Chapter 240: How to record the show?

Before Peng Zhixing could answer, Song Lin Xin and Xiao Yun both let out another exclamation.

"Ah—"

"No way? It's not that twisted, is it?"

"The little boy isn't really a boy, but a dwarf?"

The answer Lu Yan He gave stunned the entire room.

Peng Zhixing nodded and said, "Yes."

This "yes" from Peng Zhixing made everyone wear an expression of disbelief.

"It really is like that?" Lu Yan He looked at Peng Zhixing in surprise.

Peng Zhixing nodded and said, "That's exactly it."

"Alright then." Lu Yan He took a sharp breath, "That really is a story that gets scarier the more you think about it."

"So that's how you play Turtle Soup."

Song Lin Xin: "This is so scary."

"Relatively speaking, this isn't the type that's directly terrifying," Peng Zhixing said. "Usually, Turtle Soup is about murders, having everyone guess how they died, and things like that."

Song Lin Xin: "I'd rather play that kind. Playing that kind is just for a thrill. This kind of story, just thinking about it makes my skin crawl, and I can't snap out of it for a long time."

"This story is indeed a bit scary," Peng Zhixing said.

Yan Liang asked, "So where do you find these Turtle Soup questions?"

"Some people come up with them themselves, or you can search directly online; there are many," Peng Zhixing said. "This question is relatively reliable. Although it doesn't hold up to close scrutiny, at least it has a self-consistent logic. Many Turtle Soup questions are poorly written and especially far-fetched."

Yan Liang said, "I'll find a question, let's all guess together."

Meng Li suddenly volunteered, "I'll find the question. Just now, listening to you all guess, I didn't even dare to speak. The scariest part about guessing these questions is suddenly thinking of some terrifying possibility and scaring yourself. I won't guess; you guys guess."

For those playing Turtle Soup, guessing is naturally more interesting than being the host.

Peng Zhixing couldn't tell for a moment if Meng Li really didn't want to play the game, or if she volunteered to be the host so that he could guess as well.

It shouldn't be the latter, right?

No matter how he thought about it, Peng Zhixing didn't think Meng Li was that kind of person.

If Meng Li could be that considerate, she wouldn't be Meng Li.

Artists record a show for all sorts of reasons.

For Li Zhibai, recording a show like this was purely for the sake of Lu Yan He and Yan Liang.

For Lu Yan He and Yan Liang, it was for exposure, to let more people know who they were.

In fact, taking a job is nothing more than these few purposes.

For money, for fame, or for some personal preference, or perhaps for the sake of human connections.

Peng Zhixing came to record *Young Days* for the sake of human connections.

Although he had only just debuted, he was not lacking in resources.

He was the young host most valued by Arctic Light Video, and major programs were piled onto him, all to build him into Arctic Light Video's own lead host.

*Young Days* was not an Arctic Light Video program; its online broadcast platform was Ice Field Video.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't even appear on a program that didn't belong to Arctic Light Video.

He came this time because Li Zhenzhen was a good friend of his agent.

Li Zhenzhen had said this to him and his agent: "This is my first time recording a show, and I really have no confidence in my heart. It's all young people, coming to make a reality show, and I really don't want to make a show full of scripts and routines. I want to film real things, so I need someone who can push the process forward as a permanent guest, someone who can balance all the guests. I've looked around, and only Zhixing is the most suitable candidate. I really need Zhixing."

Li Zhenzhen had known his agent for a long time and they got along well, so once Li Zhenzhen spoke, it was hard for his agent not to agree.

This is the world of business, and also the world of human connections—it is the *jianghu*.

Peng Zhixing came, and on the Arctic Light Video side, he and his agent went to negotiate together, and it was only with great difficulty that they obtained permission.

Whether this show could become a hit, no one knew.

But his agent said: "Li Zhenzhen is a person who gets things done, talented and capable. As a first-time director, what she lacks is other people's trust in her. If you go, you will have met a phenomenal program producer for the next few decades. You are a host; you need to know such people even more than actors and singers do."

Peng Zhixing came, and he always kept his role in mind.

Without the director team reminding him, he knew he had to try his best to push the show's progress.

Only with fresh things can there be fresh effects.

Nominally, he was not the host of this show; this show had no host.

In reality, he still regarded himself as the host of this show.

To be a host, one must try to set aside one's own emotions and put one's attitude aside.

Monsters and demons—you will encounter all kinds of guests.

When he was in school, his teacher had said exactly that.

Peng Zhixing had always practiced this.

Encountering a guest like Meng Li today was a huge challenge for him. Regardless of whether she was truly crazy or faking it, her style of not playing by the rules and her temper that exploded at the slightest touch made her the most terrifying guest for a host. She was like a bomb; you never knew when she would go off.

Meng Li immediately found a Turtle Soup question online.

"Shall we start then?" she asked.

Peng Zhixing nodded and said with a smile, "Sure."

Lu Yan He glanced at Li Zhibai.

Li Zhibai looked calm, as if he had completely forgotten about the conflict with Meng Li.

Meng Li said: "On a country road, five men are walking together. Suddenly it starts to rain. Four of the five men speed up their pace, yet the fifth man is not in a hurry at all. In the end, all five arrive at their destination at the same time. The four who sped up were soaked to the bone, while the fifth man's clothes were not wet at all. Why is that?"

Peng Zhixing: "Oh, this is a classic. I know it, so I won't guess."

It seemed Peng Zhixing had played Turtle Soup quite a bit in the past.

But for Lu Yan He and the others, these classic Turtle Soup questions were all things they had never played before, full of novelty.

Having played once already, they immediately understood how to play this game.

Song Lin Xin was the first to ask: "Did the fifth person bring an umbrella?"

"No." Meng Li shook her head.

Xiao Yun asked: "Was the fifth person blocked by the other four, so he didn't get rained on?"

"No." Meng Li shook her head.

Song Lin Xin couldn't help but ask: "Is this very scary?"

"Hmm, it's okay, not very scary," Meng Li said. "It's not the scary type. You guys should study the question carefully; actually, the question itself has already given a lot of information."

"Four people sped up, the fifth person wasn't in a hurry at all, and in the end, they arrived at the destination together." Yan Liang immediately asked, "Does the fifth person have no feet?"

"Irrelevant to the question," Meng Li said.

"Irrelevant to the question?" Qin Zhibai had an expression of disbelief. "They were walking together on a country road, dodging the rain together, the others sped up, he didn't—how can it be irrelevant to feet?"

Lu Yan He was stunned, and upon reflection, that wasn't right.

Meng Li said "walking together on a country road," not "walking."

Lu Yan He immediately reacted and asked: "Does the fifth person's movement rely on those four people? He isn't walking on his own."

Meng Li nodded: "Yes."

"The fifth person is sitting in a sedan chair, and the other four are the sedan carriers," Li Zhibai said.

The others showed expressions of sudden realization.

Meng Li, however, shook her head: "Although that fits the logic of the question, it is not the answer to this question."

"Ah?" Song Lin Xin was stunned. "Then what else could it be?"

Meng Li: "It's very similar to the answer Li Zhibai just gave."

Lu Yan He took a sharp breath and asked: "The fifth person isn't in a coffin, is he? And the other four are the pallbearers?"

The hair on Song Lin Xin's arms stood up instantly.

She looked at Meng Li in disbelief.

Meng Li nodded, "Yes."

"You said it wasn't scary, but my hair is standing up!" Song Lin Xin hugged Xiao Yun's arm tightly, pressing her whole body against her. "I'm not going to dare to sleep tonight."

Xiao Yun nodded, "Oh my god."

Meng Li calmly put down her phone, smiled, and said: "This is fine, not as scary as the previous one."

"This doesn't even count as scary," Peng Zhixing said with a smile. "None of these are horror scripts. The scariest ones are usually when you have to guess the murder method or criminal act; those are truly scary."

"No way, no way, I can't play this," Song Lin Xin shook her head. "I absolutely cannot play this kind."

Lu Yan He actually felt it was okay.

He felt this game was quite interesting.

Of course, you can't look at the answers to these questions with serious logic, but constantly asking questions to rule out various possibilities and finding the corresponding answer was something Lu Yan He liked.

After playing a few rounds of Turtle Soup, the girls strongly demanded not to play this game anymore.

They felt it was too scary and would affect their sleep at night.

"You guys are such cowards," Li Zhibai complained with disdain.

"We are cowards, so what?" Song Lin Xin snorted lightly.

"Then what shall we do next?" Peng Zhixing asked. "Is there anything you want to do?"

Actually, after playing two rounds of Turtle Soup, the atmosphere finally picked up a little. Only tonight did Peng Zhixing feel that there was finally a normal atmosphere. *Young Days* should have felt like this.

"Let's play a different game. There are eight of us, do you guys know how to play Werewolf?" Lu Yan He asked.

The others all looked blank. "What is Werewolf?"

"Ah? You guys don't know?"

The others shook their heads.

Even Li Zhibai and Yan Liang looked puzzled.

A doubt couldn't help but arise in Lu Yan He's heart: Could it be that this game called Werewolf doesn't exist in this world?

Having traveled here for a year, Lu Yan He had gradually become familiar with this world.

The more familiar he became, the more he realized that this world was not much different from his previous one.

Social media, electronic payments, the college entrance exam, the entertainment industry, etc., were all much the same.

The development of society was moving along established laws and tracks; things that appeared in that world also appeared in this world.

The real differences were in content creation and products.

Strictly speaking, the game of Werewolf was also one of these.

But, even Turtle Soup existed, yet Werewolf had never appeared in this world?

Lu Yan He found it somewhat incredible.

He had once read an article saying that the game of Werewolf was first invented by a Soviet psychology professor.

Could it be that in this space-time, this game hadn't been invented?

Lu Yan He took out his phone and searched online, only to find that this game really didn't exist.

But Lu Yan He still wasn't sure if it really didn't exist; it might exist, just not called Werewolf, having changed its name.

Lu Yan He noted this in his heart, planning to study it properly when he got back.

Li Zhibai suddenly poked him and asked: "How do you play that Werewolf you mentioned?"

"I don't remember the specific rules too well, but basically there are several character roles, mainly divided into the good camp and the werewolf camp. The werewolf camp can kill one person every night, and every day everyone has to find the werewolf and vote to eliminate one person," Lu Yan He said.

"Sounds quite interesting," Li Zhibai said. "Why don't you tell us the rules and we can try playing it?"

Lu Yan He said: "There are only eight of us, not enough people. Let me study it, and I'll get you guys together to play later."

"Alright then."

Song Lin Xin asked: "Do you and your classmates often play this kind of game?"

Lu Yan He shook his head: "Never played it. Before my senior year of high school, I wasn't often at school, and after my senior year, I was studying almost every day, so I had no time to play these things."

"You guys are all so amazing, one got into Zhenhua, the other got into Jingyi," Song Lin Xin said to Lu Yan He and Yan Liang.

Yan Liang hurriedly waved his hands and said: "No, no."

Everyone took the opportunity to talk about their own schools.

Only then did they find out that Xiao Yun was also a student at Jingyi.

"I'll be a senior next semester, one more year until graduation," Xiao Yun said to Yan Liang with a grin. "You'll have to call me senior sister from now on."

Peng Zhixing looked around and said: "Then among us, the youngest should be Lu Yan He and Yan Liang. Which of you is younger?"

"Yan He," Yan Liang said. "His nineteenth birthday is next month."

"Only nineteen? That's too young," Xiao Yun said.

The oldest among them was Peng Zhixing, at twenty-five.

Next was Meng Li.

However, on this topic, Meng Li did not participate.

She did not want others to think she was old in front of the camera.

Actually, she wasn't old at all.

It was just that compared to nineteen-year-olds like Lu Yan He and Yan Liang, she was a few years older, which made her somewhat unhappy.

Meng Li's performance at night was like a different person from the day, which surprised everyone and left them puzzled.

With such a sudden change, no one understood why.

At 9:30 PM, everyone prepared to return to their rooms to rest.

There were still interviews to record.

Lu Yan He returned to his room, and before he could sit down, he went out to find Li Zhibai and Yan Liang, asking: "Do you want to go out for a stroll?"

"It's so late, there are so many mosquitoes, what's there to stroll about?" Li Zhibai didn't want to go.

Lu Yan He said: "Is there nothing you want to say to us?"

"Nothing to say," Li Zhibai waved his hand. "If you want to stroll, go ahead, I'm going to sleep, I'm exhausted today."

Lu Yan He felt that Li Zhibai was avoiding something.

He frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Alright then, you sleep."

He turned to find Yan Liang.

Sure enough, Yan Liang also had something to say to him.

"Then let's go out for a stroll."

In the program team's workroom, Chen Mo immediately went to report to Li Zhenzhen, saying: "Director, Lu Yan He and Yan Liang are going out for a stroll. Should we follow them to film?"

Li Zhenzhen said: "Of course."

Chen Mo and the others immediately prepared.

But Lu Yan He and Yan Liang wanted to take off their microphones.

They didn't want this part to be recorded into the show.

Li Zhenzhen roughly guessed what they wanted to talk about; it was probably about Li Zhibai and Meng Li.

With the two of them changing so drastically, the two of them must be curious.

Li Zhenzhen personally stepped forward and said to Lu Yan He and Yan Liang: "This is a reality show, everything that happens must be recorded. Whatever you want to talk about, whatever you want to say, must also be recorded. Only truth can move the audience."

Lu Yan He said: "Can't we talk about some private matters?"

Li Zhenzhen said: "What private matters can't wait until after our first recording is over? If it's really not suitable to be said on the show, then don't say it for now. But if you want to go out for a stroll, from the program team's standpoint, we absolutely cannot not follow. Actually, Yan He, Yan Liang, I roughly guessed that you want to talk about what happened during the day, right?"

Neither Lu Yan He nor Yan Liang denied it.

"I also very much hope to hear your true attitudes. I believe the audience is the same. This fight between Li Zhibai and Meng Li was unclear, and I haven't decided yet whether to put the clips of their fight into the show. But one thing I can tell you: I have already talked to both of their teams. At least regarding the fact that Li Zhibai once wrote a love letter to Meng Li, we will not broadcast it on the show."

Lu Yan He and Yan Liang were stunned upon hearing this.

"What I want to say is, I am the director of this show. You can trust me a little bit more, not a lot, just a little bit is fine. I am absolutely standing from the perspective of protecting you to make this show. If there is content that will truly hurt you, I will not release it in order to ensure this show continues," Li Zhenzhen said. "I am not filming a documentary; I am making a reality show. For unsuitable people, I will only consider letting them leave, but I won't think about destroying them. For you, it is even more so. You are recording for the first day, and you still have worries and defenses; I understand. Let's continue to get along and adjust, and please trust me a little more, okay?"

With Li Zhenzhen having said this much, what else could Lu Yan He and Yan Liang say? They could only accept the fact of being followed and filmed.

But with a camera filming, it was indeed impossible to truly let go when talking.

There would be concerns.

It was just that Li Zhenzhen's words also made Lu Yan He think: would his performance of being so hesitant and cautious be a good performance in a reality show?

At this moment, Lu Yan He thought of Li Zhibai.

He suddenly smiled and said: "I feel that compared to Li Zhibai, the two of us are far behind."

"Ah?" Yan Liang was stunned, not knowing why Lu Yan He said such a thing.

Lu Yan He said: "The two of us are clearly recording a show for the first time; we don't dare to speak, we don't dare to act, afraid of doing something wrong and making everyone dislike us. But look at Li Zhibai, he's the same as usual, not a single change. No wonder everyone likes him."

"Isn't he just like that? We really should learn from him," Yan Liang also sighed. "The two of us are so reserved."

"Hmm, yes."

The cameraman looked blank. ===== CHAPTER 241 =====