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

Chapter 126

"The story is also very simple."

Zhong Jiuyin took a sip of jelly like Erguotou, and told everyone about "My Father is the Captain".

"Since the analysis has reached this point, there is no need for me to keep it a secret."

Ai Yuanyuan: "... Hurry up and tell me."

Zhong Jiuyin: "20 years ago, in a light rain of apricot blossoms in August, a couple embraced the wrong child, and I became the daughter of a celebrity in the business world."

Yan Cheng: The scene description is so familiar, even common sense mistakes have not been corrected.

"Osmanthus blossoms bloom in August, not apricot blossoms." How many times do you have to say that, drunkard.

Zhong Jiuyin pretended not to hear, and opened her mouth to continue the narration, but was stopped by Ai Yuanyuan again.

"I already know the full version of your story, so I don't need to say any more."

She stared: "I just said the first paragraph."

Ai Yuanyuan: "I can find a thousand copies of novels that start like this on the Internet."

Then the full version of the outline was given orally on the spot.

"You were wrongly hugged and became a wealthy lady who was favored by celebrities in the business world. The first 20 years were smooth and smooth, and you were arrogant and arrogant. Unexpectedly, you just passed the age of 20, because of a blood test , the family found out that you are not their biological daughter.

After searching in every possible way, the real daughter returned to her place, and you, the fake daughter, suffered so much and were thrown out of the house in the end.You lost the parents of the previous 20 years, and you wanted to find your biological parents. Due to some embarrassing reasons, you didn’t dare to get the invitation letter as yourself, but sneaked on the cruise ship, just to take a look biological father. "

"To put it simply, you are using the script of the cannon fodder and fake daughter. How about it, is there anything that doesn't match? I can make a minor repair for free."

Zhong Jiuyin opened his mouth wide, saying good words don't need money.

"As expected of my partner in life, beautiful Yuanyuan, rich in knowledge and broad in vision, with you as my partner, I don't know how to accept other people."

Ai Yuanyuan: "Then I really did something good."

Yan Cheng obviously chuckled.

Zhong Jiuyin: "..."

Yuan Yi and Liang Zhi put their heads down and endured, not daring to laugh out loud.

"Anyway, that's what happened." She leaned back and took another bite of the jelly.

"The line is 'I am the captain's own daughter, I can't harm him', and it's over."

Broadcast: "Zhong Jiuyin's plot conforms to 50.00%, and the reward is fifty gold coins."

"Only fifty?" She sat up straight for another second, "That's how my script was written. I am the captain's own daughter. Isn't that enough reason?"

Yan Cheng told her: "Maybe it's because I didn't say enough lines. After the reason, I need one or two sentences to connect the follow-up plot, such as explaining your identity as a fake daughter and your suspicion of other people."

"Doubt..." Zhong Jiuyin stroked her chin and looked around, "Then doubt the beautiful Yuanyuan."

Ai Yuanyuan: "...to be your beloved life partner, you still have to bear the fate of being stabbed?"

If there is something wrong, "we are the only ones who love each other", and if there is nothing wrong, "the boss is this b is the murderer"?
Zhong Jiuyin explained carefully.

"It's like this. I have listened to your wonderful discussion just now. The content is very rich and the evidence presented is very detailed. Among them, I caught a key point—"

Yan Cheng thought silently at the side: Maybe he only heard the important point clearly.

"—The point is, this is a novel world, so who wrote the novel? Writer."

She also produced very "strong" evidence.

"For a cruise party, a cook is necessary, and it's normal to have dancers and musicians. The painter is here to find his father. Everyone has a valid reason to appear here, but the writer doesn't. You are a writer , sneaking into a cruise ship at midnight, what the hell are you doing here?"

Ai Yuanyuan: "I..."

Zhong Jiuyin sucked in the last mouthful of jelly, and after the whirring sound, she patted the handle of the chair and said for others: "I'm here to kill people and steal goods, let's play murder games!"

For a moment, Ai Yuanyuan really felt that what she said was very reasonable, making it impossible to refute.

Although the reason for this identification is so weak that it can be broken with a single poke.

"Why doesn't the writer have a reason to come here?" Ai Yuanyuan retorted, "What if it's for inspiration? The low-level writer wants to write the content of the masquerade ball, so he can see the scene of the real ball so that his description Be as real as possible, can't you?"

Zhong Jiuyin thought about the credibility of this reason, Yan Cheng watched her eyes turn around and did not immediately refute, and asked Ai Yuanyuan sharply:

"Then what kind of novel are you a writer?"

"Romance novels are stories about the love between men and women."

Yan Cheng: "Really?"

Zhong Jiuyin heard his doubts and struck out with a heavy fist: "You don't make any money by lying, not even a penny. We will believe you if we swear."

Ai Yuanyuan faltered: "...I am..."

"Well, I'm a mystery writer."

Yuan Yi let out a "hey": "Isn't this right? You, a writer of suspense novels, came to create a murder case on a cruise ship. You really came here to find inspiration for your career."

Ai Yuanyuan didn't refute, she looked up at the radio outlet, waited for half a minute, and didn't hear the familiar prompt tone before saying:

"There was no notification on the broadcast, which means that this part of the analysis may be useful but not enough to convict. My conditions are very good, but I don't necessarily have the strongest motive for committing the crime. I don't want to kill a boatload of guests just to write a book. .”

Yuan Yi: "Then we need to find out the motives of the other three people?"

"Yes." Ai Yuanyuan turned to speak, but the voice behind her was a little fuzzy.

Zhong Jiuyin thought that he had fulfilled his role as a "painter", so he didn't insist on hearing clearly, so he picked up a bag of dried shrimps and gnawed them dry.

"While waiting for the broadcast just now, she must have been thinking about how to avoid suspicion." Yan Cheng who was behind said suddenly.

She turned around and took a look: "Oh."

Yan Cheng continued: "The identification link is probably not far away, when the time comes, you can vote for her."

Zhong Jiuyin ate a mouthful of dried shrimp, and still let out a lazy "Oh".

Yan Cheng paused for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Is this shrimp delicious?"

"It's okay," she pushed a pack over, "You can try it."

Her attitude is neither far nor close, and she is not yet in high spirits to share macadamia nuts with Yuan Yi.

Yan Cheng took the package of dried shrimps and fell silent, his flat lips and calm expression were a bit unapproachable to strangers.

He began to wonder if he reacted too slowly when she showed intimacy at the beginning of the show, which made her feel very boring.

Or did she think of the comments made by netizens that made her want to avoid suspicion?
Zhong Jiuyin didn't pay attention to him, and ate snacks slowly.

She also just remembered that Qian Yu had warned her before going on the show not to get too close to baby Yan Cheng.

The previous contact must have exceeded the standard, and the camera was shooting, maybe Qian Yu could see it clearly, and he was ready to use "additional acting lessons" to punish her.

Honestly.

As for Yan Cheng...

Having a beautiful romance with a big beauty is said to be a life experience that every successful person cannot refuse. She has to take time to think about it.

　Qian Yu: Do you still remember what you said?You have to work until you die, contributing to the development of mankind, and talking about love is not the way you want to go.

　　Zhong Jiuyin: (perfunctory) Really, did I say that?It's okay, talking about love will not delay my contribution to the cause of human development.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)