My imagination has come true

Chapter 727 Game
Considering the complexity of the Gu family's dark pattern, Mu Qingyun, a cheater, had studied it for a full year and a half, and at most he was only at the level of 'English Level 4', not even Level 6.

From this point of view, the effort required to learn to write dark patterns backwards is enough to learn two more serious foreign languages, or to become quite proficient in listening, speaking, reading and writing.

It can be seen from this that these so-called 'rebels' are at least the kind with bright minds.

In fact, being able to be a rebel in several families, being a rebel for many years, and still not dying, jumping out alive and causing trouble for everyone, is not a simple person. He is either the darling of a big boss, or the disciple and grandson of someone who has been trained for many years. , in short, either the senior brother or senior sister who established the family, or the much-loved junior brother or junior sister.

Whether it's the Gu family or the Qiao family, it's not that they can't deal with these people, they just can't bear to be cruel. The elders feel in their hearts that their children just went astray for a moment. When they grow up and mature, they will naturally understand. He was the proud son of the family at that time.

Mu Qingyun remembered that Teacher Jia had complained, saying that what he hated the most was the task of clearing out these gangs. A bunch of old men and old ladies would shout louder than anyone else, but if you really dare to do it, , let these guys break their muscles and bones, the old ladies can tear you into eighteen pieces just like cutting out their own hearts and livers.

Qiao Qing held the card in her hand, her expression complex and cold: "God's favor?"

Countless images flashed through Mu Qingyun's mind instantly. She raised her hand to hold her eyebrows and frowned slightly.

God is high in the sky. It is best to never pay attention to mortals. There is no need for gods in the world. Every mortal can be his own god.

Qiao Qing thought for a while, then brought an incense burner over, stuffed the card into it, and watched it burn to black before having the burner taken away.

"These people are capable of making trouble. If you can't help but touch their things, don't touch them."

After the group had eaten and drank enough, Lou Fang took the lead in yawning, ran to Qiao Qing's office, and fell asleep on the sofa.

Although he was involved in such a thing, even though he was followed every day when he came and went, he was not affected at all. He was addicted to drama, so he caught Mr. Qiao and acted with him for a while, and spent most of his time writing. , reading, wandering around.

Several inspectors kept an eye on him for several days. Seeing that this man was eating, drinking, and having fun, and his daily life was not affected at all, they couldn't help finding anything, and they couldn't help but feel angry.

Xie Yong sneered: "The Qi-nurturing Kung Fu is really good. Such a person is not a fool, he must be a habitual criminal."

Mu Qingyun didn't know what the 'habitual offender' thought, but now she suddenly hoped that the Inspection Department would act more arrogantly, and just lock her in the Inspection Department's interrogation room.

She would rather battle wits with the inspectors in the inquiry room than open her eyes and come to such a strange and strange place for no reason.

Mu Qingyun was not in her company or Qiao's Building at this time, but in an old castle.

The castle seemed to be quite old. There were candles everywhere, the lights were bright, and the male and female servants were walking around in order.

She sat on the small sofa leaning against the wall, her eyes wandering around, but she didn't find Mr. Qiao and Lou Fang. Her heart sank. She originally thought that no matter what the situation was now, she should be with Mr. Qiao and Lou Fang.

This is not a sign of dependence. When she wrote scripts before, she was usually alone. Even if there were characters in the script that were very similar to Mr. Qiao and Lou Fang, they were just similar after all. She had long been used to facing everything alone.

But now she has always had a feeling that Mr. Qiao and the two of them were also involved, and they should be there.

Mu Qingyun was slightly distracted when he suddenly heard a noise coming from not far away.

"#￥%@￥, who dares to play with me like this? Humph, don't let me catch him, otherwise, I have to kill him!" The speaker was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy with dyed hair. With yellow locks and a face full of flesh, he was very fierce. At this time, he was pacing menacingly and roaring at everyone: "Hey, what are you doing? Who did this trick——"

Snapped!
Huang Mao's noise continued, and his head banged on the table. His nose and face were immediately covered with blood, and tears flowed freely.

"Don't make any noise. My sister gets migraines easily when she hears noise. Every time she gets sick, I always get very irritable."

Mu Qingyun blinked, and the person who pressed Huang Mao's head on the table was also a young man, twenty-four or five years old, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with an expressionless face.

He and the long, straight black girl sitting next to him should be from the same family. They have different facial features but very similar bones. Now it sounds like they are a brother and sister.

In addition to the brother and sister, Huang Mao, there was also an old man with gray hair sitting on the sofa. Plus her, there were five people in total. They were very out of tune with the nostalgic castle and people around them.

The elder brother of the two siblings didn't seem to take Huang Mao seriously. He paid no attention to it, clapped his hands and said, "Do you understand the current situation?"

Mu Qingyun shrugged and said: "I should have slept in my own room last night. When I opened my eyes today, I am here. However, I think, sir, you seem to know something."

'Brother' smiled, not as irritable as he showed, but nodded solemnly: "We are now in a game called 'God's Game'. This is probably a different space, not reality. Don't think about it. Just grab the door and go out, no need to think about looking for the inspection department."

The old gentleman looked surprised: "Game?"

"Yes, you probably came in after having come into contact with the media before, but how you came in is not important. What is important is how to clear the level and leave. There are dangers everywhere in the game, and various accidents can happen at any time. Once you die, you will die in reality. ”

Everyone looked at each other, not to mention Huang Mao, the old man had the word "sick" written on his face.

"Actually, I don't need to prove it to you. You are not fools. Faced with the current situation, you naturally know what to do."

'Brother' smiled and said, "Okay, let me continue. It's usually not difficult for newcomers to pass the game when they first encounter it. Oh, by the way, you don't have to doubt me. Although I know a little more, I still know everything. I heard it from a friend, and I am also a newbie.”

Huang Mao opened his mouth but didn't say a word. His eyes were spinning. He didn't really believe in the nonsense of the game, but he was a little scared.

The old man was even more confused, but after all he was experienced. Just by looking at 'brother's' expression, you didn't think he was joking.

Just when I was confused, I saw the big lights on the four walls light up at the same time, and a pair of beautiful people slowly came down the stairs on the second floor. The man was handsome, and the woman was beautiful and gentle. At first glance, they looked like an intimate and loving couple.

'Brother' suddenly fell silent, and all his attention was instantly focused on this couple.

"Are you the security guards that Dad found for me and Ayu?"

The woman smiled with two dimples and a sweet look on her face, "Then our safety depends entirely on you. The day after tomorrow, my husband and I will hold a wedding anniversary dinner. I hope the dinner can go smoothly and let all my friends Friends and family can all witness my happiness.”

The two dimples flashed before his eyes, and Mu Qingyun suddenly remembered that these couple... were clearly characters in her script!