"The rules say that the props used in the performance are all fake, but now they are actually replaced with real ones. Doesn't this mean you want to kill me?"

Looking at the two qigong masters with sad eyes on the side, and then turning to look at the enthusiastic audience in the audience, sweat dripped down the forehead of the Malay candidate.

"No, if I use real props, I will still be injured even if I don't die..."

"Absolutely not!"

"I have to change the props!"

When the Malay national candidate quickly thought about changing the props, he found that the audience suddenly couldn't help but hold their breath.

"What's going on?" The eyes of the chosen one from Malay were covered by a shadow. He raised his head slightly and met the strange eyes of a qigong master.

This qigong master came to his side without knowing when.

He was holding the genuine hammer in his hand, his eyes were red, and there was a strange and penetrating smile on his face.

"Gollum! Gollum!"

Facing the qigong master who suddenly became strange, the Malay candidate was so frightened that he swallowed twice.

He wanted to move, but his body was pressed down by the boulder and he couldn't move.

He wanted to speak, but there seemed to be a lump of phlegm stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

"To die!"

"what on earth is it!"

The Malay National candidate was completely panicked. He realized that if he allowed the hammer to fall on him, he would definitely die!

At this time, Rule [-] was still flashing in the minds of the Malay national electors.

[Rule [-]: If you find that your partner becomes abnormal, has symptoms such as slowness, red eyes, etc., you need to replace him. 】

"Speak...please! Let me make some noise!"

No sound came out of the throat, and the Malay national selectors were extremely anxious. If they wanted to survive, the only way to stop the performance was now.

"Damn!"

"Why can't I say a word..."

"What am I going to do?"

The Malay candidate's mood gradually collapsed, and the qigong master next to him had already raised a big hammer at this time.

Looking at the big iron hammer that was full of iron and genuine, it seemed that it could smash itself into pieces the moment it fell.

The Malay national election candidates are desperate for survival.

Suddenly the strength came from nowhere, and at the critical moment when the weight fell, he finally shouted stop three times at the top of his lungs.

"Stop, stop..."

The voice of the Malay national electorate is not loud.

But the moment his voice fell, the entire audience fell into an eerie silence, and the sledgehammer held high in the hand of the qigong master next to him stopped in front of his stomach at the last moment.

Seeing the qigong master slowly putting away the sledgehammer without smashing it down, the Malay Chosen One took a deep breath and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Just now...he saved his life.

Under the cover of the lights, the location of the Malay candidates fell into darkness. At this time, the host wearing a pig mask quickly stood up to explain.

"Some conditions occurred during our performance just now, so we had to stop the performance."

"Please believe us, our subsequent performances will be even more exciting, and soon our qigong masters will continue to bring excitement to everyone."

The host tried hard to explain.

But strangely, there was no sound at all in the audience.

As the lights came on again, the Malay candidate and two other qigong masters appeared on the stage again.

This time, the Malay national electorate is still a performer.

He was lying on the ground, and the boulder he was pressing on had been replaced with fake performance props.

With the change of props, the Malay national candidates finally have less worries.

"Huh... Now I don't have to worry about my life being in danger. Fortunately, I'm smart enough."

"By the way, there is also the qigong master..."

The Malay candidate was lying on the ground, and suddenly remembered the strange eyes and smile of the qigong master just now.

"Something's wrong, something's wrong with that qigong master!"

The Malay national selector was about to ask for the qigong master to be replaced, but strangely, when he looked at the qigong master again, the qigong master became extremely normal again.

in contrast.

The normal qigong master before became increasingly weird.

"This..." The Malay national candidate couldn't believe his eyes.

He is sure.

I definitely read it right just now.

But what puzzled him was that the Qigong Master No. [-] he saw earlier was obviously Qigong Master No. [-] holding a hammer. Why did he become Qigong Master No. [-] now?

This conversion...

Is there something wrong with both of them?

Malay voters wondered.

While the Malay National Selector was thinking, the hammer in the hand of Qigong Master No. [-] had already fallen on his body, and there was only a click sound, and the boulder fell apart.

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

The Malay national electorate came to his senses.

He didn't expect that he just lost his mind, so why did the performance end?

He touched his body in a panic, and when he saw that his body was intact, he stood up in a daze, bent down and thanked the audience.

When he bent down and raised his head, the Malay candidate inadvertently walked into the auditorium. I wonder if it was due to the lighting, but the figures of the audience in the auditorium looked a little distorted...

in the audience.

The audience, played by the selected ones, frowned and looked at the chest-breaking performance on the stage.

Even though they were all applauding as hard as they could, that didn't mean the performance was a success.

The results vary widely.

This performance is terrible!

It can be said that from the very beginning when Qigong Master No. 100 performed, they saw that there was something wrong with the boulder. Props are just props after all, and it is still difficult to achieve [-]% real effects.

I thought it was just a demonstration at first.

So when the second time the Malay candidate [Qigong Master] was pressed against a real boulder, they couldn't help but look forward to it.

Unexpectedly, the Malay National Selectmen actually stopped the performance midway and replaced it with fake props afterwards.

He may think that all of this is perfect.

Little did he know that everything he did was a flaw.

If you want to avoid being seen through by the audience, either use the same props from the beginning, or don’t change to fake props midway before the real props.

Comparing real props with fake props, even if the performance goes wrong, the audience will never complain about the person who used the real props.

That scene just now.

It undoubtedly rubs the audience's IQ to the ground.

"Poor guy, he's probably made the wrong choice."

In the auditorium, the people chosen by Ah San Kingdom [the audience] couldn’t help but shook their heads inwardly.

He really wanted to help the chosen ones in Malay, but he couldn't do anything at this time.

"Perhaps, only if you are close to the stage can you have a chance to remind him."

The Chosen One from the Three Kingdoms raised his head and glanced at where the other "audiences" were, and found that they were all numbly doing the same thing as the other spectators.

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