On the way home from the hospital, Chen Gou deliberately let his "wife" walk in front because he didn't know where the so-called home was.

The child kept his head down and looked pitiful, while the mother was still chattering and complaining that the doctor was unscrupulous and that it would cost so much money to prescribe such a little medicine.

Glancing at his "son" with a little distress, Chen Gou began to observe the surrounding environment.

He, named Chen Gou, has been a very steady person since he was sensible, and he has always felt that his name is very spiritual.

Only by holding on can you win, and it is precisely because of holding on to it that you can survive two acts, one of which is a horror type script.

"It seems that this time it should be an ordinary plot book, it's okay, it's okay, if it's really haunted like last time, I can't help it."

Chen Gou believes that he is a lucky person.

In the village, there are three types of scripts, single-person, three-person, and five-person.

The first time he participated in the act, it was a single book, and that time, based on his feelings, he guessed a murderer casually, but he didn't expect to guess it.

The second time, I was a little unlucky, and I got a five-person book, and it was still a horror type script, in which, there were really ghosts.

That time, he followed the trend and voted one of the actors as the murderer, but unfortunately, they all guessed wrong.

But thankfully, it was not him who died, but another actor who cast the wrong murderer.

This time, he meets the trio Ben. Although the number of participants in the trio is small, they have two confusing options.

These three people are not like a single person, the murderer will definitely not be the character he plays, but he needs to reason, to find out who the murderer is and find out. is not like the five-person book, the murderer will only hide among the five actors who participated in the script, guess it, the murderer will die, and the other four actors will survive; If you guess wrong, if only one person guesses wrong, then the actor dies directly. If you guess more than one person wrong, you will die at random.

In the three-person book, the murderer may be a character that exists in the plot itself, or it may be a character played by an actor.

In short, no matter which number of people in the script, there is a high probability that one person will die.

Thinking as he walked, Chen Gou soon arrived home with his "wife".

After the child was reprimanded, he opened his schoolbag and obediently began to write his homework in the study.

It was noon, and his wife hurriedly tied up her apron and began to manipulate lunch.

Chen Gou scratched the back of his head and began to look at his "home".

The house is not very big, about 100 square meters, the decoration is average, it is an ordinary family.

After looking at it like this for more than ten minutes, a woman's roar came from the kitchen: "Come and serve the food if you are idle and have nothing to do!" Rice! Every day, none of the father and son made people worry, I was really blind at the beginning! ”

Chen Gou smiled and walked into the kitchen obediently.

He didn't dare to be disobedient, and he didn't dare to lose his temper, because everything had to go according to the direction of the plot, and once it was destroyed at will, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But what will happen, Chen Gou doesn't know, the last time he was acting, he heard other actors mention it, so he silently remembered it in his heart.

However, with Chen Gou's character, he will not try it casually.

On the table, the aroma is bubbling with steam, whether it is white rice or freshly cooked food.

The woman turned around and shouted at the study, "Come out and wash your hands and eat." ”

In the study, a very soft child's voice came slowly: "Mom. . . You eat first, I'll finish writing one more point, and I'll go over as soon as I'm done. ”

Hearing this, Chen Gou nodded, thinking that this kid was really well-behaved, but the woman at the table yelled: "You write a fart!" When it's time to write, I don't be active, I want to eat and pretend to shout that I want to do my homework, hurry out and wash my hands and eat! ”

"Oh... The little boy drooped his head, walked out aggrieved, and walked towards the kitchen.

Chen Gou frowned slightly, he heard the little boy mutter: "Last time I came out to eat immediately, you said that I thought about eating when I was doing my homework, and I wasn't serious at all, this time I wanted to finish writing and eating, and you said this about me again." ”

Mother, who was instantly angry, was distributing chopsticks, but suddenly knocked the chopsticks on the table hard, and shouted at the top of her voice: "You are still against the sky?" Is it wrong to ask you to eat? How did you still learn to talk back? You love to eat, don't eat today! ”

The little boy was washing his hands with the faucet on, and he heard the sound of water "banging", and he could only see his back, not the expression on his face at this time.

Chen Gou was stunned for a moment, he felt that he had to play his duty as a father at this time, so he cleared his throat and said, "Okay, don't say a word, let's eat, come over and eat after washing your hands." ”

The woman glared at him, and he instantly lowered his head and began to pick up the rice.

The little boy sat back at the table, not knowing what he was thinking, half-bowing his head, unable to see his face clearly.

He holds chopsticks in his small hand and puts white rice in his mouth.

The mother's brows furrowed again: "What? Temper tantrum, huh? Just eat rice and not vegetables? Who is pretending to be wronged here? ”

When the little boy heard this, he immediately took a piece of vegetable and put it in the bowl.

"Really, say a word and move, like a piece of wood, I really don't know how I gave birth to you, you look at the child of Aunt Liu's next door, he is a year younger than you, he is like something, and he will help the family clean the house. Look at you again, it's all about having a meal, and you still need someone to invite you. ”

The little head was raised, tears were in his eyes, and his mouth was slightly open, as if he was about to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat but choked back.

The expression on the mother's face slowed down slightly, she put a piece of braised pork on the plate and threw it in her child's bowl, and said, "That's right, eat well and study hard." Mom and Dad are all for your good, will we still harm you? ”

Chen Gou was silent, he just suddenly remembered his parents, these words, it seems that he had heard them before.

It seems that many parents are like this, and they will always feel that they are right.

They think they respect their children and think they understand their children, but they don't know that this kind of PUA-like repressive education is crushing children.

For the trivial matter of playing a game, there are different versions.

For example, if your parents think that you are doing well because you play a game, then several arguments will be involved.

So-and-so is better at learning than you, does he play games? If you answer playing, then your parents will say, "That person can do well in the game, why can't you?"

If you say no, then the answer is needless to say.

If, at this time, you retort that a classmate doesn't play games, but he still does worse than you, once you say something like this, it's over.

Parents will immediately yell at you: "You know that you are worse at studying, why don't you compare with others who are good at learning?" You see who is who, why can you take the first test, why can't you? ”

However, Chen Gou won't say anything, because he knows that this is a play.

This scene is the story of a certain unlucky guy who was caught in the village.

This "village of acting" will only "invite" hated people to the village with scripts, and then every day they will stage a play that they have personally experienced and then adapted.

In other words, the scene he is currently experiencing, in whom exactly has happened, with only a slight change.

A piece of braised pork was put in Chen Gou's mouth, chewed and swallowed slowly.

He felt sorry for the original experience of this play, but it had nothing to do with him.

The little boy was wronged, he knew, but, it had nothing to do with him.

He just wants to wait, wait for the plot of this scene to continue to develop until the climax, and all he has to do is to survive the first half of this scene peacefully.

"Well, this braised pork is delicious."

After a while, Chen Gou spit out this sentence.