Chapter 67: The Trilogy of Becoming a God - The Ultimate Trash Person Fourteen

  Wu Dalang picked a banana peel from his head, licked it, and chuckled. He then scratched his butt in a classic manner, and afterwards put the fingers that had scratched his butt into his mouth, just like the scene where Second Master's son-in-law crashed into the wedding ceremony.

  Haha, ugly people have good luck. Wu Dalang can be said to have continuously used his tongue-lashing, butt-grabbing, and finger-licking moves, finally stabilizing his footing.

  But when Wu Dalang tried to take off his upper garment again, although there were no more fruit peels thrown from below, the sighs and whispers started again. Being ugly is just unlovable, Wu Dalang resolutely gave up his plan to undress.

  Actually, Wu Dalang is still quite lucky. If he really took off his clothes without caring about anything, his beer belly and messy chest hair would probably make the audience vomit up their food from the day before yesterday.

  Wu Dalang is completely unable to dance, he clumsily jumped around for a while, the audience below almost rushed up to beat him. But Wu Dalang just didn't have that awareness, and continued to jump around wildly.

  Ye Qing felt a bit regretful, watching as time was being wasted second by second by this foolish person. It was really a pity. Having no other choice, Ye Qing could only transmit his voice to Wu Dalang: "Give you three minutes, tell everyone the most ridiculous thing you think is funny, if everyone laughs, then you can stop, and then in three minutes, give away one million as a reward, and then come down!"

  It's really that onlookers see clearly while those in the midst are confused. Wu Dalang isn't a fool, after hearing Ye Qing's transmission, he naturally had an epiphany and completely understood. Ye Qing is now extremely anxious, if he really delays Old Master's affairs, he estimates that his own future prospects will be bleak.

  Wu Dalang finally stopped dancing, and the audience seats were filled with waves of fainting sounds, some even clutched their chests, guessing that if Wu Dalang continued to dance, half of the audience would be scared to death!

  "Hey, ladies, beauties! I'm Wu Dalang. My dance just scared you all, right? Now, let me tell you a joke that's so funny it'll make up for the fright. If it doesn't make you laugh, come on stage and give me a big slap!"

  Everyone looks at him pitifully, and since it's come to this, let's just give him some friendly applause, maybe he can really tell a joke.

  Wu Dalang finally put his finger into his own thick lips and said, "As the story goes, my family Wu Dalang raised an old mother pig..."

  Hahaha...

  Finally, there is laughter, I don't have to worry about being slapped in the face anymore.

  The family saw that the old sow was fed three large bowls of good pig feed every day, but she didn't get pregnant, so they were anxious and urged me to take her to the breeding station for mating.

  I'm taking the old sow to the breeding station, after all, she's the main source of income for our family, and her status is slightly higher than mine.

  Haha, this fool, bang bang bang...

  Wu Dalang saw that there was laughter and applause, so he became even more energetic in his storytelling.

  Who would have thought that the veterinarian with a shoelace for a face smacked his lips and said, "You pig, ah, need artificial insemination!"

  He heard that his whole face turned green, and finally he said with a determined heart: "Okay, okay, I'm just afraid it will bite me!"

  Haha... I'm going to die, this Wu Dalang is something else!

  As a result, some people still gave Wu Dalang a friendly reward. Wu Dalang exaggeratedly looked at the plastic electronic watch on his wrist and chuckled. The joke had been told for four minutes, and it was overtime. There were only two minutes left to receive rewards, so he must succeed this time. Fortunately, there was a shortcut in front of him, and as long as he followed the routine, he wouldn't go wrong.

  When Wu Dalang also came down with a permanent VIP card in his hand and the golden plaque of Jin Ya Wang hanging from his neck, he saw Ye Qing's face with a murderous look.

  Wu Dalang scratched his butt and thought, he had completed the task perfectly, at least he should have earned 60 or 70 fans' value, it shouldn't be worse than Tie Mu's!

  Ye Qing is now regretful to the point of having green intestines, and there are still twenty minutes left. Originally thought that with just 50 or 60 fans' value, he himself would be able to handle it within twenty minutes, isn't that a sure thing?

  Just now, I was still worried and stretched my divine consciousness into the fan management area. After carefully checking the task, I meowed in surprise. The fan value that increases by 10% actually can't be counted as part of the completed task quota. What a killing rhythm!

  There are only twenty minutes left, and I still lack 95 fan points to complete the task. If I fail, that damned system will randomly deduct two attribute points. If I become an idiot or can't play anymore, I'd rather smash into a tofu block and die! It seems I have no choice but to sacrifice my flesh bag for fan points.

  Ye Qing directly used his worldly "Treading Snow Without a Trace" and "Flying Light Body" skills, slipping onto the high stage like a shadow.

  Clap clap clap......

  Unexpectedly, as soon as he got on stage, he received so many applause. In the VIP seats around the stage, those rich ladies and mistresses took off their sunglasses, holding a handful of cash, waiting for Ye Qing to take off his clothes or make a stunning performance, ready to reward him immediately.

  Haha, Ye Qing didn't come to ask for rewards, Ye Qing was just forced by the upgraded system and had no choice but to resort to attracting attention.

  Haha, since we've started playing, let's make it a blast and dazzle the eyes of you wild ducks.

  Ye Qing slightly used a bit of spiritual power, and with a "boom", the upper garment immediately exploded completely, including that very sturdy military canvas vest.

  Clap Clap Clap...

  Ye Qing's performance immediately attracted the scorching gaze of everyone, including those on the second floor. They all stared at Ye Qing's bronze skin, his agile and ethereal face, and even the few rich women who were close to the stage were so shocked that they forgot to give tips.

  Ye Qing immediately used the mysterious step method in the Shadow Fist, his body was strong and explosive like fire, but his steps were light and airy like a shadow, completely carefree and unpredictable. This combination of angelic and devilish moves made countless women's hearts beat wildly.

  Ye Qing was still a rookie, and it was his first time to show up in such an occasion. Seeing that someone liked his performance, Ye Qing was also very excited. However, he thought of ways to make them thank him instead. He didn't want their rewards, but if they thanked him sincerely, he could reward them back instead.

  The surface is bright and beautiful, but in fact, it's like walking on thin ice! If one's performance isn't good enough to leave a deep impression on everyone, it'll be hard to get the reward later. I need 95 fans' value, but with only 60 or 70 service staff, even if they all give me their fans' value, today's task will still fail completely.

  It seems that just using the Shadow Fist's elegant steps is not enough to conquer the hearts of these proud women, I must conquer them and reward them with a counterattack, only then can my fan value task be guaranteed!

  Now what wealth and fame, face and integrity, compared to one's own mission, all have to give way. Alright, let you see what it means to dance with the demons!

  Ye Qing had carefully observed Mao Zhongxian's Demon Dance, and with his understanding of the Shadow Fist technique, he was confident that he could master it to 99%.

  Ye Qing is no longer afraid of losing face, directly using his true energy to shatter his pants into a swimsuit. Think about it, aren't all divers in this pose? Since he's going to perform the "Group Demon Dance", he must dazzle several pairs of malicious dog eyes!

  Ye Qing's popularity is explosive, and on that not-so-small stage, a thick layer of banknotes has already piled up. It seems that making money from women is easier than making money from men, although Ye Qing didn't plan to put the money in his pocket.

  Ye Qing took a glance at the time, still thirteen minutes and three seconds away from midnight. His own "Devil's Dance" could only last for three minutes at most. And yet, his fate was now hanging in the balance of this chaotic dance. The twists and turns of life were indeed unpredictable!

  Ye Qing's face suddenly became expressionless, just like the Thousand-Handed Guanyin's expression. With rapid arm movements, the audience's line of sight would experience a visual lag, and the scene presented to them would appear as an eerie image. On stage, Ye Qing first split into two, then two split into four...

  Wow wow wow……, Ahhh, it's all over, is this the rhythm of the birth of a new duck king? The goddess Wang Bai Xian from the second floor actually came down in person. That ethereal and elegant figure, an angelic face that even a horse can't catch up to, truly has the style of a spendthrift.

  Look at the handwriting of the prodigal goddess, it's really extraordinary! Directly rewarding one million, that's a real one million in cash!

  Ye Qing is now a headache, since she danced so well, I don't want your rewards, you all shouted thank you in unison, isn't that enough? But they just cheered and threw money on the stage, grabbing their hair and clothes, this is really a lavish party! However, Ye Qing only needed a simple thank you!

  Under the stimulation of the Millionaire Goddess's reward, the whole venue was in an uproar, forming a storm of rewards. What? A hundred yuan reward is not even worth taking out. A thousand yuan reward has to be done secretly, otherwise it will not only fail to bring the thrill of rewarding, but also lose face.

  Ye Qing's three-minute dance, established Ye Qing as the new Golden Duck King, Jin Yan sat in the general manager's office, staring at the surveillance screen, her legs trembling with excitement. She had opened this private club to alleviate boredom, and unexpectedly, it really attracted the Golden Duck King, this young man named Xue Shi, I, Jin Yan, have got him, hahaha...

  Ye Qing's dance is nearing its end, the audience rises to their feet for Ye Qing, it's a standing ovation for beauty, without any vulgarity, I didn't expect that coming to this private club would allow me to catch such a great visual feast, what Spring Festival Gala, what international stage, haha, compared to this strange Bloodstone, they are far, far inferior...

  Ye Qing looked at everyone's enthusiastic applause and support, originally intending to jump a while longer, but time, oh time!

  Ye Qing suddenly stopped the chaotic dance, as thousands of people upstairs and downstairs were following Ye Qing's movements. Now Ye Qing has stopped moving without warning, ah, that feeling of losing balance, a sense of emptiness forever!

  Apart from a few die-hard fans who fell to the ground, everyone else finally stabilized their footing. For three brief seconds, there was an awkward silence, so quiet that you could even hear the sound of people's heartbeats. Then came thunderous applause, and someone shouted out, "Xue Shi Xue Shi, I love you!" The entire audience echoed with this one voice!

  Clap Clap Clap...

  Ye Qing looked at everyone's excited expressions, and was also deeply moved. Deep down in everyone's hearts, there is still a kind and beautiful heart. When we see beauty that transcends human art, we can't help but praise it. That kind of vulgarity is actually a manifestation of the emptiness and desolation within one's heart. As long as we use true beauty to fill the void in our hearts, everyone will become noble. Therefore, elegance is not exclusive to those with high knowledge; as long as we try to appreciate true beauty, we can also be elegant.

  However, Ye Qing is worried, how can they be asked to express gratitude in a elegant way? It seems that expressing gratitude is indeed a skill.