Chapter 246 Large Scale

The guest's car stopped, and the staff's car also stopped naturally.

The camera buddies get out of the car with long guns and short guns, and start working!
"You asked us to light firecrackers, are you still so rude?" After getting off the car, seeing Wang Zihao shaking the firecrackers in his hand, Liu Piaopiao's face turned pale.

After the new year, I go on vacation with my family. As long as I have the conditions, my family will buy fireworks and light a few barrels.

Liu Piaopiao loves watching fireworks very much, but she would never dare to ask her to light them.

firecracker?

Fireworks are like off-road vehicles. How dare a person who dare not drive an off-road vehicle to 130 yards drive a small iron donkey to 130 yards?

The firecracker in Wang Zihao's hand was the little iron donkey, which drove Liu Piaopiao to 130 yards.

Too dangerous and scary!

"Zihao-jun, please don't." Mai Sakurajima turned pale.

She likes to be in a daze, if just after lighting the fuse, her head short-circuits and forgets to throw the firecracker, wouldn't it be over?

She was afraid of those kind of firecrackers that were thin, like striking a match, and would be thrown away after one stroke.

Not to mention playing this kind of firecracker with fuze, which is thicker than a finger.

Chen Qiaoyin's complexion was also not very good-looking, and she was afraid of others lighting firecrackers and watching her from a distance.

Sure enough, this is the punishment. What kind of punishment is running, just exercising.

Song Feifei breathed a sigh of relief, this kind of punishment is acceptable.

Although there are certain risks, just like driving, the accident rate is not high.

Shang Wenwen and Quan Hanwei also put down the stone in their hearts, so what?
It's not an unacceptable punishment at all, it's too simple!

The fuse is so long.

But the next moment, the two of them, including Song Feifei, wanted to scold their mothers.

A pair of small scissors appeared in Wang Zihao's hand at some point.

This man who killed a thousand swords was actually cutting the fuze because he thought the fuze was too long.

special.

"Zihao, it's too dangerous, don't be joking." Song Feifei said hastily.

Wang Zihao smiled, took out a lighter, lit it with his left hand, and held the firecracker with his right.

With a "hiss", the fuse was ignited.

The next moment, Wang Zihao threw the firecracker to the side of the road.

With a "boom", several girls nearby, including guests and staff, screamed again and again.

The fuze was too short, and the firecracker almost exploded in mid-air before falling to the ground.

"Director, this is too dangerous." Song Feifei looked ugly, and hurriedly negotiated with Wu Chunli, trying to refuse this punishment.

Wu Chunli shook his head: "I can only advise Wang Zihao not to cut the fuze too short, and I cannot deny his punishment method."

Some programs even engage in real explosions, blowing up houses and so on.

Firecrackers, what's the big deal?

Song Feifei wiped his sweat, I hold a scalpel in my hand, and the insurance premium is tens of thousands per year, but I don't want to pay for the small tens of millions of insurance compensation.

If I work until the age of 60 or [-], I can earn at least [-] million yuan.

This is only on the surface, and the flying knife is not counted.

"Brother, don't cut it, it's scary." Shang Wenwen begged, "What should I do if my hand is injured?"

Quan Hanwei nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, don't cut it, we can blow up a few more."

Wang Zihao comforted: "Don't worry, you will never get the bomb, I didn't let you hold the bomb."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and put it on the ground, right? That would be great.

At this time, Wang Zihao took out a mask from his pocket.

Everyone was a little dazed.

What are you doing wearing a mask?

Putting on his mask, Wang Zihao waved to a staff member.

Immediately, the staff member came over with a bag of masks.

"Handsome guy, share the masks with them." Wang Zihao said.

The staff cheerfully distributed the masks to the six guests who were punished.

"What are you doing?" Chen Qiaoyin asked strangely after taking the mask.

"Follow me." Wang Zihao led the crowd to the opposite direction of the love apartment.

Everyone had to follow.

Not far away, at a distance of about 30 meters, Wang Zihao stopped and pointed to something on the ground beside the road: "Did you see it, what is it?"

Everyone looked at Wang Zihao's fingers.

"Yuck~"

Zhang Nuannuan almost wanted to throw up.

Nima, Song Feifei wants to cry but has no tears.

The other guests also felt dizzy, and finally understood why Liu Piaopiao was so afraid of Wang Zihao's punishment.

The thing on the ground was a pile of fresh cow dung, the size of a basin, with cow urine on it.

It was only now that everyone knew what the punishment was.

Fried cow dung!
The staff of the program team covered their faces, ordering such a big firecracker, for some people, it was already very difficult.

Fried cow dung is not a son of man.

Zhang Nuannuan's eyes were terrified. If she hadn't been in the same group as Wang Zihao, she would be a warrior preparing to fry cow dung now.

All the guests put on their masks one after another, cursing in their hearts, and couldn't help but stare at the lump of cow dung that was more disgusting because it was fresh.

You can't ignore it, it's their mission goal.

"Can you change the punishment method?" Sakurajima Mai cried.

Chen Qiaoyin felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, but she had to look at the cow dung, which was extremely contradictory.

"I knew you were extremely vicious and didn't want to be a good person!" Liu Piaopiao gritted her teeth.

Wang Zihao ignored the words of the guests and said: "The condition for completing the punishment is that the cow dung is blown up, and the throwing is not accurate after being touched. It doesn't count. Start over."

Quan Hanwei made a bitter face: "Brother, the fuze is so short, once it is lit, there is no time to aim."

"Then let me give you a suggestion." Wang Zihao said, "You don't need to hold it with your hands, just stick the butt of the firecracker into the cow dung, and you light it again. After lighting it, you can run as fast as you can. It's very simple."

Everyone is black.

Wang Zihao added: "I'm a very kind person. I don't cut the fuze short for every firecracker. You reach out and take it out of the plastic bag. It's normal to get a short one. It depends on your luck."

You are a kind ghost, and everyone wants to refute a few words.

But think about it or forget it, it's better to shut up, so as not to make any more troubles.

This guy is hard to mess with.

At the end of the week, should he be voted out, or should he be kept and avenged?
The six guests have already begun to think about the vote in a week's time.

"Director, we dare to accept the punishment. Do the program crew dare to cut this link? It will easily cause discomfort to the audience." Song Feifei asked Wu Chunli.

Wu Chunli smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Our program is not on TV, so the scale can be larger. Or it may not be cut into it, and it may not be treated as a tidbit."

Song Feifei had no choice but to "struggle with reason" and was listed as the most unpopular guest by the program group. The program group can influence the votes of other guests, and there is no need to engage in inside information.

"Old rules, the first group comes first." Wang Zihao brought the plastic bag in front of Quan Hanwei and Sakurajima Mai.

The program team didn't say a word. It seems that this punishment must be carried out. Of course, Quan Hanwei couldn't let Mai Sakurajima come first.

As soon as he put his hand in, Quan Hanwei wanted to scold his mother for being so rough!
He was about to touch the fuze to pick out the firecrackers that had not been cut, but Wang Zihao urged: "Don't touch for too long, I will help you choose for more than three seconds."

Quan Hanwei had no choice but to draw out a firecracker immediately.

After taking a look, he was surprised, it's normal!
"Windproof lighter, here you are." Wang Zihao handed the lighter to Quan Hanwei.

Quan Hanwei approached the cow dung with a windproof lighter in his left hand and a firecracker in his right.

Two or three meters away, he stopped.

People stay away from the scene.

Afraid of being blown up.

Taking a deep breath, Quan Hanwei ignited the fire, and tremblingly brought the firecracker fuze close to the fire source.

With a "hiss", his hair stood on end, he threw the firecracker out immediately, and then ran away without looking back.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang from behind.

"Not right!" Wang Zihao regretted.

What?
Quan Hanwei turned his head to look, the fresh cow dung was safe and sound.

Nima, he wanted to scold his mother, why didn't he throw it accurately at such a short distance?
"Come here, take another one." Wang Zihao was very enthusiastic, and carried the plastic bag over.

Quan Hanwei was so depressed that he smoked another one.

This time, his luck was not so good, and he drew a firecracker with the fuze cut short.

Your uncle, Quan Hanwei looked up to the sky and sighed, this time he couldn't throw it accurately, unless he risked being blown up.

"If you don't want to come a few more times, I suggest you stick the firecracker's butt into the cow dung and light you before you run, there should be time." Wang Zihao said.

Should?
Quan Hanwei wanted to swear, even if he inserted it into the cow dung, it would be sure to blow up the cow dung, but it was also accompanied by the risk of being blown up by cow dung?
This punishment is simply shameless and disgusting!

Support Liu Piaopiao to work with you every day, if you can't do it, you have to do it, until you die.

"The fuze was so long just now, if you put cow dung on it and ignite it, you can run away in time, so you don't have to worry about being blown up." Wang Zihao said.

Grandma is a leg, the cannons are all fired, so you just say, it's an afterthought.

Quan Hanwei had no choice but to put on a mask, hold his nose close to the cow dung, and carefully inserted Pao Zong's butt into the cow dung.

vomit~
The female guest not far away wanted to vomit, it was so disgusting.

After the firecracker was inserted with cow dung, Quan Hanwei slowly approached the fuze with a trembling hand holding the lighter.

The first time I ignited, I was too nervous and didn't light the fuze.

The second time I ignited, the lighter didn't turn on.

The third time, Nima, Quan Hanwei wanted to throw up, his hands shook, and his knuckles rubbed on the cow dung.

He immediately ran to the roadside grass to wipe off the cow dung.

This punishment is inhumane.

"What's wrong with Quan Hanwei, did you rub your hand on cow dung?" Mai Sakurajima looked shocked, and she absolutely must not let Quan Hanwei touch her in the future, it's too disgusting.

Liu Piaopiao had goosebumps all over her body.

After a while, Quan Hanwei went back to light firecrackers.

This time, he lit it, and immediately rolled and crawled towards the roadside depression.

With a "bang", the cow dung exploded.

Quan Hanwei is safe and sound.

"Look, isn't it easy? Don't panic, it's very simple." Wang Zihao only glanced over there, then brought the red plastic bag in front of Mai Sakurajima, "Come on, sister Mai, it's your turn."

Mai Sakurajima is teary-eyed, where is it easy, where is it easy?
"Forget it, the girl will give you a discount, no more smoking, it's normal to take the fuze." Mai Sakurajima refused to smoke for a long time, Wang Zihao helped her pick out a normal firecracker.

"Thank you Zihao-kun!" Sakurajima Mai thanked.

Liu Piaopiao was speechless, someone broke his leg and gave you a crutch, and you thank him.

(End of this chapter)

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