After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor
Chapter 125 Fiction World
What Yan Cheng drew was another difficult plot.
"It is required to stare at someone, but we don't know which character has long brown hair. Painters and writers are both possible. If dancers and musicians are a little flirtatious, it is not impossible." Ai Yuanyuan analyzed.
Yan Cheng didn't rush: "Then learn from the radio, don't join in the show, don't name names."
He sat at the head of the table, turned his head directly to Zhong Jiuyin's side, in the same direction, and he could be looking at anyone.
"Long brown hair, just right. How do you explain that?"
Zhong Jiuyin understood his approach, but when she looked left and right, she always felt that Yan Cheng was staring at her closely, and she seemed to be waiting for her response when she asked.
Is it an illusion?
She moved slightly to the right, still feeling that Yan Cheng was staring at her, his eyes seemed to follow her movements.
She is not the only one on this horizontal line, so why can't Yan Cheng's eyes be a little more distracted, look farther away, and stop doing these little tricks that could easily cause misunderstanding?
Or is this actually an unconscious behavior on his part?
Because of that kiss in the utility room?
When will an adult man with a complete brain and perfect control over his body behave uncontrollably?
... Could it be that Yan Cheng is still a poor little boy who has never been kissed before?
Zhong Jiuyin's eyes were dark, and it happened that the jelly had finished sucking, and her lips were moist. She licked it and rubbed it heavily with the back of her hand.
Wipe away Yan Cheng's gaze.
The judge's voice on the radio became the voice-over of the story, she didn't listen, and once again rolled her eyelids up and down to take a thorough look at Yan Cheng.
Yan Cheng had already withdrawn his gaze, and was sitting upright, sideways to her, as if he didn't notice her sizing up, and was focused on waiting for the gold coin to fall.
"Yan Cheng's plot conforms to 90.00%, and he gets [-] gold coins."
"The degree of conformity to the plot is higher than 80.00% five, and the plot improvement service is activated."
"The chef's words made everyone else stare at the painter. The long hair that fell was too obvious a clue, everyone's doubtful and frightened eyes burned her, the painter shook his head frantically, trembling, and shouted: 'It's not me! not me!'"
Ai Yuanyuan opened her eyes wide: "So it's you."
Zhong Jiuyin flicked over there smoothly: "It's not all the lines, it's not me."
Liang Zhi: "That's sophistry."
Zhong Jiuyin: "If I were a murderer, I wouldn't tremble and explain crazily. You should be afraid of me. Why should I be afraid of you? You are all powerful people who have killed a whole bunch of people."
Yan Cheng made an excuse as if nothing had happened: "If it's not you, who is it? The hair matches yours."
Zhong Jiuyin didn't look at him: "I also want to know who stole my hair and deliberately framed me."
Yuan Yi intends to speak for her: "It's not the final stage yet, judging by the progress, he should not be a painter."
Ai Yuanyuan: "But who left the hair? The murderer probably didn't have time to frame others. The painter once went to the utility room and encountered a chainsaw? But the place where the three painters hide in the plot is not the utility room. "
"It's another clue that seems obvious but doesn't stand up to scrutiny." Liang Zhi took off his glasses and wiped them. The eyes behind the lenses looked a bit sharp and phoenix when they squinted slightly.
It's just that he is too honest, forcibly weakening the sharpness of Danfeng's eyes by eight points.
Yuan Yi murmured: "It's like a novel written in a mess, the kind that only gets bad reviews when it is published, it makes people dizzy after reading it."
"drop--"
With a sharp and sharp sound, Zhong Jiuyin was startled, and she pressed her hand unconsciously, and the sucking jelly that was brought to her mouth squeezed most of it into her mouth, choking her to cough.
Yan Cheng sat up straight and leaned over to take out the paper, but when he handed it over, he saw Yuan Yi had already leaned over to help.
He paused, but still handed it over.
"Thank you." Zhong Jiuyin coughed so hard that her face flushed, and immediately after recovering, she took another big mouthful of jelly.
This party plot reminder came a bit intensively, she was not ready just now.
After that sharp sound like an air defense siren, it was the familiar content again.
"Trigger the key plot."
"The painter denied it again and again, but the writer snapped: 'So many clues point to you, who else could it be? Did you have a grudge with the captain long ago, and you sneaked into the cruise ship just to kill him!'"
"The painter shook his head even faster, seeing that everyone didn't believe it, he broke down and shouted: '...'"
"Uh, that's weird."
Liang Zhi said, "How did Yuan Yi's words hit the key plot?"
Yan Cheng pondered for a moment, and said in a firm tone: "There is a problem with the plot prompt. Apart from cooperating with it to receive gold coins, it's best not to follow the plot anymore."
Ai Yuanyuan wanted to speak but stopped talking and wanted to: "So, is this a suspense novel with the plot disrupted?"
Yuan Yi immediately raised his hand, his tone excited: "I love this kind of reading! If the novel becomes an independent world, then this may be a bomb game with a password, and we are gradually awakening NPCs.
The npc has to guess the murderer based on the chaotic clues. The murderer may be himself, and then guess the person in the identification link. If he guesses right, he escapes from the fake world. To deduct gold coins. "
Ai Yuanyuan is also a fan. After sighing subtly, she also proposed hypotheses.
"Every npc has branches related to clues, that is, everyone has motives and suspicions, so in the previous plots, all of us have been suspected, and the clues to be distinguished in the future will definitely point to everyone. "
Yan Cheng: "And the last moment of each branch should be to kill the captain and then kill everyone. It just depends on which npc takes this step first."
"So if we follow the plot, it means that the npc hasn't awakened yet?" Liang Zhi tried his best to keep up with their rhythm, and also pulled out a little content.
Yan Cheng: "Yes. Now we overturn the guidance of the plot. On the premise that everyone is a villain, to find out who is the murderer, we only need to look at who has more time to commit the crime and who has the stronger motive for committing the crime. . Clues like hair in the front, body shape, etc. can be put aside."
They spoke quickly and wonderfully, only Zhong Jiuyin sucked the jelly and listened with her mouth closed. After listening, she looked at both sides to make sure they had nothing to say, and freed up both hands with the jelly in her mouth. Applause slowly but firmly.
"Wonderful, really wonderful." She said vaguely.
other people:"……"
Ai Yuanyuan asked her, "Do you want to express your opinion?"
Zhong Jiuyin took down the jelly, shook her head and said, "I'm a rather mysterious huh."
Yan Cheng: ...It's more or less insane.
"However—"
She also said: "The plot still has to go. It is a little bit to get a little gold coin. You only know that I have more gold coins, but you don't know how much effort I have put in for a little gold coin."
Yan Cheng remained expressionless: "Most of your gold coins were stolen."
And at least one-third came from him.
Zhong Jiuyin imitated the tone of the charter woman in the movie she watched recently: "It's easy for you to rob people? Don't you have to work hard?"
These young people just don't understand how much sweat and tears are shed behind the cultivation of a stunning genius.
Yan Cheng was so sprayed that he couldn't speak, and silently picked up a bag of inhaling jelly.
She just started adding lines.
"Actually, I am not the murderer. The reason why I didn't kill the captain is very simple, because——I am the captain's father."
Ai Yuanyuan: "...Who is whose father?"
"Oh sorry, the captain is my father."
I'll try my best to finish this game within a few chapters, and then start a beautiful love affair!
"It is required to stare at someone, but we don't know which character has long brown hair. Painters and writers are both possible. If dancers and musicians are a little flirtatious, it is not impossible." Ai Yuanyuan analyzed.
Yan Cheng didn't rush: "Then learn from the radio, don't join in the show, don't name names."
He sat at the head of the table, turned his head directly to Zhong Jiuyin's side, in the same direction, and he could be looking at anyone.
"Long brown hair, just right. How do you explain that?"
Zhong Jiuyin understood his approach, but when she looked left and right, she always felt that Yan Cheng was staring at her closely, and she seemed to be waiting for her response when she asked.
Is it an illusion?
She moved slightly to the right, still feeling that Yan Cheng was staring at her, his eyes seemed to follow her movements.
She is not the only one on this horizontal line, so why can't Yan Cheng's eyes be a little more distracted, look farther away, and stop doing these little tricks that could easily cause misunderstanding?
Or is this actually an unconscious behavior on his part?
Because of that kiss in the utility room?
When will an adult man with a complete brain and perfect control over his body behave uncontrollably?
... Could it be that Yan Cheng is still a poor little boy who has never been kissed before?
Zhong Jiuyin's eyes were dark, and it happened that the jelly had finished sucking, and her lips were moist. She licked it and rubbed it heavily with the back of her hand.
Wipe away Yan Cheng's gaze.
The judge's voice on the radio became the voice-over of the story, she didn't listen, and once again rolled her eyelids up and down to take a thorough look at Yan Cheng.
Yan Cheng had already withdrawn his gaze, and was sitting upright, sideways to her, as if he didn't notice her sizing up, and was focused on waiting for the gold coin to fall.
"Yan Cheng's plot conforms to 90.00%, and he gets [-] gold coins."
"The degree of conformity to the plot is higher than 80.00% five, and the plot improvement service is activated."
"The chef's words made everyone else stare at the painter. The long hair that fell was too obvious a clue, everyone's doubtful and frightened eyes burned her, the painter shook his head frantically, trembling, and shouted: 'It's not me! not me!'"
Ai Yuanyuan opened her eyes wide: "So it's you."
Zhong Jiuyin flicked over there smoothly: "It's not all the lines, it's not me."
Liang Zhi: "That's sophistry."
Zhong Jiuyin: "If I were a murderer, I wouldn't tremble and explain crazily. You should be afraid of me. Why should I be afraid of you? You are all powerful people who have killed a whole bunch of people."
Yan Cheng made an excuse as if nothing had happened: "If it's not you, who is it? The hair matches yours."
Zhong Jiuyin didn't look at him: "I also want to know who stole my hair and deliberately framed me."
Yuan Yi intends to speak for her: "It's not the final stage yet, judging by the progress, he should not be a painter."
Ai Yuanyuan: "But who left the hair? The murderer probably didn't have time to frame others. The painter once went to the utility room and encountered a chainsaw? But the place where the three painters hide in the plot is not the utility room. "
"It's another clue that seems obvious but doesn't stand up to scrutiny." Liang Zhi took off his glasses and wiped them. The eyes behind the lenses looked a bit sharp and phoenix when they squinted slightly.
It's just that he is too honest, forcibly weakening the sharpness of Danfeng's eyes by eight points.
Yuan Yi murmured: "It's like a novel written in a mess, the kind that only gets bad reviews when it is published, it makes people dizzy after reading it."
"drop--"
With a sharp and sharp sound, Zhong Jiuyin was startled, and she pressed her hand unconsciously, and the sucking jelly that was brought to her mouth squeezed most of it into her mouth, choking her to cough.
Yan Cheng sat up straight and leaned over to take out the paper, but when he handed it over, he saw Yuan Yi had already leaned over to help.
He paused, but still handed it over.
"Thank you." Zhong Jiuyin coughed so hard that her face flushed, and immediately after recovering, she took another big mouthful of jelly.
This party plot reminder came a bit intensively, she was not ready just now.
After that sharp sound like an air defense siren, it was the familiar content again.
"Trigger the key plot."
"The painter denied it again and again, but the writer snapped: 'So many clues point to you, who else could it be? Did you have a grudge with the captain long ago, and you sneaked into the cruise ship just to kill him!'"
"The painter shook his head even faster, seeing that everyone didn't believe it, he broke down and shouted: '...'"
"Uh, that's weird."
Liang Zhi said, "How did Yuan Yi's words hit the key plot?"
Yan Cheng pondered for a moment, and said in a firm tone: "There is a problem with the plot prompt. Apart from cooperating with it to receive gold coins, it's best not to follow the plot anymore."
Ai Yuanyuan wanted to speak but stopped talking and wanted to: "So, is this a suspense novel with the plot disrupted?"
Yuan Yi immediately raised his hand, his tone excited: "I love this kind of reading! If the novel becomes an independent world, then this may be a bomb game with a password, and we are gradually awakening NPCs.
The npc has to guess the murderer based on the chaotic clues. The murderer may be himself, and then guess the person in the identification link. If he guesses right, he escapes from the fake world. To deduct gold coins. "
Ai Yuanyuan is also a fan. After sighing subtly, she also proposed hypotheses.
"Every npc has branches related to clues, that is, everyone has motives and suspicions, so in the previous plots, all of us have been suspected, and the clues to be distinguished in the future will definitely point to everyone. "
Yan Cheng: "And the last moment of each branch should be to kill the captain and then kill everyone. It just depends on which npc takes this step first."
"So if we follow the plot, it means that the npc hasn't awakened yet?" Liang Zhi tried his best to keep up with their rhythm, and also pulled out a little content.
Yan Cheng: "Yes. Now we overturn the guidance of the plot. On the premise that everyone is a villain, to find out who is the murderer, we only need to look at who has more time to commit the crime and who has the stronger motive for committing the crime. . Clues like hair in the front, body shape, etc. can be put aside."
They spoke quickly and wonderfully, only Zhong Jiuyin sucked the jelly and listened with her mouth closed. After listening, she looked at both sides to make sure they had nothing to say, and freed up both hands with the jelly in her mouth. Applause slowly but firmly.
"Wonderful, really wonderful." She said vaguely.
other people:"……"
Ai Yuanyuan asked her, "Do you want to express your opinion?"
Zhong Jiuyin took down the jelly, shook her head and said, "I'm a rather mysterious huh."
Yan Cheng: ...It's more or less insane.
"However—"
She also said: "The plot still has to go. It is a little bit to get a little gold coin. You only know that I have more gold coins, but you don't know how much effort I have put in for a little gold coin."
Yan Cheng remained expressionless: "Most of your gold coins were stolen."
And at least one-third came from him.
Zhong Jiuyin imitated the tone of the charter woman in the movie she watched recently: "It's easy for you to rob people? Don't you have to work hard?"
These young people just don't understand how much sweat and tears are shed behind the cultivation of a stunning genius.
Yan Cheng was so sprayed that he couldn't speak, and silently picked up a bag of inhaling jelly.
She just started adding lines.
"Actually, I am not the murderer. The reason why I didn't kill the captain is very simple, because——I am the captain's father."
Ai Yuanyuan: "...Who is whose father?"
"Oh sorry, the captain is my father."
I'll try my best to finish this game within a few chapters, and then start a beautiful love affair!
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