The host wants to be human today

Chapter 890 Telling My Identity I Scared You To Death 3
"Put the white paper horizontally, and in the middle of the top of the paper, write horizontally with a pencil: the five characters 'Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, Qing'; then write vertically on the left side of the upper half of the paper. : 'Yes, No'; on the right side of the upper half of the paper..."

While reading, the people around him followed what he said and did not forget to complain.

"Slow down, what are you writing?"

The boy had no choice but to read the words again.

"Okay, okay, what then?"

Putting the written paper in the center of the open space, the group studied the remaining steps.

"Two people, right? Come on, Old Sun, let's try."

Seeing that the few people were about to reach the final step and were about to chant a spell, the timid boy had already rushed behind the boy.

"Fuck, bro, don't you really stop me, I'm still young, I still have so much money to spend, I don't want to die, woo woo woo."

The corner of Song Lizhao's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help asking.

"How did you keep up?"

"I, I see that you are all here, and I'm afraid if I stay alone."

"...Isn't there a driver to pick you up?"

Seeing that his complexion was not very good, the boy smiled ingratiatingly.

"The driver doesn't feel safe following Brother Zhao, does he?"

The young man pursed the corners of his lips, too lazy to continue chatting with him, and turned his eyes to look at the few people over there.

At this time, everyone has reached the last moment.

The two carefully let go of their hands, seeing the pencil standing firmly on the paper, they couldn't help shouting.

"Fuck, it's really possible?!"

"Brother, Brother Zhao, look quickly, is it because I am ignorant, or this thing is really evil, can a pencil stand on paper?"

Hearing these words, several people looked over in unison, with unanimous curiosity in their eyes.

In other words, there was a clear sense of stupidity.

Song Lizhao: ...

"Aren't you in school?"

Several people laughed twice.

"Then what, it's not like you don't know how we went to university, how can we compare with you."

But the other boy realized something, and asked cautiously.

"Are we going to quarrel with it?"

So a group of people turned back nervously, and they didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they saw the pen standing on it intact.

Seeing the series of actions of the crowd, the boy fell into a rare silence.

How did he get to play with this group of people?
After all, they are all the heirs of various families. With this appearance, will the company really not go bankrupt in the future?
While he was thinking, the crowd had already elected a representative, recited the spell carefully, and waited for its answer.

For a moment, he even held his breath, for fear of disturbing anything.

The air was so quiet that he could clearly hear his own heartbeat.

Song Lizhao, who was watching this scene from a distance, didn't react, but his delicate brows were slightly frowned.

How do pencils stand on paper?
Does such a thing really exist?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a rumbling sound, and bright lightning illuminated the villa for a moment.

The group of people who had concentrated their attention and waited cautiously for the result were completely defenseless, so they were frightened.

Someone touched his heart and couldn't help but swear.

"Grass, I scared the young master to death."

"I feel like my heart is about to jump out of my horse. This Lei will really find time to appear."

"Hiss, it's raining harder outside, can we go back tonight?"

"Oh, by the way, where's the pen? How about the pen?"

"!fall down!"

　Don't try things like metaphysics lightly! (Ben Lazy said he was also afraid)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)