Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Can Xu Ye write poetry?

Xu Ye really knows how to do it.

He composed a limerick on the spot, which had a consistent beginning and an end and was quite rhyming.

The tense atmosphere around me disappeared by half, and my heart felt much more relaxed.

After all, just now, I felt like there was an iron weight on my heart, and it felt very heavy.

Just when Xu Ye thought it was over and was about to move on, the nerd took the opportunity to ask a second question.

He asked Xu Ye to continue the second half of an ancient poem.

Seeing that Xu Ye didn’t know, the nerd laughed contemptuously, and then asked the third, fourth... and Nth questions.

The ninth question was mentioned in a row.

With a "crack", something broke.

With each question asked, the weight on the heart is increased by one, until the ninth question crushes the heart into pieces and causes it to explode.

Xu Ye stood there in a daze.

The nerd showed a triumphant smile on his face, raised his lips slightly, and said contemptuously: "Haha, you poor student!"

"Referee, I think the winner is decided. This poor student doesn't deserve to live in this world. You make the judgment."

referee:"……"

Why do I feel like you just scolded me as well?

He looked carefully at Xu Ye's expression. He looked completely expressionless. Is he really dead?

The referee coughed and took out the microphone: "Now I declare that the winner of this match is——"

"what--"

There were screams from the ring.

The nerd who looked so confident of victory just now now had a dark circle around his eyes.

Xu Ye ran over, raised his fist, and yelled at the nerd frantically: "Who are you looking down on?"

"Do you know chemical equations? Have you learned the 100 ways to combine strong acid solutions?"

"What the hell are you doing here to show off?"

Every time Xu Ye threw a punch, he would ask a question.

He was really pissed off.

It’s not that Xu Ye’s diploma is fake and difficult to study, it’s that this person and Xu Ye were not born in the same country, or even on the same planet.

It would be strange if Xu Ye, a foreigner, could answer the poems and Chinese studies questions he raised.

Even the billions of viewers in front of the screen combined would not be able to answer him immediately.

"You are so amazing, aren't you? You use the knowledge you prepared in advance to test others who have never learned it?"

"Do you know how to write sulfuric acid?"

The nerd's eyes lit up and he blurted out, "H2SO4."

"You got it right! I'll give you a sugar-roasted chestnut as a reward." Xu Ye stretched out his finger and flicked it viciously on the other person's forehead.

Next, no matter whether Xu Ye asked the question right or wrong, the other party would receive endless critical hits.

"I'm telling you today, here, it's all about who has the bigger fist."

"Don't hit your head."

The man held his head, his eyes gradually becoming unfocused and no longer so focused.

When the time was up, he was carried off the field by his guild members. Those people pointed at Xu Ye and said, "You are done for. You dare to mess with our Blood Tyrant Guild."

"We will make you pay with blood."

Xu Ye looked at the few people with an inexplicable expression: "Is your guild rich?"

"Of course. We are the number one guild in the building. We have strong financial resources that are beyond the imagination of an ordinary person like you."

"It's good to have money. It's good to have money." Xu Ye clapped his hands.

"Neuropathy."

When a few people saw that Xu Ye's words were incoherent and he was talking to himself, they cursed under their breath and left.

Xu Ye walked out of the ring, and a man and a woman seemed to have been waiting at the door and immediately surrounded him.

Man: "You have offended the Blood Tyrant Guild. Your future will not be easy. Join us, the Wise Walkers, the only guild that can compete with the Blood Tyrant Guild."

"Hehe, all the wise walkers are men, what's the point of joining? Sister, I think you are very handsome, join our Lu Ding Guild." The woman who was speaking was wearing leather pants and leather jacket, and her figure was amazing.

Xu Ye: "Is our gang very rich?"

"of course."

"Can you give it to me?"

The man smiled and said, "The guild's wealth is shared. Those who are capable will get more. You will be paid regularly."

The woman nodded: "That's right. We are the same. Not only do we have money, but we also have sisters to accompany you..."

"Can you give me all of it?"

Seeing the two of them not talking, Xu Ye sighed in disappointment: "Forget it, I'm not interested. You guys look for someone else."

After saying that, he took a step and walked away.

Looking at Xu Ye’s decisive back.

A man and a woman couldn't help but look at each other, and they read the same thoughts in each other's eyes.

No, is he sick?

If all the guild’s money is spent on one person, can it still be called a guild?

Even if it is capital, shouldn't you leave some left to pay the wages of your subordinates?

Leather Pants Girl: "He's looking for an excuse. He just doesn't want to join us."

The man also spoke: "Arrogant."

"Young man, he will pay the price for his arrogance today. Wait, he will come to me and beg me, then we will consider it."

……

After finishing the morning game, Xu Ye returned to his room and sat on the bed eating an apple.

Since the 80th level, the competition has been changed to allow each person to participate in a maximum of two games per day.

Sometimes there is no match at all, not because there is no arrangement, but because there is no match.

After all, the total number of people who can successfully survive to the 80th floor is limited.

"He died before he could accomplish his mission. I don't know how my good elder brother is doing in Paradise Valley. I don't know if he has helped me build my empire. I am still waiting to inherit it."

As soon as he said this, the comments were: "Good fellow, how come you are just like an insurance fraudster, knowing that the person in front of you is going to die, you quickly buy him an insurance policy."

"Brother Ye, I'm afraid you can't achieve your goal. The situation over there is terrible..."

It’s not that the audience is talking nonsense, the chosen one Suya is still in the Paradise Valley.

By observing Suya's live broadcast room, they knew the situation there in advance.

……

In a small alley in Paradise Valley.

Sang Wen was covered in mud and looked extremely miserable.

He grabbed Suya's neck fiercely: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Suya was wearing a little white dress and had light makeup on her face. She looked like an innocent little white flower. Two tears squeezed out of her eyes: "I don't understand. What do you want me to say? I'm just an actor... I don't know anything."

"Don't try to play innocent. Let me ask you, what is Xu Ye's background?"

The continuous rain hit my face, like countless little steel balls bouncing happily on it, making me feel a buzzing pain.