Horror Variety Survival Record

Let's go. ”

Xi Wenyao said freely: "No, just call someone, we will be very fast."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked in alone.

Ke Chun wanted to keep up, but eventually lost to this gloomy room.

He saw Xi Wenyao walking to Mingming's side, and lightly patted his shoulder.

Unexpectedly, Mingming's reaction was very strong, as if he had met a bosom friend, he dragged Xi Wenyao in and walked in.

Ke Chun was in a hurry, why didn't he come out but went in instead!

The light of the flashlight went all the way in, and Ke Chun saw a small door with a window in the upper right corner!

Xi Wenyao and Mingming stayed at the window for a while, probably holding a flashlight to shine in.

Caught off guard, Xi Wenyao suddenly turned around and ran towards Ke Chun for a hundred miles. Ke Chun didn't see what was going on. A gust of wind blew past him, and Xi Wenyao rushed out of the warehouse as if he hadn't seen him.

Ke Chun turned to look at Mingming, the boy's face also turned blue, he clutched his stomach and shuffled out.

When he was about to reach the center of the room, Ke Chun seemed to hear a very subtle sound of electric current "sizzling" for two seconds, and then Chad lit up dense red lights on the ceiling. Erping's room was cut into fine irregular squares.

And Mingming in the middle of the room seemed to be caught by the red thread, and stood there in shock, looking around.

The densely intertwined red lines seemed to tightly strangle his body, and the mottled red lines on his face were like horrible bloodstains.

Mingming finally showed a frightened expression, stretched out his hands towards Ke Chun, and moved his mouth exaggeratedly: "Help, me!" But he couldn't hear his voice.

What is this red light?

Why can't I hear Mingming's voice?

Why doesn't he escape?

Facing the fear of the unknown, Ke Chun had no choice but to turn his brain rapidly, but every road was a dead end.

There was nothing he could do, he could only yell at Mingming: "Run out!"

I don't know if this sound played a role or for other reasons, after Mingming took a difficult step, the barrier seemed to be opened, and he rushed towards Ke Chun excitedly at a speed of sprinting [-] meters.

Seeing that he could run, Ke Chun finally let go of half of his heart, and opened his arms to hug Mingming who had escaped.

The terrified child was already incoherent, and he couldn't understand what he was saying.

Ke Chun stroked his back and kept comforting him: "It's okay, it's okay, let's go out now."

When the two helped each other out of the warehouse, they heard mournful howling from upstairs.

Ke Chun's heart tightened, and he hurried up the stairs, only to see the five people who went out first gathered at the iron gate with sad faces, and Ran Xiaoxin was crying loudly, shouting incessantly: "I was wrong, I was wrong, let me out, I don't want to die here."

When he moved his eyes, he saw Xi Wenyao squatting on the steps, with his head against the wall, as if he had lost his soul.

Brother Rabbit beat on the iron door frantically, and shouted: "Is there anyone? Get us out!"

No need for others to explain, Ke Chun also guessed the current situation.

They were locked inside.

Bo Yiran gave Brother Tu a cold look, and said, "Don't knock, this corridor is far away from everyone's room, it's midnight now, no one can hear you."

Brother Tu blushed anxiously, turned his head and saw Mingming who had come late, grabbed his skirt and cursed: "You bastard stayed in that perverted room for so long, otherwise we would have left long ago! Why would we wait here?" Die! I don’t want to be buried with you!”

He pushed hard, and obviously his body fell back and almost fell down the stairs. Fortunately, Ke Chun supported him from behind so that no tragedy happened.

After regaining his senses, he clearly stood still and slowly turned his head to Ke Chun, showing a strange smile: "Are we locked?"

The eerie smile made Ke Chun's heart tremble, he immediately let go of Mingming's hand, and took a few steps back to keep a distance from him.

"Hehehe, hahaha, we will all be killed, cut into several pieces, gutted out, and put in boiling water gurgling, gurgling, gurgling..."

He spoke incoherently and said some terrible words, Ran Xiaoxin cried even louder, shouting: "Stop it, stop it!"

Kuai Anhe turned his gaze to Ke Chun and asked, "What happened to him?"

Ke Chun thought of the abnormal change between him and Xi Wenyao, could it be that he saw something in another small room?

In this already very uneasy atmosphere, Ke Chun chose to remain silent. He could not let the uneasy atmosphere continue to spread, and the most urgent thing to do was to find a way to escape from here.

He stepped forward and checked the iron door up and down.

From the gap in the door, one can see that the chain outside has been tightly sealed, and even pushing the door hard cannot loosen the lock.

"Saw! Is there a saw in that room?" Ke Chun suddenly called out.

Brother Tu immediately responded: "Yes, yes, there is a saw! Who will take it?" He pointed at Mingming and shouted: "Don't you like that room very much, kid? Go and get the saw!"

Unexpectedly, Mingming has given up struggling, his eyes are empty, his mind is wandering, his lips squirm slightly but he can't hear what he is saying, as if the world has nothing to do with him.

Such an abnormal appearance made Brother Tu feel a little afraid, so he didn't hold Mingming any longer, and turned to look at Ke Chun.

Now that things have happened, someone has to do this, otherwise the seven of them can only wait here to die.

Ke Chun gritted his teeth and shouted, "I'll go!"

However, the moment he turned around, Xi Wenyao grabbed his pants and said softly: "Don't go, there is something wrong with that room, you can't go, you will be executed..."

Chapter 4

Ke Chun patted Xi Wenyao's hand twice and said softly, "It's okay, I'll be right back."

Just as he mustered up his courage to go downstairs alone, Kuai Anhe walked up to him and said, "I'll go with you."

He saw a harmonious smile in Kuai Anhe's eyes, and his nervous mood was relieved a lot.

Ke Chun nodded, and together with Kuai Anhe returned to the terrifying "instrument room".

Along the way, he told Kuai Anhe what happened in the "torture room" just now, and Kuai Anhe couldn't help admiring: "You are so brave."

He didn't know that Ke Chun was panicked to death, and he kept persuading himself not to be afraid, and to be a man must be brave.

Unexpectedly, when the two opened the curtain, Ke Chun was shocked to find that the red light had all disappeared, and the room returned to its gloomy and cold appearance.

"It seems to be gone, the strange red light you mentioned." I could hear Kuai Anhe heaving a sigh of relief.

"Then let's hurry up." Ke Chun said, taking a breath and going inside.

Unexpectedly, Kuai Anhe quickly stopped him: "Wait, something is wrong. Look at it."

Ke Chun raised his head, and there was a little bit of red light shining at the joint between the ceiling and the wall, not just in one place, but all around!

"Is it a camera?" Kuai Anhe speculated.

Ke Chun was startled, there is a camera here!

Isn't their every move being monitored all the time!

Even if they escaped, the appearances of the seven of them have long been recorded, and what will happen next...?

Ke Chun didn't dare to think about it, but felt the fear in his heart spread infinitely, magnified to the extent that he couldn't control it, he rushed into the room, raised his head and shouted at one of the red dots: "Trespassing is a crime." We are wrong, I apologize to you for the seven of us! We are not malicious, and we will not tell others what happened here, can you let us out this time?"

The red dot just blinks and won't give him any response.

Kuai Anhe patted Ke Chun on the shoulder: "There may not be someone behind the surveillance, and even if there is someone, it may not be someone who has the right to let us out."

"Huh?" Ke Chun felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he lowered his head in disappointment.

At this time, Kuai Anhe was already looking for a working saw on the wall with a flashlight.

"Here!" he called.

After Ke Chun heard the voice, he said politely to the camera: "I'm sorry, let me borrow your tool. We don't want to be trapped here. This is the only way. Please forgive me."

He and Kuai Anhe took the saw off the wall with great effort and hurried upstairs.

In fact, Ke Chun still had a slight expectation that the door lock had been unlocked. How he hoped that the owner of the room would be lenient to them after hearing his words.

However, the expectation was in vain. Five mournful people lined up on the stairs and waited for him and Kuai Anhe. Seeing them was like seeing a savior, and they rushed up to them.

Kuai Anhe raised the saw in his hand and smiled.

"Hurry up." Brother Rabbit snatched the saw and ran to the door, but was blocked when he tried to pass the saw through the gap between the two doors, "This... is too thick, it can't get in."

With a "wow", Ran Xiaoxin burst into tears again.

Brother Rabbit threw the saw to the ground and slammed the door hard.

Only Bo Yiran said calmly: "This saw is very rusty. Even if it can pass through the crack of the door, it will take a long time to saw through the chain. Maybe someone will come to clean us up by then."

As soon as the words fell, everyone heard the sound of "ta, da, da" footsteps coming from outside the door, approaching them!

Brother Rabbit knocked on the door excitedly, shouting: "We are here! Help us!"

But Bo Yiran slapped him on the back, pressed his ear seriously and said: "Don't make a sound, I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend."

Brother Rabbit was so scared that he immediately shut up.

The footsteps were getting closer, and the seven people stood behind the door holding their breath.

Those footsteps were like the sword of Damocles hanging above his head, and every time he took a step closer, the blade dropped an inch.

Ke Chun held on to his arm tightly, feeling uneasy, wondering whether it was the words he said in front of the camera just now that angered the owner of the room?Could it be that he came to ask the crime with a one-meter sword?

"Should we... want to hide for a while?" Brother Tu whispered, "It's so dark here, he can't see us."

Kuai Anhe's words made everyone's hearts fall to the bottom: "There are cameras here, and he already knew we were inside."

"The turtle in the urn." Bo Yiran concluded indifferently.

Ke Chun really admired these two people. From entering the warehouse to now, no matter what happens to Bo Yiran, he has always looked fearless in the face of danger, and so is Kuai Anhe. Yu tried his best to take care of Ke Chun's mood.

Are they really ordinary people?

Ke Chun's heart was jumping in his throat at this moment, he couldn't say a word, and he had already started to play back his short movies of the past 21 years in his mind.

Hey, if you die here, the most regrettable thing is that you haven't been able to love openly.

This might be his fate. After finally making up his mind to overcome the demonic obstacle in his heart, he could only end up like this...

"Hey..." When thinking of emotion, he sighed.

"Hush!" Kuai Anhe put his index finger between his lips, reminding everyone to keep quiet.

The footsteps stopped outside the door, and they heard the sound of the lock being unlocked!

This person is indeed here for them, and he has the key to the iron gate!

It must be the owner of this place - the culprit who trapped them here!

The seven people hid in the corner, huddled together, swallowed their saliva, and stared at the iron door.

The sound of chains being loosened.

The door was slowly opened.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

The raised hand was firmly grasped before it fell down. He struggled hard, punched and kicked, like a clown.

But only in exchange for a low voice: "Hello."

Brother Tu stopped struggling, and felt that the voice was very familiar.

He slowly opened his eyes and said in surprise, "Why are you?!"

The rest of the people poked their heads out to watch.

The half of his face in the dark was not very real, but Ke Chun still had a "thump" in his heart, very much like his roommate Lang Qiu.

The man snatched the saw from Brother Rabbit's hand and threw it on the ground casually, then turned and left without saying anything.

"Hey! Is that you? What do you want to lock us up here?" Brother Rabbit chased him out and shouted after him.

Ke Chun also hurried up, went out and looked in the corridor, and was surprised to find that there was no one there!

"What about others?" He asked Brother Rabbit.

Brother Tu was also very confused: "I don't know, I turned a corner and disappeared."

"Is it Lang Qiu?" Ke Chun asked again.

Brother Tu nodded, and Ke Chun ran away without saying a word.

He sprinted all the way back to the dormitory, hiding his doubts.

Why did Lang Qiu come?

Why did he have the key to the iron door?

Could it be that he is really the owner of this room?

So the loud noise last night was also related to him?

Opening the door of the dormitory with a "bang", Ke Chun looked around the room and saw Lang Qiu sitting on the bed with his legs crossed, wearing a pair of headphones, his body swaying to the music.

He was indifferent to Ke Chun's intrusion.

"Hey!" Ke Chun shouted loudly, "Who the hell are you?"

Lang Qiu looked up at Ke Chun and said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

"You know the room downstairs, right?" Ke Chun closed the door and asked him.

Lang Qiu shook his head to the music in the earphones, but didn't answer him.

Ke Chun walked up to him in three steps, took off his earphones angrily, and locked his eyes tightly: "Answer me."

Lang Qiu sat up straight and looked back at Ke Chun calmly, as if saying, so what?

"Are you the one who locked us in?"

"Are you stupid?" Lang Qiu finally couldn't help shouting, "I've been in this room all night, and I only went downstairs to get an apple in the middle. I don't know what the downstairs room is."

Ke Chun stared at him, but Lang Qiu's eyes showed no hesitation or dodge, as if he was lying.

But just now he clearly saw that it was him... Brother Tu also said it was him... Could it be that all this was a dream?

"Hit me." Ke Chun put his face in front of Lang Qiu and said seriously.

Lang Qiu glanced at Ke Chun as if he was insane, and immediately turned his head to ignore him.

How did he know that Ke Chun was following his gaze, and he had to let Lang Qiu hit him before he would stop.

Tired of being entangled, Lang Qiu circled his index finger and thumb and flicked Ke Chun's forehead hard, making him scream.

It hurts so much, it must not be a dream.

"It's really not you?" Ke Chun looked at Lang Qiu suspiciously.

"No." Lang Qiu replied angrily, lay down on the bed, covered him with the quilt, and completely let Ke Chun go.

Ke Chun rubbed the back of his head, still feeling weird, this night is really too magical, it doesn't seem like reality at all, maybe people in dreams will also feel pain?After sleeping, maybe you will return to reality as soon as you open your eyes?

He thought so, forcing himself to go to bed, but his brain consciousness was very clear.

The locked basement, the terrible "torture room", the strange red light, the seven of them locked up, the mysterious owner of the room... and "Lang Qiu" who appeared there inexplicably.

There are more and more doubts about this castle. Does the show crew know about this?Or, is this actually an arrangement by the program group?

Maybe this is a scary variety show with a singing variety show?

The more Ke Chun thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. Next to him was Lang Qiu's persistent and steady snoring, sleeping so soundly, it might really not be him.

He turned over and faced Lang Qiu's bed, only to find that Lang Qiu's quilt was covered in a ball. He covered his whole body in the quilt. There is movement.

Lang Qiu didn't fall asleep?

But the snoring continues...

Just staring at Lang Qiu for a long time, Ke Chun fell asleep in a daze until nothing happened.

The next day his eyes were red and dry. After breakfast listlessly, he went to the lobby to gather.

Originally, today's arrangement was a group rehearsal, but the broadcast at [-] o'clock in the morning urged everyone to gather in the lobby, saying that there was something important.

When Ke Chun arrived, Brother Tu had already shared their experience in the basement last night with other friends with embellishment. After talking about this meeting, seeing Ke Chun coming over was as warm and cordial as meeting a revolutionary comrade. Come up and whisper in his ear: "What did you say to Lang Qiu last night?"

Ke Chun shook his head: "No, he said it wasn't him."

Brother Tu slapped his thigh: "Just with my eyesight of 1.5, I can guarantee that the person I see is him!"

"But when I went back yesterday, he was already asleep, so it couldn't be him." Ke Chun decided to bury Lang Qiu's matter in his heart, and told everyone hastily that if it really wasn't Lang Qiu, he would suffer injustice. This matter still needs to be discussed in the long run.

Brother Tu was dubious: "Are you serious?"

Ke Chun smiled and said, "Of course it's true, why should I lie to you?"

Over there, Brother Tu still didn’t quite believe it, but Ke Chun didn’t want to explain any more to him, so he turned to look for Xi Wenyao.

After the "torture room" scene last night, he was acting weird, but Ke Chun only thought about Lang Qiu, and didn't care about him at all, and felt a little sorry.

He looked around, and finally saw Xi Wenyao standing alone in the corner of the crowd, with thick dark circles under his eyes, and it seemed that he hadn't slept well either.

He took the initiative to walk over to say hello, but Xi Wenyao just raised his head and showed a pale smile.

"I didn't sleep well either. It's fine. Forget what happened last night." Ke Chun cheerfully comforted him, "I think..."

"I think this variety show is actually not a singing show, but a whole-person show." Unexpectedly, someone snatched Ke Chun's words first.

Not far away, Mingming is expressing his opinion vividly: "The program crew must have deliberately used that loud noise to lure us to the secret room, and deliberately used the corridor without cameras to lure us. The door lock is also deliberately made to be easy to pick. open the lock."

"Now that I think about it, that room is too unnatural. It was cleaned spotlessly, and the torture instruments on the walls are all gimmicks, not cultural relics at all! And those disgusting things, I guess I just used pig liver and foie gras to make up the number. They came to scare us. Don't say it, I was really scared. But what happened in the end? Didn't I come back alive?"

Ke Chun turned around and found that Xi Wenyao was shivering beside him, with cold sweat on his forehead. He hurriedly patted his back and comforted him softly: "It's okay, I think what you said is right, the program team is messing with us. Don't Afraid."

"No, it's not." Xi Wenyao retorted with his eyes wide open, "You didn't see it, you didn't see it... blood, it's all... ah... no, I'm going back right away, I'm leaving today, I'm leaving this place I can't wait another day!"

Ke Chun only felt that he was overly frightened, and hugged Xi Wenyao's shoulders tightly, trying to give him more sense of security.

At this time, the big screen lit up, and Director Hei Bang appeared on the screen.

"Dear students, good morning. Last night we discovered that some students brought mobile phones into the castle without permission, so Hongyu will search you now. I hope that the students who hid the mobile phones will take the initiative to stand up and admit their mistakes. As long as they are willing to surrender, we will not Investigate it later. But if it is found out, hehe, then don’t blame us.”

The corner of Director Hei Bang's mouth tilted to the right, showing a weird smile, and the screen went dark.

Hongyu suddenly appeared next to the screen, startling everyone.

This girl in a red maid outfit is the only woman in the entire castle and the only program staff.

With a height of [-], he looks very petite among a group of men. With a round face, double ponytails, and a round and plump figure, he has become the focus of discussion among the contestants since the first day.

The only shortcoming of such a cute and capable girl is that she doesn't like to laugh.

No matter when and where she always has that poker face, she doesn't smile when greeting her, doesn't get angry when joking with her, and isn't shy when complimenting her, as if she is insulated from emotions.

Now this cute girl wants to search everyone, which really makes these horny boys laugh from ear to ear.

Many even opened their mouths to tease her.

"Sister, do you want to help me take it off, or should I take it off myself?"

Hongyu looked at the boy indifferently, and ordered: "Raise your hand."

The boy immediately raised his hand in cooperation, letting Hongyu's slender hands grope up and down on him, and he still teased him endlessly: "Brother hasn't been touched enough, you can touch it a little longer, or come later Brother's room, let's play something more fun."

And Hongyu didn't even look at him, and immediately started searching for the next one.

When it was Ke Chun's turn, Ke Chun had nothing to hide, so he frankly asked the girl to search all over. When he turned his head, he suddenly saw Lang Qiu wandering away from the crowd, with his back pressed against the wall, moving step by step. Floor-to-ceiling vases on the side of the lobby.

He felt it was very strange, so he walked to Lang Qiu's side, but he didn't expect that a small move would cause Lang Qiu's big reaction.

Lang Qiu stopped vigilantly, and pierced Ke Chun with sharp eyes, which shocked Ke Chun a lot.

He found that not only was Lang Qiu's back pressed against the wall, but his hands were still in his trouser pockets, but they were not relaxed. The muscles in his arms were tense, he was tense!

Under such a situation, Ke Chun could easily guess what Lang Qiu was nervous about.

As a man, who doesn't have one or two things that girls don't want to find out?

He gently handed out an olive branch to Lang Qiu: "I can help you."

Lang Qiu didn't trust him, and stared into his eyes for a long time.

Ke Chun urged: "I've been searched, give it to me now, and I promise I won't laugh at you." As he spoke, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

Lang Qiu's gaze became extremely complicated, but there was no time to wait. Hongyu had almost searched everyone's body, so he was the only one missing.

"You promise, you are not allowed to ask a single word." Lang Qiu said in a deep voice.

Ke Chun nodded firmly, and quietly stretched his right hand towards Lang Qiu, and soon there was a warm and hard object in his hand. He looked down and was shocked, it was really a mobile phone!

He looked at Lang Qiu in disbelief, and Lang Qiu just responded to him with firm eyes.

Hongyu is already searching for the last person, if Lang Qiu doesn't go back, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

Ke Chun quickly stuffed the phone into his pocket, gave Lang Qiu a look, and told him to hurry over.

But he was beating drums in his heart, and he didn't know whether this approach was right or wrong.

Their mobile phones should have been handed in when they moved into the castle on the first day, and Lang Qiu was no exception.What's more, when entering the castle, you need to pass the machine inspection. If it is detected that you have a private mobile phone, it will definitely be confiscated on the spot.

How did Lang Qiu bring this mobile phone into the castle?

The program crew suddenly checked their mobile phones on the second day of their secret room adventure. Is there a connection between these two events?

Is it the program group that has the problem?Or Lang Qiu?

These contestants are here to record the show?Or is it being used as a tool?

These complicated problems became a ball of thread in Ke Chun's mind, and they continued to be cut and messed up.He put aside his chaotic thoughts for now, the first thing he had to figure out was what exactly did Xi Wenyao see in the basement last night.

Chapter 5

At noon, Ke Chun went to eat with Xi Wenyao, but as soon as Xi Wenyao stepped into the cafeteria and saw the steaming braised pork liver on someone else's table, he immediately turned around and ran out quickly, covering his mouth.

Ke Chun chased all the way to the toilet, and trainee Wen Yao vomited while hugging the toilet.

Ke Chun was so flustered that he didn't know what to do, he turned around a few times, and honestly asked him to caress his back.

When Xi Wenyao was exhausted, Ke Chun helped him slowly walk to the rest area in the east corner of the second floor and sit down.

"Brother Yao, what happened?" Ke Chun asked.

The chubby, stocky boy just shook his head.

Ke Chun was in a hurry: "If you have something to say, everyone can find a solution together. You are so uncomfortable."

Xi Wenyao stared at the decorative flowers in the vase, and said woodenly: "She said that she would take me to meet my parents when I go back this time, and joked that I should learn how to dress in the program group first. in spite of……"

Ke Chun was a little dazed, and didn't understand why Xi Wenyao mentioned his girlfriend at this time.

"She has a lot of petty problems. She has a bad mouth, is picky, and likes to join in the fun, but she is really nice. She has never disliked me for being fat. If she has never disliked me, she will take such a small salary and will not make trouble for no reason. I am really I really want to give her happiness, the kind of life."

"Brother Yao...you can do it." Ke Chun comforted him.

Xi Wen raised his dazzling eyes, which were filled with tears.He suddenly grabbed Ke Chun's hand and said excitedly: "So I can't die here. I want to abstain! I want to go back! I don't want to compete anymore!"

Ke Chun asked in bewilderment: "It's just a competition, how could you die?"

"Chun, this is not a prank game at all! This is a perverted killing game!" Xi Wenyao roared.

Ke Chun also panicked: "What the hell did you see?"

Xi Wenyao lowered his eyelids, shook his head and said, "It's better that you don't know, and I... can't say it. But you listen to me, that's right. That basement is a execution room, and those who are eliminated will be taken away." It's miserable to go there to execute...no one can escape. Their meat...their internal organs...all will be made into dishes for us to eat...it's crazy...pure, you come with me. "

Before he finished speaking, Xi Wenyao got up and pulled Ke Chun to leave.

"Brother Yao, calm down!" Ke Chun yelled, pulling him hard, "How are you going to go?"

"I've packed my things and I'm ready to go."

"The door is locked," Ke Chun said.

The gate of the castle has been closed since they moved in, except that someone will come to deliver daily necessities at a fixed time every day, and it is locked tightly at other times.

"Then climb over the wall!"

Ke Chun pulled him back to the rest area and reminded him: "There are cameras everywhere here, and our every move is monitored. As long as you make a move, the program team will know it immediately, and it will increase your own danger!"

"Then... what to do?" Xi Wenyao looked at Ke Chun helplessly with wide eyes, and tightly grasped his arm, as if it was the last straw that could save his life.

"Tell the program team that you want to give up the game." Ke Chun gave a suggestion.

Immediately vetoed by Xi Wenyao: "No, they won't let us go easily."

"Explain to them." Ke Chun stared at Xi Wenyao seriously.

"No, they are a bunch of lunatics!" Xi Wenyao cursed.

Ke Chun pressed his trembling shoulders, and calmly analyzed: "We still can't judge that the basement must be related to the program group. Maybe the program group doesn't know about it. According to normal circumstances, contestants want to give up halfway. Out of humanitarianism, the program group There is a high probability that the team will agree. We might as well take the opportunity to test it out. If they agree, it means that the program team probably doesn’t know what happened last night. If they don’t agree, we can think about countermeasures. It’s better than running away rashly .”

Xi Wenyao stared blankly at Ke Chun, neither agreed nor refuted, just remained silent.

Ke Chun persuaded him for a while, but his reaction was always cold, with his head down, not knowing whether he was listening or not.The more he talked, the more he felt that Xi Wenyao's heart was getting farther and farther away from him. When it came to dry mouth, he really couldn't help it, and the rehearsal in the afternoon was about to start.

"Let's go to rehearse first." After Ke Chun said this, Xi Wenyao got up slowly and followed him silently.

When the two walked out of the lounge, it happened that Hongyu came out of a dormitory after being cleaned, and Xi Wenyao subconsciously hid back.

Ke Chun smiled and asked Hongyu, "How about cleaning the room?"

Hongyu said "Yes" expressionlessly, pushed the cleaning cart to the door of the next room, and continued her cleaning.

Ke Chun couldn't help wondering, it seemed that this was the first time he saw Hongyu cleaning the room after so many days in the castle.They used to complain about this little housekeeper who was lazy and only responsible for cooking, why did she think of cleaning the room today?

But Ke Chun didn't pay much attention to this matter. The competition is still the most important thing. He devoted himself to the afternoon rehearsal seriously.

Three hours later, the tense rehearsal ended, and Xi Wenyao, who had barely participated, said he was not feeling well, so he went back to his room alone.

Ke Chun slowly packed up his sheet music, mp3, and earphones, seeing that it was still early, and planned to go back to his room to smooth out his thoughts by himself.

When he reached the entrance of the east staircase, Kuai Anhe came to meet him and greeted him with a smile.

"Did your rehearsal go well?" Ke Chun asked.

Kuai Anhe raised his thumb and winked at Ke Chun: "Partner is great, very relaxed."

After passing by him, Ke Chun saw Lang Qiu leaning on the handrail of the stairs with a tiger face.

He was taken aback, thinking that this person is here to wait for me, right?

As soon as this idea popped up, Lang Qiu walked towards him.

"There is still an hour before dinner, you come with me."

Ke Chun couldn't help but refuse the serious tone of order.

He could only follow the fast-paced tall figure into an empty rehearsal room.

As soon as the door was closed, Lang Qiu leaned against the magnificent grand piano, with a cold temperament from head to toe, Ke Chun felt that the temperature in the room had dropped several degrees, and he couldn't help shivering.

With a cold voice, a firm tone: "I will accompany you to practice more, and I guarantee that you will not be eliminated."

"Why, why?"

Ke Chun leaned against the door, his heart pounding.

Although he and Lang Qiu lived in the same room, they hadn't spoken a few words, which belonged to the category of unfamiliarity. Could it be because of the "mobile phone" incident this morning?But this attitude...it doesn't look like a thank you no matter what.

Lang Qiu ignored him, sat down on the piano chair, flipped the piano cover, played a note, then turned to look at Ke Chun, and asked him without any tone: "Do you want to learn?"

"I appreciate your kindness, but you still have to give me a reason."

Lang Qiu clicked his tongue impatiently, and unexpectedly cooperated with him and said, "First, your grades in the last round were the worst."

This sentence made Ke Chun's knee hurt.

Isn't it good to see through and not to say through?

What about the second?

Ke Chun waited patiently there, but Lang Qiu turned his head to stare at the staff on the piano music stand, and fell silent.

Just as he was about to ask a question, Lang Qiu moved his lips slightly.

Ke Chun moved his face closer, and heard him say shortly, "Second, mobile phone."

At that moment, Ke Chun was amused.

Ke Chun is very satisfied with this answer.

He couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, and began to actively cooperate with Lang Qiu's teaching plan.

However, things are not that simple.

Just 5 minutes into this class, Lang Qiu's complexion turned from sunny to cloudy, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he couldn't help it. A discordant bass chord made Ke Chun tremble in fright.

He suppressed his anger, and squeezed out a voice from his teeth: "What gave you the courage to come here?"

Ke Chun blinked, extremely aggrieved.

He was clearly singing LA well, but Lang Qiu still asked him to sing it over and over again.

After a while, LA stopped singing and started to practice the song. He sang the first two words of the first sentence over and over several times, stopping and singing over and over again. Ke Chun felt like a broken CD player. of.

He didn't complain anymore, why did Lang Qiu get so angry?

"It's really a miracle that you can advance." Lang Qiu gave a concluding comment, leaving his hands from the piano keyboard and propping them on the sides of the seat.That appearance seemed to be a unilateral announcement that the rehearsal was over.

Ke Chun was a little reconciled, and mustered up the courage to ask: "Really...is it that bad?"

Lang Qiu simply closed the piano cover and stood up: "I'll think of a way."

Ke Chun: "?" What do you think?

"So why on earth did you come here?" Lang Qiu leaned against the wall of the rehearsal room with his arms crossed, examining Ke Chun.

This question surprised Ke Chun, he did not expect that Lang Qiu, who had always been cold, would be interested in his affairs.

Ke Chun, who has always been responsive to requests, confessed his thoughts without reservation: "I have a dream, to sing my favorite love song for the person I like the most."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was so ashamed that he turned around to face the wall and thought about it.

"Hey." Lang Qiu's magnetic bass came from behind, "I hope it doesn't turn into wishful thinking."

Ke Chun felt another arrow hit his knee.

"Well, let me ask you a serious question, and you can answer me frankly, okay?" Ke Chun