"Actually, you don't know at all. My IQ can't even analyze it. Can you?"
"Gong Ningqi, you are number one from the bottom in the class, and I am number 59 from the bottom."
"Master Liang, you just say that you are second to last. There are only 60 students in our class."
"Fuck you mentally handicapped, there are 59 students in our class, okay? I made a mistake just now. I am ranked 58th. Gong Ningqi, I seem to recall a horror novel I wrote by myself. The next plot is in a long time. In the dilapidated school, there are no walls around, just a wasteland, and countless desks and chairs are neatly arranged in rows, and at this moment"
"Master Liang, you are right, it really happened."
When Liang Jia raised her head, it was exactly in line with her description. In the school that has been in disrepair for a long time, there are no walls around, just a wasteland, and countless desks and chairs are neatly placed in rows, as if they are waiting for someone to visit.
"Let's take a rest here first. It is estimated that the hull will not last too long. For the return journey, we are already actively coordinating with investors to try to let everyone arrive home safely one day earlier."
"Who is the producer to lie to? It is completely impossible. The investor is on board, and he can communicate directly, and he will need to do work later. Let the investor give a good word. All of us are currently successful. With such a small person, the head is not upright and the face is not washed, except for the self-cultivation actor Kang Shi's own appearance, everyone is like begging for food, there is no need to continue traveling, it is purely desperate."
"Gong Ningqi, is the camera off now? Show me."
"Master Liang, you obviously know how to watch it, you can watch it yourself, I have to go to those tables, chairs and benches to have a good rest."
"I don't think it's off, but I want you to help me make sure. Gong Ningqi, don't sit down!!"
After Liang Jia's voice went down, all the members of the writer's reality show group were stunned, because the stool began to make strange sounds, and the weather gradually turned dark, everyone's mood seemed to become extraordinarily complicated.
"We are all going to sleep here? It seems very scary, otherwise let's go quickly."
"Calm down, you must maintain a good psychological quality. Those are all termites, they are eating trees, I don't want to scare everyone anymore. I wanted to create some suspense and continue to promote the novel, but now I don't need it. Unity is the last word."
"Writer Liang Jia, why do you know? What kind of horror did you come to our place? Could it be that you also wrote this kind of scene in your novel?"
"Let me talk about the number of people first, and then tell everyone, 1, 2, 3 58? Why are there two less? It seems different from the one in my novel. You can sit in peace. Maybe there are no termites, just the wind blowing It's rustling."
"Master Liang, you didn't count yourself. In my opinion, you should be the last one in the class. After all these years, I really wish to be the scapegoat all the time."
"Oh my God!! Wait a minute, everyone!! Don't sit down, let's see for yourself what's on the stool?"
"There are really termites!!"
"But, but in my novel, there are also 59 people who come to explore, but when they count up, it always shows 60. So, let's do it again now."
"1, 2, 360."
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