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Chapter 82: Exclusive to Jinjiang 1/2
Shi Zhang said this in a low and fast manner. The audience watched the two on stage get close and then move apart, communicating something only they could understand.
In those few seconds of closeness, both of them had slightly red ears.
– Ah ah ah, quickly unmute the mic and let me listen!
– What are they talking about? Why are two grown men blushing like this?
– Chief Shi Gong should change his name to Shi Jiao Jiao (Puppy Head).
– I suggest the program prohibit whispering on stage. It’s not good for me.
The host timely said, “Have the two teachers figured out who fell in love with the other first?”
They hadn’t figured it out yet, but it was apparently not convenient to continue discussing it now.
Shi Zhang cleared his throat lightly and said, “Let’s move on to the next question.”
Song Fuzhi also replied with a casual “Hmm.”
Although the doubts in Song Fuzhi’s heart couldn’t be dispelled, the sudden, ambiguous atmosphere made him a bit overwhelmed. It was better to quickly return to the normal course of the program.
The following questions were quite skillfully asked. They didn’t involve any privacy and didn’t make people feel offended, but they happened to touch on some spicy points. The two of them interacted naturally, making the audience laugh and cheer again.
This might be the power of a true CP.
When the host announced the next segment, the audience expressed that they hadn’t had enough. The host said not to be impatient, as this activity was also very interesting.
“I believe that the teachers have made many new friends this time, so before the program ends, of course, we need to leave some souvenirs! Our last little game is a gift-blind box exchange!”
“At the beginning, before the program started, we contacted each guest separately and asked them to prepare a secret gift, along with a small card. This card is like an introduction to the gift. But be aware, we allow false advertising.”
The audience laughed.
A small blackboard with wheels was pushed onto the stage, with sixteen colorful cards attached to it.
The host smiled and said, “Each card was prepared by the guest teachers themselves. Its purpose may be to guide others to choose it, making them get a very humorous gift, or to hide their identity, with the actual gift being luxurious. Of course, it’s also possible that the card honestly states the content of the gift, but it depends on whether you’re willing to believe it.”
“—In any case, now each teacher will take turns to choose a card. If you choose a card made by someone else, you will get that person’s gift. Note that you cannot choose your own card.”
– Hahaha, I always feel that some people’s gifts will be quite unexpected!!
– I feel like some people are up to something; I’m ready to start laughing.
The order of choosing gifts was random, determined by a method commonly used in gatherings. The program team prepared sixteen paper balls, and each person drew one.
Shi Zhang looked at his paper and asked Song Fuzhi, “Which number are you?”
Song Fuzhi showed him the paper he drew and said, “Twelve.”
The two started chatting again.
“I’m the fifth one,” Shi Zhang smiled. “By the time you choose, all the gifts might be taken.”
Song Fuzhi, very clear-headed, said, “The last one left may not necessarily be the worst. Maybe the card with the fewest selections represents the best gift.”
Shi Zhang looked at Song Fuzhi with a faint smile and said, “Anyway, I don’t care if the gift is good or not.”
Song Fuzhi, looking into his eyes, also narrowed his eyes. “Mr. Octopus, you don’t really just want to pick my gift, do you?”
“What do you think?”
“Rarely come to such an event. It’s interesting to get another cosplayer’s gift. Besides, you definitely can’t guess which card is mine.”
“Not necessarily.”
Although the two looked at each other and exchanged words, for the sake of the game’s fun, they had agreed to prepare separately and not to spoil the surprise.
“Song Fuzhi’s hiding place was well secured. Secretly, he prepared gifts and cards without revealing anything to Shi Zhang.
In fact, Professor Shi himself wasn’t sure either. It wasn’t easy to find the card made by Teacher Song among dozens of cards. Who knew what style he would create?
The cosplayers chatted excitedly for a while, and the host announced that it was time to start.
The first one was Qiangwei. She stood in front of the blackboard, pondering which one to choose. The camera followed her gaze as it slowly moved.
Dozens of cards were crowded together, making it dazzling.
Some cards were simple white papers with three characters printed in Song font, saying “Big Gift Pack”; some were beautiful hand-drawn ones, depicting a smiling girl holding a gift box; some cards were coolly written, saying, “Don’t choose me; regret it if you do.”
Qiangwei hesitated for a long time, finally picking up an exquisitely decorated pink card with a 3D pink skirt, lace edges, and white pearls. It looked like a crafted masterpiece.
“This card is too beautiful. The creator must be a girl, and I feel the gift might be something like a schoolgirl or Lolita dress,” Qiangwei said. “Even if it’s a trick, I win with this card.”
– Wow, this one is so beautiful!!
– But the represented gift may not be as beautiful. I feel like there’s a trick.
– Qiangwei, think twice, hahaha.
The host said, “Alright, let’s see what gift Qiangwei has chosen.”
The staff handed a large gift box to Qiangwei.
Qiangwei weighed it, saying, “It’s a bit heavy. Is it really a dress?”
In front of the camera, Qiangwei opened the gift box, visibly freezing as she slowly took out the contents.
As she revealed the item from the box, the whole audience burst into laughter.
It was a giant cockroach onesie, with two long antennae on the head, six hairy tentacles drooping on the sides, and clear patterns on the back shell.
– Hahaha, Qiangwei got pranked!!
– I knew it, hahaha.
– I want to see Qiangwei wear it!!
Qiangwei gritted her teeth. “Who did this?”
After looking around, everyone saw Brother Doo raising his hand shakily because he couldn’t stop laughing.
Qiangwei had a little argument with him, but eventually, under the strong demands of the audience, she put on the cockroach costume, and everyone burst into laughter.
The first one had great program effects, and there were even more hilarious moments to come.
Some geniuses used Pokémon cards as small advertisements. When Emie teacher went up, she exclaimed, “Wow, Pikachu Pikachu,” unable to take her eyes off, making everyone blush with cuteness.
Emie almost didn’t hesitate at all and chose that card. However, when she opened the corresponding gift box, there were fifty signed cosplay postcards of the real Pikachu inside.
The audience was laughing like crazy. Truly, it was typical of Pikachu to always surprise people and never disappoint.
Pikachu was feeling wronged. “I gave a hint; I used Pokémon cards, meaning the gift is also a card.”
This child’s thought process was beyond ordinary, and even Emie couldn’t stop laughing. She kept one card for herself and planned to raffle off the remaining 49 signed photos of Pikachu to the audience.
The audience was even more delighted now.
Four guests passed by in a leisurely manner, and Shi Zhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. No one chose Song Fuzhi’s gift, so he had a chance.
Teacher Octopus stood up, and the audience automatically switched to feeding mode, with the applause seeming somewhat ambiguous.
– I guess Teacher Octopus doesn’t need to choose; he’ll just take FuFu’s, hahaha.
– Hasn’t he already known what FuFu’s gift is? Maybe he’ll just avoid it.
The host asked on behalf of the audience, “Does Teacher Octopus have any expectations for the gift?”
Teacher Octopus said, “I only have expectations for the owner of the gift.”
There was a chorus of “Oh” from the audience. Someone jokingly shouted, “It’s a plot twist.”
Teacher Octopus said seriously, “No, we keep it a secret from each other.”
FuFu added, “Indeed, I assure you, I hid it well.”
While others were trying to pick the best gift, Teacher Octopus was trying to pick the gift for his own husband, making everyone burst into laughter.
When Shi Zhang came up, he wasn’t very confident.
But when he looked, his gaze directly locked onto something.
For a moment, Shi Zhang even felt a bit trance-like, with his heartbeat accelerating instantly.
In the lower right corner of the small blackboard was a piece of kraft paper with English writing on it: Take Me.
It’s worth noting that it used a three-dimensional English font that was very spatial, as if a row of letter sculptures stood on the ground with edges and shadows. Each stroke seemed to be hand-drawn with a pen.
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