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Pei Tingsong was stunned, but he still had to look confident. Otherwise, he might be found out to be a blank slate chatting across servers.
What Japan, Europe, and America? Could it be that he was watching a movie?
No way, right? Could this be broadcasted?
"Then Miaomiao is eliminated. Miaomiao, come here." The host grabbed Jiang Miao's arm. "Don't expose yourself."
When Jiang Miao saw everyone's cards, she smiled. "Okay, good luck, everyone."
"Okay, the game continues. Ziyan will start. "
He Ziyan smiled and said, "This time, it's time for the last person to speak first."
Fang Juexia also glanced at Pei Tingsong. Pei Tingsong knew that if he refused at this time, it would definitely make him more suspicious.
"Okay. I'll go first. "
Regardless of whether they were watching a movie or not, since they described it so closely, there should be similarities. Pei Tingsong took a gamble. "This is an activity that needs to be completed with one's eyes."
The other four teammates nodded meaningfully and then turned to Fang Juexia.
Did he pass?
Fang Juexia described, "Well … this activity can be done by one person or with more people. The atmosphere might be different with more people."
When he heard Fang Juexia's words, Pei Tingsong had more questions in his mind.
Could it be that he was really going to be a prostitute?
Pei Tingsong was puzzled. Why couldn't he do it? Why was Fang Juexia saying that he couldn't do it?
From their description, Ling Yi vaguely felt that the people in front of him were different. What Europe, America, and Japan? There was no distinction between countries in haunted houses. However, he had a trump card in his hand. In a game like this, the hidden trump card was usually similar to the hidden trump card.
"Well …" Ling Yi thought for a moment. "I think that this kind of activity might make people nervous."
When they reached Lu Yuan, he concisely said, "Someone will call."
"Hahahahaha!"
"This blob is poisonous!!"
Pei Tingsong's mind was filled with strange images that he could not get rid of.
He Ziyan cleared his throat and said, "It's better to do it in the dead of night."
The host, Chen Mo, could no longer hold it in. "In the past, when I watched this game, I always broke out in a cold sweat for the spies and whiteboards. Now, I'm breaking out in a cold sweat for our show."
The other host also tried his best to hold back his laughter. "I'm curious about the direction of this round of the game."
"Hahahaha!"
The female host said, "Then let's vote now."
He Ziyan voted for Ling Yi. "Ling Yi is a bit of a slacker. He said that this event would be very stressful. I told him in the first round that he needed to be mentally strong. It feels like Ling Yi is guessing. "
However, Fang Juexia gave his ticket to Lu Yuan. "I think both rounds are a little … how should I put it? It's just that the description is a little off …"
"What did I say?" Lu Yuan asked.
He Ziyan smiled and said, "It's not suitable for children. They'll scream." After saying that, he also felt that it was a little strange. "No, the more I think about it, the more it feels wrong …"
Fang Juexia successfully resonated with him. "Right? It's really strange."
He Ziyan nodded. "I won't scream."
Fang Juexia repeated, "I won't either."
"Hahahahaha!"
"No." Lu Yuan suddenly became agitated. "You guys can't really think that I'm …" He paused and emphasized the first two words. "That kind of card, right?"
His words immediately reminded Pei Tingsong that he was wrong about the kind of card Lu Yuan was talking about. Obviously, He Ziyan and Fang Juexia's cards were not that kind of card.
Then what was it? It was very famous in Japan, Europe, and the United States. If it couldn't be made in China, one person could do it. The atmosphere would be different with more people. In the dead of night.
The point was that Pei Tingsong couldn't make it.
This was too funny. He had never encountered anything that he couldn't make it. Well, except for the haunted house last time.
Ghosts?
Pei Tingsong suddenly understood. So it was a horror movie!
This group of people was too much. They almost made his blank slate change color.
Pei Tingsong, who had roughly guessed the answer, began to fan the flames. Like a king in a game who had gone through untold hardships to find his password, he analyzed logically. "In this kind of game, it's usually difficult for the front card to be a blank slate because he doesn't know how to describe it. I think Brother Yuan might be a hidden card and set the pace."
Ling Yi felt that he was in danger. He had just escaped from He Ziyan's tiger's mouth, so he quickly agreed with Pei Tingsong. "I think so too. It's a bit off from the start."
The captain, who was standing at the side, thought to himself, Didn't it start with me?
Thus, the card group laughed and voted Lu Yuan out.
The host coughed. "The game continues."
Ling Yi acted exaggeratedly and said, "It's continuing."
"Let's start with Ziyan."
He Ziyan stood up straight and held the microphone. "It's so hard to describe at this level. Otherwise, I would've just said it directly." He thought for a while and said a key word. "Everyone, please type XX on the public screen."
"Hahahaha, it's automatically silenced."
Hearing this, Ling Yi felt that He Ziyan's cards were similar to his. He couldn't help but think, Could it be that he wasn't a spy? Could it be that Er Huo was just following someone else's cards?
He carefully described, "Well … Xiao Pei is trending because of this."
As soon as he said this, everyone understood what the hidden card was. Fang Juexia's expression was calm. "It hasn't appeared in our group yet, but there are similar plots."
Pei Tingsong knew that Ling Yi had a haunted house card. When he heard Fang Juexia's words, he was even more certain that these people had a horror movie card. Thus, he said generously, "We might not be able to experience this event, although sometimes it will be more immersive."
"Okay, let's start voting!"
Obviously, everyone voted for Ling Yi, who had exposed himself and was unaware of it. Ling Yi felt very wronged, but he didn't know how to say it. "You guys are bullying me!"
Pei Tingsong laughed in his heart. I'm the one who's bullying you, not me.
There were only three people left in the game, but the game wasn't over yet. He Ziyan held the microphone and said, "It's obvious. It's definitely Xiao Pei. He just happens to be last."
Pei Tingsong had already said that the frontliners wouldn't have a blank slate. If he voted for He Ziyan now, it would go against his previous logic. "I'm confused. I don't know who to vote for now. You guys can vote for me, but I've made it very clear that this event can't be experienced."
He Ziyan stared into his eyes, a little doubtful. He tried to recall what Fang Juexia had said in the first two rounds, but it seemed to be a little vague. In the first round, he had said that one person could vote, and in the second round, he had said that one person could vote or more.
At this time, Fang Juexia began to argue for Pei Tingsong. "I don't think Xiao Pei is a blank slate. When I said that he couldn't do it, he didn't refute it."
"Hahahahaha, I can't refute it!"
"Pei Tingsong can't do it! Hahahaha! "
Pei Tingsong could only climb up the ladder. "I just can't do it. There's nothing wrong with that. I'm very bad at it." He looked at Fang Juexia. "Believe me."
Fang Juexia carefully went through the thoughts and speeches of the two people. No matter how he thought about it, He Ziyan couldn't be a blank slate. The first person to speak, even if he was a spy, was unlikely. Even though Pei Tingsong's words were logical, he still chose to believe in the basic rules of the game. "I'll vote for Xiao Pei."
Pei Tingsong was stunned. "Hey, you just said that it wasn't me. Why are you still playing boomerangs?"
He Ziyan became suspicious again when Fang Juexia changed his vote. Could it be that he had spoken up for Xiao Pei just now to get his vote? Then he realized that he couldn't get his vote because he was in the front seat, so he simply changed his vote.
He Ziyan also played boomerangs. "I vote for Fang Juexia."
Pei Tingsong's mind was full of question marks. The double boomerangs made him dizzy. But he was a blank slate. At this time, if he wanted to win, of course he had to vote.
What was love? Pei Tingsong pointed at Fang Juexia. "I vote for Juexia."
The audience below the stage was already laughing so hard because of these people, especially when they saw the last part of the aural love and hate scene.
"Okay." The host tried hard to maintain his composure. "We now announce —"
The background music started playing.
"Blank slate wins!"
He Ziyan immediately realized that he had changed his vote in the end.
"I knew it." Fang Juexia slammed his hand on the table twice. Originally, he didn't have much desire to win, but at the end of the game, he came over and pulled out the blank slate. He was only one step away from success.
Thinking about this made him a little angry. Fang Juexia turned to Pei Tingsong and kicked his leg a few times. Although his tone didn't fluctuate much, the words that came out of his mouth were very cute. "Liar, you still voted for me."
Pei Tingsong avoided Fang Juexia and was overjoyed. "In the end, I was beaten silly by the two of you, okay? You were fighting among yourselves. "
He Ziyan raised his hand. "It's my fault. It's my fault. I thought too much in the end."
The other members returned to the stage. "How could you let Blank slate win like this? You're all people who have been on a well-known high IQ escape game. "
Fang Juexia insisted on his statement. "If I had voted according to my last vote, I would have won." After saying that, he felt very angry and wanted to hit Pei Tingsong, but when he thought of his injured left hand, he held back and clenched his fist in mid-air.
"I can't help it. I'm too smart." Pei Tingsong shamelessly grabbed Fang Juexia's wrist, pulled it down, and held his hand under the table.
The host couldn't help but interrupt, "This is the most up-and-down 'Who's the Spy' in the history of our show."
"Yes, repeatedly jumping around the edge of the audit line."
Lu Yuan said to Pei Tingsong, "Friend Xiao Pei, did you have a lot of questions at the beginning?"
The captain was habitually worried. "I'm so worried that after this episode is broadcast, Xiao Pei will be on the hot search list because he can't do it."
"Hahahahaha!"
They happily ended the 'Who's the Spy' game and sang the lyrical songs from the new album. They also did the songs prepared by the show's production team, "Draw, Guess." The recording lasted from noon to night for a full five hours. When it ended, the fans were very reluctant to leave.
When they finished, it was dinnertime. Chen Mo was very good at handling people. He had asked his assistant to book a very famous local private restaurant early in the morning and brought the host team to treat the Kaledo team to a meal to try the local delicacies. The people in this city had a spicy palate. Fang Juexia ate the light Cantonese food until he was sweating all over.
It was inevitable to drink during a meal. Before Fang Juexia could explain to himself, Pei Tingsong beat him to it. "Juexia Ge can't drink."
"Oh, I see. Then what about Xiao Pei?"
"I don't really like to drink either. I'll just drink plain water."
After avoiding the trouble of alcohol and chili, Fang Juexia picked out the food on the table that he could eat. He originally thought that the chili in the stir-fried pork would not be too spicy, but he did not expect to fall for it.
The tip of his tongue felt like it was on fire. In a moment of panic, he picked up the wrong glass and drank the white wine in Ling Yi's glass.
"Oh."
Chen Mo looked at him. "What's wrong with Juexia? Is it very spicy? "
Pei Tingsong hurriedly passed the glass to him. "Slow down." After saying that, he replied on behalf of Fang Juexia. "He's from Guangzhou. He can't take spicy food."
"Oh, I see. Then have some dessert. This is made with glutinous rice. It's very delicious."
Pei Tingsong took the opportunity to pick up a piece of dessert and put it in his bowl. Then, he scooped a bowl of milky white fish soup for him and set it aside for him to cool.
He was not very good at doing such considerate things. When he scooped the soup, he almost scalded himself like a child.
However, Fang Juexia liked it very much.
During the meal, Chen Mo chatted with them a lot. It was a rare opportunity to be able to receive advice from a smooth and slick senior in the industry.
"You are all rookies and have a long way to go in the future. However, you have experience and will definitely have a very good future," Chen Mo said. "It's just that this industry is very complicated. You have to be careful with every step you take. I also know a little about the leak incident. This kind of thing might happen again in the future. You have to be prepared at all times."
Jiang Miao nodded. "Thank you, Teacher Chen."
After the meal, the weather changed a little. Fang Juexia was only wearing a very thin black short-sleeved shirt. As soon as he came out, he sneezed a little. Just as he hugged his arms, a jacket was draped over his body.
It was Pei Tingsong's original green cardigan sweater.
"It's okay. I'm not cold." Fang Juexia wanted to take it off and return it to him, but Pei Tingsong deliberately pretended to be fierce. He glared at him and said, "Wear it."
While the others were saying goodbye, he whispered in Fang Juexia's ear, "Be good."
Fang Juexia completely lost the ability to reject him, even though it seemed like he had never been able to.
By the time they returned to the hotel, it was already ten at night. Cheng Qiang promised that they could stay in the city for the next day. Everyone was tired after a day of filming, so they went back to their rooms early in the morning.
Cheng Qiang had been busy the whole day. He had also watched over the recording of the show. He was already exhausted. When he came back, he helped Xiao Pei to take a shower and change his clothes. When he saw that it was almost eleven o 'clock, he took a quick shower, climbed into bed, and turned off the lights. "Sleep early."
Pei Tingsong lay under the blanket. Soon, he heard his manager's snoring sound, but he still couldn't fall asleep. He was very energetic. His mind was like a slideshow, replaying the scenes of the day. In the end, he was stuck on the scene of Fang Juexia dancing. His waist was so beautiful, like flowing water in the dark night.
He liked everything that flowed.
Fang Juexia opened the door to his room alone. He was slightly mysophobic, so the first thing he did when he entered the room was to take a shower. The steam in the bathroom made him dizzy, and the more he bathed, the more dizzy he felt. Thus, he turned off the water, changed into clean pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom. After a few steps, he collapsed on the soft white bed.
When he raised his head, Fang Juexia thought of the scene of Pei Tingsong pressing down on him during the day. He didn't know why, but he couldn't help but think about it.
The room was so quiet that it was scary. The sound of the clock ticking and jumping merged with the small clock in his heart, making him a little flustered.
Fang Juexia tilted his head and looked at the window. In the dark sky, there was only a full moon. It was white and glowing.
He didn't know if it was the effect of the sip of wine he drank, but as he looked at it, Fang Juexia felt that the dark sky was like the black clothes he was wearing today. The slanted moon was like a round hole, exactly the size of a heart.
Just like that, Fang Juexia treated himself as a math problem and applied the element substitution method. The equivalent of the substitution was that his heart had been dug out, leaving only a glowing hole in his dark chest.
Sure enough.
His long arm touched the green jacket by the bed. Fang Juexia lifted it up, hooked his fingers, and covered his face with it. He was obviously a clean freak, but he had fantasized about dirty clothes.
This was Pei Tingsong's clothes, and it had Pei Tingsong's scent on it.
Fang Juexia closed his eyes and sniffed.
It smelled like his own heart.
This statement was ridiculous, illogical, and completely unrealistic.
He seemed to be more and more like Pei Tingsong.
The vibrating sound pulled him back from the edge of fantasy. Fang Juexia opened his eyes, his heart beating wildly. With a hint of guilt, he took the jacket away, reached under the pillow for his phone, and checked the message.
[Eternal Truth: Are you asleep?]
Fang Juexia adjusted his breathing and replied that he wasn't asleep yet.
He held the phone, and suddenly there was a hint of anticipation in his heart. Soon, the phone vibrated again.
[Eternal Truth: The moon on my bed is not pretty. I want to go to your bed to see the moon.]
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