After Wang Jiaer and Lu Fei "exchanged amorous glances" for a while, Wang Jiaer finally remembered that he needed to clearly explain his identity to Chen He. He quickly crawled out from under the blankets, walked past Lu Fei, and patted Chen He's shoulder to say: "Brother He, no, I'm not Da Hua. You've got the wrong person. "
Chen He turned his head and looked at him in a daze. "What, you're not Da Hua?"
Chen He covered his eyes and lifted the blanket to block out the light.
He must be dreaming. How could someone who looked like Da Hua come over and tell him that he wasn't Da Hua? He must be dreaming. Even if he was Da Hua, he must be dreaming. The one sleeping next to Lu Fei was clearly Deng Chao. How could he wake up and become Da Hua? He must be hallucinating or sleepwalking. No matter which one it was, continuing to sleep was the right thing to do.
However, Wang Jiaer continued to pat him in disdain. This realistic touch made him realize that he wasn't dreaming. The person in front of him was a real person. However, he didn't want to face this reality. He turned over again. "I thought you were Da Hua."
He wanted to continue sleeping.
However, how could Wang Jiaer let him have his way? He immediately walked past Lu Fei and pounced on Chen He, tickling him through Chen He's blanket.
Tickling was the result of his many years of experience. In the past, when he was in school and during training, he would ask his roommates to get up. As long as they didn't want to get up, tickling them was the right thing to do. No matter how strong the sleepiness was, it would vanish like smoke in thin air under the tickling attack. There was no better way.
Of course, there were times when this method didn't work. Some people were naturally insensitive and weren't afraid of being tickled. Tickling them until the end of time was useless. Against these people, he could only pinch them. However, pinching wasn't easy to control. If he wasn't careful, he could leave a bruise. Therefore, it was best not to pinch.
He hoped that scratching an itch would work on Chen He. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to wake everyone up as quickly as possible.
It wasn't that Chen He wasn't afraid of being tickled, but he was wrapped in a big Shanbei quilt. Even if a piece of red-hot charcoal was placed on top of him, it would still tickle him, not to mention that it was just a scratch. He didn't feel anything at all.
He buried his head under the pillow and went to sleep.
Wang Jiaer finally ran out of tricks and let go of Chen He. Compared to Chen He's "I can't leave my" state, Lu Fei was much more self-aware.
He shook his head twice just now and was much more awake. He sat up on his own and hugged the thick quilt.
His hair had grown a little long recently, but he hadn't found a chance to cut it. His hair could not be styled by any random roadside chain store. He had his own world-class hairstylist. Therefore, for the convenience of sleeping, he tied a small knot on his head.
Chen He felt that the hand on his body had been removed. He thought that he could finally sleep peacefully, but who knew that as he slept, he began to move along with the quilt.
It turned out that Wang Jiaer saw that scratching an itch didn't work on Chen He, so he began to think of other ways.
He saw that although the three seats were connected, everyone's quilt was independent. Therefore, he thought of an excellent method. He knew that a child's play like lifting the quilt would not have any effect on the shameless king Chen He.
Therefore, he simply took action. Both hands grabbed Chen He's quilt and pulled it out with all his strength.
In just one move, more than half of it had been pulled out.
Chen He, who had just started to feel sleepy, immediately surrendered. He grabbed his quilt to prevent himself from sliding down.
"Hey, I'm up, I'm up, I'm up." Chen He knew that if he didn't get up, the young man in front of him who looked like a birch would not let him go. Rather than sleep restlessly, it was better to get up himself. Let's see how he would deal with this young man later. The consequences of disturbing his sleep were quite tragic. Ordinary people wouldn't dare to try it.
"Okay." Wang Jiaer followed the good advice and finally let go of Chen He's quilt. However, it was useless. Half of the quilt was already on the ground.
Chen He wrapped himself in the quilt and jumped down like an ancient imperial concubine.
Seeing that he was indeed not awake, Wang Jiaer suggested, "Take a shower first, brother. Take a shower first." Before he came, he had made sufficient preparations. He knew that Chen He's favorite things were eating and sleeping. If he woke him up, the consequences would be tragic. Therefore, he had to make the best use of his time to make up for it and save some of his image so that his days would be a little better in the future.
Therefore, he naturally wouldn't think of pleasing him.
Chen He wrapped himself in the quilt and went to the bathroom. Lu Fei saw that Wang Jiaer was at a loss and didn't know what to do next. He pointed to the inner room and reminded him, "There's more inside, there's more inside."
It was rare for him to see such an honest child on this show. His worry was completely written on his face.
People who had been on this show for a long time weren't good people. It was obvious that Lu Fei was one of them.
Seeing that Deng Chao's bed was empty, Lu Fei was basically certain that Wang Jiaer had already offended Deng Chao once. Even Chen He couldn't escape this disaster. Then, as good brothers, the others inside shouldn't be able to sleep too comfortably. This was what it meant to share blessings and misfortunes together, right?
Sure enough, Wang Jiaer obediently pushed the door to the inner room in the direction that Lu Fei pointed to. Lu Fei sat there and waited to watch the show.
But who knew that after Wang Jiaer pushed the door twice, he would turn around and say, "Ah, the door's locked."
This was a little unexpected. Under normal circumstances, the production crew wouldn't lock the door when they slept. Because some people slept very soundly. This way, to avoid being late, the production crew would definitely come in to remind or wake them up when it was about time.
But if the door was locked, and it was locked from the inside, although they could sleep peacefully until the sun rose, they might miss a lot of important things while they were sleeping soundly. This was a result that most people didn't want to see.
Also, for this kind of outdoor show, if it was recorded for several days in a row, there would be missions in the middle of the night when they were already asleep. If the door was locked, there wouldn't be this segment. ,,,,.
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