Chapter 3929: Eliminated upon Debut

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Returning to the men's area, the noisy Huan over there seemed to be cheering and jumping for joy. Could it be that tonight's performance has been decided? It’s so ink-stained. How long have I been there? Is this really a man? Ah.

"Boss Fan, you came just in time." The old flatterer came over with a look of taking credit.

"After several rounds of drawing, we have decided on the show for Real Men."

Draw lots? This word makes me feel a strong sense of uneasiness. There are so many funny things in it, but it must not be some weird show, or don’t count me in.

"Tonight's show is decided to be - everyone performs their own specialties."

"Looking at your serious look, I thought it was some kind of show. Isn't this just ordinary? With your weird minds, this is the only thing you can think of?"

I breathed a sigh of relief, but I also felt a strong sense of violation, precisely because the program was so normal and not something that these people with abnormal brains could come up with.

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished speaking yet. In addition to performing their respective specialties, they can also perform things that they are not very good at."

"Ha, you are stupid. You can perform your own specialties. Who would deliberately act ugly and perform something you are not good at." I laughed and then tilted my head.

Hey, isn't this just a meeting of a bunch of fools? Nothing seems wrong.

"Tsk tsk tsk, we have also thought of this problem, so there must be incentives."

"What incentive?"

Lao Ma lowered his voice, as if he was doing underground work, mysteriously.

"In short, there should be rewards. The performances that receive the most praise from everyone should be ranked first, second, and third, and given some good things. In this way, wouldn't it be easier to get good reviews for things that you are not good at performing than for things that you are good at?"

I understand. To put it bluntly, these people have no good intentions and are looking forward to seeing how everyone makes fools of themselves. On the contrary, no one wants to watch a normal show.

This game is really MAN, I admit it.

"Very well, this is a bit interesting, but there is another question, where is the prize?"

Lao Ma was speechless and just looked at me silently.

"Where's the prize?" I didn't catch Lao Ma's eyes and continued to ask.

Lao Ma blinked, with an expression that said you understand.

So I understood.

"Why do I have to come out?" I was shocked. Is this some new type of porcelain?

"Don't say that, you are the boss."

"From now on, you are the boss, Boss Ma."

"You are the strongest."

"From now on you are the strongest... Okay, this can't be fixed, but it's not a reason."

"You are the host of the party."

"Why am I doing this? Artoria."

"But you are His Highness the Prince, and Alto is in charge of that area, so of course you should be in charge of this area?"

Look at this little sweet talk of Lao Ma. He seems to be talking about the underworld's control of the situation. Arturia and I are the black and white evil spirits on the road? The legendary four-flower red stick?

But this is indeed an undoubted reason. It is Artoria's place, and it is also my place. Who made us husband and wife, hehe.

"Okay, the prize is fine."

"By the way, everyone strongly requests that Boss Fan also participate."

"Wait a minute, I still have to participate to get the prize?" I was shocked again. Are all the new porcelain games now so scary, cheating both money and body?

"Because you are the host of the banquet."

"Don't keep using the same excuses. I'm the host of the banquet. I have to sing a song for you, right?"

"That's not true!" Lao Ma reacted fiercely.

"Okay, let me tell you the truth, everyone thinks it will be more interesting if Boss Fan participates."

"You just want to see how I make a fool of myself, right?"

"Yes."

"..." He actually admitted it honestly, leaving me at a loss as to how to continue to refute it.

"Anyway, let's show off our ugliness together. This is a real man."

Shouldn't a real man hold a Gatling gun with his back to the explosion and stride forward without changing his expression? When did it turn into making a fool of yourself together? !

“Isn’t it very manly to face one’s own shortcomings, to stand firm in one’s ideals even if the world laughs at them, to keep one’s composure and to move forward in stride?”

"..." Well, it seems that there is really no way to refute this, but I always feel that something is wrong. Could it be that I, a traveler of the new era and new ideas, was deceived by mere indigenous people?

Having said that, have you decided that you have to perform something you are not good at? Is acting talent just a cover? !

"Actually, it doesn't matter as long as it's interesting. The most important thing is everyone's evaluation."

"But what can I gain? Even if I win, it's just the prize I gave myself."

"Everyone's exclamation and admiration." Lao Ma gave a thumbs up.

That's weird, you bastard!

In any case, I showed my master's consciousness, and the program and prizes were finally decided. I walked onto the simple stage that was put together with a few random tables. I coughed a few times and glanced at everyone.

Even though everyone is here, don’t even think about leaving. If you want to do something big, do it big.

"As for this show, we only select the first place. In other words, only the first place can get the reward."

Seeing all the disappointed expressions on Lao Ma's face, I sneered.

"The prize is - my favorite sword, yes, the one that was cut off and will be repaired soon."

Because the Ji Jian is in the hands of Mu Aodonggua, I have no way to show it, so I can only try my best to explain it clearly.

It turned out that Mu Aodonggua was also present. He immediately raised the broken sword high, causing everyone to marvel. In any case, this was a quasi-divine weapon.

"Junior brother Wu, since it can be repaired, why don't you use it?" Seattle asked in a gloomy voice.

"As you all know, my artifact suit is almost finished. I am definitely not lacking a good weapon. Taking a step back, the properties of this sword will not be of much use to me. Even if it is replaced with another Ordinary dark gold will not reduce my combat effectiveness at all, so I think it is better to give it to people who need it more and can use it more. Of course, if the war ends one day, I will get If the person doesn't need it anymore, he can sell it back to me. After using it for so many years, it has become somewhat sentimental."

Everyone nodded and accepted my reason.

At this time, Kurt raised his hand again.

"Boss Fan, I still want to confirm which sword you are talking about. Please don't play word games."

"It's a serious weapon. You're the one who wants to play word games, you bastard!"

With everyone laughing, the show finally started.

"Who's going to play first?" I glanced at everyone and found that no one was taking action. Is this what I realized?

"Boss Bufan, why don't you perform one first?"

"That's not okay. The first one served is usually the best."

"If you say that, doesn't it mean that no one will want to get married?"

"Yes, yes, you are the provider of the prize anyway, so you don't care about getting it, so just perform a random performance to stir up the atmosphere."

Facing the crowd's booing, I gritted my teeth in hatred, who said I couldn't win back my prize myself.

I have won my own things based on my ability, so what’s wrong with that? !

He was about to get angry, but when he glanced around and saw everyone gathered together, looking happy, his heart suddenly softened.

This may be the last time to relax before the war, the last banquet. I don’t know if there will be such a large crowd after that, or to put it more harshly, if I can still stand here after that.

"Forget it, forget it, I won't argue with you bastards now, I'll take the lead first, and let you see how I break the curse of being the first to appear!"

Let it go, I immediately felt confident, and the magic loudspeaker that I hadn't seen in a long time appeared in my hand.

"Then, let me perform a show that I'm good at, singing!"

"Boss, you can't do it!"

A group of big men with no appearance, rushed towards me with tears streaming down their faces, and held me down.

"If you open your mouth, the show will end early."

Um? Do you want to say that once this singer shows his true skills, there will be no doubt about the first place, and there is no need to continue?

I happily accepted this explanation, kicked these guys off the stage, and changed the program.

"Forget it, since everyone is asking for it, I'll do the opposite and perform something I'm not good at."

"Good thing!"

You see, everyone actually showed a happy smile.

"Then take a good look." I lucked my Dantian into a posture... ah no, it was a majestic stance, with a ferocious face and raised chin. It looked like a big fish looking up at the stars, but also like an arrogant splash. monkey.

The scene froze for a few seconds, and the audience fell silent in the face of my strenuous performance.

"That meow...cousin, what kind of meow are you performing?" Finally, Feini weakly raised her hand and asked.

"I just want you to guess what I am performing." I kept my majestic posture and grinned slightly.

"This is a bit difficult. There are so many things that my cousin is not good at. Can you give me some tips?"

"Hint, let me think about it..."

Wait, did this guy just say something very rude to me?

"The hint is, what I don't have."

"I know, meow!" As soon as she finished speaking, Feini's eyes lit up and she pointed at me.

"Morality!"

I:"……"

Everyone: "..."

I couldn't hold it back at that time, jumped off the field, and gave Finny a Spartan death spin!

Although it may indeed be true, I have no moral integrity. Although I haven't done anything to lose my moral integrity these days, I was overdrafted too much in the past and I still cannot make ends meet. It may even take hundreds of years to pay off. I admit it.

But, look at the way I looked just now, was I acting out of moral integrity, asshole? !

"We have no clue what it is."

"It's really hard to guess. There are so many things that Boss Fan doesn't have." Lao Ma pretended to be as knowledgeable as the ocean.

Luxurious two-seat accelerated version of the Spartan Death Spin!

In the end, no one could guess it.

"The answer is the aura of a master, you idiots!"

"..." The scene was quiet again, and you could hear the needle drop.

"Do you have any opinions?"

"No, no, it can even be said that there is no problem at all. Brother Wu, you performed very well, but..." Whitebeard Liken rubbed his temples and racked his brains to search for the right words.

"For a while, I couldn't find anything to complain about."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's like a fish. After posing for a long time, I proudly told everyone that the thing I don't have is a pair of legs. Rather than a performance, it's more appropriate to call it a cold joke."

Aaliyah said she was offended.

"Hey, I think what you just complained about is very good and to the point."

"Really? I'm just telling the truth."

“Sometimes telling the truth is also a form of complaining.”

Everyone summarized it one by one, and the summary is, sad.

In the first game, the host was eliminated miserably!

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