In the eyes of others, this sentence is undoubtedly full of teasing meaning.
It can be analyzed as being benign or malicious, either way.
Even after further over-interpretation, it is slightly derogatory.
Shang Lu noticed from Xin Yi's tone and eyes that there was indeed a certain degree of aggression and obvious probing.
There is something in the words that only the two of them can understand.
The tone is sincere.
It might be that he was really praising his appearance, but it was more likely that he was secretly sighing at the power of his props.
The moment his eyes fluttered across his glasses, it was clear what he meant.
It was nothing more than testing his props.
But if it is not put on the table, he can pretend to be confused as long as he understands.
Shangluca pushed up his glasses with a smile on his face, "It's true that I thought too much, and you don't seem to know how to use a honey trap. As for your suggestion, I can try it out in the future."
Xin Zhixia chuckled and secretly cursed in her heart: It was even more tiring than talking to that Gao Ming.
On the surface, he put aside the meaningless discussion, crossed his arms, and leaned against the wall next to him.
"Since there is a chance that we are from the same team, why not verify it?"
Seeing Xin Yi's lazy posture, Phyllanthus simply relaxed and leaned back on the chair, tapping his fingers on the table, as if thinking about how to verify.
Then he smiled slightly and concluded, "You don't seem to be in the same group as me."
Hearing this, Xin Zhixia couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, showing a very interested look.
"How do you say this? Mr. Shang."
Shangluca didn't hesitate and said bluntly: "It's a pity that you and I are both doctors, so naturally we won't be the same team."
Without waiting for Xin Zhixia to respond, he decisively put forward the best suggestion at the moment.
"The distance between us is now far more than three meters, and you are very close to the door. Why don't you just go our separate ways?"
Smiling and adding in a sincere tone: "We are still acquaintances after all. This game does not prevent us from winning together."
The corners of Xin Zhixia's lips curled up in thought, but she didn't answer the question for a long time.
There was still the sound of pokeweed tapping on the table in the break room.
Very faint, but extremely clear in the silent atmosphere.
After a while, Xin Zhixia sighed and shook her head again.
"As agreed, we won't go our separate ways as a group."
Shangwei's smile remained the same, and the smile reached his eyes, "Naturally."
Xin Zhixia responded with a very perfunctory smile and walked up to the documents that she seemed to have thrown away carelessly, but in fact she had thrown them away very deliberately.
He knelt down, took out the folder, picked it up and showed it to Shang Lu.
"I am a semi-self-protective patient, not a so-called doctor."
Shangwei looked at it carefully for a moment and nodded, but did not express any opinion.
He just curled his lips and smiled with unknown meaning.
The smile on Xin Zhixia's face was extremely bright, "What? It's definitely the folder of the inspection report. I was wondering if I had already got your work badge, and I'm not in the same group as you. I obviously wanted to eliminate you, but... Are you showing off your acting skills here?"
Shang Lu nodded in greeting, obviously agreeing with these remarks.
"I do have this consideration. Although we are acquaintances, the experience in [Burt Village] may not be a good thing for you."
Xin Zhixia raised her eyebrows slightly, signaling Shang Lu to continue.
Phytolacca paused, no longer tapping the table, and curled his fingers slightly.
The retracted hand was folded with the other hand and placed on the table, showing that there were no other small movements.
His smile faded, his expression became serious, a little indifferent, and he took the initiative to confess: "After all, you were helping Lin Mu to clear the dungeon, but it turned out that you were being used by the simple Lin Mu, and that he and I were from the same enemy camp. In the room, you must feel that winning is not a pleasure. Of course, knowing that there is no mutual identity should make you feel a little better."
It was obvious that someone was very self-aware, and he even analyzed some of Xin Zhixia's thoughts.
But, not much.
Although Xin Zhixia often has double standards, she does not criticize others harshly.
She didn't tell Lin Mu her identity, they just used each other to win together.
But there was a problem. She couldn't bear to see others treat her negatively when she was sincere.
There is also a game concept that she cannot accept.
He is obviously the winner, so he just wants to win, but he still engages in meaningless and bad operations.
It is an insult to the opponent and a state of mind.
Fortunately, Shanglun did not finish his words. He recalled the many compliments and protections given to Xin Yi by his teammates in the room.
"I don't know you thoroughly, but I know you indirectly through my teammates. You play the game very well and are very defensive. In the same dungeon with you, they can try to cooperate, but they can't escape you. It took many trials. But fortunately, they can become partners with you."
Certain words triggered Xin Zhixia's memory, and she couldn't help but sink.
"You played the game well" appears a second time.
Shang Lu took the microexpression of the person in front of him into his eyes, smiled slightly, and then said: "The note is not a malicious provocation. It is just to verify some information."
His eyes flashed, and the smile on his lips was slightly embarrassed.
"Now that I think about it, you seem to be a little bit worried about it."
Xin Zhixia raised her eyebrows, then showed a very pure and innocent look, smiled and waved her hands kindly, "How could it be? No way. I just always retaliate for my anger."
Shangluca choked for a moment, and then he became enlightened.
"I know."
Xin Zhixia looked at the person in front of her who was deliberately rambling, and shrugged indifferently, "Of course I know that you know, but this sentence seems a bit convoluted. In short, you know that I will retaliate for my anger, so you are also on high guard against me. .”
Shang Lu pursed his lips, waiting for her next words.
Xin Zhixia blinked and replied seriously: "So, I have a good way to verify whether you are my teammate."
Shanglu and Xin Zhixia were always on the same page, so they naturally knew what her method was.
"It seems you are the last patient selected."
After that, he took the initiative to give a range, "Depression, persecutory delusion and love brain, if you can randomly mention the same ones as me..."
After a pause, Shangluca smiled helplessly, "Then I admit defeat."
The four patient options she chose flashed through Xin Zhixia's mind, and she looked hesitant for a moment.
But the moment I heard Phytolacca say the key words, I couldn't help but feel extremely funny.
Then he pretended, touched his chin, and nodded in cooperation, "Yes, but it's not difficult. In case I know who my teammates are, one of the three options is yours, one is mine, and I also know other people's, It’s 100% accurate.”
A smile flashed in Shang Lu's eyes, waiting for the other party's unfinished words.
Sure enough, the next second, Xin Zhixia said seriously: "However, there is no need to go to so much trouble. Let's say two words at the same time. If we don't get along, we will go our separate ways."
Hearing this, Shang Lu pushed up his glasses and was noncommittal.
Xin Zhixia ignored the other party's consent and raised her wrist to look at the bracelet, counting down the time.
"three"
"two"
"one"
The countdown is over.
Xin Zhixia: "Random."
Phytolacca: "Match."
Okay, the exclusive password for Love Brain has been successfully connected.
Xin Zhixia was silent and looked at the other party speechlessly, completely showing off her posture.
"That's right, so be it."
