Rebirth 09: Starting from taking charge of Running Man on CCTV

Chen He's voice cracked.

He took a step back, as if a pressure point mat had been inserted into the soles of his feet beforehand.

He glanced down at his sneakers, then looked up at the densely packed track fifty meters away.

The dark green plastic spikes covered the entire area, gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

It doesn't look like a serious game at all.

"No, Director Chen."

Chen He swallowed hard.

"It felt uncomfortable even with shoes on, so walking barefoot... wouldn't that be unbearable?"

Chen Yang stood still, holding up a megaphone, smiling in what he considered to be a very gentle manner.

"right."

"You can only go barefoot."

The scene fell silent for a second.

The next second, everyone looked down at their shoes.

The pressure is already there before it even starts.

Deng Chao was the first to squat down and take off one of his shoes.

He stretched out his toes and gently touched the edge of the acupressure mat.

The moment his toes touched the row of plastic particles, he sprang up as if he'd been electrocuted.

"hiss......"

"Walking barefoot on this thing is like walking on a knife's edge, isn't it?"

Wang Baoqiang also squatted down to try it out, but he pulled his foot back as soon as it touched the ground, grimacing in pain.

"Ouch! That really hurts!"

Zheng Kai was more direct.

Without saying a word, he took off his shoes and stood on it.

He stood there for only a second before his face turned pale.

"Holy crap..."

He quickly jumped down and hopped twice on one foot.

"This is completely different from the shoes I put on earlier!"

Chen He watched Zheng Kai's expression from the side, and his face fell even more.

"Oh no, oh no, I just said I didn't feel anything, now I'm proven wrong."

Shen Teng stood at the back, looking at the grimacing faces of the people in front of him, and slowly opened his mouth.

"Can I withdraw from the competition now?"

No one cares about him.

Li Chen silently took off his shoes, stepped barefoot onto the acupressure mat, and stood there for three seconds.

His expression didn't change much, but his toes were clearly digging into the ground.

Deng Chao leaned closer.

"Brother Chen, does it hurt?"

Li Chen thought about it.

"good."

"Not bad?!" Chen He's eyes widened. "Brother Chen, are your legs made of iron?"

Li Chen looked down at his feet.

"I've run around a lot in military dramas, so my feet are calloused."

Deng clicked his tongue and glanced back in Chen Yang's direction.

"Director Chen, are you sure you're not messing with us?"

"What kind of person am I? Why would I be trying to mess with you guys?"

Baby stood at the very edge of the line, looking down at the track, without saying a word.

She silently squatted down, took off one shoe, and gently placed her bare foot on the acupressure mat.

It shrinks at the slightest touch.

She frowned slightly and pursed her lips.

It hurts!

Deng Chao noticed this, walked over, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Baby, if you really can't take it anymore, walk slowly. Don't push yourself."

Baby shook her head, her voice soft but earnest.

"It's okay, I can do it."

Liu Xiang smiled and glanced at the track.

"This is actually similar to the foot stimulation in track and field training. The key is that once you get up speed, the shorter the contact time of each step, the less pain you feel."

Deng Chao's eyes lit up.

"Brother Xiang, you mean... the faster you run, the less it hurts?"

"That's how it works in theory," Liu Xiang nodded. "Increase your stride frequency, shift your weight forward, and don't put your foot completely on the ground; use the balls of your feet to transition."

Chen He listened from the side, his face filled with despair.

"Brother Xiang, you're an Olympic champion. You can run fast whenever you want. But with my small frame, wouldn't it hurt more if I fell while running fast?"

Shen Teng leaned on Li Chen's arm and added quietly.

"If you fall, it won't just hurt your foot."

"You can experience it all over your body."

Chen He's face turned green.

"Brother Teng, can't you say something nice?"

Shen Teng shrugged.

I'm just telling the truth.

Chen Yang was quite satisfied to see that the group was already in chaos even before they started running.

Correct.

That's the current state.

The more realistic, the better.

He raised the megaphone and continued announcing the rules.

"After running 50 meters on the acupressure mat from the starting point, there are two doors in front of you."

One door is labeled A, and the other is labeled B.

"The door is made of paper; just smash it through."

He paused deliberately at this point.

The expressions on the faces of the group instantly turned wary.

Chen Yang continued:

"but."

Behind the two doors, one leads to a straight, unobstructed path.

"The other one is a quagmire."

"Those who choose the quagmire will fall right in."

"After you climb out, continue the competition."

Deng Chao glanced back at the two doors, his expression complex.

"So it all comes down to luck?"

Chen Yang nodded.

"That's right."

"Before the start, the two athletes will choose their own lanes and gates, A or B."

"What you choose is what you get; you can't change it."

Chen He immediately looked at Zheng Kai.

"Kai Kai, which one do you think we should choose?"

Zheng Kai shrugged.

"How would I know? It's fifty-fifty."

Shen Teng spoke slowly.

"I suggest you choose the one that goes against your intuition."

Why?

"Because your intuition is never accurate."

Chen He: "...Are you my teammate?"

On the Red Team's side, Deng Chao leaned close to Wang Baoqiang's ear.

"Brother Qiang, which one do you think is the quagmire?"

Wang Baoqiang scratched his head.

I think A might be the answer.

Why?

"The best items are usually not placed at the front of row A."

Deng thought about it and felt that it seemed to make some sense, but also seemed to make no sense at all.

Chen Yang continued.

"After passing through the door, there is a ten-meter acupressure mat running track."

"There was a jump rope on each side of the track."

"Everyone must jump rope ten times on the acupressure mat before they can move on."

"Ten jump ropes?" Zheng Kai frowned. "Barefoot on acupressure mat?"

"right."

"Doesn't each jump equal one step?"

"right."

Zheng Kai fell silent.

He looked down at his feet, then at the track.

The expression on his face changed from confident to serious.

Chen Yang's voice didn't stop.

"After you finish jumping rope, go forward another ten meters to reach the final challenge... the soapy water slope."

"The slope was four meters high, and the surface was covered with soapy water. The two ropes only reached halfway down."

"You need to climb up, grab the rope, and reach the top."

"The first person to reach the top and ring the bell wins a point for their team."

"Best of three games."

He put down the loudspeaker and glanced at the expressions of the eight people.

Deng Chao was rubbing his hands together.

Li Chen is moving his ankle.

Liu Xiang crossed his arms and watched with a smile.

Zheng Kai has already started stretching.

Wang Baoqiang rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming.

Chen He looked as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

Baby clenched her fists and pressed her lips together.

Shen Teng leaned against the pillar, not even wanting to open his eyes.

Chen Yang whispered an instruction into the walkie-talkie.

"Old Zhou, focus on filming close-ups of their feet later. Make sure the first step they take on the acupressure mat is right in their face."

Zhou Jianjun responded.

"clear."

The two teams began to gather in separate groups to discuss their order of appearance.

On the Red Team's side.

Deng patted Wang Baoqiang on the shoulder.

"Baoqiang, can you go first? You're good at fighting and have quick reflexes. Set an example for our team first."

Wang Baoqiang nodded decisively.

"Zhong! I come first!"

Liu Xiang, standing nearby, added with a smile.

"Baoqiang, when you run, don't step down too hard. Transition quickly with the balls of your feet, understand?"

"Got it! Brother Xiang, I practiced plum blossom stakes at the Shaolin Temple, my footwork isn't bad!"

Baby raised her hand.

"Brother Chao, I can go second."

Deng Chao glanced at her and shook his head.

"No rush, let's check the actual track conditions first. You're third."

"I'll go second," Liu Xiang said.

Deng Chao was taken aback.

"Brother Xiang, your foot..."

"It's alright," Liu Xiang smiled. "I'm here today to have fun with everyone. What would it mean if I didn't compete? Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Deng hesitated for half a second, then nodded.

"Okay, Baoqiang first, Xiang Ge second, Baby or me third, depending on the situation."

On the Green Team's side.

Zheng Kai patted his chest.

"I'll go first. Speed ​​is my advantage. Let's take the first point."

Li Chen nodded.

"I'll go second."

Chen He glanced at Shen Teng.

"And the third one..."

Shen Teng kept his eyes closed.

"you go."

"On what grounds?"

You are younger than me.

"Just one year older!"

"One year is still a big age." Shen Teng opened one eye. "Besides, I'm in charge of mental output, remember?"

Chen He remained silent for a long time.

"Okay, I'll go. But don't blame me if I lose."

"Don't worry, if you win, it's yours; if you lose, it's the production team's fault."

The two teams have decided to send representatives.

Round 1: Wang Baoqiang (Red Team) vs. Zheng Kai (Green Team).

The two people walked to the starting line.

Shoes were off, and bare feet were on the grass behind the starting line.

The 50-meter acupressure mat track is right in front of you, with dense plastic spikes covering the entire track.

Two parallel tracks, one leading to Gate A and the other to Gate B.

Wang Baoqiang stood next to the track corresponding to Gate A, and Zheng Kai stood next to the track corresponding to Gate B.

The two people looked at each other.

Wang Baoqiang grinned.

"Kai Kai, go easy on him later."

Zheng Kai smiled and waved his hand.

"Brother Qiang, that won't do. On the track, it's all about skill."

"But as for the AB scandal... well, it's all up to fate."

Wang Baoqiang nodded.

"Okay, let's leave it to fate!"

Neither of them intended to compete for the track; they each stood in their chosen positions.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

The three members of the red team stood on the left side of the track, and the three members of the green team stood on the right side of the track.

Deng cupped his hands around his mouth like a megaphone.

"Go Baoqiang! Just keep going!"

Chen He shouted from the other side.

"Kai Kai, run faster! Running fast will reduce the pain! That's what Brother Xiang said!"

Shen Teng added a sentence.

"Brother Xiang is talking about the theory."

Chen He glared at him.

Outside the cordon, onlookers were also drawn to the scene.

More and more people gathered, standing on tiptoe to look inside.

An old man was holding up his phone, pointing it at the race track, and talking to the people next to him as he took pictures.

"See that? Let them run barefoot on that nail road!"

"That TV station really knows how to prank people!"

Chen Yang stood in front of the monitoring tent, holding a starting pistol in his hand.

He glanced at the two people's positions and then checked all the camera positions again.

"All cameras ready."

"Number one, panoramic lock starting line."

"Number three and number four, stick with Wang Baoqiang and Zheng Kai respectively, one person for one person, don't lose them."

"Number six, specializing in close-ups of feet."

"Number nine, stand by at Gates A and B at the end of the track."

A reply quickly came through the walkie-talkie.

"receive."

"In place."

"Number Six is ​​ready."

"Number nine is in position."

Chen Yang raised his hand.

The starting pistol was pointed at the sky.

Both teams held their breath.

The onlookers quieted down.

The wind blew from the direction of the Bird's Nest, causing the paper door at the end of the track to sway slightly.

Chen Yang narrowed his eyes.

"preparation……"