readease Chapter 135 When two movie stars share the stage, who is the unlucky one?
Chapter 135 When two movie stars share the stage, who is the unlucky one?
It's really gone soft.
He took a step back and plopped down on the armrest of the chair next to him, holding his head in his hands.
"Bao Baoqiang, do you...do you have a grudge against me?"
Shen Teng's smile was still on his face.
But the smile had completely frozen.
He turned and looked at Chow Yun-fat.
Then I looked at Andy Lau.
Then I looked at Stephen Chow.
Three people.
How do you play mind games with these three, reading their expressions, acting skills, and psychological warfare?
Shen Teng's smile finally crumbled.
He bent over, placed his hands on his knees, and let out a truly sincere wail.
"Baoqiang, this isn't group assignment, this is public execution!"
The whole place burst into laughter.
Deng Chao laughed so hard he squatted down on the ground.
Zheng Kai was clutching his stomach and bent over.
The baby covered her mouth with both hands, her shoulders shaking.
Li Chen rarely laughed out loud, revealing his canine tooth.
Chow Yun-fat unfolded his folding fan with a "snap," fanned himself twice, and waved cheerfully at Chen He.
"Xiao Chen, come sit next to me, I'll take care of you."
Chen He's face turned pale.
"Brother Fa, is your 'taking care'... taking care of my gold coins?"
Chow Yun-fat laughed heartily.
Andy Lau walked over and patted Shen Teng on the shoulder.
"It's alright, I'll go easy on you."
Shen Teng looked up at Andy Lau's gentle, smiling face, feeling like crying but unable to shed a tear.
"Brother Hua, the more you tell me to go easy on him, the more scared I get."
Stephen Chow sat in a chair with his hands in his pockets.
He glanced at Chen He and Shen Teng.
It paused for two seconds.
"come on."
Two words.
Expressionless.
Chen He and Shen Teng both shuddered.
Wang Baoqiang stood to the side, arms crossed, looking smug.
After Deng finished laughing, he wiped away his tears and stood up.
"Baoqiang, what about our group..."
"The rest of us are us."
Wang Baoqiang counted on his fingers.
"Me, baby, Brother Chao, Brother Chen, Kai Kai."
He patted his chest.
"Our team doesn't have any award-winning actors; everyone's skill level is about the same, so we have a good chance of winning!"
Deng Chao's lips twitched.
"Baoqiang, are you implying that none of us are good actors?"
No, no.
Wang Baoqiang quickly waved his hand, a strong Xingtai accent bursting from his mouth.
"What I mean is, our group is evenly matched; it's hard to say who will win, but at least we won't get completely crushed!"
He glanced back at Chen He and Shen Teng.
"Unlike the two of them."
Chen He slumped in his chair, utterly despondent.
"Wang Baoqiang, you wait, I'll make you pay for this next time we're recording."
Shen Teng has recovered.
He straightened up and put on his signature smile again.
Although that smile looked more painful than crying.
"Alright."
He patted Chen He on the shoulder.
"Hehe, let's go."
"Where to?"
"Head to the execution ground."
Chen He's eyes were completely dead.
Seeing this scene, Chen Yang, who had been holding back his laughter for a long time, finally couldn't help but let it out, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
He raised his hand, his voice crisp and decisive.
"The first group is served."
"Chow Yun-fat, Andy Lau, Stephen Chow, Chen He, Shen Teng."
"Ready in position."
Chow Yun-fat was the first to sit down, placed his folding fan on the table, and touched his nose.
Andy Lau pulled out a chair, smiled, and sat down, his posture as upright as if he were about to be interviewed.
Stephen Chow slowly walked over, pulled out the chair in the far corner, and sat down.
The hat was pulled down a little.
Chen He and Shen Teng exchanged a glance.
Shen Teng left first.
He smiled, pulled out a chair, and sat down between Andy Lau and Stephen Chow.
I patted the green velvet desktop.
"Alright, let's bet."
He turned to look at Chen He, smiling broadly.
"Hehe, what are you standing there for?"
Chen He took a deep breath.
He pulled out a chair and sat between Chow Yun-fat and Andy Lau.
The one on the left is the God of Gamblers.
The one on the right is the Heavenly King.
Chen He closed his eyes briefly.
"I might not survive the first round."
Chow Yun-fat smiled and patted the back of his hand.
"Relax."
Chen He looked into Chow Yun-fat's smiling eyes and felt a chill run down his spine.
Beside the card table, Deng Chao stood in a row with Wang Baoqiang, Baby, Li Chen, and Zheng Kai, watching the five people at the table as if they were watching a circus.
Chen Yang walked to the front of the card table.
At this moment, the deep burgundy walls absorbed the extra noise in the room.
A dark gold chandelier cast a beam of warm light vertically onto the huge green velvet card table.
He nodded in satisfaction.
The camera slowly pans across the faces of the five people.
"Eye Card Game, Round One, now officially begins."
Chen Yang's voice broke the silence of the room.
On the table in front of the five people, there are two rows of cards the size of playing cards on each table.
The back side is facing up.
The top row is red cards, and the bottom row is blue cards.
Everyone was already wearing a specially made baseball cap.
Right in the center of the brim, there was a blank Velcro patch.
Chen Yang took a step forward, put one hand in his pocket, and slowed down his speech.
"Please draw one card randomly from the row of red cards above."
"Remember, never look at the numbers."
"After taking it out, stick it directly to the Velcro on the brim of your hat."
Chow Yun-fat was the first to move.
He casually picked up a red card with two fingers.
Without even glancing at it, he slapped it onto his own hat.
"Okay."
Chow Yun-fat smiled at the camera while fanning himself with a folding fan.
Andy Lau maintained his smile, reached out and picked up a red card, gently pressing it onto the brim of his hat.
Stephen Chow still operates with one hand.
He took his right hand out of his pocket and randomly picked a card from the deck.
He pressed it to his forehead, then immediately pulled his hand back into his hoodie pocket, as if he was too tired to stay outside for even a second longer.
Chen He closed his eyes and muttered something under his breath.
He clasped his hands together in prayer, then shakily pulled out a card.
His hands were shaking as he stuck the sticker on the hat.
Shen Teng gestured back and forth above the red cards for a long time.
Finally, he gritted his teeth, pulled out a photo, and took a picture.
"very good."
Chen Yang nodded.
"Now, please draw one card from the row of blue cards below as your trump card."
"This trump card is only for you to see."
"You are strictly forbidden to let anyone see this, including the players next to you."
Chow Yun-fat smiled and picked up a blue card, glancing at it from a small corner.
Then I put it directly under my palm.
Andy Lau covered the card tightly with both hands, and after seeing the number, he placed it flat next to the tray.
Stephen Chow still uses one hand.
He glanced at the hole card, then placed it face down on the table without any expression.
Chen He was practically slumped over the table.
He covered the blue card tightly with both hands, and after reading it, he held it down firmly.
After Shen Teng finished reading the cards, his eye twitched noticeably.
He let out a long breath and pressed his palm firmly against the card.
All the cards have been drawn.
Chen Yang stood on the perimeter, his gaze quickly sweeping over the red cards above the heads of the five people.
Chen Yang almost burst out laughing after just one glance.
An extremely dramatic, even absurd, scene unfolded.
On the brim of Chow Yun-fat's hat, there was a bright red number "9".