Chapter 402

Brother Hu first reacted, he stepped forward a few steps and patted Wen Jianyan's spine:

"Hey, are you okay?"

Wen Jianyan supported himself on the head of the bed with one hand, supported himself, and shook his head weakly.

He was already pretty, his messy black hair fell on his sweaty forehead, making him look younger and pitiful and unaggressive.

Sure enough, she is still a young man who needs to be protected. Although she has stimulated her maximum potential in desperation, her psychological tolerance is still not very high.

Brother Hu sighed and helped him to smooth his back.

But I can understand that even he couldn't bear the scene just now, let alone this young man.

Abao gasped heavily, stretched out his hand, which was a little cramped because he had just moved the chair, and slowly took two steps back.

"Brother, what should we do next when you say this?"

His voice was a little false.

"Just wait here?"

"No," Zhuozhe immediately shook his head.

He glanced out the door with lingering fear.

Outside the door, you could vaguely see several swollen and pale faces, one of which was tightly pressed against the window, staring at them with dark eyes without white eyes, blocking the already faint light in the corridor.

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"Didn't you see those opened doors just now?"

The swamp took a deep breath, forced himself to move his gaze away, and said very seriously, "Look at the moment, the door will open wherever the water is flooding..."

The dormitory is located in a relatively high position, so don’t worry about it for the time being.

However, sooner or later, the water in the water room will flood here. As long as their door opens, they will die.

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the dormitory was sank.

Everyone showed a very heavy expression.

On the side, Wen Jianyan still looked weak, looking at the shaking, as if he was about to fall down in the next second.

"Brother, how are you?"

Brother Hu was very worried, "Why don't you go to my bed and lie down for a while?"

Wen Jianyan pale his face and shook his head with difficulty: "No, no."

"Oh." Brother Hu sighed.

Yes, this has come true, who else can lie down?

But the next second, the young man in front of him pointed weakly at his bed and said embarrassedly: "I recognize the bed, just lie back on my own bed."

Brother Hu: "..."

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【Integrity first】Live room:

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“???”

His answer was really unexpected. Brother Hu didn't react for a moment. In just a blink of an eye, Wen Jianyan turned onto his own ladder, then bent down and returned to his own bed.

Only Brother Hu stayed alone.

What?

The other side.

As soon as Wen Jianyan got back to his bed, his pitiful look was completely removed.

He looked at his wet bed with disgust, rolled it directly with the sheet and the mattress, and kicked it under his feet.

Then, he took the backpack from his arms to the front, flipped out the cold draft paper from inside, spread it on the bed, and then found a pen from his bag, ready to write quickly.

【Integrity first】Live room:

“…”

“…”

"Grass, I'm so laughing. I'm just trying to fool my roommates into resting, just to go back to bed and study secretly??"

"Some inexplicably overly real operations."

Wen Jianyan turned his pen with his fingertips, staring at the draft paper in front of him thoughtfully.

Now the question is, what should I write after watching the review?

For people like him who treat lying as a meal, it is impossible to make a random review of 1,500 words, but the problem is, but the question is, will there be any pitfalls in it?

Wen Jianyan thought about it and decided to give it a try first. After all, the rating of this copy is here. In the case where the crisis they just passed by is in front of them, the possibility of setting up a card for them in such a place is not considered.

big.

He wrote tentatively.

The rustling sound of the brush tip and paper rubbing echoed in the narrow space.

Wen Jianyan didn't make any sense of writing. As soon as he finished writing, he went downwards without any hesitation.

【Integrity first】Live room:

"Ah? Now I'm starting to write?"

"What can I write about this? I'm so curious, the camera pushes forward!"

As if I heard the voices of the audience in the live broadcast room, the live broadcast room camera slightly moved forward and pointed at the draft paper.

The handwriting on the paper is very beautiful, with bones and joints, and smooth and elegant.

However, before the audience could start to appreciate it, they saw the title of his impression:

"Thoughts on "The Brave Richard": On Why Don't Be Too Brave in Horror Movies"

【Integrity first】Live room:

“…”

As the camera goes down, more content shows the coming of spring.

In the following text, he began to have a good reputation and quote a lot. In just a few minutes, he sorted out several major passages and argued from multiple angles, as a supporting role in horror films, the necessity of maintaining the instinct of cowards.

【Integrity first】Live room:

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"Practice it, and be consistent in appearance and inside."

As the pen tip slashed on the paper, Wen Jianyan felt that the surface of his chest and abdomen began to become hot, as if something sharp was rubbing on it.

"hiss."

He took a breath, turned slightly, and lifted up his top.

Under the faint light, the young man's tight and fair waist and abdomen rose and fell, tightened and contracted due to pain, and fine cold sweat oozed out of his skin, like satin.

The scarlet scratches gradually appeared.

Each line is like scratches, or it is like gradually forming strokes and words.

Blood seeps out of the scars and flows down the texture, with a broken beauty.

Wen Jianyan estimated his word count, then raised his eyes and glanced at the blood bar in the upper right corner of his body.

When the word count reached just over a hundred words, his blood bar dropped by 10 points.

As if I smelled the smell of blood, the swollen faces outside the door seemed to be restless.

The dark eyes were turning, and they continued to press their face towards the window, hitting the door panel one by one, pounding. The people in the dormitory were frightened and couldn't help but retreat.

, keep a distance from the door that looks very fragile.

Using the speculative mirror props to observe the person at the end of the corridor, he looked ugly and said:

"Hey, hey! Is it my illusion? The speed of the water flow seems to have accelerated."

The water flow that had just slowly flowed through the corridor ground accelerated at some point, and it flowed from the direction of the water room. With the hoarse "crunch" sound, more dormitory doors slowly opened.

One by one, the swollen faces were swollen and swollen, and walked straight towards the 404 dormitory.

Wen Jianyan also heard the panicked discussions of the few people below.

He took a deep breath and put his clothes back down.

Sure enough, his previous guess was correct. This draft paper was closely related to his own vitality. Even if he just wrote on it with a pen, it would have an impact on his body.
To be continued...