"We have been losing for a day, but we can't continue. We have to work hard." He Jiong encouraged his team members.
"It should be no problem. Teacher Sa is on the other side and we have Xiaobai." Qian Feng was quite confident.
"Teacher Sa, what about you? Why don't you reply?" Wang Bingbing was surprised.
Sa Beining shook his head: "I can't go back. I slept outside during the three shows, and Xiaobai always slept indoors."
"Don't be too ambitious. I'm not winning all the time today." Brother Chao was full of confidence.
"You have to be prepared. Don't get up with your mouth crooked from the cold tomorrow."
Before the game starts, there is a routine fight.
"Director, will the staff participate in the bedtime session?"
"If you don't want to participate, you won't participate!" The director waved his hand quickly.
"No loyalty." He Jiong looked disgusted.
"The main reason is that we are not prepared. There are so many people and there are not enough tents."
Sister Chen next to me whispered a few words to the director.
The director's eyes lit up and he raised his hand: "Wait a moment, everyone, our director has a suggestion. I'm going to ask other staff members and your opinions now."
"Say it!"
"Director Chen means that the theme of our next program, 6VS100, whether eating, sleeping, or not will be unfolded among the actors and staff."
"Does this mean that if you lose, everyone will sleep outside?"
"Yes, we will redesign the specific links and want to hear everyone's opinions first."
"We must have no problem, right?" The six regular members took a step forward, showing a tacit understanding.
The director turned around and looked at the many staff members: "Are you confident?"
"have!"
The voices of more than a hundred people were deafening.
"It sounds very interesting. I really want to see it." My brother laughed beside me.
"How about brother come back next time?" Sa Beining tried to invite.
"No, it's okay, just once. And I just want to watch the fun, so I can just watch TV later." The elder brother was a little cautious. The main reason was that the weather was too cold and he couldn't adapt to it.
"Okay, then we have decided on the theme for the next issue. The staff will treat the actors!" The director also felt a little proud: "Getting back to the subject, next is the part about whether it is good or bad to go to bed. The winner can be in the room.
Have a good rest on the kang, or spend the night in a tent outside.
The competition event is to hear sounds and identify objects."
The staff carried the props, which were actually a screen, a table, and a chair.
After a round of strokes? Everyone understands, it is ASMR? The staff is eating behind the screen? Everyone guesses what they eat based on the sounds they hear? By answering questions? The first one to get five points wins.
Looking at the preparations being made behind the screen, Dapeng asked, "Why don't you let us come? At least we can put some food on the table."
"Are you stupid? If you are participating by yourself, you will have fewer people to guess," Sa Beining disagreed: "Besides, the things given by the program team are flashy, can you be sure they must be delicious?"
"It makes sense!" Dapeng no longer insisted.
"After it starts, can you answer questions at any time? Just raise your hand and call out your name." The director reiterated the rules, raised his hand, and the audience fell silent.
The twelve people were either leaning sideways, stretching their necks, or squinting their eyes, preparing to listen in their own unique ways.
"Click!"
"Creak, creak? Creak..."
"Wang Bingbing. Sun Li. He Jiong..."
Several people raised their hands at the same time.
"Teacher He Jiong is the fastest!" The directors kept staring.
"Isn't this a bit obvious? I think it's...Apple."
Several members who had the same idea as him looked at the director.
"Ding! Error."
"Not really?" He Jiong was surprised.
"It just sounds crunchy."
"Oh oh oh, I know, Wang Bingbing!" The young lady quickly raised her hand: "Cucumber?"
Qin Xiaobao couldn't be sure. He felt that apples, pears, and radishes were all possible.
"correct answer!"
"Wow..."
"Hahahahaha that's great."
"Bingbing is indeed the goddess of luck."
Amid the cheers of the crowd, the screen was temporarily moved away, and indeed people were munching cucumbers behind them.
"The Teacher Sa team is temporarily leading 1:0."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, there are still four wheels, let's let one chase three."
"I know what it means now, I can definitely guess it next time."
"Come on, come on."
The one-point defeat did not make my brother and the others lose confidence, they were still full of enthusiasm.
Soon the second portion of food will arrive.
"Click."
"Kucha, kucha, kucha!"
"It sounded like something hard being bitten off."
"And it's very crispy, so it shouldn't be a fruit."
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let the next door hear you."
Compared with the first food, it is obviously more difficult.
"What kind of snack should this be?" Sa Beining lowered his head and discussed with his teammates in a low voice: "It's like a biscuit, but it's definitely not a biscuit. You know what I mean."
“Crispy Shaqima?”
"Yes, almost!"
"The range is quite large, it's hard to guess."
"Leslie Cheung." My brother suddenly raised his hand, and everyone looked over.
"It's the kind that goes around in circles, screaming, screaming!" My brother was too impatient.
He Jiong quickly reacted: "Mahua?"
"Yes, yes!" My brother nodded repeatedly.
"Oh," Sa Beining slapped her thigh suddenly: "It's definitely true, it's mahua."
"correct answer!"
Yeah, yeah, brother pumped his fist excitedly, the six of them celebrated there, the score reached 1:1, and they returned to the starting point.
Immediately afterwards, radish, frozen pear, sauerkraut and other foods appeared one after another, and both sides chased each other, dramatically reaching 4:4.
Both sides were very nervous about the last dish of food. If it was autumn, then sleeping in a tent for a night would be nothing but a bit romantic. At minus ten degrees Celsius, there would be only pain and cold.
"Click."
"Kucha, kucha, kucha!"
Eh? Deja vu?
After a brief hesitation, the elder brother raised his hand and shouted his name: "No way, the prop team didn't prepare enough props, can they be reused? Isn't this still twists?"
"No way." Sa Beining was very worried.
"Maybe the director team did it on purpose. You don't think so, but I just did it." He Jiong remained optimistic.
"Answer..." The director paused: "Director Qin, do you think it is correct?"
"Wow, can you stop talking like this and scare me?" Qin Xiaobao thought he was going to publicize the results.
Wang Bingbing stood next to Brother Xiaobao, raised her chin and wrinkled her little nose, a bit aggrieved.
"I think it must be wrong."
"Congratulations, you answered correctly!"
Um?
Everyone was a little confused as to whether the elder brother got the answer right or Qin Xiaobao got it right. He Jiong and the others did not dare to celebrate, and Sa Beining was also unwilling to do so.
"You should make it clear."
"Sorry, the game continues."
Damn, the director is forcing himself to add scenes.
"From now on, if you answer incorrectly, the opportunity will automatically be given to the other party, and so on." There was some confusion at the beginning. The members did not rely on their voices to answer, but were purely fooling around. The program team gave timely restrictions.
Both sides calmed down instantly and couldn't make any guesses, otherwise the consequences would be serious.
Inside the screen, people were still eating loudly, while the members outside were confused.
"It always feels very familiar, but I can't remember it right away." Dapeng scratched his head.
"How about giving it a try first?" Wang Bingbing pricked up her ears.
"Tell me first what you think it is?" Sa Beining was very careful. He really didn't want to sleep outside anymore today.
"I think..."
"What are you doing here?" Qin Xiaobao turned around and suddenly found Qian Feng standing next to him at some point.
"It's okay, just passing by." Qian Feng said haha.
"Get out of here, you're just here to eavesdrop." Teacher Sa was already used to it.
"I think..." Wang Bingbing lowered her voice: "Dinner opposite."
"Ah...that's right, Sa Beining!" Teacher Sa suddenly raised his hand and asked Wang Bingbing to answer.
"I guess it's instant noodles."
"How could instant noodles be... Oops!" He Jiong was stunned midway through.
Isn't this the sound of eating dry instant noodles? Others also reacted and were extremely annoyed. They could only hope that it was a mistake.
The director raised his hand: "Wang Bingbing answered..."