Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

As soon as he finished saying this, a black mist floated in the air, hitting the Chosen One right in the forehead.

Hum, kneel to the sky and kneel to your parents. I am your parents' father and mother, so there is no need to kneel, right?

To put it bluntly, when something like this happened, it was because the Chosen One himself did not have a strong sense of substitution and did not insert himself into the role of Gou WaZi.

He thinks that he is himself and Gouwazi is Gouwazi. The same identity isolates two different individuals.

Such an idea is extremely easy to expose its flaws and be treated as heresy by Weird.

……

On Chen Yue's side, after obtaining the consent of his ancestors, he dug out the urn from the mound and carried it out.

Compared to other chosen ones, Chen Yue suffered less damage to his head and knees.

The reason is that he is a social beast and has a big mouth.

Chen Yue used to work in a large-scale insurance company. The boss's biggest hobby was to ask employees to write their work experiences and summaries.

Write every day, write every day, and forward it to him for personal review.

At the beginning, Chen Yue was relatively honest and conscientiously recorded all the work he did in a day, including how many customers he contacted and how many ppts he made.

But the effect was not very good. No matter how busy he was every day, every time the boss saw him, he would always criticize him for not doing enough work and say he had nothing to do.

Why do you only do this little work?

Did you catch a fish?

You have to learn from your leader, Chen Yue.

Learn from leaders? Is that the incompetent boss who talks glibly all day long, leaves all the work to his subordinates, and immediately stands up to snatch him after the performance is achieved? Chen Yue was stunned after hearing this and wanted to resign for a while.

Later, as time passed, Chen Yue gradually understood.

His work summary rarely mentions work, and only a few passing sentences. Most of them are flattering the boss and describing the other person's kindness and wisdom.

He also relied on this success to gain a foothold in the company and became a qualified worker.

At that time, Chen Yue suddenly realized that what his boss wanted him to learn from the leader at that time was flattery and had nothing to do with business ability.

Within two years, the company closed down and Chen Yue had to find a new job.

Chen Yue originally thought that he would not be able to use this skill after entering the strange talk game. Unexpectedly, it came in handy again today.

Chen Yue knelt on the ground and "flattered" his ancestors for a while, making his mouth go dry.

"Old Ancestor, you are truly wise, powerful, and handsome... If it weren't for the lack of time, I would say that your advantage is that you can last two hours without repetition."

The tablets on the table were quiet, and then Chen Yue... really spoke for two hours. During this period, he racked his brains and used almost all the words he had learned throughout his life.

If there is a repetition, the tablet on the stage will shake to remind him to pay attention.

This is... addicted to listening?

Chen Yue was upset in his heart and scolded him for why he had said such big words just now. Now he is fine, he has received his retribution.

Two hours later, Chen Yue was liberated and successfully obtained the urn.

I was holding my things and preparing to go out when a voice suddenly came from behind me: "Chen Yue."

It's Chen Yue, not Gou Wazi. To be honest, this is the first time I heard someone call me that since I entered the dungeon. Most of the time the name is attributed to another person.

So Chen Yue's first reaction when he heard the name was to look forward.

What, is Chen Yue No. [-] here?

Then he thought about the rule.

[Rule [-]: In the ancestral hall, when someone calls your name from behind, remember, never look back! 】

It was so scary. Chen Yue took a breath. If it weren't for a person with the same name in the copy, he would have almost turned around.

It has nothing to do with anything else, just the subconscious mind of the body.

After figuring out the key, Chen Yue stopped worrying and walked forward with all his heart.

"Chen Yue, turn around quickly. If you don't obey, your salary will be deducted..." Lin Guobiao's voice sounded.

Chen Yue clenched his fists, I can't bear it...

When he returned to the real world, Gao Lu had to explain this matter to Lin Guobiao in a more elaborate manner. Appropriate crying can help increase employees' weight in the leader's heart.

At the same time, all the country's chosen ones who received the urn received the same treatment.

In Kimchi Country, Han Yingjun is a national-level youngster who lives up to his name. With his handsome appearance, pretentious behavior, and handsome moves showing off his jawline from time to time, he has successfully won the No. 1 audience in his country's live broadcast room. Even the veteran chosen ones who have already cleared the level must give way.

"Brother Aidou, come on."

"We'll support you forever."

Han Yingjun carried the urn and walked out of the ancestral hall. He felt a little disgusted with this dirty thing, but he didn't show it. He also stopped and winked at the audience in front of the screen.

"Fans, don't worry, I know the rules and I won't turn around."

Just as he finished speaking, a familiar female voice sounded from behind: "Han Yingjun, look at me."

Han Yingjun's face was stiff, and the gentle smile that had been polished and practiced countless times in front of the mirror was almost unsustainable.

In the next second, he no longer cared about his image. He quickly accelerated his pace and rushed outside the ancestral hall.

"Oppa, why are you running away? Aren't you happy to see me?"

Han Yingjun walked faster, and the next second, he felt something lying in front of his ear, and his breath hit the side of his face, again and again: "That's not what you said when you dedicated me to the boss of the company. of."

"You said you would love me and always be my good oppa. Why did you pretend you didn't know me when I was thrown out the next day?"

The voice that the chosen ones can hear can also be heard by the audience in the live broadcast room.

At this moment, the live broadcast room was extremely excited, especially some young minors from other countries: "You stinky woman, don't slander our brother, he is the best brother."

"Brother Handsome, explain quickly. You haven't done it, right?"

However, the so-called kind-hearted Oppa in the dungeon was so shocked that he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, let alone explaining.

"Han Yingjun, Han Yingjun, look at me."

"You have caused me so much misery, and you don't even want to look back?"

"Okay, then you can come down and accompany me~"

A burst of cold air rushed over, and he felt a pair of hands pinching his neck. At this moment, Han Yingjun's expression finally lost its tension and he yelled crazily:

"What do you want? That was of your own free will, did I force you? For the sake of our love, can't you help me to the end and disappear completely from my face forever?"

"What's wrong with me? I'm just an innocent boy!"

What an innocent boy, the audience was shocked by his shameless remarks.

"So damn innocent, I wonder who will dare to follow him in the future."

"Han Yingjun looks so glamorous, but he didn't expect that he would do such a thing in private."

On the screen, when Han Yingjun shouted these words, he couldn't help but tilt his head back. He seemed to have calmed down a little: "Good boy, you love me so much, can you let me go."

But what surprised him was that there was nothing behind him, but there was a guy.

Everything that happened just now was a trap set by Wei Wei, and it was purely an illusion.

Specifically targeted at people like him who already have a guilty conscience.

Han Yingjun reacted, but it was too late, and the screen turned black.

Half of his feet had already stepped out of the ancestral hall door, and he was almost there. If he had just stayed one foot away, he would have succeeded.

The audience was in an uproar,

Han Young-joon is not only a star in the country, but also has a certain influence on the entire world due to the influence of the Korean Wave.

Just like that - the house collapsed?

Everyone couldn't help but sigh: "It's a good death. Such a dirty person shouldn't live in the world. From this point of view, the strange rules have done a good thing."

"I have long disliked him. He transmits some bad values ​​to minors all day long, and he is also very angry."

"Oh, brother, what's wrong with you? You're just a big boy. It's the woman who's wrong. She shouldn't pester you."

"???"

"I'm sorry, my daughter is a little crazy in chasing stars and made inappropriate remarks. It's all because I've spoiled her too much over the years. I just couldn't hold it back in a fit of anger and gave her a big showdown. She was hiding in the corner crying."

"well played!"