My Rebirth Style is Wrong

This abandoned factory building used to be a boiler room for heating gas and hot water to the surrounding residential areas. For this place, Su Wanwan was already familiar with it like going home.

Going all the way around the various messy pipe control valves that are always spewing hot air, following the sound, Su Wanwan saw the ugly monster with a long blade on his right hand chasing a girl in pajamas with a weird smile.

This **** **** is a pervert!

"Ah-!!" The girl was wearing a large and light pajamas in the style of the European court, and was driven around barefoot like a headless fly. The Ugly Creatures followed slowly, and from time to time suddenly appeared out of nowhere to startle the girl.

There was another high-pitched scream, and Su Wanwan was so shocked that her brain hurt, and she had the shocking feeling of facing the air horn at close range.

Finally, the screaming stopped abruptly.

Because the screaming girl was grabbed by the ugly gossip and raised her neck, while smiling strangely, admiring the terror and despair emanating from her hunting target.

clatter.

clatter.

Two soft beeps.

One is the sound of footsteps standing still, and the other is the sound of wooden sticks landing.

Obviously it was a very slight movement, but the ugly ears instantly caught it, as if a strong and exclusive signal capture device had been formed for some unspeakable reason.

The strange laughter also disappeared suddenly.

For a time, there was only the sound of jets coming from somewhere in the boiler room, and the atmosphere changed so suddenly, it became silent but extremely obvious.

Even Tina Gray, who was struggling, seemed to feel the strangeness in the air, and when she was frightened, she couldn't help but reluctantly opened her eyes and looked in the direction of an extra figure.

"Tsk," the person who came was a girl who was not tall and even slender than her. However, in the face of the terrifying monster, the other party was the first to let out an impatient tsk.

Then the girl continued to say with a soft accent: "It's annoying, every time I dream of you, it's like a dream of a hundred thousand ducks quacking in my head, can you be a little bit quieter?! "

hiss-!

Tina Gray sucked in a breath of cold air, choked by the air that suddenly poured into her lungs, and she coughed so hard that she realized that she was actually let go by the monster!

Run!

Tina Gray wanted to yell at the strange girl, but her throat hurt like a fire.

It's just that before she could stagger with her weak legs and try to escape with the girl, the monster that was as terrifying as a devil just now seemed to see something terrifying, so she turned away and ran away.

Tina Gray stared dumbfoundedly at the back of the monster fleeing, only to think that he ran in such a hurry, grief, and despair?

despair?

Tina Gray was frightened by her own association.

Just as I was about to look back at the only two normal girls in this strange world, I saw that the girl who had sneered at the monster just now saw the monster run away, her eyebrows raised, and she picked up a baseball bat and spread her feet to chase after him. go up.

"Still running? Little one! Look at the old lady and don't beat you to death! It disturbs people's dreams! Don't you know that the old lady wakes up late?!"

The unfamiliar girl is obviously petite and delicate and fair, like a golden Barbie doll placed in the window, but at this moment she is aggressive, speaking the lines like a bandit in a soft girlish voice, and the back chasing away is so domineering and mighty. .

In a blink of an eye, she was the only one left.

Tina Gray clutched her throat blankly, spinning in place.

After an unknown amount of time, when Tina Gray was going crazy with anxiety, for some reason, her body suddenly stretched, and her whole body suddenly sat up from the bed.

On the way to school the next day, Tina talks to her friend Nancy about the nightmare she had last night.

"I was really afraid of dying at that time, and I really felt like I was about to die." Thinking of something, I couldn't help laughing: "Fortunately, in my dream, a brave lady angel rescued me and rushed to Run that weirdo."

Because of the strange girl who suddenly appeared at the end, Tina recalled the nightmare last night, and her fear was quickly reduced by half.

Nancy laughed and teased: "Ms. Brave Angel? What an interesting match."

Nancy's boyfriend next to him also raised his arms in a funny way to reveal his biceps: "So is it a female warrior with wings and muscles?"

Tina shook her head repeatedly in denial: "No, no, in fact, she is very beautiful, like the most precious Barbie doll in the window that we yearned for when we were young."

Su Wanwan, who was praised and thanked, didn't know it because she knew it was a dream from beginning to end.

So the people she saw in the dream who died or were about to die were of course impossible to be true.

At this moment, she was staring blankly at the computer with her eyes open.

Last night, I chased Ugly and beat him all night, and I didn't sleep well at all. When I woke up in the morning, my muscles were still sore and sore after excessive exercise. Usually she has a good temperament, but whenever she lacks sleep, her whole person will become a dynamite barrel, and her mind is full of impulses to explode. Where is the inspiration to think about her own plot.

But Mr. Davis, the editor, rang the doorbell of her house early in the morning with the signature dessert of the delicious cake shop, and said with a smile whether the latest draft had been completed.

Su Wanwan: ""

She greeted him with a numb face and sent him away the whole time, even her favorite dessert could not save her mood for the whole day!

Blame that ugly bastard!

It's been quite a while since I've been keeping myself safe, but last night it suddenly appeared to disturb people's dreams. It's really hateful!

The popularity of her debut novel "Death is Coming" is rapidly fading. Su Wanwan knew that if she wanted to gain a foothold in the writing world, she had to come up with another excellent horror work as soon as possible.

In fact, there are not no themes that have been accomplished, such as the ugly monster who always appeared in her dreams inexplicably.

It looks terrifying at first glance.

But Su Wanwan really couldn't put a character that she particularly hated into her book, so she still used the image of a character with a heavier role.

That simply tarnishes her sacred story world!

He closed his eyes fiercely and imagined that he would be old and retired in the future. Looking at the bookcase full of his own works, he found that one of the stories contained such a loud, incompetent, cowardly and ugly ugly monster.

Feeling agitated all over, Su Wanwan immediately opened her eyes, trying to convince herself to clear her mind and stop thinking about it!

"No, don't be ugly! I want blond, blue-eyed, white-skinned, long-legged brother!" Su Wanwan said to herself while typing the rough outline of the manuscript into the computer.

"Love is the benchmark of vulgar reading, you can't ask for love!" Su Wanwan continued to recite: "Brother can focus on his career and be beautiful alone! So, that's it, this story happened in, um, in 1897, depending on the location, Okay, London, anyway, it doesn't violate the protagonist of the story, a tragic vampire earl four hundred years ago."

No, why is the protagonist in her mind just a bald and eccentric old baby with a loving hairstyle just after the outline of the story came out?

what! ! Help! !

Abandoned boiler room.

Freddy clutched his wounded and broken body, and in his eyes, resentment, unwillingness and fear were mixed in complexly.

He was burned alive by the Elm Street crowd, so he crawled out of **** and came back with revenge. When he was scorched by the fire of hell, he made a solemn oath that he would never go to **** until all the children on Elm Street were killed!

Everything went well at first.

Without the knowledge of others, he has killed many children from Elm Street one after another.

But I don't know why, just a year ago, after he found the child named Angela, everything changed.

Becomes puzzling and confused for Freddy.

Obviously, that night, he just found the child who moved out from Elm Street as usual. At that time, he thought, this girl named Angela Brown must be the little lamb he killed most easily.

What was he thinking then?

Oh, I'm thinking, such a weak little girl without the protection of her parents, I'm afraid she can be scared to death with a little fright. He even gave birth to whether or not to release water, and he also teased her for a while to find more fun for himself.

However, that night, he got into the girl's dream, and what he saw was not light and beauty, but a strange dark place.

The air there seemed to be filled with an indescribable horror. Rao was a ghost like Freddy who crawled back from hell, and he couldn't help trembling and terrified in such a breath.

Just when he was in shock, the owner of the dream, the girl named Angela suddenly appeared in the air and looked at his face for a long time.

The more he looked, the tighter his brows became, and the more dissatisfaction he felt on his face.

So disgusting, as if looking at a slug, is really not a good experience.

In the dream, Freddy, who has always been a hunter, couldn't help but want to get angry. Who knew that the girl who was wearing white pajamas was as beautiful as a little angel, and her body was indeed suspended in mid-air, suddenly waved her hand, and a violent strong wind blew directly. He took him and threw him a hundred and eight thousand miles away.

While flying out, Freddy could still hear the girl muttering to herself.

"Obviously what I'm thinking of is a big beauty and a handsome little brother, how can such an ugly monster appear. Uh! It's not that I want to create this kind of ugly monster in the deep consciousness of my brain, right?"

"I rely on it, it is not impossible, although it is decided to write horror, the protagonist is not conceived to be like this. Although taking a special and strange route can indeed attract readers with alternatives and more explosive points"

A whole bunch of messy chatter, swept up into the infinite universe, Freddy could hear it clearly.

So, this girl without a tutor is calling him ugly?

Unforgivable!

Facts have proved that no matter how strong the verbal humiliation, it is indeed unforgivable to see it alone. But once it's put together with more violent physical injuries, it doesn't seem so unforgivable.

Freddy: ""

Oh shit! It hurts even more!