Married after losing memory

"Wow?" Yuan Jiayao was shocked, "You guys are too good, it's a pity that you're one day away."

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Yuxing and Di Feiguang struck the gong.

This time it's exactly the same.

After answering the question, Li Yuxing explained: "Half a month ago was our two-year anniversary, so it's hard to make a mistake."

Everyone's attention also returned to Shi Yan and Liu Yichen.

"By the way, why did you answer it only one day away?" Even Li Yuxing, who answered correctly, felt sorry for the two of them.

Shi Yan rubbed the back of his head embarrassingly: "Four years ago today was the first time we met, and that day was the start of our first movie, so the days are easy to count, that is..."

Liu Yichen was expressionless: "It's because he forgot that there are 29 days in February this year."

He's serious about playing games.

Dare to be the first to strike the gong because of Shi Yan's attitude that he must be himself, and nine times out of ten, there is also a reminder like "Meet Chen Chen for XX days" in his mobile phone.

Who knew that Shi Yan did the calculations on the spot and made a mistake.

Liu Yichen couldn't tell if he was unhappy because he lost the game, or because Shi Yan couldn't remember the day.

Holding the gong hammer, he exerted a slight force in his hand, and his long eyelashes drooped.

"Hahahaha, after thousands of calculations, you actually lost to Leap Year?" Everyone around laughed.

Di Feiguang patted Shi Yan on the shoulder: "Thank you Brother Yan, I didn't expect you to miss Teacher Liu so much, Teacher Liu should punish you."

Shi Yan wrote the wrong answer to this question, so he and Liu Yichen were exactly one point behind in the total score, and the first choice became the team of Di Feiguang and Li Yuxing.

Shi Yan himself was quite happy.

He thought that Liu Yichen had never remembered the day when they met again, but Liu Yichen actually remembered, not only remembered, but also remembered a leap year.

His family is dusty, and he is really thoughtful.

As for who is the first to choose, that is not the final result of today's mission, and it can be reversed, so don't worry.

When Shi Yan was having fun alone, Lu Weiwei took a closer look at the question board and asked in a low voice, "Why did you both erase the first answer from the question board?"

The words written by the whiteboard pen will leave marks even if they are wiped off. Both of them have faint handwriting on the whiteboard.

Shi Yan retorted subconsciously, "No, maybe it's a formula for checking calculations, didn't you read it wrong?"

"No, that's a draft." Liu Yichen froze for a moment, and made the same excuse.

Hearing Liu Yichen's answer, Shi Yan raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the back of Liu Yichen's neck——

Liu Yichen was a little red from the base of his ears to the back of his neck.

His skin was already fair, and the redness was more obvious, adding a bit of softness to the usually detached person.

A 26-year-old virgin who hasn't had meat yet, has already thought about how to enjoy this neck, thinking about eighteen martial arts over and over again.

"Hey, I didn't learn mental arithmetic well when I was young." Liu Yichen wanted to cover it up, and explained one more sentence.

Shi Yan elongated his tone thoughtfully, showing affection: "We even make drafts the same. It really is a husband and wife relationship, no, a husband and wife relationship."

Lu Weiwei was dubious, and took a closer look.

That is obviously two numbers, and they are exactly the same number.

Four thousand 310 nine.

Either way, this should be the answer.

But if that's the answer, why are they both wiped?

And if that's the answer, it's nearly 12 years in length.

But as a CP fan, she clearly remembers that both of them said that the first time they met was on the set four years ago.

Curiosity is curiosity, Lu Weiwei has been in the entertainment industry for so long, so she naturally knows that she has to pretend that she doesn't know what others don't want to say.

After this topic passed, Li Yuxing's first choice was to make bamboo swing chairs.

Liu Yichen and Shi Yan came in second. They originally wanted to choose a swing chair, but now they had to choose a picnic table.

Zhou Ruiming of No.3 chose the rattan chair.

Everyone unanimously agreed, and very tacitly left the simplest pottery succulent potted plants to Fang Qi and Lu Weiwei, who had the worst hands-on skills.

"Let's go." After choosing the target of production, Liu Yichen walked forward with the tools he got for answering the questions.

Shi Yan turned his head while walking, glanced a few more times at the place where the question board was placed just now, feeling a little more suspicious in his heart.

"Mr. Liu, where are you going? The workbench is behind." Yuan Jiayao reminded him behind him.

Liu Yichen didn't turn his head back: "The program group still owes me two washboards, I'll ask for it."

"What?" Yuan Jiayao was taken aback, her eyes full of confusion, "Mr. Liu, why are you still thinking about the washboard?"

Liu Yichen's original plan was to make bamboo swing chairs.

The bracket of the swing chair is related to the personal safety of the user, and the program team did not dare to take risks. It has already been set up, and only the chair part needs to be made by the guests.

So when choosing a tool, Liu Yichen chose the hemp rope used to bind bamboo instead of nails for nailing wood.

"The washboard is split, it's just right for a wedge."

In the absence of nails, small pieces of wood wedged into the wood can also play a role in fixing.

In fact, the purpose of providing only one tool for all the tools in the program group is to watch the guests grab for tools.

For example, a guest who chooses to make a picnic table must either plan what props to take and what production target to choose from the beginning;

If you don't get nails in the end and use hemp rope, the table will naturally be crooked and weak.

At that time, the guests came, the table collapsed, and the jokes came out.

The planners also did not expect that there is actually a handmade touch here.

Forced and helpless, they agreed to the washboard at the beginning, but now they have no choice but to refuse it.

Yuan Jiayao also stared wide-eyed: "I thought Mr. Liu just dabbled in a wide range of fields, but I didn't expect that he could actually do carpentry?"

Liu Yichen smiled modestly: "Just know a little bit."

When the two were talking, Shi Yan walked over slowly, looking at Liu Yichen with searching eyes: "Chenchen?"

Liu Yichen felt that Shi Yan's "dust" was more enthusiastic than usual, as if he was a little bit wronged but completely unable to suppress the joy.

If I had to say it, it was like a pet that I had kept for a long time was suddenly lost, and after half a year of searching for it hoarsely and exhaustingly, when I finally gave up, the bear child came back by itself.

The sound of "Dust" was like the sound when seeing that bear child for the first time.

The two carried the materials of the program group to the prepared workbench, and the props group also brought over the washboard.

Shi Yan doesn't know how to do carpentry, but he doesn't need any skills to measure and saw wood.

When Liu Yichen buried himself in making wooden wedges, Shi Yan squatted aside and sawed wood.

Amidst the clanging noise, Shi Yan reached out and turned off the microphone: "Dust...cough!"

Sawdust from sawing wood rose up, and Shi Yan, who had no experience in life, was choked upright.

Liu Yichen didn't expect the young master to do anything, so he reached out and patted Shi Yan on the back: "Stop talking when sawing things, do you want a drink?"

Shi Yan shook his head, took the opportunity to grab Liu Yichen's hand hanging by his side, and stroked Liu Yichen's palm: "Chenchen, I want to ask you something, turn off the microphone."

"What?" Liu Yichen struggled, but didn't break away, and finally turned off the microphone with the other hand.

The VJ and the radio took a few steps back in a serious manner.

Shi Yan's fingertips were caressing the cocoons left on Liu Yichen's palms, which were left behind when he was doing housework and farm work when he was a child.

He stared at Liu Yichen quietly, and asked softly after a while: "What is your first answer on the question board today?"

"..." Liu Yichen quickly turned his head away, pulled his hand out, and bowed his head in silence.

Shi Yan was not actually asking a question.

He just went to see it.

This sentence is just telling Liu Yichen that he knows what Liu Yichen wrote.

Four thousand 310 nine days, the length of his real acquaintance with Liu Yichen.

Seeing that Liu Yichen didn't answer, Shi Yan was sure that there was indeed something tricky, and moved a little closer to him, straight-forward: "You just remembered, didn't you?"

Liu Yichen raised his eyes, glanced at Shi Yan's dark eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, and said calmly, "What do you remember?"

Shi Yan curled his lips into a low smile: "I think we've known each other for four thousand three nine days."

Liu Yichen looked away, slipped his hand, and smashed a wooden wedge: "I never forgot."