Chapter 101
Chu Huaiqin and Lin Zhinan ultimately missed each other. The former was on Xia Huang's private plane, which required a stopover. The latter was on an airline plane, which required a transfer. After more than 20 hours of flight, Chu Huaiqin and his companions arrived at Lia Airport one after the other, while Lin Zhinan was still in the air.
After arriving at the airport, Chu Huaiqin and his team were picked up by the production team's car and taken to the hotel. Due to the time difference, the contestants had almost all arrived by the time Chu Huaiqin and his team arrived. Before they could get to know anything, the production team assistant gave them their hotel room cards and rushed them to their rooms.
Along the way, I asked the staff about the situation, and they said that because of the situation here, the program team did not allow them to go out for a walk.
"It's like being chased." Chu Huaiqin was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and went up with his luggage.
There are two people in a room, which are connected. As soon as you arrive, you will see the strong Yilan style, with strong colors and unique features.
Chu Huaiqin walked to the window and looked out. The view was very broad. In the distance was the vast and boundless desert, illuminated by the scorching sun. Chu Huaiqin felt dizzy.
After resting in their room for a while, they went out to inquire about Lin Zhinan's whereabouts. After asking around, no one knew anything. The four of them exchanged glances and wandered into the hotel lobby, hoping to find someone. Sadly, no one showed up until the afternoon. This allowed Chu Huaiqin to run into someone he'd only met once, Fili.
This man had provoked Chu Huaiqin during the domestic competition. He was a member of the Sam Nation. He walked up to Chu Huaiqin with his assistant, raised his chin, and said, "You're here."
"Of course." Chu Huaiqin felt that Fili was a bit strange. He was obviously not familiar with him!
"I'm determined to win the global championship, so you'd better be mentally prepared."
"What a coincidence, me too."
"By the way, I just found out yesterday that there's an old friend of yours on our team, and he's looking forward to seeing you."
"I don't want to see him at all."
"You're so funny."
"Thank you for the compliment."
Fili was startled by Chu Huaiqin's reply, but soon smiled. He had seen Chu Huaiqin's domestic and Asian competitions. Although the weather would make him weak, this man's explosive power was very strong and should not be underestimated.
"Old friend?" After Phil left, Xia En looked at Chu Huaiqin dimly, with the look in her eyes as if she was catching her cheating husband.
"You should be talking about Liman!" Chu Huaiqin replied casually and yawned.
Xia En was troubled by Chu Huaiqin's words. Why did he feel that Chu Huaiqin's words were a bit strange, as if he was discussing an acquaintance with him? Obviously, in Chu Huaiqin's eyes, he shouldn't know Li Man?
still……
Xia Entang was struggling. As Chu Huaiqin yawned, the other three couldn't hold on any longer; they were still dealing with jet lag! After a final discussion, they decided to go to sleep. They quickly ate something and went home, sleeping until nine o'clock. Then a staff member knocked on the door, bringing the equipment distributed by the production team. They also checked to see if their own equipment was in compliance and reminded them to gather at six o'clock the next day.
Putting the equipment aside, the four of them went out to look for staff. They learned that the three women participating in the global competition were being accommodated on the director's floor. When they asked if the Chinese girl had arrived, they all shook their heads and refused to say. They did run into Ling, the new Chinese director, who whispered a few words to Chu Huaiqin as he was about to leave before departing.
"What did Director Ling say?" Su Huaichen asked curiously.
"Let's pay attention. The teams from Cuttlefish Country and Mali Country may be difficult to control." Chu Huaiqin also had a headache about the contestants from these two countries. They were both teams from relatively chaotic areas, and their methods of doing things were not very formal.
"Ah, how did Director Ling know that?" The little monk asked in surprise, not understanding the situation.
"Anthony should have checked their backgrounds. They're not simple."
Chu Huaiqin didn't want to say anything more, so he brought up the topic of looking for his sister to divert the monk's attention. They found the front desk and called Lin Zhinan's agent back home. They were relieved to know that she had arrived.
The four of them returned to their room and began tinkering with the supplies the production team had given them: a large backpack, two sets of clothes, a blanket, coats, shoes, a hat, gauze, a map, climbing poles, and so on. The only thing missing was a watch; they figured they'd be given out before departure. They tried on their gear and clothes, and immediately, sweat poured down their sides. Chu Huaiqin, in particular, was noticeably drooping.
Chu Huaiqin quickly took off his clothes and fell on the bed, gasping for breath. "Forget it, I'll kneel down the next time I go on stage."
"Don't be discouraged. I'll tie a fan to your neck with a rope and it won't be so uncomfortable."
"I hope so!"
Chu Huaiqin looked at the ceiling, feeling hopeless.
They were to gather and set off tomorrow. Even though the four of them had just woken up and couldn't sleep, they still forced themselves to lie down after trying out their equipment. However, sleep was something that could not be forced, and the four of them tossed and turned until after midnight before they could fall asleep, resulting in the gathering having already begun when they woke up the next day.
Chu Huaiqin and his companions hurriedly washed and changed their clothes, then came downstairs, grabbed two large pancakes and rushed to the gathering place. They hurried and finally ran to the bottom of the helicopter at the last moment. Fortunately, it had not taken off yet.
What Chu Huaiqin and the others didn't know at that time was that the live broadcast had already started. When they saw Chu Huaiqin's flustered look for the first time, everyone in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, why are you like me being late for school before, biting the biscuit and rushing forward."
"Oh, my dear brother, this image, hahaha, headscarf, headscarf, no, no, it's a veil, the veil is about to fall off, pull it back quickly."
"It's still camouflage uniform. My dear brother still looks so good in this clothes."
"Haha, you can tell you're a real fan at first glance. I can even praise you for that. If you take off the scarf and replace the wide-brimmed hat with a wide-brimmed hat, that's fine."
"No matter what, go ahead, brother, and win the championship."
"Come on, Chu Huaiqin. Whether Asia can avenge its previous humiliation depends on you."
"This is the pampered Chu Huaiqin, who is so popular in Asia!"
Chinese audience: ...
I haven't heard this name for a long time, it feels strange.
The four of them boarded a medium-sized helicopter that could seat twenty people. The last four seats were for the four of them. Chu Huaiqin walked into the helicopter while biting a pancake, and the pancake almost fell to the ground.
Inside the helicopter, the five people sitting in the last seat were sitting in a pile, with their long legs either dangling in the air or stretched out in the aisle. Their hats were worn askew, and they had a strong gangster/black vibe. They were from the Mali team in the African region, a place that specializes in producing pirates.
When they saw Chu Huaiqin coming up, the five of them all pouted as if they were about to smile, then finally they curled their lips and turned their heads away.
Sitting on the left were four people from the United States. Liman, whom Chu Huaiqin mentioned yesterday, was one of the contestants. He raised his middle finger at Chu Huaiqin. Xia Entang immediately exploded and was about to rush over, but was stopped by Chu Huaiqin and shook his head.
In addition to these two teams, there is another team called the war nation, the Mao Bears. The four of them are strong and burly. When they saw Chu Huaiqin coming up, they just glanced at him coldly and then turned their heads away.
Chu Huaiqin pushed the cake back into his mouth, chewing it as he walked to the empty seat on the right and sat down. Xia En was still glaring at Li Man, and that vicious look was about to tear him apart.
The audience in the live broadcast room who watched the whole scene were nervous and swallowed their saliva:
Chinese audience: "Fuck, what kind of rubbish is that? How dare it give its own brother the middle finger? Chop it off."
"The atmosphere doesn't seem good, what's going on?"
"The atmosphere is indeed a bit tense, but the atmosphere here was already bad when my brother didn't show up just now, it's just..."
"I don't think my brother has any grudge against them!"
"Really? Team Mali, few of their competitors withdrew with their hands and feet intact. The Russians barely had anything to do with it and just sat back. The US is definitely going up against its own brother now. Oh, it's over."
Foreign audience: "Chu, Chu, don't be afraid of that guy Liman, he's simple-minded but strong-limbed, beat him up."
"Yes, yes, Master, don't be afraid. Liman only knows how to fight. He has no brains. Use your intelligence and Chinese martial arts to defeat him."
"Ahhh, Liman, go ahead and eliminate the Chinese contestants first, and then deal with the others. I believe you can do it."
"Oh my, our Mao Xiong team members are just expressionless. We are very friendly with China, haha."
Because it was an international competition, the linguistic chaos of the Asian competition pales in comparison to the current one. After all, in addition to spectators from participating countries, there were also onlookers from other regions. For a moment, the various languages in the comments were dazzling.
Over twenty medium-sized helicopters took off one after another, and the outdoor scenes were cut into the A1 live broadcast room, shocking the audience speechless. The vast desert, the high and low sand dunes, and the swarm of helicopters formed the most beautiful scene.
The helicopter flew for only half an hour before it descended. The players who had not yet landed and the audience in the live broadcast room gasped.
The vast desert, serene and scorching, stretches as far as the eye can see, its yellow expanse stretching as far as the eye can see. Being there, you feel as if you're surrounded by it. The fifty-six contestants disembarked from the plane and walked to the assembly area. The staff began distributing watches. Just like the watches from the Asian Games, they came with a compass and an anesthetic needle. Meanwhile, the staff checked each contestant's belongings again and discovered someone had hidden something they'd eaten. When the items were confiscated, the hot-tempered contestant nearly got into a fight with the staff. Only after being warned did he return to his team in anger.
Foreign programs have always been full of hostility. Most people are used to it and cheer for those who have personality and are good. However, a small number of Asian audiences find it incredible.
"Hello everyone, I'm Anthony," Anthony, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, stepped forward, ignoring the noisy voices below, and continued, "The finish line is marked on the map. As for how you want to get there, that's up to you. Please note three things: First, anesthetic needles cannot be used on humans. Second, no violence or injury. Three yellow cards will result in a red card and disqualification. Third, no harm to wild animals, or you'll be disqualified."
"Oh, what if it comes to hurt me?" someone shouted, and the others laughed.
"You can use an anesthetic needle," Anthony replied, and continued to explain the rules, which were mainly about withdrawals. It was a bit similar to the Asian Games. There were automatic withdrawals, and the program team would consider forced rescues based on actual dangerous situations as withdrawals. There were also withdrawals due to watches being stolen.
This is a singles competition, with champions, runners-up and third place winners. The first two can participate in the production of "Star Wars", while the latter can choose one of the scripts released by several international directors with international endorsements, not to mention the high prize money.
The reiterated prizes still made the live broadcast room boil, and many new "Star Wars" fans were heartbroken and scolded Anthony.
Anthony continued to announce the competition rules, including food. As Chu Huaiqin had expected, it was exactly the same format as Director Huang's. The production team would release a limited amount of edible livestock and animals in the desert, leaving the contestants to hunt and feed themselves. The Chinese audience in the livestream was amazed. Director Huang was truly a man of few achievements!
After explaining the rules, Anthony announced the start of the game.
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