If Deng Chao's action of delaying Chen He was a self-inflicted injury, then this time, Wang Jiaer's action of delaying Li Cheng was like trying to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice used to lure it. Not only was he unable to stop Li Cheng, he could only be dragged away by Li Cheng. Li Cheng used his astonishing arm strength to drag Wang Jiaer back.
But Wang Jiaer still had the headscarf in his hands, but with Wang Jiaer's strength, he really couldn't break free from Li Cheng's grasp. Li Cheng's two hands were like iron pincers, holding him tightly. No matter how he struggled, it was useless. And the one who was in pain was himself. Li Cheng's hands were rough and had calluses, so he didn't know pain.
So Wang Jiaer could only be in pain.
Wang Jiaer had no choice but to take advantage of the fact that he wasn't dragged too far away by Li Cheng to fling the headscarf in his hands.
If it was a broom in his hands, he could have successfully flung it to D1's position.
But unfortunately, it wasn't a broom in Wang Jiaer's hands, but a headscarf. Even though he used all his strength, the headscarf only floated to B4's position, which was closest to him. It was still miles away from D1's position.
From the point of view of throwing, the props of both sides were not very fair. Just now, Deng Chao had thrown the broom into the dustpan from far away. If he were to throw the headscarf again, let alone throwing it into Bing San's dustpan, not only would he not be able to throw it into the dustpan from that distance, he might even use too much force to throw it behind himself, let alone throw it into Bing San's dustpan.
But even though this wasn't very fair, it couldn't be blamed on the props team. Because who would have thought that this game would become a game of eyesight and hand strength? Wasn't it supposed to be a competition of mental and physical strength? This wasn't basketball, who told you to shoot three-pointers?
Next, it was another tense moment. Because, Team Red was only missing D1. As long as the people below weren't surpassed by Team Blue, Team Red would definitely win.
This time, the one who everyone placed their hopes on was Student Jia Ling. Zheng Kai took over from Team Blue.
Although Zheng Kai's speed was astonishing, Jia Ling was the first to set off. She left Zheng Kai far behind from the start. Jia Ling carried everyone's hopes. Although she was clumsy, she used all her strength to run towards the finish line. The little cheetah didn't want to let go of any opportunity. He kept thinking that he still had a chance to turn the tables. Although Jia Ling was clumsy, she was smart. She knew what she had to do. She picked up the broom on Ding Two and moved it towards Ding One.
In the nick of time, Zheng Kai had already arrived. He picked up a headscarf from the ground and prepared to block the attack. However, he was still a step behind Jia Ling. Jia Ling had already placed the broom into Ding Yi's dustpan. With the outcome already decided, Zheng Kai could only throw the headscarf outside. He stood up regretfully, took off his hat, and ran his fingers through his hair.
Just now, he was so close to successfully stopping Jia Ling. There was really only a difference of 0.01 second. What a pity.
On the other hand, Team Red was elated.
Lu Fei came up and shook his fist at Jia Ling, cheering for her. The two of them happily high-fived. Jia Ling opened her arms like a champion and saluted everyone.
Deng Chao came up and carried Jia Ling. Although Jia Ling was quite heavy, Deng Chao gritted his teeth and used his strength to carry her. Although she was only off the ground for a second, Deng Chao couldn't hold on and put her down. At least he carried her.
After Deng Chao carried Jia Ling, his face twisted. However, he didn't make a sound and only let go of Jia Ling's hand.
When Li Cheng saw Deng Chao carry Jia Ling, he also wanted to go up and give Jia Ling a hug of love. However, who knew that after two hugs, he still couldn't carry her. Jia Ling felt quite embarrassed. Jing Tian, who was at the side, couldn't hold it in. He covered his forehead with one hand and laughed out loud.
In the end, Li Cheng still let go of Jia Ling. However, this was too awkward. Deng Chao carried Jia Ling, but why couldn't he carry her? His arm strength should be stronger than Deng Chao's.
In fact, Li Cheng couldn't be blamed. He just carried her in the wrong way.
When Deng Chao carried Jia Ling, he bent down slightly. Therefore, his hands were placed on Jia Ling's waist. Therefore, with his height, it was not a problem for him to hold Jia Ling's waist with both hands and lift Jia Ling off the ground for a while.
However, when Li Cheng went to carry Jia Ling, he didn't have a waist at all. When he carried Jia Ling, he put his hand under Jia Ling's armpit. If he was carrying Jing Tian or Di Lige in this position, it would be quite easy. However, if he wanted to carry Jia Ling, he had to practice weightlifting first.
The people of Team Blue regretfully failed. Each of them hung their heads dejectedly and had a sad face. There was no smile at all. Only Chen He was still like a fool, smiling as he watched Li Cheng carry Jia Ling.
His desire to win had long since disappeared along with his anger. He felt that as long as he did his best, it didn't matter if he won or not, as long as everyone was happy. The process of the game was the most important, especially the process of causing trouble.
Speaking of which, he still had to thank Deng Chao. If Deng Chao hadn't teased him first, he wouldn't have felt so happy. As expected, he wasn't suitable for honest competition.
Li Cheng awkwardly couldn't carry Jia Ling and could only awkwardly change the topic. He suddenly caught a glimpse of a red tassel on the ground.
He let go of Jia Ling and bent down to pick up the red tassel on the ground. He showed it to everyone. "Jia Ling lost her hair from running."
When Jia Ling saw this, she reflexively looked at her elbow.
Their team uniform was of the Chinese wind element. The buttons were toggle-and-loop, and the front of the shirt looked very festive. There was a pattern of clouds on the sleeves, and there were decorative tassels on the elbows. It was very festive.
Therefore, this small tassel, which wasn't particularly sturdy to begin with, fell off.
This was enough to prove how desperately she had run just now. She was simply a desperate Sanniang. If she hadn't run so hard, Zheng Kai might have taken the lead by 0.01 seconds. Their team might have lost the competition just like that.
It was a little scary to think about it. Jia Ling was glad that she hadn't been lazy and ran as fast as she could. ,,,.
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