"I told you that ghost stories are scary, but you still don't believe it. Now do it."

Covered with a quilt, Tangtang said sternly: "I'm... not afraid."

The tone of his voice sounded a bit hollow no matter how he spoke. The pair of small hands tightly grasping the quilt had already betrayed the candy.

"Is there something under the bed?"

Ling was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "There is nothing, what are you afraid of."

"I'm not afraid, really."

"Haha~"

"Really! Tell me another one."

Hearing this, Zero looked at the candy with wide eyes and shock. He was so frightened that he hid in the bed. You still want to listen? I can only say that I am really heartbroken. I am afraid that I don't want to sleep peacefully tonight.

"Want to listen?"

"Uh-huh."

"Legend... every school is located on a mass grave..."

A few minutes later, Guangdang didn't bother to put on his slippers and ran out holding the quilt.

Under Zhou Yaling's confused look, Candy opened her bedroom door and rushed in with a yell, jumped up and jumped onto her bed.

The whole process went smoothly. When Zhou Yaling's mind was still blank, Candy had already gotten into the bed.

After a while, Zero walked over with an innocent face.

They all say we must believe in science.

"What are you two doing?"

Zhou Yaling frowned and asked, "Is there a mouse or a cockroach? Will it scare you?"

Zero, who was standing by the bed, shrugged and explained: "Candy wants to listen to a story before going to bed."

"What's so scary about stories?"

"Ghost Stories."

Hearing this, Zhou Yaling paused, raised her eyebrows, and said disdainfully: "What's so scary about ghost stories? I'm not afraid of horror movies. I grew up watching Master Lin's zombie movies.

We don’t watch any cartoons at all.”

Patting the candy on the bed, Zhou Yaling grinned: "Don't be afraid, my sister is here."

At this time, Guangdang stuck out his head from the bed and asked in surprise: "Sister, are you really not afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of?"

The next second, Candy, who was originally very scared, laughed and said, "Zero, please start your performance!" After saying that, Candy got into bed again.

Zero has secretly told her that the quilt is a barrier, and no matter how powerful the monsters are, they cannot attack the people under the quilt.

In the bedroom, the lights flickered, the dubbing started, and a weird atmosphere instantly came up.

Zhou Yaling was immediately confused. She asked you to tell a story, but she didn’t ask you to simulate a real scene.

The next morning, when it was time for dinner, no one came downstairs. Mo Jingchun asked the camera in confusion: "Zero, let them get up quickly without even looking at what time it is. If they don't get up, they will be late for work."

Already."

"Okay, boss."

Mo Jingchun was shocked when he saw Candy and Zhou Yaling with dark circles under their eyes.

"Did you guys play all night last night? You all have dark circles under your eyes."

Zhou Yaling was exhausted, her eyes were dull, and she sat down on the dining chair. She raised her finger and pointed at zero, and said feebly: "Ask her."

Mo Jingchun looked at Ling, with curiosity in his eyes as to what these three guys were doing last night. If their mobile phones hadn't been confiscated, Mo Jingchun would have seriously suspected that they had been playing games all night.

But my mobile phone has been confiscated, so what games can I play?

Ling smiled awkwardly and said, "Out of interest, I told two more stories last night."

After a pause, Zero added: "Ghost story."

Mo Jingchun was drinking soy milk and choked.

"Cough cough cough~",

"What did you say? A ghost story?" Mo Jingchun couldn't believe it.

Staying up late at night, three people telling ghost stories there? Convinced! Mo Jingchun gave a thumbs up in admiration.

"So, you are too scared to sleep?"

"Go out."

Mo Jingchun looked at Zhou Yaling with disdain, "You didn't grow up watching horror movies, why are you still afraid of ghost stories?"

Why? Zhou Yaling raised her head numbly and looked at her brother, gritting her teeth and said: "Who tells stories with music and lights dimming and brightening?"

A little surprised, Mo Jingchun put down the soy milk in his hand and turned to look at Ling, who looked innocent.

"Are you role-playing?"

"Tsk tsk, do you need me to buy you a holographic projector? I guarantee that you can experience the immersive feeling."

Since he wanted to buy it, Mo Jingchun naturally would not buy low-grade goods on the market.

"Don't!"

Candy ate the fried dough sticks and said with lingering fear: "It's too scary."

Last night, my sister was like a sixth child. She said she was not afraid, but she kept trying to grab the quilt from her.

All in all, in one sentence, Candy and Zhou Yaling were both scared.

Sometimes, there is nothing wrong with following your heart.

Looking at the breakfast in front of her, Candy admitted that she missed listening to fairy tales every day.

Thinking of the little girl selling nuclear bombs in her memory, Candy felt relieved. When she was little, Zero told stories that were not serious, let alone ghost stories.

After all... whose little girl can sell nuclear bombs!

As far as storytelling is concerned, Zero is quite explosive in the entire artificial intelligence circle.

…………

In the middle of the morning, candy technology was like a machine, with every gear turning, each busy with its own work.

After counting the data, Zhou Yaling, whose eyelids were shaking, felt so sleepy that she felt like she could fall asleep if she closed her eyes.

While Mr. Xu was out and wondering what he was busy with, a colleague asked in a low voice:

"Zhou Yaling, didn't you sleep last night?"

"I see that you have been out of shape. If you really can't, please take a day off to rest."

Zhou Yaling patted her cheek and took a deep breath, "It's okay. I slept late last night. I just need to catch up on my sleep at noon."

"Are you practicing game heroes in the middle of the night again?"

Zhou Yaling, whose mouth twitched, shook her head and said, "No way."

"You are just lovelorn."

"Stop guessing, I listened to ghost stories last night."

"Ah? You were too scared to sleep?"

Sure enough, the more I explain, the more unclear it becomes.

On the other side, Guangdang sat at her desk and wrote her homework for less than half an hour before she fell asleep on her summer vacation homework.

It's better than when I was a kid, I didn't have so many worries and could sleep whenever I wanted.

Mo Jingchun, who was sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, saw Candy falling asleep, so he got up and carried Candy to the back bedroom.

Xia Xiaomin went to attend the meeting, and for a while only Mo Jingchun and Ling were left in the office.

"What do you think? Two people want to listen to ghost stories, and one of them tells stories to create an atmosphere."

"Candy said that if you can't sleep, you have to listen to stories, ghost stories."

For a moment, Mo Jingchun didn't know what to say. It was late at night, the lights were flickering on and off, and with the dubbing, let alone telling a story, even saying nothing was quite scary.

"Has the airport hardening project at the Anyang base started?"

Faced with the boss suddenly changing the topic and not asking further questions, Ling breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly reported:
Chapter completed!