Son of the Bone

It was the same the next day.

They voted Yu Ren out by secret ballot, and they didn't communicate much with each other in public.

However, during this period, private visits to each other began to become more and more frequent.

Bai Ping and Jiang Yanzhi are obviously in the same group, and their attitude has always been quite Buddhist.

Others are arguing, and they can't use too extreme words in front of them, after all, they still have to go out to hang out.

Eleven people will stay in this villa for nearly two weeks, during which they cannot use communication equipment or go out for a walk.

All entertainment activities must be carried out in this big house.

There is a suspended and transparent swimming pool on the second floor. When jumping into the pool to swim, it is like swimming in the sky. The transparent base allows people to see the natural scenery of mountains and greenery in the distance. A pool of clean water is fixed and disinfected, and it can be viewed from a distance. Like a half-curved blue sea.

There is a small library and a small movie theater in the east, which not only collect thousands of books, but also are equipped with computers that can write, but they only have the function of consulting materials, and cannot access the Internet and communicate.

The movie theater is equipped with massage chairs, and the screen supports 3D effects, and there are movies that are updated in time and have genuine copyrights.

In addition, the kitchen, gym, and video game hall are all fully equipped. If an otaku lives in it, he may be able to live his life happily.

Jiang Yanzhi and Bai Ping do not have a relationship of mutual dependence. Although they have been a couple for many years, they are both independent and do not like to be disturbed. Will exchange a few more words.

The way Qi Lin spends his time is to practice the piano. There is a grand piano that comes with the house on the first floor, and a violin brought by himself in the bedroom on the second floor.

Jiang Jue was even quieter. He was writing his next script, and sometimes he could stay at his desk for hours without getting up.

The gap between people is particularly obvious at this moment.

These four people are obviously completely independent from the social network and can be alone with themselves in a closed environment.

However, even if it was only the third day, some people had already become irritable and even started tearing up books.

Without a mobile phone, I can't go out, let alone communicate with people outside——

The inner anxiety and desire are constantly amplified, and the aggressiveness is silently strengthened.

It was only the third day, and the superficial calm and friendliness could hardly be maintained.

It was twelve o'clock at noon.

It's referendum time again.

Eleven people sat in a circle, and Jiang Jue was still the one who controlled the rhythm and leadership.

He sang the votes unhurriedly, counting the final results.

"Jiang Yanzhi—three votes."

He stared into her eyes with a calm tone: "The result has come out."

Qi Lin frowned, feeling that the atmosphere was not right.

After all, Jiang Huang was also his mother, so he was voted out inexplicably. Doesn't Jiang Jue have any feeling of keeping it?

Jiang Yanzhi blinked, and slowly said: "You said, is it true?"

As soon as she said this, the expressions of the other people beside her suddenly changed.

"From the very beginning, when you proposed to vote by secret ballot, I have been watching you." She slowly stood up and looked at the other participants with different faces: "By secret ballot, you can recognize the vote by handwriting alone." Belonging."

"You deal with these papers alone and decide the final result—I have reason to suspect that all the results and the voting situation are arbitrarily determined by you alone."

Jiang Jue did not answer her immediately, but looked at the others: "Do you want to disclose the content of the vote?"

Do you want to expose your choices?

Most of the people present did not have the habit of controlling the font, and acquaintances could recognize each other's attribution.

In the entire field, Jiang Jue was the only one who had systematically practiced calligraphy and was able to write different styles of fonts.

Qi Lin suddenly had an ominous premonition, he felt that what Jiang Yanzhi said was true.

"I suggest," he said slowly, "flatten each ball of paper and have a look."

"If the voting results are inconsistent with what he said, then the mechanism can be abolished."

Once there is fraud, no matter who the voter is in the future, he can use the concealment of information protection to change the outcome of the vote.

Jiang Yanzhi didn't wait for the others to speak, he stood up and unfolded the tickets in Jiang Jue's hand one by one——

"Jiang Yanzhi, one vote."

"Peng Wei, one vote."

"Jiang Jue, two votes."

……

After combing through the eleven tickets, there was really no overlap with what Jiang Jue said.

There were three people who got two votes, and the others voted indiscriminately, and there was no result at all.

Qi Lin took a breath, and couldn't help but said: "Then yesterday's Uncle Yu and the day before yesterday's Jiuguang—"

Were they voted out by everyone, or was Jiang Jue alone?

Inherent powers began to crumble.

Peng Wei immediately lost his temper, slapped the table, and his face was flushed: "What the hell are you playing?! You are asked to record tickets and you are acting like this?!"

Jiang Jue looked at him without fear: "Playing a game."

They are all trying to survive, and they all want to go to the end, so there is no need to be humble and cling together.

Even if we can form a group now and exclude all dissidents one by one, our own people will still kill each other in the end.

Don't mention any couples, father and son, lovers, friends.

Since they are all in this game, it is meaningless and impossible to rely on relationships to send a champion.

"He's breaking the rules of the game—" Yao Tu, another TV actor next to him, said angrily, "We should cast him out! He's the one who did the evil!"

"What's going on here?" The host Jiao Fu grabbed two balls of paper and looked at her friends in disbelief: "Didn't we agree on who will vote first, why do you vote for me— —?”

People quarreled immediately.

The ball of paper was exposed, and everyone's choices were immediately revealed clearly.

Sitting in the chaos, Qi Lin realized a point at a certain moment.

It is absolutely impossible to really rely on democracy to make the final choice, or rely on rationality and law.

If you want to live, you can only establish recognized rules, and you must create a powerful person.

He couldn't imagine how the winner would be decided internally when only Director Jiang Huangbai was left.

"Everyone be quiet." Bai Ping said suddenly, "Let's use a fair method to select today's eliminated."

A few people looked at him with doubts on their faces.

"There are broad beans in the kitchen. Let's find a closed room, put eleven bowls with names written on them, and then go in and vote, okay?"

"No." Jiang Yanzhi looked at him and said, "You can also change the ticket and change the result secretly."

Whether it's using a locked box or even voting by computer, cheating will always happen.

"I have an idea." Qi Lin said suddenly: "Let's play mahjong."

He stood up and cut a stack of A4 paper into dozens of equal parts in front of everyone, took the stamp in the toolbox next to him, and stamped it.

"Every piece of paper here is equal to 50 yuan. Each person is divided into ten pieces, which is 500 yuan." Qi Lin's hand speed is very fast, and the sound of paper cutting is like the wind outside the window: "Only play for two hours. , when the time is up, the person who lost the most money today will directly become the eliminated one—is this fair?"

Qi Lin's eyes swept over everyone present, he looked calm and confident, giving people a sense of intimacy.

Jiang Yanzhi pondered for a moment and said: "This is a game of pure luck, you can't go wrong."

Peng Wei next to him was still not at ease: "What if someone quietly handed over the cards and made the money?"

Jiao Fu suddenly took the note in his hand, obviously quite confident: "Okay! But the husband and wife and you two children have to be separated - I really lost the bet and walked away voluntarily!"

Qi Lin showed a nervous and embarrassed expression, and replied: "Well, it's fair."

Jiang Jue glanced at him, but said nothing.

Not everyone is free enough to watch trending searches and news every day.

Some people don't have Weibo on their mobile phones at all, and they don't know anything about the live broadcast at Lin Jiuguang's house.

Not everyone knows the stars, or the special skills of their colleagues.

Qi Lin made this suggestion, obviously betting on the information gap between the eleven of them.

As long as the information gap is established, he can hold invisible power.

Qi Lin himself is not good at playing cards, but he took the initiative to stand up and do this, obviously in order to fight for a higher level of things——

That is, a sense of recognition and acceptance.

If you want to establish prestige, the first step is to touch this.

It seems to be starting to get the hang of it.

My parents will definitely not be the first to attack him, and I also want to play a few more rounds, so that the matter will not be exposed quickly.

The seal used to print money was thrown into the distant mountains and forests in public to ensure that no one would secretly increase their savings.

A crude and flimsy economic system began to take shape, and everyone literally put ten notes in their wallets and started keeping them safe.

There are eleven people in total, two automatic mahjong tables, and a deck of poker is naturally added, eight people go to play mahjong, and three people fight the landlord.

Qin Yizhu's sense of presence was extremely low throughout the whole process, and he didn't even say much, like a dull and numb woman.

Jiang Jue sat at the same table with the homeroom teacher, host, and drama actors.

Bai Ping went to play poker, Qi Lin and Jiang Yanzhi were at the same mahjong table.

As the first hour passed, things seemed very bleak.

People are very careful with the only chips in their hands, and they dare not lose too much in a game of mahjong.

Obviously, the outsiders were very lucky, even Jiao Fu, who had never played mahjong a few times, won several times in a row.

"It seems that you guys are going to fold here," Peng Wei mocked half-jokingly: "Why is Jiang Huang so unlucky today, he lost three hundred?"

Jiang Yanzhi raised his eyebrows and waved his hands, acting like a gambler: "If you come again, I won't believe it."

By the last half hour, it seemed that the overall situation had been settled.

Jiang Yanzhi lost only 50 yuan, and Jiang Jue was a little better, only [-] yuan left.

Qi Lin silently watched them play around, wondering if you dare to pretend to be more similar?

"I think—there's no need to fight, right?" Old TV drama actor Mr. Han took a puff on his pipe and glanced at the others: "Xiao Jiang has no money."

Jiang Yanzhi guarded the poker table in embarrassment and did not give up. He hadn't played enough: "I still have fifty—one more! It's the last one!"

"Pfft - Lord Bai won't lend you some?"

With the mahjong table lined up with eighteen tricks again, the four players sat down and rolled the dice again to start the game.

People started taking cards again, Jiang Yanzhi looked down with the candy in his mouth.

"Eh?"

She casually pushed down a row of cards, and the Chinese characters on the table were exceptionally neat——

One one one two three four five six seven eight nine nine nine

The thirteen [-]-word cards are neatly arranged, and none of them will fall out. It is the lamp of the Nine Lotus Treasure Lamp.

Those eyes revealed the astonishment and disbelief unique to a novice in the poker game.

"I... Am I fooling around?"