[Comprehensive British and American] Write Lei Wen in the name of Super Reverse

This is their first day in the house.

Four people eat $[-] burgers for breakfast at M's for $[-].

There are two dollars left.

While cleaning the room, Baguoxia went to Chinatown and found that the ingredients here are not expensive.

So according to everyone's opinion, they bought noodles and pork, oil and salt.

At noon, I will make fried pork pancakes.

Jason was in charge of kneading the dough, Connor was in charge of mixing the minced meat, Carl was in charge of wrapping the cakes, and Baguoxia was in charge of frying.

The pork patties are very fragrant and crispy in the mouth. Four people ate more than 30 pieces in one go.

After finishing the cleaning in the afternoon, the three of them slumped on the sofa, watching Baguoxia struggle with the keyboard.

The system is very puzzled, how can Bei Guoxia live such a "life".

"The keyboard is in your hands!" The system couldn't believe it.

"Yeah," Bei Guoxia agreed, "Tap on the keyboard, and I can have sex with them right away. Do you want to watch it? HD, live, live broadcast, the only downside is that I have to write the lines myself. To be honest , The articles I wrote are full of magical illusions and random fabrications, you may not be hard even if you watch the scene."

The system sprayed: "Fuck!"

"Just kidding you." Baguoxia shrugged, "Besides, this modal particle will make me misunderstand that you mean 'if you want to get on'."

He rereads the documentation:

At present, the traffic text with the clown as the protagonist is carried out like this:

The misunderstood Joker is thrown into Arkham.

Attract the boss's attention and get pregnant. (Overlord: Heh, interesting man)

Bai Yueguang came to the door with a group of bodyguards, vowing to drive away this "third party".

The clown is beaten and suffers a critical blow.

The second male Batman was heartbroken when he learned about it.

Bei Guoxia browsed the previous article and nodded: "It's pretty smooth."

As for Batman, that was really an ugly surprise.

When I wrote about "miscarriage", Baguoxia was a bit cavalier.

But when he was in Calvin, he had some curiosity about "miscarriage".

I just wish I didn't have a handy pen, otherwise Baguoxia could immediately ask "What kind of experience is it like to have a miscarriage?"

Then invite a group of big Vs to discuss together.

He vaguely remembered reading a description somewhere:

The pain of childbirth is similar to the pain of breaking an egg.

"Well... Connor." He said casually.

"what?"

"Try kicking my crotch?"

Connor: "..."

Jason reached out and rubbed the back of his head, jokingly said, "I totally understand how you feel about dying after eating the pork pie you made yourself. But there's no need to feel so guilty."

Bei Guoxia's face turned dark, and he thought angrily: "Believe it or not, I will press down on the keyboard to make you obey me!"

"Then everyone obediently kicks you in the crotch?" the system mocked.

Suddenly, Bei Guoxia sighed annoyedly: "Hi!"

After staying in the world inside the wall for a long time, I forgot that I can directly search for related documentaries abroad.

Also guaranteed infantry.

So, he first searched for a bunch of real videos of abortion operations, and then searched for a bunch of real videos of childbirth operations, intending to compare them.

"Are you watching a movie?" Carl asked with interest as he saw him busy.

Baguoxia thought about it and replied, "I'm watching a documentary."

"Me too," Connor said.

They slumped on the couch and watched a video of a pregnant woman giving birth screaming.

Halfway through, Carl ran into the toilet, hearing the sound that the two meals were for nothing.

Jason was a step too late, so he rushed to the window to take a breath without grabbing it.

Connor's face was pale and his lips trembled: "Is this what giving birth is like?"

"Uh..." Baguoxia didn't know how to answer.

Connor breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, I was not born with a viviparous child. There may be a woman who is spared the pain."

"Hmm..." I didn't know how to answer.

The biggest advantage of this is that,

When Baguoxia sat in front of the computer, the three of them would no longer wonder what he was doing.

Especially when he plays the video.

Despite the condemnation, Bei Guoxia insisted on watching the abortion operation video.

"I can describe the scene very realistically!" he thought pleasantly.

"For sketching, what if a child really emerges?" He was thinking about this question again, "Why don't we let the clown give birth halfway, and then abort?"

System: "...Where is this realistic?"

Because I just watched the video, Baguoxia realistically described the pain of the clown going through childbirth in the article.

He exhausted all his adjectives, and even mentioned "like a broken egg" many times.

The system couldn't understand: "Why are you so cruel to the clown all of a sudden? It was written as a joke before."

"It's not aimed at him," Bei Guoxia scratched his head, "I just think that watching a few documentaries can't be in vain... Different moods are written differently."

Today's Arkham was once again drowned out by screams.

This time, it was the clown's voice screaming in pain.

In order to live up to the documentary I watched, Bei Guoxia used the most classic way of writing in the flow text, which generally looks like this:

Miserably, after giving birth to a son, the child was taken away, but the midwife once again exclaimed, "Strength!"

It turned out that there was a daughter in his stomach.

After being adapted by him, it becomes;

The clown still miscarried halfway through.

While being taken care of by someone, suddenly, I found that there was another child in my stomach, halfway through, but still miscarried.

Then found another...

System: "This is completely unrealistic!"

That day, all of Arkham remembered the five hours of the clown's miserable howls and gibberish with pauses.

The pause is because Baguoxia's description of the pain gets stuck from time to time.

After Bei Guoxia finished writing, she looked back on this "life flow" and was taken aback:

Actually wrote more than 7000 words!

I don't know if the forum will be a scam.

"Oh," he sighed, "forgot again."

"Is it necessary to be so extreme?" The system felt pain just reading it.

Bei Guoxia rubbed her sore eyes, thinking: "I'm just writing, and I don't know how much the clown can feel in reality."

"Uh……"

"Can you detect it?"

"No."

"That's okay, what if the clown just fell into the delivery room and nothing else happened?" Baguoxia shrugged.

"So we took the clown in for a checkup and really found some signs of a miscarriage in his body."

Amanda said with a livid face while posing in the classic sitting position of Commander EVA Ikari.

It was unclear whether she was really speaking to a subordinate, or to someone she knew was eavesdropping.

Batman in the Batcave: "emmmmm..."

"The clown couldn't accept it. He dissected himself to verify that he didn't have 'that' organ." Amanda continued.

"She's serious?" Alfred, who had always been calm, couldn't help blurting out.

It’s ridiculous.

Batman threw off his cape and walked to the door: "I'm only sure of one thing."

He walked past Alfred and said seriously: "Someone is lynching the clown, I must stop him."

In the ward, the doctor fell limply on the ground, his trousers and crotch were soaked, and the nurses had already fled in all directions.

The examined "patient," Arkham's most dangerous prisoner, the Joker, sits on a hospital bed, clutching an equally bloody scalpel in his bloodstained right hand.

The blood that flowed from his stomach not only soaked the sheets, but also dripped directly on the ground on both sides.

The scene is indescribable.

But the clown is laughing wildly.

"Doctor, hahahahaha, why don't you come and see, which organ of mine can do what you just said!?"

The doctor wanted to bang his head to death: he didn't know either!

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have said it so honestly, but lying can't completely fool the big boss in the criminal world in front of me.

"No? No, is it?" The clown put a fierce look on his face, put the blade in front of his eyes, put a finger on the tip of the knife, and said coldly, "Since it wasn't done by nature, it's because of man..."

"Ah... ah..." The doctor crawled to the door and ran out screaming.

The clown didn't care, he knew that someone would come back to stitch his wound.

Three times in a row was not an accident, it was man-made.

Since it was artificial, he was interested.

"Let me think about it, how should I repay you? You bastard who dare not show his face." He sneered darkly.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 Miao Miao Miaomiao;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Si Yaoyao; 1 bottle of Krypton fairy tale big blue bird and white carp;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!Refill~