There are little zombies at home

The first whale they encountered was black and white, and Zhong Jing recognized its identity as a killer whale at a glance. He just wrote down its type after the photo, but he heard the little zombie screaming in surprise, " It is a killer whale? But it is very gentle, why did the popular science say it is a killer whale?"

Zhong Jing was stunned, and looked down at the killer whale happily wandering around their boat, and was immediately puzzled.

As if sensing Zhong Jing's gaze, the killer whale jumped out of the water, performed a parabola for him, and then swam back to the boat, shaking its head as if seeking praise.

What a flexible fat man.

Zhong Jing scratched his head, covered the microphone, and explained to the little zombie in a low voice, "The so-called ferocity of it is just an instinctive predation. We can't use rumors to judge whether a creature is good or bad. Just like you, the rumored zombie is cold-blooded Scary, but my Fugui is kind and lovely."

The little zombie tilted his head and thought for a moment, nodded in understanding, and then smiled and reached out to greet the killer whale, "Hello, killer whale, I'm Fugui~"

Of course, the killer whale couldn't understand what the little zombie said, but he could feel the kindness exuded by him subconsciously, and couldn't help but open half of his head and opened his mouth to respond, "Sneeze, sneeze, sneeze!"

Zhong Jing asked the program crew for dry towels, and was rubbing the little zombie's wet hair.Hearing the call of the killer whale suddenly, his hands paused, thinking that this language is really a bit like the mother tongue of the little zombie...

Sure enough, as he expected, the little zombie leaned out half of his body excitedly, and shouted: "Hooooohoooo!"

"Ho Ho Ho?" The killer whale also tried to talk to him, as if he understood.

A zombie and a killer whale yelled at each other for a long time, and suddenly a cry came from a distance to interrupt their conversation. The killer whale looked back, reluctantly turned out of the water, rolled a few times to say goodbye, and finally disappeared In the distance.

The little zombie pursed his lips, waved his little black hand a few times, and finally looked away

"What did you guys talk about just now?" Zhong Jing asked curiously while ruffling his hair.

"I don't know either!" The little zombie shook his head and replied seriously, "I didn't understand what it said, it probably has an accent!"

Zhong Jing: "..." So you can't understand each other, why can you talk for so long!

Farewell to this killer whale.They encountered several kinds of whales one after another.But because the characteristics are not obvious, Zhong Jing is not sure about their types.

Unknowingly, the time stipulated by the program group has been exhausted, and Zhong Jing and the little zombie had to return to the island.

The moment they landed on the island, they saw Shang Beida standing on the shore soaked, with all kinds of small fish and shrimps hanging on his clothes, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Peking University, are you okay?" The little zombie looked him up and down, afraid that he would be sad, and added: "The new look is cool!"

Zhong Jing suppressed a smile behind him, took the little zombie's words and joked: "Peking University, even if you lack bait, you don't have to go into the sea yourself."

Shang Bei stomped his feet sullenly, but he didn't want to knock down a pile of fish and shrimp, which made a group of onlookers around him laugh.

"He insisted on singing against the white whale. I don't know if the white whale thought he sang badly or was jealous that he sang too well. Before he left, he spit a huge mouthful of water on him, and that's what happened." Xi Yang Shrugging his shoulders, thanks to him running fast, otherwise there must be a joke at this moment.

In the second mission, it was Gu Bao and Bai Qingge's group that won.

It is rare for them to show the careful side of women in the competition. Although they did not take the most photos, they had the highest correct rate.

The second is Zhong Jing, and Shang Bei University, who was sprayed by a whale, can only be at the bottom.

"Anyway, it's also the top three." Shang Beida comforted himself optimistically. He was still carrying a bucket of fish and shrimp (just pulled off from his body), and he turned around and patted Zhong Jing on the shoulder, "Come to my house later. Let's eat seafood!"

"You cook?" Zhong Jingtao raised his eyebrows, his expression full of doubts.

"Eh..." Shang Beida suddenly remembered the incident of cooking for Mr. Huang Qi a few days ago, but caused him to have an acute enteritis attack, so he had to laugh dryly, "Why don't we eat sashimi?"

"Such a small fish can't be made into raw fish fillets." Xi Yang shook his head secretly.

The little zombie turned his eyes around them, and finally suggested. "Why don't we go now!"

"Okay!" Shang Beida and Xi Yang said in unison, and then entered the room surrounded by the "chef" zombie, completely ignoring the expressionless Zhong Jing behind him.

Zhong Jing sighed helplessly, seeing that the little zombie was about to disappear from his sight.Hastily chased after the past.

There are not many projects developed in Antarctica for the time being, and the cost of accommodation is extremely high, so in order to save money, the program team only let them stay in Antarctica for half a week.

Although it was just over three days, they were deeply impressed by the close to primitive environment and rare animals in Antarctica, and they were naturally a little bit reluctant when they left.

On the last night before leaving, the little zombie dragged Zhong Jing out of the house.

"Fugui, where are you taking me?"

Walking in the snow all over the sky, Zhong Jing casually mentioned the little zombie in front of him.

"It's a secret!" The little zombie turned to look at him, a suspicious blush appeared on his fair face.

Thinking that the little zombie wanted to surprise himself, Zhong Jing simply didn't ask any more questions, but just exerted a little force with his big hand to hold the little zombie even tighter.

After a while, the little zombie brought Zhong Jing to the destination.

He looked up at Zhong Jing, and then took out a glass jar from his padded jacket.

"Ah Jing" the little zombie opened the glass jar, pulled out the paper inside, and asked nervously, "You, will you marry me?"

"Huh?" Zhong Jing was in a daze for a moment. All the marriage proposals he had seen were diamond rings and flowers. The first time he encountered a marriage proposal with a marriage agreement, the object was actually himself!

"Hmm... don't you want to?" The little zombie thought he was hesitating, and buried his head lower and lower.

"No!" Zhong Jing quickly interrupted him, "I was just a little surprised, why did you suddenly think of proposing to me?"

"Because this is the Antarctic!" The little zombie said confidently, but he didn't want the little Jiujiu in his heart to say that. If you promise me, our marriage agreement will be buried here, and you can't go back on it! "

"But, you don't agree to me!" The little zombie was talking happily, and suddenly remembered something, and the whole zombie collapsed like a leak.

"I didn't say no." Zhong Jing took the paper in his hand and spread it out, never thought that the agreement he had prepared was still a handwritten version, and the crooked font repeated only one request-"Ah Jing can only like Fugui, forever and ever."

"It's a bit unfair, isn't it?" Zhong Jing ticked the box and asked, "Why can't Fugui only like Zhong Jing?"

"Hmm..." The little zombie pondered for a moment, then argued with a blushing face, "Because even if I don't write it, I will only like you!"

When Zhong Jing heard what he wanted to hear, he no longer hid his smile, grabbed the pen from the little zombie, and wrote down his name with a few strokes of "la la".

And the little zombie held the paper and admired it for a while, and quickly signed his name on the lower right corner of the paper.Then carefully put it back into the glass bottle, and threw it into the big hole he dug for a snowball fight the day before yesterday.

"Okay!" The little zombie clapped his hands happily.

"Yeah." Zhong Jing nodded in agreement, and it was rare to talk about love, "I will always like you, Anji testifies."

Hearing this, the little zombie quickly raised his hands to cover his face, but the coldness of his palms still couldn't lower the temperature of his cheeks.

Woo, my zombie is broken again.

The little zombie peeked at Zhong Jing from between his fingers, and couldn't help but think, if it's broken, it's broken, anyway, every time it gets hot, something good will happen~

……

The "[-]-kilometer trip" has been recorded for three episodes, and the plan for the last stop has not yet come out, so we have to wait for two weeks.

Zhong Jing wasn't in a hurry, because Huang Qi had picked up a few more aunt dramas for him, and at least they could film for Children's Day, and with the promotion of the previous movie, the schedule was almost full.

As Zhong Jing's other half, Xiao Zombie naturally also took on the job of his manager, assistant, cook, and bed partner, which gave Huang Qi more time to train his newcomer, Shang Peking University.

Today, Zhong Jing is going to shoot a kneeling scene in the rain.

The recent spring is cold, although it is not very cold, but it is inevitable that there will be some chills after getting wet.

The little zombie was afraid that Zhong Jing would catch a cold, so he boiled ginger soup early in the morning, intending to let Zhong Jing warm his stomach after the play.

Zhong Jing is good at acting recently, this forbearing emotional scene was passed after only two shots, and now he turned around and waved to the little zombie not far away.

The little zombie was holding ginger soup in his hand, and when he saw Zhong Jing's movements, he hurriedly trot over, but because the ground was too slippery, he and the soup all fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Zhong Jing raised the little zombie worriedly, smiled apologetically at everyone, and carried him back to his lounge.

"Well, my ginger soup!" The little zombie wanted to go back to pick up the bowl, but was stopped by Zhong Jing.

"Don't keep thinking about ginger soup, let me see where you fell!" Zhong Jing said without any explanation, and directly touched his body with his hands.

"Ah Jing!" The little zombie blushed and grabbed his hand, "I, my leg hurts!"

Zhong Jing paused, and opened his pants, but unexpectedly found mottled blood on his knees, "This is..."

The little zombie followed his line of sight, and was immediately confused, "Ah Jing, I...why do I have blood?"

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Let me tell you secretly, I guess it should be over soon~