When Ling Sheng heard the music end, she let out a smug laugh and pointed at Cheng Ye. “You brat! You want to abduct my daughter? You’re still too young.”
The production team burst out laughing. Let us remind you of something. Don’t forget that you’re playing a game, Little Fairy. If you play like this, your team will lose!
Shangguan Yu, who was also amused by her actions, burst out laughing. The young lady was really interesting. He let out a low cough and said, “It’s our team’s turn now. Let me do it. You defend yourself.”
Ling Sheng got into the groove instantly. When Shangguan Yu hit her, she reached with her hand under his palm and hit him with a crisp slap.
Shangguan Yu could not help but laugh. “Zhu Yuanwai, why didn’t you dodge?”
Ling Sheng, who looked at him like he wasn’t talking about her daughter, urged him. “Scholar Liang, hurry up and marry Ms. Zhu. I wish the two of you a blissful marriage.”
There was a burst of laughter around him. Old Qian could not help but nod and smile. He was extremely satisfied. This natural variety sense was simply amazing. What if he fell in love with this lady?
After Shangguan Yu won, he hurried over to rehearse his lines with Luo Xin. He was the kind of singer who forgot the lyrics during a concert. Without a teleprompter, he could not survive. Reciting lines was a difficult task in his life.
Although he had memorized the lines, Old Qian was so strict that he could not make a single mistake. In the end, the duo was stuck working on the lines for three whole minutes. The music ended.
The first time, the two teams did not complete their missions. During the second round, Ji Fanchen did not allow Ling Sheng to play ‘slap the back of the opponent’s hand’ anymore. He personally stepped forward, while the opponents sent out Gu Shen to defend them.
He landed a hit once and then started the second round, when they exchanged classic lines from “The Butterfly Lovers”.
Ji Fanchen: Look at the two shadows at the bottom of the well. A man and a woman are smiling.
Cheng Ye: Oh Brother Yu, you are a man. You shouldn’t compare me to a woman.
Singing Chorus: One after another, they arrive at the Guanyin Hall.
Cheng Ye: Arriving at the Guanyin Hall, the Guanyin Hall. The child-bestowing Guanyin sits above.
Ji Fanchen: Guanyin has come to be a matchmaker. Come on, come on. As a pair, you and I will make conjugal vows to each other.
The scene was shot in one take. Not a single word was uttered wrong, which stunned the production team. The two of them were breaking the rules! How could they not get anything wrong?
Cheng Ye only reached Ji Fanchen’s shoulder. He looked skinny and small in front of him, making the production team break out in cold sweat.
However, the way Cheng Ye was running while carrying someone on his back made it look effortless, especially given how fast he was running.
The production team, who was worried about Cheng Ye, looked at each other. Oh my god, how many twists and turns do you want?
While carrying a person, he ran over to blow out the candles that had been placed atop a wooden stake. As a result, he had to blow them out with his nose.
If he blew them with his nose, there would definitely be an uncontrollable, hilarious situation. For example, his mucus could fly out. However, the production crew was disappointed. How could a cold and aloof exalted immortal like Ji Fanchen send his mucus flying? In 10 seconds, he extinguished all the candles.
The production team had played this game before, so they had tested it before letting the guests play. It had taken them at least 30 seconds, so they had not expected Ji Fanchen to finish blowing ten candles at one second on average. They wailed internally. How could they continue doing this?
What kind of god-like guests had Director Qian invited? How many skills were they hiding? In order to understand the guests, they had watched “Everyone’s Magical Power Emergence” ten times, but they had not realized that young Little Ye was strong and Ji Fanchen could blow out candles in seconds!
The music was over. Ling Sheng threw a dart and stood three meters away to shoot the balloons. Her weak throw showed no sincerity at all. She was obviously trying not to hit the target, as she did not want the lovers to end up together.
However, who would have thought that the dart, which should have landed softly on the ground, would brush past a balloon? Then, it fell. Peng, peng, peng, peng. Every brush resulted in a burst, causing three balloons to burst in the end.
Ling Sheng looked at her hand in confusion, unable to believe that she had really done it. The balloons had burst. Had she won?
Production Team: You might not believe us if we say it, but we are shocked. This was a godly move!