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Lu Wanwan coughed dryly: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Han Jingmo looked at her without blinking, and after a long while he spoke calmly: "No."

Lu Wanwan frowned suspiciously, not looking like nothing happened.

At this time, Song Chi came trotting over with two bottles of water, and asked in confusion: "What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for you." Lu Wanwan curled her lips and took the water from her hand: "Thank you."

"No need to wait for me." Song Chi waved his hand: "Recording will continue in five minutes, you guys take the time to rest."

"Okay." Lu Wanwan said, and looked at Han Jingmo, who was leaning back to look back. Guan Yiwei was standing not far away, smiling earnestly, and waved at him to come over.

Han Jingmo turned around and said to Lu Wanwan: "I'll go and take a look."

"Go ahead, go ahead, no need to tell me specifically." Lu Wanwan was confused.

Han Jingmo sighed and turned to walk towards Guan Yiwei.

Song Chi looked curious: "They are familiar with each other? As an assistant, I don't even know about this. Is there any justice?"

Lu Wanwan thought, I used to be his assistant, and I don't know either. Who can I ask for justice?

After a short break, the recording began.

This segment is a basketball grabbing game. The first person to grab the basketball hanging in the air and say a classic line from "Slam Dunk" is the winner.

The reward for winning is that the program team will send charity lunch to children in remote mountainous areas in the name of the winner, and punish the loser by exposing his ugly photos.

The host took out a box with several red lines extending from the box. Each guest chose one end of the red line, and the two people who pulled the same red line were divided into a group.

Lu Wanwan pulled a red string and found that the other end of the string was in Han Jingmo's hand...

Her eyelids twitched and she was wailing in her heart, how could it be such a coincidence?

She was not afraid of being on the same team with Han Jingmo, but mainly because if she wanted to grab the basketball in the air, she needed one person to carry the other on his back.

Lu Wanwan moved the phone away and whispered, "I haven't been on a diet recently, and you've lost a lot of weight. How about I carry you?"

Han Jingmo: "..."

Lu Wanwan showed off her biceps: "Don't worry, I can carry you ten times."

Han Jingmo: "..."

Lu Wanwan was sincere and considerate: "I'm just afraid that I'm too heavy and will tire you out."

More importantly, if Han Jingmo couldn't hold on and fell down, people who didn't know would think she weighed 800 pounds and crushed Han Jingmo. If that got out, people would laugh to death.

Han Jingmo squinted at her.

Lu Wanwan coughed lightly, and was secretly happy: "If you want to say that I'm not heavy, that's fine. I'm listening."

Han Jingmo: "Heavy."

Lu Wanwan: "Oh."

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to lose?"

"Of course not." Ugly photos and the like, once exposed, will definitely be made into emoticons by haters.

"Then listen to me." Han Jingmo led her to the starting line, and said as he walked: "But seeing that you want to carry me so much, I can give you a chance."

"Nonsense, when did I want to carry you so much? It's all for playing games."

"Don't hide it, I'll let you carry me when we get home."

"..." Hide your master, Lu Wanwan gritted his teeth.

No, who wants to carry you when they get home.

The host called out three, two, one, get ready, and Lu Wanwan lay on Han Jingmo's back. As soon as the two touched, the fans in the audience shouted.

Lu Wanwan sighed. Fans saw their idol being pampered by another woman, and they probably felt very unhappy.

Holding his neck to stabilize his body, Lu Wanwan whispered in his ear: "You run under the basketball later, I should be able to reach it when I stand up."

Han Jingmo was stimulated by the heat brought by her words, and half of his body was numb and numb. He tilted his head to the side: "Okay."

The host blew the whistle, and the three groups immediately started running forward. Han Jingmo arrived under the basketball rack first.

Lu Wanwan let go of him, raised his hands, and tried to grab the basketball hanging in the air.

But the basketball was hung too high, and he couldn't touch it at all.

At this time, other teams also ran over. Lu Wanwan was not worried about being overtaken by others because Han Jingmo was 187 cm tall, the tallest among them. If they couldn't catch it, the others would be even more unable to catch it.

The host smiled and said, "In three minutes, the basketball will come down and everyone can catch it. However, if you catch it before it comes down, we will give out twice as much charity lunch."

Guan Yiwei frowned slightly, "It's so high, it's impossible to catch it." She and Gu Qiaobei were in the same group and joked, "Qiaoqiao, can you jump up?"

"If I'm not carrying you, I can jump up." Gu Qiaobei pretended to wipe his sweat.

Guan Yiwei pretended to be angry: "Are you saying I'm heavy?"

Another female host joked: "If you are heavy, we are even heavier." She and Ye Jingming were assigned to the same group, and they were at a loss at this time.

Lu Wanwan quietly added: "We are the heaviest."

Han Jingmo heard it clearly and couldn't help laughing: "Not heavy, very light."

Lu Wanwan shook excitedly: "Really?"

"Don't move, I can't hold on."

"..." Lu Wanwan immediately became quiet as a chicken. In fact, she was not particularly heavy. Her weight was still in the double digits. Okay, okay, I'll start losing weight when I get home.

Han Jingmo raised the corners of his lips: "I'm just teasing you, it's not heavy at all."

"That's about right." Lu Wanwan was complacent and decided to talk about losing weight later.

After thinking for a while, Lu Wanwan said: "I will bounce up hard, and you will dodge immediately. After I catch the basketball, I will jump directly to the ground."

Han Jingmo frowned: "Too dangerous."

"No, we played like this when we were kids."

"..." Han Jingmo sighed: "I will catch you." "

Don't, if I jump on you, I will knock you out on the spot."

"..." Han Jingmo frowned: "You think too much, just jump."

Lu Wanwan responded and pushed her legs slightly. Han Jingmo lifted her up at the same time. Lu Wanwan stretched out her hands and rose more than 20 centimeters higher than before, but she also lost her support. After taking

advantage of the situation to grab the basketball, Lu Wanwan immediately adjusted her posture, slightly bent her knees, and landed perfectly. At the same time, Han Jingmo held her shoulders tightly with both hands to prevent her from falling.

Lu Wanwan raised her eyebrows proudly and smiled slyly: "It's okay."

"Just barely." Han Jingmo looked up and down, making sure that she didn't fall anywhere, and then let go.

The host was shocked: "Did you practice it?"

Lu Wanwan took the microphone and joked: "I practiced it specially for the show, and planned to use it in the talent show. Now I'm overdrawn in advance, and I won't be able to show it later."

"It doesn't matter, we will edit this part into the talent show later." The host smiled and continued.

In the end, Han Jingmo and Lu Wanwan's group won, and the members of the other groups had to expose their ugly photos.