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

Chapter 94
Yuan Yi is like frosted grass, he no longer feels shy when he sits next to a girl he likes.

For a young man with little experience in getting along with girls, what Zhong Jiuyin did was a test of his ability to accept.

Zhong Jiuyin had already turned her head to talk to Ai Yuanyuan, unaware of his pitiful appearance.

"Their identities have been determined, should we blew ourselves up now or wait for the plot?"

She asked very sincerely, out of respect for low-level players of the game to high-level players.

Ai Yuanyuan asked her: "Looking at the plot, there is no need to hide it."

"Okay. My identity is easy to see, elegant and intellectual, beautiful and arrogant, all of which point to an answer—"

Ai Yuanyuan: "Human beings."

Zhong Jiuyin: "...I am a painter."

Ai Yuanyuan: "OK, the identity is now clear. Zhong Jiuyin is a painter, I am a writer, Yan Cheng is a cook, Yuan Yi is a musician, and Liang Zhi is a dancer. Now we should be able to make the first round of guessing? Let's integrate the information, It will be clearer later."

The several consecutive conversations just now have begun to involve the important details of "who is the murderer". The words of the three characters are all powerful evidence for self-certification and overthrowing other people's defenses. Everyone listened carefully and should have made a preliminary judgment.

This episode is really suitable for Ai Yuanyuan's high-level play. She can't suppress the idea of ​​controlling the situation. When she finds an opportunity, she will cue the process. After she is excited, she will look at Yan Cheng as if to make amends, and ask for his affirmation. .

Yan Cheng sat on the main seat, like the chairman behind the general manager, who could not be ignored without making a sound, and raised his hand to signal her to act on her own.

Ai Yuanyuan was affirmed, and she was the first to click on Zhong Jiuyin to speak.

"Me?" Zhong Jiuyin leaned back on the chair, folded her hands and thought.

"Yuan Yi, right? When I came up, I chatted up the beautiful lady, and when I asked why I didn't attend the dance on time, I faltered and said that I drank and overslept. It's unreliable and not a good person."

Yuan Yi: "It's really not good for me to make a mistake while drinking, and it's normal to hesitate and falter. Picking up a conversation... Even if you strike up a conversation, you can't say it's a murderer, right? Most people are not good at it."

Liang Zhi followed suit, apparently agreeing with Yuan Yi's self-defense, and had other guesses.

I originally thought that Ai Yuanyuan, as the person standing and controlling the audience, could easily see the speech needs of the guests, and would click on him to speak next.

Unexpectedly, it was Ai Yuanyuan herself who spoke next.

"In the plot description, it is specifically mentioned that Yuan Yi's reaction is not right, it should be useful, but I don't think it points to the murderer, otherwise it would be too obvious.

On the contrary, it was Brother Yan Cheng. His answer was very smooth and natural, as if he had thought of a long-awaited excuse, and he was the first to arrive at the restaurant. The specific reason was that the chef was worried about the ingredients, or that he had never left here as a murderer. To be distinguished. "

Well-founded and very directional.

Zhong Jiuyin thought it made sense, followed Yuan Yi and the others to nod, and looked at Yan Cheng together.

Yan Cheng just said, "It's not me."

Ai Yuanyuan quickly connected: "What's the reason?"

Yan Cheng: "Speaking fluently is naturally because the facts are like this, I am not lying, there is no need to rack my brains to find excuses. And—"

He changed his posture, crossed his slender fingers in front of him, and said, "There are only three men who have introduced themselves, and you two ladies don't have any information, especially you. According to the most solemn and low-key appearance, the most The novel theorem that may play an important role in an accident, the two of you may be even more suspicious."

It also makes sense, Zhong Jiuyin looked to the right again, and nodded again.

She thinks, let's divide the work, they are in charge of arguing, and she is in charge of nodding and applauding to give approval and support.

Both sides have their own reasons. Now that there is too little information, it is really hard to say with certainty which one is more likely.

Zhong Jiuyin thought for a while, and also used her ingenuity: "Is there such a possibility? The main task is not for us to find the murderer and call the hotline to report? Otherwise, we will report one first, and if it succeeds, we will end the game directly , the gold coins are rushing in, everyone is happy. If it doesn’t work, you can rule out a wrong option.”

Yan Cheng: "This is a reasoning game, not a poisoning game, killing one is one."

"Just tell me if this method is efficient or not."

Yan Cheng paused and looked at the director.

That look seemed to say: Come on, the program team must have a way to deal with the whimsy of this variety show gangster, right?
The program group really exists.

The director was as pleased as seeing a super-advanced player open a hidden easter egg in the game, and immediately announced a rule with joy on his face.

"The reporting hotline can only be dialed after the plot is over, and the connection time is 5 minutes, 1 minute for each person, no waiting after expiration."

Yuan Yi got a point: "Everyone has the opportunity to report individually? The last gold coin reward is only for answering correctly? What if the murderer also answers himself?"

Director: "Don't worry, we have also thought of this possibility, so the rule is - as long as three people find out the real murderer, the murderer is the loser. If only two or less people guess correctly, the murderer loses by guessing others, guessing himself Just win."

"The conditions are so harsh, you are trying to win in the cracks." Ai Yuanyuan sighed.

Zhong Jiuyin was still figuring out those few words, she leaned over and asked Yuan Yi, "What do you mean? The director said too much."

Yes, it was because the director had a problem with his statement, and it was definitely not the reason why she didn't understand.

Yuan Yi was injured just now, so he didn't dare to talk to her, but now seeing her approaching him, he couldn't help but put the embarrassment behind him, and happily explained to her.

"If the murderer wants to win, it's best to report himself, but at the same time make sure that he disguises himself well, and at most one person can guess him besides himself.

But reporting yourself has a very big potential hidden danger. You can’t guess whether others will find out that you are the murderer. If you add you and a total of three people guess you, then you still lose.Dilemma, the murderer must be good at playing this game. "

After hearing this, Zhong Jiuyin was convinced.

If she was the murderer, her brain would explode.

To put it simply, it's bad until the end and you can report it yourself. Win or lose is determined. It doesn't matter whether you want the gold coins or not, as long as you get them back in the end.

Ah, so she is also very capable of being a murderer, and she has figured out a way to quickly pass the level, just four words - no fear of winning or losing.

While she was thinking about it, Yan Cheng asked the director: "Why do you have to set the rules like this? Using a more traditional method, four good guys form a team, and the murderer team forms a team. In the end, the team of good guys finds out the murderer and makes a successful report, and the murderer wins. Isn't it simpler?"

Director: "Because there are too many good people in the team, I'm worried that some people will fish in water."

Fighting for yourself is a great way to motivate everyone.

Yan Cheng pondered for two seconds, his eyes drifted away: "It makes sense."

Zhong Jiuyin also nodded, and then looked up to find that Yan Cheng and Ai Yuanyuan were staring at her.

"...What do you mean? What do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)