The melon-eating crowd curiously pointed to the camera, and couldn't help but face a basin full of blood from unknown creatures, with a little white foam on it, and their throats were suddenly choked.

Shi Chaochao caught a glimpse of the camera getting closer and closer, and reached out to adjust the angle so that the camera was aimed at the tiger skin.

The battle just now was made by a staff member wearing a fake tiger skin and using fresh duck blood and recordings.

Now that the trick is over, he's cleaning up the mess.

Yu Guang noticed Shi Chaochao's movements, the staff paused, a trace of impatience flashed between his eyebrows, and he took the duck blood away: "The smell of this blood is too big, Miss Shi should go farther, this little thing doesn't need your help, I can solve it soon by myself." ”

His words translated, I don't have anything to show here, you better stay cool.

Shi Chaochao's dark eyes moved, his gaze moved to his leaning calves, and his shoulders shrugged: "Okay, then I won't care about idle things, anyway, it's not me who has been bleeding." ”

"What do you mean?"

The staff stopped moving, and looked at her line of sight in confusion, and a fleshy wound was cut on the side of the calf, and the blood was now flowing down continuously.

Such a long wound, bleeding for so long, he didn't even notice it!

"I'm sorry! I thought you had just come here to show it. ”

"That's right, I'm here to show whitewashing." Shi Chaochao nodded solemnly, completely ignoring the staff's eyes that could no longer be described as shock.

Raising his right hand hanging from his waist, there was a small green clump of unknown weeds in the palm of his hand, "Now I'm going to start pretending." ”

"Stick your legs out first."

The staff did so in a daze, seeing that the green juice covered the wound, his whole body was about to collapse into a straight line, and he looked at her blankly.

"See what I'm doing? It's very expensive for me to work, so I put my hands on it and take it off when it's a little itchy. ”

"Ah..... Oh! The staff stretched out his hand in confusion, and the palm of his hand had just touched it, and the wound was still a little stinging, and soon this feeling faded like a tide.

When he removed his palm, Shi Chaochao handed over a wet wipe,

"Alright, wipe it clean, and be careful not to touch the wound."

The blood stains and green juice gradually wiped away, revealing the original complexion, and the staff stopped their movements and stared at the wound for several seconds.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment, and netizens in the live broadcast room also looked at this scene blankly,

Five seconds later, the staff showed a ghostly expression,

"The bleeding has stopped!"

Shi Chaochao stood up, clapped his hands twice, and raised his jaw slightly.

"So what's not? If the effect is not good, how can I pretend to be forced. ”

Silver Bell's pleasant voice sounded in his ears, looking at the wanton smiling face,

Xie Shiyu had a small smile in his eyes, and his fingertips tapped lightly on the tabletop, letting out a low laugh from his throat, low magnetic and elegant.

Catching a glimpse of the puzzled gaze cast by the assistant Huzi, he unhurriedly raised his hand against his lips and coughed lightly,

"It's nothing, you're busy with yours."

Huzi continued to pack up his things, sighing as he cleaned up,

"Alas, I really don't understand why you have to come to this variety show, brother,

Even if the environment is bad, the salary is still small, and there are the notorious Shi Chaochao and Ding Mu in it, isn't this equivalent to taking the initiative to jump into the fire pit? ”

Xie Shiyu didn't answer, turned up the volume of the headphones, and continued to look at the screen.

The barrage is now all exclamations.

[it! The whole process of horror face, is this still the Shi Chaochao I know? 】

[Help, my brain is about to smoke and I don't understand, how did Shi Chaochao know that the staff was injured and took out this handful of grass, didn't she just grab it on the side of the road? 】

[Script, staff, the herbs for treating blood are all prepared in advance, and if you really lose, it's all a script. 】

[No, no one will believe that Shi Chaochao's dog skin plaster can do this kind of thing. 】

【？？？ From the beginning of the variety show, I felt strange, why there were always a bunch of people chasing and scolding Shi Chaochao, and it was clear that she didn't do anything wrong. 】

[I'm going to die, I actually think the last sentence of Shi Chaochao is a bit cute. 】

The barrage completely interprets the state of mind of the staff, and he stares straight at Shi Chaochao, his eyes are full of curiosity.

"Don't look at it, I won't say it, hurry back and disinfect and bandage, I used this herb for you just to let you bleed less on the road in the past, if you really want to be fast and good, you have to rely on modern medical methods."

"There's no herb that can speed up wound recovery."

“...... What are you thinking? If I could find this casually, I would have been selling herbs at auctions a long time ago, and where would I still be here. ”

"Oh, okay." The staff hung their heads in regret and turned to follow the other person away.

After a few steps forward, he suddenly turned around,

"Miss Shi is also going to come over to gather, let's go together."

Shi Chaochao was stunned for a moment and chose to follow.

After walking for a while, the staff member bent down and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Miss Shi, be careful, the director seems to have received a notice from above, and he wants to deliberately make things difficult for you in the later activities." ”

"I see, thanks."

"It's okay, it's okay, I should thank you."

The staff scratched the back of their heads with their hands and smiled.

Shi Chaochao paused, and his tone slowed down as much as possible: "If you have time, if you don't go to the hospital for a check-up, I'll say that in case, if there is any neurotoxin in the wound, it will damage the brain." ”

“.......”

Quack quack~

A series of crows crows rang out, and silence was better than sound at this time.

About five minutes later, Shi Chaochao officially arrived at the camp where the guests lived, and standing at the entrance, she felt more and more that this was not health at all, but survival.

The four tents in front of him occupy four directions, south, east, and west, and next to each tent, there are no more than a few pieces of wood, and a small iron shelf.

It seems that it is used to cook rice and make fires, which is no longer a matter of original ecology or not, and it is completely back to prehistoric civilization.

The four guests unanimously reached a consensus and remained silent.

"It's useless to regret it! The contract has been signed, the money has been sent to you,

I want to run away! Pay ten times the compensation first, plus bear the price of losing the powder. ”

The director walked slowly from the path, tilting his head to a certain camera,

"You don't want fans to know that your idol can't suffer a little bit."

This familiar and implicit line, Shi Chaochao raised his head slightly, and accidentally smiled at the director's expression.