Regular Show Expert Or Liar Novels & Stories

Every time Nate started a livestream thinking he'd catch Sharon slipping, it backfired without fail. Nate grinned, completely undeterred. "It's fine. My dad and Carter always tell me to help give Sharon publicity. Well, this counts, doesn't it?" He tapped at the screen. "I mean, the judges gave her all those perfect scores—who would've guessed she was cheating? Her losing face isn't my fault." Kelly opened her mouth to protest, but before she could, Gregory's voice boomed through the microphone, echoing across the hall. A rapid string of Spanish spilled from his mouth.

I smiled. " Good. Now let me tell you that my friends can ask many questions. So be ready, they may tease us mercilessly. We need to look like a normal couple. Will you be able to do it? " " I am good at acting so don't worry. Just don't look at me while I am telling a lie. I may get conscious otherwise. Most importantly, just don't touch me as I am very ticklish. I am not used to anyone touching me so I usually get a jerk. " He smiled mischievously and nodded.

"Did he not come because he knew Miss Nancy would win today?" "We were waiting to film him eating mud on the livestream. He did not even show his face when he gambled in front of the entire country's audience. He did not keep his word." "Jackli still called him a Feng Shui Master in vain. He's just a swindler, right?" "Miss Nancy, you must have his contact information. Quickly call him. Many of the audience are waiting. It is immoral for him to not appear!"

I prepared to fall and closed my eyes, only to open them again when nothing happened. And I couldn't believe my eyes when the expert was holding up a TRUTH sign. Hah! Their lie detector must not be accurate because that one is certainly a lie! When the last question showed on the screen, my heart stopped beating altogether and I suddenly just wanted to escape and flee so I wouldn't hear his answer. "Do you still love your ex?" I resisted the urge to childishly cover my ears. I can only look away and wait for another lie from him. "Yes."

“What talk?” I asked, “I didn’t talk to anyone.” “Have you ever been told that you are a very shitty liar.” He said and I rolled my eyes. “You should stop trying because it’s funny trying to watch you lie when you obviously can’t.” “That is not true.” I said, “I would have you know that I am a very convincing liar.” “Of course you are.” He began, “Rule number 1 sweetheart; never play denial as a first tactic especially when you’re a horrible liar; everyone expects it and it’s so painfully obvious that it’s sad.”

His teeth ground, but for a long time he couldn’t say a word. “What?” I asked lightly, but the mockery was razor‑sharp. “Can’t answer?” “Or is it that you can’t do dares, and you can’t do truth either?” The livestream chat was definitely exploding right now. Audiences love blood‑drawing questions. Jevon’s face looked ugly as hell. He finally forced out a cold line: “I only answer the King’s questions.” He was trying to hide behind the rules. But the more he dodged, the more suspicious it looked.

“Or do you believe she’s telling the truth?” Liam’s eyes found the nearest camera, and for the first time, he addressed not just the reporters but everyone watching. His posture straightened, his confidence as unshakeable as ever. “Let me be clear,” he said, his voice smooth but serious, “the allegations against me are a complete lie. I would never harm or force myself on anyone. Anyone who truly knows me knows that.”

“I know you all think that Ms. North performed better. But from a professional perspective, both in terms of pitch accuracy and emotion, Sharon is the better player…” Sharon sighed with relief. “Is that so?” Gerald looked up nonchalantly but spoke in a sharp tone. “I’m curious how you became a judge with such unprofessional behavior.”

This is related to the format of the variety show. As long as someone is confident enough to go all in, the process will speed up. But neither the host nor the backstage staff expected someone to go all in, especially right after only two items were showcased. Did she really have such confidence, guessing that every single item was correct? In the world of collecting, even some old experts can't guarantee they can tell real from fake one hundred percent. Everyone present was stunned for a moment. The host was very professional, with a smile on his face: "Let me confirm again, Kina, are you guys really going all in?"

“Right. Because exaggeration is the best way to make people take you seriously.” Rain grinned, nudging him again. “Come on, man. At least admit it was entertaining.” Matt let out a heavy sigh, glancing at me like I was some lost cause. “Fine. Maybe it was mildly impressive.” I smirked. “Mildly? I’ll take it.” Jesse clapped a hand on my shoulder. “Dude, don’t sell yourself short. That was expert-level bullshit.” I pointed at him. “Thank you, Jesse. Finally, some respect.”