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

"Alright, alright, let's continue."

Chen Yang's voice blasted coldly from the loudspeaker, like a bucket of ice water being poured over someone's head.

The fourteen people who were accusing and questioning each other suddenly fell silent.

Chen Yang stood up and pressed the large red megaphone in his hand down.

"Now."

He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

"First game level, begin."

The staff behind him pulled the ropes, and two huge red silk cloths slid off the props in the center of the venue.

All eyes were drawn to it at the same time.

The first thing you see is a wide road covered with acupressure mats.

It's not a narrow path.

The entire road surface, from left to right, is densely covered with translucent fluorescent green acupressure mats.

Each protruding spike gleamed coldly in the July sunlight.

At the end of the road, there was a table with a box of red inkpad on it.

On the other side of the road, three giant aluminum basins, each over 1.5 meters in diameter, were lined up in a row. The basins were filled with white flour piled up like small mountains, and the dust drifted in the breeze like a thin mist.

Chen He's face turned pale on the spot.

"No...it's another pressure point mat?!"

He turned to look at Chen Yang, his eyes filled with accusation.

"Director Chen, do you have some special fondness for acupressure mats? We used one in the last episode!"

Chen Yang looked at Chen He with a smile.

"Your performance last time wasn't exciting enough, I didn't get enough of it."

"But you can't push them to the brink of death!"

Chen Yang ignored him, raised the megaphone, and began to read out the rules.

"The first game is a team relay race, consisting of three rounds."

"In the first round, send two people. One person bends over and circles the wooden stick in the center of the area fifteen times. After that, walk across the acupressure mat in front of them to the table opposite, dip the ink pad in it, and apply it to the other person's nose. Note that it must be the nose; applying it to other places does not count."

Shen Teng squinted at the road, then at the box of inkpads, and his lips twitched.

"In the second round, three people will be sent out. Two people will kick the shuttlecock back and forth without it touching the ground. They must kick it fifteen times to pass."

"In the third round, all seven people go up, put on swimming goggles, and search for candies in the flour bowl with their mouths. If each person finds three candies, they pass the round."

"The Running Man team goes first, followed by the Chinese Paladin team. The team with the shortest total time across all three rounds wins."

Chen Yang put down the loudspeaker.

"The winning side gets the first clue."

The moment he finished speaking, the Running Man cast erupted in cheers.

"Spin around fifteen times and then walk on the acupressure mat? Isn't that just asking for trouble?" Zheng Kai looked at the acupressure mat in disbelief.

"After spinning around fifteen times, you can barely stand, and you still have to step on that thing barefoot?" Wang Baoqiang squatted down, touched the spikes on the acupressure mat, and grinned.

Baby covered her mouth, her eyes wide open.

"That's too cruel..."

On the other side of the arena, the style of the Sword and Fairy faction was completely different.

Yang Mi crossed her arms over her chest and smiled.

"Luckily we came up last."

Yuan Hong nodded with a smile.

"Watch their performance first, and learn from their experience."

Liu Shishi whispered, "How cruel," but her eyes clearly held a smile.

Tang Yan covered her face, peeking through her fingers at the miserable state of the Running Man team opposite her.

Wallace Huo stood at the very back with a blank expression, but the curve of his lips betrayed him.

The Running Man cast protested collectively for a full thirty seconds.

Chen Yang shut him down with a single sentence.

"Protest denied. Begin in one minute. Now, you can discuss your tactics."

Deng Chao took a deep breath and stepped forward.

As the captain, he had to be the first to step forward.

More importantly, as an undercover agent, he must secure a key position.

"I'll spin around."

His tone was resolute, carrying the responsibility expected of a team leader.

"I'll go first in the first round, who will assist me?"

His gaze swept over Li Chen, Wang Baoqiang, and Shen Teng.

Li Chen is physically strong and quick-witted, and his high level of cooperation during the ink-printing process makes it difficult for him to prolong the process.

Wang Baoqiang has a background in martial arts and is highly coordinated. If I overact, he will easily notice.

Shen Teng...

Deng Chao looked at Shen Teng.

Shen Teng was smiling as he backed away, trying to hide behind Li Chen.

perfect.

"Teng." Deng Chao walked over with a smile and put his arm around Shen Teng's shoulder.

Shen Teng froze.

"You cooperate with me."

"etc......"

"Think about it, in the first round I'll spin around and you'll stand there and get your nose tapped. You don't have to move, run, or expend any energy."

Deng Chao spoke extremely fast, giving Shen Teng no time to react.

"We'll all have to go in the third round. You'll have to be scrambling through the flour bowls for candy then, so save your energy. You can just stand there and wait for me in the first round, how easy is that?"

Shen Teng opened his mouth.

Logically, it seems to make sense.

But he always felt that something was wrong.

"So, after you spin around fifteen times, can you really find my nose?"

"Don't worry, Teng." Deng Chao patted his chest, his smile exceptionally sincere. "I, Deng Chao, have an excellent sense of direction."

Shen Teng nodded with some skepticism.

"Alright."

Deng turned around and continued making arrangements.

"Round two, shuttlecock kicking. Baby, Chen He, and Kai Kai, the three of you go up."

Zheng Kai nodded.

"No problem, leave it to me."

Chen He patted his chest as well.

"Fifteen shuttlecocks? No problem."

"In the third round, everyone is going all out. There's no point in dividing the spoils; we just have to give it our all."

Deng clapped his hands.

"Brothers, the Legend of Sword and Fairy team is watching. We can't afford to embarrass ourselves in the first round!"

"Yes!" Zheng Kai clenched his fist.

Li Chen said in a deep voice, "If we have to fight, we should fight. There's nothing to be afraid of."

Wang Baoqiang took off his coat and threw it aside.

"Okay! I'll listen to the captain!"

Baby raised her fist slightly.

"come on!"

Only Shen Teng stood still, smiling as he watched his enthusiastic teammates, feeling betrayed but unable to pinpoint exactly what was wrong.

One minute later.

Deng Chao took off his shoes and stood barefoot next to the wooden stick in the center of the field.

The wooden stick was over a meter tall and was stuck vertically into the ground.

He lowered his head, gripped the top of the stick with both hands, and bent over to rest his forehead on the back of his hands.

Shen Teng stood by the table at the end of the acupressure mat road, his hands behind his back, waiting calmly.

The timer is in place.

The whistle blew.

Deng Chao immediately started spinning around.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

He spun around quickly, his steps were nimble, his hair was whipped around, and his figure became a blurry afterimage in the sunlight.

Five laps, eight laps, ten laps...

The opposing team of the Immortal Sword group all craned their necks to watch the spectacle.

Yang Mi counted the points.

"Eleven, twelve... He spins so fast!"

Yuan Hong laughed and said, "Let's see if he can still walk in a straight line when he stands up later."

Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen!

Deng Chao abruptly released the wooden stick and straightened up.

The next second, he froze on the spot.

Then he tilted to the left.

He took three steps, each step landing on thin air, his body seemingly pushed by an invisible hand, wobbling and crashing into the crowd beside him.

"Sigh...sigh..."

He grabbed at something with both hands, and finally managed to steady himself for two seconds.

Then it veered to the right again.

"Holy crap, this is so dizzying..."