In fact, these people are not malicious, but the content of the story and the current scene make people really can't hold back their laughter.

By no means basing one's own happiness on the pain of others, by no means!

Finally, in Zhang Xinrou's apologetic words, Wang Huai's team withdrew.

Now the pressure is on the fourth group.

After cheering each other on, all the members of the fourth group took the stage, a total of four people, and began their own performances.

In fact, in general, the performance of the fourth group is very good, and it is enough to participate in the finals on other talent shows, but unfortunately their opponent is Wang Huai.

After the captain made a high note, the show ended with applause.

The four judges took turns to score the scores, and in the end, the average score of the judges in the fourth group was fixed at 93 points.

There was no surprise in the on-site scoring session, Wang Huai's team won with a score of 630:290, as for how many sympathy points there were, I don't know the face points.

[Ding, the system has detected that the host task has been completed, please ask if you want to receive the task reward now.] 】

Wang Huai's heart tightened, and the system appeared again, what if it sent me a task after receiving the reward.

Besides, it's in the performance hall now, if it rewards me with a luxury car and an airplane like in the novel, I won't be taken away by the relevant departments to slice and study on the spot?

Ignore it, men have to learn to be cold and violent!

Wang Huai made up his mind not to answer the system, and hoped that he might be able to get stuck with a bug, so that the system would no longer send tasks in the future.

With the end of the four performances, the recording of the third phase was completed.

Afraid that the system would make some moths, Wang Huai hurriedly ran back to the dormitory without even eating dinner after coming out of the performance hall.

Lying on the bed in a panic, always paying attention to whether there is a voice coming from his head.

"Wang Huai, what's wrong with you, your face is so ugly, is it because you are not feeling well?"

When the four of them returned to the apartment, they saw Wang Huai lying on the bed, Jiang Ming put the braised pork he brought for him on the table, and asked with concern.

Wang Huai shook his head and said perfunctorily: "It's okay, it's just that I'm too tired from singing and want to come back early to rest." ”

A few people thought that Wang Huai was just lazy again, and they no longer paid attention to him, Liu Xiaoyi casually advised: "The food I brought you is on the table, hurry up and eat." ”

Wang Huai thought about it, and decisively got up from the bed and started to cook, anyway, it was useless to worry about it, so it was better to eat well.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the lights in the dormitory had been turned off, and several roommates were singing and dancing today, and they were so nervous that they were tired and went to bed early.

Wang Huai was a little relaxed, as if he didn't take care of the system, and the system didn't follow, could it be that the bug card was successful?

As soon as the rotten man was about to get complacent, the cold prompt sound of the system sounded in his head.

[Ding, the selection time has passed, and the system reward will be automatically issued.] 】

Wang Huai's heart sank, he still couldn't hide, and before he had time to be sad, a sleepiness struck, forcibly bringing Wang Huai into a dream.

...

Wang Huai looked at the antique buildings in the house blankly, he remembered very clearly, didn't he just fall asleep after being forcibly rewarded by the system? How did you get here?

"Yang Qingping, why haven't you gotten up yet, how many times have I said it, the moon stick knife is a gun for a lifetime, you can't be lazy for a day, hurry up and practice."

A middle-aged man's voice came from outside the door, pulling Wang Huai out of his thoughts.

Wang Huai couldn't figure it out, he only knew that Yang Qingping in the mouth of the middle-aged man outside the door was most likely shouting about himself.

"Dad, didn't you go to listen to music yesterday, just practice and practice." The young man named Yang Qingping replied.

Wang Huai found himself experiencing the world from Yang Qingping's perspective.

I can't move, I can't speak, it's like watching a movie, but the movie is too real.

It was so real that he could understand all of Yang Qingping's feelings, Yang Qingping could feel his toes bending when he walked, and he could feel his vocal cords vibrating when Yang Qingping spoke.

Is this the reward of the system?

100D big movie?

The young man walked quickly to the small courtyard, and there were constant shouts from the senior brothers who were practicing around him.

On weekdays, I would fight with them, but I got up late today, so I didn't dare to be presumptuous, so I hurriedly pulled out a spear from the weapon rack and played tricks.

Since he was a child, Yang Qingping's marksmanship is very sharp, and there is a sound of breaking the air around it, and after a round of gun flowers, Yang Qing handsomely pierced the spear in the loess.

Holding his head high, he just wanted to pat his chest proudly to show himself, but he was kicked by Yang Huai.

"What are you doing, are you going to busk? How many times have I said that the return horse pistol is the marksmanship of a sneak attack, when did the gun spent? Yang Huai reprimanded angrily.

"Look, I'll show you a show." After Yang Huai finished speaking, he immediately snatched the spear in Yang Qingping's hand, the tip of the spear was behind the ground, and the person ran forward, and inadvertently suddenly turned around and stabbed the tip of the spear.

"The return pistol is a sneak attack marksmanship, it must be used when being chased and killed, when escaping, the return pistol is defeated!"

"Practice!"

Yang Qingping obediently stepped forward, picked up the spear weighing eighty pounds, and practiced the seemingly simple action over and over again.

The teenager has a lot of perseverance, and for a whole day, he is practicing guns in addition to eating, and he has been repeating an action, picking, sending, and piercing.

By the time of dinner, Yang Qingping's arm was already numb, and he could only eat with a spoon in both hands.

But he didn't care at all, he still laughed and laughed with his brothers, obviously he was used to such days.

Wang Huai, whose consciousness has been following him, cursed secretly in his heart, although he can't control his body, his senses are shared with Yang Qingping.

Wang Huai only felt that he was useless now, and for a whole day, the soreness had been tormenting him.

"I just want to make an edit, the dog system! I know that you are not a good thing, and you torture me like this even by sending a task reward, I should have chosen to be a donkey who grinds in the first place! ”

But no matter how much Wang Huai scolded, he couldn't change any of the status quo, he could only endure the soreness and return to the hut with Yang Qingping's perspective.

Yang Huai also came, bringing a bottle of medicinal wine to help Yang Qingping smear his arm, and said casually: "Tomorrow I will go to the dart with your Uncle Pan again, our family is now the largest dart game within a radius of ten miles from Kaifeng City."

The business is getting better and better, and you have to practice martial arts diligently, in case something happens to me one day, you must be able to take over this family business and take good care of your mother. ”

Although Yang Qingping is sensible, he is still a teenager after all, and his father will find him the night before every dart, pretending to be careless and saying these words, he is really tired of listening.

"Don't worry, Dad, your martial arts are so good, every time you dart, you will definitely return smoothly and safely, and I will be a young master of the dart game at home."

But don't worry, as the young master of the dart game, I will definitely practice martial arts well, and I won't lose face for you. ”

Yang Huai shook his head helplessly when he heard this, and said with a smile: "No matter what, you must practice martial arts well, otherwise I will be embarrassed in the future, and I will kick your ass to blossom." ”

The father and son chatted for a while, which was an extremely rare and warm moment for both of them, but the night was getting darker, and Yang Huai could only leave Yang Qingping's hut after some more advice.

Outside the house, Yang Huai glanced back in a very complicated way, guilty, proud, helpless, and all kinds of emotions were indescribable.

...

Wang Huai was in Yang Qingping's point of view, only feeling that time was rushing by like fast forward, Yang Huai came back soon and left quickly, Yang Qingping slowly became mature and stable from a happy teenager.

And the crown, marry a wife, give birth to children, all day long playing horses to win wine The eldest young master has become a man who cares about his family, and Yang Huai's dart game has also gone back and forth with Yang Huai, from the largest dart game within a radius of dozens of miles in Kaifeng to the largest dart game in a radius of hundreds of miles in Kaifeng.

But Yang Huai never let Yang Qingping walk through the dart once.

And Wang Huai followed Yang Qingping's perspective, and slowly discovered that this world seems to be the Great Song Dynasty in the previous life, but there are many differences.

As the dart game got bigger and bigger, there were more and more people in the courtyard, bringing more and more prosperity to the nearby villages that were originally remote, and even occasionally a few exotic vendors could be seen shouting, which made Wang Huai even more suspicious that this was the graceful Great Song in his previous life.

Time passed in a hurry, Yang Qingping's child was about to be three years old, and the days that should have been more and more peaceful were broken by the arrival of Yang Huai one night.

Yang Huai, who is already in his forties, stands in front of a family of three because he has traveled south and north to the wind and sun, and said that I have given you twenty-five years of chic and happy, and this time I took a death dart and wanted you to go with me.

Death darts represent nine deaths and one life, and it can be said that there is no return.

Looking back at his wife and children, Yang Qingping wanted to refuse, but also wanted to persuade his father to stop from now on, the family business is big enough, he has no worries about eating and drinking, and he doesn't have to work as hard as before.

But when he saw his father's weathered face, he couldn't say anything about refusal.

This dart is going to Yunzhou to pick up, and then escorted back to Kaifeng, Yang Qingping thought that although it was a dead dart, there should not be much danger when he went to the trip empty-handed.

But who would have thought that he would be assassinated by thieves just after walking a hundred miles, and then it was ten steps, a threshold, a hundred steps and a mountain, and the danger on the way was shocking.

After dying again and again, Yang Qingping finally couldn't help but collapse, and asked his father angrily: "Our family business has been defeated for ten generations, isn't it good to stop it."

Why did you take such a risk, how much silver did this dart give you, so that you could take your son to the tiger's den in Longtan.

My son, your grandson is only three years old, and if something happens to us all, how can you let two women in the family live with their children? ”

Yang Huai stared at Yang Qingping, wanting to speak and stopping, but finally shook his head helplessly and didn't say anything.

The journey continued, and the group finally arrived in Yunzhou after hardships, and there were only nine of the thirty strong men left.

After receiving the goods in a valley, Yang Qingping finally saw the items that killed several people by the moonlight, just a large box.

It's just such a box, no matter how valuable the contents are, let yourself and others die nine times for a lifetime, and take twenty-one lives, I don't know how thrilling it is to return home, is it worth it?

Yang Huai didn't let anyone see what was in the box, and even forbade anyone to touch the box, and he guarded it like a rare treasure.

Yang Qingping wanted to laugh a little, but he didn't understand why his father was still disregarding life and death for money at such an old age.

After receiving the goods, the team was about to walk out of the border of Yunzhou, and one night, Yang Qingping was surprised to see in the distance that the elder who had been called Uncle Pan since he was five years old, and the elder who had been following his father for 20 years, actually slashed at his father behind him.

Seeing this roar, Yang Huai's apprentices in the dart game drew their knives and slashed at Uncle Pan, and Yang Qingping, who came in a hurry, only heard Uncle Pan say sorry to his father before he died.

Yang Huai was also dying at this time, Yang Qingping couldn't help himself with grief, and asked his father with tears.

"Why the hell, what is the priceless thing that can turn your brothers for twenty years against each other, and there is not much left of our brothers in the dart game."

Yang Huai endured the pain, took out a letter in his arms with all his strength and handed it to Yang Qingping: "Son, since I am going to die, then this dart is all up to you, I wrote all kinds of reasons in the letter early, I am afraid that it is too late to tell you at this time, and you will understand after reading it." ”

After saying a few words, Yang Huai's hanging breath also swallowed.

Yang Qingping cried bitterly to bury his father, and kicked the box away with a revenge when he went back, wanting to see what kind of rare treasure he had put on this trip, so that his father would never forget it until he died.

But as soon as the box was opened, others were stupid, and what was contained in it was actually a box of white bones, and after half a salary, Yang Qingping, who came back to his senses, leaned against a big tree and read the letter left by his father.

Wang Huai, who had been following the whole thing, sighed secretly, he didn't know how depressed he was, he had vaguely guessed something since he knew that this dart was picked up in Yunzhou, and he was even more sure at this time.

The bones in the box should be called Yang Ye.

The Great Song Dynasty Yang was invincible, fought countless battles in his life, made many achievements, defeated the Liao people one after another, and the last battle should have recovered the last lost territory for the Great Song Dynasty.

But when the Central Plains was about to be unified, the current saint Zhao Da died inexplicably, and Zhao Er, who succeeded to the throne, was far less ambitious than his brother.

This Zhao Er is pretentious again, claiming to be a martial god, and he will overhead the main generals of the three armies, and instruct the literati who supervise the army in the air, so that the three armies will march together.

and then secretly used some means, causing Yang Ye's army to fall into a state of isolation.

The Liao army besieged Yang Ye and others to death.

But how could the loyal Yang family generals be captured, even if they die, they must replace some more enemies for the Great Song Dynasty, and their allegiance is never to the Holy Lord, but to the Great Song Dynasty!

In the end, under the cold eyes of the two armies, Yang Ye fought to the death, and finally ran out of food, died in a foreign land, and Yang's invincible life came to an end.

But since then, the sixteen states of Yanyun have always been a thorn in the hearts of the Han people, and the land has never been recovered.

The Liao State also grew stronger and stronger, and always ignored the Great Song Dynasty's desire to return the bones of the old general to the Song Dynasty.

Even Emperor Liao also set up a Yang Invincible Temple for Yang Ye, and the Great Song God of War wanted the enemy emperor to set up a shrine, what a humiliation.

That's the background.

As for Yang Huai...

I heard that Yang Ye's seven sons have a son, and Yang Liulang's descendants are still there.

If you guessed correctly, this dart should have been secretly sent by the saint, and "Uncle Pan" should also be a saint.

He never really thought about letting Yang Ye's bones return to Song, nor did he ever think about letting a few people go back alive.