Chapter 273: Who's going to Sleep Outside
Su Yan was also very nervous in his heart, that night, he took Lijun to find He Jiong, and he secretly discussed for a while just now, just for this duel.
It is definitely not appropriate to take the initiative to propose it yourself, and it is logical for He Jiong to take the lead.
However, this result is beyond his control, and the best thing is, of course, that after the battle is 1:1, the production team successfully wins the third game.
In this way, the weight of the shooting is ensured, the show becomes interesting, and the most important thing is that you don't have to sleep outside.
Otherwise, it's really troublesome, these nearly a hundred people, in order to keep it secret, he can't say that he made preparations in advance, the key is that it may rain.
Headache.
So at the beginning of the game, he temporarily forgot his identity as a director, and the members cheered loudly when they came on the field.
He Jiong saw it, suspended the game first, pulled Lao Zhou and pointed at Su Yan: "Referee, does this count as interfering with athletes?"
Lao Zhou's eyes rolled, he walked to Su Yan's side, and took out a card from his jacket pocket: "Yellow card warning!"
Su Yan???
This move won him the favor of the members.
Zheng Kai was the first member to fight, and with everyone's encouragement, he stood in the middle with a shuttlecock.
After taking a long breath, he tossed the shuttlecock in his hand.
β1γ2γ3β¦ 17, 18, oops!"
"Beep! There are 18 Zheng Kai in the artist team!" Lao Zhou raised his hand to signal.
The members are quite satisfied, you must know that Lin Gengxin tried it just now, and there are basically no more than two.
Zheng Kai himself was a little pity, he used too much force in the last one and flew away, or he could definitely mention a few more.
"Next, the production team's dumb pony!"
If people don't say cruel things, they are talking about him.
Crackling operation, 27!
Straight away from the distance.
The production team shouted loudly.
This made Zhang Yishan feel a lot of pressure.
Especially after he made a silent gesture in front of him, he got a tidal wave of responses.
Ok, 25 pcs.
And Wang Yangyang surprised everyone, the fat on his body did not affect his performance at all, and even the flexibility of kicking the shuttlecock made the members ashamed.
28 pcs.
βyesοΌβ
Su Yan clenched his fists, and most of the victory was already in the bag.
"Wait a minute, do variety shows, there must be a way, now you are 55, we are 43. He Jiong stood up: "Then you should come first, there must be a suspense, right." β
The white customers are not idle, some press their legs, some rub their hands, and some fan, and they are comfortable to serve.
The writers did not show weakness, and Sister Hong and several female generals also stepped forward to hand over water massage.
As the whistle blew, the young lady began to perform.
One, two, three ....
Everyone looked at her nervously.
The members hope that if she misses, then there is still a chance to win.
The production team definitely wanted to open up the gap and win the first game directly.
After all, this is a competition selected by artists, whether it is from morale or form, if you win, it will be very cost-effective.
Su Yan didn't think about the plot of releasing water or letting one chase two at all.
The young lady may have been too nervous, and when she kicked to 19, she didn't stand on her feet, and she didn't receive it.
The artists breathed a sigh of relief.
"Da Fei, you only need 31 to win, come on!"
"It's time to prove yourself!"
"Da Fei, you must be more popular than Wang Yangyang!"
The production team has also become quiet here.
This last person will win or lose, which is related to the ownership of this point, and the one who wins first must have a psychological advantage.
Many people are probably secretly praying, hoping that Da Fei will kick out a single digit.
Left foot, right foot, left and right fighting, sideways, turning, instep.
I'll go, Su Yan thinks it's not good, isn't this Da Fei a radio DJ, how do you feel like a professional player.
He Jiong was also worried on his face, this is a bit backward, and no one has more than 30 before.
This Da Fei didn't kick seriously, and he started to show off there, and he clenched his fists in shock.
Especially when he kicked the shuttlecock more than two meters high, he was about to shout out, but fortunately he received it perfectly.
When there were more than 31, the winner or loser was decided, but he still didn't stop, and the members were still counting.
40γ50γ60...
The writer's young lady, who was still a little self-blaming, was speechless.
Well, this is a top guy, even if you play well, you will give it away.
The final number is fixed at 73.
Lin Gengxin and the others rushed over and lifted him high.
Although Su Yan was helpless, he was also willing to lose the bet, and the ghost knew that this Da Fei was so powerful.
Director Zhang, who was hiding in the corner, also nodded secretly, and his child was naturally happy to be in the limelight.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay" Lijun looked at the morale a little low, and stood up and clapped her hands to cheer up.
"That's right, there are two more rounds, just win, will we lose?"
"No!"
The members held hands together: "Director, announce the score." β
"Entertainer Team 1:0, Win"
"Yay!"
After the first round of excitement, it was time for the break, but the cameras were still on.
The main thing is that the table tennis table is borrowed and needs to be set up.
Su Yan took advantage of this kung fu and found the two players who were about to play.
"You two, you have to win this game, try to play as steady as possible..."
On the artist's side, it was He Jiong and Bai Ke who played, and the two claimed to have been taught by the uncle in the community.
After winning the first game, he looked confident.
The four of them stood in front of the table and began to practice.
"Smack!"
The strong smash of the production team made He Jiong stand for a long time without slowing down!
"What's your name?"
"My name is Zhining, from the props team. "The little brother who just smashed the ball was a little shy. β
"I'm Yang Zhuo from the lighting team. Another player with glasses took the initiative to introduce himself.
"Hahaha" He Jiong laughed: "Is it so active, it seems that they have learned to be fat?"
Yang Zhuo took the initiative to wave to the camera: "Mom, I'm on TV." β
"Zhining, say a few words!"
"Huh!" the little brother thought for a few seconds: "I'm fine now, don't worry." β
"What a real little brother!"
"Have you ever practiced table tennis?"
"I was a club in college, and I rarely played in recent years. Zhining replied honestly.
He Jiong's eyes widened: "This is a foul, semi-professional, okay, where can I fight." β
Su Yan raised his head proudly: "Da Fei, we didn't say anything, right?"
And these two are indeed members of the crew, and I didn't bring in foreign aid. β
"Uh..."He Jiong had nothing to say.
"Come on!"
The two sides are competing again, and the artist team is defeated!
Lao Zhou began to announce the rules.
"International practice, 11 points in a game, directly determine the winner, there is a match point, if you draw, you need to score two points in a row, is it clear?"
Then guess the coin, and the entertainer team serves.
(The writer's assistant has a bit of a problem, so I'll send a chapter out first)
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