deep closet game

Chang Le was stunned, wondering how long Ding Zhi had been standing here, and how much he had heard.

Ding Zhi raised his hand and took a puff of the cigarette, then exhaled it lightly. The white smoke slowly evaporated under the light, reminiscent of a 90s literary film.

He walked towards Chang Le, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and stretched it towards Chang Le.

Chang Le quickly waved his hands and said, "I won't."

Ding Zhi smiled, took the cigarette back, walked to Chang Le's side, leaned on the railing, stared into the distance, and took another puff of the cigarette.

Chang Le wrinkled his nose. He didn't like the smell of cigarettes very much, but in this situation, he didn't like it so he avoided it.

"I just now—" Chang Le took the initiative to speak, trying to explain the phone call just now.

"The 'brother' you called just now, is that Chang Xun?" Ding Zhi interrupted him.

Chang Le was startled, hesitantly said "um", and said, "You know my brother too?"

Ding Zhi smiled: "The producer, I need to talk to him before coming here, I must know him." Then, he turned his head to look at Chang Le, "Well, you two still look a bit alike."

Chang Le responded with a smile, Ding Zhi turned his head back again, "He advised you not to be with Zhihan?"

Chang Le scratched his nose and said "hmm" again.

Ding Zhi nodded thoughtfully, and said: "He knows so many things, there must be a reason to stop you, but you still insist on your own ideas," he said with a smile, "You are quite brave."

Chang Le also smiled and said: "What is brave or not? Brother Ge Chong said, I am so young, what are I afraid of."

Ding Zhi turned around, leaned sideways on the railing, looked at him with a smile, and there was something kind in his eyes.

Chang Le felt a little terrified when he saw him, so he rolled his arms and said, "Why are you looking at me like that, I'm getting goosebumps."

Ding Zhi took another puff of the cigarette, turned his head and spit it out, and said, "Do you know what is special about you?"

"Ok?"

Ding Zhi smiled, "You are very like the silly white and sweet heroine in an idol drama, people subconsciously want to protect you."

"Ew..." Chang Le had goosebumps again, "It's so disgusting..."

Ding Zhi chuckled and said, "What I said is true, look at these players, each of them has their own thoughts, and they can even hack into the system to cheat. Only you, especially simple."

Chang Le was a little unconvinced after hearing this, and the word "simple" didn't sound like a compliment.

"Where am I naive? I've worked so hard to analyze everyone's relationship, write and plan, Ge Chongge said I understand, why can't you see it?"

Ding Zhi smiled more and more happily: "Okay, okay, you are also very thoughtful and witty!"

Chang Le silently rolled his eyes: "I'm always witty."

Ding Zhi laughed again: "Yeah, I'm as witty as you, tell me what's the next plan?"

Chang Le was stunned, and said: "The specifics...haven't figured it out yet, anyway, the four of us are united, and we will discuss one by one to get the other people's votes out!"

Ding Zhi suppressed a smile and nodded, and said, "Jing Li, you want to vote out too? Aren't you his fanatic?"

Chang Le hesitated for a moment, and said: "I like his works more, but I have been in contact with him for a month, and I feel that he is actually not interesting. To me, of course you guys are closer."

"Well," Ding Zhi nodded again, "Then who do you think is a straight man?"

Chang Le opened his mouth, smiled and said, "I don't care about this now, it doesn't matter who loves who."

"That is to say, if none of the four of us are, it doesn't matter who the others are?"

"It's ok."

"Even if the straight man is voted out in the next round, the game is over, doesn't it matter?"

"It's ok."

"Don't you care about bonuses?"

"not give a damn about."

Ding Zhi looked into Chang Le's eyes, and Chang Le looked back at him frankly.

He really didn't care about the bonus, his family was not short of money, and he didn't expect to make a lot of money by participating in this show, he really didn't care how long the show was recorded.

Ding Zhi looked at him for a long time, took another puff of his cigarette, then extinguished the cigarette butt, and said, "You don't care, don't others?"

Chang Le was stunned for a moment, and Ding Zhi said: "You don't consider who is a straight man, don't Hong Gechong and Zhihan also consider it? Are they worried that the game will end suddenly and they won't get much bonus? Will they In order to last a few more rounds, start from the inside of the four of us? Will they want to eliminate you?"

Ding Zhi's series of questions made Chang Le a little confused, he smiled again and said, "Aren't you just saying you're stupid and sweet?"

Chang Le suddenly felt a chill from the night wind, which made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

"Do you think...they will?"

Ding Zhi turned around again, leaning his back against the railing, leaning his elbows on the railing, casually moving his right foot to the left, and said, "It's possible, I'm not them, how do I know what they think."

Chang Le stared blankly at Ding Zhi, not knowing what conclusion he was going to say, but suddenly his stomach growled.

Ding Zhi chuckled and said, "You haven't eaten yet, go quickly."

Chang Le covered her stomach in embarrassment, and said, "Then what do you want to say?"

Ding Zhi tilted his head and said, "I didn't want to say anything. I was just out to smoke a cigarette. I saw you and chatted with you casually. Why are you so nervous?"

Chang Le was a little speechless, but his stomach growled again, so he pointed to the door and said, "Then I..."

"Go, go." Ding Zhi raised his hand, still smiling.

Chang Le smiled helplessly, and went downstairs to eat.

After drinking and eating, and with a day's activities, Chang Le fell asleep as soon as he returned to the room, and woke up suddenly at eight o'clock the next day, and Hong Gechong beside him was soundly asleep.

He turned over in a panic and got out of bed, checked the review plan, and found that yesterday had been vacated in the plan, and he was relieved.

Putting down the schedule, Chang Le stretched, only to realize that the injuries all over his body from yesterday were hurting everywhere, so he had to pick up safflower oil and wipe it on himself.

The smell of the potion reminded him of what happened yesterday, and his face slowly turned red again.

He quickly shook his head to keep himself awake, washed his face, picked up his schoolbag and ran downstairs.

Zhao Xiaojia was reading a book in the living room. Hearing the movement, he looked up. Seeing that it was Chang Le, he put down the book and said, "Why did you get up so early? You didn't say you would have breakfast yesterday!"

Chang Le said: "I was too tired yesterday, so I didn't take care of it. Is there anything to eat?"

Zhao Xiaojia thought for a while and said, "There are bread, oatmeal, milk, and some ham, eggs, and vegetables. I can make you a sandwich."

Chang Le glanced at his watch and said, "It's too late, I have to go to school for self-study, just get a piece of bread."

"Okay, okay, then wait a minute, I'll get it for you, and notify your team by the way."

"well, thanks!"

Chang Le ate a piece of bread in the car, and ran all the way as soon as he got out of the car.

The filming team chased them all the way into the classroom. The content of the class cannot be filmed, but the self-study can be filmed-although there is nothing to film.

However, today's situation is obviously different. After Chang Le entered the classroom, people kept looking at him.

If you are late for class and disturb others, that’s all. Who will care what you are doing during the self-study on the big Sunday?

Chang Le was a little puzzled in his heart, but he turned his face to look at his own camera, and he understood.

He tried his best not to care about other people's eyes, found an empty seat and sat down to start self-study, and the people who followed the filming team also sat down nearby, quietly filming.

Although the review plan has not been disrupted, but there is an important compulsory course for majors to be tested tomorrow, Chang Le is still a little nervous, picks up the book and doesn't care about other things, and starts to review seriously.

I don't know how long he looked at it, but suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.

He turned around and saw two girls he didn't know.

"Student, are you Chang Le?" one of the long-haired girls said in a breathy voice.

Chang Le nodded hesitantly, and the two girls were overjoyed, and then asked, "Can you take a photo with us?"

Chang Le was a little puzzled, but the photographer on the side had already raised the camera. The eyes of the two girls glanced at the camera, stroked their hair, and straightened their clothes.

Chang Le understood, so she nodded reluctantly, and the two girls immediately took out their mobile phones and took crazy pictures.

This is the first time that Chang Le has been asked such a request by a stranger. Even though he usually loves taking selfies, it is still embarrassing under such circumstances.

The movement on their side quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding students, and some people kept clearing their throats to express their dissatisfaction.

Chang Le sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and hurriedly said, "Okay? Don't disturb everyone."

The two girls nodded and thanked again, and the short-haired girl asked again, "Can I post on Weibo?"

Chang Le nodded awkwardly: "Yes...you can..."

She smiled again, and the two studied for a while, then showed Chang Le the phone: "Is this your Weibo?"

Chang Le was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the phone screen. His Weibo account was clearly written on the Weibo that was about to be sent.

"How do you know about my Weibo?" Chang Le couldn't control the volume for a while, causing another wave of dissatisfaction.

The short-haired girl said, "Everyone already knows that, as soon as the show was broadcast yesterday, it spread in the school."

Chang Le was startled, and quickly picked up her mobile phone, opened Weibo and saw thousands of new fans, new comments, and new retweets flocking to her.

Holding the phone, he couldn't recover for a moment:

I'm so... red?