Is that enough time to get used to?

Jing Huashui gave his own answer.

None of the senior actors who have survived until now are completely lucky, even if the survival skills of the past are rusty, as long as they are given a certain amount of time, they can always get back to their original state.

She participated in the first and second rounds with the help of Qian Cangyi, in this case, if she can't quickly adjust her state, I'm afraid that her real strength has become exactly the same as that of a rookie actor.

For example, several rookie actors who have died, as well as ...... Small drill wind.

Qian Cangyi's expression was calm, not angry, but also not praised, as if doing this kind of thing at this time was a complete waste of the little time left in each lap.

When the number of people decreased, the speed at which the red flower was returned to his hand also increased, not even for five seconds.

In the second circle, the safflower returned to Jing Huashui's hand again.

At this moment, the rhythm of her heartbeat is almost exactly the same as the beat of the drums, and she must also make her own choice in this powerful traction, whether to hand it out immediately to prevent herself from being swallowed by the red flower, or wait for the time limit to pass before handing it out?

Tick!

A second passed, and a drop of sweat ran down Jing Huashui's forehead and down the wing of his nose to his lips.

She stuck out her tongue and licked it, a little salty.

Suddenly, a dangerous feeling came from the center of her palm, and at this moment, she did not hesitate, raised her left hand and handed out the red flower with her right hand.

Boom! Knock knock! Knock knock!

The drumming continued, Jing Huashui looked left and right, and the masked man was still the same as before, without any change.

Was the judgment wrong?

Jing Huashui said in his heart.

The next time she makes a mistake, she will lose the qualification to play the drum and pass the flowers.

The red flower, which had devoured the seven masked men, returned to Jing Huashui's hands again.

The drums are still beating to the same rhythm.

There was no sudden spike, no slower shut-down, as if everything that was happening here had nothing to do with it.

The familiar sense of depression once again occupies Jing Huashui's heart, life and death are completely between a thought, and the difference between right and wrong will determine her fate.

Give it up...... That's enough for this......

For some reason, Jing Huashui heard such a sentence in her head, this voice was very familiar to her, because it was her own voice, and she had to listen to it countless times every day.

The smell of blood, which had been used to it, also became pungent at this time.

What about Cangyi? What did he think?

Jing Huashui asked himself.

Just when she hesitated, time was passing quietly, and the two-second limit passed again, Jing Huashui handed the red flower out, and she passed the circle safely again.

Will she be so lucky in the next lap?

Nobody knows.

Five seconds later, the safflower came to Jing Huashui's hand again.

So fast!

When Jing Huashui took the safflower, he said in his heart.

This time it was safe.

The remaining ten minutes were all in this state, and every minute Jing Huashui had to go through seven or eight inner struggles, and each time, he was wandering near the Ghost Gate.

At this time, Jing Huashui was exhausted, not only her, but also the actors who were standing on the sidelines and watching also felt tired.

After all, this situation is like when a sprint starts, the word 'prepare' is called countless times, but the word 'run' at the back is never shouted, but as long as there is any relaxation, the word 'run' may come out.

For athletes, it was the complete waste of previous efforts, and for the actors of hell movies, it was the loss of their own lives.

"How's it going?" The shadow puppet finally couldn't help but ask about the situation.

"It's still a stalemate." Bluestar replied.

"If they use the number of laps as a reference number, will they be able to remember how many laps they have made?" Mo Ran highlighted his doubts.

After all, the actor's speculation just now is that the masked man has already discussed that the saffron will be passed to the water at a certain fixed point in time, and the drum will stop at the same time, generally speaking, there is a two-second time limit as a constraint, and it is difficult to do this, but Qian Cangyi asked the drummer, even if the masked man can hand out the saffron with his left hand raised, without losing the qualification of the drum pass.

"Looks like it's almost 90 laps, right?" Bluestar thought for a moment and replied.

"Ninety-three laps." Qian Cang corrected as soon as he spoke.

At this moment, the masked man on the right side of Jing Huashui made a mistake, when he picked up the safflower, he didn't know why he didn't hold it, and then the saffron fell to the ground, whether it was the masked man who was beating the drum and passing the flower, or the actor, they were all subconsciously stunned.

What is this situation?

Almost all the actors had this idea at the same time.

However, according to the previous regulations, this safflower still belongs to the mask man, not Jing Huashui, so there is no need to worry about the drum suddenly stopping.

The masked man picked up the red flower and handed it to the masked man on his right, which was the masked man on the left of Jing Huashui.

The change occurred again, and the masked man raised his left hand and handed the red flower in his hand to Jing Huashui within the time limit, and Jing Huashui had to catch the red flower immediately, regardless of whether the drum beat stopped or not.

She reached out and caught the safflower as usual.

Boom!

In the sound of drums, Jing Huashui's body trembled.

The actor's analysis just now instantly came to mind, and she had no chance, if the drums stopped now, then she could only choose to quit this round or die.

Death, although the loss of life, but this round is also over, and the rest of the actors can immediately send someone for the next round.

Exit, able to save his life, but this round is not over, the remaining two masked people can still continue, as for how long, no one knows.

Another choice.

What just happened should be some kind of sign? Could it be that the drumming will stop in this lap?

Jing Huashui asked herself, she didn't open her mouth to ask the actors behind her, because she knew that if they found out, they would definitely tell themselves, because at this time, the interests of the group are greater than the individual.

False and real, true and false.

Jing Huashui, who is highly concentrated, is already a little indistinguishable, but one thing is certain, she will never play the game of drumming and passing flowers in the future.

To determine whether it is true or false, it is necessary to know the level of analytical ability of the masked person, whether the masked person took my reaction into account when considering the problem, and if so, should I consider the situation where the masked person took my reaction into account? If this is not certain, it can turn into an endless chain of suspicion.

Judging from the previous situation, we should have taken into account our reactions, and only in this way will I judge that I am about to take the red flower at the same time as Cangyi asks, and then stop beating the drum.

So I'm going to consider the situation where the Mask Man has already taken my reaction into account, and if I think about it, the number of times the Mask Man on my left is used is to put pressure on me to think that the drum is going to stop immediately, so that I have to hand out the safflower early without the number of times, and then I will be disqualified.

Assuming that the drumming really stops, I will lose the competition, but the Mask Man will also lose one, that is...... Wait, if that's the case, wouldn't there be two people out of the game at the same time in one round? In the end, there was only one person left, and that was the Masked Man...... Drumming and passing flowers is over!

So that's it...... Just make sure the drum beats stop when I get the safflower, and I'll be faced with the difficult choice, hand it out, and the drumming and passing the flower game will end, and I won't have a chance with the special dice; If you don't hand it out, you will be devoured by saffron.