I, Qing Huan

"No, you are very cute." Qing Huan suppressed a smile and comforted.

Nan Yang frowned, and she was still unhappy when she heard Qinghuan say cute. She didn't think she belonged to the kind of cute woman, and Qing Huan must have said so deliberately to comfort her.

"Then 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 Cheng said bluntly without any scruples: "Oh, don't you have any idols like you guys?"

Bai Jinqiu and Nanyang both looked at Mingwancheng in a chilly manner.

Cheng shivered in the dry ice surrounding tomorrow night.

Several people continued to talk about many things, and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious. The dishes on the wooden shelf in Room 1 gradually fell into the pot. Qing Huan took all the mineral water from all the sponsors in the house, and kept on. Continue to the pot. But after all, there are six mouths, and there is not enough water to eat.

Nan Yang glanced at the boiling pot, looked at the camera in the corner of the room, and said faintly, "Director, add water."

After half a minute, 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 in the evening. There is still no password cracked. We understand your dining needs, but we have to remind you that everyone is now in an urgent secret room. Escape. I hope you can start the game as soon as possible after you have enough water and food."

A little embarrassed, Qing Huan whispered for help: "But we have eaten a clue."

There was a rustling sound from the broadcaster, and I could vaguely hear the PD say "Cut off the next paragraph", and then when PD spoke again, there was no more broadcast voice: "Ancestors, there are more than one, that There are three clues hidden in the food on the shelf. You don’t leave them all to eat! It’s not impossible for you to chat, but you have to play some games, otherwise we really can’t do it later, please Teachers. Now let me tell you the clues that you just finished eating. You have 5 fish balls, 3 small green vegetables, and 8 broccoli. Remember, you will need it later."

PD paused, and there was a long sigh on the radio, "Also, I have sent you your personal settings before, can you forget them all? Please hurry up and get some tricks, Acheng’s favorites , Zhu Zhu’s gentle eldest sister, Mr. Bai and Boss Nan’s favorite wife, hurry up! Let’s play the game! Hurry!"

The PD of the show is all in this cue process, and everyone is not good to continue paddling. They returned the tableware to Room 1 and began to search the room seriously.

The program group may have been frightened by the operation they had just done, for fear that they would not worry about it anymore. After about ten minutes, every room started to be a little abnormal.

The first room was Room 2. Tomorrow night Cheng sneezed suddenly when she squatted on the ground and turned over the specimens. She wiped her arms and found that the amount of dry ice in the room had at least tripled, and she started to wonder if she was back. Arrived at Beifang Mountain. Qi Yi's spectacles were directly frozen with a layer of frosty mist. She had to take off the spectacles and constantly wipe them with the cuffs, squinting her plain eyes in a vague way, searching in the iron frame with difficulty.

Then in Room 3, Bai Jinqiu and Cen Ziyan were looking for something quietly, but suddenly they heard the iron door of their room being smashed hard, and then there was a sound of pulling a chainsaw. As if there would be a murderer sawing open the iron gate at any time and rushing in to catch them. The house was originally small, but Cen Ziyan shrank into the corner of the wall with a shock like this, shaking her whole body. Bai Jinqiu was also taken aback by the exaggerated movement, but she quickly recovered her composure, went to Cen Ziyan's side to hug her, and whispered in her ear to comfort: "Yanyan is not afraid, they are all fake, auntie it's here."

But after being hugged by Bai Jinqiu, Cen Ziyan's expression seemed even more horrified, as if she was trapped in a corner with nowhere to go by the devil, her breathing trembling.

Qing Huan noticed the movement of the two rooms, and did not pay too much attention to them, but asked Nanyang next to him with interest: "Guess what will appear in our room?"

Nan Yang flipped through a backpack without changing his face, and replied casually, "It doesn't matter."

"Ah, our boss Nan is so powerful, so he's not afraid of anything." Qing Huan laughed and teased her.

Nanyang didn't speak, 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 taking a wooden box with a lock, Nanyang raised his eyes inadvertently, and instantly his whole body froze, and his fingers clasped the edge of the wooden box until they turned pale.

Qing Huan noticed that something was wrong with the people around her. She glanced at Nanyang and found that Nanyang was staring at a place, her eyes opened wider than usual, she didn't even dare to blink.

She followed along.

After seeing the little things on the ground, she also stunned.

Perhaps it was to punish the culprit who led them to eat hot pot together, or perhaps to urge them to complete the escape mission as soon as possible, the prop group unexpectedly put a bunch of black striped spiders from an abandoned exhaust fan in the corner.

It is a small spider that is very common indoors, the kind that can be seen in the cracks of the kitchen utensils and the corners of the house. It is very small, light brown in color, and has eight long and thin legs, like small curved hooks. It's not poisonous, and it doesn't look terrible, but the fingernails are just as big as the left and right sides.

Nan Yang looked like a big enemy, got up quickly, stepped back several steps, and the wooden box he had just held was thrown on the ground with a ding bang.

Qing Huan looked at Nan Yang, who was already leaning against the wall in surprise. Compared to the spider, Nan Yang's reaction surprised her even more.

"Are you... afraid of spiders?" She raised her eyebrows.

Nan Yang leaned against the wall and stared at the group of spiders on the ground that had just been put in and was still running around without a head. A layer of fine sweat oozes from the tip of his nose.

It seems to be really scared.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I will circle them." Qing Huan hurriedly took a few empty dustpans from the wooden frame, carefully drove the spiders to a pile, and then covered them with the dustpan. A few strayed away, and Qing Huan took a few more empty bowls and buckled them upside down to restrain them.

"Yes..." Nan Yang's chin trembled slightly, "Can you just trample it to death?"

Qing Huan frowned, thought for a while, and said, "I don't want it. Although they don't look cute, they are all alive. I just trap them. Don't be afraid, they won't run out. "

Nanyang was silent for a long time before nodding docilely, "Okay... don't trample to death."

She can endure no matter how fearful she is, no matter what, nothing is important to protect Qinghuan's kindness.

But living in the same room with clusters of spiders like this, she can no longer mobilize her knowledge to help find clues. She can only press tightly against the wall, her brain is blank, as if her IQ has been lowered several levels.

Qinghuan circled the good spider and walked to Nanyang's side, hugged her shoulder and whispered comfort. After getting closer, she discovered that Nanyang's eyelashes had been scared off, and the soft eyelashes were a little moist and stuck to the lower eyelids, like new leaves knocked down by the wind. Qing Huan wanted to laugh a little, but still didn't laugh, just wiped Nanyang's eyes with his cuff.

There was a faint sneezing sound from the next room.

Cheng has already sneezed eight tomorrow night, tears and nose flowed together. She was thinking about taking a photo today. She was wearing a cooler dress. There was a thin white dress all over her body, and the skirt only reached the thigh. Their room has been sprayed with dry ice almost like the fairyland, a white mist, can't see anything, and it's worse than the ice cellar.

Ming Wan Cheng was rubbing her nose dimly, and she suddenly felt a piece of softness with body temperature pressed down on her shoulder.

She turned her head to look, in a white mist, it took three seconds to recognize that this was Qi Yi's coat.

Qi Yi was standing next to her wearing a thin T-shirt, and the blue light above her was shining on her, making it even more lonely and cold. She got closer, lowered her voice and asked, "You are so cold, can't you tell the director to turn the dry ice down?"

Tomorrow night Cheng's eyes were red, and she shook her head: "It's just such a variety show effect."

"But you are also an entertainer anyway, do they really care about your body at all?"

"Perhaps Teacher Bai or Zhu Zhu will be cared for," Cheng Cheng was carelessly shrugged and sucked his nose. "For a newcomer like me, it would be nice if the program team is willing to play with me. I can contribute a few. Just laugh."

Qi Yi frowned and looked at her in silence for a long time.

After a long while, Qi Yi said softly: "Acheng, you are also a girl."

Tomorrow night, he was startled when he heard the words, and the smile on his lips slowly flattened until his face was expressionless. After a while, she lifted her lips again and smiled softly, "Sister, it seems...only you treat me as an ordinary girl."

She has been in this world for so many years, and has made many friends with her cheerful personality. She is the happy fruit of everyone. Everyone likes her, they are willing to chat with her, and even 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 the present, only one person is willing to walk deep into her heart.

Tomorrow night Cheng closed her eyes, remembering that after seeing Qi Yi for the first time, she suffered severe gastrointestinal pain from drinking too much ice-cola. Qi Yi stayed by her side that night and said a lot of sorry. She said, Cheng, are you in pain? Cheng, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have given you so much ice-cola. Cheng, you must be in pain, sorry, sorry.

She had a vague dream that night.

She dreamed of that familiar face leaning in front of her eyes, holding her hand, and crying:

"Sorry, Acheng."

"Sorry, I've been away from you for so long, you must be in pain?"

"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 secret, no one knows that you will fall ill, what is it like when your five internal organs are painful? torment?"

"Acheng, I feel so sorry for you... Why have you been so cruelly tortured for three thousand years? Why are you so painful that you still smile at everyone?"

She smiled and replied: "Sister, don't worry. I can bear it. If I endure well, it won’t hurt so much. Everyone is already alive in this world. It’s already very hard for everyone. I can’t still face them, even if Yes... one more person is happy because of me, and I will be happy too."

The plain face cried harder.

"Acheng, you are also a girl..."

The sun has never been stingy to bestow light on everyone, and everyone has accepted such benefits as they should. But no one would think, is the sun tired? Is there a dark side of the sun? When the moon came out, did the sun remove its disguise for a day and hide in which corner to cry secretly?

Sister, it seems... Only you treat me as an ordinary girl.

Think of me as an ordinary child who needs to accompany me when I am sick, a doll when I am lost, and I need to be taught when I am unlearned.