Chapter 635: Little Brother, Calm Down
Cao Zhengxuan and Jiao Zining looked at each other and smiled. The enthusiasm of the audience is really high.
Not to mention children around the age of ten, but young men and girls in their twenties, all of them are scrambling to be the first. The young men in their thirties were embarrassed to shout, "I'll come, I'm coming," but their hands were raised high.
Cao Zhengxuan chose twelve people to come up. These twelve people, there are seven or eight years old children, there are teenage middle school students, there are young people in their twenties, and there are young people in their thirties and forties, in short, there are people of all ages, in terms of gender, seven men and five women.
This was deliberately chosen by Cao Zhengxuan. In order to reflect the participability of the event, so that the audience can feel that this is a game activity suitable for all ages.
The competitiveness of this first batch of contestants was beyond the expectations of the two hosts.
It lasted for ten minutes, and I couldn't count the number of rounds of counting back and forth, and only half of them were brushed off.
The audience erupted in applause.
Cao Zhengxuan and Jiao Zining couldn't help but cheer for the players.
But what I didn't expect was that the remaining six people only lasted for a minute, and four of them were defeated, and soon entered the final showdown - a little boy of seven or eight years old, and a girl in her twenties.
It seems that there is a lot of uncertainty in this counting game.
Jiao Zining stepped forward and asked the names of the two people, "First of all, congratulations on passing five levels and killing six generals, and walking to the final PK field, which is also the most critical PK." Because only the winner of this game can get a 100 yuan shopping value coupon. ”
"Yes, it's cruel to say," Cao Zhengxuan said, "but it's because of the cruelty that this game is exciting." Well, let's take a look at your approval rating before you PK. ”
"If you have confidence in the seven-year-old handsome guy, please raise your hand. Jiao Zining was very cooperative with the audience.
"Please support my grandparents, uncles, uncles, and brothers and sisters!" The elf's little boy actually "canvassed votes" on the spot!
More than half of them raised their hands.
"Please put it down. The support rate of the little handsome guy is very high. Now, if you have confidence in the beautiful girl, please raise your hand!" Cao Zhengxuan said.
"Everybody wants information about me. The girl waved at the audience, a confident smile on her face.
More than half of the people raised their hands.
Why did more than half of them raise their hands? Of course, because there were some people who had faith in both of them, and they raised their hands twice.
"It seems that both of them are very popular," Jiao Zining said, "Then let them use their strength to speak!"
One big and one pee started the final showdown: 1, 2, Papa, 4, 5, Papapa......
These two people are really comparable. The little boy reacted quickly, the big girl had quick thinking, and both had some experience, so the duel lasted for five minutes before the winner was decided - it was the seven-year-old boy who won!
"Thank you, thank you!" The little boy kissed the audience with a very star style, which made many people laugh.
There are also responses to the little boy's flying kiss.
As a result, the atmosphere at the event was unprecedentedly high.
......
The next step was to draw lots. After a few hours, the waiting area for the lottery was full, which means that another group of people have met the conditions for the lottery when shopping.
This time, a full six special signatures were drawn.
And so the second round of counting began.
This time, there were 12 people on stage. is still randomly selected by Cao Zhengxuan, but this time the ages of the players selected by Cao Zhengxuan are concentrated between twenty and thirty. Cao Zhengxuan's doing this is also reasonable. People of the same age group PK is relatively fair. Let the sixty-year-old grandparents and young people PK, it is obviously the grandfathers who suffer. At a certain age, slow reaction is the norm.
These twelve men are exactly six men and six women. Cao Zhengxuan noticed that among the six male contestants, two of them looked abnormal and were a bit suspicious of mixed society. But Cao Zhengxuan didn't mind, and the bastards in mixed society were interested in this activity, which showed that the game was very attractive.
After Cao Zhengxuan and Jiao Zining had a brief conversation with the twelve people, the official PK began. Since it is a very fierce PK, I have never eliminated one after three or four rounds. The sound engineer replaced the music with a more energetic DJ music, which added to the competitive atmosphere. Some of the audience couldn't help but cheer for them.
"Stop, stop, stop!" cried a young man with a lock of hair dyed dark blue above his forehead.
"What's wrong?"
"Why did you stop?"
"Hurry on!"
Players, you say a word to me.
"Go on, you're out!" the young man pointed to the man who said, "Go on." This man is a pot with a lid on his shoulders and a round waist.
"What are you talking about? I'm out?!" the pot head asked.
"Of course you're out," the young man walked straight to the head of the pot, "you counted to nine, you should have slapped nine, and you slapped ten!"
"Click, you're spewing blood! I slapped it nine times! The host knew very well. The head of the pot lid asked Cao Zhengxuan for confirmation.
"Who the is spewing blood?" The young man has a fiery personality, and without saying a word, he punches the front door of the pot head.
The lid of the pot was not wary, and it was really hit.
"Fuck you!" The pot head was obviously not a bully bird, and he immediately punched the young man back and smashed it on the young man's chest.
With a bang, the little young man who was smashed by the punch took three steps back.
"Your grandma's!" the young man snorted again.
And some people came up to persuade them. The young man is not a bird at all. Pushing the person who persuaded him away, Xiao Young raised his foot and kicked the head of the pot.
"Little brother, calm down!" Cao Zhengxuan had to intervene to stop him.
The two of them have such a hot temper, if they are not stopped, the strong atmosphere is bound to be destroyed.
Cao Zhengxuan's big hand grabbed the wrist of the young man.
"You let go!" the young man yelled, struggling vigorously at the same time, trying to break free from Cao Zhengxuan's restraints.
"Little brother, I have something to say. If you have any doubts, let our moderator mediate. Cao Zhengxuan persuaded politely.
"Yes, it was originally for fun, don't hurt the harmony. Jiao Zining also stepped forward to dissuade him.
"I believe in you. He patted it a little more, and you didn't see it, let me go!" The young man glared at Cao Zhengxuan and said.
"What we saw was that he slapped nine times, not much!" Cao Zhengxuan insisted.
"I'm seeing nine too. Jiao Zining said.
"You little Bibi, can you see clearly?" scolded the young man.
"You-" Jiao Zining's face turned red.
"What did you say?" Cao Zhengxuan asked.
"What did I say? I scolded her little Bibi. What, do you have an opinion?" the young man said defiantly.
"Then you can try scolding again?" Cao Zhengxuan asked in a faint low voice.
"Oh, dare you threaten me. Is Lao Tzu a threatened person?Let me let go of my hand and say it!" Xiao Young was very angry because his hand was being grabbed by Cao Zhengxuan all the time.
"Lao Tzu, when did I have such a young Lao Tzu?" Cao Zhengxuan put his hand on his hand.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" the young man suddenly grinned. At the same time, his uncontrollable left hand clenched his fist and hugged Cao Zhengxuan's face.
Offstage, four or five people rushed to the stage with a shout!