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Chapter 138 Pretending to be a Little B
"We actually won! Haha!"

Several artists in the guest team were about to cry with joy.

Faced with an impossible task, they overcame difficulties and endured great pain to do it!

They defeated an almost impossible opponent!
When the moment of victory really came, these people all rubbed their feet and cried and laughed together!
Only then did Zhao Lijing remember the severe pain in her knees, not to mention the pain in her feet. She rubbed her knees and her little feet at the same time, her big watery eyes were filled with crystal clear tears. It's a joy!

As smart as Bai Xinhong, when the referee's whistle blew, he ran off the shiatsu board, sat on the ground and cried happily: "Ah, it really killed me! The program team, you have to give me Add more money, I really played my life today! My legs are almost useless! My butt is about to be crushed!"

Peng Liang, a short wax gourd, sat on the ground next to him and rolled all over the floor, saying: "My buttocks are already shattered, almost into eight petals, it hurts me to death!"

Fa Zizan said: "Master Pao really didn't do it! He shouted a few chants, which shocked our morale!"

Sitting on the side, Li Xuan rubbed her snow-white feet and said, "That's not a chant, but a battle song!"

Everyone looked at Zhang Qiyang together, and found that Zhang Qiyang was still lying on the shiatsu board with a large font.

Zhang Qiyang was really exhausted by this wave of crazy operations.

Lying on the acupressure board at this moment, he didn't even feel the pricks on his body, he only felt that the acupuncture points on the soles of his feet were congested with blood, and the pain continued.

Luo Zhikang gasped, limped to Zhang Qiyang's side, pulled Zhang Qiyang up, and praised: "Everyone is doing well!"

Zhang Qiyang nodded in praise, although at first there were some people in the group who did not risk their lives, but after being encouraged by his battle song, everyone exerted all their energy and won the game.

As long as there was a lazy one just now, they would have to hurt for a while before they could win this victory.

Bai Xinhong arrogantly yelled at the dumbfounded hosts: "Are you convinced! Wang Dawei!"

"What are you doing, someone help me, hey, my foot is useless!"

After losing the game, Wang Dawei hadn't gotten up on the shiatsu board, and his feet were almost gone from pain.

In the end, it was Xu Xian who reluctantly came over to give Wang Dawei a hand, and then gave Wang Dawei the pressure board.

Feng Sheng, Lu Cheng, and Lu Kai have already got off the fingerboard and gathered together to reflect and review.

They really couldn't accept the fact that they lost to the old, weak, sick and disabled guest team!

They also couldn't figure out how the opponent could explode with such a powerful combat power!

Is it only because of the encouragement of the war song?
This is too nonsense!
Lu Kai couldn't believe this fact even if he was beaten to death. As soon as Wang Dawei came over, he immediately complained to Wang Dawei: "Dawei, can you stop being lazy in the next round? You didn't pull hard at all, did you?"

Wang Dawei cried bitterly: "I haven't exerted my strength yet? I'm almost exerting my strength to give birth! Look at the soles of my feet, they are almost punctured! Oh, hey, the program team is too perverted. It's the last episode and they still design Such a brutal game."

Lu Cheng summed up his experience: "In the next round of competition, everyone must lower their center of gravity and use the heel to press the fingerboard, so that the pain will be less."

Sophie suggested: "I think we should also have a shouter on our side, so that our energy can be combined. I think our energy was scattered just now, and their energy was all focused on the idea. won ours."

Feng Sheng agreed and said: "Well, I also felt it. Just now when the gun master yelled the chant, the strength there immediately became rhythmic, wave after wave, so neat."

Wang Dawei took the initiative to invite Ying: "Then let me shout the chant on our side next time!"

Lu Kai said: "Don't yell, let me yell. If you yell in pain, it's definitely not good. I'll yell, and we will work hard together later, and we must get this thing back!"

"Must! Come on! Come on! Come on!"

Lu Cheng and others showed their determination to fight back, and must beat the guest team in the second round.

It was different from the gloomy atmosphere on the host team's side.

The guest team is full of joy.

Peng Liang smiled triumphantly: "Haha, we are so strong that we were able to beat the Great Demon King Feng Sheng. After this show is broadcast, we can blow it up!"

Luo Zhikang said in a down-to-earth manner: "Thanks to Qiyang's chanting, it's really surprising that Qiyang can still shout out the chants at such a competitive time."

The beautiful eyes glowed brightly, and Li Xuan praised: "It's not just shouting out, he's singing in its entirety."

Zhao Lijing was still rubbing her knees through her trousers, and asked Zhang Qiyang in admiration: "Really? Lord Pao, are you singing?"

Before Zhang Qiyang could answer, Xiao Qiang, the producer of the show, came over with a happy face and asked Zhang Qiyang: "Master Pao, what song did you call just now? The boatman's song? It's so refreshing! Go back to me!" Let the brothers in the production team dub the complete music for you, this tug-of-war competition is too exciting!"

Zhang Qiyang took a look at this middle-aged producer with a strange face shape, and his two ends were a bit like a spindle of jujube core, and then looked at the expectant eyes of his teammates around him. He decided to spend a quarter of the time of burning incense to pretend to be a little B, Make these people worship him even more.

"What I yelled was not the boatman's chant, but a song I wrote impromptu."

"A song written on the spur of the moment?"

Everyone was surprised!
In such a tragic competition, this guy can actually write songs?This...is too nonsense!

Even Li Xuan, who knew Zhang Qiyang's amazing creative ability, was frightened, her small mouth grew big, and she couldn't believe that this refreshing battle song was written by Zhang Qiyang on the spur of the moment!

Zhang Qiyang said lightly: "Tug-of-war on the shiatsu board, this matter is too exciting. At that time, I thought of the ancient song "Order of the General" in my mind, and my heart suddenly became full of pride, so I re-wrote the lyrics and thought of something refreshing. Sing whatever is inspiring. Looking back now, I think the song I wrote is pretty good, so let’s call it "A Man Should Be Self-Reliant."

Everyone was surprised again!
Hearing this meaning, this song seems to have been written by Pao Ye on the spur of the moment!
He is really a musical genius!To be able to write songs under such circumstances, he is really going against the sky!
Zhang Qiyang told Xiao Qiang who was already frightened: "If the program group needs to add a soundtrack in the later stage, after the recording is finished today, I will improve this song and record it for you to send over."

"Alright, Master Pao, you are really a genius!"

Xiao Qiang meant to flatter Zhang Qiyang, and he was really shocked by Zhang Qiyang!
Bai Xinhong and others next to him agreed with Xiao Qiang's evaluation of Zhang Qiyang.

In a tug-of-war on the shiatsu board, he can actually write inspiring battle songs. They have never seen such an awesome artist!

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