Shocking! A haughty and arrogant older sister was relentlessly pinned against a wall by a cold and a

Cheng Ai took out a card and read it aloud, "Flashlight: 1 point; Photographer: 3 points."

The next second, six crew members carrying cameras on their shoulders ran out from the shadows and stood in front of them, waiting for instructions.

[@Gong Qian, if you don't have money to provide meals, just say so. Don't keep bringing up points.]

Why is the nursery rhyme still going on? It's so noisy!

[This is ridiculous! A flashlight isn't the problem, but if there's no cameraman, is there even a chance for a solo shot?]

The guests have considered all the issues that netizens could think of.

Song Yifei didn't hesitate to exchange for the flashlight and photographer, after all, she was there to become famous.

Although Zhong Zheyi was in a bad mood, he still had to seek benefits for the company, so he made the same choice.

Wu Xuxiang wanted to promote Baili Temple, so he naturally wouldn't be stingy with points.

As for Cheng Ai, she hated being watched, so she only took a flashlight.

Upon hearing the notification sound indicating that points had been deducted, viewers in the live stream expressed their confusion:

Why didn't Xiao Ai hire a cameraman? Doesn't she need close-up shots?

[The movie star personally handled the PR; does he really need that little bit of buzz?]

The guests turned on their flashlights to illuminate the area ahead, where a dark door was half-open, with three wooden puppet sculptures standing on each side, their lines clearly discernible and lifelike.

The moment the last person stepped into the castle, the gate creaked and slowly closed, shutting out the bright moonlight, which was replaced by rows of dim, yellow candles.

[The decryption is finally starting; hopefully it won't be too idiotic.]

Why did the production team provide flashlights if they already had candles? Was it just a ploy to rack up points?

<Your airplane rendering is really realistic~ Mine's parachute rendering isn't very good~>

<Your scissors are pretty sharp~ My vase is only good for looking at~>

<Flip through the pages~ Flip through the pages~ My mom and I are both very skillful~>

The nursery rhyme continued, and Song Yifei couldn't stand it anymore and covered her ears. "How long is this weird sound going to last? It's so annoying!"

Whether her words were heard or not, her singing voice turned into a strange "woo woo woo" crying sound, which grew louder and louder, sending chills down the spine of the listener.

[That's even worse than a nursery rhyme!]

[Holy crap! Mom and Dad, don't beat me! I didn't bully the neighbor's kid! Really!]

Wu Xu listened carefully for a moment, then pointed to the stairs to his right, "There seems to be someone there."

Zhong Zheyi immediately raised his flashlight and shone it over, and sure enough, he saw two figures squatting in the corner, seemingly arguing about something.

He dragged the trembling Song Yifei closer, and with the help of the dim light, he took a closer look and was utterly speechless. "You did this on purpose?"

Hao Jian didn't look up and continued fiddling with his things, while Cheng Baoni stood up impatiently, shielding her eyes with her arm. "Hey, don't shine your eyes, you're going to go blind!"

After Zhong Zheyi moved the light source away, she lowered her hand, but her tone remained harsh, "You still have the nerve to question me and A-Jian? We only had a cup of leek juice, why did it take you so long to arrive?"

I used to really like Cheng Baoni's spoiled and arrogant attitude, but now I just want to laugh at her.

[The doorway is very close to the stairs; those two could definitely hear Angel Brother and his friends talking. They deliberately kept quiet, clearly trying to scare them. How despicable!]

"That's a bit too harsh..." Song Yifei frowned, suppressing her irritation, "Cheng Bao... Bao Ni... you didn't drink the leek juice... why blame us for being late..."

Immediately afterwards, she glanced to the side, trying to get Cheng Ai's attention.

Unfortunately, the person was focused on the small wooden box in Hao Jian's hand and didn't even bother to offer it a glance.

Song Yifei bit her lip and lowered her head in frustration.

It seems that confronting Cheng Baoni won't please Cheng Ai; another approach is needed.

Thinking of this, she turned to look at the wooden box and discovered that it was a specially made Rubik's Cube, and the piercing crying sound came from inside it.

Hao Jian has already pieced together four of the six sides; he is still trying to piece together the remaining two.

Upon hearing that Song Yifei had not only changed how she addressed her but also treated her with much colder attitude, Cheng Baoni was immediately furious.

Just as she was about to lose her temper, she noticed the staff member next to Zhong Zheyi.

Looking around, he realized that besides himself, Hao Jian, and Cheng Ai, the others had also brought their own.

She pursed her lips unhappily, her brows furrowing into a deep frown. "Is the cameraman provided by the production team? Why don't we have one?"

Envious? Serves you right! Who told you not to carefully observe the castle's surroundings?

Although I really don't want Hao Jian to steal the spotlight, I still hope he opens the box quickly, because that crying sound... is just too creepy.

I totally agree! If I hadn't turned the volume down to the minimum, I probably would have gone deaf by now.

"I got it with points," Zhong Zheyi replied casually, then squatted down to study the Rubik's Cube with Hao Jian.

Wu Xu, on the other hand, was too old and his mental capacity was not up to par, so he could only stand on the far side and stare blankly.

Seeing that the two men still couldn't solve the Rubik's Cube, Cheng Ai couldn't help but interject, "Why don't you let me try? That nursery rhyme is giving me a headache."

Hao Jian stopped what he was doing, and looked up in surprise. "You understand?"

I remember the other person couldn't even figure out how to play a simple puzzle game, let alone something as complicated as a Rubik's Cube.

“You and Cheng Baoni have been here for so long and still haven’t gotten it right. You must have run out of ideas.” Cheng Ai finished speaking and then glanced at the man beside her, her eyes full of doubt. “The box has six different colors. Can you tell them apart with your sunglasses on?”

Zhong Zheyi trembled, his neck stiffening mechanically as he met her gaze.

No wonder he couldn't spell it correctly no matter what he did; he was misled by the lens.

[Xiao Ai's favorite things are so bizarre!]

[Hey photographer, give us a close-up of his face so everyone can see Xiao Zhong's micro-expressions.]

I laughed so hard I almost fell over, and the atmosphere instantly stopped being scary.

[My brother Zhong has been looking downcast lately because of family issues; this is the first time I've ever seen him show such an embarrassed expression!]

Amidst the laughter and jokes in the live chat, Cheng Ai had already snatched the box and lowered her eyes to analyze it seriously.

Cheng Baoni crossed her arms and leaned leisurely against the wall, a mocking smile playing on her lips. "Sister, when are you going to get rid of your habit of stealing other people's things?"

She tilted her head slightly, deliberately whispering in Wu Xu's direction, "To take out your anger on the clues he painstakingly found because you can't have A-Jian, that's just too much..."

Halfway through her sentence, Cheng Baoni sighed softly, her expression a mixture of helplessness and regret, "Never mind, it's all Aunt Wang's fault for not raising you properly!"

Song Yifei glanced at her as if she were a lunatic, then moved closer to Cheng Ai and offered advice.

Zhong Zheyi took off his sunglasses and looked up at the Rubik's Cube with Hao Jian, both of them with expectant expressions.

Wu Xu touched the pocket of his Taoist robe, seemingly considering whether to use a talisman to open the wooden Rubik's Cube.

Feeling like she was invisible, Cheng Baoni's face darkened, her fists clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh, almost drawing blood.