I, Qinghuan

Tomorrow night, Cheng wrote Wusan and wrote more and more collapsed, crying and writing at the same time, looking pitiful and funny.Qi Yi squeezed a handful of toilet paper in his hand, and wiped Ming Wancheng's tears carefully, but no matter how badly she cried, Qi Yi would not let her go.

Maybe when this episode is broadcast, many viewers will think she is too much.

However, it never hurts to learn more.Ah Cheng didn't even go to elementary school, if she always makes common sense mistakes in the future, everyone will make fun of her to some extent.Even if he didn't smile in the open, he would poke her back in the back and mock her for being uneducated.Qi Yi doesn't want to see her become the laughing stock of others.

In future programs, Ming Wancheng may spit out a few outdated idioms because of her ignorance. She is a newcomer, and if this kind of uneducated black spot is added to her body, how will she succeed in the entertainment industry in the future? go on?Now she is forcing Ming Wancheng to do homework in front of the camera, at least she shows the appearance to the audience, so that everyone can see that Ah Cheng is working hard.In this way, even if Ah Cheng exposes her ignorance and incompetence when recording the program in the future, it will become her cute spot, not a black spot.

However, tomorrow night Cheng's head couldn't think of this level, she just felt so wronged.

She cried so badly that Cen Ziyan and Qing Huan looked at her with distressed eyes.

After all, she's just a little sister.

Qing Huan couldn't bear it anymore, after thinking for a long time, she finally came up with a curvy way to save the country: "I want to go to the bathroom, who of you still wants to go?"

"I want to go," Cen Ziyan immediately answered, and then she looked at Bai Jinqiu timidly, "Auntie, can I go?"

Bai Jinqiu nodded lightly.

Qing Huan deliberately touched Ming Wancheng's shoulder, "Ah Cheng, do you want to go to the toilet?"

Tomorrow night Cheng nodded hurriedly: "Go, go!"

With that said, the three of them got up and walked towards the door one after another.Qing Huan blinked at Nan Yang: "Go to the toilet."

Nan Yang took out a pack of napkins from his pocket, threw them accurately into Qing Huan's arms, and said a few words: "The toilet is dirty, wipe it more."

"I know." Qing Huan smiled softly.

Nan Yang watched her take a few steps, and when she carefully opened the iron door, she couldn't help adding: "Come back soon."

The light smile was even worse: "I know."

Qi Yi watched the three young girls go out back and forth, huddled in the corridor and looked around for a while, and closed the door after confirming that there was no danger.She smiled and shook her head. In school, there are many girls who have to go to the bathroom in groups. I didn't expect girls to grow up, and they still can't get rid of the problem of going to the bathroom together.

After the three younger ones left, Room 3 fell silent for an instant.

It was eerily quiet.

Qi Yi looked at the two women who were reading notebooks and books with cold faces, and touched his arms.

She should be regarded as the mildest of the three seniors. After those little girls are gone, it's best not to let the atmosphere in front of the camera cool down.With this in mind, she took the initiative to find a topic: "Ms. Bai, Boss Nan, what are you looking at?"

Bai Jinqiu and Nan Yang raised their heads at the same time.

"Masterpiece." Bai Jinqiu remained expressionless.

"Recipe." Nan Yang's expression became lighter.

Qi Yi struggled to find a topic: "Does it look good?"

"good."

"improvise."

"Oh...do you want to keep watching?"

"Ah."

"Ah."

"Then... let's see..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Qi Yi pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

After she stopped talking, the air became silent again.

Qi Yi shivered.

She seemed to be able to imagine that when this section was cut into a film, a pile of falling dead leaves would be produced in the later stage, and then a crow screaming "Ah—ah—" would be drawn across the screen, followed by A string of speechless ellipsis.

For some reason, she had the illusion that staying with these two women was more freezing than staying in Room 2 full of dry ice just now.She sat across from them, as if two high-end air conditioners were blowing fiercely in front of her.

Qi Yi looked down at her lesson plan. She wasn't a talkative person at all, so she gave up the idea of ​​warming up the scene after a few sentences.

Room 3, which was bustling not long ago, was suddenly as cold as an ice cellar.

On the other side, the atmosphere of the three young girls is quite normal.Cen Ziyan and Qing Huan were good friends from the beginning, and tomorrow night Cheng was acquainted with Cen Ziyan a long time ago, and the three of them chatted and laughed after entering the toilet.

The program team also considered that they need to go to the toilet, so there is no camera in the first cubicle, and they can solve their needs there.However, going to the bathroom was supposed to be an excuse for them to sneak out, and no one actually wanted to go to the bathroom.

So the three simply leaned against the toilet and chatted.

Tomorrow night Cheng sighed: "I really admire you two for marrying two Bing Tuozi. Boss Nan and Teacher Bai just sat there and didn't speak for a long time. It's terrible."

Xiao Huan laughed lightly and said, "No matter how scary it is, how can Xiao Yi be as scary? At least the two of us haven't been bullied to the point of crying like you."

"My sister is not bullying me!" Tomorrow night Cheng hurriedly defended, "I...I can't write the questions, I am stupid, my sister is doing it for my own good, she is not bullying me."

Ever since Cen Ziyan walked out of Bai Jinqiu's sight, her whole body has become a lot brighter, and the smile finally spread to her eyes, "Ah Cheng, you and Teacher Qi... are actually quite compatible."

"Just friends." Ming Wancheng immediately evaded.

Now they are under the camera, and everything they say will be recorded.In fact, she herself doesn't care if others make herself and Qi Yi a pair, on the contrary, she would like others to make it together, but Qi Yi may not be willing.So she can't go along with the remarks that match them up under the camera.

"Ah Cheng, do you have anyone else you like?" Cen Ziyan asked, "Or, you don't have your first love yet?"

Tomorrow night Cheng blushed and shook his head.

"Acheng is still young, don't tease her," Qing Huan said with a smile, "Speaking of first love, Ziyan, Teacher Bai should be your first love, right?"

Cen Ziyan's face froze when she heard Bai Jinqiu's name. After a while, she nodded and said in a low voice, "Mmm... yes."

Tomorrow night Cheng continued: "But Teacher Bai is so many years older than you, her first love is probably not you."

"Ah Cheng." Qing Huan frowned and shook his head at her.

This is too inappropriate to say.

"Then master and you are a better pair." Tomorrow night Cheng sighed, the ancestor and master are the only ones in each other's lives, one is a big iceberg that has been frozen for 3000 years, the other is a hedgehog wrapped in cotton, the two They don't easily allow others to see their hearts. Only after they get close to each other, do they start to let things like love appear in their own world.

Qing Huan doesn't think like Ming Wancheng does.

She thought of the night she spent at Zhu's house again.Nan Yang, who has always pampered her, rejected her two courtships, and when asked about the past, those deep eyes full of memories and full of nostalgia.

Nan Yang is her first love, but she is not Nan Yang's first love.

In fact, it is normal for a 35-year-old woman to have a past that belongs to her, and she doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.But she underestimated her desire to possess Nan Yang, she wished to possess all of her, not only the present, the past, and the future, she wanted to hold them all in her hands.Therefore, Nan Yang's past has become a tiny thorn, softly hidden in the flesh, and he can't remember it when he doesn't move, but once it is involved, there will be a feeling of scratching the heart and scratching the liver. itching.

Cen Ziyan's voice interrupted her thoughts: "Let's go back to sleep in a while, everyone sleeps, so Teacher Qi won't let Ah Cheng continue to do homework."

Qing Huan came back to her senses, a concealed smile appeared on her lips: "Okay, just do as Ziyan said."

Tomorrow night Cheng bowed deeply moved: "Thank you sisters, thank you!"

"You are the youngest, of course we should take care of you." Cen Ziyan said softly.

Tomorrow night Cheng smiled and accepted Cen Ziyan's statement.

I also don't know what expressions Qing Huan and Cen Ziyan will have on their faces if one day they find out that the girl they pampered like a little sister in front of them is actually an old monster who has lived for more than 3000 years.

They said they were going to go to the bathroom, so naturally it was not good to stay for too long, so they went back home after chatting for a few words.

When entering Room 3, several people could feel a thick air-conditioning as soon as they stepped in.The room was so terribly quiet that it seemed that a needle could be heard when it was dropped.

If they hadn't known that the three elders were not chatty people, they might have mistakenly thought that there was a quarrel in the room.

Seeing that Qing Huan was back, Nan Yang closed the notebook and reached out to her: "Come."

Qing Huan walked over naturally, held Nan Yang's hand, and smiled softly: "Are you sleepy?"

Nan Yang nodded.

"Then let's sleep, shall we?" Qing Huan rolled her soft eyes.

"it is good."

Nan Yang replied meekly.

So Qing Huan chattered a few times, asking everyone if they want to sleep, Cen Ziyan and Ming Wancheng both agreed, Bai Jinqiu also acquiesced, Qi Yi really stopped holding Ah Cheng to do homework, put down the lesson plans and started packing sleeping bags.

The three pairs of women discussed in low voices the use of sleeping bags.Nan Yang and Qing Huan slept together, Bai Jinqiu let Cen Ziyan sleep, and he sat quietly staring at Cen Ziyan who was curled up in the sleeping bag.Neither Qi Yi nor Ming Wancheng got into a sleeping bag, but leaned against the wall together, covering their bodies with sleeping bags to keep out the cold.

After everyone settled down, the lights in Room 3 were turned off, and the camera turned on the night shooting mode.

The room was very small, and although everyone deliberately kept a little distance, they were basically squeezed together.The lower half of Nanyang Qinghuan's sleeping bag was attached to the side of Cen Ziyan's sleeping bag, and Bai Jinqiu was sitting on Qi Yi's left. Qi Yi could clearly hear the breathing of Bai Jinqiu and Ming Wancheng.The six people who were still strangers in the morning have drawn a lot closer because of the half-day game and the opportunity of having to be trapped together to sleep.

Although the lights were turned off, most people still didn't feel sleepy for a while, so in the darkness, Cheng volunteered to tell everyone a bedtime story tomorrow night.

It's a fairy tale, "Puss in Boots" from "Grimm's Fairy Tales".

Both Qing Huan and Cen Ziyan listened with gusto, Bai Jinqiu opened his eyes expressionlessly in the dark, Nan Yang lay beside Qing Huan, and his breathing gradually became impatient.

"What's the matter? Don't you like to hear it?" Qing Huan lowered her voice, and the hand in the sleeping bag dishonestly squeezed Nan Yang's waist.

Nan Yang didn't speak, but the word "boring" was written in her eyes.She wanted to sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep at all because of Cheng Cheng's melodious voice tomorrow night, so she simply picked up her notebook again and continued to read recipes in the dim night light.

Qing Huan frowned: "It's so dark, you still look at it, aren't you afraid that your eyes will be damaged?"

"……fine."

Nan Yang already has five sense organs, so it is not difficult for her to see things at night.

Qing Huan hugged her from behind, didn't persuade her any more, just smiled and rubbed the tip of her nose on her soft long black hair.

Tomorrow night, Cheng was halfway through his talk, but was interrupted by Qi Yi: "What's so good about fairy tales? We're all adults. Listening to stories about cats and dogs talking in human language is different from watching Pleasant Goat. Ah Cheng, sister Let me tell you something interesting."

This is the first time Qi Yi calls himself "sister" to Ming Wancheng, and Ming Wancheng smiles all over his face: "Okay, sister, tell me!"

Qi Yi took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and held them in his hands, with a smirk on his lips.

"By the way, there was a doctor who was still undergoing surgery after everyone had left late one night. It was very late after the emergency treatment, and he was about to go home. When he reached the elevator door, he suddenly met a woman. Nurse. He took the elevator downstairs with the female nurse."

Mingwan Cheng's smile froze on his lips, slowly collapsed, and the smile disappeared from his eyes.

"But the elevator didn't stop when it reached the first floor. It kept going down and down. When they reached B3, the elevator door opened, and a little girl appeared in front of them. She lowered her head and said she wanted to take the elevator. Seeing this, the doctor hurriedly closed the elevator." Door."

"Why?" Ming Wancheng blinked a pair of pure and fearful eyes.

"Yeah, the nurse also found it very strange, so she asked the doctor: 'Why didn't you let her come up?' The doctor said: 'B3 is the morgue of our hospital, and the hospital tied a red ribbon to the right hand of each corpse. , on the right hand of the little girl just now, there is a red ribbon like that...'"

There were a few gasps of air in the darkness, and no one knew who was frightened.

Tomorrow night Cheng was afraid and wanted to hear it, so he asked tremblingly, "Well, what then?"

"Then..." Qi Yi raised the corners of her lips, and she seemed to be laughing out of anger even without glasses, "The nurse listened, and slowly stretched out her right hand, and said with a sneer—"

"'Isn't that... a red ribbon like that?'"

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Suddenly, without warning, there were sobbing sounds one after another in the room.

Bai Jinqiu, who had been silent all this time, had a rare panic in his voice: "Yanyan, don't be afraid, it's all fake."

Qi Yi smiled and sighed, grabbed a handful of paper and pasted it on Ming Wan Cheng's face, "Why are you crying? How old are you, can such old ghost stories scare you?"

Bai Jinqiu was originally sitting, but when he saw Cen Ziyan crying, he got up and knelt on the ground, bent down to touch Cen Ziyan's head, "Yanyan, don't cry, Auntie is here."

Tomorrow night, Cheng burst into tears: "Woooooo sister, why do you tell such a story in this kind of place..."

Under normal circumstances, such ancient ghost stories may not be able to scare people, but they are now in the No. 3 room with the theme of the ward, next to the hospital bed sprayed with plasma, and the corner is full of reality The infusion stand and the hanging bottle will overflow the sense of immersion.

Qing Huan heard the sound of Cen Ziyan and Ming Wancheng crying, panicked, and hurried to see if the woman in her arms was frightened.

She raised her neck a little, and carefully looked at Nan Yang's face from above.

The notebook in Nan Yang's hand had slipped to the floor at some point.She lay there quietly, her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes were docilely pressed against her lower eyelids, her arms were bent and pillowed under her neck, and her long breathing announced her deep sleep at the moment.

Qing Huan: "..."

Listening to fairy tales makes her sleepless, but listening to ghost stories can hypnotize her. This woman is truly unparalleled in the world.