Huayu: We're asking you to act, and you're playing a superhuman?

"Sizzle~"

By the time Wang Weili ripped off Kim Jong-kook's name tag for the sixth time, the production team was already numb.

As observers, they could clearly sense that Wang Weili's strength, agility, and explosiveness were all superior to Kim Jong-kook's.

Kim Jong-kook is like a child in front of him; he can't fight back or run away from him.

This result completely exceeded the scope of a variety show script.

However, the production team had to admit that the result was very entertaining.

Imagine Kim Jong-kook, with his burly physique, brutally charging at Wang Weili, a clean-cut young man, only to have his name tag torn off by a single hand...

This kind of contrast would attract viewers, not just in variety shows, but also in TV dramas and movies.

The only difference is that TV dramas and movies are fake, but variety shows are real.

"Willie, how about we do it again?"

The production team asked Wang Weili a question.

They already believed that Wang Weili could easily defeat Kim Jong-kook, and now they just wanted to film a more attractive scene to make the first episode of Running Man more watchable.

Wang Weili didn't seem to mind: "Sure!"

"Um, could you make the action of tearing off the name tag a little more visually appealing?"

"What do you mean?"

"We just need to exaggerate the movements a bit more, ideally making the audience want to scream..."

The production team could only give such vague instructions, but they believed that Wang Weili would definitely understand.

"OK! I understand how you want to feel. I'll have you keep charging at me later."

Wang Weili's second half of his sentence was addressed to Kim Jong-kook.

The burly man, as strong as an ox, was now standing opposite him, panting heavily and drenched in sweat, his face filled with disbelief.

Looking at Wang Weili, who barely broke a sweat, Kim Jong-kook was already filled with deep self-doubt.

Why is this happening?

My bench press weight is already over 300 pounds, so why can't I even budge one of his hands?

And he looked so relaxed, as if he had plenty of energy left...

"Kim Jong-kook, what are you daydreaming about?!"

The stern questioning from the South Korean production team brought Kim Jong-kook to a halt, ending his internal struggle with self-doubt.

The production team reviewed Wang Weili's request again, and Kim Jong-kook nodded to indicate that he understood.

Just as everything was ready and Kim Jong-kook was about to launch his final assault on Wang Wei-li, the last two members of the Running Man team finally arrived at the scene.

Deng Chao stood at the top of the stairs, looking at the two people who were in a standoff with a blank expression.

He didn't understand why the situation had turned out this way.

The script clearly stated that in the final moment, he and Wang Weili should have worked together to tear off Kim Jong-kook's name tag.

How did it suddenly become Wang Weili fighting alone? He's so skinny, can he even tear Kim Jong-kook apart? Should I rush over to help?

On the other side, Liu Shishi, carrying a box, came to the corner and looked up to see Kim Jong-kook charging at Wang Weili like a bull.

"ah!"

Liu Shishi screamed, but it didn't stop anything; Kim Jong-kook continued to rush over.

Wang Weili had time to give Liu Shishi a smile before he suddenly reached out and put his arm around Kim Jong-kook's shoulder as Kim Jong-kook rushed up to him...

It's happening again...

Kim Jong-kook subconsciously felt that this time was no different from the previous times, and then he felt his shoulders go from heavy to light.

Wang Weili grabbed his shoulder for leverage and jumped, doing a somersault in mid-air. When he landed, he casually tore off Kim Jong-kook's name tag.

The entire movement was fluid and seamless, as graceful as a swallow soaring into the sky and then plunging back down, resembling a scene from a martial arts movie.

Liu Shishi, Deng Chao, and the director crew members carrying the camera all had their mouths agape when they witnessed this action.

For a moment, the entire place fell silent, with only the early summer breeze rustling the beech trees beside the building.

Wang Weili turned around, tossed the name tag in his hand into the air and caught it, then gestured with his chin toward the production team.

"How about it? Want to do it again?"

"No, no need."

The production team waved their hands, indicating that what they had done was fine.

They've torn each other apart seven times already; it's time to give Kim Jong-kook some face and let him go home.

Kim Jong-kook hung his head in dejection, like a bull with broken horns from defeat, sadly exiting the stage.

He was originally invited by the Running Man production team to come to China and show off, but he ended up being the one who got shown up by Wang Weili instead...

Deng Chao and Liu Shishi then walked over to Wang Weili.

Whether it was for the sake of the show's recording or their own surprise, they had many questions they wanted to ask Wang Weili.

Deng Chao: "Willie, how did you do that just now?"

Wang Weili: "First do it like this, then do it like this, understand?"

Deng Chao: "...Only a ghost could understand!"

Liu Shishi: "Have you practiced anything?"

Wang Weili: "Does basic swordsmanship count?" (Inner monologue: And the physical enhancement from the dragon blood too.)

Liu Shishi: "...Never mind, I didn't ask!"

They were actually asking questions on behalf of the audience.

Because the power that Wang Weili's thin body could unleash was truly astonishing.

If we were filming a TV series instead of a variety show, people could understand it as referring to the internal energy or magical power within the drama.

However, variety shows are usually filmed in one continuous shot, so there aren't many fancy tricks to do. Wang Weili's move of flipping over in mid-air while supporting Kim Jong-kook's shoulders didn't have any special effects...

How come he's so awesome?

This question lingered in the minds of Liu Shishi, Deng Chao, Kim Jong-kook, and the rest of the Running Man production team.

After the first episode finished filming, the guests left and the regular MCs returned to their hotel to rest, Deng Chao was still pondering Wang Weili's somersault move.

"No, I have to ask him..."

The thought popped into Deng Chao's head, and he got up, dressed, and headed straight for Wang Weili's room.

Logically speaking, it's not appropriate for celebrities to visit each other late at night.

Deng Chao just felt that he and Wang Weili were both men, and since they were all buddies, there was nothing to worry about.

However, when he arrived at Wang Weili's room and rang the doorbell, several minutes passed before Wang Weili finally came to open the door, only opening it a crack.

Upon seeing this, Deng Chao immediately revealed a lewd smile, as if to say, "We're all men."

"Willie, are you busy?"

"Um, is something the matter?"

Wang Weili leaned against the door with one hand, looking down at Deng Chao.

When Deng Chao was looked at like that, he felt a tightness in his chest for no reason, and he silently swallowed the question he originally wanted to ask.

"Nothing much, just asking if you want some late-night snacks..."

"No need, thank you."

"That's alright, you should get some rest."

"The same to you."

The two sides ended their conversation politely.

As he watched the door close, Deng Chao subconsciously raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, not knowing why it had appeared.

As soon as Wang Weili closed the door and turned around, he smelled a fragrant breeze and felt a tightness around his waist.

Liu Shishi's face, with its sweaty, languid, and alluring features, came right up to him.

Who is it?

"A lonely, empty, and cold person."