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

Wang Baoqiang's screams were louder than the starting gun.

He leaned back and landed squarely on the grass.

He held his head with both hands and pounded it hard on the ground.

"Another quagmire! Another quagmire!! The red team is really having a run of bad luck today!!"

He would punch the lawn and shout, punching it repeatedly until he had almost dented it.

Liu Xiang stood to the side, turned to the side, his shoulders shaking.

He tried his best to maintain a respectable appearance, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

The dignified Asian sprint champion had just gotten his face covered in mud on this track, and now, seeing his captain follow in his footsteps, he couldn't help but feel a subtle sense of comfort that "I wasn't the only unlucky one."

The baby covered her face with both hands, spread her ten fingers apart, and looked out through the gaps in her fingers.

I felt both amused and shocked.

His lips were curved into a smile that reached his ears, but he still dared not let go.

"Three...three people are all quagmire?!"

Her Cantonese-accented Mandarin was trembling, soft yet clear.

Needless to say, the Green Team's situation is even worse.

Zheng Kai laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight, one hand supporting his knee and the other clutching his stomach.

He laughed until he was breathless, and even caught his breath and coughed once, then laughed again.

Li Chen stood to the side, his lips twitching for a couple of seconds before he couldn't hold it in.

He turned his head away, covered his mouth with the back of his hand, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

For Li Chen, who usually has excellent control over his facial expressions, this was already considered a big laugh.

Shen Teng leaned against Li Chen's arm, his hands in his pockets, and a crack finally appeared in his "it's none of my business" expression.

He smiled slightly and slowly began to speak.

"I suggest the four of them go out and each buy a lottery ticket because of the Red Team's good luck today."

"Why?" Chen He chimed in.

"Because you've used up your back strength, you'll have good luck no matter what you do next."

Li Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Chen He rushed over, stood on the edge of the mud pit, and looked inside.

Deng Chao was struggling to climb out of the mud, his face covered in mud, with only his two eyes visible.

Chen He laughed so hard he squatted on the ground.

"Brother Chao! Are you alright?!"

Deng Chao glared at him from the mud.

Those two eyes were exceptionally bright.

"You just wait!"

Chen He stood up and waved his hand.

"Wait for you? I'm not waiting, I have a match to play!"

After saying that, he turned and ran.

But as soon as he turned around, he realized something...

There is also a 10-meter acupressure mat on the slope, plus jump rope.

The smile on his face froze for a moment.

"Oh, you're getting ahead of yourself."

He gritted his teeth and rushed up to the second section of the acupressure mat.

"Ouch...it hurts..."

My feet were numb from walking, but it was better than the first section; at least I was mentally prepared.

I rushed to the jump rope area in ten steps.

He grabbed a jump rope and stood barefoot on the acupressure mat.

a bit.

"hiss!"

Two times.

"what!"

Three times.

He had stopped making a sound, and his facial muscles began to react on their own; with each twitch, the flesh on his face would tremble.

There was some noise behind us.

He glanced back.

Deng Chao climbed out of the mud.

Covered in mud, just like Wang Baoqiang in the first round, he looked like a walking mud sculpture.

But the man didn't stop at all.

He patted the mud off his face, grabbed the rope, and started jumping.

That's really fast.

Chen He looked back and calculated that Deng Chao had jumped five times.

"It's all over, it ...!"

He sped up.

Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!

Throw the rope and run!

Chen He rushed out, heading straight for the inflatable ramp.

With one burst of energy, he rushed forward and grabbed the rope.

"Gotcha!"

He clenched his fists, preparing to climb up with alternating hands.

The bell is right there, victory is just around the corner!

The Green Team won!!

At this very moment...

His pants.

It's falling.

Chen He was completely stunned.

He glanced down at it.

One hand was gripping his belt tightly.

It was Deng Xiaoping who copied it.

This clay figure, somehow caught up with him, stuck to his lower body, grabbed the waist of his pants, and pulled his entire weight down.

Deng Chao's voice came from below, hoarse from the choking sound of soapy water.

"Don't even think about winning!"

Chen He's face turned green.

"Deng Chao, let go of me! What are you doing!"

"I'll pull you down!"

"That's a foul!"

"Which rule forbids this?!"

Chen He gripped the rope and pulled upwards, while Deng Chao sank downwards; the two were locked in a stalemate on the slope.

The slope was covered in soapy water, making it difficult for Deng to stand steadily.

He slid down.

But he didn't let go.

"Let go! Let go now!" Chen He yelled.

Useless.

Deng Chao grabbed his pants with one hand and slid down the slope.

Chen He felt his pants moving downwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No no no no no..."

"Snapped!"

The pants were pulled off his legs.

Deng Chao, still wearing his pants, slid all the way to the bottom of the slope.

On the slope, Chen He stood there, stunned, on the half-destroyed rope.

The wind was blowing from the direction of the Bird's Nest.

A pair of floral shorts were visible below.

It's sky blue with a cactus pattern printed on it, along with a little sun—it's colorful and sunny.

on site.

There was a full two seconds of silence.

Then the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!"

An old man's voice came from the crowd of onlookers, and everyone could hear it.

"That young man's pants are gone!!"

Chen He was hanging on the slope, looking down.

Deng Chao sat at the bottom of the slope, clutching the pair of pants in his hand, his face covered in mud. He was stunned for a moment, then didn't know how to describe it, feeling both amused and exasperated.

Chen He loosened the rope and slid down.

The first thing he did after landing was to snatch the pants back from Deng Chao's hand, and with his back to the camera, he quickly put them back on.

Then he turned around.

Her face turned red to the roots of her ears.

Everyone on the side of the track was laughing hysterically.

Wang Baoqiang laughed so hard he lay down on the grass, tears streaming down his face.

"Hehe's cactus! Hehe's cactus!!"

Zheng Kai clutched his stomach, laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight.

"I've seen this before! He likes this kind of flower! He always does this at school!"

Chen He suddenly turned his head.

"Zheng Kai, shut up!"

Shen Teng leaned against Li Chen and said slowly.

"Hehe's highlight today is the cactus."

"Brother Teng!!"

Chen He stomped his foot on the spot, turned around and shouted at the top of his lungs towards the camera.

"Director Chen!!"

"I said."

"This part can't be broadcast!!"

Chen Yang didn't say anything.

He took two steps toward the monitoring tent and said something into the walkie-talkie.

"Zhao Bin, remember this scene from the first episode, for the trailer."

The voice of the post-production director came back through the walkie-talkie, tinged with laughter.

"receive."

On Chen He's side, everything completely collapsed.

He pointed at Deng Chao, speaking with righteous indignation.

"You cheated! You pulled down my pants! That's foul!!"

Deng Chao stood up, shook the mud off his hands, and looked completely innocent.

"I just wanted to pull you down, but who knew your pants weren't sturdy enough."

"What do you mean the pants aren't sturdy enough! You're holding them and they're just sagging! With the weight of two people, anyone's pants would fall down!"

Deng Chao thought about it.

"Then you can buy a good quality one."

Chen He took a deep breath.

"Deng Chao, you just wait."

Deng waved his hand.

"What are you waiting for? The race isn't over yet. You didn't make it up the slope, and neither did I. Let's start over."

Chen He was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening.

Correct.

No one has rung the bell yet.

He glanced back at the slope, then at Deng Chao.

Deng Chao had already started walking up the slope, covered in mud, rubbing his hands as he went.

"Forget about the pants, let's win first."

Chen He followed, staring at his back.

He was still muttering to himself.

"You cheat! After this round, I'm definitely going to have the director give me his opinion."

Chen Yang put down the walkie-talkie inside the tent.

He turned his head and glanced at Zhang Lei.

"Brother Lei, in the post-production editing, cut Chen He's pants, Deng Chao's expression, and the laughter of the onlookers together."

Zhang Lei nodded, suppressing a laugh.

"Director Chen, didn't you even think about giving Chen He some face?"

Chen Yang's lips curved slightly.

"The concept of 'face'."

He picked up his water glass and took a sip.

"It's better to exchange it for higher ratings than to keep it."