After I was confessed, I was reborn [Entertainment]

This is the first 'day' after the reality TV series officially started.

Last night, the short high school student who lived with Gu Xian died.All the players sat around a round table, looking at each other.

The little man wears a little white courtesy on top of his head, which means 'the player who was brutally murdered'.

He spread his hands, "You guys are ruthless, I didn't have time to know anything, so I passed away."

The identity of the little man seems to be a villager.Everyone got together to discuss the plot, and everyone was very serious, adding jokes while analyzing the plot seriously.The photographer is also shooting. As a werewolf, Cen Nian should have actively participated in the plot and actively misled.

But he is always distracted.

Cen Nian stared at the roses in the glass vase on the table.

...Fu Ran, are you an idiot?

Yaya recognized him. Last night, Fu Ran showed a similar personality to the silly big one. Fu Ran called him 'Mr. Cen', and that little dog Yudiao——

The key!

Cen Nian opened his eyes, and suddenly caught a thread.

Puppy Jade Carving.

At this moment, the jade carving is not in his hands.In his previous life, it was given to him by Fu Ran on a certain birthday many years later.According to Yaya, Fu Ran was carving jade carvings when he was 17 years old, then at this moment, the jade carvings are in Fu Ran's hands.

But Fu Ran also specifically emphasized that 'the assistant picked it randomly'.

Actually not?

However, in the final analysis, "Fu Ran is a fool" is just his personal speculation, and all the so-called "evidences" are not convincing enough if you look into it carefully.

Moreover, when Fu Ran was 23 years old...

When Fu Ran was in high school, he suspended school for a year because of family matters.So when I was 23 years old and still in my senior year, Fu Ran had already started filming at that time, so how could he be mentally retarded and covered in rashes——

"Teacher Cen?" Gu Xian waved her five fingers in front of his eyes, and asked him solemnly, "Are you thinking about your new book?"

Cen Nian's identity in the reality show is a 'fiction writer'.

Cen Nian came back to his senses, opened his pocket watch and took a look, then looked at the expressions of the other seven people present.He smiled and said

"I was wondering, where was Miss Model last night?"

The female model immediately pouted dissatisfiedly, "I'm not used to the food here, why don't I go to town to buy something tonight."

Her roommate, a policewoman, also testified for her.

Cen Nian nodded.

The smooth process of reasoning continues.However, within 2 minutes, Fu Ran, who had been quiet all along, suddenly interrupted

"Sorry, is it time for lunch?"

"Fu Ying—ah, no, is Mr. Fu hungry?" The fat chef covered his mouth and laughed narrowly, "Then let's stop delaying and start voting directly."

Fu Ran gave a noncommittal 'hmm'.

Cen Nian took another look at him.

It was only 11:30, but Cen Nian was indeed hungry.I didn't eat breakfast, didn't even drink my saliva, and was dragged here to listen to various conspiracy theories.

The results of the first round of voting, there are two votes, the result is invalid.After lunch, the program group suddenly notified——

Due to the player's low enthusiasm for the game, he entered the first round of punishment game, truth or dare.Please arrive at the old tavern on time at seven o'clock in the evening.

"My God," Gu Xian rubbed her hands, "Truth or Dare."

Cen Nian had no interest in chatting with him, so he said a few words and left by himself.

What happened to Fu Ran's illness?

A dark cloud formed in Cen Nian's heart.

He hadn't given it much thought before.

Fu Ran's appearance in front of him has always been healthy.He lives a regular life, insists on exercising, and has regular physical examinations. From all aspects, he is a person who can live to be a hundred years old.

Evenings are reserved for 'Truth or Dare', while afternoons are for players to explore on their own.Cen Nian did not test each other with other players, but walked along the path by himself.If Fu Ran is indeed a big fool who has lived here for nearly a month, there must be some traces left behind.

Will……

Cen Nian turned a corner, his eyes froze.

It was an abandoned adobe house.It used to be a canteen, but later the owner went to work in the city, and the house was abandoned. In recent years, it has become a place for children to play.Cen Nian paused, opened the door, and walked in.

In the countryside, children don't have much to play with.Jumping grid, glass marbles, grids are painted on the ground of the earth embryo room, and the back of the wooden door is full of children's messages.

Including confessions to celebrities like 'I will always like xxx', as well as words like 'xxx is a big liar' written in chalk or ballpoint pen on who you hate recently.

And there, a word is crooked and the font is not good-looking, but it is written in a large and correct manner.

——'I like Teacher Cen'.

——'youareystar'

The stupid big man doesn't know many words, but he is very talented.When he got better, he would occasionally move a small bench and attend classes with the children in the class.The rash was confirmed by the doctor to be non-infectious, but the children still didn't like him, thinking he was stupid, ugly, and unable to speak, but the big fool didn't care, and he still came every day happily.

He also knew that he was not welcome, so he stopped entering the classroom and listened carefully outside the window.

Volunteer teachers in the countryside mostly wear several jobs.Cen Nian is himself, teaching Chinese, mathematics, English and physical education at the same time.The big fool doesn't have homework, but the children have homework, and he insists on doing homework. He often writes today's Protestant Chinese characters stroke by stroke on the sand with a branch.

His handwriting is ugly, but very correct.

——It is exactly the same as the font written in blue chalk on the wooden door at this time.

Cen Nian was silent for a long time.

Next to the chalk, there is a small line of words crossed out.Cen Nian squatted down, looked carefully, and found that it was a sentence of 'cen the year of the dog, little boy. 'It was written by a child and scolded Cen Nian. Hate him.

Unexpectedly, the child was still scolding him behind his back.Cen Nian smiled and fell silent again.

That sentence should have been crossed out by the idiot.One day when the idiot came home late, his forehead was pierced by a stone, and the child's parents came to Cen Nian's dormitory to complain.So, the big fool fought with that kid because of Cen Nian?

Cen Nian stretched out his finger, paused, and stroked the phrase 'youareystar'

same font.

It was also summer.One night, Cen Nian lit a lamp and read a book in the yard, and the sky was dotted with large swaths of stars.The big, silly man sat on the mat beside him, curled up at Cen Nian's feet like a loyal dog.

Cen Nian thought he was asleep and wanted to get up to get him a blanket.And just as he stood up, the big silly man moved and hugged his calf.

"Don't go." The big fool muttered vaguely.

"I thought you were asleep." Cen Nian paused, sat down, and said, "Are you sleepy? Go into the room and sleep."

The big fool shook his head.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, looked up at Cen Nian for a while, and laughed.The silly big man's vocal cords were injured, his voice was not very pleasant, and his speech was not clear

"nice."

Cen Nian smiled, thinking he was talking about the stars in the sky.Today's English class happened to be talking about the word 'star'. Cen Nian took a branch and wrote him four letters on the ground, asking

"Are the stars pretty?"

The big silly man looked at him, shook his head, and nodded again.

Then, he looked down at the four letters for a long time.

"..."

Memory comes back.

Cen Nian looked at the small wooden door in front of him for a long time, feeling emotional.If the big fool hadn't disappeared, maybe they would be good friends now.

He still didn't feel that Fu Ran was a big fool.Cen Nian thought about it, took a picture of the entire wooden door with his mobile phone, and went back to take a closer look, then he turned and left.

10 minute later.

In the alley, footsteps sounded.It was a tall man, with his shirt cuffs rolled up to his elbows, and holding a mobile phone, he followed his memory and walked to the abandoned canteen.

"Yeah." Fu Ran listened to the phone intently.

I don't know what was said there, Fu Ran pondered for a moment and asked

"Key evidence?"

"Yes," said the person on the other end of the phone, "The Cen family is very cunning, and without enough interests, it is impossible for them to show their flaws."

"Ah."

Fu Ran thought for a while, and wrote lightly, "Use that piece of land in City Z as bait."

"What?!" The people over there were shocked.

The land in City Z was left by the old man of the Fu family. Before the development of City Z, it was the location of the city center, and now the house price has more than tripled.What's more, that street is full of memories of Fu Ran's childhood.

He has lived with his grandparents since he was eight years old, and spent countless days in that street.

"Seriously?" the person opposite asked with a solemn expression.

Fu Ran's expression was as usual, and he let out a 'hmm'.

The two talked a few more words and hung up the phone.

Fu Ran squatted down in front of the wooden door.

Next to the huge line of "I like Teacher Cen", there is a small, very faint handwriting.What was written in that handwriting was not a paragraph, but a few lines of staff notes.

...is the original score of starflos.

Fu Ran stretched out his hand, hesitated for a moment, and gently wiped away the very faint staff.

——I hope Cen Nian hasn't come here yet.

into the night.

The program team is quite flawed in some aspects. I never expected that the setting of the "old tavern" of Truth or Dare is quite attentive.It was a small building with retro medieval decoration, vines hanging on the wall, a whole row of wine sacs, and a small wooden board nailed full of parchment, posting 'reward tasks'.

High school students are out.Chefs, writers, journalists, models, police officers, office workers, and photographers sat down one by one.

In the center of the round table with intricate patterns, there is a crystal wine glass, which is half full of dark red wine.

When Cen Nian sat down, he happened to be next to the female model.The two chatted for a few words.

They were the same kind of people, and they chatted quite speculatively.

However, Cen Nian was somewhat absent-minded.He had just received a call from the Cen family's eyeliner - the trick he had set for the Cen family had been seen through, and although he had some evidence in his hand, the Cen family was too cunning and lacked the most crucial clue.

He wasn't in a rush, just a little annoyed.

"The game begins." After everyone was seated, the mechanical voice-over reminded.At the same time, the wine glasses on the table began to spin.

Cen Nian stared at the glass absently.

Unexpectedly, at the end of the countdown, the wine in the glass just tilted towards him.

Cen Nian "...?"

"Congratulations to Writer Cen," said the voice-over, "for being the lucky winner of the first round of truth or dare."

"Choose the truth or take a big risk?"

Gu Xian whistled, the chef breathed a sigh of relief, and the female model patted Cen Nian on the shoulder gloatingly.

Cen Nian "..."

"The truth." Cen Nian glanced at Fu Ran, then changed his words, "Big adventure."

"Okay. Please choose a number."

"Nine." Cen Nian said casually.

"The content of the big adventure is that everyone likes princess hugs! Ask the princess to hug your teammate, or be hugged by your teammate princess, for 30 seconds."

Cen Nian raised his eyebrows.

Fu Ran was silent for a moment, then said, "I—"

"Well, director," Cen Nian smiled and interrupted him, "Can you hug someone else's teammate?"

Fu Ran was about to stand up, but now his movements froze.

Cen Nian didn't look at him.

Fu Ran clenched his hands, then let go again.He looked at Cen Nian with a calm expression and gloomy eyes.

The mechanical voice-over was silent for a moment and said two words

"can."

Just as Cen Nian was about to call Gu Xian, the female model beside him put her hand on his shoulder, "Hug me, little writer."

She suppressed her throat, and the phrase 'hold me' was extremely ambiguous.

Cen Nian was taken aback.

At the same time, Fu Ran's face darkened.

The female model winked at Cen Nian.She is very good-looking. She was originally a model by profession. She is an outgoing and enthusiastic beauty.Cen Nian was surprised, but after all it was not good to offend the lady in public, so he could only nod.

The female model was half a head shorter than Cen Nian.Cen Nian stood up, and she wrapped her arms around Cen Nian's neck in a gentle manner, and was picked up by Cen Nian.

She is very light.

Cen Nian hadn't hugged the girl very much, so his hands and feet were a little stiff.The chef and the photographer started whistling and booing, and everyone joked in good faith, only Fu Ran.

Fu Ran sat opposite, staring at the two of them.

He was silent, out of tune with the lively atmosphere around him, even his eyes looked gloomy.

His gaze paused for a moment on the sweat on the tip of Cen Nian's nose and the blush on his cheeks, and then he lowered his eyelids again.

In the last ten seconds, the female model put her arms around Cen Nian's neck and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

The whistle was louder.

Cen Nian became more and more stiff.

Then played a few more rounds.

Cen Nian and the female model seemed to be favored by the god of luck, and they often won prizes.In just two hours, I hugged, looked at each other affectionately, and kissed the forehead.Until one more time, the wine leaned towards Cen Nian again——

"Sorry." Fu Ran, who had been silent for most of the night, made a pause gesture and said, "Can I take a 10-minute break?"

The program team agreed.

"Cen Nian." Fu Ran stood up, looked at Cen Nian, and said softly, "I have something to say to you alone."

Cen Nian didn't look at him, just smiled and wrote lightly

"But I don't want to hear it."

Fu Ran was silent.

The whole house fell silent.

A few people didn't dare to take a breath. They looked at Cen Nian and Fu Ran.After a while, Gu Xian began to change the subject artificially, chatting with the people around her.

Cen Nian was still playing with his phone with his head down.

Fu Ran didn't speak, and didn't walk away.Standing next to Cen Nian with his back straight, he looked like a student who had been punished for not doing his homework.

After half a minute, Cen Nian stood up and let out a long breath.

"5 minutes."

He held the phone and said to Fu Ran.

Cen Nian casually took a glass of wine in his hand and walked out.

The small building has a balcony, and they stand on the balcony.Fu Ran looked at him for a moment and said

"If you're going to have a relationship, she's not a good enough candidate."

'She' refers to a female model.

"Oh," Cen Nian didn't ask why, he nodded, looked at Fu Ran, and smiled, "Mr. Fu, are you going to speak ill of other girls behind their backs?"

"I didn't say that." Fu Ran whispered.

"Don't talk about that," Cen Nian gestured, "I'm an adult, who I fall in love with, marry, or even sleep with—this is a very normal thing, and it has nothing to do with you, right?"

Fu Ran was silent.

"I'm just afraid of you," he said softly after a long while, "I'm afraid you will fall into it."

Cen Nian sized him up for a while, then sneered.He swung his wine glass

"I thought what I said during the day was clear enough. Of course, I don't mind—"

"Yes." Fu Ran interrupted him in a low voice, "Cen Nian, she likes you."

"Really?" Cen Nian was noncommittal, "Maybe."

"Tonight, or later, maybe..."

"So what?" Cen Nian gave him a strange look and smiled, "I'm an adult, so it's normal for me to fall in love and have a girlfriend."

Fu Ran's breathing was stagnant.

"If that's all you're going to say, I'm going first."

Cen Nian looked at him for a moment, felt a little bored, and turned around.

"Cen Nian."

Fu Ran was behind him, calling him in a low and urgent voice.

Cen Nian frowned, stopped walking, but didn't turn around.

Fu Ran was behind him, whispering

"I'm crazy with envy."

"The Fu family took the piece of land in the center of City Z, and changed the tone of the superiors with us."

Mrs. Cen, hugging the cat, sat on the sofa and talked to her husband.

Cen Lijun frowned, "Is there such a good thing? It can't be a trick."

Madam Cen shook her index finger.

"It looks like we got a big buzz, but in fact..."

The couple got together and talked.

Two hours later, Cen Lijun heaved a sigh of relief, his face stained with joy.

"By the way, Cen Nian..."

Hearing the name, Mrs. Cen snorted coldly.

She squinted her eyes, she didn't know what to think of, and said in a low voice, "Just like that stupid woman Cen Yudie, she's all pretending to be smart."

"If he makes some small moves," Mrs. Cen stroked the Persian cat in her arms, and wrote lightly, "it's a big deal..."