Chapter 894 Do you like Lu Lili's family fun (wink)
The firelight licked the surrounding resting cheeks.
In the flowing silence, two faint voices of conversation sounded along with the crackle of the bonfire.
"You must write the most clichéd script. Ask celebrities, actors, hosts, and athletes to perform, but not comedians. Use all the buzzwords, real-time news, and everything you can think of. It's the end of the show, so don't worry about anything.
No matter what, I have to say 'eat~dumplings~smash~', it's authentic Mandarin, Beier has a tradition."
"Add love into the sketch, write it according to the mentally retarded, and it will cause a lot of noise. Add some family affection, and there will be some neighborly conflicts and you won't go home to urge marriage. It's just one word, awkward!"
"The programs around me either focus on current affairs or speak out for organizations. If you write about a person whose parents are short-lived, you will be embarrassed to say hello to them."
"What platform do you think a program like this should be on?"
Yinghua thought for a while: "I think there will be a school graduation party anyway, right?"
"Graduation party? The Planet Federation TV station is starting! Don't think you can attend it. You have to study the psychology of the TV station. Can you attend it just because it's funny? With so many people watching, why don't you waste the opportunity by showing something?"
"So, our slogan for doing sketches is——"
"Not trying to be funny, but trying to be preachy!"
The conversation gradually faded away, and the sound of crackling firewood and long breathing replaced the quiet resting place, and time flowed quietly.
"I prefer cats to dogs. If there is fruit on the eaves, you should catch it immediately and don't let it be worn on the bridge of the nose by office workers..."
In the midst of vague sleep, a sharp cry cut through the early morning mist.
"ah------!!!"
Mu Su woke up in confusion: "Screams...has a new case happened?"
The sticky tendons of Vigilante rushed out of the resting place with the cool night jigsaw puzzle, and the sleeping players woke up one after another to see them dragging the screaming cat Jiu back.
"I'm cracked!"
When Mu Su heard this, he thought that besides himself, there was someone else who was using outdated Internet buzzwords.
"He was attacked?"
Qianye watched Mao Jiu carefully as he kicked his legs, covered his face and screamed, blood seeping out from between his fingers.
"Stop yelling! Tell me what's wrong!"
Tianmo was upset by the noise, and the others were also worried about the introduction of monsters.
"It hurts so much! It hurts like having your nose hairs pulled out all the time!"
Mao Jiu's miserable howl made others twitch their noses in sympathy and stopped complaining about his noise.
The intermittent narration of Mao Jiu allows the anxiously waiting players to get the intermittent truth: he encountered nothing, was not attacked, or in other words - the one who attacked him was not a monster.
"I want to see if the fog has cleared... I'm close to the cliff... My body seems to be splitting... I just stepped back and then... my face split!"
"There is nothing outside the cave." Liang Ye Tangram said while observing the outside.
After Wang Wen Wen Che's persuasion, Mao Jiu moved his palm to show the wound... The bloody and bloody cut extended from his scalp to his jaw.
"It seemed like something was scratched along the atrium..."
Observing Qianye whispered, the wound was definitely not caused by conventional force - from the forehead to the lower jaw, the depth of the wound was the same, and if it had been a sharp weapon, it would have cut the entire nose.
"Do you mind if I open it?" Qianye stared at the blood-soaked eyes.
"mind."
The pain felt like pulling out nose hairs, making Mao Jiu feel like his head was cracking - although it was indeed cracking.
"Tianmo, hold him down."
Tianmo straddled Mao Jiu skillfully and twisted his arms.
Although all player attributes are average, size and weight are implicit attributes.
"No... ow! Nose hair! Nose hair!" Mao Jiu screamed repeatedly in a comical manner, and blood was still oozing from his tearful eyes due to stimulation.
"If you want something to be drawn just scream."
Wangwenwenqie held down Mao Jiu's shaking head, Qianye picked up the ends of her hair, and gently opened the wound close to her face.
The cartilage on the tip of the nose was also cut open, as well as the slightly curved nasal septum. Mao Jiu kept twitching his nose and Qianye got closer to observe the wound on the nasal septum——
Outside the crowd gathered around, the naive and ignorant Mu Su looked at Qianye who seemed to be caressing Mao Jiu's cheek, as if he was about to have sex, and something emerged deep in his heart...
A hand holding a rag came up to wipe the blood. Qianye let the owner of the hand wipe away the obstructing blood without worrying about septicemia - in this world, it is just the most insignificant of countless dangers.
"What hurts you is not direct harm, but some kind of force." Qianye analyzed.
Regardless of whether the skull was hard or soft, the tip of the nose, lips, and the depth of the wounds were all strangely consistent, as if a sharp enough blade, only 0.3 centimeters long, had been slashed along Mao Jiu's forehead to his chin.
"Has your face been close to anything?"
Mao Jiu, who no longer yelled "nose hair", pressed against the blood line on his cheek and endured the pain: "No...should...just get close to the edge of the cliff and look out?"
He thought that he had leaned forward on the edge of the cliff to look down, and then a sharp pain suddenly emerged——
"Hmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The scream suddenly resounded through the cave, which had regained its calm. Mu Su, who had slipped out at some point, rushed back to his resting place with a howl and blood on his face.
"My face too—my face too—"
Mu Su fell towards Qianye and was subconsciously supported by her, then he slowly lowered himself down unable to support the weight.
Mao Jiu, whose blood volume was slowly declining, stopped groaning and stood up in a daze to make room for Mu Su.
"I'll hold him down!" Tianmo excitedly approached and stretched out his hand, suddenly feeling the resentment revealed between the cracked fingers: "No need..."
Tianmo felt cold all over his body and stiffened in place.
"Then please be careful not to move." Qianye did not force him. He leaned closer to Mu Su's face to observe the wound. The blood stains from his forehead to his jaw were exactly the same as those of Mao Jiu.
His fingers brushed the edge of the wound, wiping away the blood, revealing the pale and delicate skin. Unaware of the wound, Qianye subconsciously moved closer to it, and suddenly noticed something strange - the cry of pain disappeared.
The eyes moved downward, the eyes close at hand were closed, and the lips were pursed.
Realizing something, Qianye waved to Wangwenwenqie and quietly retreated...
Mu Su's brows gradually furrowed, and he felt his breath hit something, and the coldness bounced back - his eyelashes fluttered open, and a terrifying and fleshy face came into view.
"What are you doing!"
Mu Su hugged her chest and sat up quickly.
"I did not do anything……"
Innocently looking, hearing, asking, and retreating.
Ignoring Mu Su who pretended to be injured, they focused their attention on Mao Jiu and led him to the edge of the cave.
"It's just like spicy rice."
Mao Jiu, whose cheek was split and whose speech was leaky, identified the crime location - a cliff with nothing but rubble.
"It seems that we did not get close to the cliff yesterday." Wangwen Wenqie recalled.
Qianye stepped forward at this time, slowly stopped on the edge of the cliff, and stretched out his palm as if he wanted to touch something.
"We have to go further..."
Mao Jiu said from behind, Qianye's hand was still within the cave area.
So she took another step forward and explored the cave with her fingertips.
Tear--
Qianye suddenly frowned and retracted his fingers.
A line of blood spread along the fingertips to the knuckles, and was submerged by oozing blood beads.