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The award ceremony for the first mini-game is over. Both the professional players and the five spectators are very satisfied, because the trophies of the Han Dynasty are always made of pure gold. Except for Glory, each trophy is worth hundreds of thousands.

Even millions of dollars, these 10 people walked off the stage under the envious eyes of others.

"Next, for the second entertainment competition, I'm going to invite the top five players on the DDR popularity list to appear!"

SAM, John Owen, Alfred and five other people walked onto the stage waving their hands.

"Hi, Mr. Liu, can you explain the rules of the game clearly this time? I really don't want to be eliminated for no reason. Barkley alone is enough."

No matter how you say it, SAM is a legend in the hip-hop world. Although the WCG scene was huge, it didn't make him so nervous that he dared not speak.

"Haha, okay, the rules of this competition are also very simple."

Amid the roars of laughter from the audience, Liu Zhiyuan explained the rules of DDR's small activities.

"The most important thing is to cooperate and cherish the five teammates you have personally selected. You are a duet. There is also no time limit in this game, but there are only 10 opportunities for mistakes."

When they heard that there were only 10 chances for mistakes, these players became nervous. 10 chances were really not that many.

"Don't worry, the rhythm is very slow, it's easy for you dance masters, but..."

The players picked it up again before they could even relax.

"But the dancers can't see the game screen. Five people dance and five people direct. The dancers are all directed by their teammates, so choose your teammates."

Rows of numbers began to scroll rapidly on the big screen. This was a telepathic matryoshka game. However, in the original version, one person described and another guessed. Here, one person directs the direction and the other dances.

"Who comes first? Just shout stop and your teammates will appear."

SAM and others are not in a hurry. They are looking at the big screen attentively. Whether they win the championship now has nothing to do with how well they dance. It all depends on their teammates. They must be proficient in DDR or be able to keep up with the rhythm and describe the direction.

Be careful, they don't want to imitate Barkley.

"stop!"

Alfred was the first to shout stop.

"Spectators 9217 in row 5, please come on stage. You will compete with the one-legged dynamite for the championship of this competition."

"stop!"

"stop!"

"..."

Soon, five spectators appeared on the stage.

"You can allocate it to each other. Don't worry, the music you share has a very slow tempo. Anyone who is familiar with DDR can dance it."

Liu Zhiyuan said it very easily, but the 10 contestants present felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy and shared the same music? Then the superiority and inferiority were immediately obvious, and there was no excuse.

"Oh, by the way, you can only command with your mouth, no other actions."

"puff..."

As soon as Liu Zhiyuan finished speaking, a large amount of dry ice smoke spurted out, and the stage was instantly shrouded in fog. When the smoke dissipated...

"cool!"

“So cool and beautiful!”

"..."

Five giant DDRs appeared on the stage. They were really giant, because each direction key was 1 square meter in size.

"this..."

The players preparing for the competition were confused. How can they jump like this? Are you kidding? Even if a direction key is 1 meter in size, why are they so far apart?

"This is a test of physical fitness and intelligence. Let the assigned teams go on the field!"

No matter how confused they were, they had to compete. Five professional players walked towards the giant DDR. Suddenly, Alfred stopped.

"Alan, how is your physical strength?"

The spectator named Allen was stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant.

"Dynamite, I can't do it. You go ahead and I'll take command."

Although Liu Zhiyuan said that the tempo would be very slow, he was also a scoring opponent. It was impossible for him to win as an amateur challenging the other four master-level players.

"Just tell me if your physical strength can do it!"

"Okay! I've been working out."

Allen quickly replied that Alfred's nickname didn't just mean that his dancing style was explosive, this man's personality was also a dynamite keg that could explode at the drop of a hat.

"Then you come up and I'll take command."

Allen stood there hesitantly, he really didn't dare to go on stage, but Alfred didn't care whether he agreed or not, and walked back with a cane.

"What are you doing standing still? Everyone else is on the stage, hurry up!"

Alfred walked to Allen and turned to face DDR.

"ah."

When Allen saw that the situation was desperate, he ran to the DDR in a panic.

"It seems that our players are ready, then... the game begins!"

"Ding..."

"Ding..."

"Ding..."

After three countdowns, the music starts.

"I Will" is an enduring song that symbolizes friendship and was also a popular advertising song at that time.

As Liu Zhiyuan said, the tempo of this song is very slow, but the contestants on the stage have nothing to do with being calm and indifferent.

"Ha ha..."

"It's so funny, the direction is completely reversed!"

"beep..."

"beep..."

"beep..."

Continuous error reminders resounded throughout the audience, and everyone laughed like crazy. The direction in the mouth of the conductor and the dancing player were completely opposite, because they were facing each other. In the eyes of the conductor, the direction arrow pointed to the left, which meant that the player could dance.

Players will only go to the right.

"Think the other way around, think the other way around!"

"Jump in reverse!"

"..."

It was chaotic, the conductor and the dancers were all in a mess. Some were shouting to dance in the opposite direction, and some were shouting to conduct the dance in the opposite direction. In short, the whole scene was chaotic.

"The Han Dynasty game is really interesting."

"That's right, we can have more games like this in the future."

"Wrong step again, haha!"

"The opportunity to make 10 mistakes has almost been used up since the beginning, right?"

"Guess who's the first one out?"

"Alfred's team, right? Look at how anxious Allen is."

"..."

The audience looked at the center of the stage expectantly. Who would be the first to be eliminated? They were looking forward to it, but the players quickly adjusted. After all, the rhythm of the song could not be slower. If you watch the game

The screen can be completely jumped off by anyone.

"Left, no! Right! Right!"

"Wrong, wrong, the back is not the front!"

"Brother, big brother! Come back quickly, I pronounced it wrong!"

"Instead, I made a mistake! It's the other side!"

"..."

It didn't last long, this way of reading backwards would make mistakes sooner or later, and soon the beeping error sound started to sound again.

"Command well! Don't think blindly, think carefully."

"The pace is very slow, don't be anxious."

"You recite normally, I'll dance in reverse!"

"..."

The atmosphere of distrust suddenly filled among the players. The strange dancing conductor did not have clear ideas, and the strange dancing conductor did not understand their difficulties. The rhythm was very slow, but there was more than one direction key on the screen! It was too torturous.

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Problems began to arise in the atmosphere, and at this time, Alfred's team had only one last chance left. If they made another mistake, they would be the first to be eliminated.