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

Ai Yuanyuan won 4 gold coins in this party. Although she is still No.[-], the gap with Yan Cheng, who is the bottom one, has widened enough.

"Brother Yan Cheng, you haven't had a personal plot yet. If you keep doing this, you will be the first one to be robbed when it comes to snatching, right?"

Yan Cheng was still very calm: "Maybe my plot will be in the back. Judging from the dancer's lines at the beginning, it is impossible to take the role of chef in one stroke."

"Not necessarily," Zhong Jiuyin said lazily, "Didn't I say it in the last issue, the roles are also important and unimportant, the important ones can get a lot of gold coins in the plot, and the unimportant supporting roles can only drink porridge."

As soon as she spoke, Yan Cheng's attention was only on her alone, and the thoughts that had been scattered just now were withdrawn, and they tentatively approached her like tentacles.

"But this issue doesn't have a supporting role..."

Before he finished speaking, he realized his mistake.

Ai Yuanyuan immediately said according to his words: "Yes, our identities are divided into main and supporting roles. Although there are not so obvious male and female protagonists, according to the film rules, this story must start from the experience of an important character. The murderer There will be more plot as a villain.”

"So——" Yuan Yi looked at her, "Aren't you the one with the most plots? Then you have half the chance of being the murderer."

Ai Yuanyuan shook her head: "That's not necessarily the case. Where is the plot now, maybe you will have the most plots in the future? In the beginning, there are many plots, so it can only be said that it is the protagonist, and the villain usually only plays a big role in the end." of."

According to this statement, everyone turned their attention to Yan Cheng again.

The gaze does not possess the conditions for definite perception, such as heat, weight, light.

But Yan Cheng was able to clearly perceive the ray of gaze belonging to Zhong Jiuyin from everyone's eyes, and he could accurately look back from where her gaze came from.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "When the clues are not clear, it's best not to be suspicious, it will increase unnecessary subjective influence."

"Then look for evidence. The mask and the murder weapon are still waiting for us to find." Zhong Jiuyin raised his chin angrily, and said again.

"There is also the main clue that the broadcaster wants us to pursue, from the character's character and the motive of committing the crime, right? Beautiful Yuanyuan, what was the line you just said? I can't remember all of it."

Could it be that he couldn't remember everything, or was he just being distracted and didn't hear clearly?

Yan Cheng watched her speak naturally, and then glanced at him in a face-saving manner, passing lightly.

He swallowed lightly at his Adam's apple, and lowered his head to adjust the smart armband that had no problem.

What hangs down is the eyelashes, and what goes up is a good mood.

Ai Yuanyuan didn't know about the eyebrow-eye lawsuit between the two of them, so she broke up her lines just now and repeated them.

"Just use the third-rate profession they scold to mock back."

"Judging from the previous plot, the chef was demoted from the head chef because he made a mistake, so he is probably not popular. He will be a chef on a cruise ship. Who knows whether to look up to him or belittle him?"

"The dancer is very proud, and he doesn't like the job of leading the dance, but he still comes, maybe he knows that he is not good enough and is not popular. It is good to get such a job. His arrogance is just aloof. .”

"As for the musician, he looks very fake. He is lustful, courteous, and his subjective ideas are easily influenced by others. I don't think he is a musician at all, even if he is not in the mainstream."

Zhong Jiuyin nodded in agreement seriously.

"It makes sense, pretty Yuanyuan, you really deserve the title of variety show technician."

Ai Yuanyuan said modestly, "Hey, it's just like that, it's just so-so."

Zhong Jiuyin summed it up again: "So the five of us are all third-rate bastards. Now we have to see who is more perverted, more irritable, and has the motive to kill."

Liang Zhi: "You are quite..."

"Well—" she raised her voice at the end and stared at Liang Zhi.

Liang Zhi: "...they are very united and friendly."

"You have become a brother," Yuan Yi sighed, "You are called Liangzhi, but you no longer have a conscience."

Liang Zhi, who has no conscience, shows a bitter smile.

Yuan Yi smiled again, from the corner of the eye he secretly looked at Zhong Jiuyin, his lips moved, and when he was about to speak again, Yan Cheng suddenly said:

"It's past noon, right? Let's hurry up and finish the plot. On the way to find the mask and the murder weapon, we can go to the restaurant to eat something."

"Is there something to eat?" Zhong Jiuyin turned around like a whirlwind Li Kui, his wide eyes seemed to be shining.

"That's not right," she frowned again, "We came out of the restaurant, how can we have anything to eat, is it possible that the program team will prepare it now?"

"Should be." Yan Cheng looked at the program crew behind the camera and smiled, "I'm too hungry to think, can the director give me something to eat?"

The program team knew that he had hypoglycemia, and according to the team, he had fainted before.

So when he opened his mouth, the director had no choice but to disagree. He could only move the afternoon tea that was originally planned to be used after the murder game to the present.

It has to be the same as the description in Yan Cheng's words, put it in the restaurant, it's best to take it with you, play games while eating.

Seeing that some of the staff really left to prepare food, Zhong Jiuyin cheered up instantly.

"Quickly, quickly, analyze the person with the most suspicious experience early, and go to eat early."

Everyone cooperated very well, and Ai Yuanyuan immediately went to set the plot prompts.

"Now we can know that the murderer may have boarded the ship because there was no invitation letter. After being discovered, he was accused and even insulted by the captain. There was a dispute between the two, and the murderer killed the captain with the knife he was carrying in anger.

The murder may have been discovered by the mask pickers around, and then he took a large weapon and killed everyone without stopping, even Chris who ran away was not spared.Chris' cry for help attracted other people. He probably was afraid that there would be too many people, so he hid his mask, disguised himself as an innocent guest, and mixed in with us. "

"There is another possibility." Yuan Yi took her words very fast.

"Regardless of whether the murderer got on the boat or not, he should have had a conflict with the captain. The time may have been before choosing the mask. Perhaps he was also despised and bullied by other guests.

Then, because of some of his experiences and his personality, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he decided to kill someone to take revenge.The story behind it is the same. "

Zhong Jiuyin clasped her hands, rubbed her chin and thought, "What kind of experience and personality would make him decide to kill so many people? I guess he has encountered unfair treatment and contempt from many people before, which made his character depressed, and This kind of repression is not for him to hurt himself, but to take revenge on others."

When it came to the word "self-injury", she was fine, but Yan Cheng's eyelashes twitched, thinking of the scars on her body again.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Jiuyin pointed at him in the next sentence: "Chef, you have a history of liking to take advantage of women. You must have made a serious mistake in this aspect when you were demoted from the position of chef, and you were criticized by all your colleagues." The contempt and ridicule. And the chef has the experience of killing chickens and ducks, so he is not so afraid of seeing blood."

Yan Cheng felt that his current mood was no less than the injury of "serving someone to serve food but being poisoned to death by the other party with fungus".