I, Qinghuan

After everyone arrived, the six people got into two nanny cars one after another.Tomorrow night, Cheng and Qi Yi will naturally stay with Nanyang Qinghuan.

The four of us haven't gotten together for a while, and Cheng Cheng's chatterbox hasn't been closed since the moment he got in the car tomorrow night. Balabala has to talk about everything, from the bad porridge in the hotel to the horrible formula in high school, from clumsy Cen Ziyan, who had only known her for two days, made Nan Yang's brows furrow deeper and deeper.

"Ziyan is really nice," Ming Cheng muttered while lying on the seat in the front row of Nanyang, "Patriarch, you know her from many times, she is very approachable. I thought my master was gentle enough. No, I didn't expect Ziyan to be simpler than her. It's all my master's face, she looks so bewitching. Look at Ziyan, she is as pure as a daffodil flower. That's what makes her look the same. But, she and Mr. Bai When we are together, it feels very strange. I don’t know why, but I always feel that she is afraid of Teacher Bai. Teacher Bai is not very talkative like you, but my master is not afraid of you. How could Ziyan So what are you afraid of Teacher Bai? Teacher Bai doesn't look so fierce, and even shook hands with me when we met for the first time, I really can't figure it out..."

Nan Yang's breath was already a little impatient.

Qi Yi pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked leisurely, "Ah Cheng, have you finished all the papers I left for you yesterday?"

Tomorrow night, Cheng immediately stopped chattering, lowered his head listlessly, and muttered, "I, I'll go back and do it after recording the show."

"You do have time to gossip about others. The Chinese paper the day before yesterday was completely wrong." Qi Yi clicked his tongue, "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, what did you write next, do you remember?"

Mingwan Cheng looked at Qi Yi blankly.

Qi Yi said word by word: "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, a group of egrets go up to the blue sky."

Tomorrow night Cheng was stunned: "...No, isn't it right?"

Nan Yang: "..."

Qing Huan: "..."

Xiaoye: "..."

Qi Yi had a friendly smile on his face: "Go back and copy it twenty times, don't sleep if you can't finish it."

Tomorrow night Cheng let out an "Ah?", no longer had the strength to ramble on nonsense, buried his face in the backrest weakly, pulled his hair and howled.

It stands to reason that an old thing like her who has lived for more than 3000 years should not be so unfamiliar with ancient poetry.But she just has a temperament that is not interested in poetry and songs at all. In the past, when people talked about these things, she would not even listen to them.If a person is really not interested in something, no matter how many opportunities she has to touch it, she will pretend to be deaf and dumb to avoid it.

If she had known that there was such a day as preparing for the college entrance examination, she should have gone to those sour literati's poetry meetings twice.

Smiling lightly and shaking his head.

Tomorrow night, before Cheng had time to express his sympathy, Qi Yi grabbed her by the collar and asked her to recite the homework assigned last night.

Nan Yang kept silent, sitting quietly in the corner, playing Tetris with his inferior game console.

Tomorrow night Cheng didn't memorize it by heart, he stuttered like squeezing toothpaste: "The wind is rushing... the sky is high... the sky is high... Yuan Xiaoai."

There was a piercing "biu~~" from the game console in the front row

"Zhu...clear sand and white birds fly...fly back..."

"biu~biu~"

"Boundless fallen trees..."

"biu~~biubiubiu~~~"

"What's the matter with the boundless fallen trees..."

"biubiu——biubiu～biu～"

"Boundless falling wood biubiubiu?"

Tomorrow night, Cheng was brainwashed by that hot-eared game console.

Qi Yi twitched the corner of his mouth.

Tomorrow night Cheng pointed to the front row angrily: "Sister, look at her, she affects my study! Master, you don't care about your wife!"

Qing Huan pressed Nan Yang's hand playing the game console, and whispered, "Stop playing."

Nan Yang kept his eyes on the screen, peeped at the screen through Qing Huan's fingers, precisely controlled the falling of the cube, and said in a faint voice, "Your elbow is turned outward."

Qing Huan sighed: "Save up your brainpower, the game will be difficult in a while."

Nan Yang lowered his head and said softly, "But I want to play."

Qing Huan couldn't stand Nan Yang's request, so she immediately let go of her and turned against her: "Ah Cheng, just bear with it."

Qi Yi also said: "I don't know how to memorize it, and I still want to pass the blame to others. Do you still want to continue to punish me?"

Tomorrow night, Cheng stared at the circle of devils with dumbstruck eyes, and felt a thump in his heart, suddenly feeling that he was the one being tricked.

After half an hour of noisy all the way, they finally arrived at the program recording site.

But as soon as the car door opened, a group of tall men in black suits rushed up, each holding a blindfold in their hands.Xiaoye recognized that they were wearing the headsets of the program group, and whispered a few words with the leader before realizing that the game had started.They had to be led out of the car blindfolded, and the blindfolds could only be removed when the program allowed.

Nan Yang obviously didn't have much interest in this kind of fancy game, but since she came, she also knew that she had to cooperate with the program crew to shoot, even if she didn't want to, she put on a blindfold that made her lose her sense of security instantly.

After blindfolding, she fully mobilized her ears, accurately judged Qing Huan's position, and took her hand.

Qing Huan seemed to know what she was thinking, and gently squeezed her tiger's mouth.

The two people were put on invisible microphones and receivers by the staff, and then were guided to slowly move to the designated position.Cheng and Qi Yi seem to be separated tomorrow night, Nan Yang can only hear the footsteps of himself and Qing Huan, and the movements of a few strangers around.They seemed to have walked up a flight of steps in the dark, and were sent into another room. The door was closed tightly, and there was a sound of locking.

Because she was blindfolded, Qing Huan didn't know what was around her, so she didn't dare to move around for a while.Nan Yang secretly exerted a burst of internal force, roughly judged the objects placed around, and after recognizing the stool, she pulled the stiff Qing Huan to sit down.

"Dare you, dare to sit?" Qing Huan didn't even dare to bend her legs.

"Sit down and trust me."

Listening to that reassuring voice, Qing Huan groped and bent her legs, and two seconds later, she actually sat on a stool.

She shrugged her nose: "Well...do you smell it? It smells so good. "

Nan Yang was silent for a moment, then said, "It smells like hot pot."

The two of them were sniffing the surrounding smell carefully, when a loud radio sound came from the room unexpectedly——

"Welcome everyone to the pre-release version of "Honeymoon Together". Today we are going to play a small game here, to decide the rankings for the three pairs of CPs, and draw lots in turn according to the rankings. Five days later, we will fly together at Bayu Airport Go to Bangkok, Thailand, but before that, the result of the lottery will determine how you can get from Haojing to Bayu Airport. There are three ways to ride in the lottery box, whether to endure three days and two nights on the hard seat of the crowded train, or to travel in the high-end The majestic independent box to enjoy the scenery along the way depends on everyone's performance today! Are you ready?"

The corners of Nan Yang's eyes frowned: "A hard seat on the train?"

She had never sat in a hard seat in her life.

Qing Huan squeezed her hand reassuringly: "We may not be the last one."

The broadcast of the program PD continued to sound——

"When you're ready, please take off the blindfold!"

Nan Yang and Qing Huan took off their blindfolds at the same time.Because they had worn it for too long, the moment they took it off, the strong light in front of them made it difficult for them to see.Qing Huan rubbed the corners of her eyes vigorously, squinted her eyes and looked around carefully.

They were in a small space, no more than fifteen square meters by visual inspection.There were only the two of them in the space, and not far away was a closed iron door with a four-digit combination lock hanging on it.On their right is a low table, on which there is indeed a pot of bubbling hot pot, on the left is a tall wooden shelf, which is divided into nine grids, and each grid is filled with various meatballs and vegetables , It seems to be used for shabu-shabu.

There is a small window in the inner part of one wall, the window is not wide open, and it is separated by three metal pipes.Qing Huan walked over to look over there, unexpectedly saw Ming Wan Cheng and Qi Yi on the other side of the window.

Tomorrow night, Cheng and Qi Yi also just took off their blindfolds, and they also looked around in a daze.The room they were in was of a different style, with dim light, a chandelier emitting a weird blue light above the head, and a few shelves around them, but the shelves were filled with various animal specimens, as well as those soaked in formalin. various types of internal organs.

Similarly, there was a small window on the other side of their wall, and Qing Huan could see Cen Ziyan's back from a distance.

It's just too far away, she couldn't see the layout of Cen Ziyan's room clearly.

The broadcast sounded again——

"I believe that you have seen the environment you are in. Now let me introduce the rules of the game: the first game of the pre-release version of "Honeymoon Together"-the secret room escape. Three pairs of CPs were locked in secret rooms with different themes, You can communicate and pass on each other. You need to find the password on the iron door code lock in the shortest possible time and escape from the secret room! The clue may be in your own room or in the opponent's room. How to measure the importance of clue trading sex? How to ensure that I am the first one to escape smoothly? Is it an alliance for mutual benefit, or confrontation and competition? The next time is left to you, ladies and gentlemen, come on!"

After the broadcast ended, the three rooms fell silent for a while.

I don't know how long it took before Ming night Cheng muttered in a low voice: "What kind of planning ghost, this insincerity makes us quarrel..."

Nan Yang silently listened to the rules of the game, and was not in a hurry. Instead, he took a few plates of meatballs and vegetables from the shelf, and sat next to the hot pot to cook the dishes.

Qing Huan looked at her Buddhist appearance, and said helplessly, "Are you in no hurry? Are you afraid of sitting in a hard seat for three days and two nights?"

"Aren't you hungry?" Nan Yang picked up the meatballs and put them in the pot, "I haven't eaten since I got off the plane."

"I seem to be a little hungry," Qing Huan leaned against the small iron window, and tomorrow night there was a smell of formalin from Cheng Cheng's room, which made her feel sick, "However, I can't eat now."

Tomorrow night, Cheng lay on the side of the small iron window and looked over hard: "Wow, Master, do you have hot pot in your room? It smells so good."

Qi Yi covered his nose, looked at the human bone specimens around him, and said in a muffled voice from under his hands: "I just want to vomit."

Qing Huan also looked towards Ming Wancheng: "Why is your side so weird, is it a laboratory?"

"It should be," Cheng Ming shuddered, "the dry ice is still being sprayed next to me, it froze me to death."

Cen Ziyan was lying far away by the small iron window over there, raising her voice and shouting: "Ah Cheng, Zhuzhu! What's the situation over there?"

Qing Huan shouted: "Our side should be the theme of the restaurant, Ah Cheng is the theme of the laboratory, what about yours?"

Cen Ziyan's voice was a little trembling: "Our side is a ward. There is a bed, an infusion stand, a bed, and a prop dummy on the bed... It's bloody, I... I dare not touch it."

Bai Jinqiu's voice came faintly: "Yanyan, come here."

Cen Ziyan answered "Auntie", and immediately left the small bar window obediently.

Tomorrow night, Cheng, as the middleman connecting the three rooms, shouted to both sides at the same time: "Let's search for each other first, and share what we find useful!"

Qing Huan nodded.

After communicating with other people, Qing Huan turned around to look for Nan Yang.Nan Yang was still sitting next to the hot pot, and the two small dishes next to her were empty, and she was passing a lettuce to her mouth.

"Why are you still eating?" Qing Huan was a little helpless, even though she asked so, she still picked up a pair of chopsticks and helped Nan Yang put the meatballs from the hot pot into her bowl.

"It's still early, don't be in a hurry." Nan Yang swallowed the lettuce and took another ball from the bowl.

"Eat less, what should I do if I want to go to the toilet if I eat too much?" Qing Huan poured a glass of water for Nan Yang, "We are still locked up, we have no clue."

"……Um."

Although Nan Yang agreed, the chopsticks still didn't stop.

Tomorrow night Cheng's voice suddenly came from the small barred window: "Master! I found a small box behind the specimen shelf!"

Qing Huan immediately got up and went over, looking through the window at the small wooden box in Ming Wancheng's hand, "Is there... a lock on it?"

"Yes, a key is needed." Ming Wancheng shook the small lock.

There was also a voice from Cen Ziyan: "Ah Cheng, I found a small key from that dummy's pocket, can you see if I can open your lock?"

Tomorrow night Cheng happily ran over to get the key, tried it, and sure enough opened the small lock.There was a piece of paper lying in the box, Qi Yi took out the note, and read it aloud under the dim light: "The first password number in room 2——the quantity of heart-wrapped fish balls on the shelf in room 1 .”

The air was quiet for a second.

Tomorrow night, Cheng and Qi Yi raised their heads together and looked at Qing Huan on the other side of the bars.

Qing Huan also turned her head, staring blankly at the empty meatball dish in Nan Yang's hand.

"You... How many balls have you eaten just now?" Qing Huan asked cautiously.

Nan Yang stared blankly at his bowl, unable to speak for a while.

Tomorrow night, Cheng threw himself on the iron window, grabbing the iron rod and wishing he could crawl over and scold people: "Ahhh, you big-mouthed devil actually ate up all our clues!!!"