Chapter 75: Moon metaphor

(This chapter is the second one, friends who directly click the latest update may miss the last one)
Pei Tingsong was stunned, but he had to show a confident look, otherwise he might be found as a whiteboard for cross-service chat.
What is made in Japan, Europe, and America?
Can't it? Can this be broadcast?
"Vote again."
He Ziyan, Lu Yuan and Pei Tingsong still voted for the captain. Even the grass at the wall was changed, and Jiang Miao was out of the ballot.
"That Miao Miao was eliminated, Miao Miao came over." The host took Jiang Miao's arm, "Don't expose it."
Jiang Miao smiled as soon as he saw everyone's cards, "Come on, everyone cheer."
"Okay, the game continues. Or Ziyan starts."
He Ziyan said with a smile, "Let's talk about it later."
Fang Juexia also glanced at Pei Tingsong. Pei Tingsong knew that if he refused at this time, he would aggravate his suspicions.
"OK. I'll say it first."
Whether they watched the film or not, since they described it so closely, there should be similarities. Pei Tingsong gambled, "This is an activity that needs to be done with your eyes."
The other four teammates nodded meaningfully and then moved to Fang Juexia.
Has it passed?
Fang Juexia described, "Well ... this activity can be done by one person, or by multiple people, and the atmosphere may be different for multiple people."
Hearing Fang Juexia's words, Pei Tingsong had more question marks in his heart.
Is it true that it is pornography?
Pei Tingsong wondered why he couldn't do it, or Fang Juexia said no!
Ling Yi faintly felt from the description they just made that the people in front of him were not the same. What is the difference between Europe, America, Japan, and haunted houses? There are similarities.
"Um ..." Ling Yi thought for a while, "I think, this kind of activity may be, it will make people more nervous."
When Lu Yuan arrived, he was concise and clear, "Someone will call."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
"This regiment is poisonous !!"
Pei Tingsong now began to have some weird pictures in his mind.
He Ziyan cleared his throat, "I feel more at night when it is quiet."
The host Chen Mo couldn't hold back anymore, "I used to squeeze sweat for the undercover and the whiteboard before watching this game, now I squeeze sweat for our show."
Another host also tried to laugh, "I'm curious about the direction of this game."
"Hahahahahaha!"
The hostess said, "Then vote now."
He Ziyan voted for Ling Yi, "Ling Yi is a bit of a draw. He said that this activity would be very stressful. I said in the first round that I needed psychological qualities. It felt like Ling Yi was guessing."
Fang Juexia gave Lu Yuan the ticket, "I think there are some points in the two rounds. How can I say it is a bit biased ..."
"What am I saying?" Lu Yuan asked.
He Ziyan smiled and said, "The child is not suitable, and then will call." He also felt a little strange after he said, "No, the more the more the more wrong ..."
Fang Juexia succeeded in finding resonance, "Yeah, it's really strange."
He Ziyan nodded, "I won't call it."
Fang Juexia repeated, "Neither will I."
"hahahahahahahahahaha!"
"No," Lu Yuan was excited. "You don't really think I am ..." He stalked, and the first two words were bitten heavily. "That kind of card."
He immediately reminded Pei Tingsong of this sentence. The card that Lu Yuan said was what he was thinking wrong. Obviously He Ziyan and Fang Juexia did not.
what is that? Looking at it with eyes, Japan and Europe and the United States are very famous. Domestic production is not good. One person can do it. The atmosphere of many people is different. The night is quiet.
The point is, he can't do it.
It's so funny, he hasn't encountered anything wrong yet. Well except for the last haunted house.
ghost?
Pei Tingsong suddenly realized that it was a horror movie!
This group of people was too much and almost made his whiteboard color.
Probably guessing the answer, Pei Tingsong started to stir up the flames, just like the king in the game who had struggled to retrieve the large password, he analyzed it in a straightforward way. Description, I think Yuan Yuan may be an undercover card with a rhythm. "
Ling Yi felt that he was too dangerous, and had just escaped from He Ziyan's tiger's mouth, so he quickly met Pei Tingsong, "I also feel that it has been a bit off the ground from a distance."
The captain standing aside said, didn't it start from me?
As a result, the card group hewed out far away.
The host coughed, "The game continues."
Ling Yi's acting sounded exaggeratedly, "Continue."
"Let's start with Ziyan."
He Ziyan stood upright, holding the microphone, "It's hard to describe to this extent, otherwise he will say it directly." He thought about it and said a keyword, "Please put XX on the public screen. "
"Ha ha ha ha automatic silencer."
Hearing this, Ling Yi again felt that He Ziyan had a card similar to himself. He couldn't help but think, wasn't he undercover? Could it be that someone else's card was followed before the second fire?
He carefully described, "Well ... Xiao Pei went on a hot search because of this."
After saying this sentence, everyone understands what the undercover card is. Fang Juexia's face was calm, "We haven't appeared in Tuanzhongli, but there are similar bridges."
Pei Tingsong knew that Ling Yi took the haunted house, and after hearing Fang Juexia ’s statement, he was more certain that these people were holding horror films, so he generously said,
This event may not really be possible to experience, although sometimes it is Will be more immersive. "
"Okay, let's start voting!"
Obviously, everyone voted for Ling Yi, who was still exposed. Ling Yi felt very wrong, but did not know how to say, "You bully people!"
Pei Tingsong whispered in his heart, I am probably bullying that I am not you.
There were only three people left on the field, but the game was not over yet. He Ziyan said with a microphone, "It's obvious, it must be Xiao Pei, he just happened to be the last one."
Pei Tingsong has already said that if the whiteboard is not in the front position, if he casts He Ziyan, it is contrary to his previous logic, "I am ignorant, I don't know who to cast now. You can do it with me, but I said It ’s very clear that this activity cannot really be experienced.

He Ziyan stared into his eyes, a little skeptical. He tried to recall what Fang Jue Xia said in the first two rounds. It seemed to be more vague. In the first round, he called the ticket. In the second round, he said it was okay for one person and many people.
At this time, Fang Juexia began to refute Pei Tingsong, "I think Xiao Pei is not Hey, because when I said he was not good, he did not refute."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha can't refute!"
"Pei Tingsong can't do it! Hahahaha!"
Pei Tingsong can only climb along the ladder, "I just can't do it, no problem, I'm very bad." He looked at Fang Juexia, "Trust me."
Fang Juexia carefully stroked the thoughts and speeches of the two people. No matter how he thought, He Ziyan could not be a whiteboard. The first speech, even undercover, is unlikely. Although Pei Tingsong is also logical, he chose to believe the basic rules of the game, "I still vote for Xiao Pei."
Pei Tingsong was stunned, "Hey no, I just said it wasn't me, why did I bring the boomerang?"
Fang Juexia's change of ticket made He Ziyan suspicious again, and it was because he had just spoken for Xiao Pei that he wanted to pull his ticket. Later, he thought that he could not take the lead and simply changed the ticket.
So He Ziyan also played a boomerang, "I vote Fang Juexia."
Pei Tingsong was full of question marks in his head, and the double boomerang made him dizzy. But he is a whiteboard. Of course, if you want to win, you have to follow the ticket.
What love is, Pei Tingsong pointed to Fang Juexia, "I vote for Juexia."
The audience under the stage has been amused by these few people, especially when they saw the bridge that finally heard each other in love.
"Okay." The host tried to maintain his composure. "We announce now--"
The background music sounds.
"Whiteboard wins!"
He Ziyan immediately reacted, and he finally changed his ticket to the wrong one.
"I knew it." Fang Juexia's hands clapped the table twice. Originally, he was not a man with too many victories, but he would come over at the end of the game and grabbed the whiteboard. The success was only one step away from him remote.
Thinking this way was a bit annoying. Fang Juexia turned to Pei Tingsong and kicked his leg a few times. Although the tone did not fluctuate greatly, the words spoken were cute, "Liar, you still vote for me."
Pei Tingsong hid Fang Juexia and was unhappy. "I was beaten up by both of you in the end? Would you be infuriated yourself?"
He Ziyan raised his hand, "blame me blame me, my pot, I finally thought a little more."
The rest of the members returned to the stage, "Can you win the whiteboard like this? You guys who have escaped the game in a well-known high IQ room" Hey. "
Fang Juexia insisted on his own saying, "I voted according to my last vote and won." After he finished, he felt very angry and wanted to hammer Pei to listen to Song. Got his fist.
"No way, who made me too smart." Pei Tingsong held Fang Juexia's wrist with a cheeky face, pulled it down, and held his hand under the table.
The host couldn't help but say, "This is the most ups and downs in the history of our show who is undercover."
"Yes, jumping repeatedly at the edge of the review line."
Lu Yuan said to Pei Tingsong, "Do you have a lot of question marks at first, Xiao Peiyou?"
The captain was habitually worried, "I'm so worried that after this episode is aired, Xiao Pei will be hot because he can't do it."
"Hahahahahaha!"
After a joyful end to the game of who is undercover, the card group sang the lyrical non-primary of the new album, and did the song prepared by the program group Solitaire and you draw I guess. The recording lasted for five hours from noon to night, and the fans were very upset at the end.
It was just dinner time, and Chen Mo was very good at being a man. He asked the assistant to book a very famous local private restaurant early in the morning. With the host team, he invited Caledo to dinner and taste local specialties. People in this city have a spicy taste, and Fang Juexia has such a light Cantonese taste that he sweats.
It is inevitable to drink alcohol during the meal. Before Fang Juexia had time to explain to himself, Pei Tingsong took the lead. "Jue Xia can't drink alcohol."
"Oh, what about Pei?"
"I don't like drinking too much, I should drink boiled water."
Avoiding the trouble of wine and the little trouble of chili, Fang Juexia picks what he can eat from the dishes on the table. He originally thought that the chili in the fried meat is spicy, and the meat will not be spicy.
The tip of the tongue seemed to be burning, so I took the wrong cup in a hurry and drank the liquor in Ling Yi cup.
"Well."
Chen Mo looked at him, "What's wrong with Jue Xia? Very spicy, isn't it?"
Pei Tingsong hurriedly handed the water to him, "Slow down." He said for Fang Jue Xia, "He is from Guangzhou, he can't eat spicy food."
"Ah, let's have a dessert. This glutinous rice is very delicious."
Pei Tingsong took a dessert for him and put it in his bowl. He also gave him a bowl of milky white fish soup and laid it aside for him.
He is not too good at doing such thoughtful things. He almost burned himself when he was in soup, like a child.
But Fang Juexia liked it very much.
After a meal, Chen Mo talked a lot with them. It is a rare opportunity to get guidance from the elders in the circle.
"You are rookies, there is still a long way to go in the future, but you have the strength and certainly have a very good future." Chen Mo said, "It's just that this circle is also very complicated. Be careful every step you take. I have also learned about the Qu incident. Such things may happen in the future. Be prepared at all times. "
Jiang Miao nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Chen."
After dinner, Fang Juexia only wore a very thin black short sleeve. When he came out, he sneezed a little, and just hugged his arm, and put a coat on his body.
It was the green cardigan sweater Pei Tingsong was wearing.
"It's okay, I'm not cold." Fang Juexia wanted to take it off and give it back to him, but Pei Tingsong deliberately pretended to be fierce and glared at him, "Don."
While others were saying goodbye, he said softly in Fang Juexia's ear, "Obey."
Fang Juexia completely lost his ability to refuse him, even though he never seemed to have.
It was already ten o'clock in the evening to go back to the hotel. Cheng Qiang promised that they could stay in this city for a free day the next day. Everyone was tired after recording the program for a day, so they all returned to their rooms early.
Cheng Qiang was busy all day long, and was staring all the way through the recording program. He was already exhausted and half dead. He came back and helped Xiao Pei take a bath and changed his clothes. It was almost eleven when he looked at his watch, so he took a shower and climbed. Go to bed and turn off the lights, "Go to bed early."
Pei Tingsong lay in the quilt, and soon heard the snoring sound of the agent ’s sleep, but he could n’t fall asleep, he was very energetic, and he went through all the daytime like a slide in his mind, but finally got stuck. Picture of Fang Juexia dancing. His waist twisted so beautifully, like the water flowing in the night.
He likes everything that flows.
Fang Juexia opened the door of the room by himself. He had a slight cleansing habit. The first thing he entered the room was to take a bath. The steam in the bathroom made his head dizzy, and the more he washed, the more he became dizzy. So he turned off the water, put on clean pajamas, came out with water vapor, walked a few steps, and fell on a soft white bed.
As soon as he looked up, Fang Juexia thought of the picture of Pei Tingsong pressed under him during the day. He didn't know why, he couldn't help but think about it.
A person's room was terribly quiet. The sound of the clock was ticking and ticking, and he jumped into the little clock in his heart, making him a little flustered.
Fang Juexia tilted her head and looked at the window. There was only a full moon in the dark sky, white and glowing.
I do n’t know if the sip of wine that came down has played a role. Looking at it, Fang Juexia felt that the black sky was like the black clothes on his body today, and the slanting moon was like a round hole, exactly the size of a heart. .
In this way, Fang Juexia regarded herself as a math problem and applied the element-changing method once. Equivalently replaced, that is, his heart was dug away, leaving only a glowing hole in his dark chest.
Sure enough.
The extended arm touched the green coat beside the bed, and Fang Juexia picked it up, hooked his fingers, and covered his face. He clearly had a cleansing habit, but he had an illusion about a dirty dress.
This is Pei Tingsong's clothes, which smells of Pei Tingsong.
Fang Juexia closed her eyes and sniffed.
It seems to have the smell of his own heart.
This statement is ridiculous, illogical, and totally unrealistic.
He seems more and more like Pei Tingsong.
The vibrating sound pulled him back from the edge of fantasy, Fang Juexia opened his eyes, and his heart jumped wildly. With a hint of secret guilt, he took his clothes away, reached for the phone from the pillow, and checked the message.
[Hengzheng: Are you asleep? ]
Really thinking about what came, Fang Juexia adjusted her breath and returned to the sentence before sleeping.
Holding his phone, he suddenly had a hint of expectation in his heart. Soon, the phone vibrated again.
[Hengzheng style: The moon in my bed is not good-looking, I want to go to your bed to see the moon. ]
The author has something to say: Hengzheng can be understood as a proposition that is true under any circumstances, also called tautology.