After dinner, everyone returned to their rooms one after another to wash up and lie down in bed.
[Seeing them like this, I couldn't help but think of myself when I'm tired from work and don't want to do anything but lie in bed and sleep. Truly, just a pure worker, wanting to get off work when I'm at work, and wanting to sleep when I'm off work. It's almost too similar.]
[Hahaha, did you see Fang Miaomiao? Lying on the bed motionlessly. I'm really curious right now what Miaomiao is thinking about.]
"Miaomiao, what's wrong?"
Fang Miaomiao sighed, letting Wen Zhiyan massage her arm. "I'm thinking, if I have to do this kind of work again tomorrow, can the Earth just be destroyed?"
"Tired?"
Fang Miaomiao nodded honestly, "It's much more tiring than our filming, really. I really admire these people."
Wen Zhiyan massaged her while saying, "It's okay, we won't be working tomorrow."
Hearing this, Fang Miaomiao's spirits immediately lifted. "Are you serious?"
Wen Zhiyan nodded. "Yes, it will rain tomorrow."
"You're so sure?"
"Don't you believe me?" Wen Zhiyan tapped Fang Miaomiao's forehead.
Fang Miaomiao grabbed Wen Zhiyan's hand as he messed with her face. "It's just that rain is random. How can you predict it so accurately?"
"Then how about we make a bet?"
Fang Miaomiao resolutely shook her head. "I'm not betting with you. I've never won a bet with you."
Wen Zhiyan smiled and hugged her into his arms. "Let's sleep."
A night of sweet dreams.
Fang Miaomiao was woken up by the sparse sound of rain.
[Holy crap, am I hallucinating? I think I really heard rain. Brother-in-law was right?]
[Upstairs, you're not hallucinating. It's really raining, and judging by the look of it, it's quite heavy. Wen Zhiyan is truly amazing. How did he know it would rain today?]
It wasn't just the live broadcast viewers who were curious about this question. Even Chen Tianming, looking at the increasingly heavy rain outside, had a puzzled and curious expression. "You know, how did Master Wen guess it would rain today?"
And judging by the situation, it wouldn't stop anytime soon.
This meant that for the whole day today, these people would be happily playing inside the house.
"Maybe he's smart and guessed it by observing the sky?" Yang Huanyang tentatively speculated.
"Are you saying I'm not smart?" Chen Tianming's tone was melancholic.
Yang Huanyang gave an awkward smile. "Well, I think, should we wake them up now?"
"What about the morning ratings and public reception?"
"Although the ratings aren't as high as yesterday, they are still stable and relatively good. I guess people are just watching to see how tired they are."
Chen Tianming chuckled and cried. "People are just so schadenfreude."
"It's mainly because Teacher Miaomiao and the others have good tempers."
If it were some guests with bad tempers, they might have already complained to the live broadcast audience and the director, or even argued.
"So if it rains like this all day, what content do we have planned for today?"
Chen Tianming stroked his chin, thought of something, and his eyes lit up. "Go find some good indoor activities and let the live broadcast audience choose."
"That might work. Director Chen, you're really keeping up with the times. You even know that voting can be done in the live broadcast."
"Why not?" Chen Tianming's earlier worry disappeared. "Go on, go. I'll be waiting here."
Speaking of which, the view of the rain from this place is quite comfortable. The raindrops hitting the tiles sounded like notes being played, very pleasant to hear.
Half an hour later.
The people in the house gradually woke up.
"Wen Zhiyan."
"Hmm?" Wen Zhiyan stood up from his chair and quickly walked to the bedside. "Awake?"
"Is it raining?" Fang Miaomiao snuggled into Wen Zhiyan's arms and said softly.
"Yes, it's raining. Director Chen's plan to trick us is ruined."
Hearing this, Fang Miaomiao's spirits perked up. "It's really raining?"
Wen Zhiyan nodded. "Mhm."
"Wen Zhiyan, how are you so amazing? You can even guess when it's going to rain." Fang Miaomiao's eyes sparkled with a hint of admiration. "How exactly did you guess it?"
"Want to know?"
Fang Miaomiao nodded vigorously. "I want to know, I really want to know."
"You know, when you were playing around, didn't you notice the soil was very wet, and the ants were all coming out of the ground and climbing higher?"
Fang Miaomiao honestly shook her head. "I didn't notice."
"It's okay, as long as I noticed. Do you want to sleep more?"
Fang Miaomiao continued to shake her head. "I don't want to sleep anymore. The sound of raindrops hitting the tiles is nice."
Wen Zhiyan tucked Fang Miaomiao in before nodding. "Then lie down for a bit longer. I estimate Director Chen is still thinking about what tasks to assign us."
Fang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow. "Now that you mention it, I'm also curious about what tricks Director Chen will come up with to oppress us."
"If it weren't raining, I could take you to eavesdrop."
Fang Miaomiao chuckled at this. "Hahaha, if Director Chen heard you say that, he might curse you in his heart."
"It's okay, all's fair in love and war."
Fang Miaomiao curled up in Wen Zhiyan's embrace, not saying anything.
Half an hour later, a staff member came to the door to notify them to gather in the main hall.
"Everyone, how was your rest today?" Chen Tianming asked with a smile, looking at the people in the living room.
"Director Chen, we've decided. We don't want to talk to you today."
Chen Tianming chuckled and sat down on a stool. "Everyone, don't be like this. We still have several episodes to live through, don't we need to be harmonious and make money?"
Chen Huan rested his chin on his hand and said with a half-smile, "For example, how do we be harmonious and make money?"
"Of course, by changing the game!" Chen Tianming said with a smile. "This rain isn't going to stop anytime soon, so we've picked a better program."
"Director Chen, we're not very interested in the 'better program' you mentioned."
Chen Tianming looked at Fang Miaomiao.
Unexpectedly, Fang Miaomiao was holding Wen Zhiyan's hand, looking at something, and completely didn't notice his gaze.
"Everyone, please, give me some face. I'm still a director, right?" Chen Tianming said. "Believe me, I think you'll love my game."
Under Chen Tianming's persistent pleading, everyone participated in the program.
The condition was that Chen Tianming would bet on whether the good guys or the bad guys would win. If he lost, he would give them a day off, and they could play however they wanted.
"So..." Chen Tianming looked at the people gathered around the table. "Our game begins now. Please get ready, look at your clues carefully. Remember, there are two murderers. If both are guessed correctly, the good guys win and the murderers are punished. If one is let go, the murderers win and the good guys are punished. Do you understand?"