Chapter 129 You think I'm talking nonsense?
Amid Bai Ran's affected and anxious screams, and Yang Junyi's feigned profound comfort, Bai Ran finally completed her jigsaw puzzle task.
By this time, it had been a long time since the others had completed their tasks, and Song Shiwei couldn't resist picking up the fruits of her victory and eating them first.
"This game is unfair! Song Shiwei has played it before, but this is my first time trying it!"
Bai Ran tried to justify herself, but her expression didn't look too good after losing the game.
Song Shiwei was eating her millet cake when she suddenly heard her name called, and she perked up her little ears.
"Sister Ran, if you had kept your mouth shut just now, you probably could have gone even faster. Guizhou is at a high altitude, and everyone was probably complaining of lack of oxygen, so their brains couldn't function properly."
"None of us are as fast as you, which is a huge advantage for you!"
Faced with such petty calculations, Song Shiwei did not tolerate it.
"None of us are as slow as you. Your brain is simply beyond human limits. Your brain must be pretty smooth, right?"
[It's just a game, what is Bai Ran yelling about?]
If you can't handle the pressure, don't participate in the event.
[Sister Wei, don't spoil her! Let her experience some harsh language!]
[His brain is completely flat, he's incredibly stupid!]
Seeing Bai Ran's face growing increasingly dark, the production team quickly stepped in to smooth things over and announced the next game.
Directors: "Next up is the men's competition, the game is pole vaulting."
The game is simple: four male guests hold onto a high horizontal bar, then kick the opposite wall. Whoever kicks the highest wins.
As the winning team, Chi Yanzhou was the first to play.
The pole was 2.2 meters high, and Chi Yanzhou could reach it with just a slight lift of his foot.
His arms were taut and strong, with particularly beautiful forearm lines.
He slowly swung his body, raised his legs, and forcefully stepped onto the opposite wall, reaching a final height of 2.68 meters.
"Wow! We just saw athlete Chi Yeon-ju complete a beautiful twist!"
Song Shiwei was there to show her support, and even the staff around her couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
They did an experiment this morning, but they haven't been able to lift their legs more than 2.4 meters.
"Yanzhou, you've set the difficulty level to the maximum right from the start!"
Zhang Yulin joked with a smile, saying he was about to go on stage next.
"Keep it up, Brother Zhang. I train my arms a lot, so I have some strength."
[Brother Zhou, you've changed. When did you become so humble?]
[Was that a little bit? Zhou-ge, you almost swung yourself into the air just now!]
[The couples around us will definitely be champions in this game again.]
I can't imagine how grumpy Yang Junyi's face will be later.
Zhang Yulin also exercises regularly, but he is still not as tall as Chi Yanzhou, and in the end he only reached 2.34 meters.
Next up was Su Xiaochen. She was slender and not very muscular. Before she went up, Yin Qiushui, like a worried mother, gave her some instructions.
"Baby, slow down, be careful not to strain your muscles."
"You guys are amazing, I probably couldn't kick that high."
"It's okay, just do your best."
Su Xiaochen awkwardly gripped the pole and swung her body back and forth like a noodle suspended in mid-air, without making a move for a long time.
"What's wrong, Xiaochen? Is there no height you like? Or have you fallen in love with this swaying feeling?"
Song Shiwei frowned as she looked at him, swaying back and forth as if trying to hypnotize them all.
Su Xiaochen looked embarrassed and said with an awkward laugh, "I'm a little unable to get it going."
"It's okay, baby. Just do your best. If it really doesn't work, just give up."
Yin Qiushui is a competent, doting parent.
Finally, after swinging back and forth hundreds of times, Su Xiaochen kicked the ball to a height of 1.89 meters.
The champion and runner-up have basically been decided, there's no suspense.
It all comes down to Yang Junyi and Su Xiaochen; who will take the last place spot?
"If Junyi works hard, he'll surpass Xiaochen!"
Yin Qiushui was simple-minded and joked with a smile, intending to tease herself that she might lose.
As a result, Bai Ran rolled her eyes and spoke in a particularly impatient tone.
"Of course my husband will surpass you!"
This made Yin Qiushui give an awkward, silly laugh.
Yang Junyi eagerly went up, tilting his head and fidgeting with his fingers as if it were a serious matter, his mouth tightly closed and his jawline taut.
"With Yang's momentum, it would be a shame if he didn't take first place."
"Just you wait and see my husband surpass you all!"
Bai Ran glanced at Song Shiwei defiantly, her face full of pride, seemingly emboldened by Yang Junyi's courage and confidence.
"Well......."
Before Yang Junyi went up, the production team hesitated and called him back.
"Teacher Yang, we need to take off our shoes and put on the program's shoe covers."
The production crew's shoe covers were stained with paint, making it easy to see how high everyone kicked.
But Yang Junyi frowned and looked down at his shoes.
"You can put them on my shoes."
"This...no, to be fair, everyone take off your shoes."
With so many people watching, and everyone having already put on shoe covers, Yang Junyi reluctantly took off his shoes.
His height immediately decreased by seven or eight centimeters, maximizing the entertainment value of the show.
Hahaha, that explains why you didn't take your shoes off!
[Isn't he tired from standing on such a high platform?]
[Suit pajamas paired with platform shoes: I don't understand the fashion sense in the entertainment industry]
How tall is Yang Junyi exactly? His fans say he's 182cm, but he doesn't seem to be even 172cm to me.
Song Shiwei maintained her composure and didn't laugh, but when Yang Junyi went on stage and realized he couldn't grab the pole, she completely lost her composure.
"Pfft—"
Song Shiwei lowered her head, her shoulders trembling as she tried to hide it.
"Sorry, I was farting."
I'm devastated! My sister would rather admit she farted than say she laughed, just to save face for others.
[I'm dying of laughter, Yang Junyi's face turned black.]
[An Unsolved Mystery in the Entertainment Industry – How Tall is Yang Junyi?]
Yang Junyi raised his hands above his head, but when he realized there was still some distance between them and the pole, his face immediately darkened.
"Director, isn't this unfair?" Bai Ran frowned, her face sharp, and immediately stood up for her husband.
"Quickly! Get Teacher Yang a platform to stand on, or the weather in Guizhou will change soon."
Song Shiwei is a typical person who enjoys watching the drama unfold.
Yang Junyi looked at the platform, which was twenty centimeters high. Stepping on it meant he was short, but if he didn't step on it, he couldn't even grab the pole!
The atmosphere in the entire venue seemed to become heavy and oppressive. Song Shiwei felt that Yang Junyi might lift the platform and smash the director to death at any moment.
In the end, Yang Junyi stepped on it, gritting his teeth and looking gloomy, as if he was determined to fight to the death and avenge his previous humiliation.
His short body swung back and forth, forcefully swinging his leg—only to find he couldn't kick the opposite wall.
Because the distance is a bit far for him.
"Director, what kind of game design did you guys use?! There are so many errors!"
Bai Ran's shrill voice screamed like an anxious and worried eunuch from ancient times.
The production team was also sweating profusely.
Who would have thought you usually wear such high shoe inserts?!
The production team specifically conducted a survey, asking everyone's height to determine the appropriate height for the game.
As a result, Yang Junyi answered decisively and without hesitation that he was 1.82 meters tall.
His confident demeanor convinced the production team, but little did they know how much of it was just hype!
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