New Era Big Demon Game Rules

The intermission time was very short, only ten minutes, but after the intermission ended, the host on the high stage was left alone, Jingwei.

As for the royal bird...

Obviously, it has been resolved as a "personal grievance".

Jingwei looked more comfortable standing alone on the high platform, and the audience expressed a deep understanding of this. After all, Huangniao's embarrassing chat skills are really not as good as without it.

"Okay, audiences, the first round of elimination is over, and the rest of you are the [-] teams that are about to participate in the promotion competition. Let's give them warm applause!"

There was a burst of cooperative applause inside and outside the barrier, and Jingwei continued with satisfaction: "Although these twenty teams are excellent teams left behind by the big waves, they inevitably suffered injuries to varying degrees, so for the sake of fairness and justice in the competition, today's The game is here for now!"

Everyone: "..."

So what the hell are you doing halftime!

Jingwei understood the hearts of the players very well, and immediately added: "But, alas, contestants with the surname of Lan, please wait, don't leave!"

Lan Jiu, who was about to turn around and leave, was caught off guard and suffered a round of roll calls: "..."

"Although the exciting competition has come to an end for the time being, we still have an important event!" Jing Wei waved his hand, and there was an extra lottery holder in his palm: "Dangdangdang! Please send a pale-faced player from each participating team to the stage to draw lots , let’s decide tomorrow’s fate~”

The onlookers became excited again. This moment of fate is determined by face, probably like a card game. The moment it was drawn, they held their breath and prayed frantically.

Inside the Yunlan team, you look at me and I look at you. They are very conscious of this activity. As the biggest obstacle and stumbling block in this game, they only talk about the excitement of the crowd. At least half of them want to see what A team was so unlucky to meet them.

"How about I go?" Pulling the carrot raised his hand: "My luck has never been very good."

Several people said that they didn't care about it, even Mu Qianxiu didn't fight for the dignity of being deprived of the qualification to draw a lottery as a golden Pixiu little red hand.

Pulling carrots with her huge long knife on her back, she rushed up to the high platform with a kick. After a while, the representatives of the twenty teams stood up neatly. Chickens stand alone.

Jingwei is full of enthusiasm and is good at adding drama: "Let us welcome the representatives of each team. As the top [-] teams, they have gone through various difficulties and obstacles to get here successfully. You have worked hard!"

The audience was stunned, especially the twenty representatives on the stage. For a moment, they thought they were participating in some commendation activity.

Among them, there were two particularly ignorant representatives who responded repeatedly:

"It's not hard, it's not hard."

"Serving the people..."

Everyone: "..."

Mu Shen leaned close to Lan Jiu's ear and whispered, "Did Jing Wei be driven crazy by the imperial bird?"

Lan Jiu seriously put forward a new idea: "It's also possible that we misunderstood Huangniao, maybe Jingwei is very happy to cooperate with him."

Mu Shen: "..."

Can this rubbish game still work?

Jing Wei looked at the two players with satisfaction, and then said: "So, please take this opportunity to introduce your team! After all, you may be beaten after tomorrow."

Representatives: "..."

They had never seen such a non-verbal host, and today they met two in one breath.

Jingwei said, regardless of what the delegates thought, he directly handed the microphone to the big brother who was standing next to him. The big brother was the one who "served the people" just now. Reminiscing about the proficient flattery skills, it suddenly dawned on me, and I confirmed the eyes, it was the person who talked about Jianfeng.

The big brother has excellent adaptability, picked up the microphone that the fart didn't use, and even consciously amplified the sound without Jingwei's reminder: "Then I will tell you a few words today! If you want to talk about our team on Jianfeng, That's amazing!"

Jingwei: "How do you say that?"

Big brother: "Hey, you don't know that, our big brother Ye Sheng, that's... um, um..."

The stage became quiet, and Ye Sheng in the audience withdrew his hand, even if his face was paralyzed again, the dishes were frozen at this time.

Jingwei shrugged his shoulders and said passionately: "Okay, thank you for the wonderful speech from this friend from Lunjianfeng, next one!"

The second one happens to be pulling radishes.

Mu Shen was a bit generous: "Carrot, she..."

Lan Jiu quickly replied: "Don't worry, it won't, pulling carrots doesn't have the attribute of being talkative."

Mu Shen corrected: "No, I want to say, she won't violently hurt others, right?"

Lan Jiu rubbed her nose in embarrassment: "...that's not sure."

Mu Shen was worried: "Will injuring the host disqualify us from the competition?"

Lan Jiu said that he would answer this question: "Don't worry, absolutely not, look at the imperial bird!"

Mu Shen: "..."

I'm afraid this group of teammates will not be able to get better.

The radish puller is a small one with a wide reputation. Standing on the stage is the most shining star. At this time, he took the microphone from Jingwei and raised his voice: "Remember Dad's name, pull the radish, welcome to challenge, Sons."

Everyone: "..."

Lan Jiu leaned on Mu Shen's shoulder and laughed: "Look, let me just say it. Pulling carrots is not a chatterbox. Look at this speech, how concise and clear the purpose is."

Mu Qianxiu still fanned the flames and sighed regretfully: "I made a mistake, I would have gone up if I had known!"

Mu Shen: "..."

If hurting the host is not a violation, is it also allowed to beat teammates in the game?

The twenty people on the stage introduced enthusiastically for a long time, probably because of the strange style of the first two paintings, the whole introduction didn't have a normal point, so Lan Jiu took advantage of the situation and kept lying on Mu Shen's shoulders and couldn't get up. I don't know if I'm really laughing or pretending.

After the introduction of the last representative, Jing Wei finally picked up the lottery container, walked up to these representatives one by one, and began to draw lots.

The order of drawing lots was the opposite of the order introduced just now. Pulling carrots became the penultimate lottery draw. Compared to the cautiousness of the others, Pulling Carrots only grabbed one at random. When I opened it, I saw the number "3".

Everyone else came over to look at her signature, most of them heaved a long sigh of relief, only a skinny boy let out a tragic cry.

Obviously, he also has a "3" in his hand.

"Okay, thank you representatives, the lottery is over, and the numbers in your hands are the order of playing tomorrow."

Jingwei said and turned to the crowd: "One more piece of good news. Starting tomorrow, except for the remaining [-] participating teams, the seats are reserved, and the rest of the seats are open to the audience to purchase. In addition, considering the limited capacity of the Xuanshan venue, the mall is now launching live competitions. Or purchase a single game recording and broadcasting function, you can watch the game without leaving home, first come, first served!"

Everyone: "..."

coming!This familiar money-making routine!

Mu Shen also just found out that there was such a thing, and while leaving the scene, he felt helpless and complained to Lan Jiu: "Is this wave of hard work too crazy?"

Lan Jiu shook her head, and it was rare to say something fair for Shennong: "No, what they want is popularity, and more people can watch it to collect more popularity, and popularity can sometimes be equivalent to faith."

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next day

The Hanging Mountain is still overcrowded, but after the official ticket sale today, onlookers are not allowed outside the barrier, which makes it much more refreshing.

The seats of the [-] teams were suspended at the top, clearly distinguishing them from the onlookers.

The hosts were still Jingwei and Huangniao. They unexpectedly didn't do anything today. After a few opening remarks, the two teams in the first group left.

Although the two teams have certain strengths, they are not enough compared to the Yunlan team, so they haven't been able to attract their attention.

Mu Shen leaned himself into the backrest in a relaxed manner, his eyes opened and closed, and he was overwhelmed by heavy sleepiness.

Lan Jiu saw Mu Shen's head bit by bit on one side of her head, as if she was very sleepy, she couldn't help but frowned, and gently patted him awake: "What's wrong? How can you be sleepy?"

Mu Shen's eyes were still foggy due to sleepiness, and his brain was a little dull. The enlarged handsome face in front of him happened to be the most reassuring look for him. Although he vaguely knew that he was in a daze, he didn't bother to force himself to wake up. come over.

Tilting his head to the left, leaning against Lan Jiu's shoulder, he muttered: "It's okay, it's just...it's about to recover, it's normal, don't worry..."

Lan Jiuyin had some guesses, and she was relieved after hearing the words. She held her head on her shoulders and moved to a comfortable position, and said softly, "Sleep, we won't be here until a while."

In his heart, he was secretly thinking about the feasibility of taking Xiao Yunsheng directly on the field for a while.

But reality did not give Lan Jiu this chance.

It was not that the rules of the game did not allow it, but that Mu Shen woke up after the second game started.

Mu Shen was awakened by the shock, and the source of the shock was his panel.

Shaking his dizzy head, Mu Shen yawned, then turned his head and asked Lan Jiu: "What game is this?"

Lan Jiu patted him down with one hand: "Second match."

Mu Shen nodded, then took out the vibrating panel, and was a little surprised to find that it wasn't his usual chat function that was vibrating, but the "task" column that he hadn't clicked on at all.

Mu Shen was a little puzzled, so he clicked on "Mission" casually, and three split screens appeared in front of him, orderly, with notes on "Teacher", "Main Line", and...

Huh?

Mu Shen came to his senses, and it was the last personal task that he marked as "sick" that made the shock.

Mu Xiaoshen seemed to have discovered a new continent, and studied the tasks of the overlord that had been completed in amazement.

"Man, you managed to attract my attention!"

"Are you seducing me?"

"Man, you are playing with fire."

……

This, this is too shameful!

Mu Shen couldn't control the blush on his cheeks for a moment. He didn't dare to turn his head to look at Lan Jiu, and he didn't even dare to move. Although he couldn't see it, he had reason to believe that now he could beat an egg on his face and it would be cooked instantly. !

After the shyness and suffocation came the fatal question, to whom did he say these words?

Is it Brother Nine?

Then, isn't he...

Mu Shen instantly imagined the earthy love-hate entanglement of brazenness, stalker, fierce man afraid of stalking, and ancient quotations all over the screen.

Too embarrassing!

The author has something to say:

Mu Xiaoshen: I don't want to lose face!

Mu Dashen: I'm used to it...