[Zhang Jike] Unexpected

"It's time to test that." He Jiong suggested.

Meeting his eyes, Peng Yuchang understood, "Yes."

The couple wondered, "What?"

He Jiong, "Can you count horses?"

Qin Mo, who had watched the show, nodded. Beside her, Zhang Jike ate melon seeds slightly slowly and remained silent.

He Jiong, "Keke can't do it?"

Zhang Jike shook his head honestly.

Hehehe, Peng Yuchang couldn't control himself and laughed wickedly.

"Listen well." He Jiong rolled up his sleeves and slapped three times, "Guess, how many horses?"

Zhang Jike ate melon seeds, taking his time, "Three."

He Jiong, "No, five horses."

"Come again." Another hasty clap five times, "How many horses?"

Zhang Jike was eating melon seeds, taking his time, "Six?"

He Jiong, "No, it's two horses."

"Look for its logic and laws." Qin Moyi reminded.

Pa, "How many horses are these?"

Zhang Jike is nibbling melon seeds...continuing to nibble melon seeds...

The man fell into deep thought, but his mouth didn't stop.

The waiting time was extremely long. After a while, he said unhurriedly, "Three horses."

"Four horses." He Jiong corrected.

Licking his back molars, Zhang Jike was thoughtful, and it seemed that he already had an idea.

He Jiong, "One more."

Pop, snap, "How many horses are there?"

Zhang Jike ate melon seeds, calmly said, "Three."

"That's right." He Jiong was surprised.

Zhang Jike raised the corners of his mouth, his expression was so calm that it was completely impossible to guess his thoughts.

He Jiong was dubious, "Try you again."

Papa papa, "How many?"

"One." Zhang Jike ate melon seeds, leisurely.

Pa, "How many horses?"

"Two horses."

Papapa, "How many horses?"

"Three horses."

After many tests, He Jiong finally believed that he had really figured out the rules of the game.

"You are amazing."

Officially certified by Mushroom House, the fastest cracker in history to crack horse counting——We Zhang Jikeer.

Seeing that the melon seeds in the fruit plate were about to be swept away by someone, Qin Moyi tugged at the hem of his clothes under the table, and stared in shock, "Eat less."

If you get angry, you will feel uncomfortable.

Hearing the warning in her tone, Zhang Jike looked at the mountain of melon seed shells piled up in front of him, and stopped decisively.

On the other side, He Jiong said: "There is a new one, do you want to play?"

"it is good."

"Please pay attention, look at me." He Jiong got up, and put his hands in front of his eyes, "This is open."

Cross your hands on your chest, "This is off."

The right hand is higher than the left hand, "Is this on or off?"

The couple have bright eyes.

Qin Mo probed, "Open?"

He Jiong shook his head, "This is off."

"..."

Qin Mo bit her lip, Zhang Jike squeezed her hand to show her encouragement.

"Come again."

A strange gesture, "This is open."

Another odd gesture, "This is off."

Another odd gesture, "Is this on or off?"

Zhang Tuoer Zifeng, "Close."

He Jiong confirmed the result, "Yes, it is off."

After thinking for two seconds, Qin Mo leaned close to the man's ear and covered it with his hand, "I don't think it has anything to do with the movement, it should be similar to counting horses."

Zhang Jike leaned over to listen to her, and calmly confirmed the guess.

Across the coffee table, Mr. He was still persevering in giving moves, showing off endless fancy poses, and his mischievous appearance aroused their hatred.

The couple's eyes were dazzled, and at a certain moment, Qin Moyi's attention reached the right place.

"Is this on or off?"

Qin Mo confirmed, "Close."

He Jiong was surprised, "That's right."

The exciting verification process begins.

After a fancy gesture, "Is this on or off?"

Qin Mo said crisply, "Open."

A fancy gesture (new), "Is this on or off?"

Qin Mo said decisively, "Open."

He Jiong couldn't believe it, "This couple is amazing, our Mushroom House game has never been so waterloo."

Zhang Jike touched the girl's smart head, trying to gain some IQ.

Qin Mo was staggered by him, "Mr. He, you are also amazing, you can do things differently every time."

He Jiong laughed and said to himself: "I guess I can cut out a dance even if I give a question."

How can the later stage of yearning not satisfy his wish?

[Audience friends please enjoy, "365 Switches" brought by the performer "Famous Switch Dance Artist, He Jiong"]

Everyone laughed together.

After laughing, Huang Lei teased, "Jike still doesn't know?"

If you don’t know, you don’t know, Zhang Jike is frank.

He Jiong, "Then Mo Yi, you quietly tell Jike that the specific rules will not be disclosed in our program."

Zhang Jike put his ear to the girl's mouth, and then, Qin Moyi leaned on his shoulder and said in a breathy voice: "The last word of Mr. He's question, you can see whether he opened his mouth or closed his mouth. Corresponds to 'on' and 'off'."

So it turned out that Zhang Jike pulled it to the girl's ear in turn, and also replied in a breathy voice: "Our eyes are really sharp."

Qin Mo raised his chest proudly, "Am I good?"

Zhang Jike smiled sullenly, "My wife is the best."

Playing around until midnight, the others seemed sleepy to some extent, only Zhang Jike, a big Tibetan mastiff full of energy, seemed out of place among them.

There is no other reason, it is still related to training.

Being led by Liu Guoliang, I stayed up until three or four in the morning, watched the video, went to sleep for two or three hours, and then had to compete again.Year after year, I have long been used to it.

He Jiong, "What time does Mo Yi usually go to bed?"

Qin Mo replied honestly, "It's usually around eleven o'clock."

The implication was that He Jiong guessed, "Will you stay with Ke Er when he comes back?"

Qin Mo nodded, "I want to spend more time with him."

Huang Lei took over the baton of cracking melon seeds, "Does Ji Ke feel a little bit uncomfortable after hearing this?"

"Yes." Zhang Jike was very frank, taking a deep breath, he stretched out his hand to embrace the girl's thin shoulders, and rubbed his palm up and down unconsciously.

Seeing that the atmosphere had become gloomy, Qin Moyi hurriedly made jokes, "After all, I used all the money Ke Ge used to support his family to buy facial masks."

Zhang Jike smiled helplessly, "Okay, you can buy as much as you want, and if I don't have enough money, I'll go out and earn."

He is too old to listen to dog abuse, so He Jiong must use his own strength to defend the joy of Mushroom House.

"You two, now is the time to see our magic."

He waited for everyone's eyes to focus before continuing, "There is magic between me and Peng Peng."

Speaking of this, Huang Lei smiled inexplicably.

"Welcome to experience the Mushroom House classic project." Qin Mo patted the man and cheered him on.

Zhang Jike raised his eyebrows, ready to wait and see.

He Jiong, "I'll turn my back on it. If you tell Peng Peng anything, I can find it."

"So amazing?" Zhang Jike raised his eyebrows.

He Jiong smiled triumphantly at him, turned around blindfolded, Peng Yuchang gained the dominance of the game, and under the watchful eyes of several people, he whispered a few words in Teacher He's ear before announcing the start of the game.

The guessed items are selected by Zhang Jike himself.

"Okay, Teacher He."

After being notified, He Jiong turned back, and Peng Yuchang quickly pointed to the fruit plate without delay, "Is this it?"

He Jiong shook his head, "No."

Pointing to the potted plant, "Is this it?"

He Jiong still shook his head, "No."

"That." Peng Yuchang deliberately ran away to point to the couplet with black characters on a red background, "Is this it?"

He Jiong continued to shake his head, "No."

"Is that this?" Peng Yuchang asked, pointing to the ceramic cup.

"Yes." He Jiong answered extremely decisively.

Watching the whole process, Zhang Jike smiled awkwardly, puzzled.

"Okay, let's do it again."

In this way, He Jiong and Peng Yuchang cooperated with each other, and they guessed the designated items perfectly in the next few rounds.

"..." Zhang Jike took a sip of his tea in annoyance, and took the opportunity to secretly ask Qin Moyi for help.

He was not easily defeated by his cuteness, "Can you give me a hint?" In order to be fair and just, Qin Mo asked the others, and after getting permission, he said: "The full name of this game is 'Black Magic'."

Therefore, the focus is on "black".

Rubbing his face, Zhang Jike carefully recalled the details of the game just now.

Related to "black", it should refer to color.

!

Zhang Jike had a flash of inspiration, "Is the designated item behind the black thing in this order?"

"That's right again."

Now that the situation has developed, He Jiong simply let go of the burden, "Oh, it's boring, it's not fun, the guests are too smart."

Worried that the other party would really be autistic by him, Zhang Jike hurriedly said: "It's not that I'm smart, the main reason is that there are hints, and the hints are quite obvious."

"It's still Mr. He and Peng Peng who are kind and didn't change the colors, otherwise Brother Ke wouldn't have thought about it at all." Qin Moyi followed in relief.

Teacher He, who was barely coaxed, put away his temper, and the time came to the early morning of the second day.

Qin Mo tried his best not to fall asleep, but it was not that easy to resist Duke Zhou's meeting. He nodded at first, and finally hid behind Zhang Jike's generous shoulders and dozed off quietly.

Noticing this scene, He Jiong lowered his voice, "Everyone, are you sleepy? I'm a little sleepy."

Huang Lei said, "All right, go back to sleep."

The four in Mushroom House got up one by one, Zhang Jike woke up the girl softly, and led her up the stairs slowly with blurred eyes.

Sending him to the door of the girl's dormitory, seeing no one around, he held up the girl's little face and kissed him good night. Then, the girl slipped into his arms in a daze, and instinctively stretched out her arms to hug him back. Zhang Jike's heart softened. It's a mess.

After a while of inseparability, the annoying classmate Xiao Qin finally entered the room obediently.

As soon as the door was closed, the inside and outside were separated. In the empty corridor, the tall and straight man lowered his head slightly, like a flower short of water, and suddenly became sluggish.

The sky is hazy, cloud-shrouded, and the sun is rising from the east.

The first cock crowing in the morning was so loud that it was even harsh, Zhang Jike frowned and turned over.

The biological clock prevented him from closing his eyes almost all night, but he squinted for a while before the sky fully dawned.

Lying flat on the bed, Zhang Jike was emptying himself against the ceiling.He couldn't fall asleep anyway, thinking that the girl should wake up at this point, he moved swiftly and went out lightly.

At the end of the corridor, Zhang Jike leaned close to the door and whispered, "One?" He didn't knock on the door, for fear of disturbing his roommate Zhang Zifeng.

As soon as he finished his words, there were vague movements in the house, and Zhang Jike retreated to the fence, waiting quietly.

A moment later, with a soft "click", the girl opened the door and walked out. He went up to meet her and embraced her affectionately.

On the way to the bathroom, Qin Mo asked, "Why don't you sleep more?"

"No need." Zhang Jike waved his hand.

"Not used to it?"

"No, I slept okay."

As for the 3D snores of Mr. Huang and Mr. He, let’s not mention them.

The man looked as if nothing had happened, but Qin Moyi was his bedside person and knew him extremely well. From the way he walked, he could tell that the man's back pain had flared up again.

Putting his hands behind Zhang Jike's waist, he said, "I'll rub it for you after breakfast."

The man wasn't surprised by this, and responded obediently.

When the couple appeared in the camera again, they both wore a unified moisturizing mask on their faces.

Different from Zhang Jike's rough guy image, he himself is a delicate boy who cares about his appearance very much.

Although he didn't quite understand why he wanted to be tanned and beautiful at the same time, Qin Moyi had every reason to suspect that the man might be even more skilled than her in the matter of just applying the mask.

The two entered the kitchen one after another. Qin Mo raised the fire himself, and then asked the man to sit there and watch.

"There are noodles, rice noodles, and rice and noodles."

Looking around, she reported the staple food that she could cook, "Brother Ke, what do you want to eat in the morning?"

Zhang Jike thought for a while, and was about to speak.

"—vegetable pie?" Qin Mo rushed to answer.

Zhang Jike laughed, "How do you know?"

As soon as Qin Mo stood by the pool, the cool water scrambled to pass through his fingers. No matter how carefully he treated it, the result was still unsatisfactory.

"Because we are so close." She said softly.

Leaving a table of steaming hot breakfast for the mushroom house, the two of them are not hungry yet, first put the six dogs on the leash, divide each into three, and start walking.

This group activity also allowed Zhang Jike to further observe the four little pots and pans, so that he could decide which one to adopt.

This episode, they seemed to be extraordinarily leisurely, and spent most of the time talking and joking, without leaving a deep impression.

Qin Mo thought so himself.

The morning breeze picked up the girl's short hair slowly, as if playing with her, Zhang Jike raised his hand to smooth her.Then, the girl turned her head and smiled sweetly at him.

Just like that little girl back then, she amazed her entire youth.

The two came back from a walk with the dog, and the four of them from Mushroom House finished washing one after another. Everyone enjoyed Qin Moyi's handicraft, pancakes made with simple ingredients, but the taste was not monotonous at all, and everyone was full of praise.

After the meal, sister Peng Peng went to wash the dishes, and Teacher He brought the couple the Mushroom House Diary.

The two of them buried their heads in writing, and Mushroom House still spent their spare time leisurely according to their own rhythm.

Before leaving, Zhang Jike hugged Qin Mo, the girl in his memory, in one hand, and the suitcase in the other, saying goodbye to everyone in Mushroom House, and they boarded the car for the return journey.