The anchor is CP physique

i live...

However, even so, there is a common convention among cp fans of all cp fans: Whether it is sugar eating or tearing up, fans' matters are only resolved within the fans, and they will never dance in front of the master.

The disaster is not as good as the master—but anyone who engages in CP must have such a basic consensus.

Therefore, the behavior of "Kapok" cp fans can be said to have broken through the bottom line of patience of all the irascible elder sisters in Jiang Mu's live broadcast room.What's more, in the past few days, they have already been full of anger, and finally all of them are like firecrackers that have been ignited, scrambling to explode.

Toyoba - start!

"@蒸莉蜜蜜蜜草草! Mud! Horses!!! NMSL!!! Do you hear me clearly!!!"

"I'm fed up with riding horses (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ endure Nima's anger! Tun Nima's voice! The album will be released again in the future! There is only one little brother! This cp fan is extreme today. What's wrong? Bar!"

"@木之将死, don't you tear up the mouths of these sluts in front of millions of viewers tonight, I'm going to go over the mountains and over the mountains to touch your house and steal my little brother out!"

"Stealing little brother team up and add me!"

"Mu Da, I'm ballball, let's fire! Use your usual strength to hate us! Fuck this group of elementary school chickens! Let them know that a ruthless and ruthless melon shaking S is not so easy to pull! Duck!!!"

-

Liang Dongxi had no idea about the direction of the storm in Fengye. In fact, the first experience in the recording studio this day almost exhausted him physically and mentally, and he had no time to eat melons and watch the excitement.

Would it be possible to relax the requirements for him?Fake!nonexistent!

It was okay when I was pairing with Jiang Mu for most of the day, and everything went smoothly, but in the afternoon, Jiang Mu didn't know what happened suddenly, and he was busy in and out for a while, and finally disappeared altogether.

Then, Liang Dongxi's nightmare officially began.

When Jiang Mu was present, the two young ladies in charge of controlling the equipment, who had always been very dignified and quiet, looked at him through the glass at this moment, and suddenly showed a sweet smile on their faces.

Liang Dongxi felt hairy from the laughter: "...shall I continue recording?"

"Record! Why don't you record it!" The two girls clattered through the script, "...this sentence!"

Liang Dongxi found that line according to the instructions, and it was another line of sarcasm, but hasn't this line been recorded?Didn't he match it well before?So he brewed his feelings on this, and read it again honestly.

The two outside listened silently, looked at each other, held hands and looked tearfully at each other: "Wow, he's so cute!!!"

Since they were not facing the microphone, Liang Dongxi had a layer of soundproof glass inside, and heard nothing, but could only watch their reactions in confusion—is it really that bad?

Until the end, he had finished recording the part that was scheduled for today, but the two teachers outside were still eager to ask him to renovate the previous content.

After dubbing it over and over again, Liang Dongxi finally couldn't help feeling a little bit wronged, and said in a small voice, "You guys are so strict...Jiang Mu clearly said it's okay last night..."

Hearing this careful resistance——

Miss A held her chest: "What? He said yes last night? Why is he so bad!"

Young lady B's eyes lit up: "Since Mu Da can do it, then I can do it too!"

"..." Liang Dongxi covered his forehead tiredly.

— and began to say something he didn't understand.

Finally, when Jiang Mu's figure reappeared in the evening, Liang Dongxi dragged him out for a walk, almost as if fleeing.In one breath, he cast away the enthusiastic gazes of the four behind him, and it wasn't until he got in the car that he let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed on the co-pilot.

"Where's Uncle Zheng?"

"He'll go to Fengye first, we'll go straight there, and we'll have dinner there." Jiang Mu sat in the driver's seat, "Fasten your seat belt."

Liang Dongxi's whole body was weak, and he didn't move at all. He muttered lazily: "I'm tired, I don't bother to raise my hand."

——This is a line from Raven in the radio drama, he repeated it back and forth n times in the past afternoon.

Jiang Mu saw that he was paralyzed as if he had lost all his bones, so he adjusted the seat angle for him to be more comfortable, and leaned over slightly: "Thanks for your hard work."

Liang Dongxi snorted angrily, thinking that this guy who ran away halfway was the culprit who had suffered all afternoon:

"It's not you! I don't know where you went halfway, didn't you promise to stay with me all the time!"

Jiang Mu helped him pull up the seat belt, curled the corners of his lips slightly when he heard the words, and coaxed: "Well, it's my fault."

—Is it your fault or whose fault?

Even though the other party had a rare good attitude, Liang Dongxi still couldn't get rid of his anger, he groaned: "I don't care, I don't deserve to be left alone next time, I want to be with you."

click.

The sound of the seat belt being buckled sounded, but Jiang Mu's figure froze slightly.

Half of his body leaned over the person beside him, and the two of them were so close that they could meet each other very precisely with a slight turn of the eyes, as if they could see a deeper place through the fundus of their eyes.

Jiang Mu's voice was extremely low and deep, as if with some kind of faint tremor, it faintly swayed in this intimate close distance:

"……it is good."

The author has something to say:

Liang Dongxi: I want to be with you.

Jiang Mu: Good.

Author: I want daily updates.

Onmyoji (covering mouth): No, you don't want to.

kono dealer!

When we arrived at Fengye, before entering the venue, Jiang Mu received a call from Zheng Fang. Because of the noisy surroundings, he went to a far corner to answer the call.

Liang Dongxi waited obediently.

A few more steps forward is the entrance of the live broadcast site. There are all kinds of staff coming and going nearby, so as not to disturb people's work in the middle of the road, he leans against the wall and plays with his mobile phone quietly.

After a long while, a soft voice suddenly sounded in front of him: "Are you also the anchor of Field D, why don't you just stand outside and not go in?"

Liang Dongxi looked up and saw a man who seemed to be about the same age as him, with a handsome face, a bit long bangs, and cute round-frame glasses.

He glanced at the venue in front of him, and indeed marked the symbol "D". It seems that the other party should be one of the twelve anchors tonight.

"I'm not an anchor, I'm—" Liang Dongxi choked suddenly, how should I proceed with this self-introduction?

After struggling for a while, so as not to ambiguously make the other party think that he is a suspicious person like a strange illegitimate fan, he simply used Jiang Mu as a shield: "I came here with Mu Zhijiang."

After hearing his words, the expression of the person in front of him suddenly became a little subtle, and he looked at him carefully from head to toe without any trace: "Could it be that you are east, west, north, south?"

Liang Dongxi couldn't help being startled—how did he recognize this?

Seeing his rather surprised look, the other party smiled slightly: "I am Mianjun. Nice to meet you."

"..."

For a moment, Liang Dongxi seemed to see four gleaming characters in front of his eyes: Encounter Road is Narrow.

He really didn't have a good impression of the name, so he didn't intend to pretend to be friendly at all, but just responded casually.

However, the other party seemed unaware of his resistance, and continued to chat with him as if they had hit it off: "Why are you alone? Brother Jiang and the others have already entered the venue?"

"He just had something to go away."

Hearing this, Mian Jun suddenly laughed as if he was amused: "So, he just left you here without asking?"

"..." Liang Dongxi glanced at him strangely, puzzled by the reaction.

Otherwise, what else?

I just went to the side to answer the phone, should I tie him on the belt of my trousers and take him away with me?Or do you want to keep seventeen or eight bodyguards in black by his side?He's not a three-year-old kid...

Not knowing what to say, he simply didn't answer, and the atmosphere was awkwardly silent for a moment.

After laughing cheerfully by himself, Mian Jun seemed to think of something: "By the way, this area is a venue for board games. I asked before I came here. It seems that the arrangement for us today is to play Werewolf. Will you Play?"

... Werewolf killing?

Liang Dongxi thought about it for a few seconds, then shook his head honestly: "I haven't played much."

Most of his favorites are competitive competitive games, but for board games like killing games, he only knows the rules roughly and rarely plays them himself.

Mian Jun didn't seem to be surprised at all, and looked at him with a smile: "Oh, this won't happen either."

"..." Liang Dongxi silently swallowed back the "tsk" that came to his lips.

What does "also" mean?

It's true that he doesn't know how to dub, and he doesn't know how to play Werewolf. It just so happened that he was bumped into by the other party. Although there is nothing wrong with the truth, why does it sound so weird?

This guy's words are really awkward!Liang Dongxi didn't want to talk to him because he was beating around the bush at every turn.

"Board games like Werewolf Killing are a bit different from other games, especially face-to-face killing. Except for the necessary staff and twelve players, irrelevant people are not suitable for admission. After all, it is necessary to eliminate as much as possible outside factors to ensure Fairness..." At this point, Mian Jun tilted his head, as if thinking about something, "If I remember correctly, Uncle Zheng didn't seem to apply for a quota for you, right?"

"..." Liang Dongxi couldn't help but rolled his eyes vaguely.

Going around in such a big circle, can you just talk straight?He twitched his lips a little irritably: "Understood, I won't go in."

As if how rare he was?What's so good about a group of chickens pecking at each other?It's not a professional league game!

Hearing his answer, Mian Jun smiled: "That's good." As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the side and saw something, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Brother Jiang is here!"

Before Liang Dongxi had time to turn his head to look over, Jiang Mu had already walked beside him, and without stopping, he just said, "Let's go."

"Okay." Mian Jun followed him obediently.

Liang Dongxi stood alone in the same place, looking around boredly for a while, thinking about where he should find, and finish dinner first.

He was wandering, and Jiang Mu, who had walked some distance ahead, seemed to have suddenly noticed something, stopped in his footsteps, turned around, and looked at him accurately: "What are you doing there in a daze? You haven't come over yet."

"……what?"

Liang Dongxi caught his gaze and was stunned for a moment before realizing what he said. He pointed in the direction of the venue uncertainly: "Do I want to go in too?"

"if not."

Jiang Mu seemed to have misunderstood his meaning, and asked calmly, "Where do you want to go?"

This—the question doesn't seem to be where he wants to go, does it?

Mian Jun on the side stopped following Jiang Mu, frowned slightly when he heard this, and reminded cautiously: "Brother Jiang...there is no place for him in there?"

Hearing his utterance, Jiang Mu's gaze, which had been calmly resting on Liang Dongxi's face, froze for a moment, then turned to look beside him.

He seems to have noticed such a person beside him only at this moment, his eyes narrowed silently, with some kind of cold scrutiny, his voice was extremely low and slow, implying some kind of indescribable arrogance with overbearing:

"I say there is."

Being stared at by those two eyes, inexplicably, a chill rose up one's spine.Mian Jun muttered and moved his lips, but he didn't make any more sound after all.

After saying a word, Jiang Mu didn't seem to be too lazy to continue standing there waiting, so he simply walked back with his long legs, grabbed Liang Dongxi's wrist, and passed by the standing Mianjun without a pause , Straight into the live broadcast venue.

-

The other ten anchors had already arrived and waited early. They were laughing and chatting with each other, but when they saw Jiang Mu appearing, the atmosphere in the whole live broadcast room suddenly froze.

——It's like seeing the class teacher enter the classroom suddenly during the break.

Liang Dongxi, who was following behind, inexplicably had such a strange association.

Immediately following the "Mu Dahao" everywhere, the host who was warming up the atmosphere in front of the venue quickly grasped the topic: "Okay, okay, don't rush! The Mu University you have been thinking about is here!"

The photographer also quickly grasped the center of focus very understandingly, and saw Jiang Mu walking over unhurriedly.

The audience who had been waiting for a long time in the live broadcast room stared at the figure on the screen, and the barrage was filled with lovesickness for a while.

"Mu Da is coming!!!"

"The beauty of the wood is also working hard today prprpr"

"Wood will die, you annoying little goblin TAT has been in hiding for three days and finally is willing to show up to provoke TAT"

After this wave of carnival passed, and calmed down a bit from the nympho licking the screen, someone finally noticed something was wrong.

Although the camera focused on Jiang Mu, a small half figure following him could be vaguely seen - because Jiang Mu's left hand was firmly holding that person's wrist.

"Wait... who is he holding in his hand...?"

The joyful atmosphere on the barrage froze instantly.

"Hiss... this ominous premonition... this girlfriend fan and CP fan has a real-name heart attack reservation..."

"Oops, it's the feeling of angina pectoris_(:з"∠)_"

"I haven't seen you for three days! Who the hell hooked you up!?"

"Little brother: people sit at home, and the hat comes from the sky. The color of this hat is so damn environmentally friendly and healthy:)"

"I didn't expect you to be such a checkmate! Tonight, while my little brother is not around, I will be flirting (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻"

"Damn, I'll give you three seconds to let go of that hoof! Otherwise, Ben Lemony will cry for you TAT"

It was so sad that it flowed against the current for a while, until someone cautiously sent a message: "This...could be the Mianjun?"

At this point, the original crying and howling disappeared in an instant, and turned into dense dots swiping the screen——

"Talk to me in human terms, hey! What kind of ghost story are you telling all of a sudden!? I almost couldn't catch my breath (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻"

"If it's really that guy, I'm afraid I'll be taken on the spot [vomiting blood and death.jpg] Remember to burn some paper money for me today next year [waving a handkerchief]"

"I'm already heartbroken that I can't see my little brother today, and this bad news... I can't bear this grievance! [心如死灰.jpg]"

……

This room Jiang Mu has already pulled Liang Dongxi to the front of the field, and said a few words to a group of staff.

The hostess was stunned for two seconds, and quickly responded accordingly, and raised her voice: "Wow! Mu Da brought us a little surprise! Today's live broadcast has a temporary extra friend, we ask him to simply be himself How about an introduction?"

In the focus of everyone's eyes, the person shrunk behind Jiang Mu in the camera silently leaned out, only revealing a pair of black and round eyes:

"Hi everyone, I'm 'East, West, North and South'..."

After speaking, as if feeling shy, he quickly shrank back.

The next moment, millions of sand sculpture viewers in the live broadcast room changed their faces in seconds——

"...Huh? [eyes light up]"

“yooooo~ funny [meaningful smile]”

"Again, I didn't hear clearly! What is south, west, north, east, what is north, south? What is east, west, north? What is east, west, south? [Exuberant interest.jpg]"

"Your little cutie suddenly appeared! Snatching it from behind Mu Da is just a chirp chirp chirp chirp >3"

"Little brother! Little brother! [Crazy calling.jpg]"

"Crying and crying and suddenly laughing hee hee hee... It's a shame that I just cried with joy^_^"

"Mu Da, this is your fault! What kind of hero is grabbing your wrist? Isn't it good to just hold hands? (Angrily indisputable eyes)"

"Little brother, don't hide! Little brother, come out! Little brother hehehe (smile is gradually changing)"

"I hate this kind of dark hair candy the most, can't I just go to get married? [Funny]"

"I'm ready for this marriage! Let's send out wedding invitations to tell everyone~(≧▽≦)/~"

-

Since Jiang Mu specifically told him not to take pictures of Liang Dongxi's full face, when the camera focused on him, he carefully avoided the people around him.

Liang Dongxi observed the whole venue.

This is a fairly spacious room, with a huge circular table in the middle, and twelve seats arranged in a circle.Each seat has its own personal camera, and the director is in charge of instructing the camera cuts, so there will be no chaotic scenes of more than a dozen people chattering together in the same camera that he was worried about before.

But it is true that as Mian Jun said before, there are no extra player slots.

Liang Dongxi looked around, and couldn't help asking Jiang Mu beside him in wonder, "Where should I sit?"

——You won’t make him stand in the corner all night, will you?You might as well just go out.

Jiang Mu was not bothered by his question, and raised his chin in one direction: "Isn't there still a seat there?"

Liang Dongxi looked in that direction, and as soon as he saw the nameplate label on that seat, a bunch of black lines hung on his forehead:

"...Are you kidding me?"

Jiang Mu twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, but before he could respond, someone else came over.

Liang Dongxi raised his eyes and saw that the person who came was wearing a uniform with the Fengye logo. He seemed to be the service staff of the venue. His facial features gave him a vague impression—Jiang Mu seemed to have asked this person to fetch something just now.

"Mu Da, the werewolf masks here are all made very rigid, and the models are relatively large. After all, we need to ensure that the information will not be leaked at night... If you wear that to speak, you will not be able to hear clearly, and it is also uncomfortable. So I can only borrow this from the venue next door... Do you think it's okay?" The waiter brother handed over the things in his hand.

After Jiang Mu took over, he glanced casually: "That's it," he said, passing it to his side, "Put it on."

Liang Dongxi stared at the thing in his hand with tangled eyes, almost unbelievable: "...you want me to sit in that position with this thing? You are obviously playing tricks on me!"

It was a plush half hood in the shape of a rabbit, with two long lop ears hanging down from the top.

"Why did you play tricks on you?" Jiang Mu raised his brows slightly, stretched out his hand and patted the messy tuft of hair on his head, and put the headgear on him by the way, and took a step back to observe his results when he was done. Nodding with satisfaction: "Not bad."

The size is just right, only a pair of eyes and a small half of the face below are exposed, which does not affect the speech, and there is no need to worry about the camera.

— even looked delicious (strike out) cute (keep crossing out).

Mr. Jiang Mu expressed his satisfaction.

"Not bad ghost!"

Liang Dongxi faintly began to have a tendency to explode: "I didn't know you were a plush fan!?"

Jiang Mu accepted his accusation in a good mood: "It's not too late to know now," he said before walking towards his seat, "Go and sit down, the live broadcast will start soon."

"..." Liang Dongxi stared at the back and Shi Shiran walked away, feeling a suffocating breath in his throat.

The hostess, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, was on the verge of being at a loss for words. At this moment, she finally saw all the players seated, and hurried towards him: "Are you ready? We're about to start!"

Liang Dongxi was speechless for a moment: "I, I, I don't—"

The other party was too busy to score, so after asking a sentence, he continued on his own: "Let's go there when we are ready!"

As he said that, he pulled him to trot towards the side, and sat down without saying a word, motioned to the director to cut the camera, and a bright smile appeared on his face in an instant: "Okay! Next, let's invite the little brothers from East, West, North and South." Tell us about the rules of the game! The first game is about to start!"

Liang Dongxi straightened his eyes, and stared blankly at the camera in front of him.

There was a slight pause on the bullet screen, followed by howls full of wolf blood:

"Aww, isn't this my little white rabbit? Why did you run into the wolf pile! Grandma is here to save you!"

Seeing that the response to the barrage was good, the hostess made a little peace of mind, took a card from the side and handed it over, patted him on the back secretly and whispered encouragement:

"Don't be nervous, just follow the recitation."

"..."

Liang Dongxi, who had been kicked off the shelf, flattened his lips, looked up at her pitifully, then cast a mournful glance in the direction of a certain culprit ahead, and accepted the card resignedly.

First, the simple rules of the game, and then some special regulations related to this live broadcast.

For example, in one of them, in addition to the usual live broadcast gifts, viewers can also "feed" their favorite anchors.

After reading this, Liang Dongxi's eyes lit up immediately, and he looked at the camera with blingbling eyes: "I was also busy in the recording studio all day, and I came here before I had time for dinner... Can you reward me too?"

Watched by such bright eyes, the hearts of the old mothers in the live broadcast room were completely melted:

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow"

"Today I want to let everyone in Fengye know! Your food center has been contracted by my little brother!"

……

Liang Dongxi was coaxed to be happy, and after reading the remaining few rules, he didn't hold his breath as before.

The first round of the game is about to begin. After introducing themselves to the audience in the live broadcast room, the twelve players began to receive their respective ID cards.

During this gap time, he seized every minute and every second on the barrage to talk to the little white rabbit.

"By the way, little brother, what are you doing over there?"

"The quota of twelve players is already full. I haven't heard of anyone who wants to quit halfway?"

"Little brother is God? Judge? Referee? Mascot (cross out)?"

……

There are various speculations.

After all, he couldn't avoid this topic, Liang Dongxi was so embarrassed that his face burned slightly.He stretched out his hands and scratched the pair of long ears on his head. He felt a little embarrassed, swallowed silently, and then endured his shame, whispering as if whispering:

"I... I'm the croupier..."

The author has something to say:

Author: To save the world!The protagonist decides to debut and become an idol (cross out) to become a dealer!

Liang Dongxi: guna(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻I am not I did not stop talking nonsense!

Jiang Mu cattle beer! (Breaking sound)

Seeing that his cub was so wronged, he quickly comforted him in the barrage, telling him that this croupier is not the other croupier, and that in Werewolf Killing, his identity should actually be called "judge".

Liang Dongxi was skeptical, so he lifted up a corner of the nameplate that he had just hidden for the first time and showed them: "But this one says 'Dealer'..."

He lifted up the sign carefully for a second, and then put it down immediately like a thief, and the live broadcast room became 2333.

The nearby venues are all trial broadcasts of chess and board games. This nameplate must have been forgotten after the last round of live broadcast.

"Feng Ye's logistics came out and was beaten! Look at scaring our little brother!"

"It's true that the croupier is not afraid, we will crowdfund you to redeem you!"

All kinds of running trains on the barrage finally convinced Liang Dongxi that her role was really not the sexy, hot, glamorous little sweetheart who dealt cards online in the legend, at least he breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little comfort.

But a bunch of aunts and viewers didn't let him go so easily, they just thought his misunderstanding was very cute, and they all made fun of this stalk.

"Extraordinary! The sexiest croupier in Mujia Village deals cards online! All veterans, be quick! Those who have money will play the money game! Those who have no money will play the personal game!"

"The sisters in front seem to be making me laugh? Let me see who dares to praise people? They all give me money!"

"Sdd! There are so many outsiders watching! Our little brother must have a face!"

"Dealer C punches the duck!"

……

For a while, before the game officially started, the live broadcast room was suddenly flooded with gifts—of course, these gifts were all sent to Jiang Mu's name.

Liang Dongxi watched them quarreling speechlessly, until the director reminded that the player's identity had been confirmed, and he reminded in a low voice: "Don't swipe, it's time to cut the camera." Music, keeping the information private.

"I repeat for the last time. The board for this game is Pre-Hunter White. All players, please close your eyes when it gets dark."

After confirming that all twelve anchors had put on their masks, Liang Dongxi continued: "Werewolves, please open your eyes. Please confirm your companions."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Mu, who was sitting directly opposite him, lifted his mask.

The judge Liang Dongxi was sitting between No. 12 and No. [-]. The seats [-] and [-] on the opposite side were the C seats of the entire venue. They were vacated by ten other anchors before, and Jiang Mu sat in seat [-]. .

Except for Jiang Mu, the other three werewolves were players number [-], [-], and [-], and they were considered three consecutive wolves in terms of their positions.

"Werewolf, please kill."

Hearing this command, the three anchors looked at each other cautiously, and before they had time to discuss silently with their eyes, another lone wolf who strayed from the pack had already made a "six" gesture authoritatively. .

"..."

Liang Dongxi looked at the person opposite, and was stunned for a second, then quietly pursed the corners of his mouth, not letting it curl up.

Player number six is ​​Mianjun.

Because the leader of the wolf had been acquiesced the moment he opened his eyes, seeing the other party speak at this time, the three little wolves did not raise any objections, and honestly agreed to cut six.

"Witch, please open your eyes."

The witch is player number ten, a young lady with a simple ponytail.

"It was ta who was killed tonight, did you use the antidote?" - nodded, "Do you use poison?" - shook his head.

This is a very popular choice.If it is a private game or online killing, the witch may wait and see the antidote on the first night, but after all, it is a face-to-face killing live broadcast between the anchors. Elimination, reducing the weight of a single shot to zero is too offensive.

"Prophet please open your eyes."

Prophet No. [-] is an honest-looking uncle.

"The prophet please test the person."

He compared the number two next to him with his thumb.

"The person you're testing is—" Liang Dongxi followed the rules and gave him a thumbs down gesture, reminding the No. [-] werewolf.

In the end, the hunter and the idiot were asked to lift their masks to reveal their identities, namely No. [-] and No. [-].

Liang Dongxi wrote down all the above first night's information conscientiously.

"It's dawn, players please open your eyes."

After he finished speaking, the music in the venue stopped, and the camera in the live broadcast room also cut back to the scene.

Since it was the first time to do this kind of work, Liang Dongxi has been following the instructions of the process honestly, without paying any extra attention to the audience's barrage: "Players who want to participate in the sheriff election, please raise your hand, slow motion will not work." He counted them carefully, "Except for No. 11 and No. [-], the rest of the players have all gone to the police."

This is a situation where four wolves go to the police, and only two civilians vote under the police.

Liang Dongxi looked at the time again: "It's 24:[-], and player number four will start speaking."

So far, there will be no more business with him until the ten people have finished speaking, and there is no mistake for the time being, Liang Dongxi silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

His mentality relaxed a little, and he began to look at the game from the perspective of a spectator.Although he is not very good at playing, but because he knows everyone's identity, he can't understand it from the perspective of God.

Players No. [-] and No. [-] are two civilians, and they are the first to speak. They don't know much about the information on the field, and they may be a little nervous. Overall, they speak very cautiously, and they don't analyze anything useful.

It wasn't until player No. [-], namely Mian Jun, that he jumped out of his identity and officially launched an offensive.

Mian Jun looked at the camera facing him, smiled shyly with the corners of his lips pursed, and said in a soft voice: "Last night, I checked and killed No. [-]."

After finishing his words, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became a commotion silently, and the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded in an instant——

"On the first night of 2333, you killed brother one? That's too cool!"

"Mianmian is good!"

"Hiss... (smile fades away)"

Liang Dongxi was also dumbfounded, and looked at him with a tangled expression - aren't you a prophet?

Looking at the other room, Jiang Mu himself, who received the "Sky Detective Killing", had a calm expression on his face, as if he hadn't heard the news and didn't feel the slightest impact at all.

After throwing a blockbuster so lightly, Mian Jun still looked civilized, roughly analyzed a few words to the other players, left the police badge behind and signaled himself to finish his speech.

Immediately afterwards, with all the attention in the live broadcast room, the camera finally turned to Jiang Mu.

Jiang Mu casually raised his eyes and glanced at the camera. There was no superfluous emotion on his face, and his voice was clear and very cold: "Number six, Jinshui."

"..."

The rest of the players on the field fell into subtle contemplation for a while.On the other side, Mian Jun widened his eyes slightly in surprise, and turned to look at him.

Liang Dongxi tried her best not to wrinkle the expression on her face—you also dance the prophet?

Inexplicably distressed, he secretly glanced at the true prophet No. [-] next to him, and sure enough, he saw the tangled expression of a dog on his face.

Jiang Mu folded his arms halfway, and continued on with a blank expression: "The fourth and fifth players in the front spoke and paddled, but their mentality was biased; although the sixth player and I danced against the prophet, he was my golden water. Regardless of him. There is a high probability that there will be four wolves in the last position. As long as there are still people who jump into the prophet, they will be marked as wolves and eliminated. The number of police badges is first nine and then twelve."

Since then, some strange bullet screens began to appear in the live broadcast room——

"I still want to give you gold water even if you sent me to kill you. If this is not love, what is it?"

"Kapok [locked]!"

——But only a sporadic one or two appeared, and then disappeared immediately.

Liang Dongxi guessed that it should be Zheng Fang's efforts. He called Jiang Mu before, and he said that he would stay in the background and supervise the live broadcast with the director team.

The following Hunter No. [-] players were confused about the identities of the two true and false prophets, but because they held guns in their hands, they boldly stomped on the audience.

The camera skipped over the No. [-] player under the police, and came to No. [-] Miss Witch: "Well, between No. [-] and No. [-], I personally want to be the real prophet No. [-]. The reason is..." She paused slightly , "I don't think anyone here who gets the prophet will go to Muda on the first night."

The other players listened thoughtfully.

——This actually has a bit of an off-court flavor, but face-to-face killings are no better than online killings, and off-court factors are more or less involved.

And the logic is not unreasonable. Jiang Mu is the anchor with the highest celebrity status in the audience. It can be said that most of the audience in today's live broadcast rushed to watch him. Even considering the effect of the program, other people Also give him some gaming experience, it's really far-fetched to check his identity on the first night.

The barrage was also convinced by this explanation.

"666666!"

"This is indeed the truth. There is a high probability that Marshmallow can't afford this prophet."

"Ah, the wood is alive!"

Player No. [-] was about to continue talking: "As for the purpose of Player No. [-]—" but was suddenly interrupted by another soft voice in the next second, "Retreat."

Liang Dongxi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Player No. [-] is back." He nodded to No. [-], "Please continue."

However, Miss No. [-] murmured a few times and didn't continue, her face flushed with embarrassment, she shook her head and said in a low voice, "That's all... In short, I agree with Player No. [-] to get the police badge." .”

But even if she didn't continue talking, the rest of the content was basically tacitly understood by everyone present-knowing that No. [-] should not be the first to test, why did No. [-] choose to be the first to bomb his identity?To put it bluntly, isn't it just because of the popularity of traffic on others, do you want to talk more about the camera...

The present anchor, Gu Nian, was friendly with his peers, saving face and not revealing it, but the audience in the live broadcast room were not so kind, and one by one began to sneer.