Chapter 50: Terrorist Incidents
The turntable was so fast at the beginning that it was impossible for the naked eye to read the handwriting on it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
So where exactly it will stop in the end, no one knows.
All you can do is keep making noise and use all kinds of words and actions to stabilize your fragile defenses.
Finally, after many turns, all the kinetic energy was consumed, and it gradually began to slow down.
"Ah, cut white, don't be a zipline!"
Liu Shiyun didn't dare to look at it anymore, so he simply knelt in front of the turntable. At the same time, clasp your hands together and hold them high above your head.
It was a typical Catholic prayer, perhaps hoping that God would bring him good luck.
Zhang Huizhen was similar, her hands pressed on his shoulders, and she faintly felt her legs weak.
However, what is slightly better than Liu Shiyun is that she still dares to look at the song selection plate, anxiously and melancholy waiting for the results to come out.
Slowly, even slower.
At the same time, everyone also saw that one project after another stood in the row.
"Oh Momo, it's dangerous, isn't it really ......"
"No, the first one is going to ......"
"Ah, please don't say it, it must not be!"
Liu Shiyun listened to the noise of other people in his ears, and he couldn't stand it anymore.
The turntable couldn't have gone any slower, and it struggled to advance a square, finally running out of strength, and finally being blocked by the pointer.
But when they saw the above items clearly, everyone else laughed miserably.
"Hahahaha...... Liu Shiyun, you are miserable! ”
"Daihatsu, the first one is a zipline."
Liu Shiyun and Zhang Huizhen were lying on the song selection plate, staring at the plate that had not moved, as if they wanted to see through it, so that they could find that it was all a scam.
It's just a pity that nothing can be changed.
As the first to stand up for the draw, they unfortunately won the most terrifying zipline.
"I'm on the show for the first time today, why do you do this to me?"
Zhang Huizhen pulled her hair in distress, her eyes were full of tears, and she still couldn't believe her bad luck.
Liu Shiyun wanted to comfort him, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered that he was also a person to be punished, and he didn't seem to have a position to comfort others.
Anyway, it's a joy to see someone unlucky.
"Nuna, don't worry, we will be able to escape the doom."
Park Tae-hyun, who was in second place, stood up proudly, feeling extremely relaxed. didn't even give others a chance to coax, and suddenly turned the song selection wheel.
Maybe in his mind, someone had just been unlucky. Then when it comes to yourself, it should be a different fate.
But when the song disc stopped, the scene burst into laughter.
"Whahaha, the second one, absolutely not!"
Park Myung-so bared his gums wantonly, pointing to the table where the results had already been produced, and his smiling old face was full of folds.
"Taehyun, you're not joking at other people's positions."
Even Yoo Se-yoon and Jang Hye-jin came out of the blow, looked at the stunned Park Tae-hyun and Park Jung-hyun, and teased them.
"Come on, be unlucky with us."
All Park Tae-hyun could do was raise his hand and give himself a slap. At the same time, the expression on his face was only deep remorse.
Just now he unscrupulously laughed at Liu Shiyun's group, but now it seems that he is also unlucky.
After them, the third place finishers were Song Eun-yi and Ok Joo-hyun.
With the lessons of the past, Song Eunyi did not dare to publicize it at all.
"God willing, let's get out of doom. Your devout believers will surely worship every week and be a good person who is not hypocritical. ”
With such a pious heart, Song Eun-yi also turned the song selection plate.
The same order was still the same, and the rotation of the plate gradually slowed down.
When they saw that the pointer was slowly approaching a certain area, Song Eun-yi and Ok Joo-hyun were so frightened that they forgot to breathe.
"No, how can all three groups have the same result?"
"This ...... This...... This ......"
"What the hell?"
And seeing that the conjecture was slowly becoming a reality, everyone was frightened, and they all hid away from the song selection, and they didn't dare to get close.
Finally, when the pointer stopped on the zipline project, even the production team couldn't sit still.
Park Jung-hyuk rushed up with an arrow step, and urgently lay down under the platform to check.
Not only him, but also Jin Youkun and the staff of the props team, searched inside and out.
It's unbelievable, how could it be so coincidental, three sets in a row are the same result.
Don't say that the artists are suspicious, even the production team has to guess, is the song selection plate being manipulated?
It's just that after Park Jung-hyuk and others carefully examined, they didn't find any traces of being manipulated.
"It's not that, PD, why don't we change the way we draw lots?"
Park Myung-so still didn't dare to approach the song selection platform, and the frightened appearance was the first time Park Jung-hyuk had seen it.
"yes, yes, let's get another one. There's definitely something wrong with this table. ”
The others were similar, still having trouble believing that there was no problem here.
Park Jung-hyuk was also surprised and depressed, and it was difficult to trust this platform.
"Alright then, this time we'll use hollow balls to draw lots."
In order to ensure fairness and alleviate everyone's suspicions, when the props team brought the tools, they put the hollow balls with notes in front of everyone and put them into the box one by one.
Even in order to reassure everyone, even the box is assembled in front of everyone and the camera.
In this way, when the show is broadcast, it can also give the audience peace of mind.
After everything started again, Kim Shin-young, who finished fourth, walked up with timid steps and trembled and put his fat hand into the box.
The person holding the box is Park Jung-hyuk, and this time he won't fake anyone.
He didn't believe it, could Kim Shin-young still be able to pull a zipline?
Kim Shin-young grabbed a ball with her eyes closed and slowly took it out.
She didn't dare to look at it herself, so she handed it over to the singer Zhao Guanyu who was in charge of herself.
And Zhao Guanyu was also frightened by this strange atmosphere, and twisted it several times before opening the hollow ball.
Taking out the note inside, he took a deep breath before opening it a little nervously.
But after just one glance, his expression froze.
"How? What is the result? ”
"Isn't it different?"
Some people asked anxiously, and some people simply ran to the side to watch.
But when the people who came over saw it clearly, their expressions were all similar to Zhao Guanyu's.
The staff who saw this scene from a distance covered their mouths one after another.
"Isn't it, is it still the same result?"
Park Jung-hyuk couldn't tell why, but swallowed his saliva with difficulty anyway, and then couldn't help asking, "Zhao Guanyu xi, can you announce it?" ”
Zhao Guanyu moved his head with difficulty, and looked left and right at the people around him who were also stupid. Finally, little by little, the note in his hand was pointed at the camera.
On it, the words "zipline" are written on it!
In the studio, in addition to the fourteen artists on stage, behind the camera, there are almost a hundred good people watching.
Having witnessed this scene with their own eyes, no one could be quiet.
With a bang, it was like an aerial bomb falling into a boiling oil pot, and it exploded completely.
“ohmygod! Is this really what happened? ”
"Dafabet, you can go buy lottery tickets. With a 1 in 7 probability and a 1 in 3,000 chance, all four of them won the same result. ”
"If it's broadcast like this, will the audience suspect us of faking?"
Not mentioning other people's feelings, Park Jung-hyuk was a little dizzy.
In a hurry, he retrieved the note and hollow ball from the hands of Zhao Guanyu and Kim Shin-young, reassembled them, and threw them into the box.
After shaking continuously for a long time, it was sent to Park Huishun's face.
"You come, this time, it must be different."
Park Huishun's eyes are already small, and he is fat, so he has a bit of a cute feeling of a big white bear.
Now the situation is so weird, he feels like his heart is going to jump out. But PD is in front of him, and he has no way to refuse.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he didn't hesitate, and grabbed a ball directly.
His partner BMK has lost the momentum of Power, and is as timid as a mouse.
"Don't, don't open it."
People who don't know think that Park Huishun is holding a bomb in his hand.
"Open!"
Park Jung-hyuk has already gritted his teeth.
As an atheist, he really doesn't believe in evil. Five times in a row, the same result.
Park Huishun couldn't withstand Park Jung-hyuk's urging, and the ball in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties.
It took more than a minute of continuous effort to open the ball.
He unfolded the note again, and after just one glance, he rolled his eyes and fell backwards.
It was still Kim Beom-so and Park Myung-so who were quick and hurriedly supported him. Otherwise, if you hit the hard table, you will have to be injured.
Park Myung-so couldn't bear this mysterious depression, and snatched the note out of Park Huishun's hand.
But he didn't want Park Huishun to have no intention of letting go, he grabbed it so hard, and with a bang, the note broke in two.
But just half of the slip of paper is enough to show what it says.
"Skiing ......"
Everyone knows what these three words mean, but they also make the studio no longer popular.
Everyone couldn't help but take two steps back, while looking at the others in horror. It's as if the people around him are not friends who fight side by side these days, but monsters of the wilderness.
Even Park Jung-hyuk was scared this time, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he wanted to move but couldn't.
How can this damn atmosphere be saved?
He was 100% sure that this time it was a coincidental event with a high probability.
But the question is, if it is broadcast, will the audience be able to believe it?
If you are suspected of counterfeiting, it will be a big problem.
Park Jung-hyuk was frightened at the same time, but he was also urgently turning his brain, thinking of a remedy. (To be continued.) )