After dealing with all this, everyone found a room to take a good shower and put on the clean clothes in the closet. As if to make up for the faults of the mother and son, Li Xin cooked dinner for everyone downstairs by herself, and called them down for dinner regularly.
Everyone was hungry, even though Li Xin's cooking skills were mediocre, he devoured it, as if he had eaten some delicious food in the world.
Until dinner is over, there is something in the stomach, and people's emotions relax in the comfort and safety of the environment, and with it, all kinds of emotions that there is no time to feel in the desperate escape are thrown into this kind of place. The collapse and despair, the horror of seeing their companions eaten, and the fear of a future full of unknowns, swept them like a raging tide.
They sat on the sofa, hugging their heads, sobbing and sobbing.
Evans also looked restless and looked at Song Juyao.
Song Juyao was the only one who seemed calm at the scene, she frowned slightly, pinched her chin and fell into contemplation. Her leadership temperament has gradually been revealed. After experiencing last night's escape from the wolf mouth, other people have vaguely regarded her as a wolf in their hearts. Seeing her like this, they can't help but look at her expectantly. what to expect.
"Compared with the fact that Fanxing Group tricked us into being an unknown guinea pig, live variety shows are all deceptive. I am more inclined. We are indeed live. There are many viewers watching our every move." Song Ju Yao said.
"If it's just an ordinary guinea pig, why would it take so much trouble to find you to participate? You are all big stars with a large number of fans and a huge nationality. If you disappear, wouldn't it attract the world's attention? Why would they ask for it themselves? trouble?"
【smart! Everyone else has already decided that they were only tricked into being a guinea pig by the Fanxing Group, thinking that live broadcasts and variety shows do not exist anymore]
[The product of Fanxing Group is so hard-core this time, she should not be able to find out the truth]
[If she can find out, that's really awesome! 】
[Am I the only one who thinks Song Juyao is cold-blooded? Liquan is dead, she can still analyze so calmly, she is not sad at all]
[Sad your mother is sad, your mother is dead, you go to be sad, what variety show are you watching here]
[There is no need to save them if the real daughter is cold-blooded, ok? 】
[The bar will only be late and will not be absent]
The staff of the Survival Island Paradise project team also raised their ears and stared at the screen to see what Song Juyao had to say.
Others followed Song Juyao's line of thinking and thought it made sense, and at the same time they diverged.
"What you mean is that Fanxing Group is indeed conducting variety shows and doing damn live broadcasts, but in order to pay in direct proportion to what they get, this live broadcast will definitely bring them more benefits than trouble." Listan forehead Blue veins burst.
Evans: "Is this a live broadcast on the dark web?"
"A bloody hunting game for some rich people?"
"It's boring to watch ordinary people, but it's more interesting to watch us celebrities?"
"It's too much, how can you do this!"
"To waste people's lives and disregard the law, what a black-hearted group!"
They already had all sorts of terrifying possibilities in their minds, and the more they thought about it, the more likely it became, and the more they swore it.
Song Juyao listened silently, as if being guided by them, did not speak, but occasionally lowered his eyes and drank the hot tea in the cup gracefully.
"Fairy Wood"
Survival Island Paradise Project Team: The group's reputation was badly hurt.
Viewers: If it weren't for us or the people watching the live broadcast, I would have almost believed your analysis. …hahahahahaha so fucking funny!
Listan got to his feet angrily, fingering his middle fingers frantically in all directions, silently insulting the deranged audience who might be watching them flee and laugh.
Survival Island Paradise Project Team: …
Audience: …Thanks for being compared. Hahahahahaha so fucking fun! !
Everyone else was looking at Listan's anger with his middle finger, but Jiang Baiqi's eyes went beyond Listam and fell on Song Juyao, who was drinking tea behind him. The girl was as quiet as a virgin and moved like a rabbit, drinking tea. Beautiful as a painting.
They set up a variety of clothes in the wardrobe of the stronghold. At this time, almost all the guests have changed into the most comfortable and casual clothes. Only she and Evans are still wearing jackets and quick-drying pants, which are most suitable for survival in the wild. clothing.
The thigh pendant of Evans' sister, who has no use for farting other than watching the fire and shouting 666, must have obeyed her sister's words, that is to say, she is still vigilant, in other people's already warm lights, food and soft When the sofa corrodes.
In her mind, there must be another guess about their current situation, but she didn't say it.
Jiang Baiqi covered his mouth, full of curiosity, his gray eyes stared at Song Juyao motionless, when the camera was accidentally blocked, he subconsciously looked back.
Then he seemed to find out what he was doing, and he was stunned for a moment, a little annoyed. At this time, an email delivery notification came from the computer. This special email delivery voice was set up to be able to see the information of Princess Tulong at the first time. He was always very happy when he heard this ringtone before, but at this time he felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.
After hesitating for a while, she opened it, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was her agent who sent him a sample of his new book.
He felt like an empathetic scumbag. Mingming... Mingming's previous email exchanges with her were so pleasant.
…
Even with a soft bed, this night is destined to be a sleepless night for many people.
There are too many things in their minds, and they are disturbing.
Song Juyao just came out after washing his face, when he heard a knock on the door, he opened the door.
Li Xin was holding a glass of milk, her expression unnatural and expectant, "Ju Yao."
[I'm getting embarrassed]
【It's your mother, if you can talk about it, it would be good.】
【What to say? Aren't the facts right in front of you? The Wen family only needs Wen Zhu to pity, Song Juyao was dissed before, and none of them have spoken out to defend her]
[But Wen Zhulian has raised her for so many years, and her relationship will be broken wherever she says...]
When Song Juyao saw Li Xin, he was slightly taken aback: "Ms. Li."
Hearing Song Juyao calling her so, Li Xin felt very complicated, but she was not qualified to ask for anything.
"I thought you didn't sleep and bring you a glass of milk, it's better to sleep. It's been hard these days." Li Xin said with a reluctant smile.
Song Juyao took the milk and said politely, "Thank you, you have worked hard too."
Song Juyao's posture seemed to be over, and they could go back to their respective houses, but Li Xin seemed to want to talk to her, hesitated, and said, "Juyao, we didn't know you were so good-looking before. I thought you were having a bad time, so Zhuzhu always wanted us to bring you back, she... Although she is not your sister, she has a good heart."
Song Juyao understood what Li Xin meant. It turned out to be the case. He knew that now they might have to rely on Song Juyao to have a way out, but he was afraid that Song Juyao would take the opportunity to retaliate against Wen Zhulian, or take care of Wen Zhulian less, so he specifically interceded. of.
[… so speechless, it turned out to be for Wen Zhulian]
[There is no need to say more about the eccentricity of the Wen family towards fake daughters]
[But this is understandable, Wen Zhulian is so good, how many years does it take to produce such a genius, and it has been raised for so many years]
[Said as if the real money is not excellent]
Song Juyao nodded, very calm and gentle, like treating anyone in this room: "I believe her heart is good, it's very late, you go back to rest quickly."
"Eh... OK." Li Xin could only leave.
Li Xin's room was next to Li Dada. Seeing Li Dada coming up from downstairs, he took her hand and said, "Your father will be fine."
"Really?" Something flashed in Li Dada's eyes, and he smiled reluctantly at her, "Zhuzhu will be fine."
They bowed their heads and saw that on the bracelet, Man Zhulian's green light was slowly moving in their direction.
…
Song Juyao held the warm milk cup and walked to the balcony. There is no scenery to see around, it is all forest, the bright moon hangs high, and the bright red is mixed with ominous scarlet.
From the balcony downstairs, the voices of Listan and Addison came.
Song Juyao did not intend to eavesdrop, but the sound insulation effect of this villa was not very good.
"Shall we talk?" Listan said.
"…Okay." Then Addison's familiar voice, always full of hesitation and uncertainty.
His father is an international tough guy movie star, but Addison is a thin teenager. He is 17 years old this year, but he looks a little younger than his age. Not gregarious, and regarded as a freak by classmates at school, the relationship between the two fathers and sons has always been strange.
Like something with a thick layer in between.
The optimistic and strong-looking man who just competed with his middle finger downstairs, was sitting face to face with his thin son, staring at his son with a pair of piercing eyes on his bald face.
Addison's big eyes, inherited from his mother, looked at him, too, but full of discomfort.
"You know, we're in a dilemma right now, maybe at some point we're going to say goodbye, so I think we need to talk."
Addison: "…what do you want to talk about?"
"How are you at school?"
Addison: "That's it."
"Have you got a girlfriend yet?"
Addison: "Uh… yes, maybe. An underclass girl."
"Wow, how is she?"
"Alright... alright, pretty cool."
Song Juyao: …
Audiences:…
Very father-son chat.
Song Juyao listened to the two father and son chatting stiffly, and just as he was about to go in with the milk in his hand, he heard a voice from downstairs.
Addison: "I always remember."
Listan froze for a moment: "What?"
The teenager said: "When I was 5 years old, my mother hanged herself in front of me."
Song Juyao was stunned, only to hear a moment of silence downstairs, and then Listan said, "Can you forgive me?"
Addison, still in that warm tone, said something that broke his father's heart: "I don't think so."
[Ah, I remember that Listan's wife committed suicide because of depression]
【My heart is broken, it turns out】
【Postpartum depression? 】
【Cried】
There was no sound downstairs, Song Juyao let out a sigh of relief and walked into the bedroom.
Everyone had a lot of things on their minds that night. Even the soft bed could not let them sleep peacefully. Li Wenling and his wife were taking care of Meng Cong who had a high fever, Chang's mother was also taking care of Chang Youqing, and Li Dada smoked one on the balcony. Another cigarette, the barrage is arguing whether she is broken or worried about the pressure of her father. It is understandable. Li Xin and Wen Yingting are worried about their family members, and they are also tormented by guilt for indirectly killing Liquan...
There was a sound of fiddling on the guitar from the next door, and it was Evans, who had a sister who could do everything, writing a song...
…
the next day.
The sun slowly illuminates this dark and mysterious island.
The people in the villa were still asleep because it was almost dawn.
Only Li Wenling and his wife got up. With red eyes, they carried Liquan's stiff body out of the villa, took a shovel, and entered the forest.
On the other side, Wen Zhulian and his group walked down the river bank, occasionally leaving a series of footprints on the muddy bank.
During the break, a companion who was good at climbing trees climbed to the top of a tree to see the surrounding environment, and then saw the pointed house in the distance.
"The stronghold! They are in the stronghold!" The companion shouted in surprise.
The people in the team were extremely surprised in an instant. Their food was gone. Everyone was thinking about participating in the variety show. , and lost a lot. Some people have vomited and diarrhoea for a whole day because of drinking unclean water, and they look like they are about to die.
At this time, they found a stronghold! There will always be something useful in the stronghold!
Seeing hope, they got up and set off again, gritted their teeth, and finally arrived in front of this extremely warm villa at night.
"Mom! Brother!" Wen Zhulian immediately shouted, Li Xin and Wen Yingting upstairs looked at them and were very surprised.
The arrival of a group of people immediately made the whole villa lively.
"Hurry up, come in quickly! Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat right away!"
"Someone is injured, Mom, is there any medicine? First aid is needed here!" Wen Zhulian immediately set up the character and worried about: "How is Brother Qing? Where's Aunt Chang? I'm about to die of worry! It's all my fault, if It's not that I didn't hold Zhenzhen..."
Chang's mother was very happy to see Wen Zhulian, and she was pulling her to ask for warmth, as if being warmed by her intimate little padded jacket, she nodded again and again: "Your brother Qing is very strong, after all, you are still young, and your fever is about to subside. Now! What happened to Zhenzhen... no one can blame you..."
"Dada! How are you, Dada? Look, I brought your father here safely!"
"Sister Ling, where is Liquan?"
When Wen Zhulian came, she was as free and lively as a host. She asked everyone for help and took the initiative. She has always been such a person, no matter when, she must be the center of the crowd.
At this time, Song Juyao and Evans came in from the outside. She didn't go to see a group of people. They could know their arrival through the bracelet, and there was nothing to be surprised about.
She just frowned and stared at the dirty floor that had been trampled on.
Wen Zhulian hurriedly said, "Ju Yao, don't mind, we'll clean it up later!"
Song Juyao squatted down directly, tugging at the dirt on the ground with his fingers and stared at it.
Seeing her like this, Li Wenling and others couldn't help but get nervous, "Ju Yao, what's the matter?"
Song Juyao's expression changed slightly, he raised his head and looked at Wen Zhulian seriously: "How did you come here?"
"Just... just walked over." Wen Zhulian said as if she was frightened.
Wen Zhulian's partners suddenly said dissatisfiedly: "If you don't come over, can you still fly over?"
"What nonsense are you asking!"
"Is it alright to say something straight? What are you selling!"
"Shut up!" Li Wenling shouted. After experiencing Liquan's incident, her nerves became very sensitive. After all, she still has a son who needs to be protected, and this child, she will never let him have any accident again. "Ju Yao, what's wrong?"
Song Juyao rubbed the soil, "This is the north—that is, the clay that is unique to the place we came from. Although it is very sticky, it will be very distressing to get caught in the anti-slip grooves on the sole, but it will fall off easily if it is soaked in water. The soles of the shoes have been in contact with water for a long time and should not be brought to this place. That is to say, you did not cross the river, but detoured all the way."
"What nonsense are you talking about, did we just say it or come over? Let's analyze it and show how much you know." The young man said impatiently.
"Juyao, they didn't cross the river, what are they—" Suddenly remembering something, Li Wenling's expression suddenly froze.
All the people who heard Song Juyao say that, their expressions froze.
Song Juyao's words suddenly echoed in his mind.
[The sense of smell of brown bears is 7 times that of hounds. They may also catch the smell left by the clothes rubbing the leaves. They must pass through the river to cut off the tracking of brown bears... ]
The cold air rushed to the sky from the soles of the feet, and the heartbeats of everyone who had heard Song Juyao's popular science began to accelerate, and the horror of the brown bear shrouded everyone's heads in an instant.
Li Wenling looked at Song Juyao, her voice trembling: "They brought the bear...?"
【Mom! ! ! ! 】
【Rely by by by by! ! No! 】
[My scalp is numb, has that bear been following behind Wen Zhulian and the others? 】
[Fuck, how long did it stop, and Wen Zhulian was really killed by this group of people! 】
[Zhuzhu and the others don't know about this, and Xiong doesn't necessarily follow him. Why do you take what Song Juyao said as the imperial edict? If Xiong didn't come, wouldn't you be afraid of embarrassment?]
"What? Bear?" Wen Zhu was stunned.
"What did we bring the bear? We didn't do anything! Don't talk nonsense!" The others were also taken aback.
However, as soon as their voices fell, a flash of lightning suddenly slashed across the night sky, and a flock of birds in the forest suddenly rose up and flew to the sky, and a terrifying atmosphere suddenly permeated.
The person who just spoke suddenly froze, opened his mouth wide, stretched out his hand, and pointed forward with a trembling: "There... it seems..."