Hao Jin wasn’t grateful at all: "Isn’t that the reward Shi Su won and shared with us? Mr. He, you seed up to no good early in the morning, don’t pretend."
After saying that, Hao Jin quickly got up and switched seats with Luo Fang, putting so distance between himself and the director.
Luo Fang laughed and cursed at him: "You punk."
After a few more minutes, Luo Fang stood up: "Where’s the hotel kitchen? I’ll go check on when breakfast will be ready? We’re all starving here."
Watching Luo Fang get up and walk to the back, the guests all stayed seated as if they hadn’t noticed, but the occasional glances exchanged told the whole story.
From so of Luo Fang’s unusual behavior since yesterday, it was clear he had so mysterious task.
Finally, everyone’s gaze turned to Xv Qingqing.
Xv Qingqing, feeling their gaze, quickly shook her head and whispered, "I don’t know anything, really!"
Suddenly, a scream ca from the back of the hotel: "Ah—"
The voice sounded quite shocked, although it was bizarrely shouted, it was clearly Luo Fang’s voice.
Upon hearing this noise, Xv Qingqing was the first to freeze in expression, obviously not expecting anything, and she quickly got up and ran to the back.
Everyone else sitting was also bewildered, but hearing the sound didn’t seem like a minor issue, so they hurried over as well.
The hotel wasn’t large, and not far at the back was the hotel kitchen; upon arriving, they saw Luo Fang sitting weak-kneed on the ground, staring fearfully in the direction of the kitchen.
Everyone looked into the kitchen.
"........."
They saw a corpse lying in a pool of blood on the floor.
The pool of blood was fake, a prop used for filming.
The corpse, naturally, was also fake.
Hao Jin’s mouth twitched hard, and he kicked Luo Fang’s leg: "Okay, you’re the only one with the script, right? Acting so convincing, you scared the hell out of , making think it was real."
Luo Fang quickly rubbed his face, which had been a bit contorted from the overly imrsive acting, stood up, and dodged behind the director, as if any guest could be the murderer, and he had to seek protection from the director.
Xv Qingqing, seeing her husband’s acting skills up close for the first ti: "..."
The guests were also all silent...
Co on, isn’t that overacting!
The cara then lingered for a mont on the fake corpse prop on the kitchen floor, and He solemnly said: "Today, due to a mysterious murder case in the hotel, the victim being our accompanying chef Mr. Liu, today’s filming regarding the Forest Park and Horse Ranch will be temporarily postponed, and we must first find out the murderer!"
Ai Yiqing lightly nudged ng Li’s arm and whispered: "Aren’t variety shows, especially those detective-thed ones, supposed to have a script in advance? Why don’t I know anything?"
ng Li whispered back: "Don’t be nervous, I don’t know either, I don’t have a script."
Ami also leaned in and whispered: "It seems the show crew changed strategies last minute."
They suddenly turned their gaze toward Shi Su, who was sitting relatively close: "Shi Su, do you have a script?"
Shi Su hadn’t fully processed everything yet, but after being called, she glanced at them and blinked, shaking her head: "I don’t."
"..."
But despite saying that, she slowly turned her gaze to the man who stood coldly beside her without showing any signs of emotion.
How did Jing Jihan know everyone definitely wouldn’t have breakfast this morning?
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