MTL - Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat-Chapter 422 make a negotiation first

  Chapter 422 Make a consultation first

  Watching Jiang Zhihan and the two leave, Wei Zhengrong returned to the place where the staff gathered in a state of disbelief.

  The assistant's eyes were full of curiosity: "Director Wei?"

  Wei Zhengrong let out an ah, and immediately replied: "I was wondering if Song Qingyou could find a famous brand, and I definitely didn't think about anything else!"

   These words have a feeling of "there is no silver three hundred taels here".

  The assistant became more and more suspicious: "I didn't ask what you were thinking. Why did you react so strongly, Director Wei? Could it be that you did something wrong?"

   Wei Zhengrong raised his hand guiltily, and slapped the assistant on the back of the forehead, "What are you talking about? How can I do anything wrong?"

   "It's you. You've been sitting here for a long time. Did Song Qingyou find the famous brand? If she really can't find it, let Xiao Li remind her so as not to waste time."

   On the last day of the show, it is definitely not possible to film the big night.

  Because Gu Xingchen still has other announcements to catch up on, the recording of the show is almost over, so there is no shortage of his shots.

   "Then I—"

  The assistant just wanted to say, let Xiao Li give a reminder now, and Xiao Li’s voice came out of the earphone:

   "Sister Song, you have been here for a long time, do you want to go to other places?"

  The assistant cleverly picked up another earphone and plugged it to Wei Zhengrong.

  The two listened to the movement in the library together.

  Song Qingyou's eyes lingered on the bookshelves in the middle, "I feel that the famous brand must be hidden in the library."

   "But Sister Song, you have been wandering around for a long time, and you haven't seen the famous brand..."

  Xiao Li acted as a follower, and the program team was afraid that he would leak the news, and did not tell him where the famous brand was, so he persuaded Song Qingyou to go around.

  Song Qingyou waved her hand, obviously not listening to his words, but squatting down halfway, as if carefully checking if there was anything wrong.

  Xiao Li followed behind, subconsciously lowering his voice:

   "Did Sister Song discover something?"

  He stretched his neck to sweep, but he didn't see anything!

  The assistant who was staring at the screen was a little hesitant: "Sister You's name tag seems to be hidden in this place..."

  Wei Zhengrong clicked his tongue, "Let her find it again! Cut the screen and see other people!"

   "Oh." The assistant responded in response.

  In the library, facing Xiao Li's question, Song Qingyou hummed.

   Glancing at the video camera that Xiao Li was carrying, she finally answered:

   "No one has come to the library for a while, and there is a thin layer of dust on every bookshelf."

   "When we came here before, the focus was on the last row of bookshelves, so I'm not sure if the last row of bookshelves has been touched."

   "As for here—"

  She pointed to the bookshelf in front of her, the third row from bottom to top.

   "The books here have traces of being pulled out, and there are obviously things caught in the books."

  The name tag is not a thin piece of paper, it is bound to be obvious when it is sandwiched in the book.

  Of course, there are too many books in the library, but there is an extra book hidden in it, which is still difficult to be found.

  Song Qingyou went to get the book while explaining.

   Sure enough, as soon as the book was pulled out, the name tag with black letters on a white background fell out of the crack.

   Not long after, Gu Xingchen and his party also received name tags with their own names written on them.

  The name tags were pasted on their backs by the staff, and as the director said, "There are only three hours left before the truth is revealed", a battle to tear up the name tags began.

  Song Qingyou was not in a hurry to go to the broadcasting room, nor was she in a hurry to chase and intercept her on the way to the broadcasting room, but walked towards the club activity room in a secretive manner.

   To be precise, it is the classroom next to the activity room.

  ——

  Zhao Yingnan didn't want to stay in the scary teaching building for a long time, and knew very well that her physical strength was definitely not good. Once she met other people, even if she just lay down on the ground, she might not be able to protect the name tag on her back.

  So she decided to find a place to hide first.

  Who knew, just after she came out of the teaching building, she ran into Xu Xingzhou head-on.

  Zhao Yingnan backed away immediately, sticking her whole body to the wall.

   "Don't come here! Don't come here!"

  A look of terrified fear.

  Xu Xingzhou raised his hands, "I never thought of tearing your name tag."

   "Although I think the probability of you being the murderer is quite high, I am not the murderer. If there is no way to be sure, I will not do it."

   "Really, really?"

  Zhao Yingnan wasn't sure.

   "If you don't plan to do anything, get out of here quickly! Also, I'm not a murderer, absolutely not."

  Xu Xingzhou asked: "What evidence?"

   "Evidence? How can I have any evidence?" Zhao Yingnan looked anxious, "Anyway, stay away from me! Stay away from me!"

  Seeing that she made up her mind to stick to the wall, and this place is close to the flag-raising platform, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not be seen, Xu Xingzhou took a few steps back:

   "It's fine if you don't believe me, I'll look elsewhere first."

   After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. Not only did he walk quickly, but he also fled quickly as if he was afraid of being followed by Zhao Yingnan.

  Zhao Yingnan blinked: "It seems that Xu Xingzhou is not the murderer."

   Even so, she didn't intend to catch up with him.

  After thinking about it, Zhao Yingnan decided to go to the club activity room to hide

  —Those murder and disappearance cases still need to be sorted out from beginning to end.

  With a destination, she stopped wandering around.

  It's a pity that no matter how careful she is, she still meets someone on the way.

  When Tang Zinian saw Zhao Yingnan approaching, he rushed forward and wanted to tear up the name tag without even saying hello.

   At the moment of crisis, Zhao Yingnan reacted extremely quickly, almost running away.

   "Sister Yingnan, don't run away!"

   Tang Zinian yelled and ran after the people in front.

  The two ran around the teaching building several times like a cat catching a mouse.

  Zhao Yingnan's physical strength was limited, and her speed slowed down quickly.

   "You, don't do it."

  She was panting, "I'm not a murderer, you insist on tearing off my name tag, so are you a murderer?"

   "I'm not." Tang Zinian pressed harder and harder, "But sister Yingnan, as long as everyone is eliminated, then I will win? Doesn't it matter if the murderer is not the murderer? Are you right?"

   "Yes, but what if the murderer is very powerful? For example, Qingyou."

   Tang Zinian seemed to be overwhelmed by the question, but stopped.

  Zhao Yingnan took a deep breath and decided to continue talking.

  Unexpectedly, just as she was about to open her mouth, Tang Zinian rushed over and grabbed the name tag on her back:

   "Then sneak attack! When you meet someone powerful, of course you choose to sneak attack!"

  Zhao Yingnan immediately grabbed her clothes, determined not to let go.

   "Wait, how about we have a discussion first?"

   "Now the part of tearing up the name tag has just begun, you just eliminated me, then I won't even have a camera behind me..."

  Zhao Yingnan is an actor after all, Tang Zinian really hesitated with her pitiful appearance at this moment.

   "Maybe the program team will lock me up in a small dark room, Xiaotang, you are such a nice person, do you really have the heart to let me be locked up in a small dark room for so long?"

  (end of this chapter)