As expected of the youngest film emperor in Chinese entertainment, Fu Yunxi gave nothing away, even after Yue Lan stared at him for a good while.
She fell silent for a moment.
"This thing can hold a lot."
Yu Zhiwei pondered for a moment and decided to follow Yue Lan's lead.
"Some people also use it to hold garbage."
Xie Lin's gaze swept over the three of them, lingering on Fu Yunxi's face for a second.
He could roughly guess what was on the others' cards. It should be some kind of vehicle.
As for how many wheels, knowing Director Sha, it was most likely a four-wheeled vehicle.
So he said with a perfectly straight face:
"This thing comes in both electric and manual versions."
Fu Yunxi immediately cracked, letting out a few snorting laughs.
[Good lord, an electric fourth great-uncle with loads of storage.]
[A new-energy fourth great-uncle.]
[A hybrid fourth great-uncle.]
[A cyberpunk fourth great-uncle.]
[A fourth great-uncle you can plug in or operate manually, hahahaha.]
[I think they can vote already. Film Emperor Fu has given himself away, haha.]
[If you ask me, they should just stop calling this game "Who Is the Undercover" and call it "Nobody Laugh" instead.]
[Whoever laughs is the undercover, hahahaha.]
[Wait, why does this sound a little dirty to me?]
Lu Ye silently stared at his wife for a while. Who knew what came to mind, but his face began turning suspiciously red, the color gradually spreading to his ears.
"What are you doing?"
Xie Lin looked at him blankly and poked his arm.
"It's your turn. Are you the undercover? Can't think of what to say?"
Lu Ye quickly turned his head and swallowed.
"Um, once this thing gets old, you can sell it for scrap metal."
[A scrapped fourth