"Guess the fruit."

Everyone in the yacht looked at each other, although they had played many games, and many of them were from the night club, but they didn't know what to guess the fruit meant.

"Explain, Raomu."

Master Zu said.

Rao Meng raised a finger and said seriously: "Guess the fruit, it means, we take a piece of black cloth to cover the fruit, and then guess what the fruit below is through the shape of the black cloth." ”

Seeing that Rao Meng said it seriously, all the big anchors were stunned.

What is the meaning of this game?

This thought hangs on everyone's mind.

Why don't you go and play dice?

There was silence for a few seconds.

Suddenly, one of the female anchors of Liontooth clapped her hands and said with a smile: "This is fun, this is fun when you hear it, or let's play this." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the anchors immediately laughed, exchanged heads, and praised each other: "This is fun, I haven't played it." ”

Song Wenbin looked at Rao Meng in confusion, completely unaware of what medicine she was selling in her gourd. I saw Rao Meng clapping his palms, and a black-haired woman came down the deck, which was the strange woman wearing a mask and wearing high heels he saw just now. The woman had now taken off her high heels, and was wearing very ordinary slippers and a blue cleaning coat, and carried a plate with a silver plate and black cloth on it.

She respectfully came to the crowd, politely took the plate, and brought it to the side of the operating table to get busy.

Song Wenbin frowned and looked at the busy back of this woman, he couldn't notice it in the darkness just now, but at this moment in the light, he felt as if he had seen this masked maid somewhere. But the people he had been seeing lately had experienced so much that he couldn't remember who this woman was, and only felt a little familiar.

Rao Meng blinked, raised her fingers, and said to the major anchors present: "Since it is a fruit guess, you can also let your fans guess together, if you guess correctly, we will arrange a small gift to be distributed for free~"

As she spoke, she bent down and took out a brand-new apple14 from under the cabinet, and said, "We have prepared a thousand apples today, which are gifts for fans, and if anyone can guess the fruit, they can have a chance to get the latest apple." ”

The big anchors on the side applauded one after another, while talking to the fans in their live broadcast room about the game rewards. Because of this amazing reward, soon the popularity of the major live broadcast rooms began to soar, and all kinds of barrages began to soar, if you can get free apples just by sending a barrage lottery, then no one will refuse to send a barrage and watch it.

Song Wenbin watched all this happen, and faintly sensed that something was wrong, a thousand apples may not be anything to investors. But it takes a lot of work to prepare in advance, so isn't this game a temporary idea?

After a moment of busyness, the black-haired woman slowly turned around, she held the plate, and stood elegantly in place, motionless.

The plate was covered with a black cloth with a bulge on it.

Rao Meng stood beside the black-haired maid, bent down and smiled: "Let's guess what kind of fruit is under this cloth." ”

Song Wenbin looked at the bulge on the plate that was shaped like a ball, not very regular, and estimated that it should be a coconut, but the perennial risky caution made him not dare to speak, just sat in place.

Brother Lei on the side sat down close to Song Wenbin, quietly poured him a glass of champagne, and asked in a low voice, "I'm tired of teacher, what do you think is that?" ”

Song Wenbin shook his head and didn't speak.

Brother Lei smiled and clinked glasses with him, and Song Wenbin took a shallow sip.

"Coconut! I guess that's a coconut! ”

A female anchor who fights sharks said.

As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone said that it was a coconut, and occasionally a few unbelieving anchors said that it was a small watermelon. More than a dozen fans in the live broadcast room of the big anchor brushed the coconuts with the barrage, not that they didn't want to be funny and brush something else, because if they guessed correctly, there would be a reward.

Seeing that everyone had expressed their position, Rao Meng nodded and lifted the black cloth. Underneath it is indeed a coconut.

Those who guessed cheered, and those who didn't laugh awkwardly. The brunette woman put down her plate and placed an iPhone in front of each guessed anchor.

Although these rewards are nothing for a big streamer, the free rewards are such a simple game, and there is no difference between picking up money for nothing, no one will refuse to pick up money for nothing, so everyone is very happy.

Only Song Wenbin frowned, this game is obviously not interesting, or keep playing, the organizer of this game, isn't he, a cheap investor, no different from a good money boy.

Rao Meng nodded and said, "The first round is just a trial round, and from the next round, everyone here will participate in this game, including myself, do you understand?" ”

"Understood!" Everyone said happily.

Rao Meng smiled and nodded to the black-haired maid, and the woman lifted the black cloth from the plate.

Sure enough, it was a green coconut.

The crowd burst out laughing.

Song Wenbin didn't understand what was funny about this, but he still laughed behind and was polite.

Then, the black-haired maid went to prepare again, and Song Wenbin looked at the back of the maid, and the more he looked at it, the more strange it became. He really felt as if he had seen this man somewhere.

After a jingle of preparations, the maid turned around, this time the bulge under the black cloth was not too big, but it was crooked.

After the previous round of rewards, everyone was lively, and they all pointed to the plate and smiled: "I know, this is a banana, this is a banana!" ”

The crowd watching the barrage was also there one after another, and the bananas kept brushing.

Song Wenbin also thinks that it is a banana, but he also thinks that this game reveals a strange atmosphere everywhere.

Sure enough, the girl named Rao Meng smiled: "It's not good for you to talk about bananas, our protagonist hasn't spoken yet." What do you think it is? ”

Song Wenbin hurriedly smiled and replied, "Didn't you speak either." ”

“emmmmmm….”

Rao Meng looked at the cloth and thought for a moment, "I think it's a banana too!" ”

"Then it has to be a banana." Song Wenbin said firmly.

The maid lifted the cloth, and sure enough, it was a banana.

Everyone laughed, Song Wenbin also laughed, and similarly, he also received a mobile phone. So the maid went down again and prepared.

The atmosphere seems to be becoming more and more alive in the midst of such endless rewards, with streamers holding their new phones and interacting with their own viewers, and the onlookers becoming more and more onlookers as time goes by. It's too tempting to send a barrage to smoke iphone14, and the barrage on each anchor's mobile phone is densely brushed.

The third time, the maid was ready and turned around.

The black cloth on the plate was slightly raised, fist-sized, pointed.

"Ahh It's a peach!! ”

Nami-chan, the female anchor of Shark Fighting, couldn't wait.

"I look like a peach, too!" The first affectionate said: "Rao Meng, add a little difficulty, this is too easy to guess." ”

"It does look like a peach." Xiao Xiaolang said with a grin: "If you continue to guess like this, Boss Rao will go bankrupt." ”

Song Wenbin glanced at Brother Lei's mobile phone next to him, and sure enough, it was densely packed with peaches, indeed, the shape of that thing was very similar to peaches.

But at this time, Rao Meng said, "Do you think it looks like a peach?" I think it's a lot like watermelon. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

They looked at each other, not knowing for a moment what this guy was talking about.

Watermelon, that thing is probably a lot bigger than the one on the plate. A fist-sized fruit, no matter how you look at it, will not be a watermelon.

"Boss, you're not kidding. Watermelon... How can watermelon fit on such a large plate? Nami-chan asked confusedly.

"You have a point, but I think it's like a watermelon, what should I do?" Rao Meng said helplessly: "Look, it's round, it's like a watermelon." ”

Song Wenbin opened his mouth slightly, the bad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, he looked around, and saw the dense barrage of peaches on Brother Lei's mobile phone, and a chill surged in his heart for a while.

Oh no, it's covered!

Sure enough, Rao Meng turned her head, looked at Song Wenbin with some confusion, and asked, "I'm tired of Mr., what do you think, what is under this black cloth, is it a peach or a watermelon." ”

looked at Rao Meng's sweet smile, as well as the dark eyes of the tray maid, and the confused eyes of the dozen or so big anchors around.

Boundless fear suddenly swept over Song Wenbin. This fear has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, accumulating layer by layer with the passage of thousands of years, and it is almost terrifying when it awakens.

In a trance, he saw himself sitting on the throne, the dark hall, looking at the feminine man sitting down, the man pointed to the animal in the iron cage, and smiled: "This is a horse." ”

The almost maddening chill caused goosebumps to erupt all over my body, almost screaming. He didn't face the truth of this land as he did now, there was no past, no future, no boundaries, no birth, no death, only now, everything is now, it's now, it's now!

"I... I can't see clearly, this cloth is too dark..."

Song Wenbin stammered: "I... I can't guess..."

Yes!!!!!

He was screaming wildly inside.

Dead!!!

Dead!!!

It's full of people, and they're still live-streaming!!

It's a dead deal!!!

"Hahaha."

Rao Meng laughed, and she jerked off the black cloth on the plate.

With everyone gasping.

On that plate, there was indeed a peach-shaped object.

"Whew..."

The beautiful Nami-chan patted her chest, took a long breath, and said, "I'll just say, how can a watermelon be so big, it's really a peach." ”

But she is the only one who says this, and some male anchors with rich experience, such as Brother Lei, First Affectionate, and Xiao Xiaolang, are all silent at the moment, their faces are extremely solemn, and they are silent.

Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, Nami-chan looked around in confusion and asked, "Huh?" Am I not right, this is obviously ......"

"I'm tired of teachers." Raomi interrupted Nami-chan's broken thoughts in a loud voice, "Now, do you see clearly? ”

Song Wenbin looked at the thing on the plate, his heart was beating wildly, he had been to so many countries and so many places, he swore that his heart rate had never beaten so fast, but he was afraid that it had jumped to 160.

"I—" he swallowed hard and asked rhetorically, "You?" See... Is it? ”

"I see it clearly."

Rao Meng lifted the peaches on the plate and said loudly, "This is a watermelon." ”

In an instant, a huge chill swept through every anchor present, as a group of pure Chinese, they all awakened the memories imprinted in their blood at this moment, and clearly understood what was happening at the moment. The moment they understood, the blood on everyone's faces faded clean.

"I'm tired of the teacher~ You, do you see clearly?" Raomon asked.

Cold sweat slipped down Song Wenbin's temples bit by bit. Yu Guang glanced at the barrage, and the barrage was densely packed with all of them, some people were brushing peaches, and some people were tired of brushing.

My life is at rest.

Rao Meng continued: "Just now, some people here said that this is a peach, but I don't think it's a peach, it's a watermelon. It's really rare, am I wrong, I hate the teacher, you have traveled to so many countries, you must have seen a lot of things. Come, tell me, what is this fruit? ”

"This...."Song Wenbin was unusually puzzled: "Can I not say it?" ”

"There's nothing so smart about it, and if you don't say it, it means giving up." Rao Mengping held the thing and whispered, "Give up everything." ”

It's ridiculous...

Song Wenbin muttered in his heart.

He could never have imagined that such an absurd and strange thing would happen to him one day, and he didn't want to make any response to this kind of question at all, he wanted to walk away.

But he can't go, because now in the sea, he can't say, because this is the real situation that happened in front of him, and the one holding the peach is his investor.

Can he follow her words and say watermelon? Of course not, that's just crazy, now so many mobile phones are aimed at him, so many big anchors' live broadcasts, plus the activity of smoking iphones, the number of people watching the live broadcast now is only afraid that it has exceeded 10 million, this scale of viewing, such a terrible number of people, as long as he dares to say that this thing is a watermelon, he will definitely be ruined and stinky for 10,000 years.

This stench can almost catch up with the eunuch of the Qin Dynasty, and even surpass it, because he is a real eunuch, and there was no live broadcast at that time, so if you want to say that a man without that thing is psychologically distorted, others can understand it. But now, in front of so many audiences and so many pairs of eyes, if he, as a normal man, said that this thing was a watermelon, then he would no longer have to mix in this land with this level of stench.

As for going to space, it's even more fucking...

Under any circumstances, the state will not allow a person who refers to peaches as melons to go into space, which must be a huge damage to the credibility of the entire society.

So is it a peach?

Song Wenbin's lips squirmed a few times, but looking at Rao Meng's grinning face, and the deep pupils under the mask of the strange maid next to him, how did Song Wenbin say the word "peach".

There is no doubt that it was so easy to get a huge yacht, to invite so many big anchors from different platforms, and even to get himself on the boat, even Li Kai was found, in order to attract the audience to watch the live broadcast, thousands of iPhones were spilled out with a wave of his hand. The strength and energy of this investor are unfathomable, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the strongest energy that Song Wenbin has ever seen in such a big life.

However, such a powerful energy did not get along with him amicably, but put him in such a dilemma, which was by no means immediate, but premeditated. Maybe from the time he went to space, or even earlier, since she invested in this show, she had already thought of such a play.

At this point, Song Wenbin couldn't understand the investor's thoughts, but the warning and cold eyes made him believe that as long as he said that this thing was a peach, everything about himself would almost instantly come to naught.

There is no need to think about going to space, the efforts of colleagues and myself for months will come to naught in a moment, and the seal's previous crazy momentum, in the end, if in exchange for a launch cancellation, then he will undoubtedly become the laughing stock of the whole world. Whatever meets Musk, what extraordinary journey, what future, and what development may be cut in half in an instant.

Maybe he can leave a name in history, maybe netizens will praise him, or maybe he can keep his reputation. But how could Song Wenbin, who has been on the Internet for more than ten years, not know that his reputation after death is useless to his life. Fame can't be eaten, reputation can't support itself, it can't feed the workers in the factory, as well as Huo Yu and Sutina, Bao Li and the film crew, and even the teachers and companions who have been teaching him for months, and he is not the only one who has worked hard.

"I'm tired of the teacher, what is the peach... Or melons? ”

Seeing that Song Wenbin was reluctant to speak for a long time, Rao Meng held the peach and asked unrelentingly.

Song Wenbin pursed his lips, his face was pale, and his chest and back were all drenched with sweat.

There is no doubt that this is a real horror, pure pressure, pure dilemma. Having been to so many places, there was no place that could put pressure on him to do this.

How can we get out of this situation?

"Talk, I'm tired of the teacher, aren't you, you've always been able to speak?" The girl tilted her head to look at him and said softly, "Is it difficult to answer such a simple question?" ”

(End of chapter)