Everyone wondered what the writer would appoint.

After drawing all the cards, there is no end in sight.

With the writer's wisdom, it is entirely possible to use this card to clear out a guest, and the game is over.

But in doing so, it is no different from an executioner in a slaughterhouse.

In the face of life and death, what cannot be guessed is the human heart.

Even if a few people were still chatting happily just now, there is no shortage of this possibility, and in the next second, the person who smiled at you before will let you die for their own benefit.

The atmosphere in the hall was somewhat delicate.

Not because of the person who draws the designated card.

Rather, no matter who draws the designated card, the current situation will be so absolutely delicate.

If this is a game, all guests are NPCs.

In order to win the game, the safest way for players is naturally to sacrifice one person for another life.

But this is not a game, and the guests are not emotionless NPCs.

Everyone present is a living life.

Tension is spreading.

The face of anchor No. 4 is almost pale and bloodless.

The writers who got the designated cards were not so light-hearted.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment.

Raising his eyes, "I designated, Student No. 6 backflipped." ”

After speaking, the writer looked at Yun Chu apologetically: "Girl, I'm sorry that I appointed you." Among us, you are the only one who has the gold medal for avoiding death. ”

Yun Chu was not emotional.

The writer promised: "Consume your gold medal to avoid death, when I owe you a favor, if I need to be your meat shield in the future, I will be happy." ”

The other guests were also silent at the moment.

The most surprising thing is that it is the anchor.

The anchor bit his lip, why, not to designate her, not to retaliate against her?

The anchor thought that he was dead, but he didn't.

She thought that everyone wanted her to die, and they all wanted to take revenge on her.

But in fact, she was wrong.

Yun Chu got up lightly and looked at the writer: "Who said that I was going to waste a gold medal for avoiding death?" ”

"Huh?"

Now it was everyone's turn to be surprised.

The painter reacted: "You can do a backflip?" ”

Yun Chu was already standing in the clearing, lowering his eyes slightly.

"Yes."

The painter was puzzled: "What do you mean by should?" ”

Yun Chu glanced at him: "Because I just learned it." Teacher No. 1. ”

The painter touched the bridge of his nose.

What's going on with being inexplicably a little flattered?

"Can she?" The president expressed skepticism.

The little girl looks very weak, can she do it?

Actor Wan Er: "I believe her. ”

The writer also laughs: "I believe it too." ”

President:.........

Did he miss something?

Why do they all look confident?

Yun Chu recalled the essentials and helped to run.

Everyone only saw a slender figure passing through the air, bringing a gust of fresh wind.

The next second.

The girl landed perfectly and was very light.

The hat on his head fell, and his beautiful hair was draped over his shoulders.

She bent down, picked up her hat, and walked back indifferently.

The actor looked at the president: "Look, I said she must be able to." ”

The writer also looked at the president.

President Embarrassment.

"Alright, don't say it, I know."

The president directly blocked the writer's next words.

Inexplicably, my face hurts a little.

But it seems, he didn't seem to do anything, just made a question?

…

After the writer draws the cards, he returns to the number 1 painter.

Painters can now draw cards calmly.

"Fixed card: Jump to spit."

Artist: .........!

The president smiled slightly: "I feel that the game system is quite intimate." ”

The painter frowned: "How do you say this?" ”

The president smiled: "Just right, spit out the table of dim sum you ate before to prevent indigestion and gastrointestinal absorption." ”