Rebirth 09: Starting from taking charge of Running Man on CCTV

Chapter 134 Eye Contact Cards: Rules Revealed

The warm yellow light from the card table cast a golden glow on everyone's faces.

Chow Yun-fat slowly closed his folding fan and tapped his fingertips twice on the edge of the table.

Andy Lau smiled and shook his head.

"Just like the real thing."

Stephen Chow has already sat down.

With his hands in his hoodie pockets, he looked down at the five transparent acrylic boxes in the center of the table.

He didn't say anything.

Chen He circled the card table, touching the green velvet cloth with both hands, his mouth practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

"How much is this table? If the production team doesn't want it, I'll buy it."

Deng kicked him.

"What are you going to do with it? Play mahjong?"

Shen Teng stood on the outermost edge, arms crossed, and glanced around the room with a smile.

Their gaze finally settled on Chen Yang.

"Director Chen."

Chen Yang is standing next to the camera crew at the side of the card table.

"Um?"

"You've put so much thought into setting this scene."

Shen Teng waved his hand with a smile, "I feel like I'm not here to record a variety show, but to pay off my gambling debts."

The audience laughed for a while.

Chen Yang didn't respond to his comment.

He raised his hand and pressed it down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Everyone."

The laughter stopped.

All ten people turned to look at them.

Chen Yang spoke in a calm and unhurried tone.

"The last game, and the ultimate showdown of the day."

He paused for a second, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the ten people.

"Eye-catching cards".

Deng Chao raised an eyebrow.

"Each person has two decks of cards, one set of red cards and one set of blue cards, all numbered from one to ten."

Chen Yang held up two fingers.

"Before each round begins, you will blindly draw one card from the red cards and stick it on your forehead."

He reached out and made a slapping motion on his forehead.

"I can't see the numbers on my own forehead, but everyone else can."

Chen He narrowed his eyes.

"Then, draw another card from the blue cards, hold it in your hand as your bottom card, and only you can see it."

Chen Yang stretched out his hands.

"The red card plus the blue card, the sum of the two numbers, is your total score for this round."

He paused for a moment.

The person with the highest total points gets all the coins that everyone has bet on the table.

Deng Chao's hand rested on the edge of the card table.

"How do we play?"

There are three choices in each round.

"If the previous person placed a bet, you can..."

"Fold. Abandon this round."

"Call. Put the same amount of money into the pot."

"Raise the bet. Put more coins into the pool."

He glanced at the entire room.

Chen Yang stopped there.

The room was silent for three seconds.

Then Deng Chao spoke up.

"Wait a moment."

He raised his finger and pointed to his forehead.

"The red card is on my forehead, but I can't see it myself. The blue card is in my hand, but only I know it."

Chen Yang nodded.

"How do I determine if my total points are high enough?"

Chen Yang smiled.

"Look at the person on the other side."

Deng Chao was stunned for a moment.

"You can't see the red card on your own forehead, but you can see the red cards on everyone else's forehead."

Chen Yang's voice was a beat slow.

"In other words, the only thing you don't know is your own red card."

"And your only basis for judgment is other people's reaction after seeing your red card."

The entire room fell silent.

Shen Teng's smile froze.

Chen He's lips slowly curled back into a smile.

Stephen Chow raised his head.

"If he sees a ten on your forehead, he might fold."

Chen Yang continued.

"If he sees a number on your forehead, he might increase his bet."

"But he might also lie to you."

"He has a two on his forehead and a three on his blue card, which adds up to five points. But when he sees that you have a nine on your forehead, he deliberately pretends to be very confident and raises to force you to fold."

"Conversely, he has a nine on his forehead and an eight on his blue card, totaling seventeen points, almost guaranteeing a win. But he deliberately feigns hesitation, calling without raising, to lure you into staying on the table and betting more coins."

Deng Chao took a breath.

"This is fucking acting."

Shen Teng finally stopped laughing.

"It's not just about acting skills."

Chen Yang looked at him.

"It's a combination of acting skills, psychological warfare, and mathematical probability."

"You have to control your own facial expressions, read other people's expressions, and calculate your chances of winning."

Chow Yun-fat unfolded his folding fan.

He slowly fanned himself twice, his eyes gleaming.

"It's fun."

Two words.

Andy Lau smiled and nodded beside him.

"This design is interesting."

Stephen Chow didn't say anything, but he pushed his hat back a little.

This already represents a significant expression of interest for him.

Chen Yang raised his hand.

"This session will be divided into two groups, with five people in each group sitting at the table."

Deng Chao immediately responded.

"How do we divide it?"

"The power to group..."

Chen Yang paused for a moment.

"Give it to the player who currently has the fewest gold coins."

The entire audience was stunned.

Then, almost simultaneously, everyone's gaze swept in the same direction.

Li Chen, Zheng Kai, Wang Baoqiang, and Baby.

Fourteen pieces.

Four people tied for last place.

Chen He immediately realized what was happening.

"Those four people all have fourteen coins, whose advice should they take?"

Chen Yang smiled.

"The palm and the back of the hand, the first person eliminated gets to divide them."

Deng laughed.

"Does being eliminated first grant one more right?"

"right."

Chen Yang's tone was very calm.

"In today's game, the weaker the player, the more say they have."

The four of them exchanged glances.

Baby clenched her fists nervously.

Zheng Kai flexed his wrists, looking completely unconvinced.

Li Chen stood there expressionless.

Wang Baoqiang scratched his head.

"Shall we begin?"

The four people formed a circle.

"Both palms and backs of my hand, I'm the most handsome!"

Chen He started making a fuss from the side.

Deng slapped him on the back of the head.

"Shut up, this is none of your business."

Round 1.

All four hands flipped out at the same time.

Baby's palms down.

Zheng Kai's palm is facing down.

Li Chen's palms were facing up.

Wang Baoqiang's palms are facing up.

Wang Baoqiang is the only one who is different from the other three.

"Wang Baoqiang has been awarded the right to be grouped."

Chen Yang's voice was devoid of any emotion.

But the atmosphere in the room changed instantly.

All eyes turned to Wang Baoqiang.

Wang Baoqiang was still standing there scratching his head.

He hadn't reacted yet.

Deng Chao was the first to rush over.

"Keep strong!"

He put his arm around Wang Baoqiang's shoulder, his face beaming with smiles.

"Baoqiang, you know I've always been good to you, right? After the last recording, I even said I'd treat you to barbecue, remember?"

Wang Baoqiang blinked.

When did you say that?

"Last time! Just last time!"

Deng patted him on the back, "You forgot? It's okay, I remember."

Chen He squeezed through from the other side and reached out to massage Wang Baoqiang's shoulders.

"Baoqiang, have you been tired lately? Shall I give you a massage?"

"Stop hitting me."

Wang Baoqiang dodged to the side, saying, "You're too strong."

"No, no, I'm very light."

Chen He smiled broadly, his grip as light as an ant crawling.

Shen Teng also came over with a smile.

"Baoqiang, you know me, I never ask for favors. But about today..."

He clasped his hands together and bowed to Wang Baoqiang.

"Please be lenient."

Baby stood behind, and Wang Baoqiang gave her a sweet smile.

"Brother Baoqiang, you'll take care of me, right?"

Zheng Kai stood to the side with his hands on his hips, stubbornly refusing to admit defeat.

"I don't care, you can divide it however you like."

Li Chen nodded as well.

"Baoqiang, you handle this."

Chow Yun-fat watched this scene from beside the card table, laughing so hard he almost dropped his folding fan.

Andy Lau braced himself on the edge of the table with both hands, his shoulders trembling.

Stephen Chow lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Wang Baoqiang stood in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by people all around him.

He glanced at Deng Chao on his left, then at Chen He on his right, and then turned to look at Shen Teng behind him.

Then he laughed.

That kind of smile where the eyes are squinted into slits.

"I've made up my mind."

Everyone held their breath for a second.

"Group One."

Wang Baoqiang pointed towards the card table.

"Brother Chow Yun-fat".

Chow Yun-fat raised an eyebrow.

"Brother Hua".

Andy Lau nodded with a smile.

"Stephen Chow".

Stephen Chow remained expressionless.

When the three names were announced, the room remained relatively calm.

Then Wang Baoqiang turned his finger in a different direction.

It points to Chen He.

"Chen He".

Chen He's smile froze on his face.

Wang Baoqiang's finger shifted slightly again.

It points to Shen Teng.

"Shen Teng".

Shen Teng's squinting eyes suddenly snapped open.

There was a two-second silence.

Then Chen He's voice rang out.

"What?!"

His voice cracked.

"I already said it."

Wang Baoqiang withdrew his finger and nodded with a simple and honest expression.

"Chow Yun-fat, Andy Lau, Stephen Chow, Chen He, and Shen Teng, one group."

Chen He's legs went weak.

It's not an exaggeration.