After Mo Yijiu, Tang Yuan and Ding Zhengyang passed, one poured a small half a cup, and the other poured a full cup, and when it came to the present, only No. 3 and No. 4 remained. Her luck is also absolute, and she shook out six points, which was the first to pour the bottom, and half of it was gone, and there was no need to draw lots, which was extremely easy.

Everyone admired it miserably, gave her a nickname, Sister Six, and said that she would definitely return to the first place when she played flying chess. How is it possible! Zeng Jinjin didn't like this nickname at all, so he quickly asked Shen Kexin to pick it up.

"Look at me shaking three, four, six!! yay, yay, ......" A series of divine chatter, the gambling cup calmed down, Shen Kexin slowly opened it, looked at it, and immediately exclaimed: "Oh my God! What the hell......! Teacher Ding!"

She slashed at Ding Zhengyang, and Ding Zhengyang doggedly presented the lottery box: "Sister Kexin, you still have a chance to turn the tables." ”

Shen Kexin reached in and touched one, and while opening it, she expressed her determination and said that she was willing to do whatever she wanted, and she wouldn't drink this glass of wine anyway.

"Okay, I'll see what's written on this. Laugh at the person sitting across from you within a minute, and if you succeed, drink for you. After Shen Kexin finished speaking, he looked at Chai Junshi with ill will.

"Heh, there's a drama now. I applied to be a moderator. Xin Haoge volunteered without fear, while Shen Kexin was full of confidence.

The two got up and looked at each other to get ready, and Xin Haoge looked at his watch and gave an order. Shen Kexin's chin raised and threw out a sentence: "Do you drink or do I drink?"

Chai Junshi was stunned, and reacted for 3 seconds before he pulled the corners of his mouth extremely unnaturally, which can be regarded as a smile.

"Hey, how can there be such a water?" Mo Yijiu was dissatisfied with the smirk when he looked at Chai Jun, but Shen Kexin was arrogant: "Idol, you are only allowed to help Teacher Zeng drink, and Chai Jun is not allowed to help me drink?"

Mo Yijiu was irrefutable, raised his hand and surrendered: "I lost at will, you are free." ”

Zeng Jinjin supported his chin with one hand and said to Mo Yijiu with a smile: "Sister Yi, do you admit that you like me the most among the seven people?" Hey, I know. ”

Without waiting for Mo Yijiu to answer, Ding Zhengyang answered angrily: "Teacher Zeng, don't be sentimental, Sister Yi just said that she likes the Yin family the most, isn't it, Sister Yi?"

"No, I lied to you just now, okay next!"

Chai Jun drank two full cups before and after, not wanting Shen Kexin to lose his stomach for a long time, and when it was his turn, he was hit by half a cup.

"Actually, this game was designed to prank me, right? He drew a lot, and this time it was fine, just to answer the question.

[Tell us the age of our first love, and describe your first love.] 】

It's still a sensitive issue. I am glad that it is not myself who wants to answer this question, after all, if the real answer is spoken, it will definitely be regarded as pretending to be pure.

"Hey, I think I can type these words on the screen in the later stage: chai-big-handsome-brother-love-history-big-up-bottom. ”

"Agreed! Add a circle after it, and there is a [secret] inside!"

Xin Haoge and Ding Zhengyang sang and harmonized, and Chai Junshi smiled awkwardly and shook his hand: "There is not so much that cannot be said." My first love was seventeen years old, and my first love was a school girl who was one year below me, with short hair and round eyes, and often asked me to play ball together. Later, she moved and changed schools, and they were not together. ”

"Sporty girl...... Ding Zhengyang compared the appearance of an interview with a microphone: "So may I ask, what made you change the type of girl you like?"

"I didn't ...... Cough...... The note didn't ask for an answer to the question, thank you. ”

Chai Jun dodged over, and it was Mo Yijiu's turn again. The glass with the wine keeps the number of four......

"If everyone doesn't drink, it's easy to get hit. ”

Sure enough, Mo Yijiu took the lead and shook it. Half a cup was nothing to her, but she drew lots anyway, and the sign read: "Please use one word to describe the four people sitting opposite." ”

"It's simple. One word, woman. ”

Everyone didn't react, and they couldn't wait for the next step, and after a while, they started talking......

"What the hell is the answer?"

"All four of them have to describe it. ”

"I'll go! I just reacted! Sister Yi, you said I'm also a woman?"

Mo Yijiu nodded: "Then I'll change it, non-male." One word for four people. ”

"Hahahaha......"

"What, Sister Yi, you will be hacked like this, don't you know? The majority of gay cells will be angry!"

"I don't know who didn't admit that he was a man before and pushed me, the only man, to be the captain. ”

"Well, I don't have anything to say. ”

Ding Zhengyang sat down, but the director spoke: "Sister Yi's answer just now is opportunistic, it doesn't count, it must be described one by one." ”

Mo Yijiu pouted and admitted: "Okay, I'll be serious." ”

"Ding Zhengyang - virtuous. "I'm obviously tall and handsome!"

"Was, and now - beautiful. "Wait, Sister Yi, this sounds a bit superficial!"

"Shen Kexin-Xiao Gongju. "That's right, I'm a little princess!"

"Ren Zhen - seriously. "Hmm? Am I being perfunctory?" ”

Except for Shen Kexin, the three were not satisfied, but Mo Yijiu put on an undeniable expression.

The next Tang Yuan was very capable of eliminating an empty wine glass, and it was Ding Zhengyang's turn, and everyone was waiting for him to be recruited with great interest. Basically, there is no suspense, and I will pick one in the drinking lottery. Ding Zhengyang just wanted the people behind him not to take advantage of it, and he couldn't drink this wine, so he drew lots: "Choose one person by your side, the princess hugs or is hugged by the princess, and turns around three times in place." ”

I felt like I was being struck head-on. As soon as he turned his head, Ding Zhengyang smiled maliciously: "Teacher Zeng, can you hold me?"

She shook her head, and the other party immediately said: "Then only I am holding you." With that, he lifted her out of her chair.

"Ahh

Zeng Jinjin screamed again and again, but the others applauded, turned down three times, but they didn't get dizzy, but they kept worrying about their backs, and whether the skirt that was less than their knees would float up and go away. It's just ...... It's too pit.

"Mr. Zeng's beautiful back feels great. Ding Zhengyang rubbed his hands.

Zeng Jin glared angrily, and Mo Yi killed the past sentence: "You think so much about a gay, obscene." ”

Ding Zhengyang was not angry, patted his chest and said, "Fortunately, I'm gay, otherwise ......"

Zeng Jinjin couldn't let him go down anymore, so he cut his hair and quickly shook the dice, and if he didn't come at 6 o'clock, he shook the half cup that the soup was far away. Anyway, let's draw a lot first.

[Sing the last sentence of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.] 】

Zeng Jinjin threw down the note and was about to drink, but the others desperately encouraged her to sing!

"Sing what on TV. ”

"Teacher Zeng, you are so reluctant to sing, Sister Yi will not want to play with you in the future. ”

"It's just that the ambitions are not the same. ”

"It's so boring to drink, sing. ”

Zeng Jin was forced to be unable to do so, looking at Mo Yijiu, the other party smiled and said: "You don't have to sing so high." ”

So, Zeng Jinjin used a string of "This is the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" that was n octaves lower to complete the heroic mission, Mo Yijiu was good, and complained: "This is the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau with the most strength and height I have ever heard." ”

Eight people have drawn all the lots in the box round by round, and the game is finally over. Everyone was tossed unclearly, all kinds of embarrassing questions that were not taboo, all kinds of embarrassing requirements, and the transfer of various drinking tasks, even if they all chose to draw lots, there were still a lot of wine cans. Still, I'm glad to do so.

This round is finally over, the time is almost 11 o'clock, and the program team also assigned homework, sent seven envelopes and stationery to each person, and asked to write a letter to the rest of the companions, and hand it over to their respective program assistants early tomorrow morning. As for the content of the letter, it will not be released on the show without the permission of both parties, so you can speak freely.

Zeng Jin took the letter back to his room, picked up the pen, and wrote their names on each piece of stationery. She didn't expect this trip to end in such a joyful form, without a single tear, as if there would be tomorrow tomorrow. It wasn't until I got these letterheads and envelopes that I finally realized that, by the way, tomorrow was a parting.

She is not a writer, but she has been dealing with body language for a longer time than words. Although she can't express her love and gratitude to each guest in a sprinkling chapter, she strives to make her every sentence seem sincere.

After writing six letters in one go, when it came to Mo Yijiu, the tip of the pen seemed to not move, and there were too many things to say, and it was too chaotic to sort out his thoughts......

While he was hesitating, there was a knock on the door of the room......