Don't follow the rules

Chapter 216 Qimeng Amusement Park (56)
Are you here specifically to target them?
Ning Yao wasn't aroused to challenge because of his opponent's attention, on the contrary, he only had one thought in his mind, that is: really annoying.

He clicked his tongue impatiently, and asked An Han who was updating the data on his mobile phone: "For these two winter melons, do you have any efficient and convenient solutions in your database?"

An Han paused: "There are many ways to deal with the traditional 'ghost press', but are you sure you want to do it now?"

"Why didn't you make a move? Just let these two winter melons hang up?" Ning Yao had some difficulty understanding An Han's brain circuit.

An Han took off his glasses and wiped them: "The ghost press will not cause any harm to Chunyu and the others, at most it will feel heavy. The purpose of assigning the winter melon ghost behind the scenes is just to prevent us from easily obtaining seal clues. If we After solving the ghost press, if there is no guarantee that the behind-the-scenes will come up with any more dangerous means, it would be easier to just let Chunyu carry the winter melon ghost on his back."

Makes sense.

Ning Yao was even more troubled.

The wax gourd ghost behind Chunyu seemed to have noticed Ning Yao's gaze, turned his face around, leaned his head on Chunyu's shoulder crookedly, squinted his eyes, and grinned, revealing a wretched and rippling smile.

"He, he, he, he actually provoked me?!" Ning Yao shouted angrily, but Xu Sui pulled his trouser leg.

"Oh my brother, please keep your voice down..." Xu Sui's chubby hand raised his index finger in front of his mouth, "There is a camera sweeping over."

As a social terrorist, Ning Yao is used to showing bags under his eyes, so he didn't feel the pressure of the camera at all, and even stared back at the camera.

The photographer was overjoyed when he saw it, and he was worried that he would not be able to record useful materials for the auditorium today. A person with a lot of scenes came in a hurry, so he hurriedly carried his camera and ran to the auditorium. The camera was aimed at Ning Yao.

Ning Yao stretched out his finger to hook the photographer, and the photographer was stunned for a moment, then raised his head from behind the camera, pointed to himself in disbelief and said, "Me?"

Ning Yao nodded: "It's you, come here, I have something to look for you."

The photographer walked over with a dazed expression. Seeing the camera approaching, An Han turned his head uncomfortably, trying to avoid the camera's capture, but was grabbed by Ning Yao beside him.

Ning Yao whispered in his ear, "Think of a way to send a message to Rao Qian, or I will give you a blind date in front of the live broadcast camera."

An Han's eyes widened in horror.

……

While waiting for his number to be called, Yingying has almost adapted to the strange weight on his body, and can even start trotting and jumping, but he dare not do it too obviously, for fear of being overweight again by the behind-the-scenes.

"Speaking of which, don't you think it's strange?" Yingying stretched his arms.

Chunyu propped his face with one hand, turned his head to the side and lazily observed the movement in the direction of the auditorium, and lazily replied, "You might as well ask me what's not strange here."

"It's true..." Yingying stopped stretching and sat back on the small bench.

"But what I want to say is, we have been carrying weights for so long, and we have also done warm-up exercises to adapt to the weight, but we don't feel hot at all?"

Chunyu withdrew his gaze from a distance, and felt it for himself: "It seems that this is the case. But although it is not hot, it is not extra cool."

"Is it possible that too many debuffs were added to us, and they were restricted by the rules and had to adjust the insignificant temperature to show balance?" Yingying guessed.

"It's not like cold air, it shouldn't be a problem if you think about it, since it has this benefit, let's bear it." Chunyu didn't take this little temperature to heart.

Yingying nodded, and then couldn't help but look towards the direction of the starting stage: "How long is it? Why haven't our numbers been called yet? I'm so sleepy, ah~~~" She yawned.

Saving the tears from the corners of his eyes, he patted Chunyu: "I have to say that the temperature is quite comfortable. I'll take a nap first, and you should pay attention to the number."

Yawning is always very contagious, and Chunyu couldn't help yawning shallowly: "It's indeed a long wait, don't go to sleep, I'll ask the staff if there is anything refreshing."

Yingying leaned back against a tree: "Go and come back quickly, see if there are any mints or something, ah~~~" She yawned again.

Chunyu looked around, but there was no staff distributing supplies nearby, so he had to get up and look for them.

While standing up and walking, the weight on his body still did not decrease, Chunyu had to straighten his back to avoid excessive burden on the lumbar spine and knees caused by improper walking posture.

He already felt that the soreness accumulated in his shoulder and neck was interfering with his normal walking, and he hoped that the water breakthrough later would not be greatly affected.

"Hello." Chunyu finally found a supply point, and several staff members were chatting boredly around the table, which was full of heatstroke prevention products.

Seeing Chunyu approaching, they greeted each other very warmly: "Hi! How can I help you?"

Chunyu: "My friend and I have waited for a long time for the host to call the number, and we are a little sleepy. Do you have anything to refresh yourself? Refreshing oil mints or something like that."

"Refreshing?" The staff looked at each other in blank dismay. They had never seen a player who could still feel sleepy in this kind of situation. It was a hot day and the camera was facing them. Most people were so excited.

One of the staff members asked: "Is your friend suffering from heatstroke? Is he dizzy? We have a lot of cooling oil here. You can bring two bottles of Huoxiangzhengqi water back. If you feel unwell, don't force it." There are plenty of opportunities to participate in the competition, not bad today."

Another staff member immediately took up the conversation: "That's right, there was a stubborn guy two days ago. He had a broken leg and had to use crutches to play, almost putting his other leg on it."

"Although there are activities today, it's actually just an extra air conditioner. Most people can't run for 20 seconds. It's not worth it."

"That's it."

Chunyu naturally couldn't explain the details to them, so he could only follow their words perfunctorily.

"Okay thanks, we'll keep an eye out."

Finally getting the supplies he wanted, Chunyu immediately turned around and walked towards the players' rest area, for fear of being chattered up again by the too leisurely staff.

"You fell asleep so soon?" Returning to the rest area, Chunyu found that Yingying had fallen asleep leaning against the tree trunk, his eyes were closed tightly, his eyeballs were trembling slightly, and he seemed to have entered a relatively deep sleep.

He sat down next to Yingying, opened the plastic bag and spread cool oil on his temples, the gentle tingling lifted his spirits, and even his mind became clearer.

"Didn't you sleep in the insect house for a long time before, why are you still so sleepy now?" Chunyu finally noticed the abnormality dully.

"Hey, yingying?" He pushed the sleeping yingying, yingying just frowned, but there was no sign of waking up at all.

Chunyu was puzzled: "Could it be hypnosis again?"

"Get out of the way, I'm coming!" A familiar voice came from behind, Chunyu turned his head and was caught off guard by spitting on his face.

(End of this chapter)