Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Pierre licked his lips, and suddenly he smelled a fragrance:

“What a special taste.”

[Rule 4: Your sense of smell is very sensitive, far superior to other senses. 】

[Rule 5: If you find someone with a special smell, please take him to the kitchen, where you can get a serving of blood swallow. 】

Pierre remembered these two rules and began to search around the room.

Finally, Pierre picked up his underwear and smelled it.

Barrage: "Damn it, what are you doing? You look like an idiot."

"I'm crazy about myself, am I?"

"Could it be that after he fell out of love, he gave up on other people and fell in love with himself?"

The barrage became more and more outrageous and gradually moved in an uncontrollable direction.

Sometimes people are like this, a little stubborn.

When Pierre was normal before, not many people made fun of him.

Now he is not normal, but has attracted a lot of traffic. Everyone passing by wants to come in and watch for a while.

Then comes the arrangement,

Tell various things about this man based on your imagination.

In the room, Pierre went through some "smells" and finally confirmed that the smell came from himself.

It has a special smell to begin with, but the smell of oil paint on the face is too strong, and it gets confused during the day, covering up the smell.

Pierre didn't know how to describe this taste, but he knew that people who had this taste could get the so-called "blood swallow" by taking it to the kitchen.

That is a top-notch tonic, a good thing that everyone in the background covets.

Could it be that the reason why every chosen one wears oil paint is to prevent their own scent from being exposed?

Blood swallow is very beneficial to Hua Dan and guests.

The chosen one with these two identities can also be a blood swallow himself.

Pierre felt that he understood the crux of this copy, almost right here.

"The blood swallow is precious, and we don't rule out the possibility that someone will sell teammates in order to pass the level later."

"Therefore, in the early stage, it is still very necessary to protect your vest."

"The hole in the wall is for the chosen ones to exchange information with each other without revealing their identities."

"However, you have to make your own judgment as to whether the information is true or false, and how much you should believe in the information you receive."

Knowing this, Pierre lay down on his bed to rest.

After all, he is not a real actor. During the day, in order not to be noticed, he eats the same amount of food as everyone else, only a little.

At this moment, Pierre felt a little hungry, so he took out two dried meats from his pocket and ate them secretly.

The dried meat is very chewy in your mouth.

Drink some water, the effect is comparable to compressed biscuits, and you won't feel hungry soon.

Pierre stared at the palm of his hand after grabbing the dried meat:

“It tastes good, very delicious.”

"It tastes different from what I ate before. If I have a chance, I'll buy more from the Chosen One."

Pierre was surprised. He felt that his heart had not fluctuated for a long time.

But the taste of this dried meat was so delicious that it exceeded his expectation.

"The secret recipe must contain a mysterious formula." Pierre gritted his teeth and confirmed.

Liang Xing, who was following multiple live broadcast rooms at the same time, saw this scene: "..."

Hard to say, just outrageous.

……

Early the next morning, Xu Ye wanted to have a meal backstage with the actors, but Xiaoli said he didn't want to do anything.

Xu Ye thought for a while, then took out two pieces of dried meat and candies and handed them to her. He also ate a few candies to replenish his energy.

Xiaoli was moved to tears: "Brother, you are so kind. You didn't eat it yourself and left all the meat for me."

Xu Ye: "Haha, as long as you are happy."

The young Xiaoli still didn't understand the meaning of the word "haha", but she only thought that Xu Ye was a very good person.

……

Pierre was sitting backstage putting on his makeup. There was a play for him in the morning.

Pierre is quite experienced in makeup. He made some small modifications to the original makeup, raising the ends of the eyes to make the whole face more suitable for the character he plays.

At this time, the troupe leader walked in: "For the next show, we will play "Dream of Red Mansions"."

"A Dream of Red Mansions?" Pierre was surprised: "Didn't you sing "Sai Jin Hua"? Why did you change it temporarily?"

In Pierre's transmitted memory, he himself was "Chaohua" and his best song was Sai Jinhua.

However, the theater owner, who had greeted him with a smile two days ago, lost all his good looks at this moment and ignored Pierre.

All his attention was focused on the beautiful lady next to him, and he smiled flatteringly and said, "You will be fine."

Pierre understood that this was similar to acting, that is, you could praise yourself only to be cut off by others.

Pierre looked at the person who cut off the beard. He was sitting next to him. He was the one who had just started talking to him and was of about the same level.

He remembered that this guy had offended someone yesterday and was covered in bruises and swollen face.

It only took one night, and all the wounds were healed.

Moreover, I feel that both my skin and appearance are better than before.

It’s so amazing!

Pierre was surprised by this change and asked curiously: "Have you eaten blood swallow?"

"Humph." Hua Dan glanced at him proudly: "Only you are allowed to eat, not me?"

"Where did you get the blood swallow?"

Hua Dan turned her head warily: "You don't have to worry about it."

"Okay... okay." Pierre didn't say anything. He also knew that it would be offensive to ask too many questions about this aspect.

There are about eight or nine celebrities in the room, and with Pierre's ability, he can be ranked in the middle.

In a corner not far away from the room, a man stared at Hua Dan's scenery with a struggling expression on his face.

Barrage: "Damn it, Chosen One, don't be stupid, you can't eat that thing just by looking at it."

"Not a good thing."

"It's okay if you get it. You have to be careful when using it."

"How can you pass the level without eating while standing and talking? Do you think everyone is Pierre and has acting talent?"

……

In the stands, "Dream of Red Mansions" officially began.

Xu Ye sighed. He felt that the performances of these people were not as vivid as the ones he saw when he first arrived the day before yesterday.