"Small gifts generally don't have handles, so it's hard to hold, but if you choose a medium-sized gift that's easy to hold and light, the odds will be greater."

Bai Su looked in the direction he had signaled and felt that he had a point.

"I always thought you were a big man and three coarse, but I didn't expect your heart to be quite fine?"

He Cheng Jing sneered and said: "People with brains can know when they think about it, and they must make good use of their brains in the future." ”

As long as he has a brain...... Narcissistic maniac!

On stage, no matter what he says, Bai Su can't react too much, and if the reaction is too intense, it will be written as "flirting" by unscrupulous media people.

She clenched her fists, but decided that it was better to put up with it.

As soon as the whistle blew, both groups rushed desperately towards the gift area.

Cheng Jingyang has long legs, and one step is worth two steps for Mo Cong. Mo Cong's legs are short and rely on frequency, and the arrival time of the first wave of the two is comparable.

"Take it!" Mo Cong really rushed to the small gift area, he braked quickly and shouted.

Xiaoxiao reacted very quickly, grabbed the gift and put it in front of her, but in the end, she couldn't put it down in front of her, so she took it in her hand and let Mo Cong run back to the starting circle.

And Bai Suna's medium-sized gift took advantage of the handle, she only put two small ones in front of her, and she also ran back to the starting point with Cheng Jingyang.

As time passed, Mo Cong's physical strength gradually ran out, and on the way back with the gifts, due to a little mistake, several small gifts slipped from the small hands and fell to the ground, losing their effectiveness.

Bai Su and Cheng Jingyang's cooperation has always been very stable, and when she finished taking the medium-sized gift, she chose a slightly larger one. Anyway, Cheng Jingyang usually doesn't exercise less, and he can still run back and forth.

As soon as she threw the gift in her hand into the circle, the whistle sounded again. Mo Cong, who had run more than half the way, wailed in despair and put down the little one on his back.

Bai Su kicked Cheng Jingyang lightly, "You can let me down." ”

"Damn, you're so heavy that my waist breaks."

He let go of his hand as if he couldn't avoid it, allowing her to slide off of him. She moved her muscles in place, and in a place where no one else could see, she turned her fingers his waist.

Then, pretending to be casual, he walked up to him and showed his usual sweet smile, "Captain Cheng, a man can't say that he has a backache!" ”

The crisp and soft voice resounded almost throughout the recording studio, and the smile on Bai Su's face froze.

She turned her head suddenly, but saw that the host was also confused.

This microphone opened so suddenly that people were not prepared at all.

There was a shout of "understand in seconds" from the audience, Bai Su's old face turned red, and he subconsciously covered his face and hid behind Cheng Jingyang, asking him to block himself tightly.

Cheng Jingyang was rare to be generous, and turned sideways to let her hide better.

The host is worthy of experience, and skillfully diverted the topic in a few words.

"Okay, let's take a look, how many gifts did Yangyang and Susu's group get?" The hostess bent down with a smile and commented while counting, "The gifts from our Captain Cheng are all medium to large, and they seem to be indeed young and vigorous, very powerful!" ”

The audience probably remembered the stalk of back pain, and it was another laugh.

When the number was all confirmed, she got up, her tone slightly excited, "Brother Huang, I counted twenty-one here." ”

Another young presenter also stood up, "It's 16 on my side. ”

At 21:16, the results are clear.

Bai Su's side won.