I, Qinghuan

Chapter 60

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"Don't worry," Qing Huan comforted Ming Wancheng, "It's just the first number anyway. If you can find the remaining three, you can try the first one one by one."

"But these are interlocking clues." Tomorrow night Cheng angrily could not wait to bite the iron rod. "She ate the first clue. How will you find it next?"

Nanyang still did not change his face: "What's the hurry, it's still early." Then, she picked up a shrimp ball and carried it to the laboratory, "Do you want to eat it?"

Tomorrow night, the anger on Cheng's face instantly solidified, and the raised eyebrows slowly flattened. She stretched her neck and stared at the balls in Nanyang's hand, swallowed, and nodded heartlessly, "I want to eat."

Nanyang took a new bowl, put some cooked vegetables in it, filled a small half bowl and handed it to Qing Huan by the barred window. Qing Huan took it and handed it to Ming Wancheng from the gap of the iron rod, and Ming Wancheng lay down on the tight small window sill and took one bite at a time.

Qi Yi covered her nose and rummaged through the specimen racks earnestly, while Cen Ziyan and Bai Jinqiu were also continuing to look for clues. Only on the side of Room 1, one person is concentrating on eating hot pot, and one person is leaning against the barred window and chatting with Cheng Cheng tomorrow night, there is no sign that he wants to move about the game.

Two small boxes with locks were found in hospital room No. 3, and Qi Yi in laboratory No. 2 found some newspaper fragments that could not be put together as a whole. These clues are too fragmented, and it seems that the first one cannot be solved. There is no way to progress. However, he ate all the fish balls in the heart, so he couldn't cut open Nanyang's stomach to see how many he had eaten. Several people were tired after searching for a while, so they simply lay down beside the small iron window and chatted.

Qing Huan shouted across room 2: "Mr. Bai, I haven't had time to say hello to you. Speaking of which, it's the first time I met you today. It's too far away to shake hands with you, hello. , I'm very happy to participate in the variety show with you!"

Bai Jinqiu heard that Qing Huan took the initiative to cue himself, so he also walked to the window, an old artist who has been in the entertainment industry for many years, even if he is cold in nature, he will not be as reckless as Nan Yang. , she smiled kindly to Room 1: "Hello, I heard Yanyan mention you."

Tomorrow night, Cheng answered vaguely with a ball in his mouth: "Mr. Bai, I also like you very much. The "Blue Smile" you played is one of the most classic martial arts films in film history! I have to download it every time I change my phone. Once, there was also your acceptance speech clip when you won the Golden Hero Award for Best Actress with "Blue Smile", and I'm still reluctant to delete it."

Cen Ziyan put the locked box she just found on the window sill, stood with Bai Jinqiu, tilted her head and smiled: "Acheng, aren't you afraid that Teacher Qi will be jealous?"

Tomorrow night Cheng waved his hands again and again: "I'm not really a couple with her, how are you four like you, real 'wife and wife', please give me less dog food in the next month."

Qi Yi walked out from behind a shelf in dismay, holding an open glass jar in his hand. Seeing that Cheng was chatting happily while eating meatballs tomorrow night, he walked over and frowned and asked, "You had a good time chatting. Ah, I still ate it, don't want to go out?"

"No, sister..." Tomorrow night, Cheng lowered his head and murmured softly, "We've been stuck here for more than an hour, sister, aren't you hungry?"

Qi Yi touched his stomach and looked at the messed up laboratory. His nose was already immune to formalin. After doing the math, it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon, and it was indeed time for lunch.

In fact, the people in the three rooms were a little hungry. Tomorrow night, Cheng noticed that everyone pursed their lips much more often than before. As the central room for everyone, she took the initiative to ask about Cen Ziyan: "Ziyan "Mr. Bai, do you want to eat some too?"

Cen Ziyan asked Bai Jinqiu carefully, "Auntie, are you hungry?"

Bai Jinqiu's indifferent eyes softened when they touched Cen Ziyan, "Eat a little if you want."

Qing Huan winked and replied, "Nanyang and I will help you cook some dishes, you wait a while."

Nanyang sat motionless in front of the hot pot. The pot was almost boiled dry. She unscrewed a bottle of mineral water from the sponsor and poured it into it to continue cooking. Qing Huan sat beside her and helped her cook together.

Nanyang stirred the pot with a large spoon, put his other hand on his stomach, and whispered to Qinghuan, "I'm full."

Qing Huan glared at her softly, and said angrily, "You should have been full long ago, you have eaten for an hour."

"It would be better if there was dessert." Nanyang said expressionlessly.

"... We're here to escape now, not for a dinner party," Qing Huan turned the hot pot to heat and sighed, "Aren't you really worried that you won't be able to get out?"

Nanyang took a tissue, wiped his mouth lightly, and said, "It's a big deal, I just want to try it."

"I sat a few times when I was young, and it was very uncomfortable." Qing Huan was a little helpless, stirring the pot with a colander, "The seat is very hard, and people can't stand it for five or six hours. It's going to hurt. Besides, there are a lot of people in the carriage, it's very noisy, and the smell is not good. It's estimated that a big boss like you can't sit down for three hours, let alone three days and two nights, forget it. Bar."

"Yeah." Nan Yang nodded, feeling that what Qing Huan said made sense.

"'Hmm' what' 'um', you'll be 'ummmmm' all day long, you're suffocated." Qing Huan smiled and raised her hand and pinched Nanyang's ear, the tiny diamond followed her movement. The lights flickered.

"...You guys eat first, and I'll tell you how to get out when you're full." Nanyang still had no expression on his face when he said this.

Qing Huan raised her eyebrows: "Do you know how to get out?"

This woman just squatted here and ate hot pot for an hour. She didn't even move, how could she know how to escape the secret room

Nanyang just looked at Qing Huan's unwilling eyes and kept silent.

If Qinghuan had ancient memories at this time, she would understand that Nanyang once led a group of sect disciples and fighters in the dangerous tomb of Concubine Si to decipher the zigzag maze with ten moving directions. people. How could this small secret room possibly trap her

This kind of low-level secret room doesn't even need to calculate the position. Nanyang can determine where things are hidden within half a minute of taking off the blindfold. Those combination locks are even more funny. She doesn't need to find the password at all. As long as she turns it herself, she can directly hear the correct number from the difference in the rotation of the lock cylinder gear with her ear.

She has been eating hot pot all the time, just to leave time for other people to do variety shows. If Qing Huan really doesn't want to stay any longer, she will naturally take her out of here as soon as possible.

The dish was already cooked, Qing Huan took a few clean tableware, put the ingredients in the hot pot evenly, and muttered with a smile while carefully dividing the dishes: "Actually... it's quite fun for everyone to be here together, you can Let’s eat together and chat, we didn’t know each other very well at first, but after playing around, we will become familiar with each other, what a good opportunity to get to know each other, the program team also thinks the same way, let’s get to know each other first.”

Nanyang nodded, "Then don't rush out."

"Speak as if you really have the ability to go out."

"… "

Qing Huan picked up two bowls and called Nan Yang, "Come here too, let's chat by the window."

Nanyang helped carry the other two bowls, followed Qing Huan to walk over and sent bowls of dishes to the laboratory next to him. Cheng took it tomorrow night, and distributed two more bowls to the ward over there.

Several people leaned against the wall casually, chatting while eating the freshly cooked dishes in the hot pot.

After a few more chats, Qing Huan realized that Bai Jinqiu and Nan Yang were very different. Nanyang doesn't like to talk, that is, from the beginning to the end, she doesn't like to talk, even if she gets to know her well, she still doesn't like to talk, because taciturnity is part of her character. Bai Jinqiu is only slow, and people are still very friendly. After eating the hot pot, Cen Ziyan was a lot happier, and Bai Jinqiu's face became much gentler, and slowly he would talk to them about his past when he was filming.

Qing Huan simply dragged the hot pot table to the bar, chatting and laughing with them while cooking the dishes. After Cen Ziyan finished eating, she would bring new meatballs to Ming Wancheng, and tomorrow night Cheng would pass the meatballs to Cen Ziyan. It's like a relay race.

Although the six people were separated into three rooms, they were handed over like this, as if they were really eating at the same table.

Chatting and chatting, several people talked about their own hobbies from their respective occupations, and from their own hobbies to their own idols.

"Acheng, who is your idol?" Qing Huan asked with her chin up.

"Before entering the entertainment industry, I especially liked ANT's Jiang Yanran," Cheng said brightly in the evening, "The captain of ANT is also the lead singer. He is really a singing skill at the level of the National Opera House! He can play the piano, really It's so strong!"

Cen Ziyan nodded: "Yan Ran is indeed very powerful. What about Teacher Qi?"

"I know who Xiao Yi's idol is." Qing Huan smiled and looked at Qi Yi, Qi Yi also smiled, and said a name in unison with Qing Huan:

"Planck."

Tomorrow night, Cheng blinked curiously: "Is Planck a star?"

"A physicist who founded quantum mechanics and is very handsome." Qi Yi explained with a smile.

Tomorrow night Cheng shook his head thoughtfully and said, "Then... I will also be a physicist in the future, and I will also study quantum mechanics."

Qi Yi looked at Ming Wancheng's vase head who couldn't even read the ancient poems necessary for high school Chinese, and the corners of his smiling mouth curved into some helplessness.

Qing Huan asked Room 3, which was far away, "How about you, Ziyan?"

Bai Jinqiu lowered his head and stared at Cen Ziyan for a moment. Cen Ziyan glanced at Bai Jinqiu's expression uneasily, and a trace of coerced embarrassment flashed across her eyes, but she concealed it very well, and even the camera couldn't capture her momentary gaffe. She pursed her lips and replied in a low voice, "I... I only liked my aunt."

Bai Jinqiu smiled with satisfaction after hearing this, and followed her words: "I don't have an idol."

It is normal for a generation of shadow gods like Bai Jinqiu to have no worship. Everyone nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

Tomorrow night Cheng turned his head and asked his master, "Master, who do you like?"

"Me," Qing Huan tilted her head and smiled brightly, "I like Lisa."

Nanyang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Who is Lisa?"

"I know, I like it very much too!" Cheng replied tomorrow night, "A Thai singer who debuted and developed in South Korea, and is the lead dancer in the team. She looks very cute." She raised her hand towards the ceiling. The camera in the corner waved, "Teacher remember to post the photo later, Amway will wave our world Barbie!"

Nanyang pondered for a long time, and asked Qing Huan in a low voice, "Do you like cute women?"

Qing Huan nodded with a smile, "Well, everyone will like this cute little sister."

Nanyang lowered his head, frowned slightly, and stopped talking for a while.

Qing Huan noticed her suddenly depressed mood, glanced at the camera above her head, lowered her voice and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Nanyang raised his eyes to look at Qing Huan, his unturned eyelashes drooped down, blocking the imperceptible frustration in his eyes:

"I... don't seem cute."

Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, looking at Nan Yang who was overly serious at the moment, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.