Until the bell rang for the end of the evening study, Chen You's thoughts floated back from the distant sky.

The classroom without the teacher's guard was instantly boiling, and countless students got up one after another. The sound of laughter, the crash of desks and chairs, and the sound of picking up books were mixed together, and the crisp ringtones were particularly harsh.

But for many students, this kind of noise has long been accustomed to.

It wasn't until most of the students packed up their books and walked out the door that Chen You slowly stood up and walked outside to breathe in the cold air, releasing the filth in the classroom all day.

He stood alone in the corridor, looking at the night sky that had completely plunged into indigo, and he was a little lost.

Habitually wanted to take out a cigarette, but his hand was empty in his pocket.

I almost forgot that now I am no longer the adult who stepped out of the campus, but a high school student between an adult and a minor.

Shaking his head and laughing, Chen You put his hands in his pockets and left the campus step by step.

Chen You didn't go home directly, but planned to use the school and the rental house as two ends to check the surrounding environment. As a prefecture-level city, H City was not too big or too small, and it was enough for him to take a walk. Fan it.

Chen You first came to the pedestrian street next to the school, where a brightly lit night market has been formed on both sides of the road, and mobile food trucks are placed on both sides of the street. Grilled sweet potatoes, squid skewers, hand cakes, and fried chicken fillets are all available.

In front of these dining cars, a group of teenagers and girls dressed in various costumes gathered, and the laughter and laughter that represented youth kept coming.

Because he didn't eat brunch, Chen You walked directly to a stall selling squid. He was just about to buy two skewers to fill his stomach, but he suddenly thought of something. He took out his mobile phone to check it, then shook his head and turned around. leave.

The balance in the payment software is not much, and I can only live until the end of this month. If I don't want to starve to death, I'd better save it...

Chen You thought silently.

"Hey!"

But just when Chen You turned his head to leave, a crisp female voice suddenly came from behind.

Chen You turned back subconsciously, but saw a girl with snow-white skin and a single ponytail walking towards him among the bunch of girls gathered next to the squid skewer booth.

"Chen You, this is for you!"

The girl smiled cheerfully. She was wearing a pink T-shirt and her lower body was the most ordinary school uniform, hiding her beautiful curves. At this time, she jumped up to Chen You, like a painting coming. The elf, and at the same time handed the two skewers of grilled squid that hadn't been eaten to Chen You's eyes.

"thanks."

Chen You smiled shyly, and reached out to take the skewer.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Zhou Ke Zhou Ke, are you using squid skewers as a token of love?"

"Come back quickly, our little cutie, don't be fooled by men!"

However, before the girl had time to answer, the group of girls behind her suddenly burst into laughter and coaxed, constantly calling the girl's name, and some of them even laughed.

Hearing the laughter of her best friend behind her, the girl's fair face instantly flushed to her neck. She glared behind her fiercely, then waved to Chen You, "No thanks, see you tomorrow!"

Without waiting for Chen You to reply, he ran back to the group of girls as if he had run away, and no longer had the courage to face Chen You.

"See you tomorrow."

Chen You nodded towards the girls with bold and curious eyes. He could tell that the laughter was more of a joke and ridicule, not malicious.

Is it Zhou Ke?

Until he walked out of the pedestrian street, Chen You silently threw the bamboo sticks into the trash can. He opened the list of class groups, rummaged a little, and sure enough he found the name Zhou Ke.

This Zhou Ke seems to be interested in the original body. Could she be the one who wrote Qianzhihe?

This thought only flashed for a moment, and Chen You denied it. The other party's expression was normal, and there was absolutely no resentment in Qianzhihe's "Go to hell".

But then again, it's time for me to find a way to make money...

Chen You suddenly had such an idea in his heart.

Different from the original body of honest Bajiao, although Chen You is also introverted, his head is bright enough. Instead of starving and feeding on those pitiful subsidies, it is better to find a job based on the experience of the previous life.

Of course, the premise is to solve your own lifespan crisis first.

After thinking a little about what kind of job is suitable for him, Chen You strolled around the supermarkets and parks near his home. After he was almost familiar with everything nearby, he saw that it was late at night, so he bought instant noodles and returned to his hometown. Xianli District.

When passing by the house, Chen You saw that the door of the next room had been sealed and completely vacant.

Without paying too much attention, the first thing Chen You did when he got home was to check the hair strands in the cracks of the door. When he saw that the strands of hair were not abnormal, he came home and took out the strange story notes.

【Contractor: Chen You (13)】

【Lifetime: 1】

[Reading: 0]

[Strange talk factor: joy 310, anger 458, sorrow 219, resentment 456, fear 899]

Sure enough, the campus is the best place for weird rumors to spread.

Chen You's eyes lit up when he saw the points of the strange talk factor. Unlike "Return to the Soul", "A Portrait of Crying" brought him a lot of strange talk factors in just one afternoon.

This kind of efficiency is not only saved by just being touched by one person. Obviously, the portrait has already begun to appear in all corners of the campus. At least a few people have seen the existence of the portrait, and this will be passed down to hundreds of thousands of people. , let Chen You harvest so many strange stories.

"Next, do you want to try the next weird talk?"

Chen You's originally gloomy face gradually became brighter, and the corners of his mouth were raised, showing a look of eagerness to try.

"By the way, the extra fear may have other uses..."

Seems to have thought of a certain key, Chen You quickly soaked the instant noodles, swallowed three or two into his stomach, and then ran to the closet to find a set of old clothes that were a little too large and put them on.

The original owner of this body was not wealthy, so he habitually bought one size larger for all his clothes, so that he could continue to wear it even if he grew taller.

After getting dressed, Chen You dangled in front of the mirror for a while, then put the hood over his head.

"In this way, few people can recognize me..."

Chen You thought for a while, then he found a piece of clothing to put on the outside again, making him more bloated, and then took out a disposable mask and put it on his face.

Then, he put the strange talk notes into the waistband of his trousers, and stepped out of the door again.

…

Two hours later.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and the whole city fell into a deep sleep, but in the eastern suburbs of H City, a strange figure gradually stepped into the place...

On the empty street, there are only street lamps that extend to the end of the night. A gust of night wind blows, bringing an inexplicable coolness to the midsummer. At the same time, in the shadows on the side of the road, a figure wrapped in thick clothes gradually come.

The night wind blew and blew the hood of this figure, revealing a pair of sharp peach eyes, shining in the dark moonlight.

Chen You tried his best to let himself walk in the deepest shadow on both sides of the road. When his feet were a little sore, he finally arrived at his destination, the No. 1 High School in H City.

Looking at the closed iron door in the dark, and the words of No. 1 High School above, Chen You took out the strange story notes and began to write a new strange story.

And this strange story, Chen You almost copied it from the previous one...

[Name]: A portrait that screams.

【Definition】: Paintings often entrust the will of the author.

[Declaration]: When a painter puts too much effort into a painting, the painting has spirituality.

[Architecture]: An unseen painting suddenly appeared in the campus corridor. No one knows who hung it. It sometimes disappears and appears sometimes. When people pass by it, they occasionally see it facing people. scream.

【Parameter】: Omitted

[Trigger]: Dongguo H City No. 1 University

At this time, after scribbling the above words, Chen You started painting again. With the light of his mobile phone, he once again drew the Mona Lisa oil painting on the back of the third page of the strange talk notes.

Finally, Chen You closed the note.

A burst of coolness poured out of his hand, and the strange talk took effect quickly.

After the strange talk took effect, Chen Youcai looked at the font that appeared on the cover of the note—

[Strange talk factor: joy 390, anger 530, sorrow 348, resentment 399, fear 750]

During these two hours, the points of the strange talk factor were still increasing, but not as frequently as in the afternoon, but at this time, the strange talk factor representing "fear" dropped by 200 points out of thin air.

Seeing the missing rumor factor, Chen You couldn't help showing an expression of "that's true". UU reading www. uukanshu.com

He still remembers that when he created the crying portrait in the afternoon, the strange talk factor consumed 300 points at one time, but now he only consumes 200 points while standing in front of the gate of the first high school in H City.

"Sure enough, the cost of creating weird stories will gradually increase with distance..."

Chen You murmured in a low voice, these two strange stories are almost the same, the only difference is that one will cry and the other will scream.

He had tested before that creating strange stories for other countries and cities would not work because the distance was too far. Only the city where he was located would be successful. At that time, he had two guesses. There is no consumption in the middle, and the consumption will only increase in the cross-region.

The other is that as the distance increases, the consumption of the strange talk factor will increase.

And today's phenomenon has proved that the second is correct, even in the same city, the extra distance will not be offset, but the greater the distance, the greater the consumption.

And Chen You's doing this is not a waste of money. No matter what kind of weird talk he creates, the column of fear will always be the most violent. At this time, the "fear" item in the weird talk factor is already a lot higher than the other four factors. Cut, I believe the proportion will be more exaggerated in the future.

Therefore, these extra strange talk factors can be used to conduct an experiment on notes.

This is what Chen You thought.

Once again, he figured out a hidden rule of strange talk, Chen You left with satisfaction, and walked back home for two hours again.

After taking a hot bath for himself, Chen You, after a hard day's work, finally lay on the bed, and fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow.

This is the day he has slept the most since he came to this world.