Chapter 304: Inhuman (112) (1st + 2nd) [VIP]
"Is there anyone?" Hong Conghua narrowed his eyes and subconsciously leaned over to take a look at Huangmao's phone screen.
In the Weibo post sent out an hour ago, the photo was posted by the official Weibo account of the program team, and the six guests all reposted it. When Huangmao reposted it, he also attached a solo photo of himself underwater, and released a separate video, both of which were taken by his coach underwater.
Unlike the program group's Weibo, most of the people here are Huangmao's own fans, not the audience of the variety show "Cross-border Co-living". Some people are asking about the next arrangements for the fleet, some say that the scenery of this diving base is nice, and some are questioning why Huangmao is recording the show here. There is less than a month left to the next competition. What if he loses due to lack of training? It can be seen that most people's focus is on content that has little to do with the photos.
There was one hot comment that stood out from the rest.
[Is the little black dot behind Huangmao's video a person? It seems to be waving in this direction. ]
"That's it," the yellow-haired guy nodded nervously, "Do you remember when I filmed this video, all of you were on stage, so where was the person behind me? Could this be the person who played us?"
"Isn't this normal?" Hong Conghua was puzzled. "Apart from us, there must be other people in this base, right? There was a tourist diving behind you. He waved when he saw you filming. What's so strange about that?"
She pointed to the black spot in the video and said: "This distance is quite far from us. Your fans are making a fuss, so should you. This location must be the territory of other ships or other organizations."
"But weren't we the last to leave?" Huangmao shook his shoulders and nudged Nianyu next to him, "Right? You remember, right? When we left, there was no boat on the sea."
Nian Yu glanced at him silently and typed on her phone: [There were quite a few tourists when I was shooting the video, don’t be suspicious.]
"Besides," Hong Conghua rubbed his cheek and told Huang Mao what Bai Jinshu had said, "Everyone looks exactly the same when they put on diving suits, swimming caps and diving goggles. How can you be sure whether it's the thing that's imitating us or a person?"
"Relax...at least relax now," Hong Conghua grabbed a handful of washed tomatoes from the side and stuffed them into his hands, then lay back down and took a long breath. "In front of the camera during the day, these people dare not do anything even if they want to. They can only secretly disgust people. They either pretend to be you and take people away, or appear in the surveillance camera to play a clumsy frame-up. If you are worried, you might as well take a good rest now and worry about it tonight."
The yellow-haired man held the tomatoes in both hands and said, "Hey... I think this is not right. We have been taking photos and videos for more than an hour. How can someone stay in the water without coming out? Can you guys see this thing in your videos?"
"Even if there is, can you recognize a person through the diving goggles?" Nian Yu's AI was very serious. For some reason, sometimes normal sentences would become unusually sarcastic, "Maybe they are not the same person."
"Here," Hong Conghua threw a cell phone over without even opening his eyes, "My videos are all in the album, you can take your time to look at them."
Huang Mao hurriedly caught the phone: "No... Damn it, you just threw it? My hands are full of tomatoes, how can I catch it?"
"I threw it in the direction of the sound, and he caught it," Hong Conghua opened one eye to take a look and praised, "Your body coordination is good."
"Of course it's good." Huang Mao stuffed a tomato into his mouth angrily and looked into the distance. "Hey, why haven't Ersi and the others come back yet? I'll give them a call and tell them about this."
"You get the same response no matter who you talk to." Hong Conghua curled his lips in disdain, "If you don't want to watch the video, give me your phone back."
*
Bai Jinshu glanced at his cell phone and picked up Huangmao's call.
"Ersi, why haven't you come back yet?" The yellow-haired man's voice sounded a little vague, as if he was eating something.
"I'm ready to check out. I can't answer the phone so I'm on speaker," Bai Jinshu held up his phone in one hand and pushed the shopping cart with the other. He gestured to the camera behind him, "What's the matter? Just tell me."
What he meant was that if you have something to say, don't say it.
The camera was still on his side. Huangmao was a man with many flaws and a scheming mind. Bai Jinshu was afraid that he would say something in front of the camera related to the ghost thing that imitated them, and directly reveal the matter in the live broadcast, which would eventually make the program crew become an urban legend.
Fortunately, although Huangmao's brain was sometimes not very flexible, it was still very useful at this time. After listening to Bai Jin's narration and turning on the speaker, he immediately swallowed back the words that were about to blurt out: "It's okay, it's just that you all went to buy groceries for more than half an hour, and the three of us are almost starving here, so I urged you to come back quickly."
[It was Huangmao's phone call. I thought it was from one of Ersi's friends.]
[Brother Huangmao doesn't look like he's starving to death, but he does look very bored.]
【How can you say that?】
【Brother Huangmao was online on Weibo just now, liking, commenting and replying to fans. He is still online now. 】
"Let me push it," Herbisk saw that it was inconvenient for him to push the cart with one hand and answer the phone with the other, so he took the initiative to say, "It's inconvenient for you to answer the phone."
"How much did you buy?" Huang Mao was shocked when he heard the conversation between the two people. "It shouldn't be that much, right? There are only six of us."
"We've basically picked a little bit of all the dishes," Bai Jinshu glanced at the shopping cart. "There's not just the six of us, there's also the crew and director who came to shoot with us."
The production crew rented a stall, but there were at least a dozen people surrounding them to take pictures. They couldn't just eat there while the staff members watched them eating bread, right?
This is too unemotional.
Besides, the purpose of buying things here is to promote the resort, not to have barbecue. So taking a little bit of each dish is also a form of indirect advertising, telling the audience that there are a wide variety of dishes here and barbecue is convenient for vacation.
As expected, several comments floated over:
[This camping site looks pretty good. There is a stove and a store near the beach where you can buy disposable bowls and chopsticks. There are also skewered dishes and various seasonings for sale. It's very convenient. ]
[Since there is a purchasing store, why can't we just order and have it delivered? 】
[Because this is a self-service barbecue bar, there are not so many waiters for you to use. After using the venue, you have to take away all the garbage. ]
[Self-service is like this, do it all by yourself. 】
[Speaking of which, Huang Mao is really a simple-minded and foolish son of a landlord. ]
[The yellow-haired man was acting normally, not realizing that the staff also needed to eat. ]
【Er Si's emotional intelligence also works normally.】
"What is this?" At this moment, a question from Herbisk came from behind, which attracted everyone's attention in time, and the cameraman also moved the camera over curiously.
"This? Tinfoil baked blood clots?" Bai Jinshu took a look and asked casually, "Don't you eat these internal organs and offal?"
I heard that people in foreign countries don't eat these, so it's not surprising that this big guy who works abroad doesn't eat them.
"No," Herbiskus shook his head calmly, "I've just never seen anyone eat blood, so I think it's a bit strange."
The next sentence popped up silently in the barrage:
[The detached character of Mr. He is still in his usual state. ]
[It's not surprising that you've never seen a blood clot, right? I had never seen one before I went to college. It was only when I went to college and had a barbecue with my roommates that I realized that blood clots could be eaten. ]
[Ah? Are you serious? Even if you haven't tried it, you've heard of maoxuewang, right?]
[To be honest, before I saw the real thing, I always thought that the "blood" in Maoxuewang was a figure of speech for a very spicy soup.]
As the focus of the barrage was diverted, the yellow-haired man on the other end of the phone said, "Hurry up, there are more people here now, and many customers have already started grilling. The one in front of us is so annoying. He has to grill the pork belly first, and then he has to brush oil on it while grilling. The oil dripping on the charcoal fire below is all smoke, which is not only choking but also very fragrant. The smell of charcoal fire and seasoning can be smelled on half of the barbecue beach. I..."
"Alright, alright," Bai Jinshu interrupted quickly, "We'll be back soon, stop talking."
What Huangmao said made even those who were not hungry feel hungry. The photographer holding the camera at the back visibly swallowed his saliva.
The barrage of comments started howling as expected:
[I'm already hungry. ]
[Please pause for a moment, my friend. I am here to remind you not to forget something, such as ordering takeout before they start the barbecue on the 24th, or taking the frozen meat out of the refrigerator that your mother asked you to.]
【Thank you, takeaway man. 】
[Thank you, Takeaway Man. I'm going to order takeaway. ]
[Thank you for reminding me, Xia. I remembered that my clothes were confiscated.]
[The photographer told Ersi and the others not to rush back! Walk around a little longer! We haven’t ordered takeout yet!]
The cameraman who was live-streaming on his phone shrugged: "Brother Ersi, the fans told you to go back slowly, they haven't ordered takeout yet!"
"That yellow-haired guy must have starved to death..." Bai Jinshu continued silently.
[It's okay, Ersi brother, we Huangmao can bear the hunger. ]
[It's okay, Ersi brother, Huangmao is a tough guy who won't starve to death. ]
[Brother Ersi, don't worry about Huangmao, just wander around.]
Huang Mao was probably in the live broadcast. After scrolling through the comments for a while, he angrily sent a message in the group: [Don’t worry about me, I’m just a poor guest who is about to starve to death. ]
Hong Conghua then said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. He has already eaten half a bowl of cherry tomatoes."
Thoughts: [Don’t worry, you won’t starve to death.]
"Then let's continue shopping," Bai Jinshu waved his phone towards the camera and tilted his head to count the items in the shopping cart, "The skewers... and the seasonings... the cooking oil and brushes you need for grilling, Xiaoying went to buy the tableware, um... is there anything else you haven't prepared?"
The photographer shook his head: "Everything on the list is ready."
"The three of them have also picked up the dishes they requested on the list..." Bai Jinshu compared the list one by one, "Is there anything missing?"
"Sister Conghua said she doesn't want cilantro." the photographer added.
"Shouldn't she not ask for chopped green onions?" Bai Jinshu flipped through the shopping cart and said casually, "How can barbecue have cilantro?"
[Yes, there are coriander rolls. They are wrapped in bean curd and strung together in the cabinet in front of you, brother Ersi.]
[There is no cilantro in barbecue? 】
[I strongly recommend ordering five or six skewers of cilantro rolls, so that you can play truth or dare later and let them eat the chopped green onions as punishment.]
【Second! 】
【There are still many bad people in the world. 】
A comment that was pinned to the top of the post floated over: [Give me ten bunches of cilantro for the chopped green onions. I’ll pay for the vegetables.]
The photographer looked at Bai Jinshu, and when he saw him nod, he held back his laughter and held up his phone to take out five skewers from the cabinet in front. Bai Jinshu also explained to the camera very sincerely: "My... fan friend, the program team can only get half of the money you gave to the anchor, and the platform swallowed the remaining half, so you can only get five skewers."
[Zundu Jiadu, I'll take all the coriander in this store. ]
[This requires a reward of five hundred or one thousand yuan, and all the coriander on the entire island will be sent over.]
【You guys are so bad. 】
[If you are not bad, why do you keep the comment at the top? 】
[There are bad people among the crowd! ]
Now it was Hong Conghua who was shouting in the group: [? I don’t want it! The grill that has been used to roast coriander is dirty, and I don’t want to eat other things roasted on it! ]
Huang Mao snorted and laughed: [Coriander won't kill you, don't worry.]
[Does Nianyu mean not to eat insects? 】
[Give me some grilled scorpions, quick, quick! ]
【Where are the scorpions?】
[I just saw the roasted silkworm pupae on a skewer. ]
[I remember Xiaoying said she didn’t like leeks.]
[Shouldn't we also take a few bunches of leeks? ]
[Brother Ersi said he doesn't eat spicy food, let's have some super spicy seasoning. ]
[Give He Si Lao two boxes of tin foil baked blood clots. ]
[What doesn’t Huangmao eat? ]
[Our yellow-haired brother eats everything and is very easy to raise. ]
[Oh no, this really gave him an advantage. ]
[Brother Huangmao is a simple-minded racer who eats everything. 】
[You guys are making me laugh to death. If you can’t satisfy everyone, then make everyone dissatisfied, right? 】
[I'm already looking forward to the barbecue party in a while! ]
[You guys are so bad, I like you so much. 】
Now I don’t have to think about where to go later.
Bai Jinshu and Herbisk were both purchasing food according to the list of dietary restrictions for everyone, while the other pushed a cart and walked around the food supermarket, stopping and starting to look for more than twenty minutes.
When we finally finished purchasing all the ingredients, it was almost time.
The three of them borrowed a cart from the food supermarket and pushed it towards the barbecue camp.
The sun had completely set, the sky was not completely dark yet, but the street lights in the barbecue camp were all on. Under the twinkling lights, white smoke was floating from each barbecue grill, and the aroma of the food roasted by the flames drifted with the evening breeze.
The yellow-haired boy rushed up like a starving ghost, pushing the cart and walking away.
The guests in the distance had already started to sort the ingredients and prepare them for the barbecue grill surrounded by lenses and video cameras. The photographer ran forward. Bai Jinshu stretched and walked back slowly with Herbisk.
A few tourists around recognized them, but did not come forward to ask for photos or autographs. Instead, they patted their friends around them, and the people at a table raised their sticks and greeted them.
Bai Jinshu also waved in response, looked at the table of fans, smiled and took a few photos, then turned back to continue barbecuing, and slowly let out a long breath: "If that inexplicable thing hadn't messed with me, recording the show on this small island for thirteen days would have been considered a vacation."
The pace of life in the resort is very slow. Due to the high pricing, the supporting facilities are also very complete. If it weren't for all these messy things, it would really be a very good holiday spot.
Herbisk nodded and said, "After we finish recording the show, we can consider renting a hotel villa here for a long time and come here for vacation in the future."
"That sounds good," Bai Jinshu nodded. "I'm also considering coming here for vacation. Which area of the villa do you rent for a long time? Let me know later so that we can be neighbors."
However, according to Lao Wu’s current career plan, taking a vacation can only be said to be a beautiful vision and delusion.
Although the program team has been encountering many unexpected problems, the live broadcast effect is quite good. The popularity of several guests has increased visibly. Even Herbisk, who has the least fans among all the guests, has someone saying that he is his junior high school classmate and that he sat at the same table with him in junior high school. Many junior high school photos of Herbisk were also released.
Herbisk himself responded to the gossip in the barrage: "Who? Forgot."
Thinking of this, Bai Jinshu felt inexplicably funny.
It is difficult to determine whether this is just Herbisk's personality or he has been abroad for too long and speaks directly without considering other people's thoughts at all.
"If you are coming for vacation, we can rent one for the two of us," Herbiskus suddenly said. "The holiday villa here is very big. It's spacious enough for one person, but it's just right for two people. And it's convenient for us to live together and take care of each other."
"That's fine," Bai Jinshu said, "Then call my agent, Old Wu, along. When I take a day off, he'll take a day off too, and the three of us can play here together for about half a month."
Herbisk's face suddenly fell.
Bai Jinshu:?
ah?
Does this big shot have any feud with his agent?
Come to think of it, it doesn't seem strange. After all, Old Wu's relatives... um...
Maybe someone who is still behind bars has offended Herbisk?
Before Bai Jinshu finished his speculation in his mind, he heard someone calling his name in the distance.
"Brother Ersi?"
Bai Jinshu looked up and saw that they were the diving instructors he had met a few hours ago.
"Hey, are you recording a show here?" the coach who was most familiar with him asked first.
"Yes, you are..." Bai Jinshu took a look.
"We are doing team building," the coach said very directly, "Your crew has reserved our entire agency for an afternoon. The boss is happy because he made money, so he invited us to dinner. All the people from our agency are here, and later on, a few grandsons from other agencies will also come to eat for free."
"Look, that's the seat we booked." The coach pointed to the distance.
Bai Jinshu looked over and found that the location was actually quite close to their shooting point.
The coaches who came for the team building chatted for a few words and then walked away. Bai Jinshu looked at the yellow-haired man who was actively grilling meat in the distance, and at the other guests who were sighing over the ingredients they didn't want to eat. He also pulled Herbiskes' wrist and said, "Let's go quickly, they have all started recording."
It’s okay to slack off occasionally, but not appearing on camera for a long time will not only make the variety show difficult to edit, but your screen time may also be reduced.
The two returned to the camera and the first batch of barbecue was almost done.
Six guests sat in a circle, smoke from the barbecue stove rose up, the staff also rented another barbecue grill nearby, the group of people were laughing and joking, and time passed quickly.
They were almost done with the barbecue, and the barrage of comments and the program crew started to make trouble. They really started playing Truth or Dare. Director Qiao was well prepared and took out a set of Werewolf cards and put them on the table. He also asked his personal PD and photography assistant to join in, making up the number of people required for a game of Werewolf. They made a fuss that whoever lost would have to eat the food they were forbidden to eat.
Huangmao eats everything without any restrictions. He originally wanted to take some time off to be the werewolf killer God, but he didn't expect that Director Qiao had planned it for a long time and asked the staff behind him to bring out a whole plate of bitter melon juice.
Now no one is happy anymore.
Herbisk still knew nothing, but the most important thing about Werewolf cards was not how to play, but to lie without blinking.
This big guy had a cold face and no one could tell any emotion from his face. He also didn't know how to speak and didn't provide any guidance. In the end, the yellow-haired guy who was causing trouble dragged the others and threw him out as a wolf.
The game was almost ruined due to Huangmao's interference. Bai Jinshu, as a villager card who knew nothing, tried hard to correct the situation, but no one followed him. Nianyu was killed on the first night, and Xiaoying used the prophet's trick to verify that Herbisk was not a good person. Hong Conghua didn't want to eat coriander, so when he got the hunter card and was stabbed that night, he took the innocent Bai Jinshu with a shot, thinking that he would drag down as many people as possible.
The remaining directors and assistants on the field hoped that the water would be more muddy so that the show would be more effective, and they actually cooperated with Huangmao to make trouble. In the end, the result came out. Among the three guests in the good camp, hunter Hong Conghua took away the villager Bai Jinshu, and the remaining villager Nianyu was gone in the first round. It was actually only Xiaoying and Huangmao, and the Iron Wolf Herbiskus who brazenly stabbed himself, who won.
"Damn, Herbisk, you are actually a wolf, and I am still speaking for you. Who is the prophet in this game?" Hong Conghua shouted, slamming the table.
"Me." Director Qiao smiled.
"You didn't even refute Xiaoying's claim to be a prophet?" Hong Conghua slammed the table loudly.
"What do I have to refute?" Director Qiao calmly took a sip of water. "It's so fun. Besides, I don't have to eat cilantro if I lose."
"Sister Conghua, the cilantro is ready!" A staff member stared at her incredulous expression and stuffed a bunch of roasted cilantro into her hand.
The way Hong Conghua looked at the bunch of coriander was as if he was looking at something extremely evil.
"Eat quickly," Director Qiao smiled, "There's still another plate after you finish it."
Bai Jinshu and Nian Yu next to them were also stuffed with a string of roasted green peppers and a string of roasted silkworm pupae respectively.
Hong Conghua obviously didn't want to accept his fate.
She hesitated in front of the camera holding up the roasted coriander, and seeing that she could no longer deny it, she was about to open her mouth.
Just then, there was a commotion not far away.
Bai Jinshu looked up and saw the table where the diving instructors were sitting.
Hong Conghua seemed to have seen a savior: "Hey, hey, hey, director, something seems to have happened over there. Let's go check it out! It's really interesting!"
She threw the roasted coriander on the table, snatched the live broadcast phone and ran towards the table. She was so fast that the staff couldn't react.
"Hey, she's escaping punishment!" Huangmao shouted and ran over.
Everyone looked at each other, and several staff members looked at each other. Nian Yu put the roasted silkworm pupae on the table and ran over as if he had been pardoned.
Bai Jinshu shrugged and was about to follow him when he saw a hand reaching out from behind him and putting his roasted green peppers on the table: "Don't be so naive."
He looked back and saw Herbiskus pointing at two people in the distance with his chin: "They both owe you money, what are you still eating?"
Bai Jin said: "...I was planning to let it go."
He blinked, and pulled Herbiskes's sleeve when the other party's expression was unreadable: "Let's go?"
A group of staff members ran over here, leaving only the two of them.
Anyway, they didn't need two more people. They walked over slowly and saw that the table was surrounded by a group of people. Hong Conghua stood in the middle holding the mobile phone used for live broadcast and asked formally: "So what happened just now?"
The coach she caught was obviously a bit socially anxious. Facing the countless cameras and the gazes of the audience behind the cameras, his face flushed with embarrassment: "Um...can I ask why you ask this? Haven't you finished filming the show?"
"We care about you! We are very enthusiastic! We are all Lei Feng!" Hong Conghua's eyes were shining, filled with messages like "Quickly tell me something big so I don't have to eat coriander." "What happened? Tell me quickly!"
The coach scratched his head awkwardly: "Um...did I really say that? It's just that...a guest is missing."
"He disappeared while diving. It was dark and visibility was very low at the beach. The coach from the organization next door called us to go back and help look for him."
"This..." he asked in a low voice, "Can you say this in front of the camera? Why don't you edit it out in post-production?"
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