After stealing the heroine's script, she became popular all over the Internet

Chapter 48 "You are the Joy of Youth"

After a while, the zither sound continued to rang in a low voice. The zither sound was low and mournful, making people feel immersive, as if they were in a poignant love story.

""You are the Joy of Youth"" Lin Xiangxiang said suddenly, and Zhou Yan asked with a blank face, "What?"

"This song." Lin Xiangxiang explained, "it's about the story of a down-and-out scholar and an oiran meeting and getting acquainted, and finally the yin and yang are separated. The oiran is concerned about the dead boy, and he treasures the boy's relics, and finally angers the benefactor, and is humiliated to death. .”

"and then?"

"The youth's obsession has not disappeared, turned into a resentful soul, and wiped out the whole family of the gold master."

After saying this, Lin Xiangxiang's eyes flashed with surprise, and Zhou Yan was also shocked: "Is this... a hidden script?"

"Close the case!" Zhou Yan handed the pen to Lin Xiangxiang, and Lin Xiangxiang quickly connected all the story lines together.

After leaving the secret room, the six returned to the studio to officially solve the mystery in front of the camera and the audience.

When the few people were looking for evidence just now, the camera followed them all the way. At this time, the barrage had already exploded, and Zhou Yan and Lin Xiangxiang were all brushed.

[Fuck, shit, shit!This set is amazing!Directly found the hidden script! 】

[Borrow a building!I just checked "You Are the Joy of Youth", is it possible that this case is adapted from this story?That murderer is a ****! 】

【What?Who is the murderer? ? ? 】

【yes! ! ! 】

The program group is still very good, directly blocking the spoiler, which is very anxious to the netizens.

In order to prevent the guests from copying the answers, the program team temporarily closed the barrage.

"Everyone, is there anyone who can restore the truth of the case?" The host stood in front of the small blackboard prepared in advance. Tong Xin was not polite at all, walked towards the blackboard with his feet up, and wrote Yu The word Yang.

"He's the murderer." Tong Xin just glanced at it and then raised her eyebrows, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, she was already confident.

"Excuse me, Miss Tong Xin, what is the process of the case?" The host asked this, and Tong Xin's face froze.

process?She didn't look at it!I only read the word murderer, isn't it enough to find the murderer?
When Li Rong and Jing Wenli, who had no clue at all, saw the childlike appearance, they understood that this is the foolishness of not memorizing the script.

Seeing the embarrassment of Tong Xin, the host couldn't hold back the smile on his face, and called again tentatively: "Miss Tong?"

Her urging made Tong Xin dissatisfied: "What? Isn't it good to find the murderer?"

"This..." The host was embarrassed, and turned to the director in the audience for help.

The director's face was also ugly, and the host asked Tong Xin to sit back for fear of being left alone.She called the second group, and Jing Wenli stepped forward.

She pasted the evidence typed out backstage on the small blackboard one by one, and then began to explain the process.

"Li Rong and I found a sickle, a broken hand, and a broken piano in the backyard. Preliminary deduction, the dead concubine was an oiran who forgot her hometown and made a living by playing the piano. In the end, she was redeemed by the benefactor Jin Dafu."

"There are many concubines in Jin Dafu's mansion, and they are jealous of the beauty of the oiran, so they cut off the hands that the oiran used to play the qin, killing the oiran, and also broke the oiran's qin."

"The oiran's resentment persisted, she possessed herself on the broken qin, and killed the entire Jin mansion with mourning and music. Therefore, the murderer should be the dead oiran."

The inference is not unfounded, it seems that the hidden character who did not appear in the script, the luthier Yuyang, was not discovered.

After Jing Wenli finished speaking, the audience applauded, but unfortunately the host did not reply positively.

"Ms. Jing, please take a break. We have invited the third group, Zhou Yan and Lin Xiangxiang, to bring different answers."

Lin Xiangxiang handed the notes to Zhou Yan and motioned him to go up and explain.Zhou Yan looked at the note, and said lightly: "You go."

"This..." Lin Xiangxiang just wanted to say it was inappropriate, but Zhou Yan said, "I'm not familiar with that song." He refused as an excuse.

The host urged for the second time, Lin Xiangxiang took back the notes, and walked to the small blackboard resignedly.

"The murderer in this case is Yuyang." Lin Xiangxiang circled the word Yuyang written by Tong Xin.

Tong Xin immediately mocked: "Hey! Copying the answer doesn't count."

"Sister Tong Xin, I have a process~ The answer is the same, it must be a coincidence~" Lin Xiangxiang pushed back with an innocent face, Tong Xin's complexion sank, and Zhou Hao tightly held the palm of his hand, signaling her to be safe and calm.

"Who knows what's going on in your process? What if it's just nonsense, and you end up with Tongxin's answer?" There was a sarcastic smile in Zhou Hao's eyes, and Lin Xiangxiang didn't even bother to look at him.

"Then ask sister Tong Xin to help me check the process and see if it's the same."

"What do you mean?" Tong Xin couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately yelled at Lin Xiangxiang angrily.

For Lin Xiangxiang, she has always been unable to bear her violent temper.But the persona she created in front of the camera has always been a sexy and gentle big sister.

Such a sudden runaway, facing the spotlight, she quickly calmed down.

"You mean, I stole the question?"

"No~" Lin Xiangxiang blinked innocently, "I mean, since our answers are the same, maybe the process is also the same."

"Sister Tongxin, Bingxue is smart. She must have solved the mystery. She didn't tell me herself, but she wanted to give me a chance to play tricks. So, please ask Sister Tongxin to correct the answer. Even if it's wrong, it doesn't matter, does it?"

"You!!!" It was clearly mocking her secretly for stealing the question, what kind of white flower is she pretending to be?

Zhou Hao saw that the blue veins on Tong Xin's forehead were bulging, so he stood up to comfort him: "Don't be angry, baby, let her talk nonsense. Anyway, with her IQ, how could she guess it?"

Tong Xin glared at her angrily, and sat back.

Lin Xiangxiang pasted the printed photos on the small blackboard, and narrated the process of the case.

"This is a sad story. The oiran is a prostitute but not a prostitute. On the night of prostitution, the luthier broke three strings."

Opening the mouth is the eye-catching style of the author of the web article.

"The luthier Yuyang thought that the oiran had bent his waist for a mere banker, but he didn't know that it was the gold master who threatened to break the luthier's hands."

"The luthier played the piano desperately, trying to earn enough money to redeem her. It was only the last night, but she became a plaything in the palm of the benefactor."

"The luthier was sobbing, and played the last piece with tears in his eyes. The broken string revealed his heart."

"The oiran left with the benefactor, and the luthier also broke his strings, ruining his playing career and being depressed all day long. He passed away soon after."

"After the death of the luthier, he turns into a resentful soul and wanders the world. Wherever there is the sound of the piano, there are resentful souls of the luthier who make trouble."

"It wasn't until he couldn't bear it anymore and went to the mansion where the oiran was, only to find out that the oiran had kept his broken qin, and he cried all day long."

"The gold master originally coveted the beauty of the oiran, but the death of the luthier took away all the vitality of the oiran. Looking at the sad oiran, the gold master was angry from it. After a month of favor, he replaced a more beautiful beauty into the house."

(End of this chapter)