Chapter 17 Are you sure there is no script?
"I think it should be the fourth haunted house. According to the three clues we found, only Mr. Chu's clue has three numbers. Mr. Zuo's and I's clues are both two question marks and one number, and the cards of the three clues have sequences. , exactly corresponds to 123."

Meng Nanxi paused, then glanced at Wang Cancan and the others, pursed her lips and said with a smile:

"When I was arguing with the two of them just now, I saw their clues, a small 2 on the upper left, exactly the same as Mr. Chu's, indicating that there are only three correct clues in the haunted house we entered, and the others are all overlapping. "

"Is the clue we got correct?"

Chu Minzhi asked with a cold face, his mind was running fast, as if he wanted to know something, but there was nothing in his mind, so he had to give up.

The two ruthless guests were like two little golden retrievers, squatting aside blankly, watching Meng Nanxi muttering to himself without even using a pen.

"I see, according to the order of arrangement, it should be 1/5/4/8."

A few seconds later, Meng Nanxi directly calculated the answer, and then looked for the serial numbers in the five haunted houses distributed by the director at the beginning, which happened to correspond to the serial number of the fourth haunted house.

Chu Minzhi/Zuo Yijia: "!!!"

Amazing!
Although the two of them didn't speak, their eyes sparkled, even Zuo Yijia, who had always been indifferent, did the same.

Meng Nanxi didn't know the two of them's mental journey at all. After choosing the correct answer, she ran to the director immediately, and got the key to the fourth haunted house from him in a fair manner.

director:"……."

After all, the live broadcast was still going on, and the director didn't want to be too blunt. After handing over the key to Meng Nanxi, taking advantage of their team gradually walking away, he immediately winked at the staff and asked him to give Wang Cancan the key. Their team went through the back door.

[...I don't even know what to say, are you sure there is no script? 】

[One thing to say, Meng Nanxi was very serious just now, really serious, which made me think she is really beautiful. 】

[Is the upstairs brainless?As far as the wrong things Meng Nanxi did, there are simply too many books to write about, and there are still people who wash the ground because of this?This is obviously the script, the previous Meng Nanxi was so smart? 】

[But it doesn't make sense, with Meng Nanxi's reputation, the director wouldn't smash his own brand like that, would he? 】

【Hehe, maybe she was captured by Meng Nanxi's kung fu in bed? 】

As soon as something about Meng Nanxi happened, it seemed that the number of black fans would suddenly increase. Even if it was a mediocre small variety show, it would cause many people to slam the comments to death.

But Meng Nanxi didn't know about this, and had already followed the other two people towards the haunted house.

This is also where Meng Nanxi discovered this place at a close distance. It must cover an area of ​​tens of thousands. After all, there are only so many haunted houses, and they have to have different designs.

"Why do you keep looking at me like this? Is there something on my face?"

Meng Nanxi stopped in her tracks, and looked at them with some doubts. Ever since they got the clue, the eyes of the two of them hadn't come down from her body. They were so hot that they would roast her burnt.

It seemed that Meng Nanxi didn't expect Meng Nanxi to say it so grandly. The two of them were silent for a few seconds, and then said in unison: "Teacher Meng, you are amazing."

"Huh? Great? Isn't this the easiest math problem?"

Meng Nanxi blinked her eyes, her face was full of sincerity instead of falsehood, which made Chu Minzhi and Zuo Yijia, who were still thinking about asking for advice, immediately rest their minds.

Bitterness.jpg.

[I also think this is the simplest math problem, but I remember that I have studied Meng Nanxi before, and he is obviously a scumbag, otherwise he would not be able to take the art test. 】

[Wait, taking an art test does not mean you are a scumbag, it may be because of love, thank you. 】

[One thing to say, this is indeed very simple, but after calculating it in such a short period of time, Meng Nanxi still has some tricks. Don't bully me. I'm just a passerby. If you bully me, I'll report it. 】

The barrage began to discuss the decryption question just now. Although it was indeed very simple, it also made everyone feel that this Meng Nanxi was completely different from the one in the legend.

During the heated discussion on the bullet screen, Meng Nanxi and his group had already reached the door of the No. [-] haunted house, and opened the door with the key. They thought they would be able to find clues again when they went in, but what they saw was an exquisite digital code Lock.

Meng Nanxi: "...."

The camera behind him faithfully recorded all this, even the micro-expressions of Zuo Yijia and Chu Minzhi behind them were not overlooked.

[I found that since Meng Nanxi came to this program group, it seems that everyone's enthusiasm has become different, and they have actually seen their side other than facial paralysis? 】

[Speak well, what is facial paralysis, it is obviously called to see that no one has extra complexion! 】

[Hahahahaha, I almost fainted from the laughter. 】

Standing in front of the combination lock, Meng Nanxi spread her hands and said, "You guys still need to use a combination lock when you break into a haunted house? Are you afraid that the things inside will be stolen? Stealing those things that would be scared to death when you bring them home and put them next to the bed ?”

Meng Nanxi's face was full of disbelief, and she almost felt that this must be a trick by the director.

"Aqiu!"

The director rubbed his nose, looked at the weather around him, the sun was shining brightly, why did he catch a cold?Is someone talking about him?

"Congratulations to Wang Cancan's group for getting the key to the fourth haunted house. Since Meng Nanxi's group has already entered, please wait for the two guests again."

After speaking, the two sat down. After all, it was a live broadcast. Wang Cancan and Sheng Wenmao immediately started chatting with each other. After a while, they noticed the glances of the surrounding staff and paused immediately.

"Mr. Sheng, I suddenly feel that Teacher Meng is very powerful. I heard that I chose haunted house No. [-] after solving the riddles. It's not like us. We can only rely on guessing."

Wang Cancan looked innocent, as if envious of Meng Nanxi's strength.

Sure enough, after she finished speaking, the live broadcast room, which didn't have many bullet screens, was maxed out in an instant.

[Only Meng Nanxi?Who doesn't know that her academic qualifications are all based on money? 】

【this one?If Meng Nanxi didn't know the script, I would stand on my head and eat. 】

[No, no, no, no, people still believe in Meng Nanxi?Aren't you afraid that it will be another stone hammer? 】

"Maybe Teacher Meng is really powerful. Let's go and see if there are any clues after they come out."

Sheng Wenmao nodded, as if he didn't take the clues obtained by Meng Nanxi seriously. After all, they were the ones who had scripts, and the director was obviously on their side. As for Meng Nanxi, what's there to be afraid of?

 The problem-solving ideas and questions are all placed in the circle of book friends.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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