The Game Show of Death: Demons of Reason

Although this "scramble for points" was exciting, it didn't last long. Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Nian Weiji took a sip of his tea and complained, "Why don't you continue fighting, isn't there a winner yet?"

The hall was empty, and the soil on both sides of the masonry road was turned up, leaving traces of fighting.At the end of the year, he was sipping tea, and planned to go back to his room to take a nap after finishing this cup.

This floor is in the shape of a cylinder. The outer edge of the cylinder is surrounded by a circle of snow-white walls. The walls are uneven and vertically up and down. Each person's room is embedded inside the wall, leaving only one door on the wall.The dark green door echoes the green plants outside the glass corridor, and the color matching looks very comfortable.A small balcony protruded from the door, leading to the ground with stairs. At the end of the year, one would sit on the small balcony and watch a play.

At the end of the year, after drinking tea, feeling refreshed physically and mentally, he noticed a person coming down from the next room and went straight to his balcony.

It seems he has an unexpected guest.

"Your teammate is quite strong." Zhou Tong sat down facing Nian Wei, and praised Wei Zixu with ulterior motives.

Nian Wei has put down his teacup: "It's quite strong, as long as you don't attack me."

"Haha, you are afraid of him." Zhou Tong smiled, staring at Nian Weiji with a pair of fox eyes.

"No, what's so scary about him." Nian Wei has avoided this topic, and looked away.Zhou Tong noticed his guilty conscience, but he didn't expect this stubborn doctor to be quite defensive, so he suppressed his temper and talked about him.

"I just wanted to come and congratulate your team for being No. [-]," she said, "and make me regret not joining your team."

"It's just a fluke." Nian Weiji replied.

"How come, your teammates bet on their lives, who dares to continue betting with him?" Zhou Tong said, looking at Nian Weiji sympathetically, and said with a "tsk": "In this way, it's fortunate that I didn't join. I don't want to experience the feeling of being a knife."

The end of the year is silent.

Seeing that his attitude softened, Zhou Tong said further: "Are you guys arguing in the corridor? Your teammate... how to say, is too selfish. He only cares about your cards and the past, and doesn't care about his own affairs at all. How can people trust Ken to reveal it?”

"Don't say that, he has his own considerations." Nian Weiji whispered.

"What consideration? Did he mention it?" Zhou Tong disagreed: "I'm afraid he wants to use you as a shield again?"

At the end of the year, he couldn't answer, he held his breath and his eyes flickered.His calf was itchy, and Nian Weiji felt something rub against his leg all the way up.He raised one eyebrow and glanced down. Zhou Tong's legs were crossed under the coffee table, wearing only flesh-colored stockings, and he touched Nianwei's calf with his toes, dawdling back and forth ambiguously.

She leaned forward with her elbows naturally on the tea table, the gully on her chest deepened under the lifting of the table, her pink eye shadow was charming and flirtatious.

"Your teammate must be very popular with women. That kind of man is spoiled and doesn't know how to think in other places." Zhou Tong narrowed her eyes slightly. Much better, sincere, simple and easy to get along with. It is because of this that I am worried that you will be used by him and you will end up miserable."

She paused for a moment, then smiled vaguely: "Besides, your appearance is more solemn than his. Although you are a little conservative, you are more attractive to me..."

Nian Weiji frowned, turned to her, remained silent for a long time, finally made up his mind, and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

This man finally got the hang of it!Zhou Tong was overjoyed, and said earnestly and kindly: "It's just a small matter, it's not harmful to you or me..."

Chen Luyao closed the door.

It's finally started.Maybe the "King of Thousand Kings" was carried out under the violent oppression of the director, but the "point snatching" was completely a massacre initiated by the players voluntarily.From Xu Qixiang stopping Wei Zixu, to Jin joining the melee, and now Zhou Tong and Nian Weiji are plotting something, the maliciousness is like a snowball, out of control.

It's just that Chen Luyao never thought that others would succumb to DEATHSHOW so quickly.Did the director succeed in driving them crazy, or were they just out of order?Chen Luyao sat on the sofa, his whole body tensed, but he was already feeling exhausted after only one morning.

His team ranks low, so he doesn't have to worry about being provoked for the time being.But if the two teams at the back are going to grab points, doing nothing is tantamount to sitting still.Chen Luyao arched his body, wiped his face with his hands, and was hurt by the stubble.No one can be trusted, everyone is waiting for an opportunity, he has not had much contact with his teammate Qin Guican, and he has an intuition that that woman is not simple, and he must always be on guard against her.

Chen Luyao was alone in the room in a daze.When I came back to my senses, I didn't know how long it had passed.He got up and walked to the door, Zhou Tong and Nian Weiji were gone, maybe some kind of consensus had been reached, now everyone was leaving the tea to cool down, only the small tea table was left on the balcony.

Does he also have to join in this farce?

Chen Luyao sighed and called up the tarot card information.

On the front of the Tarot card, a puppet sits on the golden throne. The puppet holds a scale in one hand and a sharp sword in the other.

"The Justice: Where there is silence, I am justice."

The director used this card to mock him, and it was obvious that he had good intentions.

There was a wry smile on the corner of Chen Luyao's mouth.Perhaps in the dark, there is really a god watching every move of mortals.

Nian Wei has returned to his room, picked up the SLR camera from the desktop, connected it to Bluetooth, and imported the photos to the computer one by one.

There are ready-made electronic equipment in the entertainment room, and he brought one back to the room. He personally tested the performance of the product, and he plans to bring some more game equipment.

The photos were imported successfully, and when the year was over, the tree shadows faded. Wei Zixu stood alone by the glass wall, dressed casually, with a comfortable posture, and an impeccable smiling face. Wei Zixu tried to do this 11 years ago. At that time, he pretended to be a snake and acted on every occasion, but he would always relax his vigilance in front of the end of the year, revealing a trace of youthful vigor.

At the end of the year, he no longer hates Wei Zixu like that.

But in the second semester of his sophomore year, Wei Zixu changed schools suddenly and never appeared in the psychology classroom again.At the end of the year, I thought that he and Wei Zixu were fairly familiar. He should have told himself when he transferred to another school, but the number he called was empty, and all contact information was blocked. A person who used to get along day and night disappeared cleanly in the middle of the year. Not already living.

Modern communication technology is so developed, it is very easy to find someone back, but since Wei Zixu deleted all the contact information, he told Nian Weiji not to look for him, they still have a tacit understanding of this.At the end of the year, I continued to go to and from get out of class alone, stepped into the classroom, and sat in the empty first row to listen to the class.Occasionally thinking about it, he still didn't understand how he had offended Wei Zixu.

Just because he couldn't figure it out didn't mean he didn't have it. He had offended too many people.His character is not considerate, he has no winks, and he is obsessed with analyzing others and uncovering their psychological fig leaf.Maybe Wei Zixu couldn't bear him at last, and left without saying goodbye.

But at the end of the year, the feelings were weak, so he didn't take this matter to heart. Now it seems that Wei Zixu has completely forgotten it. When we meet again after 11 years, he still remembers Wei Zixu, but Wei Zixu no longer remembers him.At the end of the year, he had thought about what he would do when he saw Wei Zixu again, and the number one thing was to take pictures as souvenirs, leaving evidence that Wei Zixu actually existed, not some kind of imaginary product.

It's just that there is a gap between Wei Zixu in the photo and the one he knows.Wei Zixu is now flawless, with no flaws to be found.

For Wei Zixu, this might be a good thing.

Nian Wei had finished sorting out the photos, went out, and tiptoed to Wei Zixu's room.The light in the room was dim, the curtains were drawn, and Wei Zixu lay on his side on the bed with his hands in front of him, breathing evenly, like a small animal in hibernation.

"Fell asleep?"

Nian Weiji asked softly, but no one answered.He consciously sat on the chair opposite Wei Zixu.

In other words, he never saw Wei Zixu's sleeping face during school, and the two of them didn't share the same bed, and Wei Zixu didn't allow him to enter his dormitory casually.It was the end of the year and now I saw Wei Zixu falling asleep, so I immediately sat down obediently and focused on observing Wei Zixu.

Wei Zixu was lying on his right side, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and the eyeballs under his eyelids were moving rapidly, as if he was dreaming.A layer of cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and his fingers curled up, as if trying to grab something.Nian Wei has leaned forward, put one hand on his knee, and stretched out an index finger with the other hand, pointing at the center of Wei Zixu's eyebrow.

"Did anyone tell you that you sleep very badly?"

He disappeared suddenly while investigating DEATHSHOW, and appeared in DEATHSHOW three years later for no reason.He has become all-round and exquisite, but he is haunted by nightmares, which makes him want to know more and more at the end of his life, what happened to Wei Zixu during the three years of his disappearance?

Wei Zixu woke up from the nightmare.He moved his body, the blanket covering his body was warm, and the smell of plant incense was calming.Realizing that he escaped back to the real world, Wei Zixu felt relieved and shrank his face into the pillow.

He hadn't fully woken up yet, and his nose smelled a faintly sweet scent, like a freshly baked pastry.Wei Zixu was bleary-eyed, peeking out one eye from the pillow, and saw a slender figure sitting carelessly on the chair in front of him.

Before his brain could react, Wei Zixu lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed, and waited for the battle.

"Are you awake?"

At the end of the year, he was holding a baking tray filled with small round cookies.Wei Zixu overreacted, Nian Wei dodged reflexively, the cookies slid aside, he quickly put the tray flat on the table, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, his eyes looked at Wei Zixu, his cheeks bulged, Like a frightened chipmunk.

"It's you?" Wei Zixu saw that it was him, felt a headache, turned his head and glanced around, this is indeed his room, "I didn't tell you not to come in without authorization—"

"Delicious!" Nian Wei had interrupted him, chewing the cookie in surprise: "These cookies are baked well, comparable to those on Song He."

Wei Zixu wanted to curse, but his tongue hurt so badly that he didn't even bother to speak.

The cookies are crispy and delicious, filled with white chocolate liquid heart, and Nian Weiji sucked his index finger contentedly: "This kind of cookie is called 'Margarita', baked by Xu Qixiang. But I have never eaten one with liquid heart, This is his original cookie."

He rolled his eyes and introduced: "Did you know that Xu Qixiang is a pastry chef, my dream job."

"How do you know?" Wei Zixu asked, his expression worried.

Nian Wei: "He said it himself. I met him in the kitchen. He just baked this plate of cookies. He probably felt guilty for hitting you. If he insisted on giving it to me, I reluctantly accepted it for you."

He ate while talking, showing no sign of embarrassment.

"But it's not convenient for you to eat. I do everything from beginning to end. Since I have collected it for you, I will finish it for you."

Wei Zixu was silent for a minute, then forced out a smile: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Nian Weiji said, "Oh, by the way, I sat on the balcony and watched when he hit you. I wonder if you noticed something."

Wei Zixu looked confused.

"It's Xu Qixiang—" Nian Wei has approached him and said, "He really resembles you in figure. If you don't look at his face, it's hard to tell the difference."

Before the end of the year, seeing Wei Zixu turn from confusion to contemplation, his brows were slightly frowned, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up.