And in front of the bar counter, a man had already sat...

He should be less than 30 years old, but he wore a "motorcycle jacket" that was popular 50 years ago, and his hair was also scratched to the "chaotic" style of that era. If he put some eyeliner and smoky makeup on it, it would be a very authentic "country punk style".

But fortunately, this guy has a clean face and looks so pretty, he can actually deserve the word "handsome", but the eyebrows always give people a very frivolous feeling.

At this moment, the man heard the sound of the door, turned his head, looked at Chen Xiao, and fiddled with an empty wine glass in his hand.

Well... handsome, frivolous, rustic aesthetics, if you can get here, your mind should not be too stupid, but your behavior looks careless, with the words "unreliable" written on your face, probably with a little declining arrogance and a familiar attribute... If you forcefully rub such messy elements together, is this character really okay?

Chen Xiao stood at the door and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, the conventional waved.

“Hi~~”

The smile that thought it was very polite appeared on his face again...

And the other party looked at Chen Xiao's "passionate" greeting

“Uh…hee…”

I had to wave my hand, and the "ache" hidden in my expression flashed by, and then I showed great politeness, and I even owed my body slightly, as if I had bowed. But... I guess I was also complaining about something in my heart.

Since the door is not far from the bar, Chen Xiao had already walked to the front of the stage during the time he said hello, and found a place not far from the "rural punk man" and sat down...

The two men just sat in an empty bar. Although they knew that this was just a temporary competition venue, the scene seemed quite awkward.

However... the two of them, as the parties involved, didn't seem to care about these things. They both glanced at each other from time to time, looking for opportunities to test each other.

A few seconds passed

"Uh... Hello!" The country punk man said first: "I don't know how many contestants will participate in this game, so why don't you and I get to know each other first. My name is "Ichiro Watanabe". I wonder what you want to call me?"

As the man said this, he revealed his name.

As for Chen Xiao, he was not surprised when he heard this highly representative name in the region. After all, this is an Asian branch, and he had known this result from the other party's behavior during that period and the unique tone contained in the "hi" sound.

"Hello, Watanabe... My name is Wang Billy." Chen Xiao nodded and replied, his tone intentionally catering to the other party's tone.

"Uh...If you don't mind, I can tell you what game you played in the last game... Of course, in exchange, I will also tell you my game project." He asked casually, and every time he said something, he seemed to nod his head politely.

Chen Xiao also responded politely: "Ah, it's a game called Black and White Games. I guess my own color from everyone's vote... In short, it's a pretty boring game. Hahaha." He laughed a few awkwardly.

"Oh, just like yours, it seems that every group of this game is the same...hahaha." The other party also laughed a little awkwardly.

At the same time, both of them cursed in their hearts: "Huh...shameless!"

...

...

Then, based on this question alone, both parties will understand that there is no need to test it anyway. Anyway, the other party has no fucking truth.

...The atmosphere returned to silence...

Fortunately, the embarrassment of two male comrades being alone did not last long.

I heard a "squeak..." sound.

An old-fashioned TV on the upper floor of the wine rack was turned on without anyone touching it.

After a few seconds of shaking, the screen turned into pure black. In the middle of this pure black picture, several white lines gathered together to form an... expression.

At this moment, the expression on this TV is like this:

^_^

...

"This...what is this?" Watanabe Jun looked at the expression on the TV screen, and didn't know what to complain about for a moment.

But at this moment, the TV actually... spoke!

"Participants in this Elite Thinking Finals... C-level personnel of the field group: Chen Xiao... C-level personnel of the field group: Yuto Tsujido."

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...

Well, it seems that there is no truth. The atmosphere on the scene is so awkward.

"Uh... Luckily..." The young man whose real name is Youren was exposed so thoroughly, and he didn't hide it. His polite temperament had been wiped out. He leaned directly on the back of the chair, stepped on the beam on the legs of the chair, and looked careless: "Your name is Chen Xiao, right?"

Seeing that the other party was not concerned, Chen Xiao must have been too thin, so he naturally grinned and said, "Yes, it seems that there are only two of us left in this game!"

The two of them looked at each other, their eyes intersected, and the quiet surroundings made people uncomfortable.

"Ah... although it's surprising, it seems that you and me are the only ones." Yuren said lightly: "But compared to those, let's take care of the thing in front of you first." As he said that, his eyes turned to the old-fashioned TV.

And at this time, the expression on the TV screen suddenly changed... into this:

(*￣0￣)

The young man who called Youren was shocked: "Nani? Is his expression still changing?"

As soon as the words were finished, the TV made a sound:

"Note, pay attention, the rules of this competition are reported below."

This sound is probably a neutral sound that is less than a teenager, without much electronic smell, and it sounds a little...well... cute when you close your eyes...

Both of them immediately restrained their expressions and voices. The rules should be nice. Although the TV style in front of them is curious, there is nothing that cannot be accepted after being in the foundation for a long time.

The TV continued: "Next, I will use movies, pictures, texts, and language to describe a story. Unlike the telling method of ordinary stories, the plot advancement, character information, or most details, clues and other elements of the story need to be purchased with "chips". You can also ask me questions about the content of the story, but for all questions, I will only answer "yes" and "no", and of course I can refuse to answer. Note that asking questions requires paying the corresponding chips..."

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...

After a few seconds, Yuren was still waiting for the next rule, but the voice seemed to be over.

"Are you finished?" He asked in a daze.

The next second, the TV made an extremely human voice: "Ah! It's over!" (′?ω?`).

At this moment, Chen Xiao finally couldn't hold it in.

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you a Cybertron disguised as an old-fashioned TV? Even in the novel, you won't have such a curious thing. Is your expression on the screen so out of the way? And what are your rules of the game? It's all messy. What is plot progression and detailed descriptions require chips to buy? How to buy? By pound? Even if you throw these away, you don't even mention the conditions for the victory of the game. Are you too irresponsible?"

...

After hearing the other party's long and long joke, Yuto Tsujido was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted and nodded quickly, expressing his agreement with these complaints.

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Three seconds of silence

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Afterwards, the TV slowly spoke, "Well... I think what you said makes sense!"

At the same time, its expression also became:(′-へ-,)

"Now, let me add the rules of the game. All the plots or clue value chips are determined by the highest executive of this competition, that is, me, and the chips to be delivered for each problem are also determined by me. As for the conditions for victory, it is determined by whoever first deduces the complete storyline, and who is the winner."
Chapter completed!