Chapter 60: Deserters or Dogs

The arrow was not the most preferred shape, and due to the limitations of physics, it only drew an extremely rapid parabola in the air, and then fell downwards with a click.

Seeing the crowd around him, the fan hurriedly bent down, quickly picked up the arrow, and then raised it high above his head.

Seeing this, the people around who originally wanted to squat down and snatch had no choice but to give up the idea of continuing to fight.

The fan followed the staff to the stage, and Wang Xiaoyu began to draw the bow and shoot arrows at this time, and several arrows flew out and fell into the audience one after another, and a total of ten lucky spectators were selected.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or Wang Xiaoyu's intention, an arrow happened to fall into Zhang Qianqian's hands, and two links were drawn in succession, which made many fans around her secretly grit their teeth with jealousy.

"Let's invite these ten lucky friends to the stage, and at the same time, let's encourage the cute little fish! Next up is our second level, which is quick to see and do. ”

I saw a few staff members carrying two strangely shaped machines to the stage, the machines were like two small trees made of steel, each machine was about the height of an adult, and there were many sticks fixed to it.

Yang Zixuan took advantage of the time when the staff arranged the props, took the lead in applauding Wang Xiaoyu, and then began to introduce the rules of the next game in the interactive session.

"If you want to become a qualified sword immortal, reflexes and hand speed are the most basic qualities, and our general this time is General Jiang Guoda, Prince Longyang."

Qian Jiahao took the initiative to take a step forward when he heard that he was on the field, he straightened his chest with high spirits, and tried his best to show the appearance of the general he imagined.

It's just that his height is difficult to reflect the majesty of the general, and the audience in the audience just feels a little cute when they look at him, but Wang Xiaoyu on the side shouts "Brother Jiahao is so handsome" for face.

Wang Quan looked at the girl beside him with a somewhat strange expression, and found that she was looking at Qian Jiahao with a look of admiration, and suddenly had an inexplicable sense of crisis.

"There are a total of ten short sticks on each machine, and they will fall off the branches at an irregular rate after the game starts, all you have to do is to catch the most sticks as much as possible, as long as you can catch more short sticks than our Longyang prince, it will be considered a victory, please ask a few of our friends to step forward in turn."

At her suggestion, Qian Jiahao stood still in front of one machine, and the lucky audience who had just been shot by Wang Xiaoyu stood in front of another machine, in the order in which they had just come on stage.

Although it is just a common game in the playground, the fans on the stage are having fun thinking about the prizes, and the audience is also watching with relish by the atmosphere.

Although Qian Jiahao is not very old, his reaction speed and movements are not slow, and the number of short sticks he receives each time is more than half, which makes the six fans who were originally full of interest a little regretful, and the four fans who have successfully broken through the level, including Zhang Qianqian, are overjoyed and are ready to compete in the final level.

Offstage, Qian Lai looked at his son's achievements, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was recorded by Zhao Hao, who had been observing from the audience, and the cameraman who commanded the program team of "Dad is in charge".

"Although there are some regrets, I still want to thank you for your active participation", Yang Zixuan motioned to the staff to send the stills posters signed by all the crew members, as well as the cute five poisonous beast dolls, and sent down the audience who lost this round.

She glanced at the remaining two men and two women in the audience, and once again encouraged the remaining few people on the stage with applause, and at the same time commended Qian Jiahao for his performance just now.

"Next, let's move on to the third level, which is the last level."

The staff came to the stage again and moved all the baton machines they had just taken, and at the same time moved a stone model with a long sword nailed to it.

The Demon Suppression Sword, whether in Fairy Sword One or Fairy Sword Three, is a powerful prop for the protagonist group to achieve the final victory.

"This demon sword is the prop that our crew needs for filming, although it is not a real supernatural flying sword, but in order to have a better shooting effect, it is also made after carefully selecting materials from the props team."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to try to pull out the demon sword fixed on the sword platform, but she didn't succeed, and in the end she handed the microphone to the staff next to her, stretched out her hands and pulled it out with all her might, but her trembling arms were obviously very reluctant.

Yang Zixuan held on for less than three seconds, and then put the demon suppression sword back on the sword platform, and after showing the weight of this sword, she took a few breaths and explained to everyone:

"Our last level is carried out separately by men and women, these two handsome guys need to compete with our Yu Dong in strength, and the rules of the competition are that they need to raise the demon sword to see who lasts longer to determine the winner or loser."

A heavy object, with encouragement or other stimulation, may be able to lift it through a rush of adrenaline. But this kind of flat lift is not maintained by explosive power alone, it tests more of a person's arm strength and endurance.

The two boys who had just passed the last round of the competition, looked at each other for a while after hearing the rules of the competition, and the other competitions were forgotten, but they competed with celebrities, and winning was not a good thing, but if they lost, they would lose adults.

After all, in the cognition of netizens, many actors are characters who can make money by filming by posing and brushing handsome, as for what difficult actions such as dancing knives and guns, hanging Weiya, etc., they are all completed by stand-ins.

Although it is a stereotype and colored glasses, who made many little fresh meat do this, stand-ins, face changes, digital lines...... All kinds of endless means continue to consume everyone's trust, and the credibility of the entire industry is declining, and many young actors who really have acting skills and are motivated have been buried.

But everyone on and off the stage just saw it, Yang Zixuan just pulled out his sword and lifted it for a while, Yu Dong If he hadn't gone into battle in person during the acting, I am afraid he would not have agreed to the organizer to design such a competition.

It's hard to imagine how much strength Yu Dong needed to dance this sword during the filming process, the key is that he is still wearing a sedum ranger costume, which should be a typical dress to show a thin figure, and he can't see how strong the muscles on his body are.

The two looked at each other and felt that the probability of winning was really slim, but now that they had reached the juncture of the competition, they were ridiculed for retreating, and if they lost, they might be sprayed by netizens, which made the two who were still immersed in the joy of clearing the customs a little embarrassed.