"Welcome to 'Happy Forward Rush,' co-produced by the 'Freeze-in-the-Moment' program team and Dongshan City TV!" Zhou Baixi replaced the previous female host, looking quite presentable in a suit.

But in the eyes of the guests, this just looks like a respectable person acting like a dog!

[Again, a dream collaboration!]

[I always thought the show "Happy Forward" was over!]

[This program has indeed been cancelled. Director Zhou contacted the original production team, and the venue has been restored in the last few days!]

[Holy crap, that's a huge investment, Director Zhou! Why didn't you collaborate with Migi?!]

The show "Happy Forward Rush" is a childhood memory for many, but today Director Zhou changed the grand prize—a refrigerator—to a mystery prize, based on the arrival time.

Fortunately, the production team had some conscience and turned it into a relay format.

There are a total of sixteen rounds, with each guest responsible for two rounds, and the order is determined by drawing lots.

This time, the production team also brought in a lot of audience members, and there were deafening shouts from both sides.

"Wife, wife, look at me!" Yu Qiuchi looked over in the direction of the voice and saw a burly man who was 1.9 meters tall, holding a pink support sign. It was an eyesore. Yu Qiuchi didn't want to see it and turned her head away, no longer looking at him.

This seemingly insignificant change of direction led him to see the support signs for the Jiang Chenzhou and Song Yaozhuo couple, where it appeared the fans had split into two groups and were almost fighting.

"The God of Boats is forever invincible, crushing all obstacles, and reveling every night!"

"Sweet potato, sweet potato, forever Cao the Grim Reaper!"

Yu Qiuchi covered her ears, deciding it was better not to listen to any more lewd nonsense.

"Now it's our first leg, and our runner Yan Qing is ready to go!"

"Does our athlete Yan Qing have any starting statement?"

Yan Qing suddenly remembered a meme: the right time, the right place, and the right people. He would be doing this stage a disservice if he didn't make the most of it.

"A street in the south and north of the city, ask around and find out who's the boss! You think you can mess with this little treadmill?" Yan Qing snatched the microphone from Zhou Baixi and gave him the middle finger!

"Hey! Good boy!" Xie Tingsi, the second runner, shouted.

The surrounding audience burst into laughter, then fanned the flames.

"Yu Feng, beat him up!"

"A flying kick, a left hook, a right hook, a collar grab, and he's slammed to the ground..."

[No, these two absolutely cannot be put together!]

[Ha ha ha ha!]

[The audience members were very considerate! For one thing, they were excellent at mediating the fight!]

Director Zhou successfully regained control of the microphone: "Our first runner has started, and his cheetah-like speed is truly eye-catching!"

[Ahhh, yes, it's a real eye-opener!]

[Blindingly bright]

[Have you applied for a card? Just run it on the website.]

The first challenge was a treadmill, which was relatively simple, but Yan Qing just kept going in one place after rushing up, getting quite tired, but only managing to walk a few meters.

[Some are watching the spectacle, while others are looking in the mirror!]

[Someone ran five meters in two meters.]

Xie Tingsi stared at him for a long time, then finally clicked his tongue and said, "How can someone with such a small frame be so weak?"

"If you're so capable, then come and try!" Perhaps provoked by Xie Tingsi, Yan Qing suddenly erupted and was about to reach the finish line.

Time for the audience to offer suggestions.

"Pounce forward like a bear! You've played that game before, right? Pounce forward! Oh, I forgot, you're a gaming black hole!"

Damn! Whose fans are these? They're undermining him! Just as Yan Qing was about to fall, he looked up and saw the surrounding audience cheering.

"Wow...boo..." The cheers turned into boos.

Because Yan Qing tripped over his left foot with his right foot, he twisted his hips, swung his buttocks, and spun around perfectly, falling in the opposite direction.

I successfully followed the treadmill and fell into the arms of the diving guy.

[It was definitely a calculated move.]

[Being manipulated by the treadmill, how can that not be considered being manipulated? (doge)]

In the end, Yan Qing managed to get across the treadmill without any major incidents, but she was exhausted.

"Our first leg has now reached the second stage, and our second stage has a very cute name! Double the sweetness!"

Yan Qing climbed up from the cushion and was speechless when she saw the double-headed lollipop in front of her.

He took the advice from the audience in the previous round, pounced forward like a bear, landed on the giant lollipop, adjusted his position, and stood still, waiting for the lollipop to turn around on its own.

In the end, there were no major incidents, and the second level was successfully passed.

He and Xie Tingsi clapped hands and passed the baton.

Before running out, Xie Tingsi couldn't resist teasing him: "So slow, you're just sitting here watching your brother!"

"Haha, now it's our second runner's turn. He's dressed in black, looking dashing and as fast as a leopard, his shoes are flying off."

The third level is called Fly Fly Fly!

There were four circular turntables arranged in a row. Xie Tingsi got dizzy and disoriented after he went up on them.

"WTF...what the hell!" Xie Tingsi finally managed to climb to the fourth one, only to be sprayed in the face by a water gun.

[This is hilarious! The puppy's expression is the highlight!]

[Panic! Don't come any closer!]

My wife is so bored she's yawning and sitting on the floor picking at some random thing.

"The time has now reached 26 minutes. Let's see if our second batter can turn the tide and get the match point."

Yan Qing wasted too much time on the treadmill during the first leg, which put a lot of pressure on her later.

Xie Tingsi's legs were weak during the fourth leg of the race, and he barely managed to get ashore after tumbling and crawling, finally kneeling down at Tang Ke's feet.

Tang Ke flicked his pink side braid and hung his sunglasses on Xie Tingsi's collar.

"There's no need for such a grand gesture."

Xie Tingsi was feeling dizzy and nauseous. After high-fiving Tang Ke, he sprawled out on his back. He pulled his sunglasses up over his face, basked in the sun, and weakly said, "Good luck."

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