[Variety Show Iconic Moment]
While the three guests were placing their bets, the official Weibo account of “Red-Blue Competition” also started the first round of betting.
All viewers watching the livestream could participate in the Weibo vote without any conditions, guessing whether the Blue Team or Red Team would win. After the game ended, the system would automatically select five people from those who guessed correctly and award them prizes prepared by the production team.
The prizes included snack gift packages provided by sponsors, as well as autographed promotional photos from the guest participants.
The host said: “Audience friends, the first round of prediction voting on Weibo has now closed. Let’s take a look at the voting results.”
The director displayed the Weibo voting interface.
The blue voting bar was noticeably higher than the red one.
The host said with surprise: “Today’s ratio of guesses for Blue Team versus Red Team is 6:4. It seems more viewers believe the FTM boy band’s Blue Team will win the first round!”
The host looked at the five members: “Over 60% of viewers think you’ll win. Anything you’d like to say to the audience?”
Mo Xun smiled and said: “Thank you everyone, we’ll do our best to win!”
The host continued, asking the opposing guests: “What about the Red Team? Any pre-game declaration for the audience?”
The Red Team’s captain immediately said to the camera: “Our pants today are black. So, we’ll be the dark horse—we’ll definitely win!”
His teammates couldn’t help but mock him: “What’s the connection between black pants and dark horses?” “Hahaha, captain’s making a forced connection.”
[Red Team already starting internal conflict]
[Blue Team is an idol group, they definitely have better chemistry being together every day]
[Betting everything on Blue Team this episode]
[I also think FTM Group has a better chance of winning]
The host smiled and said: “The first round of games is about to begin. Will the team captains please come forward to draw lots to determine the playing order!”
Mo Xun and the Red Team’s captain stepped forward together and each drew a card from the box on the table. Mo Xun drew “first,” while the Red Team drew “second.”
The host said: “Blue Team goes first. Who will be responsible for drawing?”
Tan Junwen raised his hand and said: “I’ll draw, they’ll guess.”
The host had Tan Junwen sit in front of the screen and gave him a drawing pad and pen.
It was a smart electronic drawing board that could erase marks at any time using an eraser program, redraw, and even change the pen color—very convenient.
Tan Junwen sat on the stool with a smile, ready to begin, while his four teammates sat neatly opposite him.
The host explained: “In a moment, topics will appear on the screen. The person responsible for drawing cannot speak and must describe these words by drawing on the board. The remaining four teammates can guess freely.”
“If the drawer doesn’t know how to depict something, or if teammates really can’t guess it, you can choose to skip that topic.”
“The game lasts 10 minutes, with one point for each correct guess. Whichever team scores more points wins. Is the rule clear to all guests?”
Everyone nodded in unison: “Clear.”
The host: “Then, countdown 3, 2, 1—game start!”
With a ding, the first topic appeared on the large screen facing Tan Junwen—a very simple word: “downpour.”
Tan Junwen scratched his head and began drawing on the board.
His pen moved quickly, finishing the drawing in an instant before showing the board to his teammates. This position also had a dedicated camera that would enlarge what the guest drew to present it to the audience.
The four teammates looked at his drawing, glanced at each other, and were utterly bewildered.
The bullet comment section was nearly dying of laughter.
[What is that supposed to be?]
[What does that have to do with a downpour?]
[Hahaha, turns out he’s an abstract artist]
[Teammates collectively confused, looking at each other—I’m dying of laughter]
Fang Yinnian was the first to guess: “Umm… lines?”
Indeed, what he had drawn was just a bunch of messy lines. Fang Yinnian was quite direct, guessing “lines,” which triggered a flood of “hahaha” in the bullet comment section.
Tan Junwen hurriedly waved his hands to indicate that was incorrect.
Tang Che guessed: “Abstract art.”
Tan Junwen: “…”
[Abstract art hahaha, Tang Che hit the nail on the head]
[Tang Che: What kind of weird drawing is this?]
[Tan Junwen, didn’t you study art?]
[This handsome guy actually studied art? Shocking!]
[FTM’s wiki profile mentions that Junwen attended art school]
[Art schools’ reputation taking a hit~]
Tan Junwen hurriedly drew a cloud above the mess of lines. However, his cloud was also very abstract—barely recognizable as a cloud.
Mo Xun helplessly said: “First tell us how many characters the word has.”
Tan Junwen wrote down “2”.
Fu Fei had a sudden inspiration: “Dark clouds!”
Tang Che: “Lightning.”
Mo Xun: “Thunder?”
Fang Yinnian said: “Downpour?”
A “bingo” sound effect indicated a correct answer, and Tan Junwen excitedly gave Fang Yinnian two thumbs up.
The second topic was “herding sheep.”
Tan Junwen pondered deeply and began drawing on the board.
This time he drew for longer, making everyone think he was about to reveal some impressive artwork.
But when he finished, his four teammates: “…”
They couldn’t understand it at all.
Tan Junwen wrote a “2” next to the drawing, meaning it was two characters.
Tang Che guessed: “Sacrifice ritual?”
The other three teammates all nodded: “It should be a sacrifice ritual.”
Fang Yinnian said: “It could also be an altar, offerings?”
Mo Xun asked: “Are the things you drew alive?”
Fu Fei very confidently said: “Animals! I can see he’s drawn animals.”
[Hahahaha]
[What’s going on with you guys? Where’s the teamwork?]
[Tan Junwen’s drawings are really abstract]
[Is that supposed to be a sheep?]
[Hilarious]
Tan Junwen helplessly erased everything and drew again.
This time he was very serious, directly drawing a complete little sheep, lifelike, with two delicate horns drawn very meticulously.
Fang Yinnian immediately guessed correctly: “Sheep!”
Fu Fei was speechless: “…Brother, what you drew earlier was a sheep?”
[Hahaha, Xiao Fei looks like he wants to go up and hit Tan Junwen]
[How did you learn art, handsome guy?]
[Abstract art is like that—who can understand a bunch of lines?]
Fang Yinnian was confused: “Still not correct? Mountain goat? Ram? Lamb?”
Tan Junwen drew a person in front of the little sheep, holding a rope.
Tang Che: “Herding sheep?”
Tan Junwen breathed a sigh of relief; these people finally guessed correctly.
You guys really have no teamwork. The first drawing had so many little sheep with a person in front—couldn’t you see that?
Five minutes had already passed, and they had only answered the second question.
This time the screen showed an idiom: “wolfing down food” (literally “wolf swallow tiger gulp” in Chinese).
Tan Junwen thought about it—with his abstract style, the wolf and tiger he’d draw would likely be unrecognizable to his teammates, so he decisively said: “Skip.”
The fourth topic was also an idiom: “drawing a snake and adding feet” (a Chinese idiom meaning doing something unnecessary that ruins the effect).
This was simple! Tan Junwen quickly drew a cute cartoon-style little snake on the paper and gave the snake two feet.
Fang Yinnian guessed instantly: “Drawing a snake and adding feet!”
The bullet comment section sent a stream of “666” (meaning “awesome” in Chinese internet slang).
[This cartoon little snake is so cute, with an adorable big head]
[Afraid his teammates wouldn’t guess correctly, he even drew a tongue and eyes this time, hahaha dying of laughter]
[The young man’s drawing style is quite inconsistent]
[Sometimes abstract, sometimes cute, I surrender]
With Tan Junwen’s earnest drawing efforts and his teammates’ brain-wracking guesses and associations, 10 minutes quickly passed.
The host said: “Congratulations to the Blue Team for guessing a total of 6 words within 10 minutes, scoring 6 points!”
The teammates politely applauded together.
Tan Junwen put down the drawing board and walked to his teammates, asking helplessly: “Were my drawings that hard to guess? For the last question, a chicken and a dog—it was obviously ‘chicken flying dog jumping’ (a Chinese idiom meaning chaos). Couldn’t you guess that?”
Fu Fei asked in surprise: “What, that was a dog you drew?”
Tang Che: “I thought it was some kind of monster.”
Fang Yinnian said: “I recognized the chicken, and I almost guessed ‘rising at the crow of a rooster’ because that monster looked like it was about to dance.”
Tan Junwen: “…”
Mo Xun patted his shoulder: “You made the right choice not pursuing art as a career.”
Fang Yinnian said, holding back laughter: “I really couldn’t understand it.”
Since the show was being broadcast live, their conversations were picked up by the on-site microphones. Hearing them mock their teammate, the audience laughed and frantically sent bullet comments.
The number of bullet comments for this episode doubled compared to the previous one.
Compared to those guest participants who were unfamiliar with each other and thus appeared very reserved, this boy band was hilarious—not only did they lack teamwork, but they also teased each other without mercy.
The host: “Next, let’s invite the Red Team to play the Pictionary game. Will the person responsible for drawing please come and sit here!”
The Red Team sent a short-haired girl as their drawer.
She wasn’t professionally trained in art, but she drew quickly, and her drawings were somewhat like those of kindergarten children—simple lines that were relatively easy to guess.
Her teammates guessed correctly in succession.
Hearing the continuous “Bingo” correct prompt sounds, the expressions of the five FTM members gradually became awkward.
—Oh no, they were going to lose this round.
After 10 minutes, the host excitedly announced: “Game over! Congratulations to the Red Team for a final score of 12 points. The Blue Team scored 6 points. In the first round of Pictionary, the Red Team wins!”
The five members of the Red Team high-fived and cheered together.
The Blue Team members silently looked at each other, collectively speechless.
The host smiled and said: “The Blue Team failed in the first round of games and must accept a punishment. Please come to our punishment area.”
The five of them obediently walked forward and stood in the punishment area.
The host said: “Please draw a punishment from the box. The regular guest who bet on the Blue Team will also receive the punishment!”
Mo Xun politely made an inviting gesture: “Teacher Cheng, please draw.”
Cheng Kangle said: “My luck is terrible; I’m not sure what I’ll draw.” He smiled and reached into the box, pulling out a small punishment slip.
[All participants please wear beards and take a group photo with funny poses]
Fang Yinnian sighed with relief after seeing the punishment—just taking a silly photo, quite simple.
Members of the props team brought over a variety of beards, both long and short.
Mo Xun chose a white Santa Claus-style beard and turned to carefully stick it on Fang Yinnian. He laughed while attaching it because he thought Yinnian looked particularly cute with this beard.
After attaching it, Mo Xun said: “You can cosplay as Santa Claus.”
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