Where is Katniss? She's fine, isn't she? I mean, she's still alive, right?" Chen Yihan asked a series of questions.

"She's fine. It's just that they wanted your reunion to be broadcast live at the award ceremony," Haymitch said.

"Oh, so that's the case." Chen Yihan was always worried about something happening to Katniss, and then a stone fell to the ground, "I don't feel relieved until I see her with my own eyes."

"Go, go with Cinna, he's just about to prepare costumes for you," Haymitch said.

Being alone with Cina, Chen Yihan felt very relieved.

Cinna put his arm around Chen Yihan's shoulders and led him away from the camera and through several corridors to the elevator leading to the lobby of the training center.

The hospital was deep underground, even lower than the training hall where the contestants practiced knotting and throwing spears.

The door of the hall was covered and pitch-black, with a few guards on duty besides that, there was no one else.

Chen Yihan followed Cinna to the special elevator for "tribute", and the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty hall. [

When the elevator went up to the twelfth floor, the faces of those "tributes" whose souls had returned to their homeland flashed in Chen Yihan's mind one by one, and he suddenly felt heavy and uneasy.

The elevator door opened, and Vinia, Flavius, and Octavia rushed forward and surrounded Chen Yihan, chattering excitedly, so fast that he couldn't hear what they were saying.

But Chen Yihan understood what they were thinking, that is, they were happy to see him from the bottom of their hearts.I was also happy to see them, though not as happy as Cinna.

Meeting them is like coming home to three of your favorite pets after a tough day.

They surrounded Chen Yihan to the restaurant, and Chen Yihan could feast on it.

Roast beef, peas, and fluffy egg rolls, in Chen Yihan's eyes, these foods are like something eaten by gods.

However, Chen Yihan's food intake was still strictly controlled, and he was forbidden to eat after eating only a little.

Chen Yihan wanted another copy, but was rejected.

"No, no, they can't serve you all the delicious food yet." Octavia said, but she still secretly handed Chen Yihan an egg roll under the table to show that she was looking for her.

After eating, Chen Yihan followed Cinna back to his room, Cinna left temporarily, and the members of the design team helped Chen Yihan get ready.

"They did a full facelift on your body, and you don't have any blemishes on your skin," Flavi said without envy.

But when he saw his own body in the mirror, Chen Yihan found that he was pitifully thin.Although he knew that he would be much thinner after coming out of the arena, but now he was so thin that he could count his ribs with his fingers.

They adjusted the shower water for Chen Yihan, and then did his hair, manicure, and makeup.

While doing this, they kept talking beside Chen Yihan, and Chen Yihan hardly had to answer.

This is very good, anyway, Chen Yihan doesn't really want to talk. [

Chen Yihan's heart has already flown back to the main god's space.

Although the main god's space is just a resting place after the mission, Chen Yihan would rather go back to the main god's space than here, even if he needs to face the next mission.

In Chen Yihan's heart at this moment, even if the next mission is more thrilling, it is much better than fighting as an ordinary person with his strength blocked now.

While they were putting on makeup for Chen Yihan, they chatted chatteringly.

The funny thing is, while they're all talking about the Hunger Games, it's all about where they were, what they were doing, how they felt when a particular event happened.

"I was still in sex!", "I just dyed one of my eyebrows!", "I swear I almost passed out!"

They were talking about themselves, not the "tributes" who died in the arena.

In District [-], attitudes towards the Hunger Games were not the same.

People watched and gritted their teeth with hatred, because after the game, people had to return to normal life order as soon as possible.

In order not to feel disgusted with them, Chen Yihan simply did not listen to what they said.

Cinna came in with her yellow dress hanging from her arm.

"Have you completely given up on the idea of ​​'Son of Fire'?" Chen Yihan asked.

"That's what you said," Cinna said, pulling the dress over my head, and I caught sight of the shoulder pads, which would add a little line to my starving body.

Chen Yihan touched his shoulder with his hand, and frowned.

"I know." Before Chen Yihan could open his mouth to express his objection, Cinna said first, "The organizers of the contest wanted to plastic surgery for you, and Haymitch had a big fight with them because of this, and now this is a compromise solution. "

Chen Yihan was about to look in the mirror, but Cinna stopped him: "Wait, don't forget your shoes."

After Viniya helped Chen Yihan put on a pair of flat leather shoes, Chen Yihan turned to look in the mirror.

I am still a "son of fire".

The material of the clothes has a soft sheen.

Even a slight movement can reveal the curvature of Chen Yihan's body.

In contrast, the costumes worn on the chariot at the opening ceremony were very dazzling, and the costumes in the TV interviews were too unnatural, but this costume makes people feel like they are bathed in pearls.

"What do you think?" Cinna asked.

"I think this is the best." Chen Yihan nodded and said.

"I thought this outfit would look more...mature...sophisticated." Chen Yihan said.

"I think Katniss might like this one better." Cinna's answer was measured.

Katniss?

No, it's about Katniss.

This is for the Capitol, for the tournament organizers, and for the spectators.

Although Chen Yihan still doesn't quite understand Cinna's design intent, this costume reminds him that the game is not completely over yet.

There was a warning in Cinna's benign reply, an intent that he couldn't mention even in front of the members of his task force.

Chen Yihan and Cinna took the elevator to the floor of the training place. According to the usual practice, the winner and his or her team will go up from the stage, first the design team, accompanying personnel, instructors, and finally the winner.

This year, however, with two winners sharing a set of chaperones and mentors, the whole arrangement has to be rethought.

Chen Yihan stood under the dimly lit stage, and a brand new metal plate would lift him up.

Small pieces of sawdust were still scattered on the ground, and there was a smell of paint all around.

Sienna and his design team had already gone down to change their clothes, leaving Chen Yihan standing there alone.

In the dim light, Chen Yihan saw a temporary wall not far from him, he thought, Katniss should be standing behind that wall.

The audience was bustling and noisy, Haymitch touched Chen Yihan's shoulder, and Chen Yihan noticed him.

However, being touched by Haymitch, Chen Yihan was startled, and retreated unconsciously, because Chen Yihan hadn't gotten out of the feeling of the arena yet.

"Take it easy, it's me. Let me take a good look at you," Haymitch said.

Chen Yihan stretched out his arms and turned around.

"Not bad enough."

It's not really a compliment.

"It's just something." Chen Yihan said.

Haymitch looked around the musty place, then seemed to come to a decision, and said, "Nothing, how about a hug? Good luck."

Well, Haymitch's request is really weird.

In any case, he is the winner, maybe it is common sense to hug and wish good luck.

But when Chen Yihan's arms wrapped around Haymitch's back, Haymitch hugged Chen Yihan tightly.

He started talking in Chen Yihan's ear, very quickly and softly: "Listen carefully, you are in trouble, you made the Capitol look ugly, they are very angry, they can't stand being teased, now they are the butt of Panem's jokes .”

Hearing Haymitch's words, Chen Yihan's heart suddenly clenched, and his heart was filled with fear.

Since there was nothing covering Chen Yihan's mouth, he tried to keep a smile on his face, pretending that what Haymitch said was lighthearted: "What will happen then?"

"Your only excuse is that you're madly in love and don't know what you're doing." Haymitch let go of Chen Yihan, and straightened his collar again: "Understood?" What he said now could refer to anything.

"Understood." Chen Yihan nodded and said, "Did you tell Katniss?"

"Effie will tell her." Haymitch said, "Even if she doesn't, she should already understand."

"You think I didn't understand?" Chen Yihan said, taking the opportunity to straighten Haymitch's bright red tie.

Cinna must have gone to a lot of trouble to get Haymitch to wear this.

"I just want to remind you that when Katniss doesn't perform well, you should try your best to perform." Haymitch said softly, "Let's get our seats."

Then, Haymitch pulled Chen Yihan onto the metal plate.

"Tonight belongs to you, Chen Yihan, have fun!" Haymitch kissed Chen Yihan's forehead and disappeared into the dim light.

Chen Yihan tugged at the clothes on his body, trembling with nervousness like a leaf in the wind, he tried his best to ease his nervousness, hoping it was just excitement.

Anyway, this is my own night.

The damp and moldy smell in the audience became more and more unbearable, almost making Chen Yihan suffocate.

Chen Yihan broke out in cold sweat, and felt that the board above his head was about to collapse, burying him alive under the rubble.

When the horn of victory sounded and Chen Yihan left the arena, he felt that he should be safe.

But if what Haymitch said was true, nowhere in my life had I been more dangerous than where I stood now.

This is more terrifying than being hunted down in the arena.

It is estimated that this is also the reason why I did not "return".

If I can't play the role of "crazy love" that Haymitch called "crazy love" at this moment, then I may cause the mission to fail and die in this mission world. (To be continued.

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