"How many floors are there?" Li Zhiting, a member of the Little Fresh Meat team, looked up and asked. The TV station was quite high, at least twenty floors high.
Hearing Li Zhiting's words, Chen He and Zheng Kai couldn't help but look up as well. They were curious about how many floors there were.
The director continued to speak.
"We've always emphasized that your numbers will play a crucial role in this segment."
"Oh …" Baby exclaimed. Her pair of willowy eyebrows furrowed slightly as if she had sensed something was wrong. She couldn't help but glare at Lu Fei, thinking, "Lu Fei and I are both number six. Will we tear the name tags together?"
The rules of the game were read aloud.
This round of the game was divided into two parts. Each game was limited to one hour. Two out of six members of each team would be in the control room to instruct and assist their teammates. Four members would enter and tear the name tags in order of number. One person would be torn and another would be added until the end of the game. At the end of the game, the team that tore the most name tags would win.
After reading the rules of the game, Ye Zuxing of the Little Fresh Meat team couldn't remain calm.
"Ah, I'm number one. Why am I so tragic? The first person to tear me apart." Ye Zuxing was about to cry.
"Hahahaha … It's okay. Good luck." Baby encouraged Ye Zuxing with a smile.
The other members of the Little Fresh Meat team were calmer. Lu Fei didn't expect the name tags to be torn apart like this. It was too different from what they had imagined. However, this was good. It was very likely that he wouldn't have to face Baby.
Deng Chao was calmer. He was number one in the Little Fresh Meat team and also the first person to be torn apart. However, he didn't seem to be in a hurry. Although he wasn't in a hurry, he still pointed out the unfairness of the game.
"This game is indeed disadvantageous for the Little Fresh Meat team. Really, we have to suppress our feet for a year before we can play this game," Deng Chao said.
"That's right. Our average age is thirty-three years old. Fighting with a bunch of young men in their twenties is going to be tough," Chen He continued to speak.
"We only know how to use our brains to play games. Now, we're competing on stamina, stamina …" Wang Jiulan began to speak.
"That's right. Suddenly, he doesn't use his brain and just tears it apart. How can we endure it?" Li Chen also began to sigh.
Lu Fei had a faint smile on his face. He was the youngest member of the Uncles Team, and the only one in his twenties. Naturally, it was not convenient for him to interrupt.
While the uncle's team was discussing, Zhang Yixing's brain was acting up again for some reason. He seemed to be in a much better mood. At this moment, he was acting up. He was gesticulating with his fists as if he was practicing some kind of boxing technique.
Lin Gengxin couldn't help but feel disgusted. Was there something wrong with this guy's head? Damn. He complained in his heart.
At this time, Zhang Yixing was even more pretentious. He began to rub his body against the wall and punched continuously in front of everyone.
"Hey, Zhang Yixing, did you train before? Do you want to have a match with our uncle's team's Lu Fei? Let's have a friendly match. It won't hurt each other's feelings. How about that? "Deng Chao smiled innocently at this moment, but his heart was full of cunning.
"Yes, come. Come, show us your skills." Chen He also began to encourage. Everyone couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to find Lu Fei to teach Zhang Yixing a lesson.
Lu Fei gave Deng Chao a look, as if to say, "You know me."
Zhang Yixing was dumbfounded. F * ck, I just wanted to act cool in front of the camera. Who said I was trained?
"Ah? Senior, no, no, I can't. "Zhang Yixing shook his head.
"Hey, how can a man say no? You're a man, you can't be like this. Come, Zhang Yixing, come. We'll support you. "Lin Gengxin also laughed evilly.
Lu Fei walked in front of Zhang Yixing and said, "How about this, since everyone is in high spirits, let's have a try. I'll fight you with one hand. How about that?"
"Senior, are you trying to beat me up?" Zhang Yixing asked weakly. He didn't believe that he could beat Lu Fei with one hand.
"Hahaha … beat you up?" Everyone laughed. Seeing Zhang Yixing's cowardice, everyone was amused. The director didn't stop him.
"I've never practiced martial arts. Don't worry, it's not certain who will win." Lu Fei explained with a smile.
"Okay, senior, then I'll do it. You said you'll only use one hand." Zhang Yixing gritted his teeth and prepared to fight. He wanted to vent all his anger today. It was all Lu Fei's fault. He had lost all his face today. He wanted to explode. Could the EXO member, Zhang Yixing, avenge his humiliation? Let's wait and see.
A few seconds later, the crowd dispersed. Everyone looked at Zhang Yixing and Lu Fei in the middle. The cameraman was also shooting this scene excitedly. Of course, they knew that after shooting this scene, the running man would definitely be very good for the ratings. For the ratings, the cameramen were ready to give it their all.
"Come on, come on, Lu Fei." Deng Chao applauded from behind.
"Come on, come on …" Chen He, Li Chen, Zheng Kai, Wang Yulan, all of them were cheering for Lu Fei.
However, no one cheered for Zhang Yixing. At this moment, Baby was also clapping excitedly and laughing. "Lu Fei, come on, come on …"
"Pfft …" Zhang Yixing spat out a mouthful of blood. He turned to look at Baby. "Captain Yang Ying, whose side are you on?"
"Hahahaha …" Everyone laughed. Zhang Yixing hadn't won yet, but it seemed like he had already lost the support of his teammates.
Baby smiled sweetly. "I'm on both sides. I was originally on the Men's running team, but the director insisted that I join the Flowery Men's Team." Gradually, Baby's face showed signs of being wronged.
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