After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

Chapter 116 Who's Undercover
With the participation of writers, Ai Yuanyuan's identity role in this lottery is very important.

As a musician, Yuan Yi finally got half of the plot to get more gold coins, so he quickly stopped the shameful circle ballet and actively discussed with Ai Yuanyuan.

"The key point that both of us can think of, what will it be? It has something to do with the people on the cruise ship."

After thinking for less than half a minute, he and Ai Yuanyuan looked at each other and asked first, "Is it an invitation letter?"

Ai Yuanyuan nodded: "That's what I thought of."

Zhong Jiuyin poked her head down and looked at Yuan Yi. Before she could speak, Yuan Yi took a step towards her and said to her in a low voice, "If you don't have an invitation letter, you will know who has a problem."

She rolled her eyes: "What do you think? The program team never sent us that thing."

"Let's see if our guess is right. If it's right," Yuan Yi poked her smart armband and said, "There should be something in it."

He moved very lightly, and just touched her with one finger, as if he was afraid that he would accidentally poke her skin, and when he retracted his finger, he subconsciously looked into her eyes.

After reading it, she quickly withdrew, her gaze escaped before she could look at him, her reaction was like the water in a pot was about to boil for the last time, and when the steam surged up, all the business in her mind was blurred and the edges were blurred.

The countdown to the task reached the last minute, and Ai Yuanyuan frowned and called him: "Yuan Yi, hurry up and say your lines, the time is coming."

"Oh, good." He just came to his senses, met Ai Yuanyuan's frowning expression, and walked half a step away from Zhong Jiuyin in embarrassment.

Then quickly checked the lines with Ai Yuanyuan, and said it after confirming that it was correct.

"I know! Check the invitation letter and you will know who is the one who got involved, who may have had conflicts with the captain!"

In order to increase accuracy, they speak in as much detail as possible.

After speaking, I look forward to waiting for the notification.

A notification pops up on the broadcast: "Additional plot loading... Ai Yuanyuan, Yuan Yi's plot conforms to 80.00%, and each gets forty gold coins."

"Only 80.00%?" Ai Yuanyuan's expectant expression turned into a frown again, a little confused, "Is there anything else we haven't considered?"

"maybe……"

"There is a possibility."

Yan Cheng and Zhong Jiuyin's voices collided, and after a pause, they glanced at each other.

Zhong Jiuyin spoke briskly, and after finishing a complete sentence, Yan Cheng gestured for her to speak first.

She was also not modest, and simply said: "We don't have the invitation letter in our hands, how can we judge who has it and who doesn't? Everyone says yes, so what should we do?"

Yan Cheng nodded: "I think so too. We don't have ready-made invitation letters, so we can't intuitively see who has them."

As he spoke, facing the camera, he skillfully asked the director: "Since the invitation letter is mentioned, it should be useful? Did you prepare the invitation letter?"

Yuan Yi happened to be sliding the screen of the armband, and said, "I didn't see an electronic version on the smart armband either."

Director: "It's the text version. The personal script of this issue is very long, and you may not have time to read it carefully. We mentioned what the invitation letter looks like in the personal script of the character with the invitation letter."

"Ah—" Ai Yuanyuan understood, and said with widened eyebrows, "So now we're going to play who is the undercover agent."

It's easy to understand who is the undercover agent. You can tell what kind of game it is from the name, and Zhong Jiuyin can understand it.

But for some reason, she was a little nervous when she heard about this game.

Just like stepping on a cruise ship and just learning that this issue is a brain game, those things that she is not good at but have to do will make her heart tighten.

But who is she!She is a stunning genius who goes forward bravely!How could this little difficulty affect her calm and unpredictable image?
Her face didn't change, as if who was the undercover agent was just a scumbag game that she played 360 days out of [-] five days a year, she knew the rules of the game very well, she was able to grasp the game process, and the result of the game she was right one.

At this moment, Yan Cheng said inadvertently: "I haven't played who is the undercover agent. I just describe the appearance of the invitation letter verbally. I can't repeat it. See whose description is wrong and find out the person who looks different in the invitation letter, right?"

Ai Yuanyuan said "yes", and said it was very simple, anyone who has never played before can play, and maybe a smart ghost who has seen many kinds of invitations can still hide his identity.

Her tone was clearly praising people in advance of the loan, and implicitly said that Yan Cheng would play well.

After Zhong Jiuyin pricked up her ears and listened, a thought came to her mind: What?No first? !
She hasn't seen any invitation letter, only the battle post, and the whole article says... wait a minute, why can't she remember what was said in the battle post?
Forget it, it's probably something like "I want to fight you, the beautiful and talented senior Zhong Jiuyin".

But these days people don't fight and kill, and life is peaceful, if she gets used to drawing flowers and plants on the invitation letter, won't she be ruined soon?

Because she didn't mention any broken invitations in her personal script, she really got here.

Just thinking about how to do it, everyone bowed their heads and flipped through their personal scripts. Ai Yuanyuan, who was excited again, took the lead to start the game.

"Then why not start with me? The invitation I received was in an envelope."

Yuan Yi followed up with the second sentence: "The invitation letter is white."

When it came to Zhong Jiuyin, she pretended to be calm, rolled her eyes twice, and came up with a common point: "The invitation letter is square."

No one showed doubts in their eyes, and the first round passed safely.

Next to her is Liang Zhi, who said: "It is written in English."

When it came to Yan Cheng, he first said: "The chef doesn't need an invitation letter, but I saw it when I was discussing the dining rules with the captain, and it stated the time of the dance."

The first round is over, and it's Ai Yuanyuan again.

"The place of the dance is written on the invitation."

Yuan Yi: "There is a sealing seal on the envelope."

Coming to Zhong Jiuyin again, she was inspired by Yan Cheng's answer just now, and said very calmly: "My name is also written on it."

Yan Cheng lowered his head and smiled to himself, very cryptically.

After talking like this for two or three laps, the public said that there is nothing to say, only the decisive features remain.

Yuan Yi said: "There is a golden vine pattern on the invitation."

Zhong Jiuyin opened his mouth, but didn't speak immediately.

She just knew it!People here also like to draw some flowers and plants on the posts!

After two seconds of silence, she reluctantly said, "There are thorns on the golden vine."

Everyone focused their eyes on her for a moment, which was very meaningful.

Liang Zhi continued: "The sealing seal on the envelope is dark red."

Yan Cheng: "The text in the invitation letter is printed."

When it came to Ai Yuanyuan, she was also silent, obviously she had racked her brains and hadn't figured out what to say.

Everyone stared at her again, and Liang Zhi asked in surprise, "Did you come here too? A murderer?"

"No," Ai Yuanyuan quickly retorted, "I really can't think of any other features. It's just an invitation letter. There are only a few features, and they've all been said."

"Really?" Yan Cheng said lightly, "Size and length, color and smell, font symbols, content, there are so many things that can be said. You can't think of it. Is it because it is too difficult to imagine?"

(End of this chapter)