Zhao Wenmin took the medicine, removed her makeup, and wiped the medicine, so that she had time to take the opportunity to get close to the staff, while inadvertently observing the situation in the live broadcast room.

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The golden sun was shining overhead, Mao Yuning felt that her head was as heavy as a thousand gold, but when she saw the squad leader in front of her, her breath was not chaotic, and her pace was even, which made her quickly stabilize her mind, adjust her breathing, and follow him steadily.

The two squad leaders, one left and one right, saw Mao Yuning, who was always following behind, and secretly raised their eyebrows, is this girl really not specially trained?

You must know that they persist day after day and train hard to achieve the scorching sun in the sky and move forward quickly.

Fifteen minutes later, the two squad leaders and Mao Yuning successively resisted the destination.

The two squad leaders stood straight and powerful, their breath was calm, and sweat slid down their cheeks.

Mao Yuyuan stood aside, his breath was slightly chaotic, but he still didn't take a big breath, everyone who knows how to exercise knows that gasping for breath is not the right way to breathe, and Mao Yuning, who was born in a martial arts family, knows better.

Then arrived three male team members and Zhang Lin.

Ye Mingchen persevered, but he didn't stick to the finish line, fainted halfway, and was helped to rest in the car.

When the group arrived at their destination in order, it was already more than twenty minutes later.

The instructor walked steadily in front of Mao Yuning.

Mao Yuning thought that something was wrong, and hurriedly stood up straight, looking like he was waiting for criticism.

The instructor said: "Mao Yuning, it's amazing, you persevered." ”

This insistence means that she has kept up with the speed of the two squad leaders, rather than arriving at the destination like Zhang Lin and them.

A player who does not drag down the team is a qualified player.

Mao Yuning straightened up and replied, "Report to the instructor, it's not great." ”

She replied openly, without any smugness, and anyone could see that she was not arrogant or impatient.

The instructor nodded and asked, "Do you usually have the habit of running long distances?" ”

Mao Yuning thought for a while before answering: "My father is a descendant of a martial arts family, although he has not accepted apprentices for many years, but he has always been very strict with me, so he ......"

The instructor understood, it turned out to be a player with a foundation, not bad.

Zhao Wenmin got out of the car, holding two bottles of mineral water in her hands, one for Zhang Lin and one for Mao Yuning, her face was pale and weak, and the acne on her face was even more shocking red because of the scorching sun.

She said apologetically: "I'm sorry everyone, I dragged everyone back today, and I won't be next time." ”

Although he was apologizing to everyone, those big weak eyes were staring at Mao Yuning.

The opinions of Zhao Wenmin in the live broadcast room suddenly decreased a lot, and they all said:

[Zhao Wenmin is pure and wearless, her face is so allergic that it hurts to look at it. 】

[The allergy is so serious, but I still want to try my best to complete the shooting, even if I can't bear it because of the scorching sun and high temperature allergies, I didn't complain about the grievances, but apologized to everyone.] Everyone scolded her, just ask yourself, can you do this, maybe when you are allergic and acne on your face, your mentality will collapse, not to mention that she is a female artist. 】

【……】

Mao Yuning looked at the mineral water in his hand, then at Zhao Wenmin's touching eyes, and smiled: "Can't you unscrew it?" ”

She snapped open the mineral water bottle, stuffed it back into her hand, and turned away with a smile: "You're welcome." ”

Zhao Wenmin stood in place stunned, and before she could explain, Mao Yuning had already taken out her duffel bag, took out the kettle, raised her head and took a big sip of water, sweat sliding down her slender neck.

Zhao Wenmin secretly clenched her fists, she didn't know if Mao Yuning did it on purpose, or how, why every time she reacted, she gave herself the illusion of hitting her fist on cotton.

Netizens in the live broadcast room didn't expect this kind of reversal, and they all marveled at Mao Yuning's brain circuit:

[Haha, Zhao Wenmin is stunned, am I so weak that I can't unscrew the spring water bottle??? 】

[Mao Mao probably saw that Zhao Wenmin was too weak to have this reaction. 】

[Don't say it, if there is a little white flower who sends me mineral water with a sick face, I will subconsciously think that she is asking me to help screw the bottle cap. I'm a woman, haha, Maomao is also a straight woman. 】

【……】

Zhao Wenmin held the bottle of mineral water, and was not depressed for too long, and soon followed closely behind Mao Yuning.

Her height of 1.65 meters, under the backdrop of Mao Yuning, looks extremely thin, and some people even knocked the combination of the two of them.

If Mao Yuning knew that the two of them had evolved from the control group to a combination of CPs, it was estimated that she would be amazed by the brain supplement of netizens:

What cp is not cp, there is absolutely no such harmonious relationship between the two of them, Zhao Wenmin approached her, obviously looking for a chance to kill her!

However, because of the hint of the dream, she had already taken precautions against Zhao Wenmin, and she would never let her succeed.

Under the leadership of the instructor, the group came to a tall blocked gate, the door was not guarded, the instructor stood at the door, his eyes wide open at the screen lock, it was advanced pupil recognition technology.

Soon an emotionless mechanical voice sounded: "Welcome old friends back to the secret training base."

The moment the voice sounded, the iron door opened instantly, and the gesture of greeting.

The instructor waved them in.

Everyone looked around curiously.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were no less curious than them, and they speculated about this secret training base:

[I heard that the international special soldier assessment and training is in M Prefecture, could it be this kind of secret training base? ] 】

[It's the M state training ground, and when I just passed the checkpoint, the staff member was the M state accent. 】

[If it is really an international training ground, then this show is simply the ceiling of variety shows. 】

[Rushing to this high force, I also have to finish the show. ] 】

It was very empty, and occasionally foreigners passed by, but they didn't pay much attention to them.

The instructor took them to one of the buildings and reassured everyone: "It's safe here, you don't have to worry, no one will touch you except for the cruel rules of the game."

Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly there was some hair: "......"

"Instructor, what's the game here?" A male group member asked curiously.

Mao Yuyuan remembers that his profession is an athlete, and he has won many medals in many international competitions, and his name is Zhou Yang.

Instructor: "There are many kinds, such as common shooting competitions, boxing, fencing, wrestling, all kinds of things."

"Also, in addition to the competitions formed by organized teams, there are also ring competitions, and if you win, you can get a huge prize money, so this is a place where hired mercenaries often come."

He didn't hide what he said, just to convince everyone that it was indeed safe, but it was also dangerous, and as long as they followed the rules, no one would dare to touch them.