Chapter 203： An accident happened

Chapter 203 An accident happened

Then they began to prepare the items needed to beat the drums and pass the flowers around.

Pei Tiantian was sitting on a stool to rest. She felt her throat was a little dry, so she said to He Rong, "I want to drink water..."

Pei Tiantian was stunned for a second when he heard his own broken gong-like voice.

Why did her voice become so ugly?

It’s all the same as the villain’s voice during his voice-changing period.

It seems that when I sang just now, I was a little too indulgent and my voice became hoarse.

Upon seeing this, He Rong went to get Pei Tiantian a bottle of mineral water.

After Pei Tiantian took a few sips of water, she felt that her throat felt much better, so she gave He Rong the unfinished mineral water in her hand.

He Rong took the mineral water bottle and drank a few sips before putting the bottle next to him.

The blond boy sitting on Pei Tiantian's side glanced at them thoughtfully.

The two people involved do not think there is anything wrong with drinking a bottle of water from the same bottle.

Although the blond boy has no brothers or sisters, he will never be so close as to drink a bottle of water with his relatives.

The blond boy smiled and said to Pei Tiantian: "Before, I thought you were brothers and sisters."

Pei Tiantian didn't understand why he said this: "Blood relationship doesn't mean everything. Although Brother He Rong and I are not biological siblings, we grew up together and have a good relationship, which is better than biological siblings!"

The blond boy was speechless for a moment when he heard Pei Tiantian's erroneous words: "That's not what I meant, what I meant was..."

At this moment, the host’s microphone sounded again, and he asked everyone to get ready to start playing drums and passing flowers around.

The loud music soon filled the entire beach, and Pei Tiantian couldn't hear clearly what the foreign friend next to her was mumbling.

The host told everyone the specific rules of the game.

 Beating the drum to pass flowers is to pass a balloon to the next person continuously with the sound of music. When the music suddenly stops, the person holding the balloon in hand will accept the corresponding task.

The staff brought up a box, which was sealed and non-transparent around the box. Only a small opening at the top was exposed, which could probably accommodate a person's arm.

The host said with a smile: "Our drumming and passing flowers are different from others. It is not just about letting everyone perform their talents. If someone has this balloon in their hand, they will go to the box and randomly select a note. "The tasks in the note are either punishment tasks or reward tasks, it all depends on luck."

When other people heard it, hey, it’s quite interesting.

In the past, when they played drumming and passing flowers, whenever it was that person's turn, they would either sing, dance, or tell jokes.

These game sessions are relatively old-fashioned and not very attractive. Unexpectedly, the organizer here actually innovated the game this time.

Everyone looked at the sealed box and wanted to know what was written on the mission slips.

The first round of the game officially begins. The music was playing, and the balloon suddenly stopped after passing for about a circle and a half. The first person to get the balloon was a taller fat man wearing a black T-shirt.

He was led by the staff to draw notes from the box. Everyone looked at him intently to see what notes he could draw.

The fat man prayed secretly in his heart.

Don’t allow yourself to be assigned tasks that involve physical work.

He put his hand in, pulled out a piece of paper, and then opened it and took a look. Suddenly, the fat man froze on the spot, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face.

The fat man excitedly handed the note to the host.

No one else knows why, what is this person happy about?

What tasks were drawn? Is it necessary to be so happy?

The host smiled and said: "Okay, let's see what note the first lucky person drew?"

The host looked at the note and read out the content: "Congratulations, you successfully received a reward of 1,000 yuan."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone on the beach couldn't help but exclaimed.

1,000 yuan!

The reward tasks here are actually related to money. I didn’t expect the organizer to be so generous this time.

And this award is awarded immediately.

As soon as the host finished speaking, the staff came over with an envelope containing 1,000 yuan. They gave the envelope to the fat man.

The fat man took the envelope excitedly, and then took a look inside. It was indeed filled with red hundred-dollar bills.

Fatty felt like he was in a dream.

I was really lucky today. I only spent 50 yuan to participate in this bonfire party, but I actually made more than 900 yuan.

“Okay, let’s start the second round of the game.”

Because someone won a 1,000-yuan reward for the first time in the game, people who originally didn’t want to play the drumming and flower-passing game changed their minds and rushed to participate.

After the second round started, the balloons began to be passed around, and this time the balloon fell into the hands of the blond boy sitting next to Pei Tiantian.

Because the boy’s blond hair and blue eyes were too conspicuous, everyone discovered that there was actually a foreign friend in their team.

The blond boy came to the box and was about to reach out his hand to draw out the note.

The host was worried that the blond boy didn't understand the rules at all, so he explained them to him in English.

The corner of the blond boy's mouth twitched: "I can speak Chinese."

The blond boy spoke with a pure Beijing accent, and there was no trace of accent at all. Everyone was stunned.

“Look at this Chinese dialect that is more authentic than what we speak.”

“It seems that I have lived in China for a long time.”

The blond boy didn't pay attention to the looks and comments of the people next to him. He reached into the box and took out a piece of paper. After opening it, the blond boy pursed his lips and handed the note to the host.

Sure enough, the blond boy this time was not as lucky as the fat man in the previous round.

What he got was a punishment task, requiring him to do 20 push-ups in one minute.

After the host read out this punishing task, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Damn, this is too miserable.

Since the reward in the first round of the game is very high, it is 1,000 yuan.

This raised everyone's expectations to the highest level. As a result, in the second round, the blond boy didn't get any money and even had to do twenty push-ups.

Someone said: "Isn't this bullying my foreign friends? They traveled thousands of miles to come to China, and in the end they were punished."

“It doesn’t matter whether he’s a foreigner or not, this is a task I’ve taken on. I’m willing to admit defeat. The young man himself didn’t say anything.”

The fat man felt very happy when he heard that the blond boy had to do twenty push-ups.

Fortunately, he didn't get this punishment task. Not to mention doing twenty push-ups, he struggled with both.

The blond boy heard everyone's discussion, and there was no disappointed expression on his face.

 He ​​quickly did 20 push-ups easily on the beach, and then got up from the ground. The whole process didn't even take half a minute.

The blond boy's breathing was very steady, and he sat back in his seat without even taking a breath.

“Look, twenty push-ups are nothing? People don’t take it seriously at all.”

Others also said: "It's good to be young. Doing twenty push-ups is like playing."

Pei Tiantian quietly raised her thumb towards the blond boy: "You are so awesome." The blond boy smiled and showed his white teeth, "Thank you."

In the next few rounds of the game, maybe because everyone was not very lucky, several people in a row were assigned punishment tasks.

Drinking bitter melon juice, running circles around the beach, etc.

Only one person offered a reward of 500 yuan again, and that was the villain boss.

Pei Tiantian didn’t expect the villain boss to be so lucky, because several of them had been given punishing missions before.

Everyone thought that there would no longer be a note in the box with a monetary reward written on it.

Unexpectedly, I got it again.

He Rong glanced at the envelope given to him by the host, which also said "Welcome to Asia City".

Hold the envelope and sit back down.

This 500 yuan suddenly inspired everyone. Everyone wanted to be the lucky one who got the money, so they continued to play round after round of drumming and passing flowers.

After playing for more than an hour, Pei Tiantian felt a little tired.

And what’s very unpleasant is that the balloon never stayed in my hand.

So after playing for so long, Pei Tiantian has not even gone up to draw a note, and has no sense of participation at all.

 Even if it is a punishment mission, it is a good game. I am like an outsider and can only watch them play silently.

Pei Tiantian became more and more bored and didn't want to play anymore, so she told He Rong, "After this round of games, let's go back to the hotel. We have to get up early tomorrow to watch the sunrise."

He Rong saw that Pei Tiantian's face was indeed a bit tired, so he nodded: "Then go back and rest early."

This round of drumming and flower-passing balloons fell into the hands of a little boy who was probably only six or seven years old.

The little boy was so excited holding the balloon that he shouted excitedly: "Mom, it's my turn, it's my turn!"

The little boy's mother looked at him with a loving face, held his hand, and took him to draw the note.

Because of the little boy’s height, he couldn’t reach the cardboard box. Therefore, the little boy's mother specially held the little boy in her arms and asked him to stretch out his hand to ejaculate.

The little boy struggled to pull out a piece of paper from the carton. After opening it, he saw that there were several words on it that he didn't recognize.

The little boy obediently took the note to his mother: "Mom, please help me see what I smoked?"

After seeing the content of the note, the little boy’s mother smiled and said, “Xiaobao, what you draw is a reward task.”

When the little boy heard that it was a reward, he raised his hands in joy and cheered.

The host took the note and told everyone.

The little boy drew a plate of brown sugar rice cakes, a specialty of Asia City.

Soon, a plate of hot brown sugar rice cakes was served.

This plate of rice cakes smells very sweet, and the small squares look very soft and waxy.

The little boy’s mother is very happy.

Because the bonfire party this time is a self-service seafood barbecue.

The little boy couldn't eat anything with too strong flavors, so he only ate a few small baked buns and not much other seafood.

The child was not full to begin with, but he just happened to win a plate of brown sugar rice cakes, which could fill his stomach.

As soon as the smell of brown sugar rice cakes wafts out, many people’s stomachs growl.

After playing the game for so long, everyone has consumed a lot of energy and is getting hungry.

“No more playing, we’re tired, we’re hungry.”

“Let’s go, let’s go have a buffet barbecue together.”

Seeing that everyone no longer wants to play games, they all just want to eat.

The host naturally respected everyone's wishes and led everyone to the self-service barbecue area to grill seafood.

The little boy and his mother were sitting in a corner eating brown sugar rice cakes as a reward.

The two of us had a piece of it, and we were quite happy eating it.

Pei Tiantian said "goodbye" to the blond boy and left with He Rong. The two of them left not long ago.

A scream suddenly sounded.

“Xiaobao, what’s wrong with you, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare mom!”

The little boy’s mother was talking and laughing with her child, but the little boy suddenly coughed, and the rice cake in his mouth fell down his throat, and his whole little face began to turn red.

The little boy’s mother immediately noticed that the boy’s expression was wrong, she quickly held the boy in her arms, and then slapped him on the back as hard as she could.

"Xiaobao, don't scare me, you are going to vomit, you are going to vomit!"

But the little boy's face still became more and more ugly.

He wanted to spit out the rice cake in his throat, but he couldn't.

A small face began to turn blue.

The little boy’s mother saw that the little boy’s condition was getting worse and she desperately called the staff to come over and help save the child.

The staff on the beach heard that the little boy was choking on his rice cake.

They also hurried over and patted the little boy on the back.

Other tourists on the beach put down their skewers and hurried over to see how their children were doing.

The staff and the child's mother patted the child's back together, trying to get the little boy to spit it out quickly. However, the child's condition became worse and worse, and he didn't even have much air left.

The little boy’s mother was so frightened that her eyes were blinded, and she was about to reach the edge of collapse.

Pei Tiantian and He Rong were originally walking in the direction of leaving the beach, but at this time, they noticed that tourists started to pour in one direction.

Pei Tiantian couldn't help but ask what happened to other people on the beach.

Only then did I realize that the little boy who had just played in the last round of the game had choked on his rice cake.

Pei Tiantian's heart skipped a beat and she glanced at He Rong subconsciously.

He Rong also understood what she meant, and the two of them turned and walked in the direction of the little boy.

As soon as Pei Tiantian walked over, she saw and heard the miserable cry of the little boy's mother.

The little boy's face was bruised and he looked like he was about to run out of energy.

As soon as Pei Tiantian saw the first aid methods of the staff, she became anxious.

The little boy choked on his rice cake. These people just slapped him on the back. This first aid method was useless.

Pei Tiantian strode forward, snatched the little boy over, and then pressed the little boy's abdomen desperately using the Heimlich maneuver.

(End of this chapter)