Chapter 178 The Eleventh Person (1)
Hearing this nickname, Yan Junze suddenly woke up.
A person who can bear such a reputation is, if not courageous, at least the kind of bold.
It seems that I have misread it. These two girls may be the two most courageous among the membership auditors.
Zhang Ying has a man's short hair, white short sleeves and jeans, looks very energetic. And Liao Jing was wearing sportswear, white net shoes, and a ponytail. She was also very lively.
"This is our president - Marton." Yang Yang pointed to the man with crew-cut glasses named Yan Junze sitting just now.
"There are two vice-presidents of the Weird Club, besides me, there is also Zhang Ying." Yang Yang said again.
Yan Junze nodded.
His eyes swept over the 9 people sitting one by one.
"Let's start as soon as you get ready." Zhang Ying said.
"Okay." Yan Junze began to think. There are actually many weird stories that he can tell.
While thinking, he noticed that each of these people couldn't hide their excitement, and their eyes turned around on him. It seemed that listening to the story was also a hobby for them.
After thinking for a while calmly, Yan Junze said: "Tell me a real story that I experienced, a story that I had to tell with my American teacher..."
"Hey, wait a minute." Yang Yang interrupted him and reminded: "We want to listen to weird stories, not those messy ones."
Yan Junze smiled, and continued: "She was possessed by a spirit after class that day, but I didn't know it. After class, I took the papers to be corrected for her to the office. She was the only one in the office at that time. Teacher... oh, and that possessed spirit..."
Yan Junze spoke in a leisurely manner, concealing the fact that he had to complete the task, and he did not choose to tell about other weird events that had been filmed and uploaded in videos, otherwise these guys who study weird things can't guarantee that they haven't watched these videos .
He described in great detail, from finding out that Teacher Zhang Tiantian was a little suspicious, to when he wanted to leave the office but couldn't, to picking up a pen for Zhang Tiantian, pulling out the ballpoint pen from her eye hole and stuffing it back in, delaying the time for the possessed spirit to completely control Zhang Tiantian , and finally drilled under the table to hide himself, until the final struggle, when the spirit eliminator appeared at a critical moment.
Original facts were similar, Yan Junze only changed some details, but the atmosphere of the whole weird scene was basically described in place, and slowly, a penetrating sense of silence permeated the activity room.
Except for Yan Junze's voice, there is no other voice at this moment.
After he talked about inserting the ballpoint pen back into Zhang Tiantian's eye socket, it was obvious that two boys who were listening to the story trembled slightly.
Until the thrilling moment when he was almost possessed by a possessed spirit, Yan Junze stopped at the end of the story.
The scene was quiet, and no one spoke for the time being.
Yan Junze noticed that, except for the two boys who just shook, the expressions of the others seemed to be very calm.
President Marton said, "Did you really experience this?"
"Well, it's genuine." Yan Junze nodded.
"Very good, but I don't think it meets the membership requirements." Marton shook his head. He obviously didn't believe it. He turned to the others and said, "The auditors present, please rate Yan Junze's story."
The so-called scoring means whether to raise your hand or like Yan Junze’s story. If more than three people agree that the story is horrible, Yan Junze can join the club smoothly.
But since Marton’s words have been said earlier, Yan Junze just wanted to laugh.
As the chairman, Marton has indicated that this story does not meet the requirements for membership, so he wants to see how other people score.
Sure enough, with the gesture of raising their hands, only two people, that is, the two who shook in fright just now, indicated that they could pass. Others, including Zhang Ying and Liao Jing, were indifferent.
Yan Junze had already expected this scene.
"Yeah." The long-faced man named Xu Yongqiang nodded, "It's a bit disgusting, I was disgusted by the ballpoint pen being inserted into the eye socket."
"Me too." Xia Kai raised his hand.
"Well, I failed."
Yan Junze shrugged and prepared to stand up helplessly.
Zhang Ying stopped him immediately: "Hey, don't rush away, you still have two chances."
"Yes." Liao Jing also said: "We can temporarily decide on the membership application, you still have two chances, try harder."
"Is that so?" Yan Junze looked at Yang Yang.
Yang Yang coughed, but did not speak.
"Well, I directly suspect that you all want to hear stories." Yan Junze laughed.
"One more thing, be sure to scare us." Marton smiled and didn't answer him.
Yan Junze thought about it seriously, nodded and said: "Okay, the following story is called 'The Woman Who Hanged herself'."
This is one of the two missions he completed in the rocky foot of the suburbs of Suncheon City. Compared with the disgusting mission of [Throwing Handkerchief], [Hanged Woman] is more focused on the horror of the heart due to environmental factors. .
Facts have proved that nausea will only scare a small number of people. Only psychological terror can touch the deepest fear in more people's hearts.
This time, he talked in more detail, especially focusing on the description of the internal environment of the dilapidated house, repeatedly including damp, dark, coffin, basement, hanging, long tongue, and the strange walking posture of the woman in white.
When he talked about reaching into the coffin and slowly taking out the rice paper that was pressed under the woman's body, it could be seen that the expressions of at least four people changed, and the other two hugged their hands tightly, obviously unable to hide it. Stay nervous.
The end of the story was changed by Yan Junze. After a series of thrilling events, he finally took the woman's body from the hanging beam in the basement.
End of story.
This time, it should be fine.
Yan Junze smiled and looked at the people opposite, including Yang Yang, Xu Yongqiang and others, and heaved a sigh of relief involuntarily.
There are definitely more than three people who feel fear.
Zhang Ying and Liao Jing glanced at each other. They looked calm, and turned to look at the chairman, Marton.
Marton reached out and yanked the glasses on the bridge of his nose, but did not speak.
Yang Yang and Zhang Ying whispered to each other, and then whispered a few words to Marton.
Marton raised his head and spread his hands: "I'm sorry, the story is indeed very exciting, but the horror atmosphere you created always has some deliberate suspicions, which is not very natural."
"Oh, so?" Yan Junze was surprised.
Everyone else smiles.
Marton also laughed and said, "Why don't you use up all three chances before telling the last story. From the perspective of diligence, even if the last one is not very scary, we will consider your membership application."
"Oh!" Yan Junze sighed, "Well, the last one is what you want me to say."
After speaking, he lowered his head first, and after about ten seconds of silence, he suddenly raised his head, squeezed out a smile, and glanced over everyone.
"Didn't everyone notice that there are 11 people sitting here all the time?"
(end of this chapter)