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Rong Yuheng trained for the whole morning, and when he came back at noon, he received a call from Xu Sun.

This time Xu Sun didn't practice Tai Chi anymore. He went straight to the subject, "Yu Heng, the resources for the "Treasure Hunt" are still yours. It is the requirement of the program group...Do you know this?"

Xu Sun’s words were a little tentative, and Rong Yuheng opened the protective cover and stopped back without a word.

"Really, I also just heard from you, Brother Sun."

Xu Sun didn't quite believe it, and continued to test, "Why do you say this?"

Rong Yuheng was speechless, Xu Sun was like a little question mark, where did so many questions come from.

He is shameless, "Probably it is my talent."

Xu Sun choked for a while and could only give up the topic. If there are people behind Rong Yuheng, they must be someone who can't even break off Zai'an's uncle, and he can't afford to offend him.

"Then you make adjustments today, and I will pick you up tomorrow."

"Thank you Brother Sun."

Rong Yuheng finished the conversation with Xu Sun, Zhou Shubai peeked over from the side, "Rong Xiaoji, are you going to record a variety show?"

Rong Yuheng's spit was turned around on the tip of his tongue, and then he swallowed it back forcibly...

Zhou Shubai is really more and more creative. What is the nickname of "Rong Xiaoji" for petting and criticizing?

"Well, I'm going to record a trial version of the variety show tomorrow."

Zhou Shubai was not sour after hearing the words, and sent blessings sincerely and proudly.

"Oh, come on. As this young master's machine~ don't embarrass this young master."

He has completely put Rong Yuheng into the household kitchenware series. After hearing this, Rong Yuheng feels complicated.

"You shouldn't be able to lose your face... After all, no one will feel that your face is dull if the pots and pans at home are smashed."

Zhou Shubai was persuaded by his powerful analogy, and when he was ashamed, he did not forget to express his kindness, "You are different, you are the collector's edition."

Rong Yuheng was moved by it, "Thank you... this is really exaggerating me."

Zhou Shubai comforted him, "No, you are worth it."

Zou Yi and Pu Zaixi have not yet returned, so they lack a sober bystander to point out the absurdity of this conversation.

Fortunately, Rong Yuheng's phone turned on for a while, and a message popped up, and Zhou Shubai stopped releasing his kindness, "Someone is looking for you, you should be busy."

Rong Yuheng clicked on the message with a "hmm", and found that it was Wen Zezheng.

On the opposite side, Wen Zezheng was suspected of being hacked. The demons usually sent three [海 otter rubbing their face.jpg] in a row...

Rong Yuheng gently deducted the question mark:?

Wen Zezheng on the other end received a question mark, but he was still a little bit happy-in his heart, only people with good relationships would be so casual!

If Rong Yuheng could understand his thoughts at this moment, he would definitely try his best to correct him:

No, Zai'an and I exchanged question marks when we scolded each other.

Wen Zezheng was actually itching in his heart and wanted to talk to Rong Yuheng.

Especially when he learned that the latter had won the resources, he couldn't help being happy for him. There was an impulse in his chest, and he had to vent something.

Wen Zexuan is not the kind of person who can find a topic, he thought for a while, raised his hand and took a few photos and sent it over.

With the words "The other party is typing..." appeared at the top, he straightened his back expectantly, his face reflected in the rising sun, like a bright red scarf floating on his chest...

The mood of Rong Yuheng on this end is completely different.

He looked at the few dry pictures in the dialog box, hesitated and stopped, and he wanted to stop talking-Wen Zezong's message had no textual explanation throughout the whole process, not even a punctuation mark!

Rong Yuheng completely understands that he can't!

He stared at this series of messages intently, and then fell into contemplation...

The scenes of Survival on the Deserted Island and the battle between the police and the robbers jumped repeatedly in his mind, freely reorganizing, and the leftovers of the spy war and the detective drama are not willing to intersperse lonely...

Rong Yuheng's brows frowned and tightened, and then a bold conclusion popped out of his mind.

Could it be that Wen Zezhen was kidnapped!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt reasonable: the sea otter rubbing his face was a secret sign, suggesting that he was in an abnormal state at the moment; the photo was a clue, naming the other side's place.

As soon as the conclusion came out, Rong Yuheng suddenly became uneasy: Wen Zezheng looks so good! I don't know if it was robbed of money or robbed of sex.

Rong Yuheng held Yu Guanyin tightly and offered a second prayer, while trying to confirm the other party's personal safety.

[Rong Yuheng]: Is it convenient for video?

After sending this sentence, Wen Zezhen did not respond for a long time.

Rong Yuheng has already dashed out of the dormitory and ran to the end of the corridor where no one passed by, ready to line up passionately with the kidnappers at any time!

However, the news for verification was like a stone sinking into the sea, without the slightest splash...

The panic in Rong Yuheng's heart gradually expanded—

He was killed!

It's too late to say, then soon, just as Rong Yuheng's task-bearing little hand has pressed "11", the message "Suspected Victim" Wen Zezong popped up at the top of the screen.

[Wen Zetong]: Yes.

At this time, Wen Zezhen didn't know, he might be able to hear the police sirens on the streets of Country F two seconds later.

Rong Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that there is still some life left.

He hurriedly dialed the video call. As soon as it rang twice, the other side picked it up—

A magnified handsome face of Wen Zezhen jumped onto the screen instantly, and the lens shook twice, seeming to be adjusting the angle of view, and finally froze 45 degrees obliquely.

"..." Rong Yuheng's gaze gradually turned from worry to suspicious.

Why does the other party seem to have nothing to do, and still have a concave angle?

The tips of Wen Zezhen's hair were stained with water, which was very deliberately smeared and slippery. With this face that is often featured in fashion magazines, it is really hard to describe.

He glanced over, then moved away, "Hello?"

Rong Yuheng narrowed his eyes and moved his face to try to distinguish his situation, "Mr. Wen, are you okay? If you are kidnapped, you blink."

He leaned close so hard that almost his entire face was stuck on the screen, as if he was about to kiss him. A small piece of collarbone was also exposed behind the chin, and the neckline was hooked down with the movement of bowing his head, but the lower half of the fascinating imagination was hidden from the screen.

Wen Zexong's brain was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, the hands began to act uncontrollably and autonomously...

Rong Yuheng waited for Wen Zezhen for a few seconds, but before he could answer, he looked down: the other side's hands outside the screen seemed to be making some small movements...

It looks like it is taking a screenshot.

Rong Yuheng was silent.

He really didn't want to use the worst malice to speculate on the kind-hearted Wen Zezheng, especially the latter was willing to accept the unspoken rules on his behalf by committing a crime.

Rong Yuheng endured it for several seconds, but still couldn't hold it back. He tried to speak gently, "Mr. Wen, if I misunderstood, then I apologize... Are you taking a screenshot?"

"!"

Wen Zezong who was exposed was suddenly startled and blinked in an instant.

Rong Yuheng, "..."

Wen Zezong, "..."

Rong Yuheng was so shocked that Huazhi trembled, and he made a screaming voice, "You blinked! You were really kidnapped!"

Wen Zezong hurried to appease, "No no no no..."

His movements were too fast, and a drop of water hung from the tip of his hair fell down because of the violent shaking, and hit his brow with a click. This situation is even more absurd in this situation.

"I am in country F, and I have not been kidnapped!"

"Isn't kidnapped?" Rong Yuheng calmed down a bit when he heard the words, but he still didn't let go of his suspicious heart. "What's the matter with that photo?"

Wen Zezhen said, "If you see it, I will take a picture of it for you."

Rong Yuheng probed, "Broadcast?"

Wen Zezhen remained silent for two seconds before raising his eyes. Across the screen, his eyes tightened uncontrollably, with a little embarrassment.

"No, I just sent it to you."

Rong Yuheng, "..."

After a long silence between the two, Rong Yuheng suddenly hung up the call with a "pop"!

At the end of the empty corridor, he stared at the hung-up phone screen, and a little hand with nowhere to put it on his chest:

I rely on rely on rely on, what...what the hell? ?

Before he calmed down, Wen Zezheng's news followed, and several messages came out in a row.

[Wen Zetong]: What's wrong?

[Wen Zetong]: Did I just say something wrong?

[Wen Zezong]: If you have something to do, get busy first... Let's talk when you are free.

[Wen Zedong]: [Sea Otter Rubbing Face.jpg]

Rong Yuheng, "..." Grass!

His turbulent mood suddenly became more turbulent!

What the **** is Wen Zezong, what atmosphere was it just now, and what kind of look was he in his eyes?

The sea otter rubs his face!

Rong Yuheng just wants to rub his mind now: Wen Zezong, you should be sober! You're going to **** ooc, do you know?

…

Rong Yuheng dragged his exhausted body and mutilated soul back to the dormitory. When he opened the door, he saw Pu Zaixi and Zou Yi also inside.

When the two saw him, their faces showed the same horror.

"You look like you were sucked away by the goblin!"

Zhou Shubai interrupted, "The little phone just went out to make a call."

Pu Zaixi thoughtfully, "Remotely absorb yang?"

Rong Yuheng shook his head, not wanting to say more.

He tried to convince himself that Wen Zezhen might be unacceptable and had a mental illness, so he would be fine when he came back.

The next day was the recording of "Treasure Hunt".

Although Xu Sun is a wall-to-wall grass, it is also a tough wall-to-wall grass. He drove the car early in the morning to pick up Rong Yuheng, and he was responsible.

The program was recorded in the next city. After driving for more than an hour, Rong Yuheng still closed the windows as soon as he got in the car, and exhaled with his mouth under his breath.

Xu Sun felt like he was transporting a jet plane.

Xu Sun, "The biggest guy in this recording is Su Yuyin. In addition, there are trainees Gou Li and Chen Shulin from other companies, and a little pink Xitao who has just finished playing a web drama. There are five of you, and you are inside. The latest newcomer."

Rong Yuheng, "Huh..."

Xu Sun, "When you see Su Yuyin, remember to say hello. He is ten years older than you. You can call him a teacher or a brother."

Rong Yuheng, "Huh..."

Xu Sun, "Use your strengths to show a little more brilliant-forget it, don't be too brilliant, just enough. Understand?"

Rong Yuheng, "Huh..."

Xu Sun, "..."

He turned around unbearably, "Just tell me, are you protesting against me for looting your resources?"

Rong Yuheng choked.

He really didn't, he just couldn't breathe simply.