Do you deserve to tease me?

There is a rare group task on the third day.

I don't know who exactly came up with the idea.

This task pays attention to a suicidal end.

Twelve people and two teams, each team has a fake undercover and a real undercover. The real undercover will do bad things to prevent himself from winning, and the fake undercover will pretend to do bad things to help the real undercover block the gun. He still has to win, and he must try to get others to vote. I am really undercover.

All in all, it's a dead end game.

Because I got a real undercover agent.

But that doesn't really bother me.

After all, this president is a business genius. I spend more time using my brain than they spend sleeping. This kind of game can only be said to be played casually. Seriously, I'm afraid they won't be able to afford it.

I sighed faintly, and took the mission instruction book and embarked on a long journey of finding objects.

But I'm just a real undercover agent.

So I don't have to really look for it at all, just stop and go, look at the scenery, and appreciate the other players dangling in the prompts, and my face gets angry with anxiety.

I'm pretty laid back.

I was so leisurely that I leaned on the railing and watched a young freshman who had just debuted crying loudly.

He said that he couldn't understand the prompt above.

The staff probably liked it very much. Both men and women began to overflow with maternal love, scrambling to give him the right direction.

He burst into laughter immediately.

On the other side was also a young freshman who had just debuted. Although he couldn't understand it, he didn't cry loudly to get off-court hints—he gave up on himself.

So the wailing man became his assistant.

The assistant kept cheering him up one meter away, and yawned after howling.

I saw it in my eyes, and I was a little worried.

Although this entertainment company is just the president's casual play, is this level too low for the quality of my other companies?

I sighed and prepared to continue to inspect other starlets.

Turning his head, Fu Yanxu stood not far from me, probably meeting my gaze inexplicably, and he also leaned against the railing.

The sun was shining brightly, but he was in the shadows.

What is worthy of recognition is that although these starlets couldn't understand the prompts one by one, they still made full use of their own advantages to obtain tips from the off-site staff.

As the saying goes, some people are cute and some cry, some are cool and some are crazy. It is not difficult for them to find their place in front of the camera and make use of it.

There is just a problem.

How long have I been watching the play here, and Fu Yanxu has been leaning against the railing next to me for so long.

At first I thought it was just a coincidence.

Later I found out that probably not, he probably wanted to have some story with me again.

But I don't want to, I get up and leave.

Fu Yanxu followed without any surprise.

I walked and he walked, I stopped and he stopped, even when I bought a drink on the street, he followed me and reluctantly spent two yuan to buy mineral water.

I saw him living in such a difficult situation, and thought that he is also an artist signed by my company after all, so he can't be harmed by me.So I kindly reminded: "Don't follow me."

Really, after all, anyone who is in the same frame as me will be cut off in the later stage.

But Fu Yanxu couldn't understand my implication, and couldn't appreciate my implication.

He insisted on following me, and he added a short "oh" to show his kindness to me, so he didn't take it seriously.

I sighed, followed the prompts and prepared to ambush them one or two times on the only way they must pass.

Fu Yanxu still followed.

I have to remind again: "Don't blame me for not telling you, stay away from me."

Fu Yanxu responded lightly: "I suspect you are an undercover agent."

Yes, you doubted rightly.But the point is that if you follow me like this, you probably won't be able to earn a single shot in the later stage of this undercover mission. Are you asking for trouble?

I had nothing to say, I could only shake my head and say, "Follow you."

Then I started laying traps right under his nose.

What's outrageous is that Fu Yanxu really just watched me set up traps.

He also reminded me which trap to add to which trap will have a chain reaction, which can make a good combo set and the effect is considerable.

I couldn't help asking: "Are you a fake undercover agent?"

Fu Yanxu nodded.

I vaguely sensed that he wanted to do something earth-shattering, but I didn't ask him about his specific ideas.After all, he doesn't stop me, and I don't bother to stop him. Although everyone is true or false, they are also allies in a sense, and they are all people who want to do bad things.

When it was only placed in the fourth trap, I took the initiative to invite: "Help me, this prop is relatively heavy."

Fu Yanxu didn't say a word, but she also stepped forward, reaching out to lift this heavy prop for me.

As he lifted it, he sneered in a low voice: "You can't even move it, why is Mr. Shen still sneaking into you?"

This matter seems to be impossible.

I let go of my hand at that time.

Fu Yanxu almost plunged into the prop trap.