National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

To be honest, Jiang Yuan didn't think it would last long.

He never underestimates the audience's observation ability, and their understanding of him is not low.

If he really waited until he confessed his true identity, the audience would suddenly realize it and shout that they were deceived.

Instead, he would feel that they were being deceived.

Thinking like this, he ignored the fact that he was stunned after checking his phone yesterday and asked the system if his acting skills were really bad.

In short, he has now reached a tacit understanding with the audience.

It’s probably a tacit understanding of “I’m faking it”, “we know you’re faking it”, “I know you guys know I’m faking it”, and no one intends to take the initiative to expose it.

This does not mean that Jiang Yuan's fun has disappeared.

Although most of the audience pretended not to know Sora's true identity, there was one thing they really didn't expect.

That is, the relationship between Jiang Yuan and the National Games Game.

Jiang Yuan, who played with his cell phone for a long time last night, came to a conclusion: most people thought he came here without the organization's knowledge, trying to secretly interfere with the national sports system that the organization put here.

They thought that Jiang Yuan's disguise was necessary to hide himself.

Moreover, they also reached an agreement that in order not to affect Jiang Yuan's plan, they would be careful not to say it when posting barrages.

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Since the audience is so cooperative with him, he will naturally continue to perform.

but……

He yawned.

"I'll sleep a little longer." He slammed the door.

He checked his phone for a long time last night and was woken up too early. He needed to catch up on some sleep first.

Anyway, if he doesn't take action, Paimon and the others won't starve to death.

……

By the time Jiang Yuan was woken up again, it was already noon.

Paimon excitedly knocked on the door and told him that the meal was made from ingredients she had gathered.

Jiang Yuan opened the door and looked for the pile of hills in the morning.

"Where are the ingredients for the morning?" They were gone.

Has Paimon's appetite increased with his strength? He actually ate a mountain?

No, even if Paimon eats so much in one go, his stomach will be bloated, right?

He looked at Paimon's slightly bulging belly.

Oh, it's not the bulge caused by eating too much, it's her akimbo posture that highlights her belly.

"Why are you looking at my stomach!" Pamon sucked his stomach, "I can't finish eating so many things, we sold them!"

"Oh?"

Jiang Yuan looked puzzled.

"Sold? Can you trade with others this time?"

Everyone present, including the audience in the live broadcast room, knew that he was pretending to be stupid.

Paimon curled his lips: "This guy said there was a way to sell it, and he also made a magical panel."

She pointed at "Jiang Xiaoyuan".

The other party grinned at Jiang Yuan: "It is a new mall function that can be traded to other contestants through the panel."

With that said, he opened the panel and showed it to Jiang Yuan.

"Brother Kong, can you see it?"

Jiang Yuan glanced at the panel: "It's a magical function to be able to see."

He saw the message on the panel.

It is a shopping mall panel that is almost the same as the last National Games battlefield. The rows of products on it all come from "Jiang Xiaoyuan".

The price was cheap, but no one bought it.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but look at "Jiang Xiaoyuan" again.

The latter didn't know what he meant by his eyes, and he chuckled: "It's not difficult to get ingredients here, and no one is hungry. I put things on the shelves for another benefit."

"What's the benefit?"

"After something is put on the shelf, it can be hung on it for more than ten days. If you buy goods during this period, the goods will remain in the same state as when they were put on the shelf. Isn't this just good for storing ingredients?" Jiang Xiaoyuan said, "Selling is a good thing, but not selling Let’s go and eat by ourselves.”

"good idea."

Jiang Yuan praised.

This function was also thought of by someone in the last National Games battlefield, and they even developed a function to talk to other contestants.

According to the current character design, he shouldn't know this. He will only think that "Jiang Xiaoyuan" who came up with this method is very clever.

Since Jiang Yuan needed to catch up on his sleep, the task of making lunch was handed over to others.

Paimeng said proudly that she and "Jiang Xiaoyuan" cooked the meal, with Thunder Hammer directing from the side.

After being pushed to sit at the dining table, Jiang Yuan hesitated and did not dare to take down his chopsticks.

"What you made?" His hands trembled slightly, "Is it really edible?"

"You don't trust me too much. After seeing you have done it so many times, how can I still not know how to do it at all?" Paimeng was extremely confident, "And I didn't do it alone, and... where is Jiang Xiaoyuan?" !”

Paimon struggled to say the name "Jiang Xiaoyuan".

Jiang Yuan looked at Jiang Xiaoyuan, who looked very expectant.

He knew that the audience basically had no doubts about the true identity of "Jiang Xiaoyuan".

He didn't intend to expose it on the spot, so he couldn't directly reveal his doubts about this person's cooking skills.

"……All right."

It was precisely because "Jiang Xiaoyuan" was doing it that he hesitated!

With this person’s character, would he make something serious?

Jiang Yuan chose a dish, picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth.

"How is it?" Pamon looked at him expectantly.

"How is it?" Jiang Xiaoyuan looked at him expectantly.

"...Not bad." Jiang Yuan chewed with a natural expression.

"Really?" Paimeng rolled his eyes, "Thunder Hammer, Jiang Xiaoyuan, you guys try it!"

"Okay!" "Jiang Xiaoyuan" took a bite and said, "Well, my craftsmanship hasn't deteriorated at all!"

Thunder Hammer was silent as he ate the food in his mouth without changing his expression.

"Really? But I obviously -"

"Obviously what?" Jiang Yuan paused with the chopsticks in his hand and raised his eyes.

"Ming, it's nothing, as long as it's delicious!"

Pamon smiled and started eating.

"..."

"Ah, Paimon, what's wrong with you? Paimon, why are you foaming at the mouth?"

"Paimon, don't die, Paimon!"

Jiang Yuan shook Paimon's body crazily.

"Save..." Paimon stretched out a hand weakly, dying, "I was deceived by you..."

Yes, she fell for this old trick again.

After drinking a glass of juice in one breath to suppress the strange taste in her mouth, she finally came to life.

"I knew it wouldn't taste good in advance, but I didn't expect it to taste so bad!" She confidently looked at "Jiang Xiaoyuan" reproachfully.

"It's not my fault," "Jiang Xiaoyuan" explained, "I said, my cooking skills have not declined."

"Yes, aren't you misleading me?"

"I mean, there's no room for decline in my cooking skills."

"..." Paimon took a deep breath, "Xiao Jiang, do you know? It is wrong to waste food."

"I know."

"So, now, eat all these things in front of me, and don't waste any of them!"