He plays Feng Yuxiu, and his girlfriend is a fairy-like beauty.

Recording has officially begun.

The Wuxi Three Kingdoms and Water Margin City was booked by the program crew for a whole day, and three large flags—Wei, Shu, and Wu—were erected in the square in front of the Wu King's Palace.

The director announced the rules through a megaphone.

Each team has a lord, who wears a balloon tied to their waist. If the opposing team pops the lord's balloon, their entire team is wiped out. The lieutenant is imprisoned in a wooden cage; the lord must complete a punishment task to obtain the key to rescue them. The three teams battle it out, and the last surviving team wins.

Ye Mo stood in the Shu Kingdom camp, and after listening to the rules, he turned his head to look at Huang Bo.

Huang Bo also glanced at him.

The two of them didn't say anything, but their eyes conveyed a lot.

This rule has a pitfall.

And the pit is huge.

It's not about how to win, it's about how to die.

If the Lord's balloon is popped, the entire team is eliminated. Can the Lord pop other people's balloons?

Will making a mistake trigger a counterattack?

The rules didn't mention it at all, but the production team loves to plant hidden problems in these unclear gaps.

Sun Honglei was already flexing his wrists on the side, his face showing an expression that said he was ready to cause trouble.

"I'll go first, you guys follow."

Huang Bo grabbed him.

"Why are you rushing in? What if you pop their balloon and trigger a counterattack?"

"The rules didn't say anything about being able to retaliate."

"The rules don't say it's impossible. Think about Yan Ming, that old fox. Wouldn't he set a trap here?"

Sun Honglei thought about Director Yan Ming's past achievements and withdrew his foot.

On the Shu Kingdom side, guest star Song Xiaobao was assigned to Ye Mo's group and played the role of Guan Yu.

He was dressed in a Guan Gong costume, with half of his face painted red. He stood behind Ye Mo, watching the three big shots of the Men's Gang whispering to each other. He opened his mouth and then closed it again.

He has only one thought in his mind right now.

These three together look more like they're there to cause trouble than the production crew.

Before the recording started, Ye Mo ran into Xue Zhiqian at the entrance of the dressing room.

Xue Zhiqian was dressed in Sima Yi's costume, wearing a black cloak and two fake mustaches pasted under his gold-rimmed glasses. He didn't look like he was there to record "Go Fighting!", but rather like he had just been dragged off the stage of a play.

He saw Ye Mo and came over, lowering his voice to ask a question.

"Old Mo, has your team finalized your strategy? Can you give me a heads-up so I can prepare myself mentally? If I get eliminated by your team, at least I'll understand why I'm eliminated."

Ye Mo patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry."

Xue Zhiqian breathed a sigh of relief.

"How so?"

"You might be eliminated before you even get to play against us."

Xue Zhiqian's smile froze beneath his fake beard.

At the director's whistle, the three factions dispersed in the square.

After finding teammates.

Wei Kingdom lineup: Xiao Zhu is the lord, Zhang Yixing and Xue Zhiqian are the deputy generals. Xiao Zhu tied the balloon to his waist, stretched his shoulders, and had a confident look on his face.

Wu Kingdom lineup: Wang Xun is the lord, Huang Lei and Yue Yunpeng are the deputy generals. Yue Yunpeng is wearing Zhou Yu's costume. His face is already round, and the hat makes it look even rounder.

He waved his folding fan even faster than before, muttering to himself as if reciting some lines.

On the Shu side, Ye Mo told Huang Bo and Sun Honglei not to move for the time being.

"Let's wait for the first wave of conflict, see who strikes first, and see if the production team has planted any hidden traps."

Huang Bo nodded.

Sun Honglei paced restlessly in place for a couple of seconds.

"I'll wait and see, I'll talk about it when I can't wait any longer."

The three sides faced off for about thirty seconds.

The pig moved first.

Wei has always been an aggressive team, and Xiao Zhu is the kind of player who reacts quickly but has little patience.

He saw an enemy teammate not far away turn around and talk to his teammates, with the balloon hanging on his waist, perfectly positioned and exposed to his attack range.

Rush over there.

Reach out.

Squeeze it to burst.

The whole process took less than five seconds.

The sound of the balloons popping was particularly crisp in the square.

The little pig raised its arms high, about to declare victory.

Then all the staff's announcements came on simultaneously.

"Foul - Wei is out."

The pig's expression shifted from excitement to confusion. His arm was still raised in the air, his smile hadn't faded, and he was frozen in place as if he had been paused.

"Wait, wait, wait! Foul? What foul? I squeezed someone else's balloon! I won!"

Director Yan Ming stood up from behind the monitor, picked up the microphone, and spoke with a calmness that he had been waiting for this moment.

"Rule number three: The lord can only pop the opponent's lord's balloon and cannot attack the deputy general. Popping the wrong target is considered an accidental kill, and the team will be wiped out."

The pig's mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again.

He looked down at the intact balloon at his waist, then at the adjutant opposite him whose balloon he had popped.

That was a young man from the Wu Kingdom, Yue Yunpeng, who was shrugging at him with an innocent expression.

The background music from Hiroshima Mon Amour started playing.

The subtitles at the end displayed four large characters: "Life is meaningless."

But the worst off isn't the little pig.

It's Xue Zhiqian.

He walked out of the Wei camp dressed as Sima Yi, and as soon as he came over, staff members grabbed his arms on either side.

"What's going on? What happened? I just turned around!"

No one answered him.

The staff escorted him and Zhang Yixing together into the wooden cage next to the square.

The cage was built in advance by the production team. It was a solid wood structure, and the gaps between the bars were just big enough for a hand to stick out.

The moment the cage door closed, Xue Zhiqian's grip on the bars looked exactly like a prisoner being led into the imperial prison in an ancient costume drama.

He pushed up his glasses and glanced at Zhang Yixing next to him.

I glanced at the square outside again.

He then looked down at the carefully chosen Sima Yi black cloak he was wearing.

"I turned down three gigs."

The sound wasn't loud, but every word was clear.

"I took two days off and rushed to Wuxi last night."

Zhang Yixing watched him from the side, her lips already twitching slightly.

"I've never recorded a show this popular before, and I want to do my best..."

He took a deep breath and ripped the two fake mustaches off his lips.

"It only took about five minutes to get out, and we're all here!"

His expression at that moment was incredibly aggrieved.

Zhang Yixing picked up the conversation and sincerely added to his points.

"And those five minutes are the time it takes you to walk from the door to your cell."

Xue Zhiqian turned to look at him, her eyes like those of a cat drenched in rain.

The two fell silent.

Zhang Yixing patted him on the shoulder, then turned and shouted to a staff member guarding outside.

"Hey bro! We have a new guy here! Can you give him more screen time?"

The staff couldn't help but laugh.

Xue Zhiqian: Who am I? Where am I? What exactly happened to me?

"I turned down three gigs, hahaha."

"Zhang Yixing added insult to injury, saying you came here to go to jail."

"They came to record a show, while Xue Zhiqian came to play the prisoner."

Xue Zhiqian: I turned down three gigs for this show. Production team: You turned down three gigs and now you're going to jail.

"Why are you even bringing a makeup mirror to look at your own beard, hahaha?"

"They've been deified! They've been deified! This episode has only been going on for five minutes and they've already achieved that status."

"The fastest elimination record in the history of Extreme Challenge: Wei Kingdom."

"So the little pig rushed up without even reading the rules, right? Hahahaha."

"Now I know why Ye Mo told Huang Bo to stop rushing in; he really saw through it all."

"The three people on Ye Mo's side are sitting on the sidelines watching the tigers fight."

on the square.

After the fall of Wei, only Shu and Wu remained in a standoff.

Huang Lei, standing in the Wu Kingdom camp, pushed up his glasses and shouted to Ye Mo opposite him.

"The three of you didn't move an inch just now. Were you waiting for Wei to come to their deaths?"

Ye Mo answered very sincerely.

"right."

On the Wu side, Yue Yunpeng, fanning himself with a folding fan, replied in a deep, muffled voice.

"My heart was in my throat when I saw the little pig rush over, but it turned out he grabbed our lieutenant. I just want to say, didn't you read the rules?"

The little pig squatted on the steps next to the cage, with its hands covering its head and its face buried in its knees.

Later, a line of small text was added above his head: "Reflecting on life."

Huang Bo stretched his shoulders and glanced at Ye Mo.

"Can you let me out now?"

Ye Mo nodded.

"Go, Wei is gone, only Wu remains, but remember this."

He glanced in the direction of the cage.

"Don't be like the little pig."

Sun Honglei had already rushed out from the side.

Song Xiaobao, dressed in a Guan Gong costume, followed behind Ye Mo, watching the three big shots of the Men's Gang begin to display their unique abilities.

Huang Bo used his silver tongue to get close to the people of Wu, Sun Honglei started running around the field creating chaos, and Ye Mo stood still and used a walkie-talkie to direct the tactics.

He tugged at Ye Mo's sleeve, his voice a little weak.

"Teacher Ye Mo, isn't what we're doing a bit... a bit too improper?"

Before Ye Mo could speak, Huang Bo, who was standing nearby, came back and heard this, and put his arm around Song Xiaobao's shoulder.

"Brother, in Go Fighting!, the word 'rules' doesn't exist in the dictionary."

Song Xiaobao was silent for two seconds.

Then he silently hoisted Guan Yu's greatsword prop onto his shoulder.

"I've seen it all today."

you do not say!

They insisted on grouping Ye Mo, Sun Honglei, and Huang Bo, the three most unruly individuals, together.

It's impossible to expect them to behave!

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