"I don't know, I don't see clearly." Yang Lin kept shaking her head, as if the more she wanted to know, the harder it was to know.

In the end, I really tried my best to look, but I really didn't see anything, maybe because it was faster to get to the back.

The front is still relatively slow, and the speed is getting faster and faster in the back, and I really can't see anything clearly.

Being able to see the numbers on it is a miracle.

"If that number is 5, 8-5 = 3 or 5-3 = 2."

"Then the answer is 3 or 2 turns."

Luo Chen also summed up these, and then handed over the final choice to Yang Lin.

Because both of them stick to the numbers they see, they basically choose the result of subtracting the numbers they see.

If Yang Lin is replaced, then it may be her own intuition, which may be more accurate.

Luo Chen also felt that what he said was very reasonable.

"Me?" Yang Lin nodded to herself suspiciously.

How could she, a person who didn't see anything clearly, decide? Something is going to happen, it's going to be wrong, and if you miss the correct answer, then it can be miserable.

So it's a little bit of a rejection of this decision.

"Well, how about you two representing your numbers on my left and right, and then I close my eyes and say which answer is that side?"

This is a simple version of the dice.

I don't think about anyone, I just calculate it according to my own mood.

The result can only depend on the arrangement of fate.

At this moment, fate arranged them right or wrong. It's one of the two of them, or if there is a third answer, it depends on this, and it has an idea.

Then the two of them also quickly switched positions, and Yang Lin chose the left.

And the answer to that corresponding person is 3.

Then I also wrote a three on the card and handed it over.

In addition, the color on the back of the card is the corresponding pair, so there is no need to leave any markings.

But yes, if you look at the color of the card, it can also be said to be clear at a glance.

"The correct answer is ......"

At this point, Feng Luo paused completely.

What about the pause? It's obviously to create suspense, suspense is often the thing that people like the most, and it's also the most hated.

Because everyone was really curious, holding their breath and waiting.

"The correct answer is 6."

"The one who got it right was the yellow team. Two points can be accumulated. ”

Yang Lin was completely stunned.

"Can you tell me the numbers in front of you?" Yang Lin was also more curious about the front.

"The number is 8-3=6." Mu Zhengang also answered her question very kindly.

Yang Lin regretted it.

Why did he ask? Wouldn't it be bad not to ask? It's a bit humble when this inquiry is over.

Because just now the two of them said that one said it was 8 and the other said it was 3, and the correct answer was 8-3=6.

Obviously, 5, it's not a 5 at all.

So she really gave a complete wrong message, which is why she was wrong.

"Okay."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Yang Lin was also very apologetic and looked at her teammates.

It's really uncertain, so I brought it up, thinking it was possible, but it really wasn't confirmed from beginning to end.

But I didn't think of why I got involved with Wu.

"It's okay, there's the next round."

The two of them were also comforting.

Soon it was the second round.

"Sister, you're so beautiful."

"Let's just throw it slowly, okay?" Yang Lin also finished this sentence very quickly, praised it very quickly, and then said his purpose.

That's it, I really don't dare to do it like just now.