“Pfft!” Gu Bei couldn’t hold it in and burst into laughter.
The girl shot him a glare, and Gu Bei covered his mouth, apologizing, “Sorry, even though I’ve already known, hearing you say it out loud, I just couldn’t help myself.”
The girl was distressed, “I knew this would happen.”
Little Taotie tilted her head, not finding anything amusing about the situation.
This sister was dressed in Lolita-style clothing and was indeed very cute; the na suited her perfectly.
Just like herself, her stage na, Little Taotie, was nothing to scoff at either.
“As long as you like your own na, that’s what matters,” Little Taotie pointed to herself, “I really like the na Little Taotie.”
The girl was extrely embarrassed, “Maybe when you grow up, you’ll dislike it too.”
The girl had also started as a child star, and back then, fans would hold up signs calling her “Little Cutie,” which she thought was incredibly cute. But as she grew up, she felt the na wasn’t quite right anymore.
It’s like so child stars who had nas like Baby when they were young thought it was fine then, but as they grew up, beca adults, and even got married and had children, using that na was no longer suitable, so many of them changed their nas.
The girl sighed, “On my eighteenth birthday, I want to choose a new stage na, but it cos with a lot of trouble. Maybe after I change my na, many people won’t recognize .”
Little Taotie offered her several pieces of cake, “Sister, when you’re upset or troubled, just eat sothing sweet.”
“Thank you, Little Taotie,” the girl said, picking out just a piece of strawberry cake.
It wasn’t strawberry season yet, and the strawberries were sour.
“Sister, the fans are all very supportive; they won’t stop liking you just because you change your na. If you let them know early that you’re going to change it, or even involve them in picking a new one, giving them a sense of participation, they’ll feel even more connected,” Little Taotie suggested.
“What a great idea!” the girl clapped her hands, “Why didn’t I think of that? You’re so clever, no wonder you can solve the cases we all can’t!”
…
Early the next morning, the eight guests were invited by the director to a set made up like an interrogation room.
Standing in front of a mirror, the director, dressed in a police costu, said, “This mirror is two-way, you can see and hear the criminals being interrogated.”
The middle-aged male artist scrutinized the director and jested, “Is our director playing an NPC today?”
The director nodded, “The actor originally supposed to play this role had sothing co up, so I took over.”
The girl laughed, “Just don’t botch the performance and break the imrsion.”
The director shot her a look, “I’m a professional.”
Little Taotie looked up at the director in police costu and nodded, “Police officer is a professional!”
The director grinned, patting Little Taotie on the head, “Zaizai is always the sweetest!”
“Zaizai?” the girl pursed her lips, “It rolls off the tongue, doesn’t it? You just joined the group, didn’t you?”
The director replied, “You’ve just joined the group too, don’t make fun of , older brother.”
The sound of a police alarm went off, and the director lowered his voice, “We’re about to enter the scene, everyone get ready.”
They looked through the glass to see the interrogation room. The door opened, and a young man was brought in.
The director entered the interrogation room and sat opposite the young man.
A line of text appeared on the glass in front of the eight guests: Public restroom murder case, two suspects on the scene, both accusing each other of being the murderer, claiming themselves to be the witness.
Task: Identify the real murderer through interrogation.
The director, playing the police officer, started questioning, “What did you see?”
The young man looked terrified, as if recalling sothing that scared him, his voice trembling, “It was him! He killed that person, all because they had fought over a spot before!”
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