Son of the Bone

When the broadcast disappeared, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

that's it?

The rules are that simple?

There are a total of thirteen people, one votes out every day, and the others don’t matter?

This is really not like making a movie, but a variety show.

Jiang Jue came back to his senses, feeling a little dazed.

"Why don't you just cast them one by one in order." Yu Ren wanted to get paid early and call it a day: "Anyway, she didn't make any other requests, and we don't have a script, and we don't need to act."

He stood up and tried to ease the situation: "This way we don't have to argue, right?"

Yu Ren's family had just given birth to their second child half a year ago, and when he came across such an inexplicable film appointment, he originally wanted to get together with old friends.

Lin Jiuguang nodded, and wanted to respond, but someone in the distance objected strongly: "I refuse."

Everyone looked over in response, and it turned out to be Peng Wei, one of the veteran actors of Shidu Grand Theatre.

He is an outdated male star who has been in the theater for more than ten years and wanted to come back many times, but suffered from no exposure and film appointments.

Qi Lin had read through the information files when he came here before, and knew what happened to the others, so he was a little uneasy at the moment.

In fact, this matter is only left to a few of their acquaintances for voting, and the attitude is very unified.

The trouble lies in the other six unfamiliar people.

They want to fight for more shots and get more exposure opportunities, of course they are not willing to give up so easily.

If it is really cast out according to the order of the seats, the salary is not important, but the lost appearance rate is important.

Bai Ping observed the expressions of everyone present, and suddenly said: "Well, let's make an order first."

"The one who is least willing to be voted out should sit in the front and change seats clockwise."

He and Jiang Yanzhi were here to play, and they didn't have much obsession with winning or not, but they didn't expect Director Chen to make such a bad move.

This is public murder without blood.

But after he finished speaking for a long time, no one got up and moved.

People are restrained and cautious, obviously unwilling to reveal their inner thoughts.

"Don't be so serious...it's not really dead to be thrown out," Lin Jiuguang tried to cheer up the atmosphere, "If you don't think well, can you throw me out first?"

Jiang Jue came to his senses with a rather ominous premonition.

This is the real prisoner's dilemma.

When everyone wants to be a winner, everyone can be a loser.

The loss of this matter is that they did not give any extra reference, and they were completely out of the game by 13 votes.

Then who will have the right to speak, who will set the standards for exile, and the establishment and confrontation of factions have all become unknowable things.

To make matters worse, leaving early is a good or bad thing, as is leaving late.

The first to be expelled can be the first to take a vacation, and don't have to stay in this closed ghost place anymore.

But this is also an admission in disguise, I am a waste, I can't protect myself well in such a simple game.

But being the last one to be expelled is equivalent to getting the most attention and pay, as well as the winner's mark.

Everyone is willing to be a person who actively chooses, and no one is willing to be a waste exiled by others.

He and Qi Lin looked at each other, and the two were in a deadlock, neither of them dared to speak rashly.

"It seems that there will be no result in the voting now." Jiang Yanzhi said lightly: "It's fine before twelve o'clock in the evening, so I'll go upstairs to rest first."

Another host stood up and said, "Wait a minute."

She was a tall and slender woman, she was a famous talker of Shidu Channel [-], she had done many classic talk shows, and everyone called her Lao Jiao.

Jiao Fu tied up his loose long hair, looked at the group of people sitting on the east side, and said, "The seven of you are in the same group, right?"

She nodded one by one, her eyes were obviously full of wariness and vigilance.

Jiang Yanzhi, Bai Ping, Jiang Jue, and Qi Lin, these four have openly intimate relationships.

Qin Yizhu is the junior sister of the former two, and the head teacher of the latter two, so he is obviously on the same side as them.

"Yu Ren and Lin Jiuguang are also very familiar with you guys." Jiao Fu showed disapproval: "It means that the eight of you are all in the same school, and the situation is not optimistic."

"I don't like you jumping to conclusions like this." Bai Ping turned cold, glanced at Jiang Yanzhi and said, "She and I have never been bound, and my son's wishes have nothing to do with me."

Yu Ren shrugged, apparently disapproving of the [-]-[-] situation: "This is just a simple game, what kind of parties are there? You guys are so worried, just vote me out."

Jiao Fu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Is that why you want to leave?"

"Yu Ren is too suspicious." The drama actor said, "Is he hiding something?"

Jiang never wanted to listen to their arguments here again, so he simply took a bottle of water and went to find a place to rest.

Qi Lin soon left with him and did not participate in the discussion.

A total of thirteen people, eight rooms.

This means that there are three pairs of people who are bound to live together.

Qi Lin and Jiang Jue chose a sunny and windy room, and the camera in the corner was quite clear.

"What do you think... is this difficult?" Qi Lin vaguely felt that his brain was not enough: "Why didn't they leave in order? And... when there are only two people left, who will leave?"

After Jiang Jue confirmed that the bedding and pillowcases were clean enough, he paused and said, "The trap is the rising demand."

"trap?"

Jiang Jue put down his pillow, frowned slightly and said, "Everyone's needs are different and will change."

Some people may just want to come here to play tricks at first, but now they want to stir up the muddy water and win in the end.

Someone may initially want to be the first to leave, and end up competing to vote to drive everyone away.

What Chen Chen photographs is human nature itself.

All desires and obsessions will be exposed in this closed environment, and will be infinitely magnified in just thirteen days.

Qi Lin didn't expect him to see so clearly, he was stunned for a long time and said: "I think about what I want."

He really thought about coming to the show.

But the truth is, there's no script, no characters, no synopsis of any kind.

Everything depends on your own initiative.

What I want... is not to be controlled by others.

I hate being speculated and controlled by other people.

He looked at Jiang Jue and said seriously, "If you want to stay until the end, I will try my best to stay."

Jiang Jue took a sip of water and said slowly, "I really want to play with them."

The first day of the game.

There is no leader, no order and no rules.

Although the lunch was quite sumptuous, everyone was obviously quite depressed.

Another good-natured actor suggested that if we don't play a game to decide the winner, the one who loses today will be voted out. He also encountered fierce opposition from a few people.

People are afraid that they will be the one whose interests are sacrificed.

Jiang watched everyone's reactions calmly, and didn't speak suddenly until after lunch, "Today, someone said something to me in the public bathroom."

His voice was neither high nor low, but it made everyone else quiet instantly.

The public restroom is by default the only place that cannot be tapped or recorded.

Who told him what?

Jiang Yanzhi lazily raised his head, then poked the cauliflower on his plate with lowered eyes.

"This person said," he paused for a moment, his eyes fell to the empty place: "There are several people who were promised various benefits by Director Chen when they came in."

The cold and steady voice gave people a chilling feeling at this moment.

"What's the benefit?" He glanced around, showing a dumbfounded smile: "A doctor who can perform surgery on his family? A film contract from Hollywood? Or a huge sum of money that people can't refuse?"

"I do not know."

He walked to the transmission window with the plate in his hand, his back looked like a mature and steady man.

"Since everyone has their own thoughts, why not vote directly by secret ballot."

Qi Lin's face changed, he didn't know why he did this.

Is what Jiang Jue said true?

Did he really exchange messages with someone in the bathroom?

Jiang Jue... what conditions would he be tempted by?

Everyone was observing the expressions of the others, but no one objected.

Bai Ping was flipping through magazines with a cigarette in his mouth, and stood by Jiang Yanzhi's side, obviously not thinking too much.

Jiang Jue suddenly became the leader of this group.

He made a dozen equal-edge slips of A4 paper and sent one to everyone.

"Come on, vote by secret ballot."

Qi Lin was sitting on his right, and suddenly felt like he was back in the filming of "Twelve Citizens" with him.

The scene is almost exactly the same.

Everyone hides unknown motives, and what everyone says may not be sincere.

Moreover, the vote of the twelve citizens is also to cast an innocent person to death.

Jiang Jue collected the notes together and began to sing votes in the silent hall.

"Jiang Yanzhi, one vote."

"Jiao Fu, one vote."

"Jiang Jue, one vote."

"Yu Ren, one vote."

"Yu Ren, two votes."

……

But in the end, it was Lin Jiuguang who was dozing off beside him.

Lin Jiuguang finished the announcement and sat on the plane and bus all morning. He was lying on the table and fell asleep. When he heard his name, he froze for a moment, apparently in disbelief: "I——I?!"

"Yes, you're out." Bai Ping said slowly, "Have dinner and say goodbye to us."

Lin Jiuguang was stunned for a long time, thinking that he would become cannon fodder without saying anything, how can he play this game.

He got up and bowed to everyone, and went upstairs to concentrate on catching up on sleep.

Who will be voted out today has been decided.

But the atmosphere remained unchanged.

Nervous and stalemate, even a little shuddering.

Jiang Jue returned to the bedroom, and Qi Lin soon followed.

"Is what you said just now true?" Qi Lin asked: "Is it true that some people give some people some benefits, so that they desperately confuse the water?"

Jiang Jue stared at Qi Lin for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed.

"It's time for you to enter the role, Qi Lin."