CHAPTER XLVII

The man with glasses walked over to the computer in front of the classroom. The dim candlelight seemed out of place in the surroundings at the moment.

The man with glasses thought about it and didn't rush to put out the candle. After all, there is no special hint about candles in the script, but it is not excluded that this tiny light source will have other roles in later plots.

The remaining three all found their seats and took their seats. They all followed the usual habit of going to the cinema to watch movies, and chose a place in the front row that tended to be close to the middle and sat down.

The man in glasses put the candlestick aside, pressed the power, and turned on the computer.

At this time, the large screen behind him also lit up along with his operation, and the picture on the computer was realistic.

When the desktop of the booted computer is displayed in front of the man with glasses, there is only one folder on the desktop, and the name of the folder is "Movies".

"This boss seems to be very caring, and he directly put the movie in such a conspicuous position." The man with glasses sighed that Chen Mo's design was very good, and at the same time moved the mouse to the folder.

"Huh? Wait, why is the recycle bin in this computer different from the normal recycle bin? "The man with glasses noticed something unusual about this computer before he clicked on the folder. The normal recycle bin is in the style of a white trash can, while on this computer, the trash bin icon is more like a jar.

Driven by curiosity, the man with glasses didn't go to 'open the movie' first, but clicked on the recycle bin.

The contents of the recycle bin are quickly presented in front of the glasses man's eyes.

"I'll see what this boss has deleted first."

The contents of the recycle bin were not Chen Mo's privacy as the glasses man thought, or the leftovers of the film. In the upper left corner of the Recycle Bin, there is only a plain "txt" file, and the name of the file is "Act III".

The man with glasses was very happy when he saw this document, but he didn't expect that he would find the script by mistake. But he thought about it, his script clearly said that after the second act, he would have to rely on his personal performance to act, and he didn't say that there was a script for the third act.

The man with glasses became more and more curious about what story the boss had designed. He immediately clicked "Restore" and restored the file to his desktop.

He excitedly clicked on the script for the third act, but when he saw what was inside, he was dumbfounded.

"Die, die!! None of you will survive, you will all die here, all, all of you!! "The script is not as detailed as the one in their hands, but only this short line of words. But the impact of this line of content is much greater than the script in their hands. The man with glasses was really taken aback by this line of words.

"That's the script for the third act? Could it be that in the third act we are all going to die? Wait, we're still going to play the dead? Or are we really going to die here? The boss deliberately didn't give us the script for the third act, but deleted it, so he didn't want us to know that we were all going to die in the third act......"

The more the man with glasses thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he had a very bad premonition in his heart that this game was not as simple as he thought. And he vaguely feels that this boss is not quite right, if this script is what he really thinks in his heart, then this person is likely to be a madman! This madman is going to kill everyone!

But after thinking about it, he doesn't have any evidence that this boss is going to harm them, maybe this script is a point deliberately designed by the boss, deliberately let the person who turns on the computer see it, and then create fear for the people involved in the game, increase the realism of the game, and make the player's feelings more real.

The man with glasses simply doesn't speculate and scares himself. He closed the file and opened the movie that the four had asked to see in their script.

The film was shown on the big screen, and the man with glasses returned to his seat under the podium.

"What are you doing up there, grinding for so long." The blonde girl whispered to the bespectacled man beside her.

"I saw a strange file. No, shouldn't you be able to see what I'm doing on my computer? The man in glasses said, gesturing to the big screen on the podium.

"We can see it, but we see that you put the mouse on the folder of the movie, and you don't click on it for a long time, and it is stuck motionless, and we think it is a computer stuck." The blonde girl said lightly.

The blonde girl didn't think it was a big deal, but it sounded like a thunderbolt in the sky to the man with glasses.

So I was the only one who saw the script for the third act? Why didn't they see it? Was that boss intentional?

Thinking so, he looked up at the location where he had just controlled the computer.

At this point, the movie has already begun, but the lights suddenly flicker.

At the moment when the light flickered, the man with glasses saw in a trance that there was a red shadow on the place where he was standing just now!

Fear, fear of the unknown. At that moment, the man with glasses was a little unconvinced that his eyes were seeing the real scene.

After a flicker of light, the classroom went dark.

"Did you see that? Just now, where is the computer? The man with glasses didn't care about the script at this time, and asked the three people around him loudly.

"Script! Lines! The blonde girl next to him pulled him and reminded him in a whisper.

"Don't care about the script, it's not the same script here, answer me quickly!" The man with glasses was anxious at this time, and wanted to immediately confirm whether he had read it wrong.

"No, I didn't see anything." Short-haired boys don't care. "I didn't want to act according to that script for a long time. It's not interesting at all, what an upgrade, it's still so boring. ”

"Eh, I still want to experience the joy of being an actor, so I'll ruin you like this, forget it, watch a movie, it's not in vain." The long-haired girl said unhappily.

The man with glasses was a little relieved when he heard the answers of the three people in front of him.

"Am I mistaken? Maybe I'm too nervous. The man with glasses sat down slowly at this time and calmed down a little. However, he still looked in the direction of the computer from time to time, for fear that something would appear again.

At this moment, a row of words slowly appeared on the screen: Remember to turn off and wait when watching the movie, no loud noise, thank you for your cooperation.

"Heh, it's kind of like that." The short-haired boy smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the entire classroom suddenly went out.

"What's going on, tripped?" The blonde girl spoke up.

"It's not tripping, didn't you see that the screen in front of you is still on?" The long-haired girl next to her reminded.

"I'll take a look." The short-haired boy slowly walked to the switch of the overhead light, pressed it a few times, and the light did not come on again.

"Forget it, if it's not on, it won't be on, and it won't delay watching the movie anyway." The blonde girl shouted in the direction of the short-haired man.

The short-haired boy returned to his seat and waved his hand.

At this time, the man with glasses on only one side looked at the direction of the podium motionlessly, but he didn't dare to breathe. Because at the moment when the lights went out just now, he saw the blood-red figure again.