The Game Show of Death: Demons of Reason

At the end of the year, recalling Wei Zixu's performance in "The King of Thousand Kings", it is indeed in line with his usual technique.

He followed the crowd first, acted in a low-key manner, waited for an opportunity to push him in front of everyone, and then exposed his acting skills.Cooperating with the downward movement of the gaze, the heavier breathing, and the palms clinging to the seams of trousers and other subtle movements, it is convincing that this is his performance when he deliberately conceals it.When bluffing with Mick, he tried his best to be as confident as possible, but also vaguely let Mick know that he was guilty.In order to avoid losing all his chips and being out of the game, he took the risk and joined the "Black Jack" rule, but was frightened when he saw the props, which convinced him that this was a desperate and helpless move.

He created an image that was not good at concealing his emotions, and then continued to strengthen this image until the last round. This image was so confident that he believed "from the bottom of his heart" that this game was a sure win, and he no longer concealed his emotions. Nervous, An Anxin waited for the result.But the fact is that Wei Zixu never concealed anything. He told Mick all his points through performances. The number of points you want to convince him, the actual number of points drawn is not important at all.

Wei Zixu didn't bet with Mick, he was forcing Mick to admit defeat from the very beginning.

But at the end of the year, what I can't understand is that after joining the "Black Jack" rules, in the first round, it's okay to bet his life directly. Normal people can't bear the pressure of killing people. At that time, everyone didn't know DEATHTHEATER. Yes Knowing nothing about the brutality of DEATHSHOW, Mick will most likely stop and settle for second place.

Therefore, there is no need for Wei Zixu to really have a three-edged knife in his mouth, which has led to the fact that he cannot even be cured now.

"Only pain, not tiresome."

Wei Zixu's words made Nian Weiji rethink. If Wei Zixu's behavior cannot be explained logically, it can only be classified as abnormal behavior.Abnormal behavior is closely related to a person's psychological state, and Wei Zixu reveals a desire to self-destruct. Self-destruction comes from extreme self-disgust, which is often an explicit state accompanied by serious psychological problems.

At the end of the year, I haven't heard of Wei Zixu's state from Wang Ju, and Wei Zixu has some scars that are not normal for a criminal policeman.

He couldn't help wondering: What happened during the three years when Wei Zixu disappeared?

Wei Zixu directed DEATHSHOW for three years, and participated in DEATHSHOW again as a player.

For the sake of fairness in the game, since he decided to enter DEATHSHOW, the deployment of game links and rules has been kept secret from him. Director joining DEATHSHOW is a big gimmick, Wei Zixu knows that shareholders will use this to attract hits, and he also knows that audiences want to see him suffer and suffer more than to see him go smoothly.Based on this consideration, his situation may be more dangerous than other players, and he cannot be overly cautious.Moreover, the game involves interaction, and the actions of all players affect each other. Wei Zixu has no power to control the direction of the game. Although he knows DEATHSHOW better than anyone here, he can't guarantee his own safety.

He decided to join after checking the player profile for this game, without explaining why.Wei Zixu made full preparations for his absence, backed up the voice library, and asked Peng Min to play the recording according to the situation.Design each player's DEATHTHEATER, lighting, sound and bionic robots into the established program, so when he saw other players for the first time, he knew how each of them died.

This feeling is very strange, because the process of Wei Zixu interacting with other people is to watch them gradually move towards the death penalty designed by him.

However, the information only records the crimes related to the player's evasion of legal justice, and there are no more details, such as personality, hobbies, and living habits, Wei Zixu doesn't know anything about it.Now facing them face to face, it seems that the characters in the data have added flesh and blood, and they have become fuller in front of his eyes little by little.Thinking of him being able to sit in the audience and appreciate the players' reactions during the DEATHTHEATER, even Wei Zixu couldn't help but look forward to it and get nervous. After all, killing a living person is far more shocking than killing a piece of paper.

After becoming director, Wei Zixu began to understand Umbrella and why he wanted DEATHTHEATER to open so much.

Of course, besides guarding against malicious shareholders and audiences, Wei Zixu now has to face a difficult teammate.

At the end of the year, he watched Wei Zixu change his clothes eagerly, and seeing that Wei Zixu had no time to greet him, he walked in as quietly as a chicken, and sat down on Wei Zixu's bed.

Wei Zixu had never seen such a righteous person who trespassed on other people's rooms.

Nian Wei was sitting comfortably, and when he looked up, he found Wei Zixu staring at him with a hesitant expression.Needless to say, he must have been fascinated by his new look, and in the end of the year, he brushed his hair casually, leaving Wei Zixu with a 45-degree profile.

Wei Zixu came to his senses and said, "What hairstyle do you have?"

At the end of the year: "How is it? Is it suitable for me? She is mature and handsome."

Wei Zixu: "What's so handsome?"

"You said you were a director," Nian Weiji tactfully changed the topic, "What are some of Director Wei's masterpieces, I'll go and enjoy them."

When it comes to his business, Wei Zixu smiled commercially: "It's not a masterpiece, they are all low-budget movies, whatever themes are high-grossing. You can just search for 'Director Wei Zixu'. But these little freshmen recently Meat acting skills are not good, and I can't perform the effect I want, so the ratings are quite low."

"Oh, that's right." Wei Zixu picked up the hair dryer again, as if he had thought of something, and added: "The electronic equipment here cannot connect to the Internet. I checked it in the computer room just now, and only the local area network can be used. I guess you can't find it. .”

"That's a pity." Nian Weiji said without sincerity.

While Wei Zixu was blowing his hair, he looked up Wei Zixu's room.The entire room has a fan-shaped layout. The bathroom is large and tidy. There is a large wardrobe near the bathroom door. Facing the mirror, Wei Zixu is standing between the wardrobe and the mirror to dry his hair.Looking at the interior of the room at the end of the year, the fan-shaped outer edge is the floor-to-ceiling windows on the entire wall. The curtains are light and thin, and the lush plants can be seen outside the window.The overall tone of the interior is light gray, the striped carpet is soft to the touch, and it is also equipped with a humidifier with its own plant aroma.The configuration of this room is very similar to the one in Nianwei, maybe other people's are similar.

Compared with other floors, the ground floor is designed much like a resort hotel.

Wei Zixu dried his hair, put on a short-sleeved hoodie, put on a pair of loose sports shorts, and pointed out the door with his thumb: "Going to eat?"

"I want to eat!" Nian Wei agreed.

At the end of the year, he followed Wei Zixu out of the door.In fact, Wei Zixu's habits haven't changed. In private, he doesn't pay much attention to clothing and appearance. He dares to go downstairs to buy food with square pants and sandals.But thanks to his innate advantages, he looks pleasing to the eye in square underpants at the end of the year.For example, now, Wei Zixu is walking in front of him in sandals, with the scent of the plants in the room on his body, his strong eyes, and his enviable thick black hair, which makes him feel like yesterday sense of familiarity.

"Director Wei is the first person I know to be in the entertainment industry." Nian Weiyi said: "But Director Wei feels very simple, not like an insider."

Wei Zixu didn't change his face: "In our entertainment circle, it's popular recently to return to basics."

The essence of DEATHSHOW is a murder reality show. Wei Zixu has always pursued its entertainment, but this is the first time he calls himself an "entertainer".Wei Zixu thought about it carefully. His job is to design eye-catching programs, which is equivalent to being a producer. That is indeed half a foot into the entertainment circle, but it always feels different from the entertainment circle in his impression.

"Don't you think this is like a resort?" The two walked up the brick path and asked at the end of the year.

The path is spacious, the bricks and stones are embedded in the soil, and green moss grows between the gaps.Benches were placed on both sides of the road, behind which withered palms stood.The entire facility maintains a constant temperature of 22 degrees. At the end of the year, he took off his white coat, unbuttoned his black shirt at the neckline, and wore a pair of gray striped suit suspenders. He was walking beside Wei Zixu looking around.

Wei Zixu replied, "Well, a little bit."

The end of the year: "I haven't had a vacation for a long time, and it feels good to be here on vacation."

Wei Zixu smiled, and looked at the playground model: "Why would anyone want to go on vacation here, it's almost as good as running for their lives."

Nian Weiji said, "Escaping is not about working endlessly until death. Life outside is not much easier than here. They all want to escape outside, but I think we have escaped here from outside now."

His words left Wei Zixu a lot of room for extension, as if he wanted to chat.

It was okay to want to chat at first, but when Wei Zixu moved his tongue, his mouth was full of blood.He went out and put a white towel on his shoulders, and he would wipe it off after a few words. The white towel was covered with blood plum blossoms.The end of the year was chattering on one side, Wei Zixu folded the towel to the side of the shoulder close to the end of the year, emphasizing its presence.

"Director Wei, the way you put on the towel..." Nian Wei has been keenly aware of it, "It looks like Mr. Jing just got out of the shower."

What kind of wink does this man have!Wei Zixu, son of Jing, was just about to have a fit, and at the end of the year he laughed and said the next half of the sentence:

"When you become an old man and I have nothing to do with my pension, I will take six or seven baskets of starlings to Taoranting to meet. The summer in Beijing is hot, so we will each wear a white sweat towel and walk the birds."

Wei Zixu paused, the unspoken words stuck in his throat.Tao Ranting was near his elementary school, and he was familiar with every plant and tree. The scene of the two old men walking with birds immediately came to mind.aged?Wei Zixu never thought that he would grow old. He had no expectations for his future, nor could he imagine it.But at the end of the year, he said casually, it is such a specific life.

What surprised Wei Zixu even more was that he didn't hate that kind of life.

"I cooked instant noodles, so you can make do with it." Mick took out two plates of instant noodles, mixed them with curry cheese sauce, and pushed them in front of Jin.

Jin poked the noodles with a chopstick in one hand, but he couldn't do it no matter what. Mick couldn't stand it anymore, and put a fork into her hand: "Don't use chopsticks, I don't even know how to use them, let alone you."

So Jin changed the fork to poke the noodles, the noodles slipped through the gap of the fork, and the soup splashed Jin's face. Mick could only stand up, hold her hand and teach her: "You insert the noodles like this and turn around, roll up a lump of noodles, and you can eat them in your mouth, you know?"

After Mick taught, Jin tried a few times, but in the end he still found it troublesome, so he used both hands and words, which made Mick frown and lose his appetite.

"Really, you're not good at using your brain, you're not good at talking, you're not even good at eating, what are you good at?"

At the end of the year, the two entered the hall on the second floor. In the entire hall, only Mick and Jin were there, and they were eating noodles under the umbrella by the fountain.

Jin turned his back to the two of them, his head was about to be buried in the plate, and he probably didn't eat very well. Mick sat across from her, his brows were already high, and the shadows in his eye sockets deepened, covering his emerald green eyes.

At the end of the year, he felt that there was something different about Mick, so he took a closer look.The temperature in Europe is low. When he came here, he wore a knitted jacket, but now he has changed into a T-shirt with a pointed collar. His arms and chest are muscular, and he has a broad shoulders and a thin waist, and an inverted triangle figure.

"I didn't realize before that he has such a good figure." Nian Weiyi said, but Wei Zixu didn't get a response, so he turned his head to look.

Wei Zixu's eyes went straight.

It was only late in the year that I remembered that Wei Zixu was like a muscular man and a fat woman, and he dated all of those types when he was in college.

Wei Zixu and Mick had some disagreements in "King of a Thousand Kings", but he didn't care about that at all, and walked straight to Mick.Nian Wei has been brought back some bad memories, in the past, every time there was a man or woman who fit Wei Zixu's eyes, he would leave Nian Wei in this way to find some fun.But he got used to it at the end of the year, and went to get food from Song He by himself.

"eating?"

Wei Zixu came to Mick's table and asked in English. Jin continued to eat noodles unaffected, but Mick didn't like Wei Zixu, so he asked "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. Seeing that you are eating noodles, I want to ask where you got the food. Song He only has desserts on him, and I don't like sweets."

"There." Mick pointed to the kitchen cabinet, "fast food is in the cabinet, frozen food is in the low freezer, vegetables and fresh food are in the double-door refrigerator."

"Well, thank you." Wei Zixu thanked politely.He has rich experience in teasing people, and there are ten thousand ways to keep the conversation going, but now is not a good time, because his mouth is full of blood, as if talking with a tadpole in his mouth.And Mick was brooding over losing to him, with hostile eyes.

After Wei Zixu finished asking, he wisely left their table and walked to the open kitchen.

Song He's wax figure has various types of desserts, ranging from fudge to Buffett's ice cream, and even has a chocolate fountain in his left hand.At the end of the year, he put strawberry tarts and vanilla cakes in his arms, put them in a delicate small saucer, and poured himself a cup of concentrated rejuvenating milk. Wei Zixu could smell the sweetness five meters away.

Wei Zixu's mouth was light, too sweet or too salty to swallow, at this moment, he bypassed Nianwei in disgust, went to find a box of solid seaweed soup in the cabinet, and heated it up in the microwave.

"There's one thing that I find strange. It's about the DEATHTHEATER." Nian Weiji said, successfully attracting Wei Zixu's attention.

"Song He's DEATHTHEATER, everything got out of control in the end, and only Anya kept her original appearance." Nian Weiji gave an example: "If Anya is turned into a horrifying and infiltrating image, it will bring Song He psychological pressure. Isn't it better to torture Song He?"

"Using projection, the director can easily do it. But he didn't do it."

Nian Weiji guessed: "Perhaps the image of the little girl is a beautiful thing in the director's heart, and he is not willing to tarnish it at all."

When the microwave time came, the timer kept ringing, but Wei Zixu didn't seem to be able to hear it, and his attention was all on the words of the end of the year.

"If that's really the case..." Nian Wei has dug out a strawberry and put it in his mouth.The fresh strawberries are sweet and juicy, and the eyes are slightly squinted in enjoyment, and the strawberry juice is stained on the lips, which is very bright.He stuck out his tongue to lick off the cream from the corner of his mouth, smiled and said to Wei Zixu:

"Our director is a childish guy."