Xie Chi looked down and his pupils shrank slightly.

[Key points of human setting: Do not change the death. ]

Xie Chi's gaze stayed on this sentence for several seconds, cursing in a low voice.

This is a horror variety show. "Finger" is another ghost story. Whether the protagonist of the ghost story is human is still a question, but his character has bullied the protagonist. Isn't this looking for death? This character sounds very bad at first, and it must be completely dead according to the original trajectory. Now add a "deadness", and even the chance of redemption is cut off. No wonder the story requires simply "to live". Because there is no room for him to turn around at all, there are many restrictions, and it does save time. He only needs to walk the plot with peace of mind and find a way to survive.

The app rang again-

[This story is a cute short grab book, enough clues are collected, the operation is in place in one step, and the film method is immediately adopted to enter the next scene. Please hurry up and move forward quickly to complete the first level. ]

Grab this?

Movies with a compact structure for reasoning generally have valid information in every frame. Either shake people to set characteristics or shake a coherent plot. When the information is in place, the scene will be switched immediately. The rhythm is very fast. If you rush to move, you will delete everything. The meaning part is a ppt-style linking story, a little drama, scene by scene.

[Friendly reminder, in this story, your role-playing degree, operation, and time spent are all included in the addition and subtraction items. The first one who successfully passes through the level will receive an additional 20 points. ]

...

[Human book? That was terrible, it must be terrifying, this person is set up to pull hatred and let Gao Le take revenge]

[Gole is the six fingers, right? Seems to be a ghost now? ]

[Hey, I’m afraid, I don’t read this story, I’ll wait for the next one]

[Girl touches, it's all short stories, very fast]

[Hahahahaha bad youth pool, how does this person set him up? I feel like he must be behaved when he was in school]

...

[Requirements for the first act of the script: ask the actor to provide relevant information about Gao Le. Gao Le is a junior at two levels below you. ]

[The time is not limited. After the app detects enough information, the second act will automatically start. ]

Xie Chi sighed secretly, this is really an actor, but I don't know if Lu Wen is so naive.

[The plot opens. ]

The guy on the side threw himself into the sofa, raised his head and said comfortably, "Ah", he glanced at Xie Chi, took out the cigarette box from his pocket, and threw a cigarette to him: "Sneak me Dad, he can't find one less box, so you can smoke it too."

Xie Chi took the tossed cigarette and looked at him. The man was as thin as a monkey and looked malnourished. It is estimated that the family's financial situation is quite poor. His hair is sloppy, curled naturally, and sticks to his scalp, a bit like Teddy.

Xie Chi accepted the request not to be ooc.

Xie Xinglan asked, "Do you need me to play this role?"

Xie Chi hurriedly said, "It's no longer possible."

Xie Xinglan's voice sank: "Don't believe me?"

"Well, I don't believe it."

"Huh?" Xie Xinglan's voice was faintly dangerous.

"I'll do this kind of small scene," Xie Chi paused, and said truthfully, "I'm afraid you will act as a gangster, or you will gather people to take drugs."

Xie Xinglan: "..."

The skinny monkey leaned over and polished the lighter to light his cigarette. Xie Chi took a deep breath and leaned on the back of the sofa comfortably: "It's **** cool."

[Huge change in painting style? !]

[Five yuan a pack of cigarettes, the effect of smoking out Cuban cigars hahaha]

"Nima, don't bark, her face looks high|high tide." The skinny monkey patted his knee.

Xie Chi raised his eyes provocatively: "You are high|high tide, so virtuous?"

He laughed and spread his legs: "Would you like to sit up and let me meet?"

The skinny monkey was stunned and blushed: "Your mother is stupid, sick. I think the girl is going crazy!"

Xie Chi sneered, "It's not because you look like a babble. Anyway, it's dong. Where do you get in?"

[I can't hear me]

[He's so **** fucking up]

[Swearing is so good]

[Who remembers his politeness, worri]

There was a lot of laughter in the box, and they all looked at Xie Chi on the sofa seat: "Xiao Chi is so awesome?"

The skinny monkey was choked, with a face of shame and angrily: "You **** want to go to heaven?!"

"Don't be poor with Laozi," Xie Chi flicked the soot and asked casually, "How is Gao Le?"

The thin monkey was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

A man next to him was holding a microphone and howling ghosts and wolves. Hearing Xie Chi talked about Gao Le, he was excited and stopped and said, "That kid Gao Le, I said he came back after cutting his fingers. He is more clever and he knows on his birthday. Ask us to come here and buy us. Before, I was just a promise. I was angry when I saw it. We deserved to bully him. Sure enough, the extra fingers are bad luck. He hasn't just cut it, and his head is bright..."

Xie Chi's face instantly became overcast.

Gao Le is the master of the severed finger, and it seems that the severed finger is the extra finger, the sixth finger. Gao Le should not bear the bullying of their senior gangsters, and finally chose to go to the hospital to cut off his natural sixth finger. After returning, he replied with virtue and invited them to KTV to participate in his birthday, as if he wanted to reconcile with them.

But things are definitely not that simple.

Xie Chi successfully brought the topic to Gao Le.

"That's weird? If it weren't for Chizi's question, I didn't even notice, that kid went out to get the cake for so long, what's up?" A boy in the plane said impatiently.

He glanced at the beer on the table, his Adam's apple rolled, as if he couldn't bear it, he was hungry and thirsty.

Xie Chi looked down, Gao Le went to get the cake, it seemed that he should be able to see the protagonist Gao Le soon.

"Why don't you speak?" The skinny monkey bumped his arm, "Is it a bit too embarrassing to think of what you did to him before?"

Xie Chi thought about idioms and snorted, "What did I do? Did I not do anything?"

"You have to point your face, it can all depend on it," the thin monkey tweeted, "threaten him with a brick, and say that if he doesn't pay you, you can smash his little finger to treat him. This is not you. what?"

"Compared to what you did, I just played a prank on him, and black eyes on his forked thumb while he was asleep, two-headed Medusa, creative, isn't it?" The thin monkey pulled out the broken screen. The old mobile phone that was lost showed a photo to Xie Chi.

In the photo, Gao Le is sleeping on the table, his right thumb is drawn with a snake eye with a marker pen that cannot be washed off, and a snake letter is drawn on the joint between the nail piece and the thumb. The picture is accompanied by deformed fingers. Evil again.

He glanced at the side timidly, his back felt cold, "I'm sick!"

"Shit," Xie Chi extinguished the cigarette with his bare hands, performing an airdrop of the trash can, "boring."

The skinny monkey said "cut" and chatted with the buddies who could appreciate his art.

A guy with a tattoo on his hand said: "He is really poor. I asked him for money to go to the commissary last time and touched his whole body. Only two yuan is enough to buy a can of soda, and the kid still trembles. He said tremblingly, his mother gave him a dollar a day, so he should be raised as a primary school student? He didn't make money from him and invited us to play."

Xie Chi thought secretly, looking at the background of the story, it was probably the consumption level of ten years ago.

Someone said: "Then we will play tricks on him in the future? I feel a little guilty if he shows good things like this now."

Xie Chi remembered the person’s “death without changing”, and his tone was extremely violent: “A few guilt, we didn’t really hurt him, so I just frightened him, he cut it himself earlier, so we won’t catch him. Bullying, why is he being bullied? Doesn't he find some reason from himself?"

Several other people in the box were shocked by these three views, and then laughed and praised: "It's still the pond that is right. If Nima is weak, don't blame us."

[Hahahahahahaha, my **** boss, righteous and kind? How did he survive the zombie movie? ]

[Everyone is so stiff over there, just here hahahahahaha, the style of painting is amazing]

[He compiles information quickly]

[My pool boy really sees ghosts and talks]

...

After talking with these people for five minutes, Xie Chi’s cell phone rang--

[It is detected that the information you have obtained is sufficient, and the next scene opens. ]

...

[Wow, he is number one! ! ]

[The honest man over there Lu Wen replied in a shame, hahahaha, he is so difficult]

[Youjing has also entered the next scene! ]

[Eh, Youjing is a little greasy to seduce a girl]

[What about the black cat and the white cat]

[Xie Chi is more grounded]

[Who is this show more oily than anyone else, I laughed to death, there is also an exaggerated acting with too much force hahahaha]

["Horror Skewers" has always been a funny variety show, don’t you know? ]

[Chi Zai don't oil, right? ]

[Ren Ze is coming soon! ]

...

Xie Chi looked down at the script on the phone.

[Requirement in Act 2: Eat cake. ]

The box door opened, and Gao Le came in with the cake.

Xie Chi looked up and saw that he was a handsome boy, thin and small. Once he met Xie Chi, he immediately lowered his head deeply, looking shy and introverted.

Xie Chi raised his eyebrows, and the protagonist with severed fingers looked quite normal.

Gao Le wore a pair of white-washed sneakers, his clothes and trousers didn't fit well, and they hung empty on his body. It seemed that someone else was wearing unwanted clothes.

Xie Chi's brows were frowned. Why would you invite a group of them to come to this place if you are so struggling? KTV is charged by the hour. It is estimated to be a few hundred smaller for a night. It is mainly beer on the table. Generally, KTV does not allow you to bring alcohol in. If you buy it, you should say less than a few dozen bottles, plus birthday cake. It costs nearly a thousand yuan.

Gao Le's parents were like that, and they would give Gao Le a dollar a day. They would definitely not give Gao Le nearly a thousand dollars all at once. Where did Gao Le get the money? Stole?

Xie Chi moved his gaze down and landed on Gao Le's right hand. The stitches on Gao Le's right thumb had been removed, his fingers were still a bit swollen, and the scars on it were scary like centipedes.

Gao Le felt Xie Chi's unbridled look, and silently hid his hands behind him.

A group of unscrupulous teenagers waited to be hungry, and when they saw the cake coming, they started to make noises.

Xie Chi blew his whistle frivolously, feeling that he was reflective.

Gao Le came over, put the cake on the coffee table, stammered and said something pleasing, and finally said: "I made the cake by myself. I hope you don't dislike it."

"Made by yourself?" Xie Chi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Hmm." Gao Le seemed a little afraid of him, his voice as low as a mosquito.

"Yes, it's kind of virtuous." Someone on the side teased him.

Gao Le took apart the cake, silently cut the cake into beautiful portions with a cake knife, and distributed them to everyone.

The requirement of the second act is to eat cake.

Xie Chi was holding a piece of cake, sitting on the top of the sofa, dangling his legs, and staring at Gao Le's every move while eating. He always felt something was wrong.

Xie Chi's eyes moved down, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Gao Le, who was handing a cake to the thin monkey, turned out to be...no shadow.

Xie Chi's heart jumped suddenly. It was obvious just now.

Gao Le felt Xie Chi's gaze, and the machine slowly turned his head, and smiled at Xie Chi, meaning unknown.

At that moment, the red wall in the box reflected the cake that Gao Le had not given time to hand to the thin monkey.

The cake is obviously a sandwich, and the reflection on the wall is a woman with long hair!

Xie Chi lowered his head, glanced blankly at the nearly half-eaten cake in his hand, his eyes gradually deepened.