The Grim Reaper Can’t Be Tricked

Chapter 77: Story meeting (2) (individual points match...)

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Story meeting (2) (Individual points competition... )

The boss looked at Ding Yqing curiously, and was stunned when he met his eyes: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Ding Yqing didn't answer and asked, "You have been a cat here for 20 years?"

The boss shook his arm, took out two cigarettes, and handed one to Ding Yqing: "To treat the place where the nervous breakdown is treated, the old and serious old Li Tou and Zhang Laogou will all come."

Ding Yqing confiscated the cigarette he handed out, the boss muttered, "I still don't smoke", then clipped the cigarette to his ear, lit the other one, and scolded: "I have invited you several times before, but you didn't. Come, why did you come in person this time? Who did you come for?"

Ding Yqing: "I didn't expect that you would move the story into the video game city and let a group of ordinary people play it."

The boss didn't care and said: "Anyway, they won't be directly stimulated to go crazy like we did back then. Besides, the stories I've moved are relatively simple, and within the psychological threshold of human beings, they won't hit them."

Ding Yqing: "Including this time, the story meeting will be held four times in total, and each time there is a person present. Can I think that you are holding this story meeting for someone?"

Boss: "Then there are too many candidates."

He got a chair, a bottle of Erguotou, and a plate of peanuts, and while shaking his slippers, he pointed at some unfamiliar faces on the screen and said this four times. He happened to come across the story meeting project, which also came four times and touched it again and again. At the story meeting, and today's story meeting was decided temporarily after he bought the tickets, there must be a special fate that allowed them to meet in the video game city.

"If you have to say that the story meeting is for someone, I think it should be the red-lipped woman in the lower right corner." The boss's expression became serious, and it became obscene in a second: "Because she is the most mysterious and sexy hahaha... She looks so cool in the audience. Without losing the coquettishness, you can see that the yellow hair on the opposite side has been washed so much that his head is crippled, and he feels ready to raise the white flag at any time."

Ding Yqing glanced at him coldly.

The boss's wretched and sarcastic laughter gradually became smaller, and slowly disappeared, staring at Ding Yqing for a long time before pretending to realize: "Oh... you are here for Huang Mao, I was right just now, you have been paying attention. Yellow hair."

Ding Yqing retracted his gaze and looked at Cen Jin in the lower right corner.

The light from the display screen formed light and shadow on his face, making him look like a silent statue, the kind of perfect statue that the artist has spent sleepless nights and devotees his time and effort to destroying tens of thousands of stones in one go at the last minute.

The boss's expression was tense. He could even see the muscles in his cheeks twitching slightly because he was using too much force. He took off the cheap dirt he smoked in his mouth, two dollars in a big bag, and choked his nose strongly. Smoke from the mouth to the lungs.

He reprimanded a little irritably: "Why are you still crazy?"

Ding Yqing's face was cold, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he laughed suddenly, full of contempt.

The boss immediately frowned: "What are you laughing at? Everyone recognizes the reality, only you are still immersed in the illusion, Ding Yqing, you have a brain, and you are seriously ill! There is no such history in reality, nor what you want to find. That person, you fucking empathize now! Damn, you disappeared for so many years and didn't do anything, so Li Daoyi, a serious idiot, insisted on keeping your name in the organization association, otherwise you would have been eliminated long ago.

Also legendary boss, oh my!

Just fooling the ignorant children now, you are a paranoid, a severely schizophrenic patient. "

Ding Yqing: "Didn't you also hide for twenty years?"

Boss: "This is called active healing. When I recover, I will go out immediately."

Ding Yqing turned back, two strange pupils locked the boss, and the latter was frozen and sweaty for a moment.

"I remember that you are not allowed to enter your video game city even if you are under the age of 18. Why did you still employ child labor back then? Is it special care for Cen Jin, or does it have an empathic effect on him?"

"Cen Jin?" The boss was stunned for a moment before he reacted: "You mean yellow hair? He was skinny and poor back then. He was active and never lazy. What's wrong with me taking extra care?"

Ding Yingqing's mood turned cold in an instant, became indifferent, and began to be careless when dealing with the boss.

The boss felt that he was facing a scumbag who was hot and cold. He couldn't help thinking about Ding Yqing back then... It doesn't seem to be much different, but in general, it's not as volatile and weird as it is now, making people face it When he was there, he seemed to be looking at an unknown beast in the abyss.

"Okay, there's nothing hard to admit. The first story meeting was indeed prepared after seeing Huang Mao, but it doesn't matter what kind of empathy it is, it's the kind of feeling that sends you out, you know?"

The boss explained dryly, as if trying to hide it.

"But he doesn't give me face! I opened a project for five days, the traffic exploded, and everyone was crazy, but in this crazy atmosphere, only Huang Mao was in it, but it didn't matter to me, immersed in work, employees from half price to It's free, everyone else is running and having fun, only he is as stable as a mountain."

"Then?"

"Then I got into trouble with him and had to lure him to break his self-discipline. Although I have failed many times, this time I succeeded." The boss is very proud.

Ding Yqing reminded: "He didn't have a part-time job this time."

Boss: "Shut up."

There was an embarrassing atmosphere in the monitoring room. After a long while, the boss spoke again: "Speaking of, I have a relationship with Huang Mao, and the extraordinary technique he activated is gravity control, just like me."

Coincidentally, the first 'Gravity Control' paper that Cen Jin saw on the forum was written by a legendary boss, and the author was the boss.

Ding Yqing started another topic: "I still have the authority to set the venue and time for the group stage."

"Yes." The boss asked, "Why do you say this?"

Ding Yqing: "I borrow your venue to start the first individual points match."

Boss: "No, there are at least 500 students from Asia participating in the competition, and there are more than 200 people on the way. More than 200 people are sleeping somewhere in Xinhai City. You didn't say anything in advance, and the first game suddenly started. Isn’t the individual points competition a scam? Only 17 people participate, what about the other 400 people?”

Ding Yqing: "At least I didn't open a team competition."

Boss: "Are you still proud? What justification do you use for the game to start suddenly?"

Ding Yqing: "Luck is just as important in competition."

Boss: "You're fucking obsessed with your ass."

The boss was cursing, but he didn't stop Ding Yqing. In the past, he couldn't beat or persuade him in normal times. Besides, he is a sober and rational lunatic now.

Although it is expected that the announcement of this competition will continue, the students from all over Asia will be saddened, and it is estimated that countless people will curse Ding Yqing, and will also inspire many people who have a headache about how to prepare for the competition, but Huaxia Branch accounted for eight of the seventeen people. Man, the boss who barely counts as a vested interest chooses to shut up and call.

***

In the video game city room, the girl in school uniform who took out the dice said: "You choose a number, from 1 to 9, roll to 10 to 12, then discard the three numbers and start over. When there are six people left, in order to save time, Everyone can pick two numbers."

She asked, "Any objections?"

This is a relatively fair method at present, and no one disagrees.

After the others finished speaking their numbers one after another, Fujiro chose 1, and he smiled.

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Saying that 1 is his lucky number, Cen Jin knows that the Bharat people like odd numbers. 1 is the most commonly used and special odd number, and it is normal to be regarded as a lucky number.

"What about you?" the girl in school uniform asked Cen Jin.

Cen Jin: "3." There is no special meaning, because today is Wednesday.

Everyone picked the numbers, the girls in school uniforms started rolling the dice, the first one was taken by a boy with a 16.7 hat, he immediately shouted 'lucky', and then the elite men, Fujiro took the third, he said 'Look, 1 is my lucky number', the fourth and fifth were taken by the same-sex couple on Cen Jin's right, but the red-lipped woman took the unsatisfactory sixth place.

After that, the girl in school uniform and her classmates got No. 7 and No. 8 respectively, and Cen Jin was No. 9. They received unanimous silence.

Hat Boy: "My story is called a driver. I am a driver who has worked for many years. I was complained to the headquarters and lost my job because of a dispute with a passenger. So I was about to drive back home on a rainy night, and hit a strange creature on the way. .

I hurriedly got out of the car to check, and strangely, no body or blood was found, so I thought it was an illusion of fatigue.

I smoked a cigarette in place to refresh myself, then continued to drive, passing a town, and kept looking at it. I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't tell, and I quickly left the town far behind.

At this time, I drove to a section of unmanned road, with trees growing on both sides, like deformed figures in the dark. I thought it was too quiet, so I turned on the radio, turned to a news about a murder, my palms sweated, and I quickly turned it off.

Suddenly the car passed a fork, where there was a road sign that read 'Kushina Road'. "

Cen Jin observed everyone's expressions, and found that Furiluo frowned when the hat boy mentioned Kushinaro, obviously knowing that these words have special meanings.

The boy in the hat continued: "I stared at the word 'corpse' in my eyes, and in the illusion, it seemed to ooze blood. My intuition told me that it was a dead end and I absolutely couldn't go, so I quickly opened another way. "

The woman with red lips crossed her arms impatiently. The story of the boy in the hat is bland. Although he tried to create a terrifying atmosphere, all the fans of escape and horror house were present. As soon as you heard the beginning of the boy, you could guess the following story. .

Nothing more than the driver's guilty conscience, the fear and fear on the road are all personal imagination, because he killed people.

First of all, the driver who has worked for many years said that he will be fired if he is fired. It can be seen that he is usually not popular or has accumulated too many complaints. Secondly, assuming that hitting the strange creature is an illusion, he has already had such a big hallucination, and he still insists on driving fatigued, and he does not dare to stop and rest when passing through towns.

And, why is he driving fatigued? In a hurry? Why rush

for fleeing.

Fatigue driving, terrifying hallucinations, and the terrifying silent environment didn't make him sweaty palms. Instead, he was frightened by the news of a murder, because it was a police wanted news.

As for Kusinara, it may refer to hell.

This is the story logic of the boy in the hat analyzed by everyone.

One thing that needs to be determined is whether the existence of non-human intelligent beings is allowed in his logic.

Cen Jin's keyword is 'psychic'. Normally, it is a good thing for him to have non-human intelligent creatures in logic.

The hat boy said: "The seemingly endless dark night will come to an end, the sun will come out, and the driver will stop at the entrance of a small town. He gets off and sees a pit the size of a bowl on the front of the car, but he quickly thinks of the previous The argument with the passengers was because of the car accident, so I didn't think much about it.

He returned to his seat, and under the sunlight, he finally relaxed into a sweet dreamland - finally finished! "

The teenager smiled: "My key word is 'illusion', it's your turn, Uncle Elite."

Cen Jin was stunned, hallucination

Strictly speaking, there is only one hallucination in the story. The driver mistakenly thought that he had hit a heavy object, but is it that simple

Anyone who has gone to school should know that a story must revolve around the core, echoing the beginning and the end, and highlighting the center, and the project is based on the theme of 'story meeting', which naturally requires 'storytelling'.

The story of the boy in the hat is actually quite terrifying. For example, hitting a heavy object may not be an illusion. Why does he feel strange when he sees an unfamiliar town? Where is the blame

Was the Kusinara sign he saw an illusion or real? Where is the town where the last stop is, why is he finally able to sleep at ease when he is on the run

The last scene of the sun coming out, is it an illusion or a reality

Cen Jin saw that the original casual attitude of the elite man and the red-lipped woman became serious after reacting. The story of the boy in the hat was bland on the surface, but in fact it dug a lot of logic-related pits.

Moreover, these pits can be filled back at any time, and once they violate the logic, they will be eliminated immediately.

They underestimated the boy in the hat.

The student girl murmured: "Sure enough, the people who can play here are very strong."

Cen Jin looked at her subconsciously, his left wrist was poked, and he turned his head to look at Furiluo.

Furilo smiled friendly, leaned into his ear and whispered, "I know what 'Kushirona' means, do we want to cooperate?"

As soon as Cen Jin spoke, the phone vibrated immediately, and Firiro's phone also rang at the same time. The two of them picked up the phone and looked at it, and their expressions changed immediately.

At the same time, students in other rooms also received a text message from the head office + head office + head school tripartite joint notice.

Fujiro said regretfully: "Sorry, the cooperation proposal is invalid. I have to do my best to get the points."

Cen Jin doesn't care, and he's not too interested in points. After all, it's not a team competition, and he doesn't need to be responsible for others, so personal points don't matter.

Fujiro looked at him and couldn't help but say, "If I don't have enough points, I'll be kicked out of the group stage."

Cen Jin's conditioned reflex responded: "Isn't there another opportunity to adjust the team members in the global preliminaries?"

After he finished speaking, he was stunned and looked up at Fujiro. Is this a test of him

However, Furiluo said without any scheming: "You really don't want to participate in the competition, in fact, I don't want to, in the end, even if I make it to the finals, I have to retreat to the second place to cover Rudra. Besides, there are so many talents in the finals, I might 4/ The 1st final was wiped out."

He wrinkled his nose and said, "But in order for the crown prince to succeed in ascending the throne, I still have to become Minister Gu Ming first."

Cen Jin: "You know a lot about Chinese culture."

Fu Riluo laughed: "Really? In fact, I am practicing Dongmi and Tibetan Buddhism in Liben and Huaxia respectively. You know, it is generally recognized abroad that Dongmi is the real Tangmi, but only those who have practiced it seriously can Understand the difference. The development of Eastern Secrets has been slow until now, while Tibetan Secrets have developed rapidly, with more listening, more thinking and more discernment, and even the Tantric Buddhism Dharma of 'becoming a Buddha in one's body'. I am very interested in Tibetan secrets and Chinese culture, and I have lived in Huaxia Tibetan secrets for several years.

I really like Chinese culture. "

He babbled and talked a lot with great enthusiasm, Cen Jin was dizzy when he heard it, and struggled to clarify the relationship between them.

"thanks."

Fu Riluo: "No, no."

"Hey! Are you finished?" The short-haired girl, one of the same-sex couples, said nothing

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He shouted: "If you don't know how to play, please go out consciously, whisper when others start, the phone is still on mute, do you know how to be polite?"

Cen Jin and Fu Riluo quickly apologized, and when they turned off the phone, they found that the Internet was blocked.

It is estimated that in order to ensure fairness, the competition field has been disconnected from the Internet.

The elite man wore glasses and said, "My story is called Finger. I am a lawyer who helps others file divorce lawsuits, and I am well-known in the industry. On this day, the studio received a woman's divorce property lawsuit and notified me to go to the client's home.

I drove over and encountered a car accident on the road. The road was blocked. I saw a group of people quarreling in the middle of the road from a distance. A thick, thick black blood on the ground slowly flowed out of the crowd, like a small stream.

At that time, I wondered, why did not call the police when someone died

But I was in a hurry and didn't go to join in the fun. The car couldn’t get through, so I couldn’t take a detour. Fortunately, it was very close to the client’s residence, so I got out of the car and ran over, and was hit by a piece of bird droppings at the entrance of the client’s community.

Too bad, I thought to myself, being hit by bird shit means bad luck in the early stage, and today's list will not be too smooth.

The client lived on the seventeenth floor, and the elevator was under maintenance. I had to climb up and I was really exhausted. When I climbed to the 16th floor, I heard the loud banging of ping bells and pong above. I carefully identified that it was coming from the client's house. I thought I was embarrassed. Helping out can win the client's favor.

After hesitating for a moment, I sprinted up to 100 meters, and the strange thing was that the sound was gone. "

The elite man told a somewhat suspenseful story in a cold tone, and finally brought out the atmosphere.

With the foreshadowing of the hat boy, when other people listened to the story, it was inevitable that they would think too much, and they would be extremely frightened.

"Very strange, such a huge, loud sound disappears in a second? Very abrupt, I can still hear it with my front foot, but I can't hear it with my back foot, and it is very quiet, it's a description of 'dead silence', I can't even hear it The echo of the stairs, and the gasping sound of me climbing the sixteenth floor.

I stood there and looked back suddenly, empty of course.

Just for a moment, I felt something invisible downstairs rushing towards me. To tell you the truth, at that time, my back was soft and cold, my calf was inexplicably soft, and I almost fell over. "

The red-lipped woman sneered, "Are you sure you didn't climb the stairs until your legs were weak?"

The elite man looked straight at him: "I thought so too at the time."

The red-lipped woman's smile froze, she sat up uncomfortably and lowered her eyes. How could she feel that this fabricated story was self-reporting

"After my breathing slowed down, my hearing also returned. I went to open the door and waited for a long time, listening to the footsteps inside and thinking wildly. The client's temperament and personality seemed to be bad. He heard the bell, but he didn't come on purpose.

When I was bored, I stared at the cat's eye and used my imagination. There is a classic horror story about the cat's eye. I saw a blood red through the cat's eye. Later, I found out that the owner was hanging behind the door.

I thought at the time, what would I see if I looked at it

The footsteps inside are still wandering in the living room, going to the kitchen for a while, and to the toilet and bedroom for a while. I wonder what the client is busy with

Curiosity drove me to look closer to the cat's eye, but it turned out that the cat's eye is one-way, and can only see the outside from the inside.

I sighed, lowered my head, caught a glimpse of the crack in the door, and thought I could lay down and look.

So I lay down on the crack of the door and looked in, my scalp felt numb for a moment, because I saw a pair of red high-heeled shoes facing the crack of the door-a woman in red high-heeled was stuck behind the door all the time, looking at me through cat eyes ! "

"Fuck!" The red-lipped woman changed her face.

The two student girls clasped their hands tightly, the same-sex couple, the daring short-haired girl covered the timid long-haired girl, on the contrary, the hat boy was very daring. Hearing this, his eyes lit up, Cen Jin guessed that it was probably him. Elite men can be thrown out of the game through the psychic element here.

Furiluo sighed in a low voice: "Wow, it's wonderful." He pointed to the goose bumps on his arm and said, "I was frightened."

Cen Jin looked at him speechlessly.

The elite man looked around blankly, and continued to say grimly: "I fell to the ground in fright, covered in cold sweat, when I heard a 'ding', the elevator under maintenance opened, and a woman came out of it. She looked at me in surprise and asked why I was sitting in front of her house.

I was stunned, tremblingly asked if she was the client.

She looked at me in surprise and said that the office was efficient, no wonder the evaluation was excellent.

I became more and more frightened and asked her if there was anyone else in the house

She said no, the lover moved back with other women and they had no children.

With hindsight, I found that the footsteps in the room had disappeared, and I watched the client push the door open, the door creaked, and the situation of the back room was slowly revealed in front of me. Wearing a pair of red high heels, while the living room is turning on the TV.

At this time, the news broadcasted a car accident, which was the one I encountered on the road.

The client stared straight at the TV, with a mysterious smile on his lips, and murmured in a low voice: The garbage in the house has finally been disposed of, everything is easy. Really lucky.

When I heard this sentence, my heart suddenly relaxed and I agreed with it very much.

Yes, today is really lucky. "

When Cen Jin heard this, his brows were deeply wrinkled. Before he could speak first, Furiluo raised his hand and asked, "So why is this story called a finger?"

Everyone else looked at him in surprise, and the student's sister asked, "Is this your first time playing a story party?"

Fujiro nodded.

The student's sister explained patiently: "The story will have many rounds, two rounds in each room, and there will be a break for exchanging information in between. Three people will be eliminated in each round, and those who remain after two rounds will continue to the next room and will Your story is strung together with the stories in other rooms until you find the story line of the person in your ID card."

Furiluo: "So in the next round, his story is still called Finger?"

Student sister: "Of course."

Fujiro: "It's so complicated."

The student's sister nodded seriously: "Otherwise, why would it attract so many people to play?"

"You're quite lucky." The red-lipped woman said, "It's the first time, the first game, that you can actually choose room 2080 in the second half. You are the real 'lucky'."

Fujiro scratched his head: "Hey, I'm really lucky."

Cen Jin noticed that the woman with red lips and the boy in the hat exchanged glances hastily, and immediately understood that apart from him and Fujiro, it is estimated that others have already formed an alliance.

And Furiluo exposed his identity as a novice, and it is estimated that he will become the target of the fire and be the first to be eliminated by the joint force.

However, it is not necessarily who will kill the deer.

The person who looks stupid may also be the killer of the whole audience.

Cen Jin: "So, what are your keywords?"

The elite man suddenly smiled warmly: "Love."

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