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

Her hair was disheveled, her forehead was covered in sweat, and her voice was getting louder and louder.

"Kick it to me! Kick it to me! Don't kick it so high!"

Liu Shishi kicked him, looking aggrieved.

The shuttlecock slid across the ground.

Yang Mi bent down to take it, but her shoe slipped, and she fell flat on her backside.

The shuttlecock landed on her thigh.

"Does that count as a catch?" Yang Mi sat on the ground, holding the shuttlecock, and asked the referee with a serious expression.

"Not really."

"Why?! It stopped on me!"

"The rule is to kick with your feet, but you caught it with your butt."

The laughter from the audience reached its decibel limit.

Hu stood on the sidelines, arms crossed, a gentle smile on his face.

My heart has already set off 108 fireworks.

No need to act anymore.

There's absolutely no need to act anymore.

The true abilities of these three individuals are more effective than any of his undercover operations.

Eight minutes have passed.

The counter in the arena shows: 14.

Just one more.

Yang Mi gritted her teeth and kicked the shuttlecock to Tang Yan.

Tang Yan held her ground this time, giving the shuttlecock a gentle kick, sending it flying towards Liu Shishi.

Liu Shishi lifted her foot and caught it.

The entire audience held their breath.

She kicked back.

The shuttlecock traced a low, flat arc in the air and flew steadily toward Yang Mi.

Yang Mi went to greet her.

It was kicked.

The shuttlecock bounced up and flew towards Tang Yan.

Tang Yan stretches her leg...

The shuttlecock landed on the ground.

It brushed past her toes and landed lightly on the ground.

A huge sigh erupted from the audience.

Tang Yan covered her face and squatted down.

"I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry..."

Yang Mi no longer wanted to talk.

Two more minutes passed.

They finally made a total of fifteen.

Second round time: 8 minutes and 7 seconds.

Yang Mi collapsed to the ground, covering her eyes with her arms.

Liu Shishi sat beside her, breathing quietly.

Tang Yan squatted at the farthest point, burying her face in her knees, her ears turning bright red.

Round three.

Flour bowl.

Everyone took to the field.

Seven people put on swimming goggles and stood in front of three giant flour jars.

Yang Mi looked at the mountain of white flour in front of her, then looked down at her carefully cared-for face from filming.

"I hate this show."

"start!"

All seven people buried their faces in the water at the same time.

The moment Hu Ge was buried, a smile, unseen by anyone, lingered at the corner of his mouth.

His head shook violently from side to side in the flour, like a stranded fish struggling desperately.

Flour flew everywhere as he kicked it, and Yuan Hong and Huang Zhiwei, who were next to him, were the first to be hit, their heads covered in white dust.

"Who's spreading powder?!" Yuan Hong looked up, his face completely white, only his eyes behind his swimming goggles still had color.

Brother Hu pulled his face out of the flour, looking completely innocent.

"I'm looking for candy."

"Can you please stop making a mess of flour everywhere while you're looking for candy?!"

"Sorry, I was in too much of a rush."

He lowered his head and plunged back in, continuing to arch.

When Yang Mi raised her head to breathe, her entire face had turned pure white.

My eyelashes, eyebrows, and nostrils were covered in flour.

She spat something out and glanced at it.

"red dates?!"

She was furious.

"Director Chen! Why are there red dates in the flour?!"

Chen Yang, standing some distance away, smiled and waved, but didn't reply.

Liu Shishi looked up.

Her face looked even worse.

The flour and sweat mixed together, forming a white paste on my face.

Liu Shishi winked at the camera, the fog in her swimming goggles blurring her features.

She said it softly.

"Longkui has never been so disheveled."

The Running Man cast members on the sidelines were laughing so hard they were almost out of breath.

Shen Teng pointed to the flour bowl of the Immortal Sword team and turned to Deng Chao.

"Brother Chao, I feel a bit better now."

Why?

"Because I'm finally not the most miserable person on this show anymore."

A little over three minutes later, the entire team of the Legend of Sword and Fairy had finished finding the candy.

Seven people stood up from beside the flour bowl.

Seven pale faces, paired with ancient costumes and hairstyles that were all covered in flour.

Like a row of paper figures that have just crawled out of a grave.

The referee glanced at the stopwatch and called out the number.

"The total time for the Chinese Paladin team across three rounds is 15 minutes and 24 seconds."

The entire room fell silent for a second.

Then the Running Man cast erupted in deafening cheers.

"We won!"

Zheng Kai was the first to jump up, waving his fist.

Chen He bumped chests with him and roared excitedly.

Li Chen chuckled softly and patted Wang Baoqiang on the shoulder.

Baby gave a soft "Yay!" and clenched her little fist.

Deng Chao stood in the middle of the crowd, his face full of excitement.

"Great job, guys! This is the power of our Running Man team!"

He patted his chest, his voice filled with fervor and passion.

But inside, a silent roar was raging.

He's crazy.

In the first round, he acted with all his might, desperately trying to drag out the time, even poking Shen Teng's lips, managing to stretch a two-minute task into nearly three minutes.

And what happened on the other side?

Eight minutes of playing shuttlecock.

Eight minutes.

Even if he dragged all three wheels to their limits, he couldn't drag it out for more than eight minutes.

The cast of Legend of Sword and Fairy is really bad!

He silently sent a message to Chen Yang in his mind.

The undercover mission you assigned me has zero difficulty.

Because the other side doesn't need my help at all; they can lose on their own.

Chen Yang stepped forward.

He now held a red brocade pouch in his hand.

"Congratulations to the Running Man team for winning the first round!"

He handed the brocade pouch to Deng Chao.

"The first clue is in here."

The moment Deng Chao received the brocade pouch, he instinctively took a step back.

He winked at Li Chen.

Li Chen understood instantly.

The seven people instantly turned around, their backs to the Immortal Sword Team, forming an impenetrable ironclad formation.

Deng Chao opened the brocade pouch and poured out two folded pieces of paper.

Unfold.

Two portraits whose meaning is incomprehensible.

The seven people looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What's this?" Wang Baoqiang leaned over and stared at it for a long time.

"Some kind of symbol?" Zheng Kai guessed.

"It doesn't seem like it," Li Chen shook his head. "I can't understand it at all."

Chen He snatched it and examined it over and over.

"You won't need to piece together multiple clues to figure out the whole story."

Deng glanced at it and memorized every detail of the pattern.

As an undercover agent, I'll have to find a way to get this information out sooner or later.

But not now.

too early.

"Keep it for now." Deng Chao folded the piece of paper again and stuffed it into his pocket. "We'll guess what happens after we get the other clues."

Chen Yang raised the loudspeaker.

"First round of recording complete."

"Next, everyone board the bus and head to the next venue, Huaxia Cultural Park, Royal Xuanwu Lake."

He paused for a moment.

"During the transition, everyone changed into sportswear provided by the production team."

He smiled.

On the bus.

After the fourteen people washed their faces and changed into their workout clothes, their condition changed noticeably.

The Running Man cast sat in the front section, dressed in uniform white sportswear, looking neat and tidy, and their morale was high.

The members of the Legend of Sword and Fairy group sat in the back half, their blue tracksuits contrasting with their slightly flushed faces from washing their face, creating a somewhat awkward atmosphere.

Brother Hu sat by the window, his expression calm, even with a hint of self-reproach.

"I dragged it out for too long in the first round."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for Yang Mi and Yuan Hong next to him to hear.

Yang Mi rolled her eyes.

"What are you dragging your feet on? You've only been dragging your feet for less than four minutes. We've been playing shuttlecock for eight minutes."

She fell silent for a moment after she finished speaking.

"...It's even more embarrassing to say it out loud."

Yuan Hong laughed heartily.

Brother Hu lowered his head, his lips twitching slightly.

Beneath the mask of self-blame lies a heart that has completely relaxed.

perfect.

The first undercover mission was a breeze.

front row.

Deng Chao leaned back in his seat with his eyes closed.

Li Chen sat next to him, assuming he was resting, and didn't disturb him.

But Deng's mind never stopped for a second.

In the first round, his undercover operation was completely obscured by the game's black hole in the Legend of Sword and Fairy team.

You might not be so lucky in the next round.

He had to come up with a more covert and effective method.

We can't keep overacting.

Outside the car window, the July sun in Hengdian was scorching hot, shining on the winding road.

Twenty minutes later.

The bus stopped at the entrance of Huaxia Cultural Park.

Fourteen people filed down.

The white and blue tracksuits stood out brightly in the sunlight.

Ahead lay a vast expanse of lake.

The lake water was emerald green, reflecting the pavilions and towers in the distance.

But everyone's attention was drawn to the same thing.

A racetrack.

Starting from the stone steps on the shore, it extends straight down to the lake.

Everyone fell silent.

Chen He was the first to break the silence.

"So... if you fall in, do you have to swim?"

No one answered him.

Chen Yang was already standing by the lake, holding up the big red megaphone again.

"Welcome to the second level."

He smiled.

That smile terrified everyone present.