"Do you admit defeat?" Little Peach asked gleefully.
"Admit defeat, my ass!"
Sneering, Chen Yu pulled out a grenade and pulled the pin!
"Boom!"
Boom!
The exploding blue paint instantly tore Little Peach apart.
"Idiot, you think you can hold back on the battlefield?"
Chen Yu ridiculed as he stood up.
Immediately afterward, however, the muzzle of a gun was pressed against the back of his head.
"I surrender!" Chen Yu hurriedly raised his hands.
"You think you can hold back on the battlefield?"
Chen Yu: "..."
"Break!"
Boom!
The blue paint pierced through Chen Yu's head and detonated.
After dodging the exploding paint, Chen Yu blew away the nonexistent smoke from his gun's muzzle and charged into the battlefield.
[Am I watching an action movie?]
[Shocking!]
[What a waste of talent to play with paint.]
[The female assistant is a little fierce. What if she gets domestic violence after marrying me?]
[What the f * ck are you thinking?
If you want to marry someone, you should marry me. I have personal death insurance.]
[I like excellent men like you, UP!]
[What?
The host went to Beijing?
She's getting closer!
The train to Inner Mongolia just left...]
The intensity of the tower pushing battle continued to escalate.
However, aside from Chen Yu, the donation group's members were all "old, weak, and disabled." Hence, the bullet comment group gradually suppressed them.
When there were only four minutes left on the clock, the bullet comment group's entire team handed their grenades to Little Peach, allowing her to display her invincible might and surpass the gods consecutively. She led her team to suppress the donation group, who couldn't even leave the room, and secured their victory.
Hum hum hum — Boom!
The tower that had moved to the donation group's base suddenly exploded.
Red paint formed four words.
[Red Team's victory!]
"Ohh!"
Little Peach and the others immediately cheered and punched their fists in celebration.
Thirty seconds later, Chen Yu resurrected. Looking at the four representatives beside him, he sighed and said, "Uncles, can you stop messing with me?
Are you all trying to act cute?!
You've already lost twice. "
Sony's representative raised his submachine gun and said, "The power isn't good."
Disney's representative raised his Italian cannon and said, "The distance isn't good."
Turing Award's representative raised his sniper rifle and said, "The firing speed isn't good."
After a moment of silence, the bank's representative raised his rolling brush and said, "Nothing is good."
"…"
Sheathing his guns, Chen Yu waved his hand and led everyone back to the Interstellar Portal. Facing the camera, he said, "Compared to the occupation mode, the tower pushing mode is much more intense and fast-paced. It also has higher requirements for tactics and teammates.
It was more suitable for specialized players.
That's all for the tower pushing mode review. Next, let's play the last mode, competitive mode. "
After saying so, Chen Yu looked at the crowd and asked, "Does anyone have any ideas on the location of the final game?
Brainstorm. "
Everyone: "…"
"Then let's choose the bird's nest.
Does anyone have any objections? "
Everyone: "…"
"Since there are no objections, let's settle it at the Bird's Nest."
[I have no opinion.]
[Is the Bird's Nest active now?]
[The Voice of China's championship is currently being held …]
[The Night of the Summit?
It starts at night, right?]
[They're rehearsing right now. There are a lot of people because I'm at the scene. Emmmm.]
[Trying to stir up trouble again?!]
Removing his glove, Chen Yu took a look at the bullet comments and time displayed on his watch. "It's getting late. Let's speed up and try to complete the final mode review within 20 minutes."
As he spoke, he connected the spatial distortion and took the lead to step in …
…
Beijing, special situation team conference room.
The middle-aged team leader covered his face in exhaustion. "Stop messing around … Don't you know how tired we are for that little bit of show effect?"
Big Sis Wu, who stood beside him, wanted to say something but hesitated. "L-Leader, they've gone to the Bird's Nest. Let's evacuate the crowd now."
"Seal off the inner and outer doors. Don't let anyone in or out.
There should be a lot of reporters there. Detain them all. "
"Yes."
The middle-aged team leader took out the medicine box in his pocket and swallowed two pills. He then stood up and said, "Prepare the plane. I'm going to the scene.
There are some things that must be discussed face to face. "
"Yes …"
…
The Bird's Nest, a stage with exquisite scenery.
A female singer was rehearsing before the match. From time to time, she would apologize politely to the band teachers behind her and make minor adjustments to the arrangement.
Behind the stage, a planner with a Mediterranean hairstyle was talking to a director with a similar hairstyle. Both parties were arguing endlessly with their own opinions.
"Director … Director …"
At this time, a young man holding his phone nervously interrupted, "Director, Time-Space Review is coming."
"Review?
What the hell? "The director turned around in annoyance." Media organization?
I'm not accepting interviews right now. "
"N-Not media. It's a review organization."
"Review organization?" The director frowned. "The government's censorship department?
The higher-ups have already cleared things up, so why are they still here?
Is it related to the fire department? "
"No, no!"
The young man shook his head repeatedly. He then handed his phone to the director and said, "It's a self-media organization that reviews high-tech …"
Upon hearing the words "self-media," the director's face darkened. He pushed the young man away and said, "What are you talking to me about?
Can't you see that I'm busy? "
"It's not … Director …"
"Anyone without a plate is not allowed to enter. Chase them out."
"… S-Can't chase them out …" The young man stretched out a finger in a daze and pointed at the stage. "He's here …"
The planner and director subconsciously looked in the direction of the young man's finger, and their mouths gradually widened.
Diagonally behind the stage, a five-meter-tall metal arch had appeared out of thin air.
At the same time, it shattered the two large chandeliers on the roof of the stage.
The next moment, under the horrified gazes of all the staff and media reporters present, big-headed dolls that looked like they had come from the 2D era hopped out of the arch one after another with weapons in hand.
"Friends in front of the screen, we have now arrived at the Bird's Nest. There's even a stage built for us here. It's quite good. It's very suitable for gunfights …"
After introducing the female singer to the camera, Chen Yu turned to look at the dazed female singer standing in the middle of the stage. Waving his hand, he said, "You over there, please get off the stage. We'll be using this stage for the time being, so stay away from here."
The female singer: "…"
Boom!
She could no longer hold onto the microphone in her hand, and it fell to the floor with a dull thud.
Immediately afterward, she ran away in panic.
Meanwhile, this loud thud had also startled the other people present.
Some screamed, some retreated, some took pictures, and some people who knew the situation gathered around and cheered. The scene was a complete mess.
Taking a few steps forward, Chen Yu bent down to pick up the microphone and gave it a few pats.
Bang, bang …
"Hello?
Hello?
Hello.
It's working. "
After reequipping his armguard, Chen Yu said to the microphone, "Does anyone here recognize me?"
"Yes!"
"Here!"
"Dad!
I'm here! "
"Ruler!"
Immediately, cheers came from behind the stage's backstage, startling the unaware crowd.
"Do you have a lighting technician here?
Help me switch on the lights. "
"I know how!" A young man wearing a sunhat said nervously and excitedly as he jumped onto the stage.
"Go backstage and help me with the lights, then. Thank you very much."
"UP, I-I can take a photo with you?"
"Sure."
"Awesome!"
The young man excitedly waved his fist. He then pulled out his phone with trembling hands, hugged Chen Yu's round waist, and took a photo.
"UP!
You are the ruler of the world! "
After giving Chen Yu a tight hug, the young man shouted the slogan "Super Fan." He then ran backstage and started controlling the lights.
"Pa!"
Ten projectors simultaneously focused on the center of the stage, illuminating Chen Yu's 2D body.
"Now, for the last review, the competition mode …
"Officially begin!