Chapter 620: Golden Prize

After filming all morning, the first scene was finally recorded, and the crew seemed to have finished a hard battle.

Wang Zichuan picked up the megaphone and comforted: "Let's rest, everyone, the lunch box will be delivered soon!" ā€

Zhou Yunfa rubbed the soles of his feet and sighed: "I never thought that there would be so many people in the crew, I counted it just now, and there were more than 100 people at the scene." ā€

Liu Dehua said: "There are more than 30 photographers, and many of them are young people who are students of the Great Wall Art School, and I have seen them. ā€

Zhang Guorong became interested and asked, "Is the Great Wall Art School the training class opened by Tengfei Entertainment?" ā€

"It's been renamed a long time ago!"

Wang Zichuan came over and interjected, and quietly glanced at Zhao Yuzhi, who looked around with a weak heart, Zhong Yihong and Lin Qingxia hid together and whispered, and Lizhi drank water in the shade alone and walked away quietly.

Zhou Yan praised: "Or Ah Chuan is willing to pay the cost, there were people in the wireless training class who put forward similar ideas in the past, but in the end it ended in nothing, the investment was too great, I heard that the wireless board of directors vetoed this plan." ā€

Wang Zichuan stood up and said with a smile: "In the future, I will trouble you to go to the art school to give a lecture." ā€

"No problem!" Zhou Yanfa patted his chest and reassured.

"I'm on call!" Huang Yuehua put on his shoes and asked again: "Ah Chuan, what are we shooting in the afternoon?" ā€

Wang Zichuan said: "There are two games in the afternoon, the first is tug-of-war. ā€

Guo Fucheng smiled: "It's easy! I've been playing tug-of-war since I was a kid! ā€

"Huh!" Wang Zichuan smiled without saying a word, and pointed in the direction of the fingerboard.

As soon as Lin Qingxia and Zhong Yihong came over, they found that the atmosphere at the scene was wrong, and immediately asked, "Ah Chuan, what bad idea do you have?" ā€

Zhang Guorong said with a bitter face: "Director, let's tug of war on the finger pressure board!" ā€

Wang Zichuan immediately dodged a few steps and explained: "The tug-of-war is the last pass, and the rules of the game are like this. There are five people in each of your two teams, each team draws a member of the tug-of-war, and the remaining eight team members play some games on the finger pressure board, and there are many obstacles set up on the finger pressure board, and you will know the game program, the first team to complete the task must immediately join their own tug-of-war team, and the winning team will receive a mysterious reward. ā€

"What mystery reward?"

"What exactly is the mission link?"

"You'd better think about how to win the game!" Wang Zichuan waved his hand and walked in the direction where Zhao Yuzhi left.

The nine people present quickly divided into two teams, each calculating together.

Zhou Yan said: "The team members who selected the tug-of-war must have the greatest strength, otherwise we have not completed the task." You're going to lose to the other party. ā€

Guo Fucheng said with a smile: "Brother Fa, no matter how our team looks at it, you are the strongest." ā€

"I'm fine!" Zhou Yanfa agreed, looked back, and guessed: "I guess the red team must be Andy!" ā€

On the side of the red team, tasks are also being assigned.

Huang Yuehua said: "In addition to Andy, we also have to assign the order of participation. ā€

Zhong Yihong reminded: "The order of participation is also like this, the strongest will go first. ā€

Huang Yuehua said: "Then I will be the first to play, and you will be the second in the snow friend...... Where did Ah Zhi go? ā€

Zhong Yihong hurriedly looked for Wang Zichuan, and said disappointedly: "Maybe it's convenient." ā€

……

"Wow! Director. What's on it? ā€

Zhou Yanfa, Liu Dehua and others didn't expect to just come back from eating a boxed lunch, and the scene changed greatly, with an oval runway surrounded by a finger pressure board, which was full of various obstacles.

Wang Zichuan introduced the task. The rules are very simple, Zhou Yunfa and Liu Dehua have a tug-of-war at the finish line, and the yellow team and the red team each select a team member to run on the finger pressure board. The time limit is 50 seconds, and after 50 seconds, the two team members who run are eliminated. ā€

Lizhi smiled, "If we reach the finish line in fifty seconds." Can it help Andy tug-of-war? ā€

"Yes, that's it!"

Zhou Yan laughed and said: "If I win Andy before this, will our yellow team make a profit." ā€

"You and Andy each have a red line in front of them, whoever is dragged across the red line will lose!"

Wang Zichuan motioned to Zhou Yanfa and Liu Dehua to start tug-of-war, and the two had about the same strength.

Zhou Yunfa wanted to defeat Liu Dehua directly, but the other party also had a lot of strength, pretending to be confident, and said with a smile: "It's too boring to end the game so early, Andy, I'm letting you!" ā€

Liu Dehua tried his best, but he couldn't speak at all, and he squeezed his eyebrows and provoked.

Wang Zichuan motioned to Huang Yuehua and Guo Fucheng, who were running here, and shouted: "The timer begins!" ā€

On the two finger pressure board tracks, accompanied by screams of pain and screams, Huang Yuehua and Guo Fucheng 'ran' with all their might.

The first obstacle is a five-bar bar that must be jumped over.

"Ah Hua, come on!"

"Guo Fucheng, come on!"

Don't look at Guo Fucheng's creamy appearance, but the explosiveness is not inferior to Huang Yuehua at all, the two of them passed through the first obstacle almost at the same time, the second obstacle is ten and a half circles, and they must crawl through, Huang Yuehua rolled and climbed, grinning teeth tortured by the fingerboard, and finally took the lead.

Zhou Yanfa saw that something was wrong, and when Liu Dehua was in a trance, he broke out with the strength to sneak attack, and Liu Dehua, who was caught off guard, was almost dragged away.

"Andy, come on!"

Zhang Xueyou stomped his feet anxiously, and Liu Dehua had already stepped on the red line.

Huang Yuehua passed through the third obstacle, and a two-hundred-pound aunt stopped in front.

Wang Zichuan smiled: "Ah Hua, carry her to the end." ā€

Huang Yuehua wanted to complain a few words, but looking at Liu Dehua in crisis, without saying a word, carrying the fat aunt on his back, the pain in the heart of his foot increased by three or four times.

No matter how hard Zhou Yanfa tried, Liu Dehua stepped on the red line and didn't move a single step, and at the last moment Huang Yuehua finally ran over.

"I'm tired...... My foot hurts to death. ā€

Huang Yuehua dragged it for a long time, only pulled back less than a meter away, and smiled bitterly.

Zhou Yan laughed and said, "Then let's rest together for a while, how about it?" ā€

Liu Dehua took the opportunity to ask: "Let's return to the original point together, and then wait until Guo Fucheng arrives, let's fight again, how about it?" ā€

"That's not going to work!"

Huang Yuehua's feet felt much better, and said, "Andy, let's work together to solve Brother Fa." ā€

Zhou Yanfa glanced at Guo Fucheng, who was covered by a fat man, his speed was not much faster than that of a turtle, and said with a wry smile: "Die before you get out of the school?" ā€

"Pull!" Liu Dehua and Huang Yuehua struggled. Zhou Yanfa retreated one after another, and soon returned to the original point.

"It's time to get to the point, it's time to stop!" Zhou Yunfa desperately pulled the rope, wanting a truce.

Zhang Guorong saw that Zhang Xueyou had reached the third obstacle, not far from Guo Fucheng, and said in amazement: "This time I will lose!" ā€

When Guo Fucheng arrived at the finish line, Zhang Xueyou arrived almost at the same time, and Zhou Yanfa not only did not relieve the pressure, but also increased a lot, Liu Dehua, Huang Yuehua, and Zhang Xueyou on the opposite side. In addition to him, there is only Guo Fucheng, and Zhang Guorong is still jumping the horizontal bar.

Wang Zichuan saw that Zhou Runfa and Guo Fucheng were pulled across the red line, and announced: "The red team wins!" ā€

"Yay!"

The people of the yellow team clapped their hands and celebrated, especially Zhong Yihong and Zhao Yuzhi, who jumped and jumped together in their arms, earning enough eyeballs.

Zhang Guorong was still carrying his aunt on his back and said with a wry smile: "I failed, how can I feel happy!" ā€

Guo Fucheng lay on the ground and blamed himself: "It's my fault." If you had come earlier, you wouldn't have lost. ā€

Zhou Yunfa comforted: "Just win it back next time, just do your best." ā€

Wang Zichuan held a megaphone and reminded: "The yellow team can come over to receive the prize!" ā€

"What a prize!" Zhong Yihong immediately ran over and looked at the boxes placed on the table. He asked, "Director, what is the prize here?" ā€

The people of the red team also surrounded and struck one after another:

"I think it's a mission clue!"

"There's just room for a pair of shoes in there."

"A shirt?"

Zhong Yihong carefully opened the box, and was dazzled by the yellow light. Scream.

"It's gold!"

Liu Dehua glanced at it and said in surprise: "It's really gold!" ā€

There is a palm-sized gold medal in the box, which is delicate and beautiful.

Wang Zichuan said: "There are a total of twenty gold medals in it. It's all your prize! ā€

Li Zhi said enviously: "Okay! ā€

Zhang Guorong said with a smile: "It's better to donate the prize." ā€

"I think it's very good." Zhao Yuzhi put the gold medal in.

Liu Dehua said: ""Running Man is a charity event, and we will donate all the prizes to charity in the future. ā€

"Agreed!"

"I agree!"

Zhou Yunfa and others agreed.

Wang Zichuan praised: "This is also in line with the spirit of our program, and I will contact the relevant children's charity fund to hold a donation ceremony." ā€

"That's the best!" Zhou Runfa echoed and asked the question he was most concerned about: "Ah Chuan, when will the show be broadcast?" ā€

"Play a promo video tonight."

Wang Zichuan is not easy to answer this question, according to his wishes, the program is filmed and broadcast at one time, but a group of high-level TV station executives do not agree, and Jian yƬ broadcasts for half an hour every day, divided into five days to finish, and he is difficult to choose for a while.

Zhao Yuzhi comforted: "I think this show is very interesting, don't worry about the ratings." ā€

"I'm not worried about the ratings." Wang Zichuan winked at Zhao Yuzhi, and Zhao Meiren after the exercise had a different flavor.

Huang Yuehua said with a smile: "Since Ah Chuan's acquisition of Asia Television, the ratings have risen all the way, and the sixth uncle has a headache. ā€

Guo Fucheng couldn't interject, and began to study the famous brand behind him, this move seemed to be contagious, and Zhou Yunfa and others tore off their famous brands one after another.

"Director, is this just a mark?"

Wang Zichuan smiled: "You'll know tomorrow." ā€

"Tomorrow?" Zhong Yihong was stunned and said in surprise: "Aren't you filming today?" ā€

Wang Zichuan said with a smile: "Mr. Hong Jinbao came to me just now, and I will shoot here today, and the camera will be taken to ATV for post-production." ā€

Zhang Guorong breathed a long sigh of relief, "I can finally get rid of the acupressure board." ā€

"The prop of the finger pressure board is indispensable for future shows." Wang Zichuan patted Zhang Guorong on the shoulder and quipped: "A massage is very good for people who lack male hormones!" ā€

"Hahaha......"

"you! People are gentle, not feminine! (To be continued......)

PS: Fever 40 degrees...... I'm sorry, the next chapter will be written almost in the evening,