The remaining eleven people were even more baffled; according to their thinking and the optimal solution, how could they have lost?
Cheng Shuo turned to look at Song Shi'an, who was squatting in the corner, locked in a fierce battle with a can of luncheon meat, and said, "You're the last patient, aren't you?"
Upon hearing this, everyone simultaneously turned to look at the corner.
Suddenly being called upon, Song Shi'an almost cut his hand on the can of food. He stood up and smiled sheepishly, "Haha, I've been found out, but the game is over, so don't worry about the details."
He took a scalpel, stuck a piece of luncheon meat in it, held it up, and asked them earnestly, "Do you want some? This is the last can."
Everyone stared at him in disbelief.
The production team prepared just enough supplies for three days, which were distributed throughout the various rooms.
Who would have thought that a boy who was searching for clues and determined to find all the supplies would actually be the final boss?
The baby-faced girl pointed at him angrily. "I trusted you so much, and even shared my chocolate with you! Humph! You big liar!"
A moment of silence followed as the comments section went blank.
"You really can't trust appearances too much..."
"Who understands the sense of accomplishment he felt these past two days following Song Chenggong to find every single supply? This gluttonous kid is hopeless..."
"[Crying. jpg] I trust him so much, I go wherever he goes, even though I often bump into him, but following him brings surprises..."
"No more giggling, it collapsed as soon as I fell in love (just kidding), confirmed as a variety show-limited-time lover..."
"Huh? Am I the only one completely clueless? Can someone explain this variety show? I was totally just looking at the faces the whole time!"
The announcement came over the loudspeaker. "This game is over. See you next time!"
The live streams both domestically and internationally went black simultaneously, causing a sudden withdrawal reaction among netizens, as if they had been thrown directly from that gloomy hospital back into the real world.
When Song Shi'an received his phone, he met the director for the first time; she was a blonde, blue-eyed woman with big, wavy hair.
Claire extended her hand and said in fluent Chinese, "Hello, nice to meet you, I'm Claire."
Song Shi'an gave it a light handshake. "Hello."
Claire's eyes held admiration. "Your performance was quite surprising. This variety show was a great success. I hope we can work together again next time."
"Thank you, I'll definitely come next time." Song Shi'an smiled back. Next time, please pay more, otherwise he'd rather die than come again. Heaven knows how he's been getting by these past few days; he hasn't been eating or sleeping well.
As soon as I stepped out of the hospital, the blinding sunlight hit me hard. I hadn't seen the sun for three days and I was still a little unaccustomed to it.
Lin Fan spotted his brother in the crowd at a glance and waved excitedly.
Song Shi'an jogged over. "You're pretty punctual. You were wondering how to get back since there's no village or shop in sight."
Lin Fan asked with wide curiosity, "Brother, didn't you come wearing a hood? How did you know we were in the middle of nowhere?"
Song Shi'an shrugged. "Where did all those crows come from in the city? I thought they were going to take me to the border and make me wander around here and there."
Cheng Shuo happened to be passing by and replied expressionlessly, "If that were true, I'm afraid you'd be the one letting others take pieces here and there."
Song Shi'an asked nonchalantly, "How are you going to get back? Is someone coming to pick you up?"
Cheng Shuo glanced down at his watch. "I'm here. I won't lose to you next time."
A black sedan was parked on the side of the road. He opened the car door, got in, and the car sped away.
A gust of wind blew by at just the right moment, stirring up dust. Song Shi'an turned around to avoid it, leaving Lin Fan alone with his head and face covered in dust and dry leaves.
When Song Shi'an turned around, he saw that Lin Fan's entire head and face were covered in a layer of dust.
Lin Fan took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped the area around his eyes clean, and then stared at him with two resentful eyes.
Song Shi'an laughed so hard he couldn't straighten up. After Lin Fan finished getting ready, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go back. I missed my bed. You have no idea how creepy it was to sleep in a hospital bed these past few days."
Lin Fan couldn't bear to watch the live streams of his brother falling asleep instantly in the hospital bed these past two nights.
The NPCs were practically face-to-face with him, unleashing their ultimate attacks, and the director was creating a terrifying atmosphere. Meanwhile, he simply rolled over, found a more comfortable position, and continued sleeping.
As soon as Song Shi'an got on the bus, he took out his phone, which was full of messages.
The class group, Mother Song 'Father Song, Weibo, and D Station all exploded.
He hasn't checked his phone for three days, what happened? I checked the D Station backend and it's full of people tagging him on the same video, a compilation released by the official Splendid Business Journey.
When news of Wei Jinghong's death in battle reached Luo'an City, the city was filled with weeping. Wei Jingge and Xie Yanzhou held hands tightly when they heard the news of the great victory.
The army returned in triumph, and the people of the city eagerly awaited their return at the city gate, only to be greeted by a dark coffin.
The general at the front, carrying a bow and arrows, strode step by step toward the palace.
Wei Jingge recognized the bow and arrow as a birthday gift she had spent months making by hand. Before she could say a word, she fainted in Xie Yanzhou's arms.
The screen was filled with comments like "Welcome back to the city with the remains of Young General Wei!"
"Damn it, I'm crying my eyes out! What happened to the exciting, action-packed story?! What happened to the dashing young general?!!"
" Young General Wei, you have protected our homeland, but your elder sister only wants you to come back!"
"I was crying my eyes out at the beginning, and then they killed me again at the end! They promised a lighthearted, no-angst story, and then they lured me in only to kill me! Young General Wei, I was wrong, please come back!!!"
"Director, I'm warning you! The male lead has already time-traveled, what's the point of not using some kind of cheat code to revive him now?! I'll give you permission to use cheat codes!!!"
"A petition signed by ten thousand people in blood, begging Young General Wei to return!!!"
"Hmm, this is too exaggerated. It's a pity that Wei Jinghong sacrificed himself for the country, but couldn't you see all those other soldiers...?"
"This is a bit of an over-mythologizing of Wei Jinghong. He's portrayed as a spoiled brat who only knows how to indulge in debauchery, but then a plot twist happens and he gains a lot of fans. I'm really impressed..."
"Hey upstairs, don't leave! So what if he's a spoiled brat? Did he kill someone, commit arson, or bully innocent people?!"
"From the very beginning, it was obvious that when someone whipped Xie Yanzhou, Heir Apparent Wei was speaking up for the male lead in every word he said, and in the end, he even gave him a huge bag of gold, enough for an ordinary person to live comfortably for the rest of their life! Is this what you call a pure playboy???"
Lin Fan glanced at the back seat in the rearview mirror. "Brother, while you were live-streaming your variety show these past few days, 'The Splendid Business Journey' was airing right in the middle."
Song Shi'an looked up. "Isn't it a bit much to make such a fuss? Isn't the main focus the male lead? The appeal of a feel-good drama is that he gradually becomes incredibly wealthy."
Lin Fan shook his head helplessly. "But most TV dramas are watched by girls. Girls are more emotional. Although 'feel-good' dramas are enjoyable, the characters in them are all flesh and blood, especially the young general that I play. He even has an official personal account on D Station!"