The paper boxes on the long table are divided into three colors of red, yellow and blue. It is impossible to tell what is inside just from the outside.
Song Yunran was secretly glad that he succeeded in answering wittily. He could unpack the carton to see what happened first, thus preempting the opportunity to get a good room, otherwise he might end up sleeping in some crappy place tonight.
He boasted in his head and didn't stop in his hands.
When I went up, I opened the first red box and found a big fan inside, very similar to the kind used by aunts to dance square dances.
It looks very bad, and it is doubtful that the person who wins this fan can get the C position of Tonggu Village Square Dance.
"This doesn't work, I don't want to dance in the square."
He threw the fan back into the paper box, and when he turned around, he saw Qin Ke standing beside him, looking at him calmly, as if he had no intention of helping at all.
Song Yunran took a deep breath, feeling that this brat couldn't do anything.
So he frowned and asked, "Can't you help take one apart?"
The program team somehow designed several cartons into special-shaped gift boxes with complicated structures, and reminded them not to tear up the outer layer of wrapping paper, because it will need to be restored to the next two groups of guests later.
Song Yunran was always careless, but this time he restrained his impatience and took two minutes to take one apart intact.
As a result, Qin Ke was in charge of watching the whole process, which made him very dissatisfied.
"This box is so hard to open," Song Yun was upset, "You don't even know how to open it!
The following photographer: "..."
Is there something wrong, Mr. Song? If you have something to say, don't complain wrongly, okay
You don't look like a president at all.
Qin Ke said helplessly, "Then give me a box."
Song Yunran was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that he had put all three paper boxes in front of him.
He pursed his lower lip speechlessly, thinking about what to do, and he behaved so aggressively, as if he was very keen on unpacking the carton.
Qin Ke finally got a blue paper box.
He didn't act in a hurry like Song Yunran, but quietly observed the packaging pattern of the carton, and then unhurriedly opened the carton.
Song Yunran also took it apart: "I have a pen here, what is yours?"
"Folding the fishing rod." Qin Ke handed it to him.
Song Yunran was dumbfounded. These three items had nothing to do with each other, let alone which one would help them find the key faster.
But he didn't forget that this is a slow travel variety show. Logically speaking, there will be no particularly complicated game links, and the hints given by the program team should be more obvious.
However, the program group also stipulated that each group could only stay here for five minutes.
Seeing that there was not much time left, Song Yunran had an idea and handed over the choice to Qin Ke: "You come."
How wonderful, he thought, that he was standing next to the main character of the original.
A golden finger who can easily succeed by virtue of innate advantages!
Without hesitation, Qin Ke picked up the blue paper box and showed it to the camera before the editorial time!
The director was noncommittal: "Then please go to the next location."
"Where are you going?" Song Yunran asked.
The director smiled and said nothing, with an expression of "I know, I won't tell you".
Song Yunran left the small square with Qin Ke in a daze, subconsciously glanced at the blue paper box in Qin Ke's hand, stared at the wrapping paper on it, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration!
It turned out that the answer was hidden here.
Song Yunran was extremely proud. Guessing that Qin Ke hadn't discovered the burglary, he couldn't help feeling secretly happy. He cleared his throat pretending to be mysterious, and then said slowly, "I've figured out the answer."
Qin Ke asked cooperatively, "Where did Zhi ヒ go?"
Hearing this blank tone, Song Yunran shook his head and sighed, feeling extremely disappointed by Qin Ke's poor observation ability.
But after thinking about it, he still wanted to answer questions for his mentally handicapped son. He pointed to the paper box and said, "The pattern on the wrapping paper looks irregular at first glance, but actually it should be a map of Tonggu Village."
"And then?" Qin Ke asked.
Song Yunran took out the folded fishing rod, carefully took off the wrapping paper, and looked at it several times in the sun: "On the front layer with the pattern printed, there is a small icon at each location, fan, pen and fishing rod It's all up there, which definitely points to where we're headed next."
Qin Ke remained silent for a few seconds before taking his eyes away from his eyelashes: "Where are the numbers in the wrapping paper?"
Song Yunran glared at him resentfully: "There is no number greater than 24, so it must refer to the time. You can see that each icon can correspond to a number, maybe it is the reception time of these places. So combine From the perspective of distance and business hours, we should choose the ones that are open now... ”
The eloquent exposition suddenly got stuck at this moment.
Song Yunran's voice dropped a few degrees inexplicably: "Fishing rod."
Qin Ke raised the corners of his lips: "It's amazing, you guessed it all."
Song Yunran was speechless. He remembered Qin Ke's attitude of choosing the fishing rod without hesitation just now, and immediately realized that this person had already discovered it!
All the reactions just now were just to cooperate with his performance!
The insult was too strong, Song Yunran's fist hardened.
If it weren't for the camera shooting nearby, he really wanted to put a cardboard box around Qin Ke's head, drag him into the alley and beat him up.
"Are you watching me laugh on purpose?"
Song Yunran put away the wrapping paper, threw the fishing rod into Qin Ke's arms, and asked through gritted teeth.
Qin Ke suppressed a smile, and said as he walked, "No."
"you have."
"No."
"I said you have it!"
"..."
"Look, you stopped talking, you're guilty."
Following the photographer: "..."
It's hard to imagine that a president would launch such a rudimentary attack. He was afraid that if he continued to shoot, Song Yunran would say "rebound".
Fortunately, Qin Ke finally considered the feelings of the audience in the future, and calmly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, when you were in the car, how could you calculate the correct answer so quickly?"
Good question, I would also like to know what the photographer thinks.
He pointed the camera at Song Yunran in time, hoping to see what kind of eloquent remarks this master of mental arithmetic would make.
However, unexpectedly, Song Yunran remained silent.
He blinked, lowered his head and pretended to check the map, and after a long time he finally managed to say: "Because I'm strong."
Qin Ke: "?"
Song Yunran met his gaze, and suddenly became nervous for a moment, afraid of revealing the fact that he had read the candy summary.
He tried to calm down: "You don't understand the world of the strong."
Qin Ke watched the signboard of "Fishing Point" finally appear on the side of the road, and then Song Yun suddenly accelerated, rushing into the cabin by the fish pond like a fanatical fishing enthusiast, and found that he really didn't understand.
What's there to hide from
There was a fishy smell in the cabin.
The old man guarding the fish pond is a villager in Tonggu Village. When he saw two young men coming in one after the other, he said dryly: "The fishing rod I bought is missing."
Qin Ke understood, and put the folding fishing rod on the table: "Is this it?"
The old man's face was full of performance marks, and he took the fishing rod dancing: "Thank you, thank you, you are really kind people. The weather is fine today, do you want to stay and fish?"
The two "well-meaning people" looked at each other, and Qin Ke asked again: "Do you have a key here?"
"The weather is fine today, do you want to stay and fish?" the old man repeated as if he didn't hear
Song Yun understood. This old man is like an NPC in the game. After the task is triggered, he must complete it to get the reward.
"Okay, can you lend us your fishing rod?" He answered the question graciously.
"Choose yourself."
The old man pointed to all kinds of fishing rods on the wall, "The fishing rods here are all very useful, and they can catch at least ten catties of fish."
Song Yunran paused: "Ten catties?"
He turned his head and looked at the photographer next to him, "Don't you really want us to catch so much?!"
The photographer remained silent, showing with practical actions that he was just an emotionless shooting machine.
"Speak, what are you afraid of, anyway, it will be cut off later."
Song Yunran seriously confirmed, "Are you really going to catch ten catties? Who would want to see the two of us sitting there fishing?"
Photographer: "...we are a travel and leisure variety show."
The implication is that the audience is here to watch you tour the mountains and rivers.
Don't talk about fishing, even if you climb the mountain out of breath, it is in line with the purpose of the program.
Song Yunran gave in. Relying on his instinctive preferences, he chose the most colorful fishing rod, and came to the fish pond with Qin Ke and sat down.
Don't you just go fishing
Song Yunran thought, just hang up the bait and throw it into the water, and then wait for the fish to take the bait. An old man in his sixties and seventies can do it, and it is difficult for him to go to school at such a young age.
Thinking about this, Song Yunran did something that he later regretted very much.
He turned his face to Qin Ke and said, "Why don't we come to the game."
"Huh?" Qin Ke put on the bait slowly, "Are you sure?"
Song Yunran was taken aback, but his fighting spirit was aroused by just three words, and he asked directly, "Do you want to bet or not?"
Qin Ke smiled: "What are you going to bet this time?"
"..."
Song Yunran's heart skipped a beat, and he finally remembered the result of the last bet, which was that he was forced to call Qin Ke his brother.
He couldn't repeat the same mistakes, he thought for a while, and he should be cautious. If there is a more troublesome link in the later program group, whoever loses will get in. "
The photographer really wanted to complain.
That's it? Do you dare to play big!
He pinned his hopes on Qin Ke, hoping that the other party would deny the proposal and stir up the atmosphere.
It's a pity that Qin Ke nodded: "Okay, I listen to you."
Song Yunran looked at Qin Ke's calm expression, and vaguely felt something was wrong.
Oops, I accidentally forgot that Qin Ke is the protagonist in the book.
What if the author secretly added fishing skills to him? !
"... have you ever fished before?" he belatedly askedァ
Qin Ke recalled: "I learned it for filming."
Although it is also a matter of the previous life.
Mistake, Song Yunran secretly regretted it.
He had only gone fishing with his parents before, and the whole process was that the crew helped set up the fishing rod, stared at the sea surface, and reminded him that he could reel in the rod. It can be called a fully automatic fishing experience.
He won't lose, he frowned, and comforted himself instead, don't panic.
Maybe Qin Ke was just bluffing
…
Ten minutes later, Song Yunran rubbed between his eyebrows: "There may be something wrong with my fishing rod."
Qin Ke put a big fish he just caught into the bucket: "I'll trade it with you?"
"It doesn't have to be."
Song Yunran snorted coldly, glanced at the bucket uncontrollably, the current record is 3:0.
It is very shocking.
Song Yunran propped his chin and looked at the calm water, as if he had seen how unscrupulous netizens would laugh at him in the bullet screen when it was broadcast in the future.
[Is this the world of the strong? Love love love.]
[Choose the most beautiful fishing rod and catch fish that never catches the bait.]
[Whoever saw it didn't say a word, what a miserable fishing rod.]
Song Yunran was so angry with his imagination that his cheeks puffed up, and at this moment he finally saw the water surface at the end of the fishing rod move.
He quickly sat up straight and pulled back hard!
Instead the bait sank.
"...?"
This is afraid that he caught a big fish, Song Yunran didn't want to waste the opportunity, so he hurriedly asked for help: "Do me a favor, this fish is too heavy."
Before he finished speaking, a hand with distinct joints quickly covered the back of his hand.
Qin Ke put down his fishing rod, clear blue veins appeared on his wrist, and took his hand to recycle the line together.
With the joint efforts of the two, a big black-blue fish jumped out of the sparkling lake, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
It can weigh seven or eight catties visually, it is indeed a big fish.
Even the photographer next to him was shocked.
Song Yunran finally got rid of his shame. He threw the fish into the bucket and asked proudly, "Have you seen my true strength? I just let you go!"
"Well, I can see it."
Qin Ke turned his head and said with a smile, "Thank you Mr. Song for taking care of me."
The whisper close to the ear made Song Yunran's mind "buzz", causing chaos.
He subconsciously covered his chest, and lowered his eyes to look at the back of the hand touched by Qin Ke, as if there was still a trace of residual warmth and touch on it.
After a moment of silence, Song Yunran realized, and he realized again.
This is definitely a link that Shen Yiyi didn't have time to modify, and she used the name of fishing to show off her affection.
Song Yunran blinked slowly, and felt that he had to ask Shen Yiyi how he came up with such a meticulous plan when he went back.
It's really hard to guard against.
The author has something to say: Yu Tiantian: wuliyyy1005 Shen Yiyi: Is this the world of blame, I love it