You’re My Wonderwall

Chapter 83

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The staff yawned at the front desk and showed little interest in the team that started screaming as soon as they walked in.

It wasn't until five minutes later that he turned around to get water.

Several staff members gathered by the water cooler to bet: "How long can this team survive?"

Another staff member listened to the screaming inside and said: "I guess not twenty minutes."

However, when he sat back in front of the monitor, the group of people who were screaming crazily in the first room just now had disappeared.

Holding the mouse, he zoomed in on the monitoring screen of the second level, and found in disbelief that the room in the second level was also empty: "This is impossible..."

people!

It's only a few minutes.

The staff almost thought they had just had an hour of tea.

Finally, the staff saw their figures in the third room, and the two leaders did not blink their eyes or change their expressions.

Xu Ye was dragged into the third room by Lu Yan while screaming.

His legs were really weak, even though he broke through the level quickly, he still couldn't bear this kind of stimulation one after another, and he couldn't keep up with their speed after a few minutes.

Xu Ye lay flat on the ground, and the moment he was dragged through the door, the door slammed shut, and a pair of bloody eyes behind the door stared at him: "Ahhh!"

Xiao Heng just found the clue and said, "Noisy."

Lu Yan squatted beside Xu Ye, bent down and met Xu Ye's terrified eyes, he stretched out his hand, and blocked Xu Ye's mouth: "Now stop arguing."

Xu Ye: "..."

Lu Yan was never afraid of these things, even when the corpse fell from the top, he just said with emotion: "I'll go, this is quite realistic."

Xiao Heng went too far.

In the past, Zhai Zhuangzhi and the others liked to drag him to watch ghost movies. Zhai Zhuangzhi was wrapped in a quilt with only a pair of eyes exposed, and he stretched out his hand to pull him when he saw something exciting: "Boss, have you seen it, have you seen it?"

Xiao Heng: "I see."

Xiao Heng said again: "I also saw the pair of sneakers under the female ghost's clothes were exposed."

Zhai Zhuangzhi: "..."

Xiao Heng: "Is the background in 2008?"

"Yes, yes, what's the matter."

Xiao Heng: "Is there a new version of Apple in 2008?"

Xiao Heng picked out a bunch of flaws in this movie within ten minutes, and Zhai Zhuangzhi and the others felt that this ghost movie had lost its due dignity.

There were more clues from the third level. After Lu Yan let go of Xu Ye, he walked to Xiao Heng with the lamp in his hand: "I said that there must be something wrong with the piece of paper just now. Only one of the two is a real clue."

Xiao Heng glanced at it.

Throw down the left hand one.

Lu Yan: "I haven't finished watching it yet."

Xiao Heng: "You don't need to look at it, that one is useless."

This secret room has an ancient theme, and the decoration has a sense of time. They are now in a rectangular bedroom. The red wedding dress is spread out on the bed, and the bedside candles are flickering.

Although Lu Yan is not afraid of ghosts, he has never had the opportunity to display his talents, and it is really boring to stay: "Okay, then I will read this poem."

Xiao Heng had a deep memory of his plastic English: "Are you okay?"

"..." Lu Yan said, "Tang Yang Shidao's "Looking at Marriage in the First Night", what misunderstanding do you have about me?"

Xiao Heng looked at him a little surprised.

Lu Yan: "Although the place in Jizhou is dilapidated, the quality of teaching is not very good. I ranked first in the city in the Chinese single subject of the model test. My essay with perfect marks is still listed in the school handbook."

English is really incomparable. Before Lu Yan went to Jizhou, the school there was not much better. The small place didn’t start teaching foreign languages until junior high school. Back then, it started to memorize words and do grammar questions every day for the C University exam. , all rely on English songs to expand vocabulary.

Art candidates have different requirements for culture, and Lu Yan's biggest advantage is that he is good at Chinese.

And it's not just average.

Basically, it depends on the language to get up the score.

Back then, if he hadn’t seen him being able to fight with Chinese language skills, the head teacher at the time probably wouldn’t have said, “You’re not good enough, so I don’t recommend it.” He has unrealistic ideas.

After Li Zhen and the others got used to it, they realized that it would be too disrespectful to go on like this, and they were always being attacked by the two players next to them, so they gave up on Xu Ye, plucked up their courage and trembled and followed to find clues: "I think this cup must be Useful, you see where it is placed."

Captain Spade: "It's actually in a vase, it's intriguing."

Holding the lamp, Lu Yan turned his head and took a look: "Don't worry about it, I just picked up that cup from the table and threw it in, it's useless."

Captain Spade: "..."

Lu Yan kept pinching the watch in his hand. Although their team had passed the test quite quickly, the leaderboard was probably full of top students. Lu Yan slowly swept over a few unreliable teammates who simply came to gather the number of people and would disrupt the situation from time to time.

Their current situation is simply two against six with the "Six Musketeers".

There is no advantage at all.

It was less than three minutes before the record set by the winners of the previous group, and they were still in the last room.

"One more clue."

After the corpse played by a living person popped out of the coffin according to the plot, everyone was relieved before they began to act forcefully.

"Let's find it together!"

"Yeah, if you find it, you can go out."

"Xu Ye cheer up!"

Only Lu Yan held the lamp, squatted beside the coffin and stared at the real person for a long time.

The real NPC was a little flustered by him.

After a while, Lu Yan said: "Don't look for it yet, there is a faster way. By the way, do the rules of the game say that you can't hurt NPCs?"

Before the NPC could react, in the next second, Lu Yan had already rolled into the coffin with a lamp.

Lu Yan was used to doing this kind of thing, and he didn't feel anything wrong at all. He moved the lamp in his hand closer to the hideous face of the corpse, and said to him almost cheek-to-cheek that his posture was just right to block the corpse's furthest face. Surveillance camera in front: "Say, where is the clue?"

Corpse: "..."

It was the first time he encountered this kind of player in so many years as a corpse.

Isn't this a fucking foul? !

The staff only saw the back of the long-haired man squatting in the coffin on the screen. Ten seconds later, the long-haired man turned out of the coffin again.

game over.

It took thirty-five minutes in total.

For a negligible, even ridiculous exposure, they really played this ghost project again. The moment he wrote his name on the leaderboard, Xu Ye, who had the most normal font in the band, was still shaking.

Li Zhen was worried: "Is there anyone in our band who can write?"

Lu Yan: "Shall I try?"

Li Zhen: "You can pull it down, you can't do it, your family can try it."

Xiao Heng just put on his watch, put on his suit jacket and asked, "What are you trying?"

"Write the ad," Lu Yan handed over the short ad text that had been typed in advance on the phone, "That's all."

Xiao Heng took it, and the two of them happened to be facing each other. He lowered his head and motioned for Lu Yan to help him button his coat: "Help me button it."

The position on the ranking list is a bit higher than that of Lu Yan.

Xiao Heng wrote up according to the content in the memo: Vent band.

At the last stroke of the word "team", Lu Yan's hand happened to pinch the last button.

Xiao Heng continued to write the words "new single".

Lu Yan's hand slowly climbed up.

When they were all buttoned up, Xiao Heng just finished writing the last six words: Silver Bullet Issued.

Xiao Heng's handwriting is also very scribbled, but it is obviously not a level of scribbled.

Lu Yan inspected it and felt that the word looked unique. Taking advantage of no one's attention, he tightened his hand on Xiao Heng's collar, approached it directly, and leaned forward to kiss it.

This bite was directly on Xiao Heng's chin.

"Good performance," Lu Yan said when stepping back, "Your reward."

Xiao Heng put his hand on his head: "Thank you?"

"polite."

Xiao Heng lowered his head, and said with a lot of meaning: "But isn't your mouth too perfunctory?"

Perfunctory is a bit.

But this is not the case.

Lu Yan gave him a final push: "We'll talk about it when we get back."

Only then did Xiao Heng let him go: "All right, I'll go to the bathroom."

When Lu Yan let go, bent over and slipped out from the side, Li Zhen shouted, "Is there any water? Xu Ye is still shaking."

Lu Yan took water from the water dispenser and sent it to him: "So timid?"

Xu Ye: "Thank you, thank you."

The child was shaking really badly, Lu Yan: "Say it earlier, I'll choose someone else."

Captain Spade has a sense of crisis: "Who are you going to replace?"

"Kangaroo." Lu Yan said with some regret.

"I wanted to ask you two to come with me."

Captain Spades was amazed at this man's thinking: "You fooled me over and didn't say anything, and you still want to lie to my teammates?!"

Lu Yan: "Soldiers never tire of cheating."

I'll go to your mother's arms and never tire of cheating.

Lu Yan added: "This society is like this. Besides, don't you have more companions when you come here with kangaroos?"

Captain Spade almost recited it in one breath: "...Lu Yan, you talk so much, do you dare to fight?"

Lu Yan said bluntly: "Don't dare."

Seeing that the tense was not developing well, Li Zhen quickly took over the conversation and said, "By the way, Lao Lu, I seemed to see an advertisement for our band when I came here. It was hanging at the door. It's a big poster."

Cannon: "Our band still has commercials?"

Li Zhen: "That's it, Haomartuo supermarket."

Lu Yan clicked his tongue and said, "You didn't even read the terms when you signed the contract? Aren't you afraid that I'll sell it to you?"

Da Pao was willing to sign whatever Lu Yan gave them, and he couldn't understand those things anyway.

Xu Ye remembered that there was no overlord clause after reading it, and he really didn't pay attention to the others.

Li Zhen didn't take a closer look, touched his nose and said, "Didn't you talk about it, I believed you."

There were no other vacancies, so Lu Yan could only find a step to sit down: "Okay, anyway, we talked about a promotional channel for our band."

"What publicity channel?" Li Zhen asked.

Lu Yan: "In the future, every time we have new release information, we will hang it at the door of the store for a week."

As soon as the news came out, several people exclaimed.

It was indeed Lu Yan who talked about the endorsement of Ker-Mart at that time.

At that time, Lu Yan sat alone opposite the owner of the supermarket, and the first thing he said was: "I won't negotiate prices with you."

The supermarket owner's offer stuck in his throat.

The restaurant is full of people.

It was also the first time for the supermarket owner to encounter such a situation. He sat up straight and asked, "If you don't talk about the price, what are you talking about?"

Lu Yan said, "Let's talk about something else."

The price was really not discussed much, and the terms of the deadlock were all about promotional content. At that time, they had just retired from the competition, and everyone in the band, including Xiao Heng, thought that the endorsement was just a simple endorsement.

Take the money to take pictures, and you're done.

Obviously Lu Yan didn't think so.

In other words, even without Tang Jiandong, he would have already started planning a way out for the band after the competition.

The supermarket chain has a lot of customers. Although it is not as good as the formal advertisement, its influence in the downtown area should not be underestimated.

They speak loudly.

Xiao Heng came back after washing his hands, and after replying to a few WeChat messages in the corridor, he just heard the three words "hang for a week".

Just as I was about to go in, I found a man with a strange whereabouts looking in through the door, with his hat pulled down.

Xiao Heng stood in the corridor and looked at him a few more times.

The man's whole body was covered quite tightly, like an outlaw.

Xiao Heng originally wanted to walk past him directly, but his eyes touched the pipe in the man's hand, and he stopped in his tracks.

He tentatively said, "Mr. Tang?"