June 4, 2022, morning.

Weather, overcast.

A dim light shone on Chen You's eyes, causing Chen You to wake up from a daze.

Through the light spot injected by the skylight, Chen You saw that he was in an empty dormitory.

There are four beds in the dormitory, three of which are vacant, only the one near the door is occupied by Chen You.

There was a faint smell of dirty alcohol in the room.

"Axi..."

Chen You sat up quickly, and then only felt his head swell, with faint pain, he understood that this was a hangover caused by drinking too much alcohol.

"I didn't expect that I did so many crazy things last night..."

The memories in my mind came up little by little. Yesterday, I not only conquered a few middle-aged young women with eloquence, but also taught the school teacher a lesson.

After Ye Zhiqiu left, he picked up a few more guests, and didn't go back to bed until 4:00 in the morning when he couldn't bear it any longer.

Picking up the phone that was charging beside the bed, Chen You opened it and found that it was nine o'clock in the morning, and he didn't hear the seven o'clock alarm clock.

Even, there were five missed calls on his mobile phone, all of which were from class guide Wang Feng.

He hesitated for a while, and finally called the other party back, saying that he was late because of a personal matter.

During the phone call, Wang Feng's class director's tone was a little angry, but he still told him to study hard and refrain from doing those irrelevant things.

While listening to the other party's reprimand, Chen You's heart was not fluctuating, and he took out the strange talk notes and glanced at it.

【Contractor: Chen You (13)】

【Lifetime: 2】

[Reading: 0]

[Strange talk factor: joy 310, anger 505, sorrow 391, resentment 582, fear 938]

[Message: Humans' heart of exploring the unknown will always be the best helper for the spread of strange stories]

Well, the strange talk factor has increased again, and all five emotions have exceeded 300. For Chen You, this is another three-day lifespan.

Hanging up the phone, Chen You did not go to school immediately, but went to the bathroom to wash off the smell of alcohol, and then grabbed the five hundred yuan bonus he earned last night, ate a lot in the breakfast shop, and then went back to the restaurant. I went to the nearby commercial street to buy a normal set of clothes, and made a clear distinction with the former turtle.

When Chen You arrived at the school, it was already eleven o'clock in the morning, which was the time for the third class.

Chen You made a report. The substitute teacher didn't say anything, but just asked Chen You to sit back in his seat. In her eyes, Chen You was just a good poor student. will not learn.

Ten minutes before Chen You entered the classroom, the get out of class bell rang. When the teacher left the classroom, the monitor Zhang Xin turned around.

"Chen You, why did you disappear all day yesterday?"

As the monitor, it is her responsibility to manage the classmates, so she immediately asked.

But looking at her expression, she didn't mean to blame, it seemed she was just pure concern.

"It's nothing, I just went to Wang Bin's house, but I didn't see his parents. It looks like his whole family has moved."

Chen You said casually, "By the way, monitor, are you sure the address you gave belongs to Wang Bin's house?"

"probably."

Zhang Xin was a little unsure, "This information was filled out by everyone at the beginning of the school year, so it stands to reason that there is no mistake."

Chen You nodded and said nothing.

After the last class, he lay on the desk, silently thinking about what he had experienced yesterday.

Everything that happened yesterday was so impactful that Chen You went to work in Sixth Heaven before he could fully digest it, and only then did he get free time.

Thinking of the white woman and the paper figurine yesterday, Chen You had a horrified feeling.

However, the paper figure is good to say, it is the embodiment of the strange story written by himself, but what about the white woman?

What the **** is that white woman?

Chen You has already experimented. After tearing up the strange talk notes, the strange talk recorded on that page will be erased directly. When he got the notes, it was blank. It stands to reason that there should be no ghosts in this world other than his own creations. Something is right.

unless…

A haze appeared in Chen You's eyes.

Unless, the world itself has all kinds of weird stories?

However, why can't these strange stories be found on the Internet? If there really are wild rumors in this world, it will definitely be passed on from ten to ten, but there is not even a trace of it on the Internet...

If there were, there would not be such a lack of horror culture in this world.

And that's not the most important thing, the most important thing is, why is that white woman at Wang Bin's house? If Wang Bin was the previous contractor, the notes he inherited would mean that Wang Bin was dead, because the rules of the strange talk clearly stated that only death could cancel the contract.

However, after Chen You inherited the note, it was empty. According to logic, the white woman said nothing should exist.

In other words, Wang Bin may not have died, and the contract holder on the note is someone else?

In the faint, Chen You seemed to have caught something, but when he thought about it carefully, that feeling disappeared.

It seemed that there was only a thin membrane left between him and the truth, but it was this membrane that covered him, which made him look like a flower in a fog, but he could never see the truth.

But in the end, one thing is certain, that is, from the clues that he has now, Wang Bin is like a lock, connecting all the clues together.

He is the key to everything. If you want to unlock this lock, you must know his whereabouts, whether he is alive or dead!

Thinking of this, for some reason, Chen You suddenly thought of the figure from last night, that teacher named Ye Zhiqiu.

He had suspected before that Ye Zhiqiu might have something to do with the X incident, but then he dispelled this suspicion. Going to work in the sixth heaven is a temporary decision, and it is impossible for the other party to get the news right away when he goes to work for the first time.

If the other party's news is so well-informed, then don't hide it yourself, just wait for death.

In this case, I might try it myself and ask the other party to help investigate Wang Bin. As a school teacher, she would undoubtedly be more efficient than herself if she came to investigate.

Chen You was lying on the desk and seemed to be sleeping, but these thoughts were churning in his mind like water.

Soon, it was time for school to dismiss.

As the teacher announced that the get out of class was dismissed, Chen You only felt that he was being pushed. He raised his head slightly, but saw his deskmate Wang Xiaofei looking at him with concern.

"Are you alright, are you sick?"

Seeing that Chen You had been lying on the table, he thought that Chen You was sick again or something.

"It's okay, just a little sleepy."

Chen You waved his hand, stood up, and left the classroom following the crowd.

But what I didn't expect was that Wang Xiaofei actually followed up this time. He walked beside Chen You excitedly and said in a low voice, "I also heard your conversation yesterday, and then I went to Yigao to inquire about it, and sure enough Heard similar rumors."

"Oh?"

Chen You turned his head curiously, "What did you hear?"

"A painting that can cry!"

Wang Xiaofei danced with excitement, "A pair of oil paintings that will randomly appear in various corners of a high school, whether it is a teaching building or a hallway of a dormitory, at least a dozen people claim that they have seen that oil painting, and I also heard that that The deputy oil painting will not only cry, but also scream!"

"You also believe in things that are spread based on falsehoods?"

Chen You shook his head, looking a little disinterested, "Most of the people were joking, saying that they saw an oil painting, and then other students, in order to be fashionable, also claimed that they had seen the oil painting, and as a result, they began to add oil and jealousy to the public. Get up, otherwise it wouldn't start preaching that oil paintings cry and then scream."

"What you said also makes sense..."

Hearing Chen You's explanation, Wang Xiaofei couldn't help but hesitate and said, "But you say it's a rumor without any evidence, isn't it a bit arbitrary? After all, if it's a rumor, how could it be spread so well and powerfully? "

"Then let me ask you a question."

Chen You chuckled lightly, he stopped, turned to look at Wang Xiaofei, whose face was full of pimples, "Have you ever heard that a teacher at UU Reading www.uukanshu.com encountered that oil painting?"

"Uh…"

Wang Xiaofei's excitement suddenly froze. He really only heard that the students encountered the oil painting, and the teacher didn't seem to have it.

"Look."

Chen You showed such an expression as he expected, "If this rumor is true, then not only students, but also teachers must have encountered it, and no matter how the rumors are spread, they are always from the perspective of students, so you still believe Is it real?"

Wang Xiaofei suddenly fainted.

Shaking his head, Chen You ignored the other party. He walked out of the school with the crowd, and in the hustle and bustle around him, he could hear 'Yi Gao', 'Strange talk on campus', 'Crying and screaming'. oil painting' and so on.

With the chatter, almost all of these talkers showed expressions of curiosity, excitement or fear.

Obviously, the bizarre stories written by those two stories have begun to spread in the major campuses of H City.

Looking at the excited students who were constantly talking, Chen You suddenly had a strange feeling.

Perhaps it was the various emotions of these people when they were talking about weird stories that were picked up by the notes and turned into a batch of criticizing rumors?

As the saying goes, thousands of people have thousands of faces. Some people find it funny when they hear this strange talk, so they contribute the factor of joy, some are angry, so they contribute the factor of anger, and others It's grief, and complaining and fear...

The five emotions of joy, anger, sadness, resentment, and fear represent the life of the society. Everyone has different attitudes when talking about strange stories. Therefore, there are strange stories that are obviously frightening, but they can still be heard. Harvest the gossip factor for the other four emotions.

This is probably the essence of the formation of the strange talk factor, right?