I'm Filming Variety Shows In Apocalypses

And this time, the program's team was even more cruel.

They didn't drop Aon at a safe place and directly threw him into a street full of monsters.

Before Aon could even see what kind of doomsday world he was in, Xing Xing had already shouted in his mind,

[Meow! Meow, dad!! Be careful!!]

Aon relied on his instinct to lower his head and the next second, a claw passed through the air where Aon's head used to be.

If Aon ducked a little slower, his head would have been pierced by the claw.

!!

Aon quickly took a few steps back and turned around, only to see a familiar friend.

Hum, a zombie.

This should be the most common zombie apocalypse, but Aon had a chill down his spine.

How could he not?

This zombie actually didn't make a sound and didn't drool at him like the zombies he used to see.

Even the more intelligent green zombies weren't like this zombie.

This zombie looked like a trained assassin!

If his second brother saw this, he would definitely want to accept the zombie as his subordinate.

Indeed, Renmu, who was secretly paying attention to Aon's personal livestream, immediately noticed the unusual zombie.

But when he saw that the other zombies in other contestants' places were similar to Aon's zombies, Renmu immediately relaxed.

Oh. The zombies are all like this. The unlucky kid didn't meet a special zombie like Gwen.

Aon himself finally had time to look at the zombie properly and the first thing he noticed was the zombie's skin color.

It wasn't that he's racist.

It's just that, this zombie...how to say it. This zombie actually had pink skin!

Yes, it's pink, as if the zombie was blushing from head to toe.

The clothes the zombie wore also had a strange rag tag style.

It was still the same worn and torn clothes that ordinary zombies wore, but this pink zombie wore it with a style.

Even the wounds and rotten fleshes had a strange grotesque beauty that would be absolutely impossible for ordinary zombies.

Don't tell him....

Zombies nowadays like to dye their skin?

First it was the green zombie and now a more fashionable and trendy pink zombie!

The pink zombie saw that his sneak attack failed, and the prey actually started to stare at him from head to toe.

Instead of charging forward like a mad beast, the zombie actually paused and started to pose in a natural way.

He would glance at Aon from time to time with a pair of expectant eyes— even though the eyes were all white and Aon shouldn't be able to see such emotion.

Uh...this zombie...is not only fashionable but also photogenic!

Even Xing Xing, the cowardly cat, actually peeked out behind Aon's neck and looked at the unusual zombie with wide eyes.

[Meow, dad, dad, this zombie is so strange...]

How come he looked cooler than those models at the studio?

It was at this time that a striking and dashing figure came towards Aon— literally dashing forward with all of his strength.

The figure wanted to scream, but when he saw Aon's figure, he clamped his mouth and tried to control his running posture to look as elegant as possible.

The zombies who were chasing behind the dashing figure were all female zombies, and each of them had pink hearts in their eyes.

Aon and the pink zombie guy naturally noticed the commotion.

They subconsciously turned to look behind and both of them clicked their tongues.

Meh. It's that handsome model.

Who is it again? Melan Cho Lie?

Melan Cho Lie didn't know that Aon and the pink zombie guy were jealous of his handsome face.

Once he was only a few meters away from Aon, the guy actually took out a mini umbrella from his waist and the umbrella expanded, becoming bigger.

Then, under Aon and the zombies' strange gazes, the male model...

The male model shed tears like dropping pearls.

"My artist. I finally found you after such a long journey."

Melan Cho Lie wiped his tears in a cool way and tried to look strong, but his entire body emitted a melancholy aura that was so thick Aon could see the gloomy black fog around the guy.

The strange thing was, even when the guy looked so fragile and pitiful, he still looked...beautiful? Handsome?

This man was the kind that looked more beautiful and handsome when crying.

And he cried silently, with no red eyes, no red nose and definitely no runny nose.

As expected of you, Melan Cho Lie!

Aon applauded the man's acting skill in his heart and was immediately aroused to compete with this guy to see who would win the best actor trophy.

Aon quickly widened his eyes and tears almost fell down, as if what his muse did touch his gentle heart and inspired him greatly.

"Ah, my muse! Thank God you're safe! I was about to find you, but who knows...alas..."

Aon didn't continue his words and just looked at the pink zombie guy who stood there with confusion.

The zombie guy was questioning reality.

Hum? The crybaby guy over there is the shortie's muse?

Hum? So this shortie isn't going to take a picture of him?

Hum? Then why should he pose?!

The pink zombie guy had a grudge in his heart and was about to sneak attack on Aon when he saw the army of female zombies behind Melan Cho Lie.

The pink zombie guy's will to fight instantly withered.

Ah! Ah! Ah! The crazy fans are here! Run!!

The pink zombie guy kicked his feet to the ground and disappeared like a small whirlwind, leaving behind clouds of dust.

Aon...Aon looked at the army of female zombies and the group of male zombies who were also running away from the female zombies.

He felt that he's going to die in a zombie stampede.

If he didn't run now, he would be an axolotl pancake!

Aon decisively waved at his beloved muse while walking towards a nearby dilapidated building as if there was something interesting there.

"My muse, I just caught an inspiration just now. I'll go and see my inspiration. If fate allows, let us meet again!"

Aon looked extremely sincere when he spoke.

Then, he dropped the last two words—

"Sayonara! Adios!"

The next second, Aon...run.

Run for your life!!