Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

"And the key represents wealth."

"Your ranking reflects what you value most."

“My answer is different from yours, hehe, my answer is to meet a rabbit with a key on the bridge.”

He didn't really play the psychological tests much.

But seeing how interesting Guoguo's question was, Bai Weiran thought for a moment and laughed too.

"A rabbit with a key? So you just hope to meet a rich and domineering CEO who will love you in your life? Sure, that's romantic."

Guoguo immediately snorted.

"A domineering CEO? A domineering CEO should be sent to jail to work on a sewing machine, and given a complete legal education book!"

Even a dog wouldn't write that, damn it!!!

Bai Weiran was just joking, but he didn't expect that the term "domineering CEO" would trigger Guo Guo's psychological trauma, and she would start to criticize him with a long essay of three thousand words.

Bai Weiran was completely dumbfounded.

It turns out that Guoguo used to be a screenwriter, which caused her psychological trauma.

Back then, Guoguo was a passionate young man, determined to sweep away the current formulaic film and television industry. Full of ambition and high aspirations, he picked up his pen and wanted to write a protagonist with flesh and blood. He worked tirelessly day and night, even pulling his hair out, and drinking several cups of espresso until his heart ached. He poured his heart and soul into his work with full confidence.

During the meeting, the leader glanced at the script and said, "This character isn't good! We need a domineering CEO; only domineering CEOs are popular."

Regardless of the core content, the character is forcibly changed, turning a poor boy into a domineering CEO.

Then it went through another round of negotiations with investors.

[Cold and taciturn], [Expressionless], [A melodramatic back-and-forth chase after his wife], [Car accident and amnesia], [Three minutes, I need all the information about this woman], [Ten minutes, I want his company to go bankrupt], ​​[If you can't save her, you'll all be buried with her], [Woman, you've piqued my interest], [She's been gone for eight years, he's been insane for ten]

All the elements are present, nothing is missing, and the final outcome is a happy family reunion.

Guoguo felt like she was living in a crematorium, enduring the pain of rewriting her painstaking work until it was unrecognizable. She waited for filming to wrap up, then ran away from the set in tears, never wanting to see her terrible script again.

But man proposes, God disposes; and God's plans are no match for a good market.

This drama, which Guoguo hated to the extreme, actually became a minor hit. She left early and missed out on tens of thousands of yuan in bonuses.

With this double blow, the term "domineering CEO" became a taboo word for Guoguo.

"Do you know that feeling, my son!"

"It felt like I dismembered my own child and then pieced together its remains to create a monster!! Waaaaaaah!!!"

"For example, I could dismember you and then reassemble you into a black mess!!"

Bai Weiran: …………What kind of yandere-like statement is this?

He stretched out his finger and poked Guoguo's face away.

Alright, he was so angry that he was about to stick his face over the partition and yell at her; he could clearly feel Guoguo's anger.

But there's nothing I can do about it; it's just work.

In my years of working on projects, it's quite reasonable to encounter bosses and leaders who dissect perfectly good game logic into pieces.

It would be unreasonable not to have encountered it.

Guoguo snorted, venting her resentment towards the domineering CEO with a string of complaints, and then picked up her phone to look at it again.

"I read here that this psychological test can also be interpreted as a divination result, indicating things you will encounter in the future!"

A colleague happened to pass by, overheard their conversation, and curiously peeked over to ask them a question.

Guoguo asked the question again with great interest.

Although it was just a simple combination of four words, the answers were truly bizarre and varied, with all sorts of imaginative ideas. As more and more project colleagues gathered, Bai Weiran's workstation was packed with people, and the discussion was lively and intense.

Ah Chao's answer was: [Leave the key and the rabbit on the bridge, then walk away from under the bridge.]

This answer sparked a debate among colleagues, dividing them into two camps.

One group worried that Ah Chao might become a monk and thought they should introduce him to a potential partner!

One group believes that Ah Chao is on a correct and pure path, so what kind of person is he introducing?

Handsome boys don't need partners! They are beautiful on their own and forever pure.

Ah Chao was caught in the middle of two groups, pulling and tugging at each other, and he had a bitter face.

Bai Weiran stood to the side, arms crossed, laughing and enjoying the show.

However, when Guoguo brought up the matter of divination—

This reminded him of what happened in the dark room that morning.

He spent his mornings alone in the principal's office, writing project flowcharts.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps outside.

"There it is! That's where we are today!!"

He looked up and saw a group of girls running from right to left, led by the girl in the red hat.

He shrugged and lowered his head to continue writing his flowchart.

Five minutes later, there was another sound of footsteps.

He raised his head again.

"No, I've got it wrong, the location is here!!"

The girl in the red hat was still leading the way, and a group of girls ran past from left to right.

Like a flock of lambs being herded by sheepdogs, they run back and forth, unable to stay still.

As he was about to leave the principal's office, he saw a group of girls sitting quietly outside, facing the door, with their eyes closed and hands clasped together.

The fact that it coincidentally matched his impression of the rooftop startled him.

But this time, it wasn't the cute girls from the class; it became a special class.

Lin Cheng, the class monitor of the special class, is an absolute fortune-telling fanatic.

This is a classic case of delusional thinking.

Her delusions manifested in concrete form—through divination.

Should I talk to him?

Should I give him Valentine's Day chocolates?

Should I wait for him at the school gate?

Should I do his homework for him?

Should I tell him that I like him?

Every step she takes with her crush requires divination.

The divination results showed that, apart from making her a mere tool, there was no other progress in their relationship.

The other person started pulling at her, but she was busy immersing herself in divination.

Why did he change?

Even before turning evil, I need to consult a divination. Should I turn evil or not?

When he first learned about this experience, he found it both laughable and absurd.

But the girls were very enthusiastic about the topic of divination.

Lin Cheng is very popular among the students in the special class because of her fortune-telling skills, and she has a strong sense of community.

The girls all praised her for her accurate divination.

He used to dismiss it, thinking it was just them playing around, but now that Guoguo has reminded him, he's started to think about it.

Is the divination accurate?

What if it's not a scam, not a psychological test, but a genuine special ability?

The eighteen-foot lamp shines far but not near.

Perhaps he increased his attention to Lin Cheng.

After his colleagues finished discussing whether Ah Chao had remained innocent and pulled him away from his workstation, he picked up his phone, opened the monitoring screen of the app, and locked onto Lin Cheng's perspective.

The screen quickly switched to another page.

In the scene, the girl in the red hat is alone in an empty classroom.

She sat in the center, with a divination book open in front of her, cross-legged, eyes closed in meditation.

He stared at her for nearly ten minutes, but she didn't move, maintaining the same cross-legged posture with a book in her hand.

He was called away before he could even see her make a move.

Lin Cheng sat motionless in the classroom until the sunlight outside the window slowly shifted and landed on the gold-embossed logo on the book cover.

The girl in the red hat opened her eyes, flipped open the book, and muttered to herself.

She opened her eyes wide and looked intently at the information on that page of the book.

"...?"

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As Bai Weiran stepped out of the principal's office, he caught a glimpse of a figure in a red hat flashing in the corner of the wall.

He saw it, but pretended not to.

He walked down the stairs and out the door on his own.

He wasn't walking fast.

Some even deliberately slowed down, stopping and starting frequently.

As I reached the stairwell, I suddenly picked up my phone and glanced at it.

High-end mobile phone night vision cameras can clearly see the figure following behind.

His tracking skills are hundreds of times worse than Mingguang's.

Yes, he discovered he was being followed starting the day before yesterday.