20demayo Chapter 133 The painting style suddenly becomes silly
Chapter 133 The painting style suddenly becomes silly
Three of the five guests moved. Xie Jiang moved coquettishly and jumped out as soon as the window opened.
The law school students who had read the case files originally thought that Hu Ruoling was the murderer, but after seeing Xie Jiang's actions, they forgot to post comments.
Just when the audience was confused about who the real murderer was, Luo Hanshuang also moved.
She opened the door and looked out through the crack for a while, then stuck her head out to continue observing the situation outside. She began to speak her lines in a perfunctory tone, "Master, did you hear any strange noises? Will the Third Young Master kill us?"
[This is so annoying! If I had known I would have to share a room with this dirty cucumber, I would have preferred not to come.]
[Breathing the same air with him makes me feel suffocated.]
Luo Hanshuang cursed inwardly, then opened the door wider, stuck half of his head out, and continued to mutter, "The Third Young Master turned off the power to the small building. I suspect he wants to kill someone."
"He wants to kill people, and others want to kill him too. If you're scared, Madam, just go sit in the living room." Du Wenxuan walked up behind her, stretched out his hand to open the door completely, lowered his eyes and looked at the swirl of hair on her head affectionately, "Come on, I'll go down with you."
Luo Hanshuang hummed, rolled his eyes where he couldn't see, and walked out first.
[Disgusting! The lines in the plot are not in a doting tone. He doesn't act well when he should, and he gets excited when there's no one to act with him.]
Zheng Sihai's use of this case as a plot point is truly clever. This classic case has been adapted into TV dramas many times, with the only difference being the manner of death.
Director Zheng, who was being clever, said: ... Stop scolding me. I have behaved well. Please let me go.
The audience was delighted.
[I love Director Zheng. These two are truly the best team. They even use the same curse words.]
[Immersive experience of what acting is all about. On the surface, they appear to be a loving couple, but in their hearts, they curse one thing after another.]
[Why do the officials keep broadcasting live? A master of law student revealed that he is an outlaw. Aren't they really afraid of corrupting the next generation? If it weren't for the fun of watching the show, who would watch them?]
[The adulterous couple has been acting for fifteen years. They slept when they shouldn’t have, and paid the taxes they should have paid.]
[If you want to be a soul-spanking hammer god, you should watch the actual hammer first and digest the melon thoroughly. Based on my experience eating melons, today's melon may just be the appetizer.]
[Some fans have come out to criticize the man. He is indeed different from others in terms of learning the law. Before he became an adult, he was a considerate and gentle uncle. But on the first day of adulthood, he went to bed with her.]
[There are so many victims, a football team fan has already come out to criticize the scumbag.]
[Watching Actor Song on a variety show reminded me of Liang Ming. The struggles in the entertainment industry are so dirty.]
[Hu Ruoling actually made a move. Could it be that she really was the one who killed the Third Young Master?]
[Those who have seen the case say…please continue to guess.]
Hu Ruoling opened the door and went downstairs, two bottles of yogurt in her hands, walking quickly.
There was a power outage in the small building, and it seemed as if candles were lit in the living room, with faint light coming through.
She jogged along, holding onto the wall, feeling frightened and scared.
[Isn't this a detective variety show? It's like being in a haunted house. Who are they trying to scare?]
[It's so dark, I can't even find the Third Master's room. I'll just give up.]
Finally running to the stairs, Hu Ruoling stopped to breathe heavily for a while, then stretched his head to look down.
Du Wenxuan and Luo Hanshuang, who heard the footsteps, also looked up at this time.
The six eyes met and the atmosphere became awkward.
Du Wenxuan withdrew his gaze and coughed dryly, a hint of displeasure appearing on his handsome face under the candlelight.
Luo Hanshuang twitched the corners of his mouth, with a forced smile, "Why did you come down too? Where are the others?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew, and the candles in the living room went out and fell to the ground with a plop.
The moment darkness came, two black shadows flashed across the living room one after the other. Du Wenxuan and Luo Han were frightened and felt pain in their necks, and fainted instantly.
Things happened so fast that before the audience could see what was happening, Xie Jiang's voice rang out clearly, "There seems to be someone downstairs."
"It should be the teacher and his wife. They went downstairs because they were afraid." He Yanqi replied tremblingly.
[There's no need to create such an atmosphere when killing someone. I'm a little scared.]
[Can't you just be quick? Sister Jiang Jiang, help me, I can't find my room.]
Who understands the pain of someone with poor directionality? The staircase is designed like a maze. I went out to the bathroom and couldn't find my way home.
Song Mingheng hiding in the dark:? ?
It’s hard to say whether detective variety shows are funny or not.
Xie Jiang, who had also done something bad and evacuated the scene immediately, looked at the ceiling speechlessly.
A good detective variety show suddenly turned into a silly one.
[No, I'm dying of laughter. He Yanqi is here just to ruin the atmosphere.]
[The shocking discovery of sand sculptures at the murder scene is a sign of moral decay or a distortion of human nature.]
[The terrifying atmosphere I had worked so hard to create was gone just like that. I wanted to see how much more idiotic it could get.]
Today was a day of ups and downs, like the waves of the ocean. During the day, I ate watermelons, and at night, I laughed my ass off. My neighbors almost thought I was crazy.
[Does no one care about the unconscious couple? Who saw the murderer? It was so fast.]
[Neither Hammer God nor Emperor Song was in the shot. Neither thermal imaging nor night vision cameras could capture them.]
[I have a bold guess...the murderer is Emperor Song.]
The surroundings became quiet again, and suddenly a woman's sobbing sound emerged, filling the air with a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere again.
[Who, who is crying! Prosperity, democracy, harmony, and justice...]
[We are a detective variety show, not a metaphysical variety show. No ghosts, no ghosts, no ghosts.]
[Sister Jiang Jiang, help me! ]
He Yanqi's voice was filled with fear, and Hu Ruoling, who was frightened and crying, suddenly stopped talking. Xie Jiang also took the opportunity to rush to the second floor and returned to her room.
Song Mingheng couldn't see Xie Jiang, but he could feel that she had left the living room.
He frowned and walked up the stairs silently.
The audience was amused and were all teasing He Yanqi, and no one cared about the case.
Xie Jiang returned to his room, took out the remote control and restored the power supply to the small building. The light suddenly came on, and He Yanqi and Hu Ruoling, who were standing still, stared at each other.
[No, I'm going crazy laughing.]
Hu Ruoling was less than two meters away from He Yanqi, yet he actually thought he was seeing a ghost and nearly screamed his throat out.
[Hu Ruoling: Oops, I dug a magical castle out of my toes.]
[These two adorable characters have taken the variety show industry astray.]
[Hu Ruoling's looks aren't very good, and she has ulterior motives. She should be banned immediately after the variety show ends. She even added passion fruit to the chicken feet even though she knew Hammer God was allergic to it.]
He Yanqi's agent: Such a cool and aloof actor, suddenly turned into a fool. His heart is dead and he is a waste.
[It goes without saying that He Yanqi's face is very versatile, his acting is good, and his occasional silly moments are quite cute.]
The silly He Yanqi took a deep breath, avoided Hu Ruoling who was still sitting on the ground, and left quickly, "I'm going back."
Hu Ruoling: ? ?
She seemed to have forgotten to respond?
Coming back to her senses, she stood up with the help of the wall. At the same time, she heard the sound of the door opening behind her, and Xie Jiang and Song Mingheng walked out of the room at the same time.
The power supply to the small building was interrupted again.
Hu Ruoling, who was trapped in the darkness, shivered, mustered up his courage, listened to the footsteps coming from behind him, and groped his way down the stairs.
The small building in the style of the Republic of China had a spiral staircase. Hu Ruoling was afraid of missing a step, so she stamped her feet with every step. By the time she safely reached the first floor, her clothes were almost soaked with sweat.
She stopped there to slow down, and suddenly a hand reached out from behind and covered her mouth.
"Woooooooo..."
Hu Ruoling struggled frantically, and the next moment he felt a sharp pain in his neck and completely lost consciousness.
Xie Jiang avoided the camera and carried her back upstairs, put her back on the bed gently, closed the window, and left quietly.
Those who are not the murderer have already knocked down three people. After dealing with He Yanqi, the plot will enter the third part.
As she approached He Yanqi's room with light footsteps, her trembling heart voice could be clearly heard.
[I took off my clothes myself. What was the cause of death?]
[By the way, it seems like his hands were tied behind his back, and he knelt facing the door. It was a very decisive and creative death.]
I'll be kneeling for about 20 minutes to half an hour. I think it's okay to put something under my knees, as the floor is really hard.
[If I had known I was going to play a dead person, I should have prepared to kneel before coming.]
Who came up with the idea of turning off the power? It was a hot day, and the dry cleaning was done before I even took off my clothes.
[I feel sorry for the murderer for a second. My neck is so sweaty, maybe it won't be easy to pinch him?]
[Hey, I've prepared some props. First, the audience will find the murderer, and then watch Sister Jiang and the others perform.]
Xie Jiang: ...Is it really okay to be so active even though you are about to die?
Song Mingheng, who had already sneaked into the room and was ready to take action: She is quite conscientious, saving him from having to take off her clothes himself.
Assistant Director: This style isn’t right.
Director Zheng: I feel like someone is whispering to me, but I can't find it.