The angry girl Guo Degang gritted her teeth and said, "200 should be no problem for me. I will try to make as much as possible!"
The retired magic boy finally added: "Then Xiao Dajia and I should have no problem doing 90 together. We can complete it!"
Qi Xu arranged the order for everyone.
"Little Chef comes first, followed by Magic Sister, Qi Brother, Old White Dragon, Brother Jin, Brother Wolf, and Sister Cut You, and I'll be the last."
As we all know, the last person is definitely under the greatest pressure. Once the people in front fail to reach the expected number, the people behind will be under much greater pressure.
Dongfang Yuan asked tentatively: "How about I take the rear?"
Qi Xu shook his head slightly, still very confident in himself.
㹏If you believe in yourself, you can hold on even if your arms are sore or tired and you haven't completed the task.
After all, after playing so many survival games, the desire to survive and become stronger must be the strongest.
Dongfang Yuan looked at Qi Xu with admiration. Not bad, not bad. None of these guys are as handsome as us!
After pressing the challenge button, Cooking Master Boy was the first to start doing push-ups.
I just did one and was judged a failure...
[Your belly is touching the ground, and your arms are not bent to 90 degrees. Next one, next one! Look at how fat you are. You can't even do a standard push-up. If I were your teammate, I would hate you to death. You are such a burden to the team~]
The Chinese Cooking Master Boy stood up with grievance, "This game is discriminating against body shape. What's wrong with me being fat? I didn't eat your rice even though I'm fat.
If I bend my arms to 90 degrees, my stomach will definitely touch the ground. If I don’t want my stomach to touch the ground, my arms won’t bend to 90 degrees.”
The little chef was so aggrieved that he became a dumpling!
Qi Xu patted Xiao Dajia's shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay. It just so happens that you helped everyone step on a landmine, so we can pay more attention when we do it."
"That's right, it's not a big deal. There are many of us, so we can just share more."
"Bullshit, what rude words! Little Chef, don't pay attention to this stupid report! Fat ones are more festive. If the chef is not fatter, how can the food be delicious!"
The Little Chef looked at his teammates apologetically and found that no one had any opinion about him because of the broadcast on the light screen. Instead, they were all concerned and actively comforted him.
Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief.
Since I was a child, many people have disliked me because of my fatness.
I have been trying to lose weight, dieting and exercising, various slimming pills, various training camps, and tried them all, but nothing worked. I have become extremely weak and feel like I have no desire to live every day...
When my parents and relatives see me, they say, "You are so fat, why don't you lose weight? You won't even be able to find a wife in the future!"
To the point that I have always felt low self-esteem and have become less and less willing to go out.
But there is no way, even if I can gain weight by drinking cold water, I can only look up to the sky and say that it is destined to be fat or thin...
So in the end I just gave up, ate normally and lived normally, not caring about so many malicious looks.
Instead, my body gradually became healthier.
But I didn't expect that after joining the survival game, even though I was lagging behind, I met a few teammates who were unwilling to despise me for being fat.
I was touched for a moment, and my eyes were sore.
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