The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 511 The Big Winner (Part 7) Who Can Sleep Tonight?

"B, 150-225 pieces, correct answer!"

"Alas!"

As the red-haired TV host finished speaking, everyone in the apartment cheered. Even Zhang Wei, who had bet that Zeng Xiaoxian wouldn't win all his bets, joined in the applause and cheers.

Because at this moment, Zeng Xiaoxian seems to be constantly creating miracles, and the bet seems insignificant in the face of such miracles.

Of course, if it's real money betting on the outside, that's a different story.

"Unbelievable! Teacher Zeng's prize pool has reached 500,000!" Zhang Wei couldn't help but exclaim.

Half a million!
In just a short while, Teacher Zeng received a prize of 500,000 yuan!

Hearing Zhang Wei say this, the others also became excited.

"Will Teacher Zeng continue? We already have 500,000!"

"Will he quit while he's ahead?"

"I believe Teacher Zeng will continue; there are still five million waiting for him!"

"..."

While everyone was discussing it, Zeng Xiaoxian on TV had already given his answer.

"I'll continue."

……

What is the real name of the CN player who won the 2006 WCG Esports World Championship?

During the live broadcast, when the question worth one million appeared, Zeng Xiaoxian's thoughts drifted back to Christmas last year.

That box with "Zeng the Bitch" written on it, the set of cups that looked like ashtrays that he gave to Youyou and Yumo, the mousepad that Hu Yifei gave him...

Oh, by the way, when I was looking for a present on Christmas Day, I suddenly found a gift box containing a pair of black stockings.

It's strange, the question of who sent the gift box and to whom it was intended has become a mystery.

……

Inside the apartment, the people who had also heard the question exchanged bewildered glances.

"Ziqiao, do you know what the WCG world champion's real name is?" Guan Gu Shenqi asked.

Zhang Wei interjected, "Can someone tell me what WCG is first?"

"You don't know this? World Cosplay Girl, Miss Cosplay World." Lu Ziqiao said after thinking for a moment.

"..."

Amidst the glares of the crowd, Tang Youyou retorted, "Nephew, even if you don't know about WCG, you still can't possibly associate esports with glamorous women, can you?"

"Oh no, this question is really obscure. We could figure out the answers to the previous questions by putting our heads together, but now Teacher Zeng is in danger."

Zhang Wei sighed. Although he could win the bet this way, he was still very regretful at the thought of losing Teacher Zeng's 500,000 yuan.

Hmm... He kindly provided the answer to the previous question about how many eyelashes an adult has.

After all, he once actually burned his own eyelashes with a lighter and then hid in the bathroom to count them one by one.

And now this problem...

"Choose A, Li Xiaofeng."

At this moment, Qin Yumo, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

Everyone was taken aback and looked at Qin Yumo.

"Yu Mo, how did you know?" Tang Youyou asked curiously.

"Uh……"

Qin Yumo looked a little embarrassed, and after hesitating for a few seconds, she chuckled dryly, "Well, I remember that Teacher Zeng has a mousepad with the signature of this world champion on it."

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback. Lu Ziqiao immediately got up and ran to the next room. A short while later, he returned with a mouse pad.

"Yes, yes, Yu Mo is right. Teacher Zeng's signature on this mousepad really is Li Xiaofeng."

Lu Ziqiao excitedly handed everyone the mouse pad he had just taken from Zeng Xiaoxian's room.

"That's great, Yu Mo, you even remember that."

"Hehe, good memory, good memory..."

Qin Yumo, who is usually forgetful and has a terrible memory, forced a smile.

How could I forget? Last Christmas, at the same time that Yifei gave Zeng Xiaoxian this mousepad, that bastard Wensheng gave me a pair of stockings.

Qin Yumo forced a smile and thought to herself.

Another reason why this incident left a deep impression on her was that last Christmas, when she and Wen Sheng were going through a cooling-off period, he suddenly gave her such a gift, which was quite a shock.

Since Qin Yumo's soul was purified by the Goddess of Dawn, Nuolan, in early November last year, she and Wen Sheng entered a period of calm.

While this growing distance made her feel that her sense of morality was being reshaped, the emotional rift made her increasingly uncomfortable, especially as time went on, when the night was quiet and the discomfort would intensify.

Just as Wen Sheng initially thought that Yu Mo would only calm down for ten days or half a month at most, after more than a month had passed, not only did Wen Sheng start to frown, but she herself also felt a little panicked.

They used to be inseparable, but now they're either speechless or politely distant. If they could just forcibly separate themselves by distance, that would be better, but they still have to be together every day, which is a bit torturous.

Amidst this dilemma, she received the gift from Wen Sheng when Christmas arrived, which, coincidentally, was seen by Zeng Xiaoxian.

It's important to know that although Yu Mo had the most stockings in the apartment, several girls actually liked wearing stockings, so Yu Mo denied that they were hers.

Despite her denial, she recognized it as a gift from Wen Sheng at first glance.

Because these were the same stockings she had asked him to put on for the first time.

What's even more unspeakable is that the gift she gave to Wensheng that Christmas was a rehash of this incident.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have pretended to be asleep on New Year's Eve...

It was a tacit understanding without words.

For example, at this moment, when Zeng Xiaoxian on TV indeed chose the correct answer, Qin Yumo had a thought and took out her phone to look at Wen Sheng's phone number.

……

Sheshan.

"Why do I get the feeling that your real intentions are not what they seem?"

Inside the tent, after lawyer Zhuge whispered those words, he hugged Dali and focused on watching the show, leaving Wen Sheng standing there in a daze.

What does this mean?
A question mark popped into Wen Sheng's mind, and some strange guesses gradually emerged.

"I also know the answer to this question, so the answer is A."

"Game girl Zhuge Dali said as she looked at the question about e-sports."

Lawyer Zhuge smiled and said, "Dali, seeing how much you know, how about Mom enrolls you in one too?"

"This one……"

Zhuge Dali looked somewhat tempted, but after thinking for a moment, she shook her head and said, "Never mind, I'm not sure I'm right about everything."

After all, she's getting on in years. Even if she loves reading and learning, she's not an encyclopedia, and at least for now, she's not confident.

"I wonder if Uncle Zeng will be able to answer correctly this time?"

"Don't worry, this question won't stump Zeng Xiaoxian."

At this moment, Wen Sheng leaned closer and said with a smile.

"is it?"

Just as Dali was replying, her good mother, who was holding her, tensed up slightly.

Attorney Zhuge glanced discreetly at the man beside her; her hand, which was covered by the blanket, was gently grasped.

“I remember Zeng Xiaoxian had a mousepad with Sky’s signature on it.”

As if unaware, Wen Sheng spoke to Dali in a serious tone.

As he said this, he thought of last Christmas, but his hand naturally followed the outstretched hand of the person next to him and slowly clenched.

"Ding dong!"

Just as they were about to intertwine their fingers, Wen Sheng's phone suddenly rang, and his hand left empty.

"..."

The dog-man's eye twitched, and he almost lost his composure from his previous serious expression.

I took out my phone and saw that it was a message from Yu Mo.

Yu Mo: Did you watch Teacher Zeng's show tonight?

Wen Sheng took a deep breath, unsure whether he and Yu Mo were telepathically connected.

How come it's so perfectly timed?

"Why are you just reading messages but not replying?"

Hearing Attorney Zhuge's voice, Wen Sheng snapped out of his reverie and laughed, "It's irrelevant." "..."

Seeing the astonished look on Zhuge Dasheng's face, the dog man continued while replying to the message: "Just kidding, Yu Mo asked me if I watched Zeng Xiaoxian's show tonight."

Upon hearing this, Attorney Zhuge nodded. Seeing Zeng Xiaoxian on the show answer the question correctly and win a million-dollar prize amidst cheers, she turned to Wen Sheng thoughtfully and said:

"What's your relationship with Qin Yumo like?"

……

"OMG! Teacher Zeng is now a millionaire!"

The apartment was in an uproar; it was a result that no one present could believe.

Just hours before, when Zeng Xiaoxian left his apartment to attend a TV show, no one believed that he would become a millionaire just hours later.

But now, on television, the man surrounded by the spotlight is telling them, "This is Brother Xian!"
The vice chairman of the residents' committee of an apartment building under the street office, who possesses super intelligence, earned one million yuan in just a few hours with a five-yuan registration fee.

He didn't even pay the five yuan registration fee himself.

If Chen Daozai could win 35 million with 20 dollars, then his brother Xian could win 1 million, or even 5 million, with 5 dollars.

Moreover, every time his brother Xian starts a game, he goes all in!
The show has ended tonight, and all the viewers are excited because Zeng Xiaoxian was the first person on the show to win one million. Now, all that's left is the final round the night after tomorrow to see if anyone can take home five million.

However, unlike the audience's excitement, Zeng Xiaoxian, who was standing in the center of the stage, remained very calm.

The dazzling spotlight shone on his face, making him slightly squint, while the cheers of the entire audience filled his ears.

This was the first time he had received such treatment on a television program, with the spotlight and cheers all focused on him.

Compared to his last appearance on "Dancing with the Stars," it seems like this time he truly deserves it.

However, his calm expression was completely out of place with the jubilant atmosphere. To outsiders, he might seem like the kind of person who has thunder in his heart but a calm face, worthy of being a general.

But Zeng Xiaoxian himself felt that he should be happy, but whenever his eyes glanced at that empty chair, the joy that had just appeared in his heart subsided again.

I've held on until now, but she still hasn't come.

Zeng Xiaoxian's phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was Hu Yifei calling...

Backstage, Hu Yifei, who had slipped from the freight elevator into the staff passage, looked anxiously at Zeng Xiaoxian on stage, her mind racing, desperately wanting to answer the phone.

She overheard two staff members talking, saying that if Zeng Xiaoxian were to participate in the final round, they would increase the difficulty of the questions, making Zeng Xiaoxian give back all the prize money he had won.

Is this still available?

She now hopes Zeng Xiaoxian will answer the phone quickly so that he can give up the next round and take the current million-dollar prize money.

Then, after the phone rang three times, Hu Yifei saw Zeng Xiaoxian hang up.

Confusion, disbelief, grievance... all sorts of emotions surged from my heart and then flowed to my limbs.

Until that April night, her hands and feet became icy cold.

After a long while, the show gradually came to an end, leaving all the suspense for the night after tomorrow.

Zeng Xiaoxian walked out of the program center and checked the time. It was not yet ten o'clock. He guessed that the group of guys in the apartment were already waiting to throw him a celebration party.

As night fell, Zeng Xiaoxian took a deep breath, and only exhaled slowly when his lungs were filled with a cold sensation.

It's time to wake up, isn't it?
Just as he stepped down the stairs to hail a taxi home, a voice came from behind him.

"Teacher Zeng, please wait a moment."

Zeng Xiaoxian looked back and saw that it was the show's security guards running over.

"what happened?"

Does this mean someone is already asking for his autograph?

"Here's the thing, a lady just asked me to tell you, keep going, I believe you will definitely win the final victory the day after tomorrow, and you will be even more dazzling than today."

Zeng Xiaoxian looked surprised upon hearing the security guard's words.

"A lady? Did she say her name?"

A figure subconsciously popped into my mind, but I quickly found the idea ridiculous.

The security guard shook his head: "She didn't say."

"thank you, I know now."

Zeng Xiaoxian nodded, then silently turned and left.

……

As night deepened, Sheshan Mountain came into view.

"Alright, Dali, it's getting late, time to sleep."

Zhuge Dasheng laid out his sleeping bag and spoke to his daughter, who had just finished watching the live stream and was now playing games with Wen Sheng without stopping.

"Huh? I've only been playing for a short time! I'm not... ah—sleepy."

After saying this, Zhuge Dali, who had just yawned, laughed a little embarrassedly.

Actually, she was already a little sleepy after watching the show, but she thought that since she had brought the gaming equipment, she couldn't just leave it at that.

It's not that she's addicted; she brought the game over thinking it would help her pass the time before bed after dark, but she ended up spending most of that time watching TV just now.

Normally, this is the time for her to go to bed at home, but now that her mother is urging her, she has no choice but to obey.

"Let's play games later, I have to get up early to see the sunrise tomorrow."

Wen Sheng smiled and obediently finished his work.

Seeing this, Dali nodded vigorously: "Then remember to call me tomorrow morning, Uncle."

"rest assured."

After closing the game, Wen Sheng got up and went out to turn off the generator that had been roaring all along. Since he was going to sleep, he had to reduce the source of noise.

Just as he returned to his tent, the tent flap was lifted, and Zhuge Dasheng walked in.

"Wait, take these two hot water bottles. They'll warm you up and make you sleep more comfortably."

Attorney Zhuge placed the hot water bottle next to his sleeping bag and reminded him, "Remember to wrap it in a dry towel or sweater so you don't get burned."

The hanging LED camping lights inside the tent emitted a soft glow, which softened the face of Zhuge Dasheng, making this lawyer, who usually had a cold expression, appear even more gentle.

Wen Sheng looked into her eyes and smiled after two seconds: "I just used my towel to wash my face, and I didn't bring a sweater."

"..."

Zhuge Dasheng was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Then take a fleece or a thicker piece of clothing and wrap it up."

"Sister Sheng, I only brought one thick coat."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Dasheng's breath hitched slightly; she vaguely understood something from this scoundrel's eyes.

She moved her lips and said irritably, "You didn't bring what you should have brought, but you brought a bunch of things you shouldn't have!"

"hey-hey."

Wen Sheng pretended to be dumbfounded and just stared at her with a silly grin.

Lawyer Zhuge glared at him, then took off her cashmere cardigan, wrapped it around a hot water bottle, and placed it in front of him.

"Go to bed quickly!"

After leaving those words, Zhuge Dasheng quickly got up and left, feeling that he could not stay any longer.

Just as she stepped out of the tent, she glanced back and saw that the bastard behind her had ripped her clothes off the hot water bottle again.

"..."

As night deepened, the inky sky gently enveloped Sheshan Mountain.

The two tents gradually fell silent, with only the LED lights, dimmed to their lowest setting, faintly visible.

The campfire in the specially designated open space outside the tent had not yet been completely extinguished. In the distance, the faint cry of a night bird seemed to drift over, further emphasizing the depth and stillness of the night.

Time seemed to lose its measure. After an unknown amount of time, a rustling sound was heard, followed by the zipper of the tent being pulled open.

Wen Sheng, clutching a hot water bottle, came out and sat down by the still-burning campfire. On his shoulders was the garment that didn't belong to her.

He poked at the nearly extinguished campfire a few times, then added two more pieces of firewood, silently watching the small flames gradually grow bigger.

"Aren't you sleeping yet?"

A voice came from behind him. Wen Sheng didn't turn around, but said softly, "Can't sleep. What about you?"

Zhuge Dasheng, who was wearing a down jacket, sat down beside him. He didn't answer his question, but stared at the campfire in front of him for several seconds before finally asking, "Why?"

A crescent moon hung high in the sky, its pale light filtering through the branches and leaves of Sheshan Mountain. The flickering campfire, carried by the evening breeze, cast dappled shadows on the faces of the two men.

Wen Sheng smiled, took the cardigan from his shoulder, tilted his head and pressed half his face against it, his gaze sweeping across the face of Lawyer Zhuge beside him.

"Sister Sheng, you smell so good."

(End of this chapter)