Chapter 74

"OK, the white team has already counted, now please count the red team!"

Mr. Dian shouted for the second time.

After a count off, Lin Sanjiu, the player of the red and white teams, and the strange tall young man, were standing in the first box. Looking at the question marks in those two boxes, she couldn't help frowning slightly: what would be under this question mark?

"1 grid." She still reported the same answer once.

"For the second count, the white team advances 1 space and the red team advances 1 space!"

As soon as Mr. Dian's voice fell, his teammates in the rear of the red and white camps showed a "sure enough" expression.

The design of this game seems to be meaningless. How many spaces to advance depends entirely on the opponent. In order to ensure that his opponent can advance at the slowest speed, both sides will only linger on space by space until the final battle is decided.

But is it true?

Lin Sanjiu thought as he stepped into the second grid.

If you really have to rely on duels to decide the winner, wouldn't it be better to change to martial arts competition at the beginning?

With another "Ding Dong" sound, the second question mark at your feet disappeared again, replaced by a street pattern filled with crowded car queues.

Lin Sanjiu looked up at the man opposite, and saw that he was also frowning, with a confused expression.

"Ouch!" Mr. Dian shouted in an exaggerated tone, "just when the two players stepped on the grid, the bell of the new year just sounded - the players of the white team were fined for setting off fireworks and firecrackers on the square, and the white team -1 point!"

Before the idea of "it's new year" faded from my mind, the red and white teams looked a little silly in the direction of the depths of the white fog - just different from the members of the white team, the people of the red team quickly became excited, and everyone looked happy.

The young man of the white team looked angry. Looking at his appearance, he almost rushed into the fog to find Mr. Dian Theory: "Hey, is there a mistake? Isn't it a point when I win the game? How can I deduct it casually? Even if I win the game, I will win in vain!"

Hu Changzai and Hai Tianqing stood behind him. After hearing this, they glanced at each other and wondered whether they should be happy or unhappy. Although the mood was complicated, they resisted on the surface and didn't show it - because of Lin Sanjiu's gesture, the two of them covered up very well, and the people of the white team never knew that there were their friends in the red team.

"Have you forgotten the instructions about 'scoring points' and' losing points' in the rules?" Mr. Dian's voice was the same, unmoved: "if you want to earn more points, try to find out the scoring points!"

The young man spat hard and stared at the square on the ground. It seems that we should see the difference from the dozen identical question marks.

"As for the players of the red team -" Mr. Dian continued, "there are too many people going to see the new year fireworks. Unfortunately, the players of the red team are blocked on the road, and they will be suspended next time."

The word "pause" quickly froze the smiles of the members of the red team.

"Are you kidding?" Lian Lianlian stood up. "A pause means that you can't go forward next time? What's that better than? In this way, the other party won steadily!"

Because of the restrictions of the rules, the minimum number that Lin San wine can call every time is 1. Then when you are one grid behind, even if both of you are advancing one grid at a time. It's also predictable to lose the game in the end... "No, no!" Zhong Junkai frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly said, "the punishment of pausing forward is simply a sharp weapon to turn the game around. It's impossible for us to have a pause square here? That's too unfair... There must be some opponents!"

Everyone listened. I think he is right. Lao Wang slapped his hands and couldn't agree: "Xiao Zhong was right! It seems that the key to this game lies in these pause frames. Whoever has bad luck and steps more, he will lose."

The brown rabbit glanced at the crowd. There was no reply. From the fact that everyone just introduced their names to each other without asking about it, it suddenly realized a possibility: will these people just treat themselves as a special pet?

Thinking of this, the brown rabbit decided not to speak. Just sitting like a rabbit.

After listening to the four members of the red team discuss for a while, Mr. Dian's third count began again: "the white team advances one space, and the red team pauses."

The young man's anger when he was just deducted by one point was mostly relieved at this time. He glanced at Lin Sanjiu and stepped into the third square with some pride.

"... at the company's year-end party, the players of the white team picked a treasure chest. But when they got it, they found it was a broken and dirty box with 'unlucky box' written on it. Do you want to open it?"

Unexpectedly, the treasure chest opened in the square has the right to choose whether to open it or not - the young man was stunned and seemed very uncertain. After thinking for a long time, he still looked back at his teammates like asking for help.

Although the players and teammates can't talk, they can still see each other. Just a nod and shake your head can express the meaning clearly. Except that the old lady nodded, the others frowned and shook their heads.

After all, it's clearly written on the box - "unlucky box". Since it's unlucky, why take the risk to open it?

The young man looked back, gritted his teeth and said something. It seemed that he had given up unpacking.

His choice was right - "the white team players chose not to open the box, and the poisonous snake in the box could not bite."

Not knowing the consequences of being bitten, the young man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Since the beginning of the game, it has only gone three squares, but it has been a heavy loss; Now he felt very lucky to be able to escape.

At the next count, there was still no suspense between the two sides, and they moved forward one space respectively. This time, the red team where Lin Sanjiu was working was robbed of a prize because of the loan sharking, while the white team was suspended once because the car broke down.

Sure enough, as Lao Wang expected, both sides have a pause grid.

At the fourth count off, both sides stood in the fourth grid and were again flat. This time, their luck was slightly better than the previous three times - the players of the red team went into the hotel to have a rest for a while, and came out without loss or gain; The white team players won a treasure chest. After opening the treasure chest. Got a chance to "regret a move".

At this time, the red team has 3 remaining prizes, scoring -1 point, and has a "pass" opportunity, which is in the fourth grid.

The white team had 4 remaining prizes, scored -1 point, had a chance to "regret a move", and was in the fourth grid with a curse of reducing points.

For the fifth count, both sides move forward again. This time, both sides were deducted a prize at the same time.

Seeing that there were only two prizes left in the twinkling of an eye, everyone's face in the red team changed. Chen fan even guessed whether it was a trick to cheat others' goods... But guess it, he still couldn't summon up the courage to go into the white fog to find Mr. Dian to confirm.

In this way, the two sides went through seven counts step by step. Every step seems to be like a round of blood - because although the experience of each question mark is different, all of them are unlucky; It's very fortunate to meet someone who doesn't hurt or itch occasionally. Unconsciously, everyone almost forgot to win the opposite prize, hoping for less losses on their own side.

After seven counts. The red team has two prizes, scoring -2 points, one chance of "pass" and one chance of "half-time break of 5 minutes".

The white team has three prizes. Score -2 points, have a chance to "regret a move", and bear a curse of reducing points.

Both sides are currently in the seventh grid, and remain flat.

Just before Mr. Dian was about to call out the eighth count. Everyone in the red team has collapsed on the ground because of boredom and depression, looking at the direction of the game feebly. Talk to your teammates occasionally. Anyway, those two players just walk forward one grid at a time, and each grid will bleed heavily. What do you expect? I have to wait for the final duel!

In such an atmosphere, the brown haired rabbit was the first to find something strange - because the sound of counting off for the eighth time did not ring.

It looked up in doubt and found that Lin Sanjiu was half turned, facing the depths of the white fog, as if talking to someone - and there was no one else in that direction except Mr. Dian

Although she couldn't hear what she said, her move soon attracted the attention of the red and white teams, and everyone looked at Lin Sanjiu. After a while, Mr. Dian suddenly said "OK", and then there was no more text.

"Eh? How can I look at it and feel... It seems that Miss Lin is talking to that man?" Lian Xiaolian looked at it for a long time and suddenly murmured. "Was she just asking Mr. Dian to talk to the white team players?"

By her saying so, everyone in the red team was surprised to look at the situation in the game field.

Although Lin Sanjiu turned his back to the red team, the white team player was naturally seen by the people because he was standing opposite. The young men of the white team were surprised at first, then frowned and looked at Lin Sanjiu uneasily. Lin Sanjiu's back looked very excited. He gestured with his hands for a long time. After talking for a long time, the young man opposite hesitated and nodded. It seemed that they had finally reached an agreement.

Lin Sanjiu, who was promised by his opponent, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had put down a big stone in his heart.

Soon, in the deep curiosity and doubt of the red and white teams, Mr. Dian's eighth counting began——

"The white team advances 3 spaces and the red team advances 1 space!" (to be continued, please search floating astronomy, the novel is better and updated faster!

PS: I'm scared to pee today... It's the first time in my life that the list of thanks is so long!

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