The sand sculpture is rebellious and loves to cause trouble for others.

Ye Qinghuan quickly added,

"Yes, whoever wins today will be able to carry Lord Cao and one hundred thousand soldiers home. It's so beautiful."

As soon as these words came out, Lord Cao always felt that something was wrong. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was right and nodded in agreement.

His eyes were directed to the human-shaped sign opposite. However, after waiting for a moment, there was no sound at all. Ye Qinghuan was so anxious that he peeled off his skin and ran towards the opposite side.

"Everyone, please wait a moment. Let me, Wolong, go find out what's going on on the other side and whether the two of you are plotting some crooked idea!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Qinghuan squatted behind the signboard, put his head next to the director's head and started tinkering.

"Hey, why is there no sound? You didn't check it when you bought it!"

"You pressed the wrong button, this is how it should be turned on!"

After a while, the scene only heard the piercing sound of electric current, which made several people cover their ears. Ye Qinghuan also took advantage of this opportunity to return to the team gloriously and bowed down to report,

"My lord, don't worry, I found out that the lord of the enemy camp got up late today and is going into battle in armor."

"Mr. Cao, I know you still feel sorry for me...Wu Jun, let's fight to the death today to decide a final destination for Mr. Cao..."

Sun Jun's hoarse voice sounded immediately,

"Wu Thief, you are the one who instigated Mr. Cao to estrange from me. Now you have the nerve to say such words and risk your life——"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crackling sound of weapons being exchanged, and a scene of the two armies fighting was projected on the wall.

Lord Cao didn't pay attention to them at all. Instead, he was irritated by the words of the two Lords, especially the guards on the side who couldn't help but cast teasing eyes.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to look like this and be so popular."

Lord Cao: "..."

It’s really hard to say!

Although Lord Cao is just a character in the script, the victim is himself!

After a while, the audio playback ended and the scene returned to calm, making the two of them suspicious.

"Counsel Ye, how is the battle situation on the scene!"

When Ye Qinghuan saw the frozen picture on the screen, he knelt down on one knee in surprise and shouted,

"I knew that your lord was a real dragon descending to earth, and he was blessed by God. Look, you actually managed to inflict damage on both sides of the enemy with just a few words without any effort. God bless you, Great Cao!"

"My lord is wise, I, Wolong, know that I am not following the wrong person!"

The outrageous and speechless ending was something no one expected.

[Papa, papa, wonderful! ]

[It is indeed a crooked brain game room, this brain-circuit script is absolutely authentic! It’s just that it looks outrageous but I really want to experience it. What’s going on? ]

[I have a hunch that it will definitely be fun when there are more people. Everyone improvises. I don’t know if there will be a fight at the scene. Hi, hi, hi, I’m looking forward to it——]

[I made an appointment with friends nearby. I was really curious. If I miss this village, I won’t have this shop! ]

The crooked melodrama "Game Room" became popular in an instant. The inexplicable script method inexplicably poked at the mental state of modern young people, attracting a lot of local netizens to take a whiff of it.

Ye Qinghuan, who had finally walked through the plot with her, was attracted by the noise at the door before seeing off the first guest. She carefully poked her head out, and her mouth grew into an O shape.

"Uh(⊙o⊙)...where did so many people come from!"

"My lord, haven't you seen the promotion of the game room by tap water on the Internet! We are crazy!"

Seeing that the popularity of the show has increased, the director, who has adapted well to the change of identity, completely conscientiously regards himself as a member of the game room, throwing his life and blood.

However, Ye Qinghuan was not as happy as expected, and gave the director a heavy look with his backhand,

"This is something to be happy about! Don't you think our game room can accommodate so many people?"

The director, who was stared at by Ye Qinghuan with a look of hatred, touched his nose guiltily and looked at the good place he had chosen. Suddenly, a plan came to his mind, and he leaned into his ear to offer his advice.

"Master, don't worry, we can do this...this..."

The netizens whose plot was cut off by the sudden distance tried hard to decipher the lips of the two people, but gave up after a moment.

[We are all members of our own family, yet you are plotting behind our backs, how stingy! ]

[Don’t be anxious, don’t be anxious, we’ll take a picture later, no matter how big the secret is, we can’t hide it from you. ]

[Throw the table! ! Why can't I just sit down in the live broadcast room and enjoy my life? I'm so angry! ! ]

[Stop talking, you should pay attention to the people outside! Our legs are sore from waiting. ]

Amidst the endless calls from netizens, Ye Qinghuan finally came up with a brilliant idea. He counted the number of people present and found exactly thirty people.

She divided the camp into three, took out the lottery tube and let everyone draw lots on the spot.

The person who received the character design thought it was another script about the Three Kingdoms. Unexpectedly, the script took a 130-degree turn and reached the point of a harem stew.

"I am the emperor." A man jumped up happily.

"Wow, you are still a man, look at me, you have become a spiritual eunuch!"

A sour voice sounded from the side, attracting other people to peep.

Suddenly, someone questioned the script this time.

"Diaoba... Omo... I should call you Boss Ye. I see there is a queen here, a poppy who has come back from the dead, a palace maid who has traveled through time and tried to climb into bed, and some interstellar live broadcast spies. What is the script this time? …”

There are so many people with strange identities on the scene, can a good script really support it?

Ye Qinghuan invited them in without hesitation, and said confidently,

"Don't worry, it will definitely be worth your money. Now, all the nobles, please start brainstorming about your identity. The stage has been set up. How your life will evolve next...it all depends on your mouth."

That's right, the crooked brain game room focuses on breaking the ideological framework and unleashing your imagination to the greatest extent.

Here, as long as you want, you can do it.

Netizens spent two hours watching a hearty palace fight in which everyone died together.

[Wow, I'm sure no one can film such a wonderful script! ]

[Very good, I had the honor to spend two hours watching a group of people go crazy. I believed that the time-traveling palace maiden could make cannonballs. In the end, the development of the interstellar girl taking out the missile to fly everyone really made my brain shrink. I decided! I have already booked my tickets and will go play tomorrow. ]

[One of the on-site experiencers can only say that it was very fun. If I hadn’t really been unable to think of the lines, I wouldn’t have been able to log off so early. I would have had to assassinate everyone. ]

[Emperor: No, I am the protagonist in the script. Why are all my concubines eyeing the throne under my ass! ! ]

[I can only say that among them, Ye Qinghuan has a very strong ability to bring fire. Without the connection of Ye Qinghuan, the troublemaker, this script would have been destroyed at the beginning. ]

As the most crooked member of the crowd, Ye Qinghuan had already collapsed on the ground from exhaustion and was forced to rest behind closed doors.