With a click, the clues in Zhou Ran's mind gathered together and finally became a complete line.

Zhou Ran pursed her lips gently, and what was hard to hide in her eyes was a hint of excitement.

This copy is becoming more and more interesting.

The seventh copy is indeed very difficult, just a little bit short. Zhou Ran's idea would have deviated from the game. If it weren't for the cooling, she gave Xiang Jiangming the jacket, and then she accidentally got the real clue...

Zhou Ran withdrew her hand and gently stroked her palms with her fingertips.

It turns out that it is really like Yu Mangmang said that some paintings cannot define whether they have anything to do with the male protagonist. If you have to think deeply about whether there is a connection, you will fall into the misunderstanding of game settings. The real solution to the problem must also be combined with the information obtained from the first painting.

Zhou Ran speculated that the reason why players were banned from entering the studio was because of the paintings they were holding.

In the morning, Zhou Ran was afraid that Luo Weicheng would take away all the paintings, so she turned the stack of old house landscape paintings into the pocket of her coat.

After she put it in, the painting was never taken out in her pocket. Later, she went up to the third floor with Xiang Jiangming and entered the male host's studio. However, just when they wanted to enter the female host's studio, Xiang Jiangming went in, but she was turned away.

Zhou Ran made many ideas, but was overturned by herself. She still gave Xiang Jiangming the final conclusion only after she gave her coat.

Because after she put her coat on Xiang Jiangming, the treatment of the door changed immediately. Xiang Jiangming, the gatekeeper who had originally turned her out, pushed out, but she could easily open the door of the studio.

In other words, what stopped her was nothing else, but the paintings in the pocket of the jacket! The reason why Wang Yan was pushed out was also related to the paintings he held.

Simply put, the prompt is:

The paintings that are related to the male owner cannot enter the female owner's room.

Paintings that are related to the hostess cannot enter the hostess' room.

Because the door lock was turned, Lu Ruoyan's slightly lazy voice sounded from the room and asked quietly: "Who is it?"

Zhou Ran didn't say anything and closed the door again.

Xiang Jiangming stood behind her and looked at her with some confusion: "I didn't just do it..."

Zhou Ran: "Go down and talk."

Zhou Ran walked over, bent down and picked up the scattered paper on the ground, and then asked Yu Mangmang and Xiang Jiangming to return to the second floor together.

The weather outside is getting worse and worse, with dark clouds pressing down on the top, which is quite like a storm is coming.

The three of them returned to the room and closed the windows, and Xiang Jiangming asked questions again.

Zhou Ran put his hand into his pocket, took out the drawing that was reduced by his skill and spread it in front of Xiang Jiangming.

Xiang Jiangming's eyes flashed through the paintings and soon understood.

Then, Xiang Jiangming showed a look of surprise in his eyes, and he slapped his hand and said happily: "In other words, if the painting can be brought into the hostess' room, it will be a kind of, safe."

Zhou Ran: "Yes, and now we know that landscape paintings can be ruled out."

Xiang Jiangming: "Yes."

Next, just bring Lu Ruoyan's childhood paintings one by one and try them out.

But because the door attacks people more and more, it is better not to try it easily. Although Wang Yan took those paintings and triggered the attack on the male owner's studio door, it is not guaranteed that the paintings inside are all correct answers. You must choose the most confident painting to enter Lu Ruoyan's studio.

Zhou Ran thought, and slowly frowned.

Xiang Jiangming looked at Zhou Ran and whispered: "You have a rest."

Zhou Ran let go of her brow and said, "Okay."

It was just the fifth day, but the temperature began to get colder.

As if she was deliberately emphasizing that the seven-day deadline was dead, the heavy rain fell again, and the temperature around her suddenly dropped. In just half a day, Qi Wenxuan had already started to be unable to hold on. She started to have a fever, her consciousness was a little blurred, and she always called Sister Xiaoran in her mouth.

After all, except Zhou Ran, all the men here are men, and the only ones that little girls can rely on.

Xiang Jiangming had much better physical fitness than hers after taking the medicine, and even wanted to take off his clothes and return them to Zhou Ran. However, at this time, Pei Fengnian took the initiative to take off the clothes and gave them to them.

So Xiang Jiangming was wearing Pei Fengnian's clothes, while Zhou Ran wore the baseball jacket back.

The external pressure of the copy is getting bigger and bigger, but fortunately, the clue has been found.

Zhou Ran didn't want to delay time anymore, so she activated her skills again before eating and put the painting of the little girl sitting on the threshold of the old house in her pocket.

Lu Ruoyan came down to have a meal, sat down and raised her eyebrows at Zhou Ran.

Lu Ruoyan: "Little sister, did you open my door in the morning?"

Zhou Ran said bluntly: "Yes."

Lu Ruoyan: "Is there anything wrong with me?"

Zhou Ran turned her head and smiled slightly, and said to Lu Ruoyan: "Aren't you lonely? I want to accompany you."

When Lu Ruoyan suddenly saw her smiling, she was lost for a moment, as if the delicate flowers carefully cultivated on her balcony bloomed overnight, making people unable to take their eyes off.

The artist is born with a yearning for beautiful things. When she first saw this little girl, she felt a quiet temperament, as quiet as the pine branches behind the snow, but she would never be bent.

She seemed to be not very happy and was silent in everything she did, but she was very present, making people unable to ignore her existence.

Lu Ruoyan suddenly had a dangerous idea...

Something slowly took shape in her mind. Lu Ruoyan blinked, said happily, then narrowed her eyes and smiled with a cunning smile: "Since I want to accompany me, why are you leaving again?"

Zhou Ran used chopsticks to pick up the dish and said lightly: "Shy."

Lu Ruoyan: “…”

Zhou Ran: "That's better I'll go up and sit down later."

Lu Ruoyan: "..." Why can't I see that you are shy at all?

After dinner, Zhou Ran followed Lu Ruoyan up, and Yu Mangmang and Xiang Jiangming followed behind.

But when he arrived at the door, Lu Ruoyan's eyes turned and turned to the two of them who followed her like her tail, saying, "Don't come in."

Xiang Jiangming and Yu Mangmang asked at the same time: "Why?"

Lu Ruoyan smiled: "Is it okay for us girls to say a few words? Men should not come in."

Yu Mangmang was stunned, then smiled shyly, and his thick big hands covered the stubble on his lips: "Sister, I am actually a girl."

Xiang Jiangming lowered his head shyly, and a red look on his cheeks: "I, so do I."

Lu Ruoyan: “…”

Zhou Ran: “…”

Lu Ruoyan turned around and took Zhou Ran in, then closed the door with a slap, and slapped the two perverts outside.

The moment Zhou Ran was pulled in, she heard an incompatible voice, and then Xiang Jiangming blamed Yu Mangmang: "Brother, your acting is too fake!"

Yu Mangmang: "You fucking embarrassed to say to me, are you heartless? People must think you are a pervert!"

Xiang Jiangming shouted loudly: "You are more like a good man! You are a big guy with your feet!"

However, Zhou Ran came in.

Her hand touched her pocket, and the painting was lying there quietly. Zhou Ran's heart couldn't help but jumped quickly for a few shots. It seemed that there was no problem with her thinking. The painting in her pocket was a channel where she could directly write the book.

Lu Ruoyan sat in a soft chair, picked up a cigarette, turned her head and asked Zhou Ran: "Don't you mind?"

Zhou Ran shook her head: "I don't mind."

Lu Ruoyan lit a cigarette, dragged her red skirt to the ground, and said lazily: "You have a good personality, I like it very much."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ran bent her eyes and smiled. After laughing, she said softly: "So, are you going to keep me here forever?"

Lu Ruoyan was stunned, and the cigarette in her hand moved away from her lips.

Lu Ruoyan, who was insightful, wanted to struggle for a while, and tried to make herself smile naturally: "Why do you say that?"

Zhou Ran: "I saw the handle of going out."

When Lu Ruoyan heard this, her pupils flashed and darkened. Finally, she lowered her head and said in a hoarse voice: "You discovered it."

Lu Ruoyan had a very small painting under the door handle.

The painting was stained with water. As long as Zhou Ran wanted to open the door and leave the place, she would definitely encounter the painting and be pulled into the painting. The painting was not a dead end, but as long as she went in, she could keep Zhou Ran forever.

In fact, Zhou Ran didn't see the painting, but when she came in, she heard a soft sound of water droplets falling to the ground.

Logically speaking, it is difficult for ordinary people to hear such a tiny voice clearly under the premise of physical and mental tension, but Zhou Ran has always been careful, and with the bonus of academic value, the sound is still imprinted in Zhou Ran's ears despite the storm outside the house.

Zhou Ran thought of her cunning gaze when she had just eaten, so she wanted to test her by moving forward as a step back. Unexpectedly, she admitted it directly.

Zhou Ran: "Why?"

Lu Ruoyan said bluntly: "I want to keep you."

At the same time, the system messages in the live broadcast room rolled out.

[System message: The main plot of the copy ‘Lonely Artist’ was unlocked successfully. The audience can purchase the full plot to watch by themselves. The currency used to purchase will be recharged into Xiaoran’s account]

[Globe: The young lady has changed her name! She has changed her name!

Little waist: Ahhhhhhhhhhh couple name get!

Yanglan: Xiaoran is not a player 1752!!! I am not the last one to know!

Lulu: It's so easy to knock it off. My God
To be continued...