Chapter 291: Inhuman (99) (1st update + 2nd update + 0.5 update of 8,400 thunderbolts) [VIP]
"Hey... you look familiar, buddy," Huangmao scratched his short golden hair, fully displaying the straightforwardness of his other half, "Have we met before? You're from the business circle, have you sponsored our team?"
When selecting the cast, the production team probably also took into account issues such as the need for the show to not be a dull one, and the selection was very balanced.
Hong Conghua and Huangmao are the most extroverted ones. One is a motorcycle racer with a wide circle of friends, ranging from here to France. The other is a cartoonist who has been active recently. He surfs on 5G and knows many popular Internet memes. Although he looks a bit aloof, he becomes easy-going after introducing himself to everyone and getting to know them.
The function is to liven up the atmosphere.
As for the remaining Bai Jinshu, under Lao Wu's shaping, his external image is completely different from his private performance. He is gentle, considerate and has high emotional intelligence. Xiaoying is really gentle and considerate. Although he is the only one among the six people who is not well known in the barrage, he seems to be a good person at the moment.
It is the glue of the team, at least it prevents everyone from quarreling in front of the camera.
The remaining Nian Yu and this big guy are relatively taciturn, but Nian Yu has a special identity and is a well-known scholar who has been reported many times by CCTV. The remaining big guy has an explosive identity. Not to mention the barrage, no one understands why he came to participate in the variety show.
The two much-discussed identities make up for the two people's silent personalities.
"Yes," Xiaoying said with a smile, "Brother Huangmao's team is very popular recently, and many companies have invested in sponsorship. Maybe I met him when I signed the sponsorship agreement..."
"What team? I don't know," she said halfway, and the big shot sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said casually, "I was invited to a financial program on CCTV-2."
This explains why Huangmao felt he looked familiar.
"Then we all know each other in advance," Xiaoying said with a smile, "Then let's..."
"I don't know you," she said before the big man interrupted her coldly, "Who are you all?"
The scene suddenly became awkward.
Everyone looked at each other and saw a little embarrassment in each other's eyes.
From the perspective of the audience, the paid live broadcast audience was quite excited:
[Is it coming? The reserved program among the guests in each season, the troublemaker provokes all the members? 】
【Here it comes, here it comes! 】
[The harmonious atmosphere in the beginning almost made me fall asleep. ]
【These sixty years were not wasted. 】
[I said the atmosphere was too harmonious before. I paid a membership fee of 59.9 to watch the live broadcast. I didn’t come here to see a loving family. I wanted to see a quarrel! Overturning the table! Fighting! Fast forward to after the show was recorded and they went out to get revenge in private! They exposed each other’s dirty laundry and all the posts were trending! They quarreled on Weibo and sent each other 1,000-word essays! ]
[The netizen in front of me whose IP address is from the north of the sea, please calm down and don’t fast forward so fast, this is only the first day. ]
[It’s so funny, the guests of the seventh season quarreled with each other until the end, and they sent each other 1,000-word essays. This joke is going to get out of hand, right? ]
【Speaking of this person who is so arrogant, who is he? 】
[Didn’t I introduce him before? He is a big shot in the economic circle. ]
【Why do people from the business circle come to variety shows? 】
[How do we know this?]
[However, I found the program on CCTV-2, and he is indeed a big shot. It is said that he graduated from an Ivy League school and worked on Wall Street. Only his English name, Hibiscus, was disclosed. He just returned to China recently. His assets are probably hundreds of times that of others 23333]
[How do you read this? A class representative, please help. ]
[Herbiskus, translated as hibiscus.]
[The evil bourgeoisie, their names are all so long. ]
[Great, I want to see a fight.]
[Oh no, I hate the rich. ]
【Those who hate the rich gather here to watch Landlord. 】
[The big boss in the economic circle called the landlord, three points. 】
The awkward atmosphere became even more awkward because of these comments.
The happy atmosphere just now suddenly fell to freezing point. The live broadcast screen was placed in the middle of the hall. It was obviously a design and bad taste of the program team, so that everyone gathered here could see the barrage in the live broadcast room.
When the atmosphere of the barrage is friendly, for example, when everyone is introducing themselves to each other and everyone's fans are swiping the screen, this design can indeed be a small design that quickly warms up the atmosphere.
But when the atmosphere of the barrage is... well, like it is now, it becomes quite awkward.
The position of the screen is where everyone can see it as soon as they look up. Everyone can see it, but everyone has to pretend not to see it. For a moment, everyone tacitly lowers their heads and pretends to be busy, and they just don't look at the barrage of embarrassing content.
Although this person is a bit tactless, it is a bit weird to complain about him in private and watch the barrage with him in person saying [I want to see the big boss in the economic circle provoke everyone to leave the show and then retaliate behind their backs and make his black material become a trending topic]!
In such an awkward situation, the vague dissatisfaction that had arisen when he asked "Who are you all?" disappeared, and everyone was trying to find new topics to avoid this issue.
But apparently, some people don't think so.
"Fight the Landlord..." The boss with a long name, Herbisk, was dressed appropriately. He sat on the sofa with his hands clasped together as if he was sitting at the chairman's table of a board meeting. His tone was serious as if he was reading the company's financial statements for the year. "Why do we need to play Fight the Landlord?"
These three words were passing across the center of the screen a few seconds ago.
Bai Jinshu heard the yellow-haired guy next to him take a loud breath: "He's looking at this thing? Can't he be more EQ and pretend not to see it!"
Bai Jinshu: ...
Doesn't this reveal that you were also watching and pretending not to see it, yellow-haired?
Everyone is trying to find ways to avoid this embarrassing topic, but you have to sell yourself out and drag everyone else into it, and then show the world that you don't have high emotional intelligence, right?
Seeing that he couldn't avoid this topic, Bai Jinshu glanced at the barrage and found that there was a message on it: "Isn't Ersi well-known in the circle for his high emotional intelligence? Save him!"
Wu Zongling: I advise you to stop.
It's fine if you give him a reference book of 24 character settings, but you also need to post comments? Can you let your artists walk independently?
Who is well-known in the circle for high emotional intelligence?
But under the eager expectation of his agent, Bai Jinshu still twitched his lips inwardly, his face was gentle and his voice was calm, and he argued along the meaning of the barrage: "Dou Dizhu is a card game, and the barrage means that they want to see us play this game."
"Play games?" The big boss in the economic circle frowned.
"Well... to be precise, it's poker. It's a poker competition game that usually involves four people, divided into two camps..." Bai Jinshu thought for a moment, "It seems a bit strange to just talk about the rules. How about this, why don't we play a game? It's always clearer to practice directly than to listen to the concepts."
He rummaged under the table and found playing cards, mahjong and some common card games in the apartment prepared by the program crew.
"Do you want to play a game together?" Bai Jinshu shook the poker cards he found and asked the remaining people.
The topic was quickly changed, and everyone's face flashed a trace of relief. Xiaoying, who was the most considerate, quickly responded: "I'll join."
"Then... add me in." Hong Conghua was a little hesitant, but because it was a live broadcast, he probably still wanted to maintain his image and not become a marginal figure in the camera, so he raised his hand.
"I want to come too, I want to come too!" The silly yellow-haired guy raised his hand excitedly, "I'm the best at playing Landlord. I've already accumulated more than three million Happy Beans!"
Finally, some non-awkward content appeared on the barrage:
[I can prove it is true. Huangmao was playing Landlord in his last live broadcast.]
[I reached the King's level in one go, and won three million from the 5,000 beans given by the system.]
[It was broadcast for more than seven hours. When it started, I checked it out and saw that they were playing Landlord. When it ended, I checked it out and they were still playing Landlord.]
[I played for more than seven hours in one go. It can be seen that I really like Landlord 23333]
Huangmao is actually a fan of playing Landlord.
Bai Jinshu resisted the urge to raise his eyebrows subconsciously, pursed his lips slightly, and looked at Nian Yu, the only one who hadn't expressed his opinion.
[I won't come,] Nian Yu typed a line of words on her phone and pointed at them, [You already have enough people, and there's one more.]
"There are enough people..." Huang Mao paused for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Oh? That's right, there are four people playing Landlord, plus I have five people, who among you can quit?"
"Or else those who can't play should quit!" He slapped his thigh and said honestly, "It's boring to play cards with people who can't play! Let the four of us who can play play, and he will learn it after watching a few games!"
After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.
Bai Jinshu heard Hong Conghua take a choking breath.
Brother, aren't we playing cards just to bring up the topic of this big shot in the economic circle, and by the way, start a new topic to quickly get him familiar with everyone?
You exclude him because you want to exclude him for thirteen days, so that he can really get out and take revenge on everyone, and then everyone's black material will be on the hot search together, and finally you will send each other 1,000-word essays on Weibo!
"What's wrong?" The yellow-haired man looked at everyone with unusual honesty.
The comments were so funny:
[Brother Huangmao is indeed Brother Huangmao. I can't leave. One of you should step aside.]
[Brother Huangmao, I want to join your fan group but it is full. Can you please quit? ]
[Brother Huangmao, I want to join your team but they are not accepting any more people. Can you please retire for a while? ]
[Brother Huangmao is the owner of three million happy beans. Those who can't play cards should get out.]
[The boss doesn’t know how to play cards but he might write a 1,000-word essay. ]
[To be more precise, the boss will hire someone to write a 1,000-word essay and let everyone's negative information fly everywhere. ]
[Many years later, facing the negative information about himself all over the Internet and the 1,000-word essay, and having no money to pay the sky-high penalty, Huangmao, who was about to go into the adult entertainment industry, still remembered that afternoon when he played cards.]
【Details of going into the sea. 】
[Sooner or later, Brother Huangmao will kill you fans. ]
"No need," Bai Jinshu opened his eyes slightly and said in a gentle tone, "You four can just play cards. Herbisk and I will join you."
"Is it okay to call you that?" He tilted his head and looked at the big boss in the economic circle who was a few people away from him. "If you don't know how to fight, I'll join you."
Within his sight, the big man nodded, which was considered as tacit approval.
Bai Jinshu curled the corners of his lips, walked behind him, and asked the remaining three people for their opinions: "Is this arrangement okay now?"
"Okay, okay, okay," the yellow-haired man had only playing cards in his eyes, "Come on, come on, I'm ready!"
"Since there are five of us playing cards, can you, Nianyu, shuffle and deal the cards?" Under the expectant gaze of the yellow-haired man, Bai Jinshu did not take out the cards himself, but instead handed them to Nianyu who was not participating.
Nian Yu nodded. It was obvious that he also knew how to play poker. He took the cards and started shuffling them.
Finally, a few comments were made:
[This emotional intelligence immediately determines the level of the family members. ]
【Brother Huangmao: Those who don't know how to play cards, get out. Ersi: Everyone, join in. Nianyu will shuffle and deal the cards.】
[This family is still together thanks to Ersi. 】
[As expected of someone in the entertainment industry, he does have a high EQ. Who said before that he has a high EQ in the entertainment industry? Compared to our Huangmao brother, he really has a high EQ.]
[It is only in comparison that there is a difference. 】
[Many years later, when the four of them were faced with the scandal and the 1,000-word essay, they still remembered the afternoon when they played cards with the high-EQ guy.]
[When have I ever seen this lame joke and not laughed? ]
[After many years, I have had enough of you guys...]
Nian Yu finished shuffling the cards and began dealing them in silence.
Everyone changed their seats very consciously. The small round table in front of the sofa was moved and people sat at the four corners.
The big boss of the economic circle sat on the sofa, Bai Jinshuo was strongly protesting against Huang Mao——
“You are sitting so far away from him and our table is so small, what if you see my cards?” So he had to squeeze shoulder to shoulder with this big guy.
"When playing poker, you should hold the cards like this," he said, picking up the cards from the table and instructing the boss to hold the cards. "Each card should spread out in this arc to form a fan shape."
He reached out and corrected the other person's card holding posture, his palm slightly covering the back of the other person's hand, and very politely held it from a short distance, "Yes, press the middle with your thumb, so that you can hold a handful of cards."
"Why do you have to hold it like this? Can't you just hold it in your hand?" the boss asked, tilting his head.
"Hmm..." Bai Jinshu was startled by his sudden turn of head, and leaned back slightly to avoid the other person's face that was too close and unaware. "If you hold it this way, you can see every card clearly, and after you get the new cards later, you can quickly classify them and match each special pair."
"Oh." After getting the answer he wanted, the boss nodded, turned his head back and started to organize.
Bai Jinshu let out a breath slowly.
Apart from their special side, the other three people beside them had already sorted out their cards and were holding their chins, waiting for Herbisk to finish.
"Like this, this card and this card together," Bai Jinshu stretched out his hand, took a card from his hand, and inserted it next to another one, "This is a special pairing, and we can play them together."
The boss's fingers brushed the back of his hand slightly and picked up another one, curling the corners of his lips: "So this one should be here."
He learns very quickly.
"Yes," Bai Jinshu said softly, "This pair, this pair, are both pairs in Landlord."
"Are you guys done yet..." Huang Mao knocked on the table in boredom, "Hurry up, we've been sorting out the cards for quite some time."
Bai Jinshu felt that the big man next to him looked up at him without emotion.
"It will be ready soon." He nodded, and his hands moved quickly. He and Herbisk's hands moved quickly among the cards together. They had a tacit understanding and adjusted all the cards in less than ten seconds.
However, it was inevitable that it was rubbed several times during the period.
The hands of this...economic tycoon are quite cold.
Bai Jinshu subconsciously looked at his clothes, a three-piece suit. It seemed that he was not hot even with so many clothes on.
In the comments on the living room, most of the fans seem to be Huangmao:
[It can be seen that Ersi is trying hard to make the boss and everyone feel close, while Huangmao really wants to play cards. ]
[Our Huangmao brother is like this, he is a fool. ]
[The boss with the name "Very Long" gave him a look full of murderous intent and black material when he heard his words, and then withdrew his smile.]
[What the hell is a big boss with a long name...]
[I can't remember, Herbisk is too long, why not call him He Si. ]
[You also want to be retaliated by the boss after he leaves the show, right? ]
[Er Si, please save us Huang Mao. We are mixed-race. We are not good at Chinese and cannot write 1,000 words.]
[Brother Huangmao can write 1,000 words in English, because the big guy who exchanges short essays with him is also a returnee and can read English. ]
[Oh my god, I laughed so hard that I collapsed. ]
On the screen, the live broadcast was showing the game going on in the villa in real time. In order to avoid capturing the cards, the public camera intelligently turned to a position where the poker cards in the hands of the four people could not be captured.
Huangmao thought he had good cards and called landlord. Xiaoying played two straights in a row, and Hong Conghua next to him continued to play cards according to Xiaoying's cards.
Bai Jinshu glanced at the cards and gently held down the boss's eager hand: "We can't afford it."
Compared with these three people, they seemed to be bullying the only big guy who didn't know how to play poker and could only play cards one by one.
Bai Jinshu had only given some simple instructions in the early stages, and stopped the big guys when they were about to play a big card at an inappropriate time. In the later stages, when Nian Yu had almost run out of cards, he pointed to the biggest card in his hand and said, "Play this now."
Herbisk threw a bomb as instructed and successfully got the right to play a card in the next round.
"And this one," Bai Jinshu pointed to a straight, "They can't connect with this card."
"Are you cheating?" The yellow-haired man leaned back cautiously, "How do you know we can't connect? Did you look at my cards?"
"I calculated it," Bai Jinshu nodded, "We're almost done with the cards. It's easy to remember what cards are on the field now. It's easy to calculate what combinations of cards you have in your hands."
As expected, three is not enough.
"And this pair," Bai Jinshu leaned in and pointed at the remaining straight pair, "They can't afford it either."
Herbiskus placed five cards on the table between his slender fingers.
"Shit," the yellow-haired man scratched his hair, "I'm just one step away!"
"You don't have 7, so you can't connect," Bai Jin said in a gentle voice, "because all the 7s have been played out just now, and there is no number left on the field."
"Isn't that right?" Hong Conghua thought for a moment, "Counting this one just now, I played a pair of sevens and you have a seven, plus one more."
"Here we are," Bai Jinshu curled the corners of his lips, and the hand that was about to draw a card bumped into the other hand, "You come."
Herbisk took the last pair from the deck and said, "They can't afford this either. If each card only has four, they don't have any Jacks left."
"Yes," Bai Jinshu nodded, "These straights were just made up. They don't have that many cards anymore. The cards in their hands are scattered."
Xiaoying held her chin in her hand and said, "It's not fair. There are two of you keeping track of the cards."
"But Herbisk doesn't know how to play poker, so it's useless to remember it," Bai Jinshu smiled slyly, "Besides, aren't you also feeding cards to Huangmao?"
"I'm his fan," Xiaoying said calmly, "Of course I have to feed him the cards. Besides, who would have thought that you guys would remember the cards when playing cards?"
“That’s right,” Hong Conghua said, “The only date I can remember is my deadline.”
"I usually only remember the track data," Huang Mao said sincerely, "How can someone remember the cards when playing Landlord? Are you two human?"
"This one, and then this one," Bai Jinshu shrugged amid everyone's complaints, pointing at the last two cards in the boss's hand. He accurately calculated that after a round of the other three people had played their cards, the last person's card happened to be smaller than the one in their hands.
"If it was Happy Landlord, your three million Happy Beans would belong to us now," Bai Jin said, shaking the last card, "We won."
The next player, Hong Conghua, quickly received the last card.
"Tsk," Huang Mao said, admitting defeat. "What's your account number? I'll transfer Happy Beans to you."
"I don't play Landlord," Bai Jinshu blinked, "You should keep it."
"Ah?" The yellow-haired man was stunned for a moment. "Then you have to accept the loss if you lose. We didn't tell you what we were betting on before we started fighting. I saw in other variety shows that the punishment for losing was push-ups or drinking bitter melon juice or something..."
"Hmm..." Bai Jinshu held his chin up, thinking thoughtfully for a few seconds, then pointed to the door and said in a gentle tone, "Then why don't you go get the mission card for us? When we were playing cards just now, it seemed that the director had been waiting at the door for a while."
[It’s over, the yellow-haired brother has been completely exposed by the comparison. ]
[For the first time, I felt so intuitively what low EQ, high EQ, and ordinary people are. ]
[This is too high of an EQ! Help me! If I had a little bit of this EQ, I wouldn't be in such a mess in the workplace.]
[Brother Ersi, hello, Yasasi, Brother Ersi...]
[It’s really hard to imagine that the psychopath in the summer movie was played by Er Sige.]
[I'm crying, my family, Ersi is such a great guy, I don't think he would quarrel with others on Weibo, it's a big loss for him to come to our show.]
[I feel like I will be framed and unable to defend myself.]
【Then he was blacklisted by the entire Internet. 】
【Then he was put on ice.】
[Finally, he couldn't afford the high penalty and left the industry. 】
【Betting on everything will only harm you. 】
[Hey, hey, hey, does anyone still care about the director at the door? ]
Everyone turned their heads and, as expected, the variety show director was sitting at the door of the room, waving at the camera: "You guys were playing poker, so I didn't go over there."
"Ah, I didn't see it," the yellow-haired man scratched his head, trotted over, took the six cards from the director, and stuffed them directly into Bai Jinshu's hand, "Why are there six more cards?"
"It seems to be divided according to the pattern." Bai Jinshu studied it for a while, then took out a piece of paper with a picture of a racing car and handed it to him. "This is yours."
"This is a telepathic note." He handed it to the entomologist.
"This is this one of Hong Conghua... ? Um, a pigeon?" He handed it to Hong Conghua.
"My Q version image," Hong Conghua took it and looked at the card. "What are you?"
"Here is my racing car." The yellow-haired man waved the sign in his hand.
"Mine is a small stage," Xiaoying flipped it over and took a look, "it's a box for shadow puppetry."
Nian Yu shook the card in her hand, and the intelligent AI voice in the phone read out the words she typed: [insect].
"Well... this is for the two of us." After distributing them around, Bai Jinshu handed one of the remaining two cards to Herbisk beside him, and finally all the task cards were distributed.
The director held a box and stopped everyone from unpacking it with a smile. He said, "Before you unpack it, let's take a look at the main process of these thirteen days."
The director shook the box and motioned for everyone to come up and draw.
"Who's coming?" Hong Conghua turned his head.
"Nian Yu," Bai Jinshu smiled, "We were playing poker just now, and she didn't seem to be participating at all."
Nian Yu walked forward, rummaged around in the box for a long time, and pulled out a small piece of paper.
"What is it?" Hong Conghua stood on tiptoe curiously.
The director took the note, unfolded it and took a look, then raised his eyebrows with interest: "Secret Group."
"What is this?" Everyone looked at each other.
"During these thirteen days, everyone needs to explore and uncover what happened in this mysterious villa. Completing the challenge will give you more clues."
The director smiled and said, "As for the secret group, everyone will have a mysterious identity. This identity cannot be known to others, and you don't know it yourself. All clues may not be correct. You need to explore to know your true identity."
"If you reveal all of someone's secrets, you can get them out. Of course, you can also choose to make a private deal without revealing the other person's identity," the director put the box back. "After thirteen days, if the exploration is successful, it will be considered a team success. If you keep your secret identity, it will be considered an individual success. If you complete the tasks attached to your secret identity, it will be considered an additional success."
He blinked: "Now, you can open the first clue."
There have been many comments on the barrage:
[Eh, the system has been changed? ]
[It should have been changed long ago, right? According to the previous variety show model, it would definitely not be able to support live broadcast. 】
【That’s true.】
[This kind of live broadcast with a little bit of reasoning and werewolf killing is definitely more interesting. 】
[It can also provoke a little more conflict (]
[I can already imagine everyone turning against each other and exposing each other's past. ]
[If this were in the seventh season, the essay would have to be 2,000 words to explain what happened during the recording of the show.]
【It’s so funny.】
[The production team really knows what we want to see. Yes, we just want to see everyone fighting. ]
【The program team chose the style with the most bullet comments. 】
[Fight! Fight! Pull his hair! ]
【I am afraid that the world will not be in chaos. 】
Everyone around started to open their own task cards. Bai Jinshu also took a small knife from the table next to him and cut open the wax seal.
Inside the small envelope is a black gold-stamped card, which feels thick and has a good texture.
[I heard that before entering here, someone recruited a companion to explore together, and his companion also obtained the same information. But they don't know who each other is, and they can't let others find out that they are companions. ]
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