Chapter 130 The Reappearance of the Judge of the Entertainment Industry
The staff were extremely cautious, barely daring to breathe as they pulled the pole a little closer, not daring to look up at Yang Junyi's face.
"Brother Yang, hurry up and redeem yourself! Stop looking so sullen. Your little wife is too sensitive to take it!"
Song Shiwei encouraged Yang Junyi. Apart from Chi Yanzhou, who was eating breakfast and didn't care at all, only Song Shiwei dared to make a joke.
Yang Junyi gripped the bar again, swinging his body vigorously, trying to amaze everyone.
With a small, unbalanced build, and without the support of height-increasing insoles, his short legs struggled to reach the wall, his face turning red and his neck bulging, until he finally kicked it into the opposite wall.
The staff member looked at the results, hesitated, and didn't say anything.
Yang Junyi was panting heavily, but he tried his best to appear relaxed and asked casually.
How tall?
"Um... 1.72 meters tall."
Yang Junyi turned his head sharply, seemingly in disbelief, a small flame flickering in his eyes.
Song Shiwei kindly reminded:
"I asked you to say how high Yang Ge kicked, not Yang Ge's height."
"That's the height that Teacher Yang kicked."
“............”
"Ha ha ha ha."
Song Shiwei smiled awkwardly, "Brother Yang's kicks are pretty standard."
"Your brother Yang's face has turned black, so shut up." Chi Yanzhou raised his hand to feed Song Shiwei the last piece of millet cake.
Song Shiwei speaks without any fear of trouble, but there is someone with even lower emotional intelligence on the scene—Su Xiaochen, who wants to pretend to be innocent and cute.
"Haha, Brother Yang didn't kick as high as me, I'm not last!"
"Yes, our baby is so great!"
Yang Junyi and Bai Ran's faces were almost as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Let's try again, I didn't do well just now!"
Yang Junyi's face was ashen as he spoke stiffly. The production team didn't dare to refuse and quickly brought the stage they had just torn away back up.
They even thoughtfully asked, "Teacher Yang, why don't you try on the shoes?"
"Need not!"
Yang Junyi shouted very loudly.
Who is this insulting?! He just doesn't believe it!
Yang Junyi stared at the wall with a sinister look in his eyes, took a deep breath, tensed his arms, and began to swing his body.
Bai Ran stood to the side, clenching her fists and staring intently at Yang Junyi.
"Go for it, honey!"
The atmosphere was tense; Song Shiwei felt like she was watching a world championship game.
Time seemed to drag on endlessly, everyone staring at Yang Junyi's short legs.
Finally, the burgundy pajama bottoms, covering the hairy calves, formed an arc and kicked towards the opposite wall.
Everyone waited quietly for the staff's report.
The worker measuring the height, under immense pressure, felt like he was being pricked by thorns, and stammered as he spoke.
"One, one meter—"
Yang Junyi squinted, staring intently at the staff member's mouth.
1.79 meters tall.
"!"
Yang Junyi swung his arm forcefully, turned around angrily, and sat down in the chair.
"husband!"
The atmosphere at the scene was tense. No one expected that Yang Junyi would turn hostile on the spot because of a game.
"Teacher Yang, why don't you try again?" the production team tentatively suggested.
Su Xiaochen seemed to realize she had said the wrong thing and offered her comfort, seemingly unafraid of death.
"Brother Yang, it's okay. I didn't kick it very high. It's probably because you're shorter than me that you came in last. Just put your shoes on."
After saying this, Yang Junyi's face turned pale.
Song Shiwei chuckled beside her, her words carrying a double meaning.
"Brother Yang, don't be angry. What defeated you was not naivety, but innocence (shoes)."
[Hahaha, Sister Wei, please go on the Spring Festival Gala!]
[I used to really dislike Su Xiaochen, but at this moment I find his words quite interesting.]
Why is Yang Junyi such a sore loser? There are winners and losers in competitions, what's he being so arrogant about?
[Exactly, even though Brother Zhou and Sister Wei lost the competition, they were still laughing like idiots, weren't they?]
I had heard from my previous appearance on the show that Yang Junyi had to win.
The comments section was buzzing with discussion, but the atmosphere at the event itself was rather subdued.
"Director, what kind of program did you prepare? It's so unfair! You're clearly bullying us!"
Bai Ran stood up for her husband like a mad mother hen.
"It's just a game, everyone, don't take it so seriously. Let's not worry about who wins or loses, let's all have breakfast together!"
"Yes, let's warm up in the morning, and then have a lively breakfast together, how about that?"
Zhang Yulin and Cai Ying debuted earlier, and as the older brothers and sisters, they stepped in to smooth things over. However, Bai Ran didn't care about the details and launched an indiscriminate attack.
"Who's taking this seriously?! We could have won! My husband is incredibly talented! The production team did it on purpose! Of course you can make sarcastic remarks after winning! But if it were fair competition, who would you be?!"
Is Bai Ran alright? Zhang Yulin and Cai Ying are seniors, how could she talk like that?
Does she really think she's a princess? How arrogant!
If you can't handle losing, don't play!
[The production team is biased from the start; the games were unfair to Yang Ge and Ranran, and we're not even allowed to speak out?]
Song Shiwei and Chi Yanzhou were originally waiting to watch the show, but Bai Ran's attack on Zhang Yulin and Cai Ying made them unable to sit still.
The production team only had two normal people, and they even cooked for them.
These two judges of the entertainment industry must speak out against injustice!
"What's unfair about that? The poles are all the same height, so everyone feels the same grip. But Brother Yang has shorter legs, so he has a greater hang time and an advantage over everyone else!"
"Being short is a genetic issue, you should ask your parents. It's unfair of God. Didn't we ask you to try on the shoes? You stubbornly chose not to agree."
"It's better not to wear shoes. What if you twist your ankle when you get down there? Wouldn't Guizhou just explode? Sister Ran would have to ask the mayor to come and apologize."
"Oh my, what's your status? So distinguished! Why did you come all the way here to participate in the show?"
"A domineering CEO who is 1.72 meters tall and his roaring little wife."
"How terrifying, I'm supposed to be a 1.88-meter-tall successor to socialism."
The two acted like they were performing a charade, recklessly dancing in Yang Junyi and Bai Ran's minefield.
Hahahaha, please, God, give me this mouth!
This world has finally become the kind of madness I like.
[Zhou Ge and Wei Jie have this crazy feeling that they might quit the entertainment industry tomorrow]
It's alright, they can go back and inherit the family fortune.
No way, I want to see Crazy Sister and Brave Brother team up to take down the entertainment industry!
"Brother Yang, Sister Ranran, don't be angry. I'll give you my ranking. I'll be last."
Su Xiaochen spoke up at the opportune moment, saying something inappropriate.
"It's just a game on the show, everyone should just have some fun. Netizens are watching."
Yin Qiushui also stepped in to help.
Zhang Yulin and Cai Ying remained silent, their faces cold.
Song Shiwei continued to stir things up, "Yeah, we're all pretty happy, aren't you?"
Their agents were waving their hands, telling them to watch out for the cameras. Yang Junyi and Bai Ran suppressed their anger and stood up reluctantly to explain.
"I'm not angry, I was just tired. Let's eat."
The production team finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked the hotel to prepare several more delicious dishes to appease the young masters and ladies.
But inside I was crying. There were still several episodes left on the show, how was I going to do it?
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