Chapter 127 The Nine-Year-Old Missing Star is the Queen of Volumes (10)

[Don't be so ridiculous, so many people failed to calculate it correctly, only she did.]

[I just want to ask, does Chen Mianyi's face hurt from being slapped? If Jin Shu is targeting her, how can she help them unlock the secrets?]

Despite the many questioning looks, Jin Shu remained expressionless.

"The number of these colors is different each time. For example, the number of blues is 6 or 7, which varies back and forth."

You all only counted up to the last change, so naturally you didn't notice that the number of these colors was different before and after.

Therefore, counting colors is incorrect.

The only constant in the entire icon is that all colors are shifted at the same angle, and the distance shifted each time is the same.

Yellow shifts by 7, blue by 3, black by 5, purple by 1, red by 4, and green by 2.

The final password is 735142.

Everyone listened in stunned silence.

Everyone stared at the still-changing pattern on the icon, and sure enough, it was just as Jin Shu had said!

The quantity of each color changes constantly, but the translation distance remains constant.

Ji Cheng: "Then why not use reversed numbers as the password?"

"The numbers on the lock are colored."

"ah?"

He picked up the lock and looked at it, and sure enough, each number was colored!

Numbers correspond to colors, making the password simple and clear.

I have cerebellar atrophy.

Jin Shu just now really resembled the top student in our class. She was explaining things clearly and logically, but the more I listened, the sleepier I got.

[Really! The number of colors is inconsistent! How could she tell? She only glanced at it!]

[I've already told you the production team has inside information, but you still don't believe me. If Jin Shu hadn't known the answer beforehand, I'd be doing a handstand while washing my hair live!]

It wasn't just the audience who seized on this suspicious point. Chen Mianyi, watching Jin Shu speak eloquently, stepped forward and couldn't help but sneer.

"So, you just figured all of this out? You've only been here for less than a minute, and you've already deduced such a complex code. Jin Shu, you're truly a genius!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

A compliment?

Is she genuinely unable to understand or pretending?

I never imagined that a director would do something like this just to promote Jin Shu. No wonder the entertainment industry is getting darker and darker, with so many unspoken rules, and outstanding artists have no chance to get ahead, while these cunning, sly, and brainless idiots can frequently appear in front of the public.

No wonder someone in true slumber would commit suicide; it would be strange if she didn't become depressed in such a dark world!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She wanted to avenge the original owner of the body and make those who manipulated and played with the rules pay the price.

“The eyes of the five of us can’t compare to those of Jin Shu alone. I’m a little curious, since you have such good eyesight, could you tell us how many icons there were in total?”

"With your excellent memory, this kind of small problem will definitely be no problem for you."

[She was quite determined, and she also suspected that Jin Shu knew the rules of the game in advance.]

[Isn't this just plain waiting for Jin Shu to embarrass herself? Hahaha, but I love watching!]

If Jin Shu really figured out the password herself, then she should be able to answer this question.

Who can remember these? The icons change so quickly!

Before Jin Shu could speak, Chen Mianyi had already blocked the icon behind her.

He Shaoyu and Kong Weishang also silently stood over, the two men completely blocking the wall, so that Jin Shu couldn't see a thing even if she had eyes in her head.

Xia Ke glanced at Jin Shu, feeling inexplicably nervous.

"Mianyi, now that we're safe, let's keep going. Let's not waste any more time here."

He raised an eyebrow, seemingly lost in thought.

"It's just a matter of a few words, it won't take much time. Jin Shu, why don't you go ask the production team backstage?"

Seeing that Jin Shu remained silent, Chen Mianyi became certain that the production team had given her the answer beforehand.

If someone dares to do something but not to take responsibility, then she wouldn't mind fanning the flames.

He Shaoyu stood beside her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He was drawn to the sense of justice emanating from Chen Mianyi.

Unyielding, fearless of authority, straightforward and insightful, unlike those celebrities in this industry who wear masks, she is vibrant and lively, making people want to get closer to her.

Jin Shu should just quit. Seriously, it would be better for everyone.

[This is a terrible show. Why make so many celebrities just there to support Jin Shu? Is it even interesting?]

[I told you, if Jin Shu really cracked this code, I'd do a handstand and wash my hair! See? She can only say one word now!]

"Fifty-two in length and thirty-six in width, a total of one thousand eight hundred and seventy-two."

Chen Mianyi's face stiffened, and she subconsciously glanced at He Shaoyu.

He Shaoyu had been counting the length and width of the icons, so he knew exactly how many there were.

Therefore, upon seeing the shock and disbelief in He Shaoyu's eyes, Chen Mianyi's heart clenched painfully.

Her gaze began to dart away, and after stammering for a long time, she finally managed to utter a single sentence.

"Some things don't need to be verified. As long as the result is good, we will believe you no matter what your answer is."

Jin Shu didn't speak, but just watched them silently, then smiled slightly.

"Yes, it's really unnecessary. After all, everyone should be able to see the answer to such a simple arithmetic problem at a glance."

Can we continue playing the game now?

Jin Shu had only ever experienced being an NPC before, and this was her first time being a player, so she was very immersed and enjoying it, and too lazy to bother with these people who all had their own ulterior motives.

Jin Shu's magnanimity felt like a slap in the face.

With so many cameras on him, He Shaoyu felt a burning pain in his face.

He turned around and looked at the dense array of icons in front of him. Even he had spent a long time counting them, but Jin Shu had only glanced at them and was able to remember them by now.

Ji Cheng chuckled helplessly.

"It's really boring. Acknowledging that others are better than you is also a virtue."

[To the person who was about to livestream washing their hair upside down, I've already followed you. Either apologize to Jin Shu, or hurry up and prepare some water to wash your hair.]

[It really is true! I took screenshots and counted for a long time, and it's exactly as Jin Shu said!]

[The production team didn't tell her this beforehand, did they?]

[This is blatant targeting; Jin Shu is smarter than her, and she's dying of jealousy!]

[Hilarious! What's there to be jealous of in a high school graduate who failed the college entrance exam? Can playing a game really change the fact that she's a bad student? Everyone knows the inside story, but no one bothers to talk about it.]

Just then, the live stream suddenly switched to the production team, and the director, with a serious expression and no smile, said something to the camera.

"The production team accepts supervision from anyone and has never communicated with the artists privately in advance."

Those in the live stream who confidently claim to have inside information, please provide evidence, otherwise our production team will investigate thoroughly.

Director Guo is angry. He's the best director in the industry; how could he joke about his reputation like this!

[Where's the idea of ​​slumber? She started it all.]