Yan Cheng said that English has a special kind of sexy feeling.
The cold tone and clean speech speed is not intentional to show off. It is refreshing from beginning to end, making people feel good when they hear it.
However, Zhong Jiuyin couldn't understand his bird songs. After listening to them in a hurry, he blocked his charm of speaking English very promisingly and grasped the central idea in one fell swoop.
"I didn't say that the mask would definitely bring any exact good news. The reason why clues are clues is that they have to verify as long as possible. It is not a good habit to be anxious before doing things."
It's not over yet.
Yan Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly because he was standing with Zhong Jiuyin squatting. When he looked down at the person, he seemed to be a thoughtless Dodder Flower sincerely listening to the suggestion.
"That's right, you've made sense."
The two people's eyes met, as if something inexplicable was sizzling in the air.
When the vision is staggered, the feeling disappears strangely.
Ai Yuanyuan inserted into the middle and said, "So we are going to find a mask now? But the radio has not sounded, which means we have not guessed the key plot yet. Now when we go out, it is... to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, right?"
"I think the clues we analyzed are already ahead of this part of the plot." Yuan Yi's words turned to Zhong Jiuyin, and he actively shook the communicator in his hand.
"So we can quickly pass the key points of the plot, and then go out to find a mask, plus Ai Yuanyuan's golden fingers, maybe we can keep walking in front of the plot."
Ai Yuanyuan frowned: "Then have you figured out that key point? What would the writer say in fear when he opened the door and saw the corpse on the ground? We guessed the captain and found the communicator, but it was useless."
"Don't be anxious, it will definitely be useful." Yuan Yi has a good mentality and will not be anxious when encountering troubles. He can convey healthy and positive emotional value to people.
"First of all, we can summarize what we found just now and try it one by one to see if the keywords are not correct and the broadcast is not triggered."
He said as he subconsciously glanced at Zhong Jiuyin.
It is much more difficult to show yourself in front of a group of people in front of the camera than to solve problems in front of the whole class on the podium. Moreover, there is a big name here, and every time you publish a long speech, it feels like you are showing off your skills.
He needed a little encouragement, even if he just casually showed that they were listening.
Zhong Jiuyin had the habit of looking at others' eyes and listening to others' words. She immediately received his eyes, raised her chin lazily at him, and signaled him to continue.
The lawsuit is a momentary incident, and only those who focus on them can find it.
Yan Cheng looked at him right, and when he lowered his eyes, the camera could not capture the focus direction of his focus. He looked to the right without moving his face, and his eyes shook over Zhong Jiuyin's face.
She supported her elbows on her knees, lazily holding her cheeks, her fingertips just touched her ears, and she still touched her ears one after another.
Probably the skin on that part is cool.
There are many small movements, but just looking at the expressions is not like being distracted, because she listens seriously when she listens to others' speeches, staring at her eyes, like giving her listening assistance.
I haven't seen her take him so seriously. She was talking while eating snacks last time. She was even more perfunctory last time. She was still reading some ancient novels.
...Why did he compare such things and make him bored?
Withdrew his gaze, Yan Cheng lifted his eyelids normally and looked at the camera in front of him.
After standing for a long time, he felt uncomfortable, so he changed his posture so that his legs could rotate to bear the load.
But after a few seconds, he changed back to his original standing position. After changing, he felt that it was not very comfortable no matter how he stood.
Yuan Yi couldn't help but smile a little. His distinctive fangs were exposed, and he looked like a big dog who was only praised for wanting to wag his tail.
"We walked into this place and found corpses all over the ground. Everyone was wearing gorgeous dresses and masks, and blood was flowing all over the ground."
He tried his best to describe it in detail, looking forward to a certain sentence that activates the plot reminder.
"Then we found the captain, who lay flat on the center of the body, wearing a white mask that was the same as Chris, covering his face, with only two black holes in his eyes, and he also held a communicator, probably
Who should I contact? The corpse here is based on the principle of pairing men and women, and there are two more women. We guess the murderer took away another mask..."
"Ding Dong--" plot prompts to be launched again.
Yuan Yi's eyes lit up and he looked at Zhong Jiuyin again.
Zhong Jiuyin gave him a thumbs up and stood up to listen.
However, after squatting for a long time, her legs were a little numb. The feeling of power was running straight from the soles of her feet, making her eyes turn black and turn into flashing black and white snowflakes.
But she didn't stagger or fall, just stood there like a zombie.
It's still the kind of zombies in plants vs. zombies, Yan Cheng thought.
He reached out to support him, and gently supported his hand under her elbow, and asked, "Half numb?"
Everyone else looked at them, and Liang Zhi's eyes looked a little more delicate.
Zhong Jiuyin didn't get on it, and blinked twice more and almost recovered, and followed the hand to see his face all the way.
The radio was already prompting the plot. Seeing that she was fine, Yan Cheng politely withdrew his hand, raised his head slightly and listened to the director's voice in the sky, with a natural expression.
It seems that it is an ordinary behavior under the rule of "Miss with legs numb and numb, everyone has the responsibility" without any personal emotions.
Zhong Jiuyin looked at him for one more second, and his eyes rubbed against him gently swallowed his slightly undulating Adam's apple, and then slowly took it back.
"Trigger the key plot."
"…The writer grabbed the chef's arm tightly, and his voice was trembling. She said: 'Everyone...everyone is dead...will we...that mask! And that white mask, exactly the same!'
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It's really a matter of masks, but the keyword is [the exact same white mask].
"The chef was a little impatient and was about to throw her away, 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 heavy tone. They were alert to each other, walked in carefully, and stood beside the captain's body. The chef found the communicator at his hand, picked it up and flipped it and observed."
"The painter endured his fear and looked at the mask on the captain's face. He suddenly whispered, leaned against the dancer, and hesitated:..."
It's time for Zhong Jiuyin to perform personally.
"What can you find when looking at the captain's mask?" Yuan Yi thought for her, "We already know that this mask is the same as Chris' mask."
As he said more, Ai Yuanyuan had less chances of performing. After he put in hard work and thought deeply, he could come up with meaningful words.
"The mask looks fine. Is there something strange under the mask or around it?"
After saying that, I remembered, "No, this is a personal task. How can we help us think about it when we open up the gap between gold coins? If we want to work together, we should also follow Zhong Jiuyin's answer."
He looked at Yuan Yi and said, "It's you, who helped so actively, took me into the ditch."
If you are actively helping, why should he be actively helping?
People who have thoughts always think of one sentence in three sentences to think about it. Yuan Yi seemed to be stuck in the center of the matter, and he didn't dare to look at Zhong Jiuyin.
However, Yan Cheng looked between them with his eyes down and looked for a moment.
A handsome and cheerful big boy, a dazzling and beautiful girl, a single-sided shy look that dares not look directly can bring up a love network, making people know what's going on at a glance.
——But it can only be one-sided.
Even Zhong Jiuyin's reaction to being kissed was different from others. It is hard to say that she can't understand Yuan Yi's performance.
Yan Cheng restrained his eyes and unconsciously licked the corner of his lower lip.