Jiang Linxian was about to walk down the steps and enter the round table venue.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
A ghost wearing a white doll mask and black robe stopped him.
"Please show me your license plate number."
The ghost said to Jiang Linxian.
The latter took out the bamboo stick in his hand.
This was obtained by exchanging tokens with the two ghosts at the door when he came in.
On the bamboo stick, there is a golden number engraved on it.
44.
The number 100 million is unlucky.
Jiang Linxian handed the bamboo stick to the ghost in front of him.
After checking it, the latter immediately released it.
Jiang Linxian walked down the steps and sat down at an empty red round table.
There are many kinds of food placed on the round table.
Fruit, chicken legs, roasted pig, vegetables, chicken soup, etc.
However, Jiang Linxian had no intention of focusing on this at the moment. He focused his attention on the puppet in front of the stage.
Pulled by the thin blood-colored threads, this puppet performs various movements, lifelike and lifelike, just like a living thing.
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It seemed like he was dancing.
When the puppet performance was over, the guests sitting at the round table below the stage couldn't help but burst into warm applause.
[Applause quickly! 】
[If you don’t want to be noticed, just blend in]
After receiving the prompt, Jiang Linxian immediately started applauding.
He didn't stop until the applause ended.
At this time, at the door, some players came in one after another from the door.
Qian Duolai and Ye Rousheng walked in behind them.
After they discovered where Jiang Linxian was, they immediately sat next to him.
"Brother Jiang, why is there a zero above your head?"
Qian Duolai asked curiously.
"Same for you." Jiang Linxian said.
In fact, Jiang Linxian noticed this when he saw the players walking into this magnificent theater.
The number zero is displayed above the heads of those players.
But for ghosts, there is no such thing.
Seems very strange.
"It seems that all players have this kind of thing." Qian Duo looked around and found that the newly arrived players all had a zero number on their heads, and they had no idea what it meant.
Qian Duolai thought of the scene when he entered the light curtain just now, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Brother Jiang, when we entered the light curtain just now, how did you know that we could come in?"
"I remember that the first few players tried to come in, but were directly obliterated by the light screen."
"The dungeon prompts us to enter it on time at twelve o'clock at midnight. In other words, we can only enter it at twelve o'clock at midnight, not one minute more or less." Jiang Linxian said, as a perfectionist, he is very sensitive to these integers. Something, but speaking of it, I quite like this kind of rule.
"So that's it." Qian Duolai suddenly realized: "This copy prompts that there is such a trap. He is a good word game."
“That’s what happens if you come in after twelve o’clock at midnight, at one past twelve o’clock?”
"I don't know." Jiang Linxian answered truthfully.
The people who know this answer are probably no longer around.
At this moment, more and more players are entering the theater.
The red round wooden table under the stage was gradually filled with people.
The originally empty and sparse stage was now extremely lively.
Several ghosts wearing uniform black robes and white doll masks held dinner plates in their hands and served various delicacies to the round wooden table one by one for the guests.
But at this moment, no player dared to reach out and take it.
After experiencing the weird things in the pedestrian street, they are more or less very afraid of these things.
Afraid of violating certain rules.
On the stage, the puppet is still performing.
When the performance reached its climax, the guests in the audience began to applaud.
Jiang Linxian also applauded.
Qian Duolai and Ye Rousheng didn't move at first, but after Jiang Linxian gave a hint, they started to applaud vigorously.
Some players who followed Jiang Linxian into it also started to move when they saw his movements.
It seems that he knows some secrets.
The applause fell again.
Jiang Linxian stopped what he was doing.
There were also some players who didn’t applaud, and nothing happened.
At this time, a waiter wearing a black robe and a white doll mask delivered black invitations to those players who did not applaud.
These players were very puzzled and had no idea what it meant.
The black-robed waiter ghost said: "My master saw that you didn't applaud, so your performance must be very good."
"He wants to invite you on stage to perform a show."
"Based on your performance, we will have three very professional judges to score your turn."
“If your performance is well received by our judges, you will receive a ticket to the next level.”
"When my master calls your number, please come on stage and start your performance."
The invited players did not say anything, but waited quietly.
And the owner they were talking about just now must be that puppet.
At this moment, on the stage, a huge red curtain pours down from the top of the stage.
Cover the entire stage.
A series of giant black numbers were displayed above the curtain.
98!
"Please invite performer No. 98 to perform on stage!"
Inside the stage, a loud voice sounded.
A player immediately stood up from the red round dining table.
He took the black invitation in his hand and followed the waiter wearing a white doll mask to the back of the stage.
As he disappeared into the banquet hall.
The huge red curtain slowly rose.
Player No. 98 is now standing in the middle of the stage.
Behind player No. 98, near the innermost wall of the stage.
There are three ghosts wearing black robes and white doll masks with their backs to the audience.
These three are the judges.
In front of their judges' table, each placed a red candle.
The red candle is not lit at this moment.
"Performer No. 98, please, start performing!"
As the loud voice fell, a ten-minute countdown appeared at the front of the stage.
It seems to be the show time for the players.
Player No. 98 thought for a while and started singing.
This was the simplest way he could think of to perform on the spot.
As his singing voice passed on, the surroundings became quiet.
Jiang Linxian and others listened to his singing and found that the player's singing skills were not bad. At least it sounded very pleasant to the ears, which prevented him from getting sick.
However, none of the three judges standing behind him turned around.
After he finished singing the song, the three judges still did not turn around.
There was no applause below the stage.
Player No. 98 was momentarily embarrassed.
Don't know what to do.
Seeing that there were still five minutes left in the performance, he sang a cappella again.
With the end of time.
The three ghosts wearing white doll masks did not move their bodies, but turned their heads 180 degrees.
"The singing is totally nonsense, one point!"
"It feels like my ears just ate shit! One point!"
"Trash! Zero points!"
