When Zhou Ziheng heard Xia Xiqing's words, he was stunned. Although he still didn't speak, his accelerated heartbeat could not deceive people.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Xia Xiqing in front of him still looking straight at him. After a stalemate, he asked again: "Is your mouth sealed? That's okay, just take off this cloth for me."

Xia Xiqing's tone was so firm that it was almost impossible to refuse. Zhou Ziheng turned his neck and thought silently for a while.

To be honest, he didn't want to pay attention to this person at all.

But... it's been so stiff that neither of them can get out, let alone recording a program, so it's not difficult for the program team to do it.

After struggling for a while, Zhou Ziheng had no choice but to give up watching the show.

He supported the ground with his feet and used force to turn the rotating office chair he was sitting on, facing the long table, and a white porcelain vase with a bouquet of white chrysanthemums was placed very close. Zhou Ziheng tried hard to reach the vase and struggled to reach the vase. Finally, his fingers held the bottleneck, and with a bang, he decisively smashed the vase at the table.

Zhou Ziheng raised his legs, stepped on the edge of the table, and slapped hard, and slid to Xia Xiqing with the person and the chair.

"I can unbutton your eye mask, and in exchange, you will unbutton the rope for me."

It was so true that he had been dogging him for several years. Xia Xiqing instantly heard Zhou Ziheng's voice, which was exactly in line with his previous expectations. He smiled, "No problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ziheng reached out his two tied hands behind his head, took off the cloth that blocked his sight, and threw it aside.

The vision changed from a brief blur to a clear and clear mind. Xia Xiqing turned his face and found that the two of them were very close. He could almost smell Zhou Ziheng's light aftershave scent.

Xia Xiqing half-squinted his eyes that were restored to light, and the expression on his face went from ignorance to surprise, flowing clouds and water without any flaws.

"So I'm trapped with you." Xia Xiqing smiled sweetly, her eyes were lit, and the mole on the tip of her nose made him look even more simple. "It feels like she's dreaming, and I'm a little dizzy now."

He is so good at pretending that even a professional actor has to admire him. Zhou Ziheng can't figure out why this smile can be without any incongruity on this person. If he hadn't seen his true face, few people wouldn't have been deceived by him.

This secret room is full of cameras, and the corners can be photographed clearly. If you don’t want to be charged with being cold to fans, Zhou Ziheng had to respond to a smile that looked warm enough, and even his voice softened. "My eyes were also covered by eye masks, and I was quite surprised when I took them off."

As an actor's self-esteem and Jiang Yin's advice made Zhou Ziheng have to choose to deal with him patiently, although he really doesn't like this type of person. He handed Xia Xiqing the sharp pieces of porcelain in his hand, "Please trouble you."

"No trouble, I have liked you very early. I have watched every movie you filmed." Xia Xiqing used his handcuffed hands to take the broken porcelain pieces awkwardly, and half-bent down to hone the rope for Zhou Zi.

Zhou Ziheng smiled without emotion, "Thank you."

Two people who are good at disguising are slandering and false battles.

The rope was not easy to cut, so Xia Xiqing spoke slowly while taking action, "Oh, have you only said the rules just now? I'm a little confused until now."

Zhou Ziheng then pulled away from his memories. He didn't hear what Xia Xiqing said. In order to relieve the embarrassment, he had to say something else by himself: "By the way, how did you know that someone would unbutton your eye mask just now?"

Xia Xiqing guessed that he would ask this. Now there are only two of them here, and Zhou Ziheng fully understands his true nature. If he is not honest, he will lose more trust and cause trouble for the subsequent games.

It’s better to be open and honest and come happily.

The hands used to draw were cutting the ropes vigorously one after another. Xia Xiqing's eyes were staring at the gradually broken ropes and explained softly, "Although this is my first time on the show, I used to play escape room with my friends, which is quite experienced."

"When you come to this kind of place, you can't feel too much inclusion. You must always think about the problem from the perspective of those planners."

He cut one and pulled out the broken rope with his hands. "They locked me here in the hope that I could escape, not really want to trap me here for a whole episode. If I were the only one in this room, with hands and feet trapped and unable to see even eyes, the possibility of escaping by one's own strength is almost zero. There are only two situations in the long run. First, wait for others to escape from their own room and come to my room, save me or kill me. Second, there is another person in this room, and we need to help each other, from the perspective of the viewability of the program..."

Speaking of this, Xia Xiqing looked up slightly, and his eyes met Zhou Ziheng's eyes.

He said nothing, but just looked at him silently for three seconds.

Then suddenly curled the corners of his mouth.

In an instant, Zhou Ziheng had a strange illusion, as if he could hear what he hadn't finished.

It was obvious that they had just known each other for a few days and the word "tacity" did not exist at all, but from this look, he completely understood Xia Xiqing's implicit meaning.

[From the perspective of program viewability, only when I am with you can I have the highest topic.]

"I just thought about trying the second possibility, but I didn't expect that I was so lucky, and I won the first time."

Lies again.

At some point, Xia Xiqing had untied Zhou Ziheng's hands.

"alright."

"Thank you." Zhou Ziheng was still a little dazed. He thought he was a smart person, but his extremely poor first impression made him lose his judgment on the person in front of him. If he wanted to win this game, he had to lose his prejudice.

When he realized it, Zhou Ziheng found that Xia Xiqing had bent down and used his handcuffed hands to untie the rope on his ankle.

His hands are now free, and he can untie the knot by himself. He does not need violent unlocking methods such as broken porcelain pieces, nor does he need other people's help.

"I'll do it myself..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xia Xiqing, who was still bent over, raised his head. His eyes were a little confused. His slightly red lips held the broken porcelain pieces that had just cut the rope, and his raised collarbone was exposed in the collar of the white shirt.

The eyes that broke out from the black cloth, the slightly longer tied hair, and the angle of leaning over, close to Zhou Ziheng’s knees.

Handcuffs, moles at the tip of the nose, sharp fragments, beautiful but heartless lip line, lightly biting the tip of the teeth of the porcelain piece.

The weird atmosphere sets up these broken elements into a strange painting, very strange, and accidentally gets a little ambiguous paint.

Zhou Ziheng didn't understand why he suddenly felt embarrassed. This feeling was something he had never experienced before. He bent down quickly and reached out to untied his legs.

People always subconsciously become afraid of unknown things.

Xia Xiqing didn't care either, so he took off the porcelain piece he held with his finger and handed it to Zhou Ziheng, "It seems like a few dead knots, try this?" But the other party just shook his head and untied a knot with a little difficulty.

Seeing that he was not grateful, Xia Xiqing had to stand up and throw the broken porcelain pieces neatly into a corner of the room, like throwing a dart.

Zhou Ziheng, who untied his hands and feet, regained his most basic freedom, at least left this damn swivel chair. The scene just now made him feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable, so he had to attribute this feeling to the sequelae of being bound. He turned his neck and his fists clattered to make him relax. Xia Xiqing's hands were still handcuffed, and he couldn't untie the constraints on his legs with his own ability.

Unfortunately, he only exchanged a condition to remove the black cloth. Now Zhou Zihengren is so righteous that he can completely let him become a victim of the game here, let alone he hates himself so much.

Xia Xiqing was thinking about countermeasures in his mind, and this was recording a program. Logically speaking, the practice of abandoning his companions was too harsh. Ordinary stars would not choose such behavior. However, this program has the special nature of psychological warfare. The hidden killer character will make people have natural mutual suspicion between people and cannot be called companions at all.

So even if Zhou Ziheng threw him here at this moment, it was completely logical.

In fact, Zhou Ziheng was also thinking. To be honest, moral values ​​prevent him from giving up someone just like this, even if it was just a game of simulated survival. But he really didn't like Xia Xiqing. He was a big trouble, a time bomb. If he saved him now, he might betray him at some point.

She smiled like an angel and pushed him into the abyss. This is Xia Xiqing.

For a brief moment, both of them struggled and weighed.

"Although you are my fan, this is in the game. I can't be sure if the program team will make some tricks to reduce my vigilance." As Xia Xiqing thought, Zhou Ziheng found a statement for himself that was least likely to be criticized by the audience after abandoning him. However, even if the audience is really dissatisfied with this, it doesn't matter, because he really doesn't want to tie him up with Xia Xiqing. "If you are a killer, then I'm accomplice to the tiger."

What if you are? Xia Xiqing originally wanted to ask him this way, but he took it back before he spoke, because this was too direct and it conflicted with his harmless personality.

There is really nothing we can do.

After making enough mental preparations, Zhou Ziheng turned around openly, but the moment he stepped on his legs, his calf was hooked by one of his feet.

"Don't leave."

Turning back, Xia Xiqing, who was sitting on the chair, looked at his eyes. Zhou Ziheng felt very strange. He clearly belonged to such a cunning body, why can these eyes always make the simplest and most unbearable look?

"Ziheng, you can form an alliance with me, I will help you win unconditionally." Xia Xiqing smiled, her expression on her face was so confident that she didn't look like a person asking for help at all, but like a negotiating expert with the best bargaining chips in her hand.

"Is that true? But in this kind of game..." Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows at him, "The rule of winning is not to trust anyone."

Very smart, Xia Xiqing laughed.
Chapter completed!