Guan Yu’s request to win a consolation prize with her talent was ruthlessly rejected by everyone, leaving her to exit dejectedly.
Lin Xixi finally got to go up and draw the lottery.
With a quick grab and release, she pulled out a ’3,’ giving Li Yang three chances to revive.
"Three tis! Lin Xixi, you’re amazing! You’re like a goddess of luck!"
Li Yang was so excited he jumped up, looking around for soone to share his joy with.
Mu Qiu on the right cooperated with a high-five, but when he turned to the left, all he saw was the impassive, dark face of Guan Yu.
"...Forget it... Lin Xixi, you are truly amazing!"
The Blue Team celebrated wildly while the other two teams could only watch in envy.
Qi Feng eagerly raised his hand, "Director, let’s get on with the next round of gas!"
Shu Ran also raised her hand, "I want to ask, how many rounds of gas are there? Wasn’t it supposed to be over two days?"
Actually, she wanted to ask if they could replay the pool ga.
The director’s expression suddenly beca gratified, showing a kind of "finally soone found this bug I set up for you" profundity.
He didn’t answer imdiately, just raised the gaphone to his mouth, smiling at everyone.
After a few seconds, everyone’s attention was on him, full of disbelief.
Guan Yu widened her eyes, "No way, director? Really playing for two days?"
"Unlimited gas?!"
"So aweso?!"
"So there are lots more gas waiting for us? Will they be as fun as the pool ga?"
"Wait a minute! I only have two chances left! Director, if you had said the gas were unlimited, I would have cherished my jet spray chances!!!"
"It’s impossible to be unlimited, right? Can the show team co up with so many gas? Two days are enough to play through this Little Paradise twice."
These comnts ca from Qi Feng, as Mu Qiu glanced over at him, the slender, handso type, who in contrast to Cheng Zhirang, had no attraction for her at all.
She smiled at Qi Feng and said, "Up next, the director will be thinking, it’s ti for you to experience the might of the show team."
As far as she knew, the scriptwriters had co up with countless ideas day and night, printing piles of A4 paper only to throw them away and print more.
Since the director said to make her useless, they obviously had to bypass plots already used in her books and avoid scenarios from other existing shows. They even had to consider that competitors might quickly copy the ideas once the show aired, so they would never run out of ga ideas, only have more.
After all, doing one episode at a ti could easily be halted by competitors, so it’s better to prepare in advance, and even if sothing goes wrong, they can replace it with other prepared gas.
After she finished this sentence, the director nodded with a smile and said, "Indeed, it’s ti for you to witness the might of the show team."
"So it can really be unlimited?!"
The director brought out a supply of punishnt items, saying, "The gas in this episode have no limit on the number of plays. Just like a challenge, the number of punishnts you can take is your only currency, non-transferable and non-exchangeable. As long as you can maintain punishable chances without hitting zero, you can continue playing until one team has all its mbers hit zero. When we were discussing this rule, I thought soone would spot this bug."
Mu Qiu clicked her tongue, "We all thought it was three rounds, starting and finishing within three rounds. After all, no one has ever seen this kind of manic unlimited score-chasing in the variety show family."
She replaced the director’s term of the challenge with score-chasing, and Cheng Zhirang, standing on the other side, raised an eyebrow.
"It is indeed score-chasing. To win or lose by playing gas, playing gas consus your currency (punishnt chances), because almost no one can maintain the sa expression in the ga. They will surely be punished and consu their chances, and if consud, they need to play gas to earn them back. If everyone can persist, this is an infinite loop cycle."
This concept of score-chasing is very summarizing.
Mu Qiu nodded in agreent while listening, and while others were still struggling to understand, the two of them had already completed the basic actions of storyteller and listener.
After Mu Qiu nodded, the others gradually realized.
Shi Yuhuai reacted quickly, "So we just play until one team has all its mbers hit zero?"
"Great!" Li Yang had nine chances to revive, and he was thrilled, "Unlimited gas! Can we replay the ga we just played?"
Director: "You can."
Shu Ran: "Then what about the other gas? Do we all have to play the sa ga, or can we play what we want individually?"
"How can we decide the top three if we go individually?" Shi Yuhuai said lightly.
Shu Ran was choked, and her excitent and affection for the long-legged Shi Yuhuai by the pool receded like the tide.
"You didn’t have to be so tily with your response."
Shi Yuhuai: "I was just stating the facts to remind you, we are a team."
Shu Ran gave a fake smile in hospitality, "Okay, Brother Huai."
Then she pretended he wasn’t there and continued to ask the director, "So all three groups together, we decide among ourselves which ga to play next, right?"
The director nodded again.
Happy, she wanted to cue everyone like in other variety shows, suggesting replaying a ga. Generally, guests wouldn’t refuse her.
But as she was about to speak, she suddenly rembered her current situation and the online criticism, and there was soone next to her who might directly reject her suggestion, so she closed her mouth again.
She showed an elegant smile, waiting for others to speak.
Soone just happened to have a different opinion.
Qi Feng suggested they experience gas they haven’t played yet and leave the played ones to replay at the end. This was a standard suggestion with nothing to argue against, and everyone nodded in agreent.
"Alright then, it’s settled; director, we decide to go to the third round’s new ga."
The director was non-committal, "Then everyone, please change clothes first, and proceed to the location of the third round ga, Sunshine City."
Because of the live broadcast, everyone had to change clothes quickly. Inside the container-like houses on the beach, there were separate shower and changing rooms for boys and girls.
The four girls entered the room simultaneously, all draped in large towels, their hair still dripping wet.
Mu Qiu wrapped the large towel like a blanket, naturally taking the last spot in line.
Shu Ran was the first to enter the shower room, while Guan Yu went into the changing room to get small towels for everyone to dry their hair, sitting on the bench and sighing sadly.
"I only have two chances left..."
Lin Xixi laughed, her dimples showing, "Sister Guan Yu, you’re still thinking about this now."
"Well, director’s tone definitely implied there are lots of fun gas, and I’ve just found my joy—oh my, Mu Qiu, your figure is way too good!"
Mu Qiu, who was raising her hand to dry her hair, imdiately shook the large towel to cover herself in the front.
"Don’t covet what isn’t yours."
"..."
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