[Quick Transmigration] The Truman Show

Truman dragged his luggage, followed by the disliked boy, and walked slowly to the house of "the last one". The photography team specially came to several close-ups.

The barrage summoned the late stage in unison, asking for five yuan of bleak special effects.

Truman frowned, because he could already feel the buzzing mosquitoes buzzing in his ears.He has a cleanliness habit and is afraid of dirt, but he is even more afraid of mosquitoes. The blood on his body has attracted mosquitoes since he was a child.

It's summer, and it's a rural area, and the mosquitoes are very poisonous.And behind this thatched house is the woods, maybe how many mosquitoes are hiding in the house.

Qu Su didn't care, his blood didn't attract mosquitoes, even if the mosquitoes were caught on him, the mosquitoes wouldn't bother to bite.He dragged his small luggage and walked in, and started to pack it up neatly.

Truman's expression was a bit ugly, he took a deep breath, turned around and left, wanting to stay away from the nearby woods.He was a little annoyed by the buzzing mosquitoes again, so he lit a cigarette, lit it, and refused to smoke it.

Hearing that cigarettes are poisonous, he thought that it could poison people's lungs to such a degree that it would be no problem to kill a few mosquitoes.

So, the mosquito repellent cigarettes were lit one after another.

As soon as the cigarette was lit, Truman's thoughts began to drift away.

He remembered the words of the little boy again.

It was summer when Truman first arrived in the courtyard. There were no mosquito nets or mosquito coils in the house. Truman was bitten by mosquitoes all over his body, and his whole body was itchy to death. Did you deliberately raise a room full of mosquitoes, wanting to get revenge on me, buzzing in my ears all the time, talking about it is as annoying as you..."

The old man was woken up, and his temper became even more irritable, "Little brat, it's late at night, what are you shouting about!"

"Oh, sir! I didn't yell at you here! Whispering in the middle of the night, why are you eavesdropping? You're so old, and you still gossip like this..."

The old man opened the door, and directly carried the crooked and nonsense kid into his room, and threw him on the bed.

Truman was already irritable, and suddenly he was thrown on the bed, his whole body was like a firecracker being set ablaze, and the yelling never stopped.

But what's a little mysterious is that Truman's violent temper gradually disappeared after being glanced at by those deep eyes.

The old man took out the cooling oil from the drawer and scraped some on his fingertips.

As soon as his fingers touched the naked, exposed skin of his body, he couldn't help but shudder.

Truman lay stiffly on the bed, staring at the shadow on the wall, feeling very hot, his heart was beating very fast, and his cheeks were a little red.Even with his eyes closed, he could still feel some rough fingers, from his cheeks, down his neck, to his chest, lower abdomen, from his thighs, calves, to his curled toes... …

Truman was teased by the old man, all over his body.

……

Truman stomped out the cigarette butt on the ground, a little irritable, but also inexplicably happy.

Back then, I didn't think about it, and I didn't notice it:

This is so clearly sexual harassment!

No wonder he felt so uncomfortable at the time.

Sure enough, he was the one who was bewitched.

He was only 15 years old at that time, and the old man was 20 years older than him, so he could be his father, how could he have the face to do it.

Looking so upright, who knows that such a well-dressed beast is so old, he is really shameless.

After thinking about it, although the old man is a bit old, he always has a cold air all over his body, but this man is so cold that he is ascetic and sexy, and he really likes him because of his looks.

I really want to take off the meticulous military uniform on him.

Truman thought again of the old man's appearance when he took off his military uniform, with his slender waist, firm buttocks, and sexy muscle lines...

……

Truman kept trying to make up his mind here, while Heizi in the barrage kept shouting excitedly:

Uncle Chu's cigarette addiction is too heavy

This second-hand smoke is so fierce

Sure enough, he is a person who is used to playing tricks, isn't he just a thatched cottage, he doesn't even enter, he is not even as good as other children, and he expects other children to clean up the house, what a big face

……

The brainless fans are full of fighting power. After spraying sunspots, they start spraying children again:

Oh, bumpkin!

It's dark and not autumnal, and it looks like it's used to living in thatched cottages.

Maybe it’s the poor boy borrowed from Metamorphosis next door, maybe he came out of some mountain den

It must be the smoke from the ancestral grave that lived with the male god

What's wrong with the black country buns cleaning up the house for our male god! !

……

Qu Su in the house did not have the self-consciousness to clean up the house. He was raised rough in the military barracks since he was a child, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

The small suitcase was thrown open just now, and he looked uncomfortable, and obsessively began to rearrange it one by one.

After he finished packing and the suitcase was closed, he was dragged out by Truman.

"Let's go! Let's find a house by ourselves!" Truman was in a very happy mood, and immediately picked up the child.

The child looked at him suspiciously.

Truman explained nonsensically, "They allocated houses for us, but we can also find them by ourselves. There are so many villagers in this village, and we can always find kind people to live in, son, don't you think so?"

Truman had a good plan in mind: let the little boy find a good house, it doesn't have to be very good, but there must be a mosquito net, no matter how bad it is, there must be a mosquito coil, and stay away from the forest.

Children, show off your cuteness, borrow a night, and then have a meal.

"I won't go." Qu Su tilted his head, and saw through the other party's malicious trick at a glance, "Why bother others when you have a house to live in?"

"Yo, this is a soldier who has been in the army for a long time, and he is really a successor to socialism who doesn't take the people's stitches."

The little brat hung his head, didn't speak, let him taunt, pretending he didn't hear.

Truman felt that the child's three views were quite upright, and the old man taught him very well.

He also thought about whether the old man would settle accounts with him if he misrepresented the little brat's three views.

Thinking of this, he was inexplicably amused and looking forward to it.

……

"How about this, let's play a game."

The kid's eyes lit up.

Truman knew there was something going on at a glance, and said, "You win, I'll go back to live with you. I won, you go to show off and find a place to stay. I'm a lot older now, and I'm sure I can't play as well as when I was young. How about it? Do you dare to play? Huh?"

The little brat was not fooled by the aggressive trick, and asked calmly, "Let's talk about how to play first?"

"It's very simple, play with the law of numbers. Add, subtract, multiply, and divide, you choose one." Truman added, considering the kid's age, "Of course, you decide the upper limit."

Qu Su thought about it seriously, and finally said, "Addition and subtraction are fine, and the upper limit is fine."

Yo, this brat is really alert.

"3, 5, 8, 13, 23"

"37, 65, 115, 215, 413"

……

The bullet screen was stunned——

Can anyone tell me what these numbers are?

We agreed to play a game, Nima, is this a game?

Uncle Chu also said that this is a game he played when he was a child, this bullshit is a bit big

I'm preparing for the test and I'm feeling unclear

Some great master come out and explain, what is the law of this string of numbers.

3+5=8，5+8=13，这我知道，但是尼玛为什么之后跟的是23？！WTF！

……

To the shock of the director team, the pair actually played with numbers for an hour. In the end, the winner was still undecided, and the two of them still had something to say.

The barrage found that the two were really happy playing, and they were visibly happy and relaxed.

Go to Nima's for relaxation!

This is the first time I saw a child having so much fun playing math!

This kind of childhood game can really be seen from a distance but not played.

Have you noticed the reaction speed of the black country buns!Less than a second! !

Very well, black country bunny, you managed to get my attention

……

After a number game, the whole village went around.It wasn't until the task of the program group got stuck that Truman realized that the outcome was still undecided, and the house still hadn't been settled.

Truman glanced at the task card, and handed it to the boy without reading it.

Qu Su also just glanced at it, expressing that he knew.

The task is very simple, children collect ingredients, and adults do farm work.

"Anyway, I have to beg for food," Truman said, "Then you should also beg for the matter of finding a house!"

Qu Su was not happy, "I didn't lose again."

Truman started playing rogue, tricking children, "Because you chose addition and subtraction, you lost."

Qu Su: "..."

Truman continued to rant, "At your age, addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division are not a problem. What's more, the best age for addition and subtraction is at your age. After that, IQ began to decline, and I have declined to this point. Oh, you're still only playing to a tie with me, you say you're ashamed..."

Qu Su left without looking back.

Truman ordered another sentence behind him, "Show cute, borrow a night."

……

The farm work the adults do is to dig lotus roots in the lake.

Wild lake lotus root, each section is thin and long, can be sold for ten yuan a catty in the market, while the ordinary lotus root is only three yuan a catty.Although lake lotus root is good, it is not easy to dig.

Truman lived up to everyone's expectations and once again let the black fans have a good time.

He didn't even get into the water, and sat on the side talking to Weng Yuanzhi, the wireless microphone was not turned on, the two of them turned their backs to the camera, they couldn't even see their lips, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

……

Qu Su and the four cute babies went to find ingredients. Although they didn't talk much and their mouths were not sweet, they took good care of the four cute babies.He has great strength and can carry the most and the heaviest things.

Qu Su lived up to his trust and found the house, which still had a mosquito net.In view of Truman's past black history and his fierce fighting power, coupled with the omission of the program rules, the director team did not stop it.However, in the recording of the next program, guests will be explicitly prohibited from finding local homestays by themselves.

In the evening, several celebrity fathers gathered together to have a sumptuous dinner. The chef is an actor who has been out of acting for six years and has come back again. powder.

Truman didn't even bother to go into the kitchen. He planned to hide in a corner, but was annoyed by the mosquitoes. He was walking around in the yard. A father who came out to wash vegetables saw him and asked him to take care of the next five children.

Knowing that he meant well, Truman deliberately gave him a step down, nodded, and walked towards the house.

The sunspots started cheering again, scolding Truman for playing a big game. Among the five people, only Truman was the youngest and the lowest in seniority, but he just didn't know how to be modest, and his temper was stronger than anyone else.It's fine if you don't help, so reluctantly, I really think I am God.

……

Entering the room, Truman was a little surprised to see Qu Su mingling with the other four children. He thought that he would never want to play such a childish game according to the kid's peeing nature, but this kid actually had a good time playing it. He walked in and looked at him with a proud and provocative face.

Tsk tsk, this little bastard is really getting better and better.

Could it be that he lacked playmates of the same age as a child?

Thinking about it, he felt that the possibility was quite high. It was normal for him to be thrown into the military camp by an old man at such a young age, and he had no contact with playmates of the same age.But after thinking about it, these kids of the same age with lower IQs have nothing to play with.

This was a wrong guess, the kids of his age formed at least one platoon, and Qu Su was still the monitor of the first class.

There was a lot of fun at dinner, and usually at this time, children would inevitably be called up to perform.Not surprisingly, the program group really has this process.

The other four children sang, danced and recited poems, and Truman smiled gloatingly.He really couldn't imagine how the little brat would perform.

But this time, the boy sang a song, a military song.