Me who fears women travels with beautiful girls

Chapter 333 35, The Millennium Horror Story ([-])
"Guess the fruit."

Everyone in the yacht looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they had played many games and many of them were born in night games, they didn't know what the guessing fruit was.

"Explain, Raomeng."

Grandpa said.

Raomeng raised a finger and said solemnly: "Guess the fruit, which means that we cover the fruit with a piece of black cloth, and then use the shape of the black cloth to guess what the fruit is underneath."

Seeing Raomeng's serious words, all the big anchors were stunned.

What's the point of this game?
This idea is hanging in everyone's mind.

Might as well play dice.

Silence for a few seconds.

Suddenly, a female anchor of Lion Tooth clapped her hands and said with a smile: "This is fun, it sounds fun when you hear it, or let's just play this."

As soon as this remark came out, all the anchors burst into laughter, whispered to each other, and praised each other: "This is fun, I have never played it before."

Song Wenbin looked at Rao Meng in a daze, completely unaware of what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd.Raomeng clapped her hands, and a black-haired woman came slowly from the lower deck. It was the strange woman wearing a mask and high heels that he saw just now.The woman has now taken off her high heels, is wearing very ordinary slippers and a blue cleaning coat, and is holding a plate with a silver plate and black cloth on it.

She came to the crowd respectfully, took the plate away politely, and got busy on the operating table aside.

Song Wenbin frowned and looked at the woman's busy back. He couldn't detect it in the dark just now, but now under the light, he felt as if he had seen this masked maid somewhere.However, the people he has seen recently have experienced so many things that he can't remember who this woman is at all, and he only thinks it looks familiar.

Raomeng blinked, raised her finger, and said to the anchors present: "Since it's about guessing the fruit, you can also ask your fans to guess together. If you guess right, we will arrange a small gift for free~"

As she said that, she bent down and took out a brand new Apple 14 from under the cabinet, and said: "We have prepared a thousand Apples today, which are gifts for fans. If someone can guess the fruit, you can There is a chance to get the latest Apple."

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

Song Wenbin watched all this happen, and faintly sensed that something was wrong. A thousand Apples might not be a big deal to investors.But it takes a lot of work to prepare in advance. Isn't this game just a temporary idea?

After a busy moment, the black-haired woman turned around slowly. She was holding a plate and stood gracefully on the spot, motionless.

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

Rao Meng stood beside the black-haired maid, bent down and smiled, "Guess, everyone, what kind of fruit is under this cloth."

Song Wenbin saw that the protrusion on the plate was shaped like a ball, which was irregular, and guessed that it should be a coconut, but the perennial caution of taking risks made him dare not speak, and just sat there.

Brother Lei sat next to Song Wenbin, quietly poured him a glass of champagne, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Tired, what do you think is that?"

Song Wenbin shook his head and said nothing.

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

"Coconut! I guess it's coconut!"

A female anchor of Fighting Sharks said.

As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone said it was a coconut, and occasionally a few unbelieving anchors said it was a small watermelon.More than a dozen fans in the live broadcast room of the big anchor used bullet screens to scan coconuts. It's not that they don't want to be funny, because there will be rewards for guessing correctly.

Seeing that everyone had expressed their opinions, Rao Meng nodded and lifted the black cloth.There is indeed a coconut underneath.

Those who guessed correctly cheered, and those who failed to guess also smiled awkwardly.The brunette put down the plate and placed an iPhone in front of each guessed anchor.

Although these rewards are nothing to big anchors, the free rewards are such a simple game, and they are no different from 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 obviously had no meaning, so he continued to play. The organizer of this game, he, a cheap investor, is no different from Shancai Boy.

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

"Understood!" Everyone said happily.

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

It was indeed a green coconut.

The crowd laughed.

Song Wenbin didn't understand what was so funny about it, but it was very polite to follow behind and laugh.

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

After Ding Dong made preparations, the maid turned around. This time the bulge under the black cloth wasn't too big, but it was curved.

After the last round of rewards, everyone became active. They all pointed to their plates and laughed, "I know, this is a banana, this is a banana!"

The onlookers in the barrage were also swiping bananas and bananas non-stop.

Song Wenbin also thinks that thing is a banana, but he feels that there is a strange atmosphere everywhere in this game.

Sure enough, the girl named Raomeng smiled and said, "You can't just talk about bananas, our protagonist hasn't spoken yet. Teacher, what do you think is this?"

Song Wenbin quickly smiled and replied, "Didn't you also say nothing?"

"emmmmmm...."

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

"Then it must be a banana." Song Wenbin said firmly.

The maid lifted the cloth, and it turned out to be bananas.

Everyone laughed, and Song Wenbin also laughed. Similarly, he also got a mobile phone.So the maid went down again to prepare.

The atmosphere seemed to become more and more active amidst such endless rewards. The anchors held their newly purchased mobile phones and interacted with their own audiences, and the crowds of onlookers grew more and more as time went by.It's too tempting to post barrage to draw iPhone 14, and the barrage on every anchor's mobile phone is densely packed and non-stop.

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

The black cloth on the plate is slightly raised, the size of a fist, and pointed.

"Ah! This is a peach!!"

Fighting Shark's female anchor Nami-chan said impatiently.

"I also look like a peach!" The first said affectionately: "Raomeng, make it more difficult, this is too easy to guess."

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

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

But at this time, Raomeng said: "Do you think it looks like a peach? I think it looks like a watermelon."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone fell silent.

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

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

"Boss Rao, are you kidding me? Watermelon... How can watermelon be placed on such a big plate?" Nami-chan asked confused.

"You're right, but I think it looks like a watermelon, what should I do?" Rao Meng said helplessly, "Look, it's round, it looks like a watermelon."

Song Wenbin opened his mouth slightly, and the bad feeling in his heart became more and more intense. He looked around and saw the densely packed bullet screen of peaches on Brother Lei's phone, and a chill rose in his heart for a while.

Oops, hooked!

Sure enough, Rao Meng turned her head, looked at Song Wenbin with some confusion, and asked, "Mr. Yan, what do you think is under this black cloth? Is it a peach or a watermelon?"

Looking at Raomeng's sweet smile, the dark eyes of the tray maid, and the confused eyes of a dozen big anchors around her.

Boundless fear suddenly swept Song Wenbin.This fear has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and with the passage of thousands of years, it has accumulated layer by layer, and it is almost frightening to lose one's mind when it is awakened.

In a trance, he saw himself sitting on the throne, in the dark hall, and looked at the feminine man sitting down. The man pointed to the animal in the iron cage and said with a smile: "This is a horse."

The almost maddening chill gave goosebumps and almost screamed.He didn't face the truth of this land as he did at this moment. There is no past, no future, no boundaries, no birth, no death, only the present, everything is the present, it is the present, and it is the fucking present!

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

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

what! ! ! ! !
His heart was screaming wildly.

Dead! ! ! !

Dead! ! ! !

There are people all around, and they are still broadcasting live! ! !

It's dead now! ! ! !

"Hahaha."

Raomeng laughed, and she yanked off the black cloth on the plate.

Accompanied by everyone gasped.

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

"call…"

The pretty Nami-chan patted her chest, let out a long breath, and said, "I'm just saying, how can a watermelon be so big, it really is a peach."

But she was the only one who said that. Some male anchors with more experience, such as Brother Lei, No. [-] Affectionate, and Xiao Xiaolang, were all silent at the moment. They looked very solemn and didn't say a word.

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

"I hate the teacher." Rao Meng interrupted Nami-chan's thoughts loudly: "Now, do you see clearly?"

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

"I..." He swallowed hard, and asked back, "You? See clearly...?"

"See clearly."

Rao Meng lifted the peaches on the plate and said loudly: "This is watermelon."

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

"Mr. Tired~ You, have you seen it clearly?" Rao Meng asked.

Cold sweat trickled down from Song Wenbin's temples bit by bit.From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the barrage, all of them were swiping densely, some were swiping peaches, some were swiping boredom.

My life is over.

Raomeng continued: "Just now, someone here said that this is a peach, but I think it's not a peach, it's a watermelon. It's really rare, did I misread it, Mr. Yan, you have traveled so much to so many countries, I must see you Be more knowledgeable. Come on, tell me, what exactly is this fruit?"

"This..." Song Wenbin was very confused: "Can I not say it?"

"It's not such a smart thing. If you don't say it, it means giving up." Rao Mengping held the thing and said softly: "Give up everything."

It's ridiculous...

Song Wenbin murmured in his heart.

In any case, he never imagined that such absurd and strange things would happen to him one day. He didn't want to make any response to this kind of question at all, and he really wanted to leave.

But he can't go, because he is in the sea now, and he can't say it, 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 talk about watermelon?Of course not, that would be crazy, now that so many mobile phones are aimed at him, so many live broadcasts of big anchors, plus the activities of smoking iPhones, the number of people watching the live broadcast is probably over ten million. With this scale of viewing, With such a terrifying number of people, as long as he dares to say that this thing is a watermelon, he will be ruined and will be infamous for thousands of years.

The degree of this stench can almost catch up with that eunuch from the Qin Dynasty, even worse, because he is a real eunuch, and there was no live broadcast at that time. If you say that a man without that thing is mentally twisted, others can understand.But now, in front of so many audiences and so many eyes, as a normal male, if he said that this thing was a watermelon, then he would no longer have to live in this land with this level of stench.

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

In any case, the country will not allow a person who refers to peaches as melons to go to space, that must be a huge damage to the credibility of the entire society.

So is it a peach?
Song Wenbin's lips twitched a few times, but looking at Raomeng's smiling face, and the dark pupils under the weird maid's mask next to him, how did Song Wenbin say the word "peach".

There is no doubt that it is so easy to get a huge yacht, so many big anchors from different platforms are invited, and even Li Kai is recruited to get himself on board. Thousands of iPhones were spilled.The strength and energy of this investor are unfathomable. It is not an exaggeration to say that Song Wenbin has the strongest energy he has ever seen in his life.

However, such a powerful energy did not get along with him friendly, but instead put him in such a dilemma. This was definitely not a temporary intention, but a premeditated plan.Maybe since he went to space, or even earlier, since she invested in this show, she has already thought of such a show.

At this point, Song Wenbin could no longer understand the investor's thoughts, but the warning and the cold eyes made him believe that as long as he said that this thing was a peach, then everything about him would almost disappear in an instant.

There is no need to think about going to space. The efforts of my colleagues and myself for several months will be wiped out in a moment. If the Seals made such a crazy campaign before, in the end, if the launch is cancelled, then I will undoubtedly become the laughing stock of the whole world.Whatever meeting Musk, what extraordinary journey, what future, what development may all be cut in half in an instant.

Maybe he can leave his name in history, maybe netizens will praise him greatly, 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 fame after death is useless to life.Fame can't be eaten, and fame can't support himself, the workers in the factory, as well as Huo Yu and Su Tina, Bao Li and the film crew, and even the teachers and companions who have taught him for several months. Just him.

"Teacher, is it a peach... or a melon?"

Seeing that Song Wenbin was unwilling to speak for a long time, Raomeng held up a peach and asked persistently.

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

There's no question that it's real horror, pure stress, pure dilemma.After going to so many places, no one place can put pressure on him to this extent.

How to get out of this situation?
"Speak up, Teacher Ian, haven't you always been good at speaking?" The girl tilted her head and looked at him, and said softly, "Is it difficult to answer such a simple question?"

(End of this chapter)