In the apartment, when there is no alien invasion, no end of the world, no biohazard, everyone is rarely gathered together.
"Everyone understands the rules, and then we officially start." Curry paste played the role of God, asking everyone.
The reason why she was allowed to play the role of God is mainly because her IQ level can only complete operations of this level. Whether it is a villager, a priest, or a werewolf, everyone does not want the existence of this teammate.
Otherwise, she is likely to be the same as Zhang Wei, come up and say, I am a villager.
Everyone sat on the carpet in the vacated living room and nodded in unison.
Curry sauce issued the identity cards of Werewolf Killing to everyone in turn, Ye Yi, Amber, Lu Ziqiao, Meijia, Hu Yifei, Zhao Haitang, Zhang Wei, Dali, and four Xiaohei, No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4. .
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"It's dark, please close your eyes, and the witch, please open your eyes." Curry paste said in a low voice, creating a tense atmosphere on the scene.
Amber slowly opened his eyes, took a glance at the crowd, and then looked at the curry paste sitting at one end. The curry paste was compared with a "6", indicating that the number six was killed by the werewolf in this round.
Amber shook his head and did not save Zhao Haitang.
"It's dawn, the sheriff campaign will start, please raise your hands." Curry sauce said, sweeping the raised hands, "No. 2 Amber, No. 4 Meijia, No. 5 Hu Yifei, No. 6 Zhao Haitang, No. 8 Dali, No. 9 black, No. 10 black, No. 11 black, start speaking from player 4."
"Why did she speak first?" Hu Yifei didn't understand.
"I am God, whoever I say first is whoever comes first." The curry paste was unquestionably authentic.
In fact, it was because she had accepted a bribe from Mega, a bucket of popcorn.
"If I speak first, then I." Meijia rolled her eyes, thinking about what to say, everyone turned their eyes to her, "I have nothing to say, I just watch everyone raise their hands, just raise them casually."
This is really Chen Meijia.
Next, everyone spoke in turn. After Amber finished speaking, he blinked at Ye Yi while everyone was not paying attention.
Ye Yi was instantly stunned, what did this look mean, the villagers' alliance, the magic card inspection, or the werewolf who wanted to cut him in the next game.
Why am I just a small villager, I also want to be a prophet to check.
Zhang Wei is more confused than Ye Yi, is this really playing a game? This is really not a suspenseful reasoning drama.
After playing the twelve-player werewolf killing game three times for three full hours, Zhang Wei finally chose to give up. The game became more and more confusing.
Although the game was a mess, Zhang Wei still got a little inspiration from it. The easiest way in the game is to flip the identity card, but there is no identity card in reality, but there is one thing in reality that can be used as an identity card. It's a diary.
In the end, relying on the true feelings revealed in the diary, the mediation case was successfully resolved.
After this incident ended, Zhang Wei received a big red envelope from the landlord of the Love Apartment, but what made him most happy was not only the money, but also the willingness of everyone to help him together.
In fact, I am not so miserable, there are still many people who care about themselves.
The affairs of the community were temporarily mediated, and the graffiti on the corridor in the house of Yifei was also declared complete, and Yifei came to check and accept with great excitement.
"Sister Yifei, do you want to rest for two days first, and then check the results after two days." Meijia said with a guilty conscience.
"I've endured it for a week to see how tiring a painting can be, and I'm excited when I think about it." Hu Yifei suppressed his excitement.
"Absolutely exceed your expectations." Only Zhao Haitang in the crowd was more excited, like a primary school student who got full marks and was ready to be praised by the teacher.
"What did you paint?" Amber asked Ye Yi quietly, following the crowd.
"I drew you." Ye Yi replied.
"real?"
"Of course." Ye Yi affirmed.
"Forget it." Amber's eyes almost turned into a crescent with a smile.
"Then what did you paint?" Ye Yi asked back.
"I drew a wedding photo of Teacher Hu and Teacher Zeng." Amber put his right hand in front of his mouth and said in a low voice.
The first to be unveiled was the painting of Da Li, and she looked at her proud expression, and finally opened it...
"What do you mean by painting this picture?" Hu Yifei asked pensively.
"I thought about it for a long time. Looking at the theory of evolution, relativity, and the Big Bang theory, I still think that the picture of human evolution has the most scientific and rational charm." Vigorously explained.
"Yes, there are ideas, the perfect combination of technology and art, and the atmosphere." Hu Yifei praised against his will, "Whose is the next one?"
"I." Lu Ziqiao immediately stood out from the crowd, "This is my painting, a portrait of love between you and Teacher Zeng."
As a result, as soon as the canvas was unveiled, there were only two human silhouettes.
"Is this before or after death?" Hu Yifei's face was a little stiff.
"Isn't it obvious?" Lu Ziqiao's expression was startled, "I will process it again."
He took out the marker and added a smiley face.
"Is it a lot more vivid?"
A look of pride.
"Let's take a look at the next one." Hu Yifei was taken aback, resisting the urge to hit him.
The next painting is still terrible, especially Zhang Wei's. I thought he had drawn an earthworm on it when he saw two lines. The result was not. On the side of the wall, there was a villain. Those two lines were nothing but An extended nose.
In addition, the reading app I am using recently has a lot of books, full of books, and fast updates!
His masterpiece is called "Pinocchio Who Can Lie"
"This is what I created after adjusting couples' quarrels and having a deep experience of reality and lies in the past few days. Is it very artistic and reversal?" Zhang Wei was even complacent.
When it was the turn of Ye Yi's painting to be unveiled, Amber watched with a look of anticipation. As a result, the next second, his face was expressionless.
Ye Yi did paint her, but not only her, but also the other people in the apartment, sitting in a row at a long table with a retro Western-style candlestick painted on the table, which has the feeling of "The Last Supper". If you don’t count the words on everyone’s face.
The stickman representing Amber occupies the C position, with the word Amber written on his face.
Amber's face is now blacker than she kissed Ye Yi, and then Ye Yi immediately wiped the saliva on her face.
"Amber, I put my last hope on you." Hu Yifei patted Amber on the shoulder and said.
"Teacher Hu, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down." Amber straightened her chest, very confident and authentic, and glanced at Ye Yi again, and I'll take care of you when I go back.
Amber walked to his painting and opened the canvas. As expected, in the next second, everyone's faces showed jaw-dropping expressions. It was obvious that he was deeply shocked by his masterpiece, even as calm as the wind. Ye Yi's face changed drastically.
"How is it? Not bad, right."
Hu Yifei stretched out her thumbs, and her admiration was unrelenting.
Others also praised without hesitation.
With a contented smile, Kohaku turned around to admire his masterpiece, but when he saw the painting, the smile on his face instantly solidified.
That was not her painting at all.
On the wall, a three-petal white flower stood proudly and independently, a part of the upper body was pouring out from Ye Yi and Amber from the left and right. One person stretched out a hand and grasped the flower stem tightly, with a very serious expression on his face.
"Yes, the painting is great." Although I don't know what Amber wants to express, but from the perspective of the painting skills and the pattern, I don't know how many times before the spike, Hu Yifei praised sincerely.
"I didn't paint this, I painted it." Amber was shocked and wanted to explain.
"Don't be modest, give you a thumbs up." Lu Ziqiao raised his brows and said.
"But don't you think this painting is not very harmonious." Zhang Wei wondered, and glanced at Amber and Ye Yi, is there something between you two that is hidden from everyone.
"Well, it's a bit, too serious." Hu Yifei looked carefully, "but it's already very good, at least compared with yours."
Hu Yifei pointed to the crowd, and everyone dodges her sharp gaze and bowed their heads.
"Go, go, go down, although the result is not satisfactory, but you can see that everyone has spent their minds, I invite everyone to eat." Hu Yifei greeted everyone, bold and authentic.
Everyone left behind Yifei.
He took Amber's arm vigorously and praised: "It's okay to paint, but what do you mean by painting? Is there a conflict between you and Ye Yizhi?"
Sure enough, Xueba is more real, and knowing what it is, you must know why.
Ye Yi followed behind Amber and Dali, his face a bit deep. The moment he saw Amber’s paintings, a scene suddenly flashed in his mind. He was painting a woman’s arm. It was these three. Petal white flower.
However, the woman is not Amber.
Zhang Wei walked at the back, looking at these fantastic ideas, his brain opened up and turned into a happy smile, took out the black business card representing the eighth pawnshop from his pocket, and squeezed it into a ball in his hand. Then it was thrown into the trash can.
In fact, everything is very good now, the best friend is next door, and the favorite person is around.
The door was closed with a click, and in the trash can, the black business cards that had been crumpled up turned into wisps of gray mist and disappeared.