I, Qinghuan

Tomorrow night, Cheng held Wusan in his hands, looked at Nanyang's instantly red ears in the corner, and sighed helplessly.

I don't know what kind of tiger and wolf words Master Qinghuan said to the ancestor.

Qi Yi squatted down and continued to flip through the package. Besides their personal items and sleeping bags, there were many jigsaw puzzle pieces at the bottom of the package. The color was very close to the package. I almost didn’t notice that there was a pile of puzzle pieces. At first glance, it should be around 300 pieces.

Bai Jinqiu and Cen Ziyan also found the same pile of jigsaw puzzle pieces. The patterns of the pieces could not be discerned, but judging by the color, they should belong to the same piece as Ming Wancheng and the others.

Qing Huan should have finished what he wanted to say, and turned on the microphones of himself and Nan Yang, led Nan Yang to the side of several other people, and began to check these puzzles with everyone.

There are such a batch of puzzle pieces in the three packages, and the numbers A, B, and C are marked on the back of the pieces. Area A belongs to Nan Yang and Qing Huan, Area B belongs to Qi Yi and Ming Wancheng, Area C belongs to Bai Jinqiu and Cen Ziyan.Obviously, this is for them to complete the puzzles of their own areas separately, and then join together to unlock the next clue.

Six people sat down in a circle, two by two, poured out their respective puzzles and started to put together. While doing the puzzles, they looked at the puzzles in the adjacent area and looked for their own border fragments.

Fortunately, a 300-piece jigsaw puzzle is not difficult. It should be a 1000-piece jigsaw puzzle that has been split into three parts. The difficulty of a 1000-piece jigsaw puzzle is only a matter of hours for an adult. Now it is solved by six people at the same time. Fighting, it won't take more than an hour to think about it.

Cen Ziyan could check the time on her MP4, she looked at it when she was sorting out the puzzle, and told everyone that it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Ten o'clock is Nan Yang's usual bedtime.

Nan Yang sleeps for eight hours every day, falling asleep on the hour of Hai at night, and waking up at [-]:[-] in the morning. This is her routine that has not changed for thousands of years.Except for the occasional Qing Huan finishing work late and pestering her on the bed for hours when she comes back, she has always followed this sleep pattern.

Sure enough, after Cen Ziyan finished reporting the time, her eyes were instantly covered with sleepiness, and her long eyelashes drooped down, covering her light brown pupils.

Qing Huan hugged her shoulders, and said in a warm voice, "Are you sleepy?"

"Yeah." Nan Yang nodded sleepily while holding a puzzle piece.

"Then why don't you go to sleep for a while, I can do it alone, it's not difficult." Qing Huan squeezed Nan Yang's shoulder.

"It's okay, just wait a little longer."

It is a habit of her body to get sleepy at some point. As long as she gets through this short period of habitual sleepiness, she will no longer want to sleep.Just like being hungry, after those few minutes of the most painful stage, you won't be hungry anymore.

Qing Huan knew that like an old cadre, she had to go to bed on time at ten o'clock every day, and it hurt to see her struggling to keep up her spirits, so she said, "Then lean against me and squint for a while."

"fine."

Nan Yang half-closed her eyes and continued to help Qing Huan pass the puzzle.

Ming Wancheng at the side sighed: "Hey, don't you think it's quite warm for us to sit together and play puzzles like this?"

Cen Ziyan picked up her MP4 and said, "I can play songs outside, do you want to listen to some music?"

In fact, very few people now use MP4 as an ancient electronic product. The MP4 in Cen Ziyan’s hand is also very old, the paint on the corners is peeling off, and the metal paint on the buttons is basically It has been polished, and it can be seen that she must like this MP4 very much, and often plays with it in her hand.

"Let's put one and let the other go," Cheng Cheng said with a smile tomorrow, "By the way, almost no one uses MP4 now, why does Ziyan keep such an old antique? It must be a gift from someone, right?"

Hearing this, Cen Ziyan's originally gentle face was taken aback for a long time, and there was a trace of struggle in her eyes.

"Yes..." Cen Ziyan's fingertips were trembling while pinching the puzzle piece, "It was a birthday present from my aunt that year."

"?" Ming Wancheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You and Mr. Bai knew each other so early?"

Cen Ziyan bit her lip and stopped talking.

Bai Jinqiu answered for her: "Yanyan's mother and I are good friends, and I watched Yanyan grow up."

"Wow..." Mingwan Cheng clicked his tongue, "No wonder Ziyan called you auntie, so you are really her elder."

Bai Jinqiu curled his lips and smiled politely.

"Ziyan must like Teacher Bai very much, look at that MP4, how it is touched." Mingwan Cheng blinked enviously, "That's great, the two couples around me are fairy love."

Qi Yi, who had been solving puzzles silently, finally frowned: "Why do you talk so much?"

Mingwan Cheng shrank his neck, "I'm sorry, sister, I won't talk about it."

Cen Ziyan turned on the MP4, pressed it a few times, and obediently asked the others: "What song do you want to listen to?"

"It's all right, Ziyan, just put what you like." Qing Huan said with a smile.

Cen Ziyan rolled her eyes for a while, and her face became more and more stiff. After a while, she raised her head guiltily: "I'm sorry, I forgot that I cleared the memory once before, and there is only one song in it now, or... I won't listen to it. gone."

"Just play that one." Qi Yi smiled kindly.

"But, that song may not be suitable for playing now..." Cen Ziyan murmured.

"Let's play, Ziyan. Anyway, we're bored playing puzzles now. No matter what kind of music, just listen to it." Qing Huan looked at Nan Yang who was getting more and more sleepy beside him, thinking about finding something refreshing for her.

"OK then."

Cen Ziyan picked up the MP4, pressed the play button, and turned up the volume to the maximum.

After a brief silence, the resounding "Great Compassion Mantra" reverberated in the small room.

Qing Huan: "..."

Mingwan Cheng: "..."

Qi Yi: "..."

Nan Yang yawned again.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and no one knew what to answer at this time.

After all, they were the ones who let it go, Cen Ziyan, and it's hard to tell people to turn it off, so the people in the room just listened to the weird "Great Compassion Curse" and put together the puzzle pieces on the ground in silence.This kind of background music set off the gloomy ward, coupled with a bit of dry ice floating over from Room 2 next door, everyone's pores tightened in a circle.

Except for Nan Yang, who was expressionless and sleepy the more he listened.

They completed their respective puzzles in such a magical atmosphere.A few young people took the initiative to carefully merge the three pictures together. It looks like a very ordinary landscape picture, which doesn't look like there is any mystery.

Nan Yang supported his sleepy eyelids, and said softly: "Turn off the light and watch again."

Qing Huan said "huh?", "How did you know to turn off the light?"

Nan Yang lightly raised his finger and rubbed his fingertips in front of Qing Huan, "Didn't you realize that your hands are covered with fluorescent powder?"

"Then you are amazing, you have discovered such an important thing." Qing Huan laughed in a coaxing tone.

"..."

Nan Yang shut up and said nothing more.

Qi Yi, who was closest to the door, got up, found the light switch, and turned off the light source in the house.

Sure enough, the huge jigsaw puzzle on the ground lit up some bright green characters. They looked carefully, and saw this passage written crookedly on it:

[Gate password - at 06:30 in the morning - the sound of a chainsaw. 】

The sound of chainsaws at 06:30 in the morning.

06:30 in the morning.

early morning.

They all looked at the sleeping bags piled beside them in unison.

Now I finally understand why the program group will give them sleeping bags and various things to pass the time. It turns out that they really have to spend the night.

But six people, only three sleeping bags, how to divide it?

"Why don't we tidy up the place first." Qi Yi looked at the small room, which was only a dozen square meters and was half occupied by a hospital bed, and began to think about the placement of the sleeping bag.

"Sister, you sleep, I'm not sleepy." Tomorrow night Cheng immediately said.

Qi Yi knew that she wanted to give up the sleeping bag to herself, so she smiled, "Don't be brave, it's the middle of the night before you go to bed, and the middle of the night after I go to bed."

Bai Jinqiu said calmly, "Yanyan, here's your sleeping bag."

Cen Ziyan shook her head in a panic: "No, Auntie, you..."

"Yanyan, are you disobedient?" Bai Jinqiu's voice didn't fluctuate, and he just looked at Cen Ziyan shallowly.

Cen Ziyan shook her head and lowered her head, "No, I... I'm obedient."

Nan Yang and Qing Huan don't have to worry about who sleeps in the sleeping bag. Nan Yang has checked the size from the beginning, and she definitely wants to sleep with Qing Huan.

The question they need to struggle with is when to go to bed.

It's eleven o'clock in the evening. For these night owls in the entertainment industry, it's still far from bedtime.Qi Yi is also a person who often does homework until the early hours of the morning. The people in the group seem to be in good spirits, playing with their own things to pass the time, and chatting with other people from time to time.

Nan Yang saw that everyone was not going to sleep, and his sleepiness had subsided a lot in the jigsaw puzzle just now, so he also opened his notebook and looked at the recipes for a while.

What Bai Jinqiu was holding was also a book. She and Nan Yang were already sitting close to each other. Two cold women were sitting quietly against the wall, one was reading a notebook and the other was reading "Crime and Punishment". .

Perhaps because the book in his hand was more attractive, Bai Jinqiu temporarily loosened the invisible restraint on Cen Ziyan.

Cen Ziyan and Qing Huan sat together, watching the script in her hand with Qing Huan, the two of them discussed the content of the script in a low voice, and occasionally laughed out loud while talking.Cen Ziyan smiled very carefully, every time she smiled, she had to take a careful look at Bai Jinqiu.

The painting styles of Qi Yi and Ming Wan Cheng are quite strange.

Tomorrow night, Cheng was lying on the ground, holding the 0.5 black ink gel pen that comes standard with the college entrance examination, his face was buried in the inner pages of "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation".Qi Yi sat next to her, staring at her writing the questions for a moment, she rolled the teaching plan into a tube and held it in her hand, and whenever Ming Wancheng relaxed, she would hit Ming Wancheng on the head with a paper tube.

"Why do I have to do my homework after work, and I have to do my homework after work? Can I not do my homework today?" Cheng will cry tomorrow night.

Qi Yi tapped the back of Ming Wancheng's hand, "How long is it until the college entrance examination, have you forgotten?"

Tomorrow night, Chengchao stretched out his hand to Qinghuan, crying for help: "Master, help me..."

Qing Huan raised her index finger, put it on her lips and let out a "shh--". ?

"Don't disturb them reading." Qing Huan pointed to the two silent old aunts who were sitting in the corner reading.

Tomorrow night, Cheng sighed and bit down on the pages of Wusan's book, and tears fell down, soaking balls of typeface after ball.

This is definitely the most twisted and terrifying night she has experienced in 3000 years.