When Jia Ling was crawling on the ground, Li Cheng couldn't feel Jia Ling's pain. But when he was crawling in the mud, he could feel Jia Ling's pain.
Although his hands weren't as soft as Jia Ling's, he hadn't done any rough work in recent years. So even though his hands didn't look like they were cheap, they were still very expensive. He felt pain, but at this time, he was only one step away from the shore. So he just needed to crawl a bit more and he would be able to reach the shore.
But at this time, Di Lire also felt something behind him. In the blink of an eye, Li Cheng used both of his hands to support himself on the ground that wasn't very firm. He exerted his strength and twisted his waist, turning his entire body horizontally and then quickly rolled towards the shore.
At this time, Di Lire had already arrived. Relying on her long hands, she pounced forward and reached out for Li Cheng.
Her hand seemed to be able to reach the rolling Li Cheng, but it also seemed to be just out of reach. Everyone was holding their breaths. They didn't know that things would develop in a mysterious direction. Everyone no longer simply hoped for the winner. Because just this kind of desperate competition was already worthy of respect.
Then the exciting moment came. When Di Lire's hand fell, Li Cheng twisted in a strange position and avoided Di Lire's hand. Di Lire's hand fell fiercely, but it only smashed under Li Cheng's armpit and didn't touch his body at all.
At this time, Li Cheng was already on the shore. He had successfully escaped. But Di Lire still patted him to prove that she had done her best.
Although Di Lire was just a bit away from tying the score, everyone still admired this girl. She was too amazing. She got three points for her team in one go. This was something that many guys couldn't do. As for the girls, even the valiant Jia Ling only got one point.
Although Li Cheng was lucky to escape, he had used up all his strength. He looked at Di Lire kneeling beside him and praised, "Amazing, amazing, amazing."
At this time, Di Lire was close to collapsing. She struggled to crawl out of the mud and rest on the shore. Everyone applauded her for rushing in. Although she was defeated, she was still honorable. That was probably how people like her were described.
Although he didn't win the competition, he won everyone's admiration. Under her desperate efforts, everyone's performance seemed to be overshadowed.
She was the undisputed uncrowned king of this piece of yellow land.
With Di Lire's best effort, the Waist Drum Team won with a score of 4 to 3. The Waist Drum Team members and fellow villagers all cheered and clapped, but their applause was more or less directed towards Di Lire. This girl was really not simple. She had the spirit of recognizing the people of Northern Shaanxi, daring to fight and not admitting defeat.
"Congratulations to the Waist Drum Team for winning this round. You will also get a yellow steamed bun," the director said.
Until now, the Waist Drum Team had already had two yellow steamed buns, while the Yangge Team had been fighting for the whole morning. There wasn't even a cage for yellow steamed buns. This was quite awkward.
After this round, everyone returned to their rooms to take a shower, change their clothes, and have lunch before heading to the next venue.
Everyone gave it their all when they were playing, and they were very motivated. However, when they took a shower, they regretted it.
It was one thing to be covered in mud, but it was another to feel sore all over when they took a shower. Especially for people like Di Lire and Jia Ling, who gave it their all, they felt like their bodies were boiling and had endless energy. However, when they took a shower, they realized that their muscles were sore all over. Not a single one of them could be controlled.
In comparison, Jing Tian was much more comfortable. She didn't use much strength. More importantly, she cleverly didn't let a single drop of mud fall on her body during the quagmire segment. Therefore, she was the most relaxed.
Fortunately, although their muscles were sore, there was a delicious meal waiting for them. Therefore, everyone still set off in high spirits.
Although everyone knew that the delicious meal mentioned by the director wouldn't be for nothing, according to Chen He's words, since there was food, they should eat first. They could think about the competition after they were full.
Di Lire, who was also a foodie, obviously agreed with Chen He's point of view. Everyone changed their clothes and headed to the next venue in the morning.
The next venue was the Luyao Cultural Industrial Park.
"Welcome everyone to the Luyao Cultural Industrial Park. Luyao is the winner of our country's contradictory literature and is also a cultural celebrity in Yanchuan. Mr. Luyao's articles mostly describe rural life in Northern Shaanxi. His work, 'Ordinary World,' talks about all kinds of ordinary people. They carry the burden of life and taste the flavors of life. However, they still stand tall and shine. "
"Oh!"
In the middle of the courtyard, there was a stone table with a few pumpkins on it. The entire courtyard gave people the feeling of a small farmhouse. If it wasn't for the stone tablet a few doors away from the main house with Mr. Luyao's life written on it, they really wouldn't be able to tell the difference between this courtyard and a normal residential house in Northern Shaanxi.
Deng Chao knew a little more than them because he read it the night before.
'Ordinary World.' Although he fell asleep after reading a few pages, at least he read it and had a little impression of it.
As for other things, these celebrities didn't pay much attention to the cultural circle. Even if they did, it would only be on Weibo. No matter who it was, whether it was a great scientist or a great cultural person. Whatever Nobel Prize they won, it would set off a frenzy on Weibo. Everyone would fight to share it and the life story of the winner would be dug out for everyone to taste. However, when the popularity passed, these people who had made great contributions to their country would disappear without a trace. No one would care about them anymore. They didn't even have as much attention as an eighteenth-tier celebrity. Therefore, many people only heard of their names. As for their deeds, they would mostly forget about them after the popularity passed. Those who would remember would probably only remember the language textbooks and test papers. They would put the deeds of the cultured scientists in the textbooks or in the materials for the essay questions. They would turn a very ordinary matter into a student's nightmare. ,,,,.
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