Give somebody the creeps

Loud and piercing, it hits the heart.

It was a memory that had been imprinted in the DNA since ancient times, and with the support of the two-channel stereo surround sound, the sound that kept echoing in her ears caused the convulsions of Fujiwara Chika, and at this moment she finally understood the good intentions of her ancestors.

There is only one capital "" in her heart!

This sound is one of the conditioned reflexes of human beings to avoid the dangerous situation left behind by evolution, and when it appears, it means that the danger must be escaped.

Chika Fujiwara's amygdala, which was designed to deal with danger signals in her head, was already shaking wildly, but the rope tied her tightly to the chair and couldn't move.

Fortunately, Ishigami gave Yin Ino and Chika Fujiwara about 3 seconds to play.

It's good to stop at a shallow taste, otherwise you will die.

Chika Fujiwara, who got a respite, gulped down the fresh air like a suffocating fish. (The ball in the mouth has air holes to make it easier to breathe.) ）

Compared with Fujiwara Chika, Yin Jingye's movement is much smaller. She sat very quietly in her chair, her head bowed, and there was a lot of crystal clear stuff flowing from her mouth.

But this is precisely the most embarrassing appearance of Yin Jingye's performance, because she has fainted and is unconscious. Maybe if you take off the blindfold, you can see the child rolling his eyes.

Countless sharp blades kept sliding next to Yin Jingye, as if they were about to puncture her eardrums. Having never heard such an outrageous ensemble, Yin Jingye's brain was directly on standby out of protective measures.

But in the last moment of fainting, she was still thinking about it

"How is this different from what Xiaobo said?"

"Abominable stone."

But this is not to blame Yin Jingye, after all, the sensitivity of the sound capture of this machine brought by Shi Shang is directly full, and with that specially designed headset, the effect is not as simple as 1+1, but a geometric level improvement. Originally, the original intention of the production company was to bring people the most extreme and enjoyable intracranial ASMR experience, but he didn't expect that there would be a customer like Ishigami who would become a prop for the punishment game in his hands.

Two minutes have passed since the overall "punishment game", and the real torture takes up only a dozen seconds of these two minutes.

Very good results have already been achieved

caused casualties of one "death" and one injury of the "actor".

The culprit Ishigami looked at Yin Ino and Chika Fujiwara, who had fainted, and reluctantly put down the props (torture tools) in his hands.

"It's a real headache, I seem to have messed up again."

The frowning little bowl took off the headphones on his ears, pushed his glasses and calmly analyzed

"Xiaoyou, in fact, this level is still within the scope of endurance."

"It's Miko and Fujiwara-senpai, their ability to bear is too weak."

"No, I'm already introspecting, little bowl."

Ishigami hugged the bowl, rubbed her hair and sighed.

He didn't tell Xiaobo: Actually, you will think it's okay, that's because I adjusted your frequency to a state that people can normally bear.

Xiaobo didn't make any mistakes, and Ishigami wouldn't have persecuted her too. Just when she offered to participate in this punishment game as well, Ishigami tampered with Xiaobo's headphones. While the power is adjusted to the minimum, a certain degree of bel canto effect is also added.

After Ishigami opened the back door to the bowl, the frequency of the sound played was about 1,000 Hz. This frequency is the limit of what an ordinary woman can reach by screaming loudly, to the extent that she screams to the point of changing her voice at the end.

Xiao Bo's ears had just taken the blow, and she was already frowning.

Then Yin Ino and Chika Fujiwara, who are seven times the size of the small bowl, have to endure the pain of 7,000 hertz is unimaginable.

Generally speaking, people can hear 20,000 Hz, but at a frequency of about 5,000, which is the most sensitive band of the human ear, it can be heard most clearly. For example, if the frequency of a piano is 4000 Hz, people can enjoy music very well. It's a regular frequency, and the scraping music on the stone doesn't have a pattern so it sounds quite torturous.

No, Yin Ino still hasn't come to his senses, and Ishigami stepped forward to look at the girl's "embarrassed" appearance.

He helped Yin Jingye take off the blindfold, but unfortunately he didn't. The girl in front of her was red around her eyes, and her delicate face was stained with tears. With the decorative ball on the mouth, it seems to have a hint of squeeze.

"Alas, poor lost lamb."

He lifted the rope tied to the back of Yin Jingye's head, grabbed the rope next to the ball and put it in a water cup. (It's not that I don't want to grab the ball directly with my hands, it's just that it's all Yin Jingye's saliva and it's a little troublesome.) ）

"Save it first."

"I'll ask Yin Jingye if he wants to keep it as a souvenir."

"Here, Xiaoyu."

"Okay, thanks."

Ishigami took the tissue from Xiao Po's hand, and then helped Yin Jingye wipe her pale little face, looking quite haggard.

Yin Jingye, whose whole body had lost its restraints, was still asleep like a fragile porcelain doll, and Ishigami picked up the girl princess and put it on the sofa behind him.

Yin Jingye's mobile phone was set to face unlock, and then Ishigami plugged Yin Jingye's own earphone cable into the phone and took it out of the pocket of her skirt and connected it to the most precious collection of the little miscellaneous fish.

When Ishigami heard several different gentle male voices coming out of her headphones

"You're so cute~"

"You've worked hard~"

"You're always the best!"

......

Still can't help but appear full of black lines, Yin Jingye, this guy is really hopeless.

But he still knew that it would become like this, and it wasn't all a matter of Yin Jingye being crooked. This child has been growing up because he has been serious and does not know how to be accommodating, and he has really suffered from the white eyes and disgust of his classmates.

Good words are impossible, and it would be good if Yin Jingye was not complained about by those bad boys.

This has led to the fact that Yin Jingye now likes to listen to her words very much, so these words that can be recognized only by paying money are quite cost-effective in Yin Jingye's opinion.

The strange quotations accumulated over the years are stored in his hand, and this is Yin Jingye's second most precious treasure. (The first is that Ishigami Junior High School is a dried flower secretly stuffed into Yin Jingye.) ）

Even when Yin Jingye heard these voices in her sleep, a lot of smiles appeared on her bloodless face now.

It's like the last smile, and it looks like a defeated dog.

Ishigami rubbed Yin Jingye's head

"What an unlovely guy."

"Xiaobo, you can help me take care of Yin Jingye first."

Ishigami said to the bowl

"There's another one over there, after all."

Xiaobo nodded, very uneasy

"Don't go too far, pay attention to proportion, Xiaoyou."

Ishigami nodded as the bowl looked at him, and he replied

"Ugh."

"I know, I know, after all, that's the only actor on the stage right now."

"I'll cherish it."

In fact, Senior Sister Qianhua has an advantage over Yin Jingye, that is, there are many sisters and her parents are not busy with work. If she is bullied, and the bullying is too much, the family of Senhua will see that she is suspicious, then it is still unknown if the two sisters of Senpai Senhua will have a good face when they go to Fujiwara's house in the future.

Unlike Yin Jingye, who has been free-range since he was a child, it is normal for his parents not to come home for several months, so it is okay to bully a few more times a month once in a while. Anyway, no one knows (her current good friend is Xiaobo alone), and she can handle it very casually~.

Speaking of Yin Jingye, it's really miserable, no one hurts the head of the little radish exposed by the wind and sun. The only good friend was abducted by Ishigami again.

Oh, and she herself may be on her way to being abducted.

But that's the time to go!

The little trash fish has been suffering for a long time, and it should be sweeter.

The cheeky Ishigami shook his head, removing the strange thoughts from his mind.

"Senior Sister Qianhua, do you know it's wrong?"

Ishigami stood in front of Chika Fujiwara, and he took off the headset from Chika Fujiwara's ear and hung it around her neck.

Chika Fujiwara, who had seen the light of day again and had been released, angrily fired at the stone that was not aware of it.

"Bah, bastard."

"Humph!"

"Mr. Pervert!"

How could anyone do such a heinous thing to a girl?

Girls are used for pain, not for torture, right?

Youjun, this bastard guy, Fujiwara Chika is really convinced.

"Okay, I get it."

"Stop, Sister Qianhua!"

"Woohoo."

Chika Fujiwara, who wanted to continue to output steadily, was banned again because she had been stuffed back with Ishigami's hand again.

Ishigami lifted Fujiwara Chika's chin with one hand and looked at those blue eyes. The girl's eyes were full of indomitability and resistance, and if they could kill someone, the stone was now riddled with holes.

I am very touched by the stone in the eyes of Fujiwara Chika now, and when was her eyes gentle and honest. I never thought that she would look at him with such eyes now.

Learning is really a scary thing

Changed you, changed me.

I wanted to teach Sister Qianhua to study, but I didn't think about it. It has become the current development, and children who don't like to learn must be educated well. Only when you suffer from pain will you understand the pain of good intentions.

Ishigami said slowly

"Senior Sister Qianhua, why did you bother in the first place when you knew this."

He picked up a roll of film from the table that looked very super ominous and motioned to Sister Qianhua, and the film was covered with black fonts such as "seal", "desperate", and "recommended destruction".

The white tape exudes the breath of death, which is sealed with demons, and it is the devil's roar.

"Senior sister, I'm sorry for what happened to you, this is the final trial."

"Next"

"As long as Senior Sister Qianhua can survive this roll of tape, then Senior Sister, I won't have to ask about your future studies."

"After all, if you're tired, I'm tired."

"Learning is your own business after all, and others can't force it."

According to the cow to eat grass, the stone is particularly helpless. The efficiency of the small bowl is okay, and the basic solution ideas of the recent number problems are known. Basically, the first question is no problem.,Sister Qianhua's words.。 That is that progress is particularly difficult, especially in her Chinese. Obviously, Senpai knows five Chinese, but she doesn't know the slang of her own country at all. She has a solid foundation in other subjects, and Ishigami has helped her improve it, and in general, the problem is not very big.

"Hmph"

Chika Fujiwara snorted softly with disdain with her small nose, and she wanted to beat me Chika-sama with this little tape.

I don't think so!

How is this possible

Naive!

Because Fujiwara Chika finally came to her senses after a period of lingering. I feel like I've just come back from a lap of Santu River, as the saying goes, anything that can't completely defeat her will only make people stronger.

She's evolved again!

Ishigami decided not to wear earmuffs for Senpai Senpai this time, because it was the key to deciding to study. He had to see with his own eyes the defeat of Senpai-sanpai.

For this videotape, Ishigami is particularly confident.

It's a lore!

It is an exclusive treasure to Chika Fujiwara

However, there are still precautions to be taken before you can play it again.

Shi Shang handed Xiao Bo two earplugs and told him very solemnly

"Little bowl, it must be stuffed tightly!"

"Don't let go."

"In a sense, this is definitely the strongest spiritual pollution!"

Although it was specially put for Fujiwara Chika to listen to, there was always an accident when that thing was played, as if it was a hearing leak.

After confirming that both earbuds were in good condition, Shi Shang breathed a sigh of relief

This is a friendly soldier who cannot be injured by mistake.

Ishigami took out his headphones and put them on his head, playing his favorite music at maximum volume.

"Everything is ready."

He took the tape and put it into the machine, his eyebrows becoming very solemn.

Ishigami stared at Fujiwara Chika's face tightly, he had to turn off the phone directly at the first time when Senpai-senpai appeared with a face that couldn't do it.

Otherwise, a good "piano" genius is afraid that it will be destroyed in his hands.

"Here we go!"

As the center of this incident, Fujiwara Chika is still heartless. Full of disdain for this tape, no matter how powerful you are, can you be as strong as the anti-human scraping collection that Youjun made just now.

Chika Fujiwara heard

There seems to be a conversation in the murmur of "呲呲呲". However, at first, the signal was unstable and a little inaudible.

But soon this thing was restored

Chika Fujiwara's expression was slightly surprised

Because she actually heard the voice of a familiar person in it.

It was the voice of Yujun and Chairman Silver

But it's a little weird with the blessing of the tape.

Yuna Ishigami's hoarse voice rubbed against glass like the coarsest sandpaper and said:

"President, I heard that you are the hidden god of song in Hidechiin."

"I don't know if you'd like to sing a song and let me see for a long time."

Chairman Silver's voice was also very strange, as if he had been roasted by fire, and his voice smelled of decay and gunsmoke.

"Yale, Yale, who the hell spread the rumor."

"I know I sing well, but it's not that outrageous."

"But since you've gotten to this point on the stone, I'll do a song."

Killer Music

Fujiwara Chihana