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

Chapter 111 Unilateral

Yan Cheng speaks English with a special sex appeal.

The indifferent timbre, the clean and tidy speaking speed, without the intention of showing off deliberately, is clear and refreshing from the beginning to the end, which makes people feel good after listening to it.

However, Zhong Jiuyin couldn't understand his few words of bird language, so after listening to them all, he successfully blocked the release of his English-speaking charm and grasped the central idea in one fell swoop.

"I didn't say that the mask would definitely bring any definite good news. The reason why the clues are clues is that they have to be checked as long as possible. It is not a good habit to be anxious before doing things."

If you can't do it, it's over.

Yan Cheng raised his brows slightly, because he was standing and squatting with Zhong Jiuyin. When he looked down at people, he seemed like a dodder who had no idea and was sincerely listening to advice.

"That's right, you're right."

The two people's eyes met, as if something inexplicable was sprouting in the air.

When the line of sight is staggered, that feeling disappears strangely again.

Ai Yuanyuan interjected and said, "So we're going to find a mask now? But the radio has been silent, which means we haven't guessed the key plot yet. Going out now is... a symptom rather than a root cause?"

"I think the clues we analyzed are already ahead of this part of the plot." The original anecdote was biased towards Zhong Jiuyin, and he shook the communicator in his hand actively.

"So we can quickly pass the key points of the plot, and then go out to find the mask. With Ai Yuanyuan's golden finger, we may be able to stay ahead of the plot."

Ai Yuanyuan frowned: "Then have you figured out the key point? What would the writer say in fear when he opened the door and saw the corpses all over the place? We guessed the captain and found the communicator, but it didn't help."

"Don't worry, it will definitely work." Yuan Yi has a good attitude and will not be anxious when encountering troubles. He can convey healthy and positive emotional value to people.

"First of all, we can summarize the findings just now, and try one by one to see if the key words are not correct, so the broadcast is not triggered."

As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Zhong Jiuyin.

Expressing yourself in front of a group of people in front of the camera is much more difficult than solving problems in front of the whole class on the podium, not to mention that there is a big guy here, and every time he publishes a long speech, he feels like he is playing tricks on the class.

He needed a little encouragement, even a casual look to show they were listening.

Zhong Jiuyin had the habit of looking into other people's eyes and listening to what they said, so she immediately caught his gaze, raised her chin lazily at him, and signaled him to continue.

Eye fights are instantaneous, only noticed by those who pay attention to them.

Yan Cheng looked straight, the camera couldn't capture the direction of his focus when he lowered his eyes, his face remained motionless and his eyes looked to the right, his eyes flicked across Zhong Jiuyin's face.

She propped her elbows on her knees, lazily resting her chin, her fingertips just touched her ears, and she kept stroking the pinnae again and again.

Probably the skin on that part feels cool to the touch.

There are a lot of small movements, but just looking at the expression does not seem to be distracting, because she listens to people's speech very seriously, and her eyes are fixed, as if it is an aid to her hearing.

I've never seen her take him so seriously. The last time she was talking and eating snacks in the video, the last time was more perfunctory, and she was still reading old novels.

…Why does he compare such things, adding to the annoyance.

Withdrawing his gaze, Yan Cheng raised his eyelids normally again, and looked at the camera directly in front of him.

It was uncomfortable to stand for a long time, so he changed his posture so that the two legs could alternately bear the weight.

But after a few seconds, he changed back to the original standing posture again, changing back and forth, but he felt uncomfortable no matter how he stood.

Yuan Yi couldn't help grinning a little, his characteristic fangs were exposed, like a big dog who was praised and wanted to wag its tail, it was cute to look at.

"When we walked into this place, we first found corpses all over the place. Everyone was wearing gorgeous dresses and masks, and blood flowed all over the place."

He described it in as much detail as possible, hoping that a certain sentence would activate the plot reminder.

"Then we found the captain. He was lying flat in the middle of the corpse. He was wearing the same white mask as Chris, covering his entire face. Only his eyes showed two black eye sockets. He was also holding a communicator, probably Who do you want to contact? The corpses here are based on the principle of pairing men and women, there are two more women, we guess the murderer took another mask..."

"Ding dong——" The plot prompt is back online.

Yuan Yi's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhong Jiuyin again.

Zhong Jiuyin gave him a thumbs up, then stood up and listened.

However, after squatting for a long time, her legs felt a little numb, and a feeling of electrification went straight from the soles of her feet to her brain. The numbness made her eyes go black, and then turned into flickering black and white snowflakes.

But she didn't stagger or fall, just stuck there like a zombie—

Or the kind of zombies in Plants vs. Zombies, Yan Cheng thought.

He stretched out his hand to support her, put his hand lightly under her elbow, and asked, "Leg numb?"

Everyone else looked at them, and Liang Zhi's eyes were a little bit better.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't catch up, and after blinking twice more, he almost recovered, and followed the hand all the way to see his face.

The broadcast was already prompting the plot, Yan Cheng saw that she was fine, politely withdrew his hand, and slightly raised his head to listen to the director's voice in the sky, with a natural expression.

It seems that it is an ordinary behavior under the rule of "Ms. Ma, everyone is responsible", without any personal emotions.

Zhong Jiuyin looked at him for an extra second, brushing his gaze over the slightly undulating Adam's apple, which he swallowed gently, and then slowly retracted it.

"Trigger the key plot."

"...the writer gripped the cook's arm, her voice trembling, and she said: 'Everyone...everyone is dead...will we also...that mask! It's the same white mask again!' "

It's really about the mask, but the key word is [exactly the same white mask].

"The chef was a little impatient, and was about to shake her off, but when he heard this, he didn't care about her, so he immediately looked at the corpse in the middle."

"'It's the captain.' The chef said in a serious tone. They were wary of each other, walked in carefully, and stood beside the captain's body. The chef found the communicator in his hand, picked it up and turned it over to observe."

"The painter endured the fear and looked at the mask on the captain's face, and suddenly heyed, leaning against the dancer, hesitating in a soft voice:..."

It's time for Zhong Jiuyin to play on his own.

"What can we find by looking at the captain's mask?" Yuan Yi thought for her, "We already know that this mask is the same as Chris's mask."

As he talked more, Ai Yuanyuan had fewer opportunities to express herself, and only after he had to think hard could she come up with meaningful words.

"The mask looks fine, is there something strange under or around the mask?"

After finishing speaking, I remembered, "No, this is a personal task. How can we help to think about the point of widening the gap between gold coins? It should be done after Zhong Jiuyin's answer."

He also looked at Yuan Yi faintly and said, "It's you who are so active in helping, you have brought me into the ditch."

Actively helping, why should he actively help?

People with thoughts in their hearts always diverge one sentence into three sentences to ponder. Yuan Yi seemed to be poked at the center of the matter, and he didn't even dare to look at Zhong Jiuyin.

It was Yan Cheng who lowered his eyes and stared between them for a moment.

A handsome and cheerful boy, a flamboyantly beautiful girl, and a unilaterally shy gaze that dare not look directly can create a love network, making people know what's going on at a glance.

— But it can only be one-sided.

Zhong Jiuyin's reaction to being kissed was different from others. It was hard to say whether she could understand Yuan Yi's performance.

Yan Cheng retracted his gaze, and subconsciously licked the corner of his lower lip.

(End of this chapter)