Acting a show is not a volleyball triathlon, nor is it a PUBG box, nor is it a culinary competition with colors, fragrance, flavor, and form. Theoretically, this thing cannot be determined by drawing lots.

The reason is very simple. Every savior and every girl are good at performing different performances. If the singers are asked to perform magic or the sketches are asked to perform acrobatics, whether they can do it or not, just that scene, just think about it, it is really...

"Huh, wait..."

He had already frowned and wanted to reject the suggestion that "drawing lots" that seemed to be cooked but was not in line with reality, but at a critical moment, Yi Cheng's eyes lit up and he really came up with a good idea.

"If you draw lots... it's actually not impossible."

If you think about it carefully, this time the event is mainly a "gala" rather than a "competition". Since this is the case, the program is mainly entertainment-oriented and of course the effect is better. If it comes to the program effect, the most outstanding effect... is nothing more than cross-border and cross-dressing.

"That's it!"

With this in mind, Yi Cheng made such a decision irresponsibly.

“What to decide?”

Mary Sue looked at Yi Cheng with a look of "You are so funny" on her face.

"Of course I decided to draw lots to choose the program..."

While organizing language, Yicheng embodies his ideas.

"According to the current program list, each group draws brand new programs to perform..."

"Wait a minute, this is too nonsense, right?"

Without Mary Sue's words, the saviors who thought Yi Cheng would come up with some clever ideas were immediately furious.

"That's right, we've changed the program that we've rehearsed for a long time?"

"And the number of people in each show is different!"

"Five millions! What they want!"

“…”

Seeing that even the savior who had just proposed the bad idea of ​​"drawing lots" became an exciting member of the crowd, Yi Cheng of course waved his hands repeatedly to show that he didn't mean that.

"I mean... the theme and content of the program remain unchanged, and the lottery is just the form of the program."

"form?"

“Yes, it’s like this…”

Under the confusion of girls, Yi Cheng took the program list in Mary Sue's hand, tore off the part marked on one side of the program, cut it into small strips and kneaded it into a ball, and then spread it in the palm of his hand.

"You...yes, it's you, come and smoke one."

"Why?"

Just now, I just made an unreliable and immature opinion casually. I never thought it would be adopted by the even more unreliable person in charge. Now, while standing on the same front as everyone, I was also worried that I would become the cannon fodder for the savior girl. Suddenly, I saw Yi Cheng wave to him, and after hesitating for a while, I still plucked up the courage to run over.

"What a smoke?"

"Barring nonsense, you have proposed this suggestion!"

"...I just do whatever I want, who knows you really believe it..."

The girl muttered dissatisfiedly, and picked up a piece of paper, unfolded it, and showed Yi Cheng the wrinkled words.

"Singing with dance?"

Yi Cheng took a look at the content above and then looked at the girl.

"What kind of program did you report to before?"

"Crossing talk, what's wrong?"

"Then you and your partner don't have to perform crosstalk next."

"What? What?"

The girl looked at the notes in her hand in a confused look.

"What's the point of performing crosstalk? I can't do anything else!"

Not only the girl herself, but also the other girl who was her crosstalk partner, ran over in a hurry.

"What the hell are you going to act!"

"Didn't it be written on the note? Singing and dancing."

"It's time to have fun! How can you dance with the song!"

Facing the two girls who were full of righteous indignation and shared the same hatred, Yi Cheng smiled and stuffed the note back into the palm of one of them.

"It is to perform crosstalk according to the results of the lottery... in the form of singing and dancing."

"……ha?!"

This time, a big question mark appeared neatly above the heads of all the saviors.

"The same goes for the next step. Everyone draws lots according to groupings, and what they draw. Next, the program you want to perform is to interpret your original program content in the form stated in the notes you draw."

“…”

After finally figuring out what Yi Cheng meant, everyone had the same expression on their faces.

This... isn't it too casual?

"In this way, the show will become messy in the end!"

As a dedicated director, Mary Sue was the first to make a veto.

"Oh, we weren't doing a very formal performance anyway, or something, we just want to have fun..."

"Who and I just got a big investment and we will make the party bigger and better!"

"...Have I done this? Well, then treat this as part of the content that is big and done well."

Yi Cheng waved his hand to show that he knew it, and then extended his palm again to all the saviors who were still in the circle.

"So, everyone will draw lots according to their respective programs. What is the draw, come first."

“…”

After hesitating for a while, a group of girls rushed forward and instantly divided the paper balls in Yi Cheng's hand.

As a result, there are always sadness and joy. For example, a group of saviors who performed magic before drew a love song duet this time, which would not affect the performance of the magic itself. In addition to performing magic and singing, it was a relatively lucky situation, but it was a miserable situation...

"I...I just want to play a good role in the way of winning the Tiger Mountain!"

Zuo Shandiao, a big boss from Hei Shui Province, looked dull and his mouth twitched. He looked at the notes with the words "skirt" in his hand and was crying without tears.

"Who isn't..."

The big boss of Baishan Province, who was scheduled to perform singing and dancing, also held the note with the words "acrobatics" in bitterness, and then looked at Yi Cheng pitifully like an abandoned puppy.

"The protagonist... let's discuss it..."

"No, whatever you draw is what you want, otherwise wouldn't it be unfair to others?"

“That’s it…”

Several girls around Ji Xiangtian, the tycoon of Inland Sea Province, agreed with Yi Cheng's selflessness in unison, and then smiled with the "Singing and Dance" note that should belong to Baishan Province.

OK... I just don't know who got the "elephant" show that these girls wanted to perform at the beginning.

The situation is, this is the case, and the result is basically the result. However, after the lottery is completed here, Yi Cheng always feels that he has forgotten something...

"……senior."

At some point, the Sea Emperor, who came to Yi Cheng silently, blushed and handed him a note.

...So, how many times has this been...digging a hole and burying yourself?
Chapter completed!