Weird recovery: Do you call this serious science?

"Hahaha."

The weird old man on the side laughed three times and shook his head.

Don't dare to go up, don't dare to go up!

"Brother, in your eyes, what kind of person am I?"

"Or if you give me some advice, I like other people's opinions."

Lin Muge sat next to him without seeing him, and handed him the radio.

In this strange environment, Lin Muge transformed from a social terrorist to a social terrorist.

It can be seen that the new fans in the live broadcast room were stunned.

Why is this man so fickle?

"You... have worked too hard, I think you should... take a rest."

"We... are very concerned about your body..."

The elder brother said every word carefully.

I'm afraid that if I accidentally say a wrong punctuation mark, Lin Muge will play him as a musical instrument...

He's heard that Lin Muge is a ruthless bitch who plays tricks without blinking an eye!

"Hard work? Let's talk about it."

"...Expand and talk..."

Brother Tactical took a deep breath.

"It's almost New Year's Eve, you...why don't you rest, we are all very worried about your health..."

"Thank you, thank you, am I not here to give everyone a good science? And if I take a break, won't everyone not see me today?"

"……yes……"

The old man pursed his lips and nodded.

Isn't that what you said?

"Okay, then I will pay attention to combining work and rest in the future."

Lin Muge looked at the camera, "Everyone, don't let yourself be so stupid, enjoy life more, what if you die that day?" "Gege's chicken soup always has a unique taste [狗头]"

"Worried About Your Health"

"The pigeons are crazy!"

"Don't kill, don't kill, the weirdos are about to kneel to the pigeons"

"Didn't Up say that he is a social terror?"

"That's right, pigeons are social terrors when facing humans, but they are terrorists when facing weirdness [dog head]"

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room became more and more heated.

Lin Muge's heart was also full of relief.

"Okay, brothers, I'm almost there too, and I'll broadcast live in the evening."

Hearing that the radio began to broadcast, Lin Muge also briefly thanked a wave of gifts, and then turned off the live broadcast.

"Are all anchors like this now..."

The flight attendant outside squinted and said in a trembling voice.

"...Maybe, this may be relatively normal..."

"Hey, handsome little brother, but he can rely on his face to make a living..."

Both flight attendants sighed at the same time.

They've been standing outside for 10 minutes.

From the perspective of passers-by, Lin Muge is just talking to himself...

Is your face still blushing inexplicably...

"Then I'll go first! Everyone... See you soon!"

The train stopped slowly, and Lin Muge waved his hand towards the carriage under the eyes of the steward who hesitated to speak.

"Finally gone!"

"awesome!"

"We survived!"

"I was unscathed under Lin Muge's eyes! I can brag about this for the rest of my life!"

"Guys! We are the Boy Who Lived!"

"If you don't die, you will have good luck!"

After Lin Muge got off the car, all the weirdos in the car cheered ecstatically as if the national football team had entered the world.

Some even shed tears of excitement!

"Look how happy they are."

On the platform, Lin Muge silently recorded a video for the weirdos in the carriage.

"I am also very pleased to be able to bring happiness to the weird ones."

He directly sent the video to the Xiaopo website, and then took a taxi to the mental hospital.

"Young man! Are you crazy too?"

As soon as he opened the car door and looked at the driver, Lin Muge thought something was wrong in his heart.

At first glance, this driver is the kind of super enthusiastic and talkative player. Although the rarity is only three stars in the world taxi driver guidebook in Lin Muge's mind, the horror index has reached five stars.

"Hahaha, are you kidding me, young man from other places, right?"

"……Um."

Lin Muge nodded obediently.

There wasn't even a ghost in this taxi, which fully exposed his social fear attribute, who was still a bull shooter just now.

"Are you here to do research? Is that some kind of psychiatric psychology?"

"……no."

"Tsk, why not? I just saw it."

The driver master glanced at Lin Muge through the rearview mirror.

"I've heard it all. Yesterday, there was a little girl who seemed to be crazy or something. She yelled in the middle of the night. I heard it when I passed by."

"And the current mental illness, I really can't understand it, everyone is very magical, it is said that some can fly, some can predict the future, and some can summon underground monsters, I don't know if it is true Fake."

Every time the driver said a few words, he would look at Lin Muge through the rearview mirror.

"...It must be fake..."

Lin Muge's mouth twitched.

"If people want to be so good, they can still stay here..."

"Hey young man, what you said is biased!"

Seeing that Lin Muge could be regarded as an answer, the driver master was relentless, and directly turned down the sound of the radio, and pursued the victory.

"I also heard that this psychiatric hospital is some kind of secret institution, which is designed to accommodate people with special functions, and then torture them in various researches."

"...You...have heard too much..."

Lin Muge rubbed his eyebrows.

What was broadcast on the radio just now was the evil smile of the return of the soldier king...

"Heh, Jie Jie Jie, young man, don't be fooled by the old man's kind appearance. In fact, the old man specially arrests you young people from other places and puts them in for experiments, Jie Jie Jie."

The driver master sneered and laughed again, and said coldly in his dialect accent.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the car suddenly became strange.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Lin Muge gritted his teeth, so embarrassed that he got goosebumps all over his body.

The eyes are in a trance, and even the vision is blurred...

The driver seemed to have sensed the change in the atmosphere, the old man blushed, and tremblingly turned up the volume of the radio.

"...Master, what do you...do you do?"

In order to ease the embarrassment, Lin Muge took a deep breath and asked in a trembling voice.

"..."

"..."

"..."

After the question, his Adam's apple slowly rolled during the plot of the radio drama "The Return of the Urban Soldier King".

Looking through the rearview mirror, cold sweat broke out on the driver's forehead.

The hands that had held the steering wheel for decades were trembling constantly.

Boy, is it awkward?I am willing to bow down.

It's embarrassing, it has to be that you young people can play...

The driver master slowly raised his hand and gave a thumbs up.

"……Feel sorry."

Lin Muge pursed her lips tightly, clutched her hair tightly and put her head on the front seat.

The toes were already clenched tightly.

Speechless all the way.

"Seven dollars."

"Ok."

Before closing the door of the taxi, Lin Muge and the driver looked at each other in the rearview mirror as if sympathetic to each other.

It can be seen that both of them are thanking each other for not killing each other.

Master tricks, point to the end.

Standing at the door of the mental hospital, Lin Muge closed her eyes and raised her neck and took a deep breath.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Seeing no one around, not even ghosts, he knelt down and screamed helplessly, holding his head.

So embarrassing!

So embarrassing! !

It's over, I won't be able to sleep when I think about it in the future!

After adjusting his mentality with a few silent roars, Lin Muge stood up refreshed.

Then I saw the doorman holding a water glass with a look of surprise on his face.

"...the registration is...over there."

The uncle spit out the tea leaves with a pooh, pointed to the psychiatric diagnosis area and said kindly.

"...Okay, thank you, sir."

Lin Muge's pupils were dilated and said politely.

"Hey, he's quite young, but unfortunately he looks very sick..."