Horror game: opening scare system

What Zhang Xun said with a strange smile at the end made the director fall into a long silence and uneasiness.

And after teasing the director, Zhang Xun naturally didn't bother to say anything more, so he turned off his headset.

【Baby. 】

"Huh? What's the matter, Nia?"

[Don't you think you've changed a bit? 】

"Have it?"

【Well, it's just... after you enter this copy, it seems to be a little... scary. 】

"Scary? It's not scary at all. If you turn off your motherly love filter, you will find that I haven't changed at all."

"After all, although I look cute, I'm not a fool who only knows how to be cute and can't do anything else."

【...】

When Zhang Xun was arguing with Nia, who didn't know what was going on (probably because the mother's love filter was broken), whether he had become uncute, the barrage in the external live broadcast room also opened a new round, about Zhang Xun discussion!

:I'm coming!This is just right!This is the crazy and cute treasure hunt!

: I am looking to sweep the world with my appearance, wave the battle flag, kneel from all directions, and write the six-character "cuteness is justice"!

: But who is Treasure Hunt talking to now?After he turned off the headset, there was no one else around.

: Is it true that someone who does not know about treasure hunting is mentally ill?

: I would like to ask, is there anyone who knows treasure hunting in the real world? I want to know if he has registered it.

: I know Baohun, with a small body, fragrant smell, white and tender feet, icy and cool.You have to sleep in the same bed with me every day to be happy.

: Fuck off the sick upstairs, and dismantle my camera by the way.

You and I are still watching Zhang Xun's live broadcast, but didn't join the discussion.

At this moment, his sword eyebrows were already locked.

Seeing now, he felt more and more that what he said earlier, that Zhang Xun was a little crazy and his spirit seemed unstable, was the most accurate sentence in that passage.

At the same time, I also wondered whether the child had filed a record with the Public Security Bureau in reality.

In other words, is the place where the child lives in reality a mental hospital?

If Zhang Xun knew what you think about being separated by mountains and seas at this moment, he would definitely tell him very seriously with a cute and innocent smile on his face:

"Uncle, you guessed well, but I lived in a mental hospital in my previous life."

in the copy.

The end result of Zhang Xun's fight with Niya is that he is still as cute as ever.

After that, he actually went to school.

Everything that needs to be done will be done by Nia. He just needs to enjoy "life" in peace.

The school life in the copy world is flat and boring, similar to his school life in the real world.

But the food in the real world is much better than the school in the dungeon.

However, unlike Zhang Xun's smooth progress, Arthur's interview journey was not smooth.

Arthur has visited three companies since we parted in the morning, but none of them wanted him.

At this moment, Arthur was waiting anxiously.

In the humble room, he sat awkwardly on a small wooden chair.

Feet together, hands on thighs, fingers pinching pants.

There is a big table in front of you, and three interviewers are sitting behind it.

Arthur's eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look directly at these high-society leaders.

So he looked at the window behind them.

It was a nice window, very close to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and through the window you could see the street with the bustling people behind it.

There are many people, but it seems deserted.

It may be related to the architectural style, it may be related to the indifferent passing crowd, or it may be related to Arthur's current mood.

He moved his gaze up and saw the orange sea and sky, the sun was half set on the sea level, shining the warm light of evening, and a few residual clouds floated beside it.

This picture scroll is extremely beautiful, but somewhat bleak.

Arthur suddenly thought that the interviews of the first three companies were unsuccessful, and the discussions of the three interviewers in front of him were buzzing like noisy flies.

Arthur freed one hand and touched his trouser pocket, which contained his shriveled wallet.

There is not much money left in it.

Arthur's thoughts drifted away, thinking about where he should go to buy candy for Zhang Xun when he went home at night.

He doesn't want to buy too expensive candies, because he needs to live, but he also doesn't want to use some low-quality candies to make Zhang Xun.

"Fleck..."

"Mr. Fleck..."

"Arthur Fleck!??"

Arthur was awakened by the calling.

He shivered, at first he felt confused and bewildered, but when he saw the three frowning interviewers, the confusion in his heart turned into anxiety and nervousness, as well as a little bit of regret and disappointment.

"What's the matter with you, Mr. Fleck?" asked the oldest interviewer.

"No, there isn't. I'm just... a little distracted."

Arthur lowered his eyebrows, bit his lower lip, clasped his hands together uneasily, and stomped on the ground impatiently with his feet.

"I was thinking, I'm going to bring some candy home for the neighbor's kids at night."

"Oh, Mr. Fleck, you are so caring," said the interviewer.

"Thank you." Arthur replied, but the uneasiness in his heart did not subside.

"But I'm sorry, kind Mr. Fleck, we can't give you the job."

really......

When the interviewer said I'm sorry, Arthur knew that the interview had failed again.

He was obviously used to it, but his heart still seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer.

It seemed to be hung by something, and it hurt.

But he still has to support his family, so hurry up and find a new job.

I still have to run around tomorrow, so there is still a chance. Now is not the time to be discouraged, let alone give up.

Thinking of this, Arthur tried hard to control his sad face, and then smiled.

As his mother used to say, keep smile (keep smiling).

"Thank you for your time."

Arthur thanked the interviewer and started packing his things.

He packed his thin resume into his briefcase so it wasn't as dry as it looked.

Just when Arthur was about to turn around and leave, the interviewer stopped him.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Fleck."

Arthur turned around with a smile on his face, "Is there anything else?"

"That's right, although we can't offer you this job, we can offer you another job."

"However, the new job will not give you such a high salary, and it is much more tiring than this. I wonder if you would like it?"

Hearing what the interviewer said, Arthur asked in surprise, "Really?"

The interviewer replied, "Really, Mr. Fleck."

"Then I will," Arthur said.