After the game rules were announced, the production team quickly set up the game area.
The three groups stood in three vertical rows, and unfortunately, Zhu Jinzhao and Shi Jing's team was sandwiched in the middle row.
On the left were Su Ying and Zhu Mingyue, and on the right were Fang Lei and Li Weiwan. All the people Zhu Jinzhao had offended had gathered around.
Looking at his two formidable competitors, Xiao Chen's heart pounded with nervousness.
“Jinzhao.” She walked to Zhu Jinzhao’s side, leaning against her weakly and helplessly. “What should we do? We’re surrounded by them.”
"Don't be afraid." Despite being watched by six pairs of eyes, Zhu Jinzhao remained calm. "They can't come and cause trouble until the mission is completed. Relax."
Xiao Li couldn't hold back: "But what if we don't have any teamwork? Wouldn't that mean we can't be the first to complete the task?"
"If there's no tacit understanding, then let's cultivate it. Fear and anxiety alone won't solve anything." Shi Jing casually walked up to Zhu Jinzhao with his hands in the pockets of his wide-leg jeans.
He got his clothes dirty while lying under the bed in the morning, so he changed into a sleeveless t-shirt and deliberately distressed wide-leg jeans in the afternoon.
The jeans themselves aren't anything special; the only interesting thing is his upper body.
The sleeveless t-shirt revealed his arms clearly, and he didn't even need to exert any effort to show off the perfect muscle lines on his arms.
Coupled with his strikingly handsome face and tall, slender figure, he could become the center of attention among all the guests simply by standing there without doing anything.
Just as he walked towards Zhu Jinzhao, Ning Shi next door stared at him with starry eyes for a long time.
He thought he was handsome enough, but Zhu Jinchao just couldn't be attracted to him!
No, it wasn't that she wasn't attracted; she simply didn't notice that Shi Jing had changed her clothes that afternoon.
"How do we develop chemistry?" Her mind was full of games, and her gaze towards Shi Jing was clear and without a trace of impurity.
Shi Jing: "..."
[Hahahaha! I, Young Master Shi, am practically ready to open my peacock feathers to attract a mate, but today I'm still only concerned with games!]
[It's a sure thing! Seeing Zhu Jinzhao like this, I knew this game was in the bag! Lei Zi and his team are definitely going to win!]
[La la la, the incredibly clever Zhu Jinzhao has finally found her weakness!]
[...Don't get too cocky, okay? Even though Jinzhao and Shijing don't have much teamwork, that doesn't mean the other groups do. Maybe the other two groups aren't even as well-coordinated as Jinzhao and Shijing.]
[Exactly! Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Even if our Chaochao is just feeding chickens while using his speedometer, he's still better than the other two groups!]
"...I'll just follow your orders." Shi Jing had prepared a lot of boastful things to say, but after seeing Zhu Jinzhao's gaze, he immediately lost the desire to say them.
Even if he were to hang himself up in front of a piece of wood, Zhu Jinzhao would still think he was swinging on a swing.
So frustrating!
Assistant Director: "To be fair, the production team has prepared the same charades question for each team. When the game starts, the two people responsible for guessing the question will each receive a tablet. Once you guess the answer, just write it down on the tablet and submit it."
"Friendly reminder: If you don't want your answers to be copied by your competitors, please try to keep quiet."
"Not going to talk?" Ning Shi was taken aback by this request. "How can I guess if I don't talk? Am I just going to bury my head in my work and frantically type on the tablet?"
“No,” Zhu Mingyue explained from the other side. “The assistant director said to ‘try’ not to talk, but if you can’t do that, then of course you can still talk. As long as you’re not afraid that other people will hear the answers you’ve guessed.”
“…Then I’d better not say anything.” Ning Shi made a decisive choice. More than being unable to speak, she was afraid that someone else would steal the answer she had painstakingly guessed.
"Alright, we can get ready to play the game!" The assistant director suddenly raised his voice, drawing everyone's attention to the game.
"The tablets have been distributed. Now, each group, please select one person to draw the question and have them stand at the front of the line."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Jinzhao consciously stepped to the front of the line. Li Weiwan and Zhu Mingyue followed her out.
The assistant director glanced at the three of them, then handed them the game booklet.
With everything ready, the assistant director cleared his throat and announced loudly, "The charades game officially begins! Now, please have the person who is drawing the question create the picture!"
As soon as they finished speaking, the three people who drew the questions simultaneously tore open the first question, and a moment later, they all showed expressions of extreme horror.
"!!!!" Zhu Jinzhao's eyes widened, his mouth gaped open, and he looked as if he had been struck by lightning.
"World War I!" she mouthed the abstract question, wondering if the production team had been driven mad by the bombardment of World War I.
[Hahahaha! What the hell is this topic?! Even a god couldn't draw it!]
World War I? Is that even a question a human could come up with?
[Haha, we were so busy arguing about which of the three groups had better teamwork that we completely forgot about the production team!]
[The password guy is really stirring things up! Let's all just admit defeat.]
"Chao Chao, hurry up and draw!" Shi Jing didn't understand why Zhu Jinchao was standing there blankly, so he urged her anxiously.
"...Okay." Zhu Jinzhao responded weakly after several seconds, then turned his head and gave him a blank smile.
"I'll draw, I'll start drawing right now."
She picked up her paintbrush, lowered her head, and began to draw something on the canvas as if she were constipated.
She first drew a big "1", then drew several stick figures fighting on both sides of the drawing board, and finally randomly drew the flags of several countries behind the stick figures.
After finishing the drawing, he was the first to hold up the drawing board and show the picture to Shi Jing and Xiao Li.
Shi Jing glanced at it once, and his brows furrowed into a tight knot.
"...How many words?" He looked completely bewildered.
Zhu Jinzhao counted the numbers and held up the number "seven" to him.
“Seven words…” Shi Jing turned his head to look at Xiao Li. Even though he was so anxious that he was burning with anger, he did not forget to communicate with Xiao Li in a whisper.
"Seven characters! There are seven characters in this painting. Can you guess what they are?"
Xiao Li stood there blankly with his hands outstretched, frantically counting on his fingers, and ten seconds later wrote down his answer on the tablet.
Stick figures are fighting!
"No, no!" Zhu Jinzhao shook his head frantically, poking the "one" on the drawing board with his paintbrush, and then went to light the national flags behind the stick figures one by one.
Shi Jing's eyes followed her paintbrush the entire time. He racked his brains trying to combine the "one" and the "national flag," and after a while, he suddenly shouted, "I know!"
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