Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 446

Chapter 446

On the basketball court, the change of possession of the ball means the reversal of offense and defense.

The moment Wen Jianyan received the ball, Wen Jianyan felt an invisible chill approaching from all directions, as if some invisible existence was approaching.

He started running immediately.

"You should know how to play basketball, right?"

Wen Jianyan turned his head to the side and looked at the crowd in the stadium.

The rest of them looked at each other and nodded hesitantly.

Since I chose this project, I naturally have a basic understanding of basketball, at least in school, or as a hobby, but it is limited to this.

A little, but not much.

Wen Jianyan saw their embarrassment, and he smiled slightly:

"It's okay, don't worry."

However, before the others could breathe a sigh of relief, they only heard the other party continue to say calmly and cheerfully:

"I'm about the same as you."

Oh, almost, then...

-Um? ? ?

Everyone was stunned.

Just now, whether it's his understanding of the rules or his shooting and dribbling, this guy seems to be very smooth and reliable at first glance, but what is he talking about now? ?

They looked at Wen Jianyan in disbelief, and could hardly believe their ears.

At this moment, the young man was running forward with the ball, his white shirt bulging in the wind like a bird flapping its wings.

Whether it is from the demeanor or the movement, no matter how you look at it, it seems that you are very good at this sport.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"? Are you kidding me?"

"Hahahaha the host is lying again."

"But the question is, is there any need to lie? Now he is not going to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. Everyone obviously listens to him. Why are you showing cowardice at this time?"

"It's over, isn't what he said true?"

It is indeed true.

Like the other anchors present, Wen Jianyan was at a complete beginner level in terms of basketball skills and mastery of basketball rules.

I know a little bit, I can pretend to be aggressive, and occasionally I can play handsome on the court, but I really don't have much ability.

Basically all supported by motor nerves.

The huge stadium is only illuminated by four street lights, otherwise it is dark.

Wen Jianyan looked away.

With the ball, he still runs at an unhurried and unhurried speed without fouling.

"You run ten meters forward."

Wen Jianyan patted the shoulder of the anchor next to him.

He turned his head slightly and looked to the other side: "Hey, you."

The anchor whose name was called panicked, and subconsciously turned his head to look around, only to realize that the other party was calling him.

"Go one meter to the left, then seven meters to the front."

Wen Jian said.

Each of his instructions is simple and straightforward, without any possibility of being misunderstood.

Soon, Wen Jianyan stopped.

The basketball exuding a cold aura was slapped on the ground one after another, making even sounds.

Wen Jianyan stood there calmly.

The others didn't know what he wanted to do, so they had to stay where they were, watching his next move.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"? Why didn't the anchor move?"

"I do not know…"

"Generally speaking, after getting the ball, shouldn't he dribble for a layup? Why did he stop in the middle of the field?"

"And isn't that illegal?"

The chill is closer.

Wen Jianyan felt that the skin on his arm was aroused by the boundless Yin Qi, and the hair on the back of his neck stood on end.

In the darkness, something malicious is approaching.

The line of sight can't catch it, and you can only feel its gradually stronger existence with your senses.

near.

The body's functions were reflexively sounding the alarm, cold sweat oozes from the palms, the heart beats violently in the chest, Wen Jianyan can even hear the sound of his own blood roaring.

wait a second.

"Hey, what exactly do you want to do?"

Someone has already become impatient.

They admitted that in the previous coping process, the other party's reaction was indeed beyond ordinary people, and it did bluff them for a while, but, under the current situation, they also handed over the control to the same pair to win a game. Someone with no experience in basketball... is somewhat sloppy.

Not to mention, the other party's current behavior is almost no different from suicide.

"Pass me the ball and I can carry it!"

Some anchors began to move around.

They urged:

"Hey, what are you doing? Talk!"

Wen Jianyan still didn't speak. He stared at a point in the air, seeming to concentrate all his attention on it. His body posture seemed to be relaxed, but it was as tense as a bowstring, as if it would be disconnected in the next second.

Marsh turned back and glared at him with a gloomy face: "Shut up."

Unlike other people, he has really dealt with the opponent and the opponent's teammates, and has seen his ability. In this case, if someone can really take them out, or even win...I'm afraid there will be no The second person.

Although I don't understand why the attitude of the swamp changed so quickly, but, as a good buddy who is loyal, Brother Hu and Abao also quickly opened his mouth:

"Okay, shut up!"

"You all don't move, just stand where my brother told you to stand, otherwise you will be against us, do you hear me?"

Due to the need to play basketball, the number of anchors present was not too many, and those who were on the same front as Wen Jianyan immediately took control of the situation. Now, finally, no one said a word.

boom. boom.

The regular sound of the basketball hitting the ground echoed throughout the field.

At this moment, Wen Jianyan's body was tense to the limit, his breath was short of breath, his eyelashes were trembling chaotically, as if he was resisting some kind of physiological instinct.

His eyes were focused on a point in the sky, as if he was watching something, but he seemed to be not looking at anything, he was simply "feeling" and "guessing".

A cold feeling rose from the soles of his feet, wrapping him tightly.

Under the palm of the hand, the originally smooth basketball seemed to start to change, and the underside of the ball protruded outward under the action of some force, as if something was trying to break free from it.

Suddenly, his eyelids trembled, and under the suddenly raised eyelashes, there were a pair of eyes as bright as the scorching sun.

"Brother Tiger, go on."

Wen Jian said.

In the next second, he jumped high, and the basketball in his palm was thrown in a smooth arc, and he threw it precisely in the direction of Brother Hu.

Brother Hu was startled, and almost didn't realize it, but after all, he is also an anchor who has experienced multiple instances, and his body moved long before he realized it. When he came to his senses, the basketball had already been delivered to him .

As soon as he took it, he felt a strong coldness that almost made him shiver from the bones.

Brother Hu lowered his head and looked at the basketball in his palm.

Slightly reddish, under the dim light, the brown-red surface of the basketball became uneven, as if something was wriggling underneath, trying to break free, and the originally normal feel became cold and slippery, like...

human skin.

Brother Hu's hairs stood on end, and he almost threw the ball completely.

But at this moment, Wen Jianyan's voice came from not far away.

The young man's voice was as calm as ever, with a cold quality that seemed to be able to penetrate the fog, piercing into his mind like a knife.

"Run forward."

"Pass to the person on the left after fifteen meters."

Just like before, his instructions are still simple and precise. In such a chaotic situation, he has the ability to calm people's hearts and make people unconsciously obey them.

Subconsciously, Brother Hu took the ball and ran forward.

"Pass the ball." In the distance, came the calm and restrained voice of the young man.

The ball passed from one person's hand to the second person's.

Looking after the person with the ball, Wen Jianyan followed closely behind.

Although the ball is out of his hands, his attention has never been relaxed.

It's true that he doesn't know much about basketball, even limited to some basic rules and movements, but...Wen Jianyan is an expert at winning a game.

When playing, there must be opponents.

But before the san value has dropped to single digits, they are invisible. It is not worth sacrificing one's own few san values ​​just for a game.

However, this doesn't mean that Wen Jianyan doesn't have the ability to control their direction.

When the ball is not in your hands, basketball will attack the violator, so how will the violator be punished after the ball is changed?

That is "opponent".

Wen Jianyan stood where he was, actively violating the rules, with the purpose of making the originally "invisible" crisis "visible".

Although his san value is not low enough to be able to see the opponent, but it is enough to sense the danger approaching.

- They're trying to get the ball back, and the ball is clearly eager to get back into their hands.

When the distance is drawn close enough, he can act.

Like a lubricated machine, everything began to run smoothly.

Wen Jianyan ran aside, watching the basketball pass from one anchor to another from the perspective of a bystander.

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"I knew it, in the end it was actually a pass."

"However, it's a bit strange. I think the order and positioning of the passes are quite complicated. In this case, isn't it the fastest in a straight line? Anyway, there are less than ten minutes left, as long as you score a goal as soon as possible, no Can you win?"

"Ghost knows, I think he is playing tricks."

However, a viewer suddenly seemed to see something:

"Wait a minute, whoever goes around the broadcast room of those anchors who have passed the ball, and tell me what their san values ​​are?"

This request is very strange, but in the live broadcast room, the number of viewers who are idle and idle is always more than expected, so, soon, these seemingly irrelevant data are collected.

When the numbers are neatly aggregated, everything becomes crystal clear.

The order of the entire pass is actually staggered according to the San value, one low and one high.

"? Wait a minute, did I remember wrongly? Did the anchor ask the san value of other people one by one before?"

"You remember correctly, I never left the studio, and the anchor never asked."

"Not to mention that there is no chance to ask at all, even if you ask, it is useless. After all, the attack is aimed at the san value. Now I ask, what if I am attacked after a while? Didn't it change again? Even myself You might not notice it."

"Ah? I don't understand, how did he know?"

Some viewers seemed to think of something: "Wait, let me adjust the screen recording."

After having a direction, the law surfaced.

"Grass, I figured it out. Every anchor who is assigned a position has been chased by the ball before."

"I go."

"Wait a minute? I haven't realized it yet. Why do you all look like you suddenly realized?"

"It means that there is not only one person who violated the rules just now, but basketball attacks also have a sequence. It will first attack the person with a lower san value. The anchor obviously remembered the approximate san value range of each person through this. That's why we made the arrangement just now.”

So far, the intention of Wen Jianyan's arrangement has finally been revealed.

People with low san value will be attacked more easily when dribbling the ball, and "opponents" will be gathered faster. Through this, the originally invisible threat can be placed within a controllable range, and then pass the san value The taller man passes the ball and closes the distance to the basket.

This set of plans is not unreasonable.

It has almost nothing to do with basketball technology itself, but in terms of grasping the rules and predicting potential threats, it is so accurate that it is almost terrifying.

Not to mention, this was observed, formulated, and implemented by one person in just ten minutes.

"One word: awesome."

"Nice! (Broken sound

The basketball was passed between anchors one after another, like a lubricated mechanical shaft, everything ran very smoothly, with almost no lag.

A few minutes passed, and even a single attack did not happen completely, and was interrupted by precise timing.

Under Wen Jianyan's guidance, the basketball is getting closer and closer to the basket.

But... all this is not without any price.

With the passage of time, the basketball has changed more and more. The basketball that was originally very ordinary, and even a little grey-haired, exudes a more and more gloomy atmosphere.

Water began to drip down from the maroon skin, and the cold water droplets seemed to carry some unknown terrifying force, which made people tremble all over, and the originally hard skin began to become damp and soft, like a human being losing its elasticity Like the skin, you can directly press a small pit.

And the shape of the raised surface gradually began to breathe.

it seems…

It looks more and more like a human head.

The anchor, who had already left the basketball, looked pale and held his wet palm with one hand, as if he saw something terrifying.

"hurry up!"

He couldn't help but hinted.

yes, hurry up.

As long as it is faster, the time must be in time.

The basketball is already very close to the basket, as long as it is passed to the last person—

The basketball spun, drew a beautiful streamline in the air, and fell straight towards the last person's hand.

In mid-air, the sphere had completely turned into a cold pale color, and a clear human face emerged—it had still completely turned into a head.

It opened a pair of dark, emotionless horror eyes, and looked towards the last person. The corners of its mouth were wide open, as if it was about to let out a thin laugh.

The person stared at by it froze in place, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely. Under the control of fear, he couldn't move half a step no matter what.

"Step aside."

The cold, almost stingy voice of the young man came from his ear.

Before the anchor came back to his senses, he felt a force pulling him backwards.

A figure jumped up in front of him.

The upright face flashed past.

A dunk!

For a moment, everyone held their breath.

The basketball hit the hoop with precision, and the entire frame of the ball began to shake due to the excessive force. The fully recovered human head turned its head in the hoop, stared at Wen Jianyan, and split the scarlet corners of his mouth There was a smile, but, before landing through the net, it was gone.

what's the situation?

Watching this direction closely, everyone with their hearts hanging high was stunned, and they all showed expressions of astonishment.

At the same time, the slightly reddish lights receded into the distance, and the sticky darkness that had always enveloped the outside of the stadium also began to dissipate.

Wen Jianyan panted and stood on the ground.

His forehead hair was soaked with sweat, and his cheekbones were sickly red. He seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look outside the basketball court.

In the distance, other parts of the playground began to gradually emerge from the darkness, changing from blurred to clear, and the anchors located in other venues also began to appear in their field of vision.

so…

it's over?

They looked around, revealing an empty expression like after a big dream.

Until then, the tense expression was gradually relaxed.

Everyone finally had the strength to look around.

Unlike the non-threatening physical education class in the previous school year, this time, after the class ended, the anchors were no longer as relaxed and comfortable as last time.

The number of people on the playground has decreased significantly.

The rest of the people were all panting violently, their faces were pale, and they were dripping with sweat.

On the other hand, the ground in some areas was stained red with crimson blood. Just from the remaining clues, one could imagine how tragic the attack had taken place.

In the silent playground, intermittent wailing came from different areas.

At the end of the runway, someone's entire leg was torn from the root, and someone lost half an arm. At this moment, his teammates are trying very hard to stop the bleeding, but everyone knows that after such a copy In , the blow of losing a leg can be fatal.

However, even so, they can still be considered lucky.

After all, there are already some people who will never leave that darkness.

On the whole... only this basketball court had the least number of casualties.

There was a chill behind everyone.

They looked at each other, and after exchanging glances, Qiqi turned his head and secretly looked in Wen Jianyan's direction.

The young man stood at the end of the basketball court, looked up at the basket above his head, and looked very young from the side.

It wasn't until this moment that they clearly realized what kind of attack they might have encountered if it wasn't for this person who had coordinated and controlled everything from the very beginning.

In fact, for the higher-level anchors in Nightmare, it is not difficult to save their lives in a single small scene in the dungeon. The others died one by one, filling the time with their lives.

However, in addition to saving their lives, the person who can actually bring out a whole team of people unscathed...

Not to mention that there are very few, it can only be said that they are rare.

"Hey, so what exactly is that guy..."

Someone approached, trying to find out some information from Marsh and the others, who seemed to know Wen Jianyan, to find out his identity.

Marsh recognized that this was the anchor who had just provoked.

He glared at him, and got a guilty look from the other side.

However, before the conversation could continue, it was interrupted by an unexpected guest.

The visitor was pale and wore armbands.

It was a member of the student union who was in charge of the roll call just now.

He slowly walked into the basketball court and walked straight in Wen Jianyan's direction.

In an instant, the entire stadium fell silent, and everyone's attention was attracted.

In the dead silence, members of the student union walked up to Wen Jianyan and stood still.

He stared at Wen Jianyan with those emotionless, empty eyes, and said, "Congratulations, you have won this basketball game."

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Regardless, it's always reassuring to hear your victory from an NPC.

"As an award, please go to the administration building to receive the award before the end of this school year."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"Hey!"

"Didn't the anchor get an extra chance to conduct the political building?"

"Wow wow wow! Good thing! Great good thing!"

Receive an award?

Several people looked at each other with excited expressions.

They had guessed that there would be rewards after winning, but they really did not expect this form of "award presentation".

However, as long as it is a reward, it is naturally better than nothing.

"Mind if I ask, what is the prize?"

Wen Jianyan asked.

He didn't seem to notice that he had once again become the focus of everyone's attention, with a slight smile on his face, and his attitude was very polite.

The student council member gave him a sullen look.

"Sorry, I have no right to ask about this."

Wen Jianyan: "Do you mind if I ask, when the time comes, will we just receive the award and leave, or will someone present the award to us?"

The faces of the members of the student union were even more ugly.

He stared at Wen Jianyan fixedly, and after a few seconds, he said reluctantly: "The vice principal himself will present you with awards."

"Oh, that's really an honor." A very sincere smile appeared on Wen Jianyan's face.

It's like being really flattered.

However, the other party obviously did not accept this set.

The members of the student council turned and walked out with a sullen face, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Seeing this, Wen Jianyan suppressed a smile on his face.

He stared at the direction where the other party disappeared, showing a thoughtful expression.

Silence enveloped his face, bringing with it a sense of invisible distance.

Not far away, several people from the "basketball team" looked at each other and surrounded them:

"That... thank you so much just now."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the reason why they won the "competition" just now is all thanks to Wen Jianyan's thigh. .

"If anything happens after—"

Wen Jianyan glanced at them.

His eyes are very light and thin. Although there is a smile on his lips, it doesn't make people feel warm, but looks very distant.

"It's nothing, everyone takes what they need."

He said with a smile:

"My ability is limited, and I can't be alone."

This answer is really unexpected.

The first time he was treated indifferently, Brother Hu was taken aback.

However, before they could react, they turned around and walked out when they saw Wen Jianyan.

He waved his hand: "My teammates are calling me, see you later."

The few remaining people stood on the basketball court and looked at each other.

What the other party said made them unable to refute... To be honest, they have never seen anyone so honest in this situation.

It's almost as if he doesn't want to get involved with anyone.

Wen Jianyan lowered his head and looked at his hands.

There still seems to be a greasy and wet touch in the palm of the hand, and there is a dull pain in the tiger's mouth.

There, there was a fleshy tooth mark—just at the moment when the basketball was finally dunked into the hoop, the moving human head viciously bit his tiger's mouth with a kind of overly sensitive viciousness.

He flexed his fingers.

It's not painful and doesn't interfere with movement.

But it's not clear what will happen after that.

The appearance of that human head, the sinister smile, the dark eyes—because it happened so fast just now, Wen Jianyan wasn't sure if it was cute or not—in "Brave Richard", Richard's friend, and In "One Day of Wang Ni", the head appeared in the dangerous scene.

However, in any case, there must be some connection between the two.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, hiding the deep thought in her eyes.

In the distance, the voice of teammates came: "Here!"

It was Su Cheng and the others.

Wen Jianyan put down his hand, and his sleeves naturally hung down, blocking the bite from the tiger's mouth.

Not far away, Tangerine Tang was standing by the basketball court, kicking pebbles in boredom.

The left side of her body was stained with blood—but obviously, it wasn't her own.

Seeing Wen Jianyan approaching, she raised her eyelids and looked over, and asked with great interest:

"How? How's your basketball game?"

"I don't want to fight again in the future." Wen Jian said honestly.

"Hahahaha!" Tangerine Candy was amused, and laughed so hard.

Yun Bilan: "No danger?"

"Yes." Wen Jianyan shrugged calmly, "But it's all settled."

His hands were in his pockets.

Su Cheng glanced at him and said nothing.

"Okay," Tangerine Candy wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and finally controlled her emotions. She raised her hand and shook her mobile phone with the screen unlocked at him, "here, your spy Give me a message."

Wen Jianyan leaned over and read the content on the phone screen

This text message is sent by weasel.

Sent time was five minutes ago.

"How many beds do you have?"

The content is very simple, there is no redundant information.

However, everyone present knew what this meant.

Obviously, everything went as Wen Jianyan expected. Although it failed on the first day, the club must recruit new people no matter what, otherwise, this line will be scrapped

Apparently, the copy is not intended to just run in a semi-finished state.

And that's giving them a good chance to blend in.

Wen Jianyan nodded and reported her bed.

Tangerine Candy lowered his head. After crackling typing, he sent the message.

Soon, Tangerine Tang's phone buzzed and vibrated twice again, and a new message popped out.

Also from the weasel.

"Twelve o'clock tonight, dormitory."

Chapter end