The program team has already prepared the things to summon Dixian, and after entering the designated room, they can just sit on the chairs.
After listening to the people in the program group talking about how to play the game of summoning the dish fairy, everyone began to take their seats.
The number of people in each group is four, and how to distribute them is determined by drawing lots.
After the results of the lottery came out, Mo Junlan and Chen Yuqi were actually in a group.
After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is really a mismatch between the two of them.
The other two people in their group are Du Shazi and Cao Mengqi.
Just as they took their seats, all the lights in the room went out.
"Do you want to go out first?" Mo Junlan turned to the surrounding staff and said.
"We still have to shoot!" said the staff member who was carrying the camera.
"Aren't you afraid of being possessed by ghosts?" Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Everyone, "… "
Although they are playing the game of attracting ghosts, they will not really attract ghosts.
It's already the 22nd century, who still believes in these feudal superstitions
The reason why they would engage in this trick game is not for the effect of the show.
After all... they're all atheists.
"I just looked at Baidu Encyclopedia with my mobile phone. The data shows that if you want to play Die Xian, the extra people will have to go out. Don't stand by and watch, because you may be possessed by ghosts." Mo Junlan said .
"Don't talk nonsense seriously." Du Shazi said a little dissatisfiedly, "I finally found out that your mouth is not only poisonous, but also especially scaring people."
When everyone heard the words, they all thought it was true.
However, Yan Zheng is justice, and netizens will only think that Mo Junlan has a personality, is different, pure and unpretentious.
After all, this is a face-to-face world.
"That's fine." Mo Junlan said indifferently, "But can we add a bet?"
"What bet?" Du Shazi asked involuntarily.
"Director!" Mo Junlan suddenly shouted.
"Is something wrong?" Li Yingjun asked quickly.
Everyone, "… "
I don't know why I always feel that the director looks like a bit of a dog's leg
"There is no wager in playing games, don't you think it's boring?" Mo Junlan said lightly.
"Uh..." Li Yingjun rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and then smiled, "Mr. Mo's suggestion is very good. I decided to take Mr. Mo's suggestion. I don't know what kind of bet Mr. Mo wants?"
"During the game, whoever gets scared first will lose." Mo Junlan chuckled, "The loser will be punished."
"What punishment should I accept?" Cao Mengqi asked.
"First, people in the same group can draw things on the loser's face, and I have a pen and ink that can last for three days without fading; second, every morning, noon and night, I have to shout three times at the camera. ..." When Mo Junlan said this, he suddenly turned to look at Li Yingjun, and said, "Bring the pen and paper here."
Although Li Yingjun didn't know why, he still gave Mo Junlan the pen and paper.
Mo Junlan wrote a few words on the paper with a pen, and then handed the paper to Li Yingjun.
"You can read it out." Mo Junlan smiled slightly.
"I'm a turtle bastard." Li Yingjun read the words on the paper subconsciously.
However, when Li Yingjun came back to his senses, he felt that the whole person was not well.
He was duped.
What a fucking tortoise bastard.
At the same time, the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded again.
(Hahaha, is the director a little stupid?)
(Mr. Mo is so smart, hum hum... ask for marriage!)
(Go upstairs, Mr. Mo is mine... )
(Why are you a local tyrant lunatic? Mr. Mo belongs to everyone!)
(I have money to give him a million gifts, can you? Shut up for Laozi if you don’t have money. Mr. Mo is a man I like, and all the coquettish bitches will be thrown aside for me.)
(Don't go too far with the local tyrants upstairs.)
(That is, why should the man you like only belong to you?)
(I have money and can be willful, you can't control it.)
(The local tyrants upstairs lunatic, you have to understand that sharing is a virtue.)
(Why don't you bring your wife out to share?)
(The local tyrant madman upstairs, your mouth is so poisonous!)
(Who made you always rob people from Lao Tzu.)
(Wait a minute... Didn't you all find the key problem? That local tyrant lunatic actually called himself Lao Tzu... )
(gender is male?)
(Fuck! No way?)
(Gays go everywhere?)
(Why are all men now running to get a base?)
(The local tyrant lunatic came out and said, are you a man or a woman?)
(If you don't say it, then I will treat you as neither male nor female.)
(The mouth upstairs is also quite poisonous.)
(Fan follows an idol! Mr. Mo is my idol!)
(… )
"The time is three days." Mo Junlan smiled lightly and continued, "The loser can choose one of the two punishments. Director, what do you think?"
Li Yingjun glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and everyone was saying yes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.
He felt that the live broadcast of this episode had been skewed by Mo Junlan.
So Li Yingjun had no choice but to nod, "Very good!"
After all, the opinions of the audience are still very important.
"Director, I actually think you..." Chen Yuqi said with an ugly face.
"The audience all agree with Mr. Mo's suggestion." Li Yingjun said solemnly, "We who do entertainment programs should listen to the important opinions of the audience."
"The director is a good director." Mo Junlan smiled.
Li Yingjun, "…"
So can you give me a little more investment
Looking at Mo Junlan's face, Chen Yuqi couldn't help but secretly hate in his heart.
Four people sit around the table, flip the plate upside down, close their eyes, and each puts one index finger on the same edge of the center of the inverted plate.
"Die Xian, Die Xian, please come out!" They chanted in unison.
In order to create a terrifying atmosphere, those staff had already shrunk into the corner.
At the same time, Mo Junlan was also communicating with Lingxiao with his divine sense, "Xiao'er, go and catch the ghost."
After Ling Xiao heard the words, he silently left Mo Junlan's sea of consciousness, and then went stealth to catch the ghost.
As Mo Junlan and Xiao Hei said before, there are indeed many ghosts here.
But most ghosts are now hiding in dark corners.
After a while, a cold wind suddenly blew.
Chen Yuqi's body trembled a few times involuntarily, and his face also looked a little pale.
Mo Junlan has long known that someone is hiding under the table, and the props they use are also tricky, and the person hiding under the table can control the dishes on the table.
In this way, people who play the game will think that there is really a disc fairy.
However, Mo Junlan couldn't see through it.
At this moment, the plate suddenly moved.
Except for Mo Junlan, the other three were all taken aback.
Mo Junlan was the first to ask, "Does the guy sitting across from me have hemorrhoids?"
The person sitting opposite Mo Junlan was Chen Yuqi.
Chen Yuqi's complexion suddenly became ugly again, but he didn't dare to say anything at this time.
For some reason, he always felt that his back ridge seemed to have a cold feeling, which made him tremble all over.
He believes that there are ghosts in this world.
Not long after Mo Junlan's words fell, the plate on the table began to move again.
After the plate stopped, and three seconds later, Mo Junlan opened his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and hooked his lips, "Yes!"
Everyone, "… "
"So you really have hemorrhoids!" Mo Junlan looked at Chen Yuqi and said, "It's really pitiful."
Chen Yuqi's face was already gloomy and dripping.
"The next person." Mo Junlan said.
"I... I want to ask... Can I become the actress?" Although Du Shazi felt a little embarrassed, she was also curious about how the so-called Die Xian answered her.
The final promise that Die Xian gave was no.
Tussauds, "… "
This disc fairy must be fake.
"Can I marry someone I like?" Cao Mengqi also asked.
The final answer given by Die Xian is yes.
Regardless of whether this dish fairy is real or not, Cao Mengqi was in a very happy mood at this time.
Next, it was Chen Yuqi's turn to ask questions.
Chen Yuqi asked a malicious question, and he said, "How many people have you had sex with, Mr. Mo, who is sitting across from me?"
Li Yingjun's expression suddenly changed when he heard the words.
The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded again without any accident.
However, the plate on the table did not move.
After another three seconds, there was a sudden bang, and the plate on the table was actually shattered and opened.
This scene shocked everyone present.
Chen Yuqi opened his eyes subconsciously, but saw a phantom floating in the air, and his face turned pale.
Others don't seem to see the ghost's presence.
The ghost is a female ghost in the costume of the Republic of China. The face is so rotten that it can't be seen at all, but the costume should be a maid.
The female ghost grinned at Chen Yuqi, and then floated towards Chen Yuqi.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
However, just as Chen Yuqi took a step, he was tripped over by Mo Junlan's spiritual power, and the whole person lay on the ground like a turtle.
The others looked at Chen Yuqi suspiciously. Do they need to be so realistic
After all, everyone knows that Die Xian is fake.
"Really... there are ghosts!" Chen Yuqi's face was pale, and his eyes were full of horror.
"Where did the ghost come from?" Mo Junlan pretended to be puzzled, "Why didn't I see it?"
"I didn't see it either." Du Shazi said without hesitation.
"Is it a male ghost or a female ghost? Could it be your lover in a previous life?" Mo Junlan pursed his lips.
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