"No, you're cute." Qing Huan restrained her smile and comforted.
Nanyang frowned, and was still unhappy when he heard being said by Qing Huan that he was cute. She didn't think she belonged to the kind of cute woman, Qing Huan must have said this on purpose to appease her.
"Boss Nan, besides Zhu Zhu, which star do you like?" Qi Yi asked.
Nanyang shook his head: "I don't have an idol either."
Tomorrow night, Cheng said bluntly without hesitation: "Yo, don't you all have an idol like this?"
Bai Jinqiu and Nan Yang looked at Ming Wancheng coolly at the same time.
Tomorrow night, Cheng shuddered amid the dry ice.
Several people continued to chat about a lot of things, and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious. The dishes on the wooden shelf in Room 1 were gradually put into the pot. Qing Huan brought all the mineral water from all the sponsors in the room and kept going. Continue to the pot. But after all, there are six mouths, and there is not enough water to eat and eat.
Nanyang glanced at the pot that was about to dry, looked at the camera in the corner of the room, and said in a low voice, "Director, add water."
Half a minute later, the broadcast that had been silent for a long time finally turned on again, and the voice of the program PD came helplessly—
"Everyone, it's been two hours and seven minutes, it's 8:30 p.m., and none of the passwords have been cracked yet. We understand your dining needs, but we have to remind you that you're in an urgent back room now. I'm escaping. I hope you can start the game as soon as possible after you have enough food and water."
Qing Huan asked for help in a low voice in embarrassment: "But we have eaten all the clues."
There was a rustling sound from the radio, and the PD was vaguely heard saying "cut the next paragraph", and then when the PD spoke again, there was no longer a radio tone: "Ancestors, there is more than one, that one. There are three clues hidden in the food on the shelf. You guys have eaten them all! It’s not impossible for you to chat, but you have to play some games, otherwise we can’t do it in the later stage, please Teachers. Now let me tell you the clues you just finished eating, 5 pieces of fish balls with heart, 3 pieces of small green vegetables, and 8 pieces of broccoli, please remember, you will need them later."
PD paused for a while, and there was a long sigh on the radio, "Also, I sent you your own personalities before, did you all forget? , I wish Zhu's gentle elder sister character, Teacher Bai and Boss Nan's favorite wife character, hurry up! Let's play the game! Hurry up!"
The PDs of the program are all cued like this, and it is not easy for everyone to continue paddling in the water. They returned the tableware and chopsticks to Room 1 and began to search for the room seriously.
The program crew may have been frightened by their operation just now, for fear that they would not care anymore. After about ten minutes, every room began to have some abnormalities.
The first room was Room 2. Tomorrow night, Cheng sneezed while squatting on the ground to turn over the specimen. She wiped her arm and found that the amount of dry ice in the room had tripled. She began to wonder if she had returned. Arrived at Beifu Mountain. Qi Yi's spectacle lenses were directly frozen with a layer of frost, so she had to take off her glasses and wipe them with her cuffs, her pure eyes narrowed in confusion, and she searched with difficulty in the iron frame.
Then came Room 3. Bai Jinqiu and Cen Ziyan were looking for something quietly, but suddenly they heard the iron door of their room being smashed with force, and then there was a sound of a chainsaw pulling. It's like there will be a murderer at any moment sawing through the iron gate and rushing in to catch them. The house was originally small, and such a noise made Cen Ziyan shrink into the corner of the wall instantly, trembling all over. Bai Jinqiu was also taken aback by the exaggerated movement, but she quickly regained her composure, went to Cen Ziyan to hug her, and whispered in her ear to comfort her: "Yanyan is not afraid, it's all fake, auntie it's here."
But after being hugged by Bai Jinqiu, Cen Ziyan's expression seemed to be even more frightened, as if she was trapped in a corner with no way out by the devil, and even her breathing was trembling.
Qing Huan noticed the movement of those two rooms, and didn't pay too much attention to them. She just asked Nan Yang next to her with interest: "Guess what will happen in our room?"
Nanyang turned over a backpack without changing his face, and replied casually, "It doesn't matter."
"Yeah, our boss Nan is so powerful, he's not afraid of anything." Qing Huan laughed at her.
Nanyang didn't say anything and didn't care. She just wanted to get everything out as soon as possible and go back to the hotel to sleep early.
When he was picking up a locked wooden box, Nanyang raised his eyes inadvertently, and his whole body froze instantly, his fingers clasped on the edge of the wooden box, so tight that it turned white.
Qing Huan noticed something was wrong with the people around her. She glanced at Nan Yang and found that Nan Yang was staring at one place, her eyes were opening wider than usual, and she didn't dare to blink.
She followed along.
After seeing the small things on the ground, she was stunned for a moment.
Perhaps to punish the culprit who led everyone to eat hot pot together, or to urge them to complete their escape mission as soon as possible, the props team actually put a bunch of black-striped spiders from an abandoned exhaust fan in the corner.
It is a very common indoor spider, the kind that can be seen in the kitchen utensils and in the corners of the home. It is small in size, light brown in color, and has eight thin and long legs, like small curved iron hooks. It's not poisonous, and it doesn't look scary, just the size of a fingernail.
Nanyang, however, looked like he was facing a great enemy. He quickly got up and took a few steps back. The wooden box he had just held was thrown on the ground, and there was a loud bang.
Qing Huan looked at Nanyang who was already leaning against the wall in surprise. Compared with the spider, Nanyang's reaction surprised her even more.
"You... afraid of spiders?" She raised her eyebrows.
Nanyang leaned against the wall and stared at the group of spiders on the ground that had just been put in and were still running around headlessly, with a thin layer of sweat oozing from the tip of his nose.
It seemed really scary.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll circle them." Qing Huan hurriedly took a few empty dustpans from the wooden frame, carefully drove the spiders into a pile, and then covered them with the dustpan. There were a few wandering outside, so Qing Huan took a few more empty bowls and turned them upside down to imprison them separately.
"Can..." Nan Yang's chin was trembling slightly, "Can you step on it to death?"
Qinghuan frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Don't, it's not very cute, but they are alive anyway. I'll just trap them, don't be afraid, they won't escape. "
Nanyang was silent for a long time before he nodded meekly, "Okay... don't step on to death."
She can endure no matter how scared she is, no matter what, nothing is important to protect Qing Huan's kindness.
But in the same room with swarms of spiders, she could no longer mobilize her knowledge to help find clues. She could only lean against the wall tightly, her mind was blank, as if her IQ had been lowered by several levels.
Qinghuan circled the spider and walked to Nanyang's side, hugging her shoulders and comforting her in a low voice. When she got closer, she found that Nanyang's eyelashes had been frightened off a few, and the few soft eyelashes were glued to the lower eyelid with a little moisture, like new leaves knocked down by the strong wind. Qing Huan wanted to laugh a little, but she still didn't laugh, she just wiped Nan Yang's eyes with her cuff.
There was a faint sound of sneezing from the next room.
Tomorrow night, Cheng has already sneezed eight times, tears and snot running together. She was thinking of going to the mirror today, so she dressed cooler, with a thin white dress all over her body, and the skirt only reached the bottom of her thighs. Their room has been sprayed with dry ice, almost like a fairyland. It is a white fog, and they can't see anything clearly. It is more tragic than an ice cellar.
Tomorrow night, Cheng was rubbing his nose dimly when he suddenly felt a soft piece of warmth pressed down on his shoulders.
She turned her head to look, and in the white fog, it took three seconds to recognize that it was Qi Yi's coat.
Qi Yi was standing beside her wearing a thin T-shirt, and the blue light above her head shone on her, making her even more lonely. She got closer, lowered her voice and asked, "You are so cold, can't you tell the director to turn down the dry ice a little bit?"
Tomorrow night, Cheng's eyes were red, and he shook his head: "It's just for variety show effects like this."
"But you're an artist anyway, they really don't care about your body at all?"
"Maybe Teacher Bai or Zhu Zhu will be cared for," Cheng shrugged his shoulders heartlessly and took a breath, "For a newcomer like me, it would be nice if the show team would play with me, I can contribute a few Just laugh."
Qi Yi frowned and looked at her silently for a long time.
After a long while, Qi Yi said softly, "Acheng, you are also a girl."
Tomorrow night Cheng was startled when he heard the words, the smile on his lips slowly flattened until his face was expressionless. After a while, she raised her lips again and smiled softly, "Sister, it seems... only you treat me like an ordinary girl."
She has been in this world for so many years, and she has made many friends with her cheerful personality. She is the joy of everyone. Everyone likes her, they are willing to chat with her, and they like to watch her play tricks, but no one really cares about her. Everyone is drawing warmth from her, but no one cares where her warmth comes from.
From ancient times to now, only one person is willing to walk into the depths of her heart.
Tomorrow night, Cheng closed his eyes and remembered that after seeing Qi Yi for the first time, he had severe stomach pains because of drinking too much ice cola. Qi Yi stayed by her side that night, and said sorry a lot. She said, Ah Cheng, are you in pain? Ah Cheng, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have given you so much iced Coke. Ah Cheng, you must be in pain, sorry, sorry.
She had a vague dream that night.
She dreamed that the familiar face was leaning over her eyes, holding her hand, and crying:
"I'm sorry, Ash."
"I'm sorry, I've been away from you for so long, you must be in pain, right?"
"Acheng, are you in pain?"
"Three thousand years, how did you get here by yourself? There is no one around you, no one knows your secrets, no one knows that you will fall ill, what kind of torment it will be when your five internal organs are in pain. ?"
"Acheng, I love you so much... Why did you suffer so cruelly for three thousand years, why do you still have to laugh at everyone?"
She smiled and replied: "Sister, don't worry. I can bear it. If you bear it well, it won't be so painful. Everyone has worked hard to live in this world. Yes... one more person is happy because of me, and I'll be happy too."
That plain face cried even harder.
"Acheng, you're a girl too..."
The sun never hesitates to give light to everyone, and everyone accepts such benefits as they should. But no one will think, is the sun tired? Does the sun have a dark side? When the moon came out, did the sun take off the disguise of the day and hide in which corner to cry secretly
Sister, it seems... only you see me as an ordinary girl.
Treat me as an ordinary child who needs company when he is sick, a doll when he is lost, and teaching when he is inexperienced.