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I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 252: Actually, There Are 3 Shortcuts
Everyone came back, and the electronic screens on the six tables started to sound mechanically.
"Game over!"
"Please give a warm round of applause to welcome the director’s arrival!"
Everyone: "......"
This electronic screen even sucks up, you can hear a sense of flattery from the mechanical sound.
Everyone clapped perfunctorily, and the long-missing director finally crawled out from some corner.
Sitting with a small stool in the middle of a pile of cameras, holding a familiar little loudspeaker, he tested it with a couple of sounds.
"First of all, congratulations to everyone for completing this episode’s challenge, successfully ending the game before dark."
"Papapa," and again a sparse and perfunctory round of applause.
Director: "Secondly, I have to report that during the game Mu Qiu led a collective cheating, asking for guest contacts and playing games with them in groups, this kind of behavior is not acceptable."
Mu Qiu: "???"
Suddenly being called out, Mu Qiu shamelessly refused to acknowledge it.
"I just made full use of the resources around me, and that’s not called collective cheating, it’s called an open-book test with the audience!"
"Also, I was just trying to complete the task. What asking for contacts and playing games in groups, that’s just on the surface!"
Couldn’t this have been said privately instead of in front of everyone?!
She could already feel Cheng Zhirang’s gaze on her.
To be exposed as wanting the contact information of another guy in front of a newly-made boyfriend, this kind of situation is only slightly less embarrassing than self-destruction!
The director leisurely said, "Then it would be good for some guests to be more restrained when completing tasks in the future."
"...Got it!"
Cheng Zhirang looked down and glanced at her with amusement.
"Finally," the director raised the loudspeaker, sighed with disappointment, "congratulations to Shi Yuhuai for finding one of the shortcuts set by the production team."
"The production team actually set three hint routes for everyone, but in the end, you only found one."
"Three routes, buried in the ground or something?" Guan Yu asked while munching on potato chips, rolling her eyes, "Looked all day and couldn’t find them."
Shu Ran: "So where exactly are the other two?"
Director: "At the beginning of the show, there were general rule hint cards on the vehicles everyone was riding."
"......?" Mu Qiu frowned, "Not to mention the tricycle and donkey cart, could Li Yang’s kids’ car hide a task card???"
As the first person "to speak for the tricycle," Guan Yu put away the potato chip bag and said:
"We didn’t even know what the game was, and those vehicles were shocking enough that no one was going to check them over!"
"I just want to ask, where could my donkey cart hide a card?" Shu Ran also had a puzzled look, "A donkey and a bare cart, the gaps in the boards were big enough for someone to fall through, how could a card be hidden?"
Guan Yu glanced at her: "If people can fall through, you’re the one who’s really out of luck."
Shu Ran recalled the donkey cart and still looked pale.
She felt this was the production team’s all-in-one service for assimilation, and once she got on that cart, her title as the national sweetheart was gone forever.
The sadness was too great to contain, and those who had been traumatized looked at the director with a "look at you, you sly old fox" expression.
The director pretended not to see, continuing to explain the second route: "Besides, at the intersections of the alleys in the Ancient City, there were green escape exit signs at intervals. Did anyone notice?"
Mu Qiu: "Isn’t that obvious? I didn’t notice."
"......" The director turned the loudspeaker in another direction, not wanting to face her anymore, "Among the over thirty safety passage signs, five had a hint strip stuck under them. Gather them together and you can find out the hidden general rule."
"There were hint strips??? Were they obvious?" Li Yang asked, scratching his fake hair in confusion.
The director nodded without changing his expression: "Quite obvious."
It was just that the strip of paper was similar in color to the wall bricks, written with small No. 6 characters, posted under a green safety passage sign; unless lying down to take a break, you probably couldn’t see it.
Li Yang had grown on the show and learned not to trust the director.
"Really?" he asked suspiciously, "I’ll go and check later, don’t lie to us."
The director avoided answering: "So we did set three routes, but unfortunately you only found the most obvious one."
Li Yang understood: "You’re lying to us, it’s definitely not obvious!"
Guan Yu started munching on potato chips again: "Isn’t this standard procedure? If it were so obvious, the game would be over before lunch, what about the remaining time?"
"... That makes sense."
Mu Qiu glanced at her, thinking these two really dared to speak up.
Look at the elegant and composed Shu Ran beside her, her whole being exudes "whatever the production team says, goes," "if the director says it’s obvious, it’s obvious," "even if I doubt, I won’t say," "I’m contributing to the show’s length" and other positive energy attitudes.
"Sister Shu Ran, do you still want some purple sweet potatoes?" She offered the unfinished purple sweet potatoes to her again.
Shu Ran paused her hair brushing action, "No need."
Though her mouth said no, her eyes swept over twice.
Mu Qiu popped a purple sweet potato into her mouth, thinking that some national sweethearts, who tried hard to resist temptation, were quite cute.
She ate happily, and suddenly a hand stretched over next to her.
"I want one." Shi Yuhuai spread his hand under her eyes, looking at her seriously.
"... Brother Huai, you’re hungry too, here you go."
She struggled to pull one from the nearly empty bag and placed it in his palm.
It was so small, it looked like a baby’s toy in his hand.
If you give something to someone, you can’t ignore another person.
Mu Qiu gave the last purple sweet potato, along with the bag, to Cheng Zhirang.
"Brother Cheng, do you want one too?"
Cheng Zhirang nodded warmly and took it: "Sure."
Shu Ran, who had refused the purple sweet potatoes, just watched the three of them eat like no one else was around.
... If she had known, she wouldn’t have refused. It looked so delicious.
She pinched the biscuit bag next to her, broke off a small piece and stuffed it in her mouth.
They were eating too deliciously, and Li Yang couldn’t resist, sharing some of Guan Yu’s potato chips, crunching away.
All six of them were eating snacks, exchanging and discussing the flavor and taste of the snacks.
The director with the little loudspeaker didn’t raise it anymore: "......"
Am I dead to you?
The barrage erupted with fans.
[After eating from the same snack bag, we’re good friends now]
[Brother Long Legs is... suddenly a bit cute]
[Shu Ran, who says one thing but means another, hahahaha, looking at Shi Yuhuai with envy]
[They’re all hungry! End it quickly and let them eat!]
[Others might be hungry, but Mu Qiu and Guan Yu won’t be. They’ve been munching almost the whole time]
[Li Yang hurry and eat! Guan Yu’s going to finish the potato chips!]
[It’s just a purple sweet potato, but does it have to be that tasty? Aren’t the purple sweet potatoes we eat from the same patch of land?]
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