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Chapter 775 The school beauty is beautiful and fierce (18)

Its daybreak.

God: "Last night, number 9 died."

No last words.

Hot girl No. 9 quit the game cursing.

"Ahahaha, the hot girl is so cute."

"Love it, love it, the Spice Girls must be in the good camp."

"A good man will win! Go!"

"vote!!!"

One of the things that frustrates voters about this game is that they don't know the identities of everyone in the game.

Blind voting, in fact, do not know who is the winner in the end.

It's hard to bet.

In a short period of time, Meng Yunxia has never returned to the first place with 8000 million votes.Joe Magic's 3000 million votes are on par with the Spice Girls.

Qiao Huan started to speak. She looked around and said, "No. 7 and No. 9 are good people, and I'm a villager. Then there must be one or two wolves among the three of 568.

I guess number 8 is a wolf. "

As he said that, Qiao Huan stared at No. 8's face, and said: "In the first round, No. 4 said he wanted to check you, 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 it, this move is a bit wrong. I fully doubt that you and No. 1 are both wolves, otherwise No. 9 would not have died last night, and the one who died should be Sheriff No. 7. "

After that, No. 5 and No. 6 remained suspicious, 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 against the chair, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, as if he had seen through everything.

Not interesting.

Smart is mistaken by smart.

When voting, Qiao Huan and No. 7 voted for No. 8, while the other two suspected Sheriff No. 7, and No. 8 voted for Qiao Huan.

8 out.

God: "The game continues."

~

Yan Qingrang watched the video with a bit of coldness in his eyes.

Song Yuchen was sitting 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 Huan will lose." Song Yuchen said.

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

Song Yuchen brushed his hair, "Then you can lend me 2000 million."

Yan Qingrang glanced at him, "No."

"Tsk, don't you want your little girlfriend to be the school belle?" Song Yuchen pointed at his phone and said, "Don't worry so much, the future is uncertain!"

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

Song Yuchen laughed loudly, "She is the one I like, and I will definitely snatch her away."

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

There is no danger at all.

If it was his brother Song Weiqiu who said such things, Yan Qingrang might take a second look and take it to heart.

Song Yuchen?
Ah.

Song Yuchen also successfully borrowed money, and invested another 2000 million in Qiao Huan.

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

"Fuck! Qiao Huan got [-] million votes!"

"Not at all, really not at all!"

"This is the real fight of gods!"

"Meng Yunxia's 8000 million, God."

"Too harsh."

"Big boss, it means Qiao Huan will win, buy Qiao Huan!"

"Buy Joe Magic!"

Its daybreak.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked at each other.

God said: "This is a Christmas Eve."

Number 7 started to speak, stepped on Qiao Huan and said, "I am a villager. In the current situation, there is obviously a wolf and a guard on the field. No. 10 should be a guard, right? If so, there is a wolf between 5 and 6. I can tell No, but the priesthood is the enemy at this time, so villagers, let's get the ticket No. 10 out first!"

Qiao Huan:? ? ?
"This speech..." Qiao Huan was helpless, and said with a smile: "You should be a witch, right? There are no guards on the field, and there are no werewolves anymore. This Christmas Eve is because one of the four of us It's a priesthood."

Qiao Huan propped his chin, and said: "No. 1, No. 3, and No. 8 are wolves. Meng Yunxia is a prophet. No. 2 and No. 9, one priest and one villager. No. 56 is a villager. Excluded, only you have no place. gone."

5 and 6 paddled the whole audience, and finally obeyed Qiao Huan's words and returned to ticket No. 7.

God: "The game is over, the village camp wins!"

Everyone's identities were revealed, which was almost the same as Qiao Huan's guess.

138狼，4号孟云霞预言家。2号守卫，7号女巫。56910四个村民。

And at the last minute, Qiao Huan won with 8000 million votes!
At the same time, won the position of the school belle.

Climb to the throne that belongs to the school girl.

~

When Qiao Huan came out, he saw Meng Yunxia's uneasy expression in the middle of the road.

"Qiao Huan, you are really clever!" Meng Yunxia said angrily.

"No, it's because you played too badly." Qiao Huan fought against her, "If I were you, I wouldn't choose the role of a prophet. A witch or a guard are both practical."

Meng Yunxia narrowed her eyes slightly, "What do you mean?"

Qiao Huan smiled, "Didn't you know the identities of everyone before the game? Not only that, but also communicate with No. 7 and No. 2? It's a pity that No. 7 betrayed you in the end."

"What are you talking about?! I don't understand." Meng Yunxia looked away.

Qiao Huan suggested: "The possibility of winning if you choose the werewolf camp is higher. I hope you will not be so naive next time. Goodbye."

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

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

"By the way, did you pressure me to win?" Qiao Huan asked suddenly.

Yan Qing was taken aback, shook his head and said, "No."

"That's really a pity." Qiao Huan sighed, "It's okay, there are still many games in the future."

Yan Qingrang rubbed Qiao Huan's head, "Congratulations on your election as the school belle, let's go out to eat tonight."

"Okay!" Qiao Huan rolled his eyes, happily going out with Yan Qingrang for dinner.

Sending Qiao Huan downstairs to the dormitory, Yan Qingrang was very nervous, and gently kissed the girl on the cheek.

"Good night, sweet dreams."

Qiao Huan looked up at him, the stars in his eyes twinkled, "Good night."

Hee hee hee boyfriend is a normal person, happy.

After returning to the dormitory, Qiao Huan found that Cheng Yan hadn't come back yet.

Called to ask, Cheng Yan declined, saying that Mofang Club was busy with activities.

Qiao Huan rested first.

Well, I'm a little sleepy.

~

Rubik's Cube.

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

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

"It's hard work." 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 his eyebrows.

"No, no." Cheng Yan's eyes were nowhere to rest.

President Wen raised her chin, making Cheng Yan and himself look at each other, "Then why don't you dare look at me?"

With that said, Cheng Yan had already been forced to the table.

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

(End of this chapter)