Don't follow the rules

Chapter 219 Qimeng Amusement Park (59)
"It's unbelievable! 9527 completed the wonderful climb so easily! He ran the whole distance in 50 seconds and won our first prize! Let's congratulate 9527!"

The cameraman in front of the finish button had been waiting for a long time. The moment he clicked the button, he immediately cooperated with the special effects artist's jets and colored paper to give Chunyu a handsome look back at the right time.

In fact, while waiting in line, Chunyu and the others also watched the competition of many players, including many who successfully passed the level. However, none of them received the treatment of confetti and fireworks at the finish line. It may have been a temporary arrangement by the director team.

But this operation seems to be very effective. The barrage in the live broadcast room keeps swiping the screen, and the number of viewers has repeatedly hit new highs.

"...Too close." Chunyu took a small step back in embarrassment, avoiding the camera that was about to hit his face.

I ran the entire water obstacle course in 50 seconds without making any mistakes. At the end of the race, I didn’t even shed a drop of sweat or even gasp for air. My breathing was steady and my expression was leisurely, as if I was just taking a walk.

The host secretly sighed: He really pretended to do it.

He cleared his throat and quickly came to Chunyu: "Congratulations!"

Chunyu raised his hand to interrupt the host's nonsense, stared into the host's eyes, and said concisely: "Prize."

"Uh haha, of course, of course, help 9527 carry the prize up!" The host greeted the field worker behind him.

The prize for clearing the level within 1 minute is a bladeless air-conditioning fan and a seal clue for the designated level. The field worker quickly came to the stage holding the air-conditioning fan and handed it to Chunyu. Chunyu nodded and took it politely, and then continued to stare at the host eagerly.

host:……

"Okay, okay, I didn't forget. So which level's seal clue do you want to specify?"

Chunyu glanced at the auditorium. Xu Sui and An Han were both making "nine" gestures towards him.

Chunyu: "I want to know the clues to Seal No. [-]."

"Okay!" The host stretched out his hand, pinched it into the air, and used a small card magic technique to pinch a card out of thin air.

The host snorted, "I thought I wouldn't have a chance to show off my newly learned magic today~ Thanks to you, I also let me pretend."

He handed the hand card to Chunyu, and told him carefully: "In order to ensure the game experience of most tourists, please don't disclose the information on the hand card to other tourists. Of course, your companions can still know."

Chunyu took the card: "Thank you."

Then he neatly jumped off the high platform where he received the award, and left in a hurry, completely denying the host a chance to continue chatting with him, leaving only a chic back view for the program crew.

"So handsome." The host murmured, "When can I be so attractive?"

The director's urging came from the ear: "Come back to your senses, it's time to call your number."

The host wiped the sweat from his forehead, and mobilized his enthusiastic voice again: "This round just now was so handsome that I was dizzy, so let me welcome the next contestant, and see what kind of surprise he will bring me?"

Ning Yao had been paying attention to the playing field. Seeing that Chunyu had finished his work, he patted the dejected Ying Ying and said, "The number is called, sister Ying. It's your turn to perform. Cheer up!"

Yingying yawned: "50 seconds, right?"

Ning Yao nodded, and rubbed Yingying's shoulders attentively: "You don't need to die like that, it can take as long as 50 to [-] seconds, as long as you are happy, sister Ying."

"I can't be happy." Hum hum.

Although he was already giving up on himself, his body was still very honest. When he heard the host's call, he immediately ejected from his seat.

"9528 is me! I am here."

Xiaopao came to the stage, glanced around, locked his eyes on the camera that was pointing at her, and smiled sweetly.

The host's excitement has obviously passed, but he still guides him very dedicatedly: "Welcome this contestant, do you need to introduce yourself?"

An excited red glow appeared on Yingying's little face, she nodded vigorously, and took the microphone.

With a crackling beat in his mouth, he started a freestyle without BGM:

The serial number is 9528
My specialty is being a Maiba

Singing, dancing and lifting irons are all a breeze.
I am the master of both strength and appearance.
Are the viewers in the live broadcast room ready?
Stand up to welcome my beauty bombardment
Skr~skr~
The whole place was dead silent.

The host's whole body was tense, and his face was unprecedentedly serious.

What a fucking place.

He was convinced that this was the biggest challenge of his career. The cameramen were stunned, the director was hesitant, the number of people in the live broadcast room was crazy, and even the director, who had always been very creative, was speechless in the internal channel.

The host walked onto the stage and took a deep breath: "Security? Security, come here."

He raised his hand and waved away the host who was in the way: "What are you all doing in a daze? Applause for me!"

The audio engineer was terrified, and quickly turned on the applause sound effect.

As the roar of applause rang out, the scene finally seemed less awkward, and the director finally calmed down, instructing the host in the headset to quickly get over the party and move on to the next session.

The host took the order, and didn't dare to ask Yingying to say anything more. He just lowered his head and led people to the starting platform. He even omitted the greetings before the start, and started the run with a countdown to 321.

Yingying herself was very open-minded. When the starting gun was fired, her eyes darkened, and her whole aura immediately changed. Her outward fighting spirit gradually became introverted, and her consciousness was immersed in her usual training state.

Different from Chunyu's dexterous walking style, Yingying's style is more like "iron-headed baby", and the main focus is a head iron.

A fatal blow?
Being able to be shaken by the soft hammer head wrapped in this sponge, I am sorry for the horse gait I have been doing for so many years.

She was like driving an invincible golden body, charging all the way with a rainbow of momentum.

The single-plank bridge was made solid by her step by step, and the plum blossom pile seemed to have been nailed down by three inches.

Yingying's eyes were firm and her muscles were bulging. She pushed away all the obstacles that tried to block her path. She even knocked back several push piles until she couldn't get up again.

Cute girl breaks through?No.

On the track of Sister Ying, the competition is "iron fist, iron fist, and heart of stone".

The host stood by the timer and stared dumbfoundedly at Yingying performing the "triathlon" on the track, and swallowed with some fear.

"Is the director here? This person may need to check the equipment on the track..." The host lowered his voice and made a small report to the internal channel.

The director rubbed his forehead with a headache: "You don't need to say this? The fake door that randomly blocked the way was created and flew!"

The director didn't dare to say anything, but let the camera focus on the muscles, trying to make the audience understand: it's not that the track quality is poor, it's that this strong man is too strong.

Yingying actually ran very fast. She chose to clear the level at the same time as Chunyuka, but it was just the same 50 seconds. The feelings she brought to the program crew were completely different.

The moment she tapped the finish button, all the internal channels of the program team let out a long sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)