It was supposed to be a horror-themed escape room, but the live comments were all laughing.
[Yep, that's the feel! So satisfying!]
[It was pretty scary, but Tao Miaomiao actually made me laugh.]
[Hahahaha, same. Fu Yunxi deserved it.]
[I don't get it. Yunxi just wanted a look. What's wrong with that?]
[Xie Lin is a violent maniac. He wrecks things everywhere he goes, a specialist in chair-leg demolition.]
[Do you even have to ask? Even when Tao Miaomiao beats Fu Yunxi up, he doesn't want to touch him directly. Dirty!]
[Chair leg: you're so noble! So high and mighty!]
[Chair leg: I'm dirty now. Who's going to feed me peanuts?]
On-screen, everyone turned in unison toward the battered notebook on the table.
Wu Xinyou lowered her voice.
"It says here..."
"Don't read it."
Lu Ye suddenly spoke.
"If I'm not mistaken, not just anyone can read this script."
[? How did he figure that out?]
[Same question. Am I just not smart enough?]
[Lu Gougou, don't do this. You're making me look stupid.]
Yue Lan nodded along.
"Scripts are written by screenwriters. Why don't we have Weiwei read it?"
Yu Zhiwei froze at being singled out so suddenly.
"Are you sure... it'll be okay?"
Xie Lin was unconcerned.
"We won't know until we try."
"Okay!"
Yu Zhiwei picked up the script and took a deep breath, reading out the cover first.
"The banquet."
All around them was quiet. Nothing happened.
Yu Zhiwei's eyes lit up.
"We guessed right!"
"Keep going."
"Okay."
She cleared her throat and slowed her speech.
"Thunder and rain raged outside the window. The eldest young master and his friend came in from outside, soaked from head to toe. The butler..."
Boom!
The lights overhead went out.
Darkness fell, and Yu Zhiwei stopped short, her voice