Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Dieyi has always been too mysterious. From entering the dungeon to now, I have only seen her once on stage.

Wei Na guessed that it was impossible for Dieyi to show flaws in public. If you want to investigate the other party more deeply, you still have to contact them privately.

The troupe owner was not surprised at all by this request. The major patrons who came here were all fascinated by Die Yi and immediately agreed: "Okay, but Die Yi has already made an appointment today and will have to wait until the day after tomorrow to be free. ”

Wei Na nodded, her face stiffened, and the corners of her mouth barely raised 36 degrees, giving herself an "evil" smile:

"I have some special hobbies...that is violent, yes, domestic violence. I like to beat people. The more beautiful the girls, the more I want to see them scream."

God knows how uncomfortable it is for a girl who hates domestic violence to say such words without conscience.

But this is what Xu Ye taught her, which means that if they make an excessive request first and the other party doesn't agree, then it's easier to take a step back and express their original thoughts.

What is called the "concession effect" in psychology?

The troupe leader only hesitated for a moment and then said: "As promised, we can't show our face. Our actress relies on her face to make a living."

"Huh?" Wei Na looked shocked. She was ready to say what she wanted to say next and put forward her real request. I didn't expect to get such an answer.

Isn’t this your top brand? What if the promised status is high and gold is hard to come by?

Realizing that the situation was abnormal, in order to prevent herself from being exposed, Wei Na forcibly calmed down her emotions and said: "Okay..."

Xu Ye stopped and poked her ribs with his fingers from behind.

Wei Na was forced to speak: "What, I have stinky feet and body odor, and I like to let others chew my feet."

Theater owner: "As long as you are happy."

Wei Na: "I not only like to torture people physically, but I also like to spit on them, make them kneel down and call me daddy, and torture them mentally."

The owner of the theater was speechless and looked at Wei Na with a strange expression, as if he didn't understand how a pretty little girl could have such fun in private?

"What you said is acceptable."

"But remember one thing, Dieyi will continue to sing on stage in the future, you can't influence him." The troupe leader said.

Vina: "Can I buy him and take him home? I saw someone did that yesterday."

"You can't afford the price." This time the troupe leader said indifferently, with an unhappy expression on his face.

The fingers poking at her back finally dropped, and Weena breathed a sigh of relief. It was so embarrassing. If she continued talking, she was afraid that she would go crazy first.

When the troupe leader left, the two of them muttered.

"It's so pitiful." Wei Na sighed: "I thought it was a pearl, but I didn't expect it to be just shiny on the surface."

"Everything is an exchange of equal benefits." Xu Ye pointed out the truth in one sentence.

From the moment you enter this dungeon, everyone is no longer a human being, but more like an object used for price comparison.

The actors have to distinguish between the leading role and the leading role,

Guests are also divided into levels based on consumption.

Although in the real world, there is no lack of judging the value of things based on interests.

But the strange thing is that this strange story is too much.

When human nature and interests are put together to make a choice, it doesn't even think about giving humanity at all.

After the two agreed on a time to find Dieyi the day after tomorrow, they went back to their respective homes.

At the door of the waiter's room, Xiaoli waved to Xu Ye from a distance, her face filled with excitement: "Come on, come on."

Xiaoli took Xu Ye to a nearby grove.

She mysteriously opened her pocket and took out a whole roast chicken: "Stare, stare, stare~"

"Where did it come from?"

"The kitchen stole it." Seeing Xu Ye looking straight at her, Xiaoli explained: "You know, the kitchen was a bit messy today, so I took the opportunity to sneak in and brought two roast chickens that the master chef had just cooked. Go out, there is one left..."

Xu Ye: "Three chickens are not heavy, so why bother leaving one?"

"Ah? This is possible, it could be..." Xiaoli's expression became flustered and she stammered.

"I know, the master must have wanted to eat it secretly." Xu Ye touched the girl's head: "He kept one for himself, and then you stole it, and he didn't dare to say anything about it. Our little pear is so smart."

"Yes, yes." Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief: "That's it."

"It's all because of Dieyi that we have meat to eat."

A look of envy appeared on Xiaoli's face: "Yes, Dieyi is really popular. The audience likes him, and even people in the audience don't forget to discuss opera with him."

Xu Ye took a bite of the roasted chicken and gave the end of the chicken butt to Xiaoli. He also took out a pot of cat stand and a discarded newspaper from the broken mirror, and the two of them had a picnic on the spot.

"Yes, it's a bit spicy." Xiaoli took a sip of the cat table and blushed on her face.

"But I feel dizzy. It feels so comfortable. I feel like I have forgotten a lot of sad things."

Xu Ye drank all the Maotai in one gulp without any change on his face.

The moon moved to the center of the sky, shining endless light, and time passed unknowingly.

The sound of opera singing came intermittently into my ears. The voice was sad and melodious. I couldn't tell the difference between male and female, but I could feel the sadness and misery contained in it.

For a moment, the forest was silent, and all the creatures, including small reptiles and mosquitoes, huddled in their corners and shivered.

"Someone is singing an opera." Xiaoli stood up and looked not far away.

"Well, do you want to go take a look?"

The two walked towards the source of the sound.

This theater is quite large. How big is it? To use a metaphor, it looks a bit like a modern small park.

Not far away, the lake surface is sparkling.

The closer we got to the lake, the clearer the sound became. A figure stood in the middle of the lake, holding a fan in his left hand and unfolding it on his forehead.

"Yeah, there's someone." Xiaoli shouted in surprise and ran forward.

The sound stopped suddenly, the figure looked up and turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared into the night.

Xu Ye's eyes finally rested on the figure,

That face clearly looks exactly like Xiaoli.

Barrage: "What's going on? Isn't Xiaoli right here? Why did another Xiaoli appear?"

"I feel that Xiaoli, an NPC, has a high degree of freedom. He can steal chickens and drink alcohol. He is not like those people in the past who were obsessed with plots and only wanted to kill the Chosen One."

"Did you pay attention to the last expression of that figure? He gave Xu Ye a sharp look."

"I replayed it, and it was indeed like this, hahaha, I almost rolled my eyes to the sky."

……

Strange talk about the world,

"Where did the person go?" Xiaoli muttered curiously.

Xu Ye felt that there was a gaze on him, staring at him.

"You drank too much and saw it wrong." He joked casually.

The sight on his body became much softer.

"Is that so?" Xiaoli patted her cheek: "Then let's go back."