allonlinenovel Chapter 49 Even puppets can flatter.
Chapter 49 Even puppets can flatter.
Damn it, my butt is burning with pain, as if countless steel needles are piercing my flesh. If you look closely, you can even feel the blood flowing.
Cheng Baoni dared not shout or move again; the slightest exertion brought on a sharp, piercing pain.
After laughing enough, Song Yifei crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair, clearly waiting to see what would happen.
[I knew it was just nonsense. He's uncultured but tries to act tough; it's utterly shameful!]
[Haha, he probably wanted to capture more shots, but ended up making himself look like an idiot.]
Brothers and sisters, Cheng Baoni's sitting posture is so weird, does she have a boil on her butt?
[Who has time to care about her? Look, that scumbag is about to be in big trouble.]
As this comment says, the puppet is raising its pointer, ready to whip the student who answered the question incorrectly.
Hao Jian quickly raised his hand, trying to use Cheng Ai's trick to avoid punishment.
Unfortunately, ideals are lofty, but reality is harsh.
Not only did he fail to grab the puppet's wrist, but he also fell to the ground due to inertia.
A sharp pain shot through my back.
Hao Jian was in so much pain that his face turned pale. He managed to get up with the help of a chair, but his right arm was hit hard again by the ruler.
His eyes were blazing with fury, but he could only endure it for the time being and grit his teeth to sit up straight again.
No wonder everyone who submitted a blank paper got extra points!
I used to only know that a woman's heart is unfathomable, but now I'd like to apply that to the director; he really knows how to play the game.
The electronic voice on the loudspeaker didn't keep everyone waiting long, and soon began to present the next question:
Cheng Ai put the brush aside and focused intently on fanning herself.
She's not good at tracing the relationships between historical figures.
Song Yifei counted on her fingers and recalled for a long time before finally writing it down with great conviction.
Cheng Baoni and Hao Jian were filled with jealousy. They exchanged a helpless glance, then lowered their heads in tacit agreement, their eyes filled with dejection.
However, seeing that Cheng Ai hadn't made any move, they felt a little more at ease.
Zhou Yu told Xiahou Dun to stay in the top lane and not to come to the mid lane to steal farm.
This is the history channel; gamers, get out of here.
What exactly is going on with Master Wu? Why hasn't he responded?
The six candidates will take turns presenting their answers in numerical order.
As the voice faded, everyone slowly lifted the Xuan paper, and the camera panned across it one by one.
Zhong Zheyi wrote "Uncle", Song Yifei wrote "Brother-in-law", and the remaining four names were blank.
Although I don't know if my uncle is right or wrong, I'm sure my brother-in-law is definitely wrong!
[I hope the time allotted for the next question will be longer; I'd love to see Cheng Ai's next painting.]
When the time was up, the broadcast announced that each guest would have 1 point deducted, and the first-ever collective punishment was about to begin.
The correct answer to question 3 is "older brother." Since none of the members answered correctly, the indoor temperature will be raised to 35 degrees Celsius.
The puppets all raised their pointers and rulers, lashing them mercilessly at the examinees, but Cheng Ai was excluded.
She was still leisurely fanning herself, only now she was doing it much faster than before.
Meanwhile, the fourth puppet next to her snatched the fan, leaned forward slightly, and personally fanned her, his obsequious manner resembling that of a servant attending to his master.
Cheng Ai glanced at it lazily, then smiled with satisfaction.
The puppet has a fawning expression on its face; if it had a tail, it would probably be wagging incessantly.
[Holy crap, Ai Bao'er is amazing! She completely won over the show's NPCs! That was an incredible move!]
[The fact that a puppet can flatter and fawn is completely mind-blowing.]
Cheng Ai is definitely a queen-like figure; I really wonder who she'll marry in the future.
Strong, independent women don't need love, unless the man is exceptional enough to both protect her and conquer her.
A new round of challenges begins, and the guests sit up straight.
The question wasn't difficult. Zhong Zheyi frowned and pondered for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up. He lowered his gaze and wrote a few words on the rice paper.
Hao Jian and Song Yifei were not to be outdone, and despite the pain, they wrote furiously with their pens scribbling.
Wu Xu's brush was still untouched by ink, while Cheng Ai first left a line of characters on the top sheet of Xuan paper, and then slowly outlined them on another sheet of Xuan paper.
Cheng Baoni dared not move, afraid that the camera would capture the blood on her buttocks.
[A riddle? Finally, a normal question.]
[Easy, just kill the sparrows.]
The prompt sounded again, and the guests picked up the Xuan paper one by one in order.
Zhong Zheyi wrote "always feeding sparrows", Song Yifei wrote "accompaniment", and Cheng Baoni and Wu Xujiao still wrote blank papers.
Hao Jian's answer was simpler: "Pull out the tongue." Cheng Ai's answer was: "Buy another sparrow to pair with."
Looking at the whole picture, the food temptation from the angel brother is the most reliable option.
[That scumbag is so cruel, actually hurting an innocent bird. What was the owner thinking buying it? Was he just bored?]
[Haha, Ai'ai, you have a problem. You want to be paired up, right? Do you have a guy you like?]
[It's normal for Cheng Baoni to submit a blank paper due to her low level of education, but what's wrong with Old Wu? When the camera panned across him just now, I saw that the number on his bracelet was 0. He has no points and he's not even trying to answer the questions. Is he crazy?]
The correct answer to question 4 is "press down." Since none of the members answered correctly, each member will lose 1 point, and the temperature will be raised to 40 degrees Celsius.
The high temperature caused the moisture inside the room to evaporate, creating a foggy scene and gradually blurring the view.
[Could the cameraman please wipe the lens? I can't see clearly.]
[40 degrees Celsius? I can't even stand 30 degrees Celsius normally, being a celebrity must be tough!]
Check your own wallet first before feeling sorry for them; after all, their daily pay is equivalent to half a year's salary for you.
【Press it down? What does that mean? Can anyone help me understand?】
Even after hearing the answer, I didn't understand. It was my daughter who reminded me, saying it was completely silent.
[Hmm? There's a difference between the two... Oh no! "压" is equivalent to "鸦"! Director Gong is awesome! Are there any similar questions? I want to try and trick my best friend!]
A quick online search will yield tons of results, such as: Which fish is the smartest? [Whale]; Which animal has the worst sense of direction? [Deer (gets lost)]
Thank you, sister! I've written it all down in my little notebook!
The group punishment ended once again. Song Yifei clutched her arm, her face as pale as paper. "It hurts so much... It's just a reality show... There's no need to be so cruel..."
Hao Jian was also trembling, cursing Cheng Baoni in his heart.
If she hadn't insisted that he participate in the variety show initiated by Zou Xuan, how could he have suffered this ordeal?
Zhong Zheyi's expression was calm, but if you looked closely, his slightly furrowed brows and tightly pursed lips betrayed that he was not at ease at the moment.