There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

Song Shiyue, who had been forced to meditate for two or three days, was moved here, and it was quite amusing to hear the chattering voices beside her.But what's going on...I always feel like I've been lying on the ground...

Song Shiyue misses Nian Bing a little bit, although now that she thinks about it, the action of her feeding herself is indeed like a force-feeding duck, but it is still better than Ning Chuyang, who is always telling the truth...

But unlike Duck Song Shiyue, the audience on Xingwang watched the live broadcast very happily, and even the barrage got rid of the depression of the past few days, and it was a little more fun.

"Hahaha, Ning Chuyang is really tough, it turns out that he can be so tough inside and outside the show!"

"I didn't say it just now, but I thought that the girl Ning Chuyang was straight, and the girl Feng Qianqian was very gentle, and she was crying with pear blossoms and rain in her arms with a sick little face. I'm done." A middle-aged woman who is married and has two cubs is heartbroken, but Ning Chuyang... Hahaha, Ning Chuyang has no feelings for her!"

"Ning Chuyang: Please call me a duck-feeding machine that can only count down the time!"

"I'm really laughing to death. I said that when Yu Nianbing fed Song Shiyue porridge last night, something seemed wrong. Just now Ning Chuyang said about stuffing ducks. I also searched it specially. Hahaha, it's 90.00% sure." Looks alike, especially the timing of non-stop cramming and the same way of swallowing with a neck stuck!"

"Ning Chuyang's learning ability is too strong, but it's a pity that she didn't watch when Yu Nianbing deboned the pork ribs in Song Shiyue's bowl of porridge before. It's impossible to draw a tiger hahaha..."

"It's still my little ice cube, no... Little hot water is the most considerate."

"Although it's out of date now, we still have to envy the small mooncakes that match the CP. Although we also know that the CPs of Mu Xingzhou and Ning Chuyang are probably fake CPs that were fried to match the drama promotion, but there used to be sugar At that time, who would compare the truth. As a result, after coming to this show, I didn’t eat a single bite of candy, and I also witnessed how CP messed up..."

"Yes, I almost forgot if I didn't mention it before, so what's the situation now, Mu Xingzhou is the rhythm of letting go of both real girlfriends and fake girlfriends."

"To tell you the truth, fortunately, the CP of Ning Chuyang and Mu Xingzhou is not real, otherwise, it is not a mutual support mode now, but they are about to enter the Shura field..."

"Ning Chuyang, don't be cowardly! What are you afraid of without a fake overbearing boyfriend? You can still get a real overbearing girlfriend! Mu Xingzhou is just the illegitimate son of the Mu family, and Feng Qianqian has Yao's as much in his hands." A lot of shares."

"??? I'm afraid I'm crazy, is this going to eat some strange CP?"

"...Actually, it doesn't seem to be very strange, but... I feel a little bit emotional!"

"That's not a really domineering girlfriend. Looking at Feng Qianqian's soft appearance, it's because I, Ning Chuyang, are more domineering."

"A domineering duck-feeding machine and a soft CEO duck?"

"Hahahaha! You in front are trying to laugh at me to death! What kind of CP is this! I really want to follow Xingwang to rub your clever little head right now!"

"Save the child, how can such a CP combination be eaten, I'm dying of laughter just thinking about it!"

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After the disastrous team was finally split into two, the audience was crying for the remaining team, but they still couldn't help being teased by Ning Chuyang.It's a good thing they were watching the live broadcast, not being broadcast live, otherwise, if they looked at the crying and laughing appearance, others would probably think it was a psychopath who escaped from somewhere.

During the earthquake during the obsidian storm, most of the semi-finished camera that Yao Yuxi secretly stuffed into the show was knocked away by fallen trees and rocks falling from the hole.After the live broadcast resumed on the new page, only the six cameras that followed Song Shiyue, Feng Qianqian, Zhuang Jiachuan, Zhao Da, Zhang Dao and Mu Xingzhou were still working normally.

There are six camera seats, and now there are two in this tent, which really attracted a large number of viewers to watch the cramming scene with tears and laughter.

After two bones were spat out on his pants, Ning Chuyang was distracted when he started feeding again. When he encountered a spoonful of bones, he knew to wait a little until someone spit out the bones before continuing.

The law of the jungle, power first.

Feng Qianqian could be considered to have seen Ning Chuyang's persistence, she couldn't handle it, and she drank a few sips, the plan was completely broken up, and it became hypocritical to continue pointlessly...

So after the two made a fuss, one backed down a step, one fed the other and drank, and gradually became harmonious.

Unknowingly, Ning Chuyang's "five, four, three, two, one" countdown began to be shouted sparsely, and then slowly died away.

A small bowl of porridge with scallops and pork ribs is really fast to eat.

The last spoonful of porridge was fed into Feng Qianqian's mouth. Ning Chuyang put down the spoon, moved him back to lean on his backpack, and then heaved a sigh of relief: "You just woke up, eat this bowl first, and wait until noon eat."

Feng Qianqian was silent.What is there to say, anyway, she is just a duck with no strength to resist...

"The wound should still hurt, right? Do you want to take painkillers now? Or take a break?" Ning Chuyang didn't care about Feng Qianqian's silence, anyway, she wouldn't persuade others, so if it didn't work, just force it. The effect just now was pretty good. of.

Feng Qianqian did not speak.

"Then I'll get it." Ning Chuyang was about to turn around after leaving a word.

"Wait." Feng Qianqian grabbed Ning Chuyang's clothes, but he didn't have much strength, he didn't hold back, and was almost pulled forward.

Fortunately, Ning Chuyang didn't really intend to leave, so he turned around and caught him.

"I don't need to take medicine, I don't hurt..." Feng Qianqian looked at Ning Chuyang and frowned dissatisfiedly, then added, "It doesn't hurt very much, don't take it now, wait I can't take it any longer."

Ning Chuyang thought about the remaining eight painkillers, and did not continue to insist.

"You seem to be very clear about the situation on our side now. When did you wake up?" Ning Chuyang sat back, as if preparing to chat with Feng Qianqian.

Feng Qianqian briefly talked about the time when she failed to fall asleep immediately after taking the painkiller, and heard the last conversation between Ning Chuyang and Mu Xingzhou Ni Jinghe.

Ning Chuyang nodded, thought for a while and then asked: "Then do you know how you were brought to this camp? I mean, you know that Mu Xingzhou gave one person 500 million to help carry you Did you come over?"

Feng Qianqian was stunned, her face, which had no blood in it, turned even paler.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to speak for Mu Xingzhou. I just... think you should know. In fact, he didn't want to give up on you all at once. Although the result is here, there is still a process. I hope this Something can make you feel better." Ning Chuyang reached out and patted Feng Qianqian's shoulder lightly, "Sometimes, we have to learn to make ourselves feel better, right?"

Feng Qianqian drank the porridge.

From the conversation just now about whether he wanted painkillers, Ning Chuyang also knew that just a bowl of porridge would not be able to dispel Feng Qianqian's sinking desire to survive.It's just that because there are really not many painkillers, Ning Chuyang feels that he can't bear to take any more.After all, the medicine powder on the cloth is probably useless soon, and if the situation worsens by then, painkillers will be more useful than taking it now.

But Feng Qianqian has always held the idea that she doesn't want to live a good life, and Ning Chuyang can't keep staring at him with a good eye. The method of irrigation and irrigation is not afraid that she will go on a hunger strike without authorization.It’s just that it’s troublesome if you have any other self-ending thoughts...

Although he didn't know how to persuade him, Ning Chuyang felt that he had better find a way to arouse Feng Qianqian's awareness of survival.

At this thought, Mu Xingzhou came to mind.

Ning Chuyang didn't know if his words were useful. Anyway, it was obvious that Feng Qianqian didn't know about those 500 million things before.Although this cannot justify Mu Xingzhou's choice, at least knowing that he was not abandoned all at once might make the girl feel better.

Feng Qianqian was silent for a while.Just when Ning Chuyang thought his words were useful, Feng Qianqian laughed.

"After you go out, help me send the suicide note, tell my sister about it, and ask her to return the money to Mu Xingzhou." Feng Qianqian leaned back and leaned against the backpack, but her face was Still smiling, he said softly, "Since it doesn't matter anymore, I don't want to owe him the last sum."

"You and him..." Ning Chuyang lowered his voice unconsciously.

"Oh." Feng Qianqian tilted her head to look at Ning Chuyang, and smiled even more, "It doesn't matter now."

It doesn't matter now, just before admitting...

Looking at Feng Qianqian who was trembling with laughter, Ning Chuyang felt like he had screwed up.

"Don't..." Ning Chuyang put his hand on Feng Qianqian's shoulder, in fact, he wanted to say that you should stop laughing so weirdly.

But as soon as the words were out of his mouth, Feng Qianqian leaned over and planted his head on Ning Chuyang's shoulder.

Halo... dizzy?

Ning Chuyang subconsciously pushed the person upwards, and the hand that was supporting Feng Qianqian's shoulder had just exerted his strength when he heard a soft, suppressed cry beside his ear.

"He might as well just leave. Does this mean that he can leave with a clear conscience after spending the money... Why don't you ask me, and I won't keep him with me... Why don't you ask me..."

How can I not be sad.

Even before entering this program, the two had already had some differences, but they still had friendship after all.

Feng Qianqian knew that she would not drag Mu Xingzhou down, but it turned out that Mu Xingzhou didn't know at all.

How can... not be sad...

Being strong is because of despair, because I feel that the end has come, and all emotions are no longer necessary.

But Ning Chuyang's words made Feng Qianqian feel even more sad. Tens of millions is a lot, but can tens of millions replace a farewell...

The crying around her was low but long, and Song Shiyue felt a little sad in her heart, and began to feel bitter.

People's hearts are separated by belly, even in a peaceful world, not to mention disasters.

To be honest, the team in front just left quietly, didn't exploit the people who were going to stay, and even distributed the food of this camp. Judging from Song Shiyue who has been in the end of the world for seven years, it's ok, Very kind.

It's just that it's still too difficult for those who haven't experienced real disasters.

They still have feelings, and they will be sad because of some choices that do not actually hurt.

It's really embarrassing and emotional.

But it was precisely because of this love that Song Shiyue felt that there was still hope.

Even though there is only consciousness at this time, and the body can only be awake for a moment, there is more hope than when a person is working freely in the last days.

Feng Qianqian's shell was inadvertently smashed by Ning Chuyang. It hurt a lot, but it was not completely sealed.

The things in the tent, no matter how the process is and how many sequelae there are, there is always some progress.

But the work of Yu Nianbing and Zhuang Jiachuan outside started to get into some troubles.

It only takes patience and time to move the tents, and they can be moved one by one in the same way.

After some effort, the three tents were gathered together in a semi-fan shape, leaving a place for a fire in the middle.

But when it was the turn to make the fence, it was a bit embarrassing.

They only had stone knives on them, and they were not strong enough to cut out suitable wooden sections for the fence. They had to sharpen them slowly, which was really half the effort.

Seeing that it was almost noon, he just managed to get a decent sharp log out...

"I can't do this..." Zhuang Jiachuan put down the stone knife and wood in his hand, took a breath, and touched the sweat on his forehead, "I saw that Mr. Song's work was as pleasing and simple as flowing clouds and flowing water, but it's really hard to do it when it's my turn. , Could it be that I haven't exercised enough?"

Yu Nianbing, whose hands were shaking from the same grinder, said, "..."

Like Song Shiyue, even if they spend all day in the gym, they can't do it.