After the villain's passive sabotage

In order to fully devote themselves to the atmosphere of the program, after discussion, several guests named the masquerade party "Game of the Undead King".

At the beginning of the story, Prince Ling played by Ling Xiaohan, Princess Yinyin played by Yu Yinyin, Queen Mother Zhao played by Zhao Mingming, Princess Yiyi played by Feng Yiyi, Queen Lianna played by Meng Lianna, Her Majesty the Queen played by Meng Yun, Qingchen and Ling The two knights played by Yi are summoned by the same magic to the king's castle.

The way they came to the castle was that their souls were taken away in their sleep, and accompanied by the sound of the evocative flute, they sat in the king's carriage and drove to the junction of life and death.After the game is over, the surviving souls can return to their bodies in a wagon to wake up.The soul of the person who loses the game will be imprisoned on the king's board forever.

In order to match the environment and the atmosphere of the story, Cheng Yu also asked the people from the public relations company to arrange the banquet hall in the shape of a black and white chessboard, and the surrounding decorative props were also replaced with slightly weird black and white statues, oil paintings, chandeliers, etc.However, the time is limited, and the props that the PR company can find are all fakes.For this reason, Cheng Yu complained dissatisfiedly: "I have grown up so much, and I have never entertained guests with fake products."

Pei Yan who was standing beside him smiled.His eyes fell on Cheng Yu's body, and he quietly looked at Cheng Yu who was dressed as a king.The slender boy was wearing a very complicated sapphire blue velvet king's dress, and sat on the golden king's throne obliviously.This is also the only brightly colored prop in the entire black and white banquet hall.Under his feet was a scarlet carpet that went straight to the door. Under the light, it looked like a bloody carpet.There are also black tulips piled up around the throne.A black cat crawled at the boy's feet.The blue eyes exude a faint light.From time to time, there was a grunting sound from his throat, and his forehead rubbed against the king's boots, begging for the king's touch.

Cheng Yu touched the head of the black cat, and complained to Pei Yan very unhappy: "The program team also cut corners. I said I wanted a black panther as a seductress, but I found a black cat for me! "

Pei Yan smiled and said, "I think the black cat is pretty good too."

The black cat is pretty good, but its aura is far worse than that of the black panther, right?Not to mention the black cat in front of me...

Cheng Yu glanced at the little black cat standing under his feet who only meowed and petted coquettishly, but also grabbed his trouser leg to get up.She pursed her lips in disgust, and immediately hugged the little black cat into her arms: "This cat is too dishonest. The cat's paws scratched my clothes."

As he spoke, Cheng Yu posed for the little black cat like a farmer, and then deliberately inserted his finger between the cat's paws.The little black cat looked up at Cheng Yu, and meowed twice, as if there was a big doubt in its little head.

"It's good to be a hand warmer." Cheng Yu poked the little black cat's forehead with his fingertips: "I've decided. Your stage name in this variety show is Hand Warmer."

Pei Yan looked at Cheng Yu, and suddenly asked, "How do you say the F language of Hand Warmer?"

Cheng Yu raised his eyebrows and gave Pei Yan a sideways look: "Are you afraid that it won't understand you when you speak Chinese?"

Pei Yan: "..."

Many times, Pei Yan really couldn't connect to Cheng Yu's brain circuit.He said with some amusement: "I think even if we speak F language, it may not be able to understand it?"

"It doesn't need to understand." Cheng Yu hooked the little black cat's chin with his fingers, and Fan Er, the domineering president, said, "It only needs to be obedient."

Seeing this, Pei Yan almost laughed again.

The slightly weird and gorgeous "Waltz" fluttered briskly in the banquet hall.Because Cheng Yu played the role of the king, he didn't have to shoot the appearance scenes like other guests, so he was a bit bored waiting.Even after flirting with Pei Yanzuipao for a while, he was still impatient.He turned his head and asked the program assistant who had been following him all the time: "Why don't my dolls come in? Could it be that they got lost in the time tunnel?"

In order to match the atmosphere, Cheng Yu still spoke in F language.The gorgeous old-fashioned aristocratic pronunciation made Cheng Yu's voice sound like singing in an opera, which instantly shocked the staff and the cameraman - mainly because they didn't understand it either.It was inexplicable that Cheng Yu, who had just spoken, suddenly became dignified and majestic.It was as if a real king had descended into the world.

"Wow—" The staff automatically muted the sound, and couldn't help blowing rainbow farts to Cheng Yu: "Your pronunciation is too nice, isn't it? This tone can be dubbed for a film and television drama. And the sense of drama is very good. If you act in a movie in the future For TV dramas, the original sound must be used.”

After a pause, before Cheng Yu could respond, someone asked with a puzzled face, "But what did you just say? Why didn't I understand a sentence?"

Cheng Yu silently glanced at the staff: "Northeast?"

"No!" The staff said straightforwardly: "I am a native of Hunan Province. Do you think I have a talent for languages?"

Cheng Yu didn't think so.It just occurred to him that when he was in charge of C&C jewelry in his previous life, the company hired a public relations director from Northeast China.Within a month, at least two-thirds of the company's top management spoke with a Northeast accent.

The staff looked at Cheng Yu's expressionless face—the key point was that there was still tender baby fat on both sides of his cheeks.With such a delicate and handsome face, no matter how dignified the expression is, people who are familiar with it will not be as apprehensive and frightened as they were at the beginning.

So the staff still had time to tease Cheng Yu: "Do you want to learn Northeast dialect, let me teach you?"

Cheng Yu looked at the staff.After a while, he uttered a very polite sentence: "What are you looking at?"

In line with Cheng Yu's soft and immature silhouette, the staff burst into laughter and ran away happily.He trotted out of the banquet hall.The other eight guests were all clustered in front of the carriage.Very exaggerated.

"What exactly is this place?" The prince played by Ling Xiaohan raised his sword nervously, and pointed at the camera brother: "Aren't I sleeping in my palace? Why did I suddenly appear in the carriage? Why was I brought to the camera?" here?"

Ling Xiaohan said, Jianfeng pointed to the other guests: "Who are you? Why are you dressed so strangely?"

The staff glanced at Ling Xiaohan, who was passionately engaged, and leaned over to Chu Siming and whispered: "Hurry up, the ancestor is in a hurry."

Chu Siming glanced at the staff, and whispered in a low voice, "How do you talk?"

The staff laughed twice: "This is an honorific title!"

Chu Siming was a little helpless.I clapped my hands to signal the guests to speed up the progress.So several guests quickly finished their appearance speeches and filed into the banquet hall.

Several guests looked around the weird banquet hall and asked again: "What is this place?"

With that said, Ling Xiaohan acted as if he had just discovered Cheng Yu, Jian Feng pointed at Cheng Yu again: "Who are you? Did you bring us here?"

Cheng Yu stroked the little black cat in his arms, and another string of gorgeous F words.Everyone didn't understand at all, and they felt that what Cheng Yu just said seemed to be different from the pronunciation he used when traveling in the past few days, and they were instantly confused.

"Ka!" Chu Siming bravely called Ka, and motioned to Cheng Yu: "You have to speak Mandarin."

Cheng Yu looked innocent: "But I'm playing the role of a dead foreign king."

Chu Siming had a black line on his face: "We don't understand what you are saying."

"That's your own business." Cheng Yu said arrogantly: "The dead king has never been to China, and the king can't speak Chinese."

Chu Siming was about to collapse: "Then how to record this show?"

"You solve it yourself." Cheng Yu said solemnly, with no expression on his face, "Anyway, I've finished my lines."

"But... weren't you memorizing the lines from "The Magic Flute" just now?" Qing Chen and Ling Yi understood a part of what Cheng Yu was saying just now, and couldn't help exposing Cheng Yu's trick of being lazy and fooling people in a low voice.

What?

Chu Siming looked at Cheng Yu openly, with an extremely sad and loving expression on his face: "I trust you so much, yet you lied to me?"

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense." Cheng Yu didn't feel guilty when someone exposed him: "I just found a line to echo the scene."

OK!

Seeing that Cheng Yu really didn't want to miss his lines, Chu Siming couldn't force it either.Anyway, he was there as a narrator to supplement the main story line.

Chu Siming thought of this.He took out a unique horn and said to the horn: "Dear guests, welcome to the kingdom of death of His Majesty the King—"

Before I finished speaking, I heard the Queen Mother Zhao played by Zhao Mingming ask: "What is the kingdom of death?"

Chu Siming choked: "Equivalent to [-] layers of hell! Hades!"

Queen Mother Zhao: "Why haven't you heard of pinching?"

Chu Siming: "...Because this is the hell of the West!"

Queen Mother Zhao: "...then he is very lenient!"

Chu Siming: "..."

Zhao Mingming asked again: "Is the Ai family still alive?"

Chu Siming: "Your soul has been summoned to his kingdom by the undead king. He wants you to play a game with him. At the end of the game, if you cannot escape from this castle, your soul will stay here forever!"

Meng Yun: "Who is the undead king? Why did you let us play games with him?"

Chu Siming: "He is the king of the kingdom of death. He is in charge of the power of life and death. He is the eternal god. But he is too lonely and needs someone to accompany him."

Zhao Mingming: "Then let him come to my house! My house is always lively, with endless children and grandchildren. There are no. 80 people in a palace. I also treat him to pancakes and green onions!"

Chu Siming: "..."

Zhao Mingming himself is a sketch comedian, and he speaks with a sense of laughter.As soon as he uttered a word, the terrifying atmosphere created by Chu Siming's special speakers dissipated instantly.The rest of the guests couldn't hold back their laughter.

The whole paragraph fell apart.

Chu Siming looked helplessly at Cheng Yu who was sitting on the throne.I saw Cheng Yu stroking the cat while listening to the cross talk, and still concentrating on it with relish, obviously he had no intention of stopping it.

Chu Siming was about to collapse again: "Your Majesty, everyone is going to treat you to pancakes and green onions. Don't you want to express your opinion?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yu blinked his eyes, and said solemnly: "I won't eat!"

Chu Siming: "..."

Several other guests had almost collapsed with laughter.

Chu Siming took a deep breath, and roared through the loudspeaker: "Is it still possible? Didn't you say that you want to act in a horror story? Now that you are talking about cross talk, how scary is it?"

Zhao Mingming looked at Chu Siming, and patiently comforted him: "Then think about it from another angle. We have all been summoned to the kingdom of death, and we still have the mood to talk about cross talk, isn't it scary?"