"What should we do then!" Bei Sining scribbled on her phone: "The movie description says it will give you the most thrilling experience, and the haunted house also claims to be the most thrilling... Apart from the Ferris wheel and the planetarium, there's nowhere else to go!"
Wen Zheng was about to say something when Bei Sining glared at him and said, "No, you're not feeling well! You threw up!"
The cameraman: "…………"
Upon seeing the camera, the king seemed to remember something and earnestly said to the lens, "Wen Zheng is not feeling well today and cannot participate in any 'exciting activities'."
Wen Zheng: "...You revealed my name."
Bei Sining exclaimed, "Can't I say?"
"Normally people don't say it, like my name is Z and your name is King, this is called a network ID."
Bei Sining: "But isn't a name just a code? What's the difference between Z and Wen Zheng?"
This question was too philosophical, and Wen Zheng was stumped.
The cameraman, worried they might start arguing, quickly interjected, "It's okay, we can edit it later. This isn't a live stream..."
“You’re right,” Wen Zheng suddenly said.
The midday sun in winter shines through the skylight of the mushroom house, making the entire hall bright and airy.
Last night's various thoughts about concerns and rules, now fermented and expanded by the sun, are like a mature mushroom that suddenly bursts open, spewing out spores.
A wave of relief washed over me.
Wen Zheng thought to himself, "He's upright and honest, and he has nothing to hide. So what if he knows my real name?"
So-called cyberbullying cannot be escaped, even if you use a screen name.
Like Yanghe, it's a screen name, but what does it avoid? In this era, some people's screen names are no less burdensome and restrictive than their real names.
"That's fine then," Wen Zheng said to the cameraman. "I'm not cutting it anymore. Xiaoyu has already pretty much exposed me, so it doesn't matter."
Bei Sining didn't care about that; she was still staring at the map with a pained expression. The waiter brought over a mushroom-shaped plate with meat and vegetables, and it looked quite appetizing. After they finished eating, they were about to go to the planetarium when the photographer suddenly received a phone call.
"Sugar Honey and Lemongrass have unlocked a new task: helping staff hand out flyers also earns extra points," the paparazzi said.
Bei Sining, the "points-adding fanatic," suddenly became interested. After listening to the staff's detailed explanation, she was full of fighting spirit: "One point for a thousand points? Really?"
"real."
Bei Sining immediately stopped eating, watched Wen Zheng stuff the last bite into his mouth, and then pulled him away.
He wants to be number one!
A little while later, he rushed back, untied the balloon from the back of the chair, and went outside holding it up...
***
When Bei Sining stands in the crowd, he is the brightest star, especially since he is holding a bunch of pink balloons.
In order to distribute more flyers, he reluctantly promised that any child who came asking for a balloon would receive one for free if they helped him distribute twenty flyers.
The scene was unprecedentedly bustling; even Wen Zheng was pushed out of the crowd. He stood by the flowerbed, fanning himself with a leaflet, watching Bei Sining's retreating figure.
The teddy bear who was handing out flyers approached him. He had a shy voice and seemed to be a boy, not very old.
"Um, thank you."
Wen Zheng turned to look at the little bear.
The mascots of Infinite Paradise are these little bears, and each of them has different decorations. Like the one next to me, it's wearing a red bow tie around its neck.
When they first entered, this little bear with a bow tie gave Wen Zheng a map. Later, it helped carry balloons when they were eating ice cream, and it also led the way to the restaurant.
It was quite a coincidence that we met on this trip to the amusement park.
Wen Zheng got close to him and saw a layer of fine light spots on the surface of the teddy bear. Curious, he reached out and touched it.
My fingers slipped through the layer of light and touched warm skin.
The little bear said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the manager doesn't allow us to shake hands with guests."
The mascot costumes of today are no longer the kind that used to wrap people up completely. Instead, they are bracelets that use holographic projection technology to project a mascot image onto the outside of the person.
Because the technology is nearing maturity, this projection is extremely realistic, almost flawless from a meter away, with only fine light spots visible at close range.
Similar projection technology is used in various advertisements and models, but Wen Zheng doesn't go shopping much, so this is the first time he has seen such a mascot costume.
"How does it feel to wear this?" Wen Zheng asked.
"Ugh, it's a bit hot... hotter than a real mascot costume, because the projection gets really hot... oh, sorry." A bead of sweat trickled down his arm and between his fingers. He quickly rubbed it on his pants and then took two steps back, looking embarrassed.
Wen Zheng frowned, bought a bottle of water from a nearby mobile stall, and handed it to Xiao Xiong.
The little bear thanked him repeatedly.
Seeing him look around before gulping down several mouthfuls of water, Wen Zheng frowned and asked, "Then why not just wear a mascot costume?"
It's winter now, and it's already this hot. How will we survive the summer? Even the military's high-temperature endurance training has time limits.
The little bear returned the water to him and timidly replied, "Because the mascot costumes interfere with the activities, and the mobile mascots also act as emergency personnel. If there is an accident, they need to provide first aid, catch thieves, and so on... Nowadays, large amusement parks don't have dedicated patrol personnel anymore."
The little bear with the red bow tie spoke shyly, with a hint of childishness. Wen Zheng had an idea and asked him, "How old are you?"
"Ah, I'm twenty-six." The little bear looked down: "Well, I'm really an adult now."
"..." It seems he wasn't the only one who asked a similar question.
Bei Sining pushed through the crowd, not as angry as usual, but with a stern face, she asked, "Why are you sitting down? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want some chocolate?"
"I'm fine." Wen Zheng felt a little guilty, thinking that he had still scared him this morning.
He clapped his hands: "Come on, I'll send it with you."
Seeing that Wen Zheng's expression was normal, Bei Sining finally felt like showing off: "I've already sent out two thousand copies."
"You're awesome."
...
The little bear with the red bow tie watched them leave from afar, its eyes, covered by the projection, slightly narrowed.
Author's Note: Ningning: It's only right that I've grown this big, I am the king!
(The little bear is a character who has already appeared, and there's not much information about him yet, so any guesses are just guesses!)
(I've called out Bei Sining a lot these past two days, and I'm sure everyone has forgotten his name by now. Stand tall and proud!)
Chapter 54
Wen Zheng glanced at the flyer; it was an advertisement for a documentary about the evolution of stars at the planetarium.
The documentary doesn't start until after 8 PM, which seems to be a unique feature of this amusement park's planetarium. It uses new technology to make people feel as if they are in the real universe, experiencing the passage of time and the rotation of galaxies.
If the timing hadn't been so inconvenient, Wen Zheng would have liked to take Bei Sining to see it. However, he had nothing planned for tonight, and if the planning team didn't have any other arrangements, staying a little longer would have been an option.
The balloons were all gone, and fewer and fewer people were interested in the flyers, so Bei Sining decided to go somewhere else. He stood in front of the huge amusement park map for a while, then took Wen Zheng to the Ferris wheel.
“I’ve looked.” Bei Sining shook the map and said, “It’s getting late. Although there are a lot of people at the entrance, those who just came in are in a hurry, and those who are leaving aren’t interested. There aren’t actually many people picking up flyers. There are a lot of people near the roller coaster, but they are all people who like thrill rides.”
"And those riding the Ferris wheel," he pointed to the line ahead, "are mostly a bunch of idle people who would probably be interested in the planetarium."
As a landmark attraction in amusement parks, few people would choose not to ride a Ferris wheel.
The Ferris wheel in Lecheng Infinite Park is a signature attraction, with a very large diameter, and has almost become a landmark of Lecheng.
It rotates faster than the standard speed, but takes forty minutes to get off, and from its highest point you can overlook the whole city.
Sure enough, there was a lot of people downstairs, and the queue stretched around two corners. There was an electronic display at the end of the queue, showing that the last person in line would have to wait about half an hour.
As expected of a powerful demon, Bei Sining was quick-witted. Wen Zheng agreed with him, intending to go to the queue to hand out flyers.
To my surprise, when I got closer, I found that they each already had one.
Has a staff member already sent it?
Wen Zheng vaguely sensed a burning gaze. He looked up and saw Tang Mimi and Lemongrass staring at him in surprise from afar.
So it was the two of them who posted it; they're not completely stupid after all.
The photographer suddenly received a call from the planner, who came up to remind him to keep his eyes fixed on Wen Zheng across from him.
"The planner said that the Xuanyuan family, along with the other two group members, currently has twelve points. Your group, including the two thousand flyers we just handed out, has a total of eleven points."
"?"
The two looked at the cameraman, feeling an overwhelming pressure; the cameraman broke out in a cold sweat.
Why are you looking at me like that? It's not like I made you lose a single point.
“I’m getting serious.” Bei Sining’s gaze was deep. “They can’t catch up with me.”
Not to mention Bei Sining, even Wen Zheng was ignited with a competitive spirit in this situation. It's a man's nature to always be competitive. Things that were originally insignificant become spinning like tops when competition or scores are involved.
"How do we do it?" Wen Zheng asked seriously.
Bei Sining: "You watch."
…………
The two were seriously discussing the plan, while eight pairs of eyes nearby were watching them intently.
"Big sister, is that him? The one with the short hair?"
"That's right, it's him!"
"Finally found it, sis, I'm starving..."
"Hurry up and eat a steamed bun, don't let it affect your performance later."
Eight young women were furtively gathered behind a tree, dressed in various styles: some in leopard-print skirts, some in innocent school uniforms, some with bright red lipstick and high heels, and others in baseball jackets and jeans.
The group formed a circle.
"Are you all finished eating? Remember this." The woman in leopard print looked around and held up one finger to emphasize the important points: "You are all the ex-girlfriends of that man in black, number one, number two... number seven."
"I've got it, I've got it."
"Don't mix up the titles, just say them yourselves."
"Husband." "Darling." "Honey!" "Honey~" ... "Baby."