It's dawn.

God: "Last night, the 9th died. ”

There are no last words.

Hottie No. 9 scolds and quits the game.

"Ahahaha

"Love, love, babes must be in the camp of good guys."

"Good people win! Come on! ”

"Voting !!"

One of the things that makes this game uncomfortable for voters is that they don't know who everyone in the game is.

Blind voting, in fact, I don't know who will win in the end.

Betting, it's so hard.

In a short period of time, Meng Yunxia did not have 80 million votes to return to the first place before. Qiao Fan's 30 million votes are on par with the hot girls.

Qiao Huan began to speak, she looked around and said, "No. 7, No. 9 good person, my villager." Then among the three people of 568, there must be one or two wolves.

I guess the number 8 is a wolf. ”

Saying that, Qiao Huan stared at No. 8's face and said, "In the first round, No. 4 said that he wanted to check you, and you exchanged a look with No. 1, and then No. 1 voted for No. 4, and you voted for me."

No matter how you look at this move, there is something wrong, I fully doubt that you and No. 1 are both wolves, otherwise No. 9 would not have died last night, and it should have been Sheriff No. 7 who died. ”

No. 5 and No. 6 remained skeptical, but they couldn't say why.

It seems that something is wrong, but there is nothing wrong.

No. 7 is still pretending to be a villager paddling.

No. 8 retorted fiercely and poured dirty water on Qiao Huan.

Qiao Huan leaned back in the chair, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, as if he had seen through everything.

Boring.

Outsmart oneself.

When voting, Qiao Fan and No. 7 voted for No. 8, and the other two were suspicious of Sheriff No. 7, and No. 8 voted for Qiao Fan.

Number 8 is out.

God: "The game continues. ”

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Yan Qingrang watched the video, with a little coldness in his eyes.

Song Yuchen sat next to him and asked, "Are you really not voting?" Qiao Huan and Spice Girl are obviously villagers, but Spice Girl seems to have more votes? ”

Yan Qingrang didn't speak.

"If you don't vote again, Qiao Huanke will lose." Song Yuchen said.

Yan Qingrang said lightly: "If you lose, you lose." ”

Song Yuchen stroked his hair, "Then you can lend me 20 million." ”

Yan Qingrang glanced at him, "Don't borrow." ”

"Tsk, don't you want your little girlfriend to be the school girl?" Song Yuchen lit his mobile phone and said, "Don't care so much, the future is uncertain!" ”

Yan Qingrang said lightly: "The matter between me and the illusion has nothing to do with you. ”

Song Yuchen laughed, "She is the person I fancie, I will definitely snatch her." ”

Yan Qingrang seemed to look at Song Yuchen squarely, and then looked away.

There is not the slightest danger.

If his brother Song Weiqiu said this kind of thing, Yan Qingrang might have looked at it twice.

Song Yuchen?

Scold.

Song Yuchen also successfully borrowed money and invested another 20 million for Qiao Huan.

At the same time, Qiao Huan's votes rose very quickly.

"! Qiao Fan has 100 million votes! ”

"No, not really!"

"This is the real fairy fight!"

"Meng Yunxia is eighty million, heaven."

"It's too ruthless."

"The big guy is gone, it means that Qiao Fan will win, buy Qiao Fan!"

"Buy Qiao Fan!"

It's dawn.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked at each other.

God said, "It's Christmas Eve." ”

No. 7 began to speak, and stepped directly on Qiao Huan: "I am a villager, and in the current situation, there is obviously a wolf and a guard on the field. Number 10 should be a guard, right? In that case, there is still a wolf between 5 and 6, I can't tell the difference, but the priesthood is the enemy at this time, so villagers, let's get the 10th ticket out first! ”

Qiao Fan: ???

"This statement ......" Qiao Fan was helpless, and said with a smile: "You should be a witch, right?" There are no guards on the field now, and there are no werewolves, and this Christmas Eve is because one of the four of us is a priest. ”

Qiao Fan propped his chin and said, "No. 1, No. 3, and No. 8 are wolves." Meng Yunxia is a prophet, No. 2 and No. 9, a priest and a villager. 56 are all villagers. Ruled out, it's just you, there's no place for it. ”

5 and 6 paddled all over the field, and finally listened to Qiao Fan's words and returned to No. 7.

God: "It's game over, the villager camp wins!" ”

Everyone's identity was revealed, and there was almost no difference from what Qiao Huan guessed.

138 wolf, No. 4 Meng Yunxia prophet. Guard No. 2, Witch No. 7. 56910 four villagers.

And at the last moment, Qiao Fan won with 180 million votes!

At the same time, he won the position of this year's school flower.

Ascend to the throne that belongs to the school flower.

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When Qiao Huan came out, he saw Meng Yunxia's face was not good.

"Qiao Huan, you are really a good means!" Meng Yunxia said angrily.

"No, you played too badly." Qiao Huan fought opposite her, "If I were you, I wouldn't pick on the identity of a prophet." Witches or guards, it's very useful. ”

Meng Yunxia's eyes narrowed slightly, "What do you mean?" ”

Qiao Huan smiled, "Didn't you know everyone's identity before the game?" Not only that, but also communicated with No. 7 and No. 2, right? Unfortunately, number 7 betrayed you in the end. ”

"What are you talking about?! I don't understand. Meng Yunxia dodged her gaze.

Qiao Fan suggested: "The probability of winning by choosing the werewolf camp is higher, I hope you won't be so simple next time, goodbye." ”

Qiao Huan happily jumped to Yan Qingrang's side, picked up the milk tea and began to gurgle.

Hee-hee-hee, faith +10, total faith 55, happy.

"By the way, are you pressuring me to win?" Qiao Fan asked suddenly.

Yan Qing was stunned, shook his head and said, "No." ”

"That's a pity." Qiao Fan sighed, "It's okay, there will be many games in the future." ”

Yan Qingrang rubbed Qiao Huan's head, "Celebrate your election as the school flower, and go out to eat at night." ”

"Okay!" Qiao Huan's eyes bent, and he happily went out to dinner with Yan Qing.

Sending Qiao Huan downstairs in the bedroom, Yan Qingrang was very nervous, and gently dropped a kiss on the girl's cheek.

"Good night, good dreams."

Qiao Fan looked up at him, the stars in his eyes twinkling, "Good night." ”

Hee-hee-hee boyfriend is a normal person and happy.

After returning to the dormitory, Qiao Xuan found that Cheng Yan had not returned.

called to ask, Cheng Yan excused herself and said that the Rubik's Cube Club was busy with activities.

Qiao Huan rested first.

Hmm, a little sleepy.

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Rubik's Cube Society.

After Cheng Yan hung up the phone, she turned her head and met President Wen.

"President, the details of next week's event have been listed, and the venue and props are all ready."

"Hard." President Wen walked up to Cheng Yan with an elegant smile in his eyes.

Cheng Yan blushed and stepped back, stammering, "No, it's not hard." ”

"Afraid of me?" President Wen raised an eyebrow.

"No, no." Cheng Yan's eyes had nowhere to place.

President Wen lifted her chin and let Cheng Yan look at herself, "Then why don't you dare to look at me?" ”

As he spoke, he had already forced Cheng Yan to the table.

President Wen stuck Cheng Yan and raised his tone, "Huh? ”