[The program crew is really awesome. ］
[You are really good at playing. I would like to ask how the two managers did it? ］
[It’s very simple. Just input the model and give simple instructions through VR and other technologies, and you can make the character say what you want to say. ］
[If Wen Zhi can’t guess, he can’t leave the island? Can't we have fun here? ］
[But Mr. Si is not here, and Zhizhi is alone here, how boring. ］
Wen Zhi was now able to accept everything that was happening before his eyes. He looked at the two Si Mingchens, and his expression was not as panic-stricken as the audience imagined. Instead, his brows showed a little expectation and excitement.
"It doesn't matter whether it's true or not."
Wen Zhi crossed his legs and looked at the person in front of him.
"There are two CPs, that doesn't seem bad, huh?"
[It seems that what Wen Zhi said is correct? ］
...
...
[Indeed, it’s not bad to stay here. ］
[Two CEOs, one accompanies Zhizhi on 1, 3 and 5, and the other accompanies Zhizhi on 2, 4 and 6. It's really annoying. ］
The director saw Wen Zhi, who did not play by the rules, and coughed twice: "Please find the real Mr. Si quickly, otherwise you will have to stay here alone."
Wen Zhi became slightly serious after hearing this.
Director: "You can tell who is real and who is fake by asking questions, but they can only answer yes or no. But there is a premise, you can't ask whether you are real or fake."
Wen Zhi: "Okay, let me take a look."
Behind the scenes, Wen Zhi's every move was clearly reflected in front of Si Mingchen. In fact, both of them were his models, but one was controlled by the computer to answer questions, and the other was controlled by him to answer questions. Seeing Wen Zhi's unreliable appearance, Si Mingchen felt a little worried.
Wen Zhi looked up at the two of them. The two identical faces gave him the illusion that he was in a science fiction drama.
Because the screen was large enough, Wen Zhi walked forward and observed carefully. At this time, "Si Mingchen" on the right said, "Zhizhi, you don't need to look. We are exactly the same. Ask questions quickly."
Wen Zhi walked to the right and talked to "Si Mingchen": "Do you think you are the most handsome man in the world?"
"Si Mingchen": "Yes."
Wen Zhi: "You are fake."
The staff operating the computer was instantly horrified.
How did Wen Zhi guess so quickly?
Si Mingchen on the left smiled faintly.
It seems that Wen Zhi is very smart.
The director then said: "I suggest you choose carefully and don't be hasty. If the answer is wrong, you still can't leave the island."
Wen Zhi said firmly: "He is fake. Si Mingchen doesn't think he is the most handsome. He only thinks I am the most handsome."
Director: “…” This angle is very unique.
[hahaha, Wen Zhi is really confident enough. ］
[I guess Wen Zhi asked Mr. Si this question. ］
[It would be interesting if this is true, Mr. Si. ］
Wen Zhi knew to be cautious, so he walked to Simingchen on the left and asked softly, "Do you like clams with beer?"
Siming was silent for a moment: "Yes."
Wen Zhi was confused this time and said weakly, "It seems this is also fake?"
Si Mingchen looked at Wen Zhi through the screen, his eyes full of confusion. Wen Zhi explained: "Our Si Si is a domineering CEO, how can he drink beer with clams?"
Si Mingchen took a deep breath.
In fact, if Wen Zhi wanted to distinguish the truth from the falsehood immediately, it would not be very difficult, but he was too embarrassed to ask those questions in front of everyone.
He asked again: "Do you like small animals?"
Simingchen: “Yes.”
Wen Zhi: "Are you mysophobic?"
Simingchen: “Yes.”
Wen Zhi: "What's your favorite underwear color? Black?"
Si Mingchen paused, somewhat doubting his life. He doesn't even know what color breasts he likes, usually dark ones.
So he replied, “Yes.”
Wen Zhi said firmly: "You are fake."
Si Mingchen really wanted to ask why, but Wen Zhi had already walked towards "Si Mingchen" on the left. When he lost his memory, every time Si Mingchen and he applauded for love, he was wearing gray **. Gray breasts make them look bigger, and Wen Zhi had already guessed this little trick. So Si Mingchen should like gray** the most.
As to why Wen Zhi was so sure, the audience also scratched their heads and wanted to know the reason, but Wen Zhi said nothing and asked "Si Mingchen" on the right: "Among pets, do you like dogs the most?"
"Si Mingchen": "Yes."
Wen Zhi: "Do you prefer exercising in the evening rather than in the morning?"
"Si Mingchen": "No."
Wen Zhi: "Do you like mango the most?"
Of all fruits, Simingchen is allergic to mango.
"Si Mingchen": "No."
This time, Wen Zhi felt that the one on the right seemed to be true. Si Mingchen usually exercised in the morning.
Long before Si Mingchen was taken away, the program crew had input Si Mingchen's general personality and hobbies into the computer, so even if it was a fake Si Mingchen, it would not be so easy to reveal flaws.
[I don’t know why, but I misunderstood this question. ］
[Can’t you exercise in the evening and morning? ］
[What the above person said is good, I agree with it. ］
Wen Zhi looked at the two of them, unable to think of a better question, and remained silent for a long time.
At this point, the system automatically enters debate mode for three minutes.
"Now, you may have a free debate."
The left side said: "Zhizhi, you like alpacas, I promised to give you one, do you remember?"
Wen Zhi crossed his arms: "Well, remember, you should be real."
The person on the right said, "Zhizhi, you don't like chopped green onions in your beef noodles, right?"
Wen Zhi: "Yes, you seem to be real too."
[I don’t know why, but I thought of Journey to the West. ］
[The production crew must have watched Journey to the West too much. ］
[Wen Zhi made me laugh to death. ］
Si Mingchen continued to persuade Wen Zhi: "Zhizhi, there are still two minutes and fifteen seconds left. You can ask me any questions you want, and you will know that I am sincere."
Wen Zhi frowned nonchalantly: "You must be fake."
Si Mingchen was stunned: "Why?"
Wen Zhi retorted: "Si Mingchen, you are so talkative."
Si Mingchen: “…”
At this time, "Si Mingchen" saw the opportunity and said, "Zhizhi is a nickname your mother gave you, right? You like me calling you that, and I like it too."
After “Si Mingchen” finished speaking, Wen Zhi felt a little embarrassed and whispered: “Well, you are right.”
Si Mingchen disclosed all this information, so the program crew knew about it. Seeing that Wen Zhi was about to be bewitched, Si Mingchen felt a little conflicted, but if he told him some details of their past marriage, he would have to consider the fact that they could not make their relationship public right now.
So he has a headache.
At this time, Wen Zhi suddenly said: "Actually, I think you two are both good, both handsome and gentle."
"Si Mingchen" smiled and said, "You are also very cute."
Si Mingchen's expression behind the screen gradually turned cold. He frowned and stopped talking, allowing "Si Mingchen" to communicate with Wen Zhi.
"Si Mingchen" has a high emotional intelligence and has been using the information provided by Simingchen to deepen Wen Zhi's trust in himself. Even the audience thought that "Si Mingchen" was real.
[I think it’s obvious. ］
[The one on the right is real, the one on the left looks a bit like a computer. ］
[This game is not difficult. ］
Just as "Si Mingchen" was asking Wen Zhi about his well-being, Wen Zhi noticed that Si Mingchen on his left had stopped talking.
He asked, "Don't you have anything else to say?"
Simingchen: “No.”
Wen Zhi seemed to be struck by this short word.
Although the two men looked exactly the same, their expressions were very calm, and even their voice tones were no different, he just felt that Si Mingchen on the left was angry.
Wen Zhi suddenly felt a little scared and recalled what he had just said in his mind.
He seemed to say that you two are both good, handsome and gentle?
At this point, the debate session was over.
The director asked: "Do you have an answer in your mind? If not, let's move on to the Q&A session."
Wen Zhi secretly glanced at Si Mingchen on his left, and said with a guilty tone: "I have the answer. The one on the left is real."
Not only the director, but also netizens were puzzled for a moment.
Director: “Are you sure?”
Wen Zhi: "Yes, sure."
The director paused for a moment and said, "I declare that Wen Zhi wins."
Suddenly, Si Mingchen's face was shown on the screen. He did not look surprised by winning the game. Instead, he stared at Wen Zhi meaningfully.
Wen Zhi immediately gestured "yes" to Si Mingchen, "Am I smart? I can recognize you immediately by using some provocation."
Si Mingchen smiled wryly: "Smart."
Wen Zhi laughed dryly twice, turned around angrily and packed his luggage.
[So what method did Wen Zhi use? ］
What the hell is the method of provoking someone? ］
[I also didn’t understand Wen Zhi’s tricks. ］
On the return cruise, Wen Zhi held Si Mingchen's hand affectionately and whispered softly: "I knew you would be jealous, so I said that on purpose to make you ignore me."
Siming glared at him: "So that's how it is."
Wen Zhi: "Well, I know you too well."
Si Mingchen was so angry that he laughed. He really wanted to ask Wen Zhi about the color of **, but because of the camera, he didn't say much.
“Do I talk a lot?”
Wen Zhi saw that Si Mingchen was planning to settle the score later, so he softened his tone and said, "That's right. You are just a little more talkative than your usual steady, handsome self."
Simingchen chuckled: "Yeah."
Seeing that he was in a good mood, Wen Zhi did not explain any more and quickly changed the subject.
After returning to the cabin, the four guests who stayed behind came over to ask about their luxurious island life. After hearing this, they were filled with envy and asked the program team if there was any chance to reward them with another day trip to the island.
Three days passed in a flash and the two continued to live their lives as usual.
Wen Zhi is very satisfied with his current life. He even picked some peppers from the vegetable area specially planted by the program crew in the jungle and placed them next to the eaves to dry.
These days, the guests' tasks are relatively easy, and they all rely on playing small games to obtain ingredients and cook their own meals.
Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen have very regular schedules and work and rest schedules, and they cooperate well with each other. When cooking, one of them is responsible for cooking, while the other is responsible for helping.
Of course, in addition to helping out, Wen Zhi was mainly responsible for eating.
Every night before going to bed, Wen Zhi would think, isn’t this the free and easy life he has been looking forward to?
On this day, the two had just finished participating in a small game organized by the program team and won two bags of rice. Si Mingchen suddenly received an emergency call. His expression changed slightly and he avoided the photographer to answer the phone.
Wen Zhi was fiddling with the rice and looking at Si Mingchen. He waited for him to finish packing the rice, but Si Mingchen still didn't come back.
In the past two days, Wen Zhi has learned many cooking methods from Si Mingchen and has become very interested in cooking recently.
He decided to make some scrambled eggs with tomatoes and some cucumber and black fungus and wait for Simingchen to come back.
Half an hour later, Si Mingchen came in from outside, followed by the director who looked hurried.
Wen Zhi looked up and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"
The director motioned him into the bedroom.
In the bedroom, the three were discussing Si Mingchen's temporary departure.
It turned out that Si Sheng had an emergency and the situation was quite serious, so Si Mingchen needed to rush back for a few days.
Wen Zhi knew that Si Mingchen was recording a program and the company would not suddenly call to disturb him unless it was absolutely necessary.
"It's okay, go ahead and come back to me when you're done." Wen Zhi bent down and squatted, ready to help Si Mingchen pack his luggage.
Si Mingchen had a complicated expression. He squatted beside Wen Zhi and took his hand: "Zhizhi, I'm sorry."
Wen Zhi: "No need to say sorry, I'm fine. I'll be relieved if you take care of the company's urgent matters. When you go back, be sure to let me know that you are safe. Don't worry, remember to eat on time, and don't let your body collapse. If you need my help, tell me."
Si Mingchen felt sad at the moment, especially after seeing Wen Zhi put the chocolate biscuits they won as a prize the day before in his suitcase, he felt mixed emotions.
"Leave the cookies. Eat them when you're hungry."
Wen Zhi shook his head: "It's okay, you can eat on the way."
Because what happened to Si Sheng was a commercial secret, the program team temporarily turned off the camera in the bedroom. The audience couldn't see the picture and became very anxious, fearing that something might have happened.
After a moment, three people appeared in the camera.
Si Mingchen left with the suitcase.
Wen Zhi followed behind: "When will the car come to pick you up?"
Si Mingchen: "Right away, they were almost there when I called."
Wen Zhi felt that something was wrong, and hesitated to speak: "Is it because of Sang..."
"Not sure yet." Si Mingchen placed his hand on his shoulder, "Take care of yourself and wait for me to come back."
Wen Zhi: “I know.”
The black sedan was already on standby, and Assistant Wen stepped out with a tired look in his eyes.
Si Mingchen got in the car and took one last look at Wen Zhi: "I have downloaded many recipes on the tablet. If you don't know how to cook, call me and I will teach you."
Wen Zhi certainly wouldn't disturb Si Mingchen and cause him trouble, but he still nodded: "Okay."
"Be sure to turn off the gas after use, and be careful not to cut your hands when using a kitchen knife. Close the windows before going to bed at night, and don't sleep with your head facing the window."
Wen Zhi pursed her lips and nodded heavily: "Yes."
After saying goodbye, Si Mingchen got in the car and left.
Until Si Mingchen's back went away and disappeared completely. Wen Zhicai reluctantly withdrew his gaze and said to himself: "Have a good trip."
Back in the cabin, Wen Zhi explained Si Mingchen's situation to the audience, and then apologized: "Si Si had no choice. I hope everyone doesn't mind. I'm really sorry."
When the audience saw Wen Zhi’s pitiful look, their hearts melted instantly.
[No need to apologize, baby. ］
[Actually, it’s fine as long as you don’t mind. ］
[Mr. Si didn’t mean it, he just felt sorry for Wen Zhi and she had to face it alone. ］
[Yes, other couples are in pairs, only Wen Zhi is alone. ］
[I hope Mr. Si won’t be away for too long and come back as soon as possible. ］
At this moment, Si Mingchen has entered working mode. Holding a laptop with a serious expression.
"Did you find out who it was?"
Assistant Wen: "Not yet. They are clearly well prepared. As early as a week ago, our system security network was constantly attacked by hackers, and we have been arranging programmers to repair it. But last night they hacked into the control center, and two of our funds were severely damaged. A large amount of high-end user information of Rongtong app was stolen."
Simingchen: "Have you invited Rex over?"
Rex is a world-class network security expert and has a good personal relationship with Si Mingchen.
Assistant Wen: "He is abroad and can't come here for a while, but we have invited Qi Shen's team to help us find the mastermind behind this."
Si Mingchen looked at the headache-inducing red color, frowned and asked, "Has Sang Qi been behaving himself lately?"
Assistant Wen: "Since your last instruction, the small-scale business groups established by Sang Qi have gone bankrupt one after another. He has been in a very bad situation recently and is in a lot of debt."
Si Mingchen stared into the night: "Check him."
Assistant Wen: "Okay." After a moment, he continued, "Boss Sang has been wanting to see you recently, but I refused on the grounds that you were recording a variety show."
Simingchen: "Yeah, I understand."
At night, Wen Zhi finished his dinner alone, washed the dishes and took a shower. Because there was no one else around, he seemed very silent and could only play some small games to pass the time.
At first he didn't think it was a big deal, but when he came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and saw the empty bedroom, a feeling of loneliness and loss instantly surged into his heart.
But Wen Zhi had been trying his best to endure it, fearing that Si Mingchen would know of his condition and distract him.
It was a bit cold outside today, with a sudden gust of wind and drizzling rain in the evening.
When Wen Zhi closed the window, he found that the dried peppers had not been brought in yet, so he went out to pick them.
He has always been timid and has not made any progress over the years. Facing the pitch-black night, he stood on tiptoe and tried hard to reach the peppers, his heart almost jumping out of his chest with nervousness.
Finally, all the peppers were picked, and Wen Zhi rashly carried them into the house and locked the switch.
With a long sigh, he sat down at the table and put the peppers into a box for storage.
The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and the wooden door creaked.
Wen Zhi stared out the window nervously from time to time, while humming a little tune in a relaxed manner, pretending that he didn't care.
[Hahaha, Wen Zhi looks just like me when I’m alone at home. ］
[It is indeed quite scary. Don’t forget that we are not at home, we are in the jungle. ］
[Yes, the forest is so big and there is no one around if something happens. Anyone would be panicked. ］
[I don’t know if the production team can guarantee Wen Zhi’s safety. ］
Wen Zhi saved the peppers and got into bed to sleep. When Si Mingchen was around, he basically fell asleep as soon as he lay down, but today, the slightest movement outside made him extremely sensitive.
With his hands and feet tucked into the bed, he sent a WeChat message to Si Mingchen: "I'm going to sleep now. You should also take care of yourself and tell me when you get to the company."
Si Mingchen quickly replied: "Just got off the plane."
Wen Zhi: "Have you eaten?"
Simingchen took a photo of the empty bag of chocolate biscuits for him: "Eat it."
Wen Zhi smiled and said, "Did you only eat this? Did you not eat the airplane meal?"
Simingchen: "No, I want to eat something sweet."
Wen Zhi thought Si Mingchen was in a bad mood and wanted to eat something sweet, so he comforted him: "Is the company okay?"
In order to fit in with the character of Little Stupid, Wen Zhi followed up with a sentence: "My Sisi is so capable, the difficulties are only temporary, the crisis will definitely be solved! I believe in you!"
Si Mingchen looked at Wen Zhi's WeChat and suddenly smiled.
Assistant Wen looked at Si Mingchen strangely and poured him a cup of coffee.
"Okay, thank you for your trust. Are you afraid of sleeping alone?"
Wen Zhi: "Don't be afraid, I'm very brave, I'm not a high school student anymore."
Si Mingchen: "Okay, let's contact each other tomorrow. I'm busy now."
Putting down his phone, Si Mingchen's expression softened. Assistant Wen asked, "Are you chatting with Master Wen?"
Simingchen: “Yeah.”
Assistant Wen asked with concern: "Has Young Master Wen's memory recovered? How is his health recently?"
Si Mingchen took a sip of coffee and said, "He recovered not long ago, but he refused to admit it and continued to pretend."
Assistant Wen smiled and said, "Oh, you figured it out."
Si Mingchen: "With his acting skills, only he can't see it."
Assistant Wen tried hard to hold back his laughter, not daring to mock the boss's wife's acting skills in front of the boss.
It was now very late at night, and both of them were very tired after working for seven hours straight.
Si Mingchen leaned against the front of the car and said to him, "He is thin-skinned and cares about his reputation. He was the one who proposed the divorce agreement. He is too embarrassed to come to me and talk to me. He can only continue to pretend to have lost his memory."
Special Assistant Wen: "Since Master Wen lost his memory, your relationship with him has indeed improved a lot."
Simingchen looked at the moon in the sky: "Yeah."
…
The next day, Wen Zhi was awakened by the program team's broadcast, reminding everyone to gather in the vegetable garden in half an hour.
When he went down from the cabin, holding a bun in his mouth, he found two men in uniform sitting by the pond.
The two saw Wen Zhi and nodded to him.
Wen Zhi asked: "Who are you?"
They said: "Mr. Si has negotiated with the program and asked us to protect your safety all day long in the name of the program staff."
Wen Zhi suddenly realized that there had been someone guarding downstairs last night.
"Thank you for your hard work."
The two of them quickly said: "It's not hard, this is what we should do."
At this time, the follow-up photographer also arrived at the cabin and ran to the gathering place with Wen Zhi.
Today’s task is relatively simple - pulling radishes.
Within two hours, the group that pulls the heaviest radishes wins. In order to take into account Wen Zhi's special situation, the weight of the radish that Wen Zhi pulls out will be multiplied by 2 in the end.
Everyone expressed their understanding of this.
Under the scorching sun, the fields were filled with a strong smell of rain. Because of the rain last night, the air was humid and hot.
Wen Zhi put on his long boots for working in the fields, put on his overalls, stuck his butt out and started pulling radishes. He has average strength, but he thinks he can win with his speed.
Although his result will be multiplied by 2, Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen's physical strength are not on the same level, so it is still a bit disadvantageous to act alone.
But Wen Zhi was more open-minded. After all, it was just a game. If he lost, he lost. Who could kick him out of the cabin?
At this time, the director said: "The teams that won the championship today are K and M."
When Wen Zhi heard this, his arms tumbled faster than anyone else.
He hadn't eaten a hamburger for a long time, and due to psychological suggestion, he actually smelled the scent of French fries in the field. But even though he tried hard to pull it out, he was still not as fast as Chen Zheng. The two men were really fast, and they picked two large baskets in a short while.
However, Wen Zhi did not give up because the director said the second place winner would get pizza and the third place winner would get milk tea.
Soon, Wen Zhi was panting with exhaustion and his cheeks were red. At the end of two hours, Wen Zhi, who was already sweating profusely, stared at the weight of his radishes, fearing that one would be missing.
But when I weighed myself, I was ranked last.
Wen Zhi, wearing gloves, watched the other two groups take away their burgers and pizzas. All he had in front of him were radishes and a cup of milk tea.
The assistant director kindly suggested: "Xiao Wen, I remember you like to eat kimchi and radish, you can bring some back."
Wen Zhi said "Oh", picked up a basket of radishes, held the milk tea to his chest, and left alone.
[Oh my god, Wen Zhi is so pitiful. ］
[Oh my, our baby has nothing to eat? ］
[Why? Can't you give me something to eat? Even milk tea doesn’t fill you up! Still one cup! ］
[That’s right, without Mr. Si here, Wen Zhi will definitely suffer. ］
Wen Zhi felt lucky as he walked, fortunately everyone was far away from each other, otherwise he would have felt very uncomfortable if he had to smell the smell in the wind.
The milk tea looked very sweet, so he planned to go back and stir-fry some shredded carrots and steam some buns.
The afternoon was free time for everyone. Wen Zhi was not in the room, but was drying radishes in the yard.
The photographer's working meal was also McDonald's. Before going to rest, he turned the camera in the courtyard to ensure that netizens could watch Wen Zhi drying radishes in real time.
Wen Zhi was very tired and was about to drink milk tea when he suddenly discovered that there was kiwi fruit pulp in it.
Although he is not picky about food, he has felt itchy all over after eating kiwi fruit since he was a child.
His mood instantly dropped to the bottom.
The milk tea I finally got cannot be drunk yet.
Wen Zhi put down the dried radish, supported his chin with his arm, and wanted to calm down with a wronged look on his face.
Although he is already 27, he still breaks down because he doesn't have hamburgers, French fries or milk tea.
He avoided the camera and tried to lick his wounds secretly to heal them.
[No close-up. What happened to Wen Zhi? ］
Why didn’t you drink milk tea? ］
[Wen Zhi is not feeling well. ］
[Are you missing Mr. Si? ］
[Is my Chi-Chi sad because he didn’t get to eat the hamburger? ］
At this moment, a strange noise appeared behind Wen Zhi.
He turned his head suddenly, a hint of surprise flashed across his red eyes, and his pupils slowly dilated.
Following the direction, he walked out of the camera's monitoring area and found that the drone in front of him had placed the package firmly on the ground.
He looked around hurriedly, and after making sure that there was no one around, he trotted over.
There was a fragrant smell coming from the package, and it felt warm to the touch.
Wen Zhi's greed was drawn out.
At this moment, he heard a familiar voice coming from the drone.
"Ask the technicians to see if there is a malfunction. I can't see Wen Zhi clearly, so I can't operate it for the time being."
"Hurry up, I'm worried the burgers are getting cold."
"Xiao Wen, how can I land my drone so that I can look cool and give Wen Zhi a surprise?"
Wen Zhi chuckled.
It turns out that the domineering president also worries that he is not handsome?
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