Social fear is forced to be the king of the sea in the breakup variety show

The author has something to say: If there is no accident, I will enter V on Friday, and there will be three changes on the day of entering V. Thank you plmm for your support~

The surrounding staff members dispersed, Yu Mian slightly parted her lips, and said after a while, "I have never slept with anyone."

Others refer to people other than Qin Zhouwan.

The room was quiet for a while, and Yu Mian was afraid that Qin Zhouwan would continue to question him, so she pushed back the chair, stood up and said, "I'm going back to the room."

He thought that Qin Zhouwan would stop him, but to his surprise, the other party just let him go.

Yu Mian returned to his single bedroom, and his drowsiness was completely disturbed by Qin Zhouwan's questions. He remembered that he woke up at the long dining table just now, probably because everyone drank together at night.

As for the drawing question, it should be a game of truth or dare.

Yu Mian finally reacted slowly, and contacted Qin Zhouwan's reminder again, belatedly realizing that what she said "no" was an outrageous reason.

He shook his head, trying to get the belated embarrassment out of his mind.

Yu Mian stepped on the plush slippers and sat down at the desk, opened the diary and wanted to write a few lines, but stopped as soon as she took off the cap.

It's a new day now, and he doesn't remember what happened yesterday.

Yu Mian silently looked at the blank diary, put the pen back after sighing, stood up and moved to the side of the bed, climbed up slowly, and buried herself in the soft quilt.

When the sky was twilight, it began to rain, dripping down from the eaves, Yu Mian felt cold, shrank into the depths of the quilt, and dreamed again in a trance, and what he dreamed was all from the past, he woke up Sometimes I was a little dazed.

Yu Mian sat up and got out of bed, and when she went out, she saw that she forgot to put the cap on the pen yesterday, and the diary was still on the blank page.

He got up early today, and only Zhao Zhenzhen was in the living room staring at a few staff members who were adjusting the equipment and arranging the furnishings. The rain outside the window had stopped.

"Hey big plum, isn't this the potato you bought before the show started? What did you say at the time? Put it here for us to eat French fries. Where are the French fries? These potatoes have sprouted, yo, there is still room for them Rotten, wasteful." Zhao Zhenzhen cleaned out a small bag of potatoes from the kitchen cabinet, held one with two fingers and showed it to Da Lizi.

Da Lizi scratched his head and changed the subject: "Hey, how can it be called a waste? Although the potatoes are rotten, they have given birth to new life. Well, have you seen that you are not educated? This is the same as our film and television industry..."

Zhao Zhenzhen interrupted him mercilessly, and said to the little girls around: "See, in the future, when looking for a husband, you can't find this kind of man who rots potatoes and talks so much."

At this time, she saw Yu Mian, she put down the potatoes and raised her chin at him: "Don't forget to send yesterday's heart-beating text message before breakfast."

Yu Mian froze for a moment: "Didn't you post it yesterday?"

"Drinking a glass of beer made you confused? Didn't you tell you to keep sending text messages today?" Zhao Zhenzhen said casually.

It's strange to say that yesterday, a high-level executive of β station contacted her directly, asking her to find a way to postpone the text message of last night until this morning. She felt strange, so she asked a few more questions. A friend said hello.

Although this friend's intentions are more unpredictable than her mother's menopause, but after all, it is the high-level voice, and she can do as she pleases.

It would be abrupt to change the time directly, so she found an excuse to record truth-or-dare material, but fortunately, the guests didn't ask too much.

Yu Mian let out an "oh", and then stopped on the spot. If Zhao Zhenzhen could observe carefully, he would find that he was a little flustered.

"Yesterday..." Yu Mian stopped after saying three words, because he saw Qin Zhouwan walking towards him.

Zhao Zhenzhen urged him: "What happened to you yesterday?"

Yu Mian shook her head, Qin Zhouwan stopped beside them, Zhao Zhenzhen said hello: "President Qin."

Qin Zhouwan nodded, and his gaze fell on Yu Mian casually: "Did you sleep well?"

Yu Mian's thoughts were all on the question of how to send the text message, and he reluctantly replied: "It's okay."

Before Qin Zhouwan could speak, Yu Mian suddenly said, "I'll go outside for a while."

Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head and walked over to push the glass door leading to the yard.

"Don't forget about texting, Yu Mian." Zhao Zhenzhen stretched his neck behind him to remind him.

Outside the thin glass door is the bitter autumn, the rattan chair is covered with dead branches and leaves, the air smells of rain and mud, the courtyard is dimly lit, and Yu Mian is holding her mobile phone in her hands.

One of the rules of "Love Transfer" is that guests are not allowed to add personal contact information to each other, so when they send text messages, they always go through the program group, and they need to write clearly who the recipient is.

And he couldn't remember the names of the four other than Qin Zhouwan, just now he wanted to ask Zhao Zhenzhen who he communicated with the most yesterday, and he wanted to come up with a name.

But Qin Zhouwan came over at that time, he was afraid of showing his feet, so he had to stop.

Yu Mian raised her head in annoyance, a gust of wind blew by, fallen leaves rustled down, and one fell on his shoulder.

He was about to reach out to take it, but a big and powerful hand covered his shoulder first, and took it off for him.

Yu Mian was taken aback for a moment, and when she turned her face to the side, she saw that Qin Zhouwan had also arrived in the yard at some point.

"It's cold outside, let's go back." Qin Zhouwan looked down at him.

Yu Mian looked away unnaturally, with a little stubbornness in her tone: "I won't return."

Qin Zhouwan paused, then lowered his voice: "Why, did I offend Mianmian?"

Yu Mian shook her head: "No offence."

Seeing Yu Mian running out in only a single shirt, Qin Zhouwan was unwilling to go back, so he held on to his sleeve and took him to a place that was more sheltered from the wind.

The location they went to was the back of a white viewing tent in the yard. There was no camera here, and it was in a blind spot of the glass door of the living room.

Yu Mian didn't resist, he was just wondering if he could ask Qin Zhouwan to help him.

In the blink of an eye, he suddenly remembered something, Qin Zhouwan seemed to have said a word to him...

Yu Mian was taken aback, this was the first time his memory showed signs of recovery since this period of time.

From a few days ago when Qin Zhouwan found out that something was wrong with Yu Mian, to consulting a doctor yesterday, and then testing Yu Mian by changing the time of sending text messages through the senior management of the β station, Qin Zhouwan now has a bottom line in his mind.

He doesn't care what Yu Mian thinks when he comes to this show, it doesn't matter whether he wants to find a boyfriend or flirt with others, he only knows that he wants to find the child he lost for so many years.

Qin Zhouwan took off his coat and put it on Yu Mian. Just as he was about to speak, Yu Mian spoke first.

"Qin Zhouwan, does what you said before still count?" Yu Mian raised her face, her expression seemed to have made a lot of determination.

Qin Zhouwan said calmly, "Which sentence?"

"That's, it's the sentence that I can ask you a question by kissing you." Yu Mian's voice became softer as she spoke, until the bases of her ears were dyed a touch of pink.