Chapter Two Thousand and Eight: Sand Race
The enthusiasm of the audience was instantly ignited by Zhao Yongqi's rampage, and the laughter that rose to the sky was like breaking through the sky. Even Lu Hao, who was hit by a few water balloons, couldn't hold back his laughter.
"Haha, with this kid here, any show will be the ratings champion. Xu Rong, who was sitting next to Lu Hao and shaking the water traces on his body, patted his old brother's shoulder vigorously.
Looking at the male god who was being dragged away by the brothers in the distance, and was even scolding and scolding, Lu Hao nodded and said: "Such a little guy will really make people unconsciously pamper him." ”
Although the grouping was temporarily terminated due to Xiao Qige's rampage, the high-speed camera still faithfully recorded the water balloon in Yang Mu's hand before the green apple fell. Regardless of whether the two little girls pouted and were unhappy, and whether the other girls were a little disappointed, the first group was completed.
It's just that five minutes later, after the male creatures lined up again, the remaining seven goddesses immediately came back to their strength, and their delicate faces were all filled with excited smiles.
With a big towel to wipe all the non-sticky liquids on his body with the help of a few little sisters and Yang Mu, he dragged the white and tender jade hands of the Queen of Mumu, and rushed to the director's seat to hide from the sun.
After more than half an hour, the grouping was completely completed. This time, the grouping gave the fans great joy, all kinds of laughter and laughter, watching them unlucky, as if they were happy to win the lottery.
Because the sun was too big, Lu Hao did not immediately announce the first official mission, but asked the field staff to take everyone to a temporary lounge nearby to change their clothes. Although I had already worn protective clothing before, I still had to remove those soldier clothes on my body, otherwise I would sweat a lot in such a hot weather for a long time, which would lead to unpredictable results.
As usual, entering the air-conditioned makeshift lounge, the men and women went limp. All kinds of cold drinks have become the things they need most at the moment.
The lounge was not big, just big enough for everyone to sit, and there was a partition room inside, where the girls changed their clothes.
Perhaps the excitement just now had not passed, and the sweet voices of the girls had never stopped, but the men seemed to have been hit by something, and they all collapsed in their chairs, not even bothering to speak.
Half an hour later, the venue staff once again guided everyone back to the venue, and the cheers of the fans rang out again.
At this moment, there are many yellow cloth bags on the large sandy ground, and they seem to be holding a lot of things. At the starting point, there are two oversized tires, which look like the playground that the field has been set up for half an hour.
After Lu Hao motioned for everyone to gather, he pointed to the venue and said, "As a qualified Ming soldier, the first thing you need is physical strength. Now, you'll enter the arena as two teams at a time. Ten minutes per game. The men tied the rope from the tires around their waists, while the girls had to sit completely in the middle of the tires without any part of their bodies touching the ground. In five minutes, you'll have to collect enough sandbags, each weighing about three kilograms, and in the end, the team that collects more wins. At the same time, the other players who are not participating in the competition can take the water balloon on the side** and attack the participants. Remember, the fewer others you have, the more likely you are to win, so attack as hard as you can. In the end, the top three winners will be exempted from the punishment, and the remaining five teams will enjoy our barbecue board punishment under the sun!"
As soon as he heard such a rule, even Zhao Yongqi couldn't help but start wailing. It's tiring enough to drag a big tire, and you have to sit a little woman on it, which is enough to pull. They even had to ask those girls to pick up sandbags, each weighing three pounds. Looking at the dense sandbags on the field, no matter which male creature it is, he doesn't have a good face at the moment, not to mention, there is a barbecue board hell blocked by a visor on the side!
The goddesses are completely different, clapping their little hands and obviously welcoming this kind of good thing that they just need to sit and pick things up.
"Hey, although you are smiling very sweetly, very beautifully, and very charming, please also think about how we feel?" Zhao Yongqi was really angry with the laughter of the beautiful goddesses around him, and made a request very directly.
"Hee-hee, frog Oba, do people smile beautifully?" The natural stupidity with a sweet smile on his face jumped up and down in front of Zhao Yongqi, poked his delicate cheeks, and crooked his head was indeed smiling sweetly.
"It's not good-looking, it's not good-looking at all, it's better to cry! It's best to cry!" Zhao Yongqi shook his head resolutely.
"Hehe, people aren't angry at all today, because Frog Oba is going to be unlucky!"
Helplessly, he watched the natural stupid escape, thought for a long time, and finally didn't have the courage to provoke so many goddesses, so he could only helplessly walk back to Cheng He, pat him on the shoulder and said: "Brother He, I finally have to say goodbye to you today, and when you roast it into jerky in a while, I will go buy some to taste." ”
Cheng He opened his mouth, although he wanted to fight back, but when he saw those sandbags and looked at the barbecue board in the distance, he finally sighed and said: "This person is unlucky, it's useless to do anything, I'm recruiting someone to provoke someone, but I want to participate in such a show." Ay...... Xiao Qi, take care!"
The two big men looked at each other affectionately for a long time, and finally turned into a long sigh, which made the fans around them laugh from ear to ear.
"Okay, long pain is better than short pain, I'll draw it!" When the field attendants brought up the lottery boxes for the front and back competitions, today's male god was ready to travel to hell, and simply didn't let Da Mumu with his lucky aura play, maybe he knew that his bad luck was too strong, and Da Mumu's lucky aura was useless, so he reached out and touched one directly. Sure enough, the big number 1!
After Zhao Yongqi's No. 1 came out, Cheng He stepped forward, folded his hands and read softly: "It must be No. 2, it must be No. 2!"
Deng Chao, who didn't know why, patted Cheng He's shoulder and said, "He He, when did you like to compete with Xiao Qi?"