Rebirth 09: Starting from taking charge of Running Man on CCTV

Shen Teng was the fifth to take the stage.

His "run-up" can only be described as a "stroll".

When he reached the foam area, he didn't even lie down on the basin. Instead, he knelt on the basin with both knees, like a small boat slowly entering the harbor, and leisurely shuffled into the very back of the line.

"Bang!"

She gently touched Zheng Kai.

Shen Teng lay on the basin, turned around and smiled at the camera.

"I suggest renaming this game Xuanwu Lake Parking Lot."

It's the women's turn.

Yang Mi stood in the starting area holding a basin, her face showing a look of resignation.

"Sisters, watch me."

She took two steps, screamed, and lay down on the basin.

The basin barely moved, slid a meter before stopping, and landed steadily on Shen Teng's basin at the back of the line.

Yang Mi lay on the basin and let out a long breath.

"To live."

Baby was the seventh to enter the stage.

She stood in the starting area, gripping the rim of the basin, her doe-like eyes filled with tension.

"Brother Chen, I'm scared..."

"It's okay, just slide slowly!" Li Chen shouted from the shore.

Baby bit her lip, ran a few steps, and gently lay down on the basin.

The basin slid slowly out of the water and crashed into the honey pot in front of it.

Yang Mi turned around and glanced at her.

"Baby, you bumped into me."

"I'm sorry, Mimi!"

"It's okay, I'm blocking you, anyway, no one can slide."

The two girls lay on their respective basins, holding onto each other's life jackets, and started chatting on the spot.

Liu Shishi is the eighth.

She practically crawled up with her eyes closed, the basin slid less than two meters, and gently nestled at the back of the line.

Tang Yan is the ninth.

Her screams were more noticeable than the actual distance she had slid. The pot moved one meter and then stopped moving.

At this moment, nine red basins and nine people were crammed together haphazardly in the first half of the slide.

Looking down from the shore, it resembles a human candied hawthorn made up of red plastic basins and colorful life jackets.

The track is completely blocked.

The red line is still six meters away, out of reach.

"Big Black Bull, you go ahead." Deng Chao patted Li Chen on the shoulder from the shore.

Li Chen nodded, picked up the basin, and his eyes darkened.

"I'll push it."

His run-up was serious.

The first three steps accelerated, then it lay down in the foam area, using its weight and momentum to crash into the very back of the line like a big black bull.

"Bang..."

The impact force is transmitted forward along the basin formation.

Tang Yan screamed, Liu Shishi was pushed forward by more than ten centimeters, and Baby and Yang Mi exclaimed "Ah!" at the same time.

But the total weight of nine people and nine basins is too great.

Although the friction of the foamy water is small, it cannot withstand the inertia of so many people.

The entire "human Great Wall" crawled forward less than a meter before stopping again.

Li Chen lay on the basin, frowning.

"It's too heavy, I can't push it."

"You're already amazing, Brother Chen!" Baby turned around and shouted at him.

Huang Zhiwei was the eleventh to take the stage.

He stood at the starting line, glanced at the "traffic jam" ahead, and nodded expressionlessly.

Then this burly man, who is 1.88 meters tall and weighs over 90 kilograms, ran over him like a heavy truck.

"boom......"

Its impact was even stronger than Li Chen's.

The entire "human Great Wall" was thrown forward by nearly a meter after being hit.

The people squeezed in the middle all exploded.

"Huang Zhiwei, be gentle!" Yuan Hong's face was distorted from being squeezed.

"My back! Who stepped on my back!" Chen He screamed.

"Stop pushing! Stop pushing!" Yang Mi grabbed Baby's life jacket with one hand and patted Huang Zhiwei's basin with the other.

"If you keep pushing, the person in front of you will fall into the lake!"

Eleven basins, eleven people, crammed together in one big clump.

It's like putting too many dumplings in one pot.

But it's still nearly four meters from the red line.

There were only three people left on the shore.

Deng Chao, Brother Hu, Wang Baoqiang... no, Wang Baoqiang is still soaking in the lake.

Two people.

Two undercover agents.

Deng's mind raced.

He glanced at the situation on the track.

In the Running Man team's basin, Shen Teng was positioned at the very front, but was pushed to the front of the line by Li Chen's bump.

If Shen Teng's basin is closest to the red line, the Running Man team wins.

No.

We can't let Running Man win.

He was an undercover agent.

Deng Chao clenched his fist, his face adopting a heroic expression.

"Brothers!"

He raised the basin, his voice passionate and impassioned.

"I'll clear the area!"

Li Chen raised his head from the pile of basins.

"Take it, control the force! Don't let it fly out!"

"rest assured!"

Deng Chao took a deep breath and began his running start.

He ran very fast and with great momentum, looking like a captain who was determined to turn the tide for his team.

But his goal is not the red line.

It is Shen Teng's basin.

He wanted to knock Shen Teng's basin off course, or knock it away.

As long as the bowl at the front of the Running Man team is not near the red line, the Chinese Paladin team has a chance.

We've arrived at the bubble zone.

Deng Chao lay prone on the basin, his body slightly tilted to the left, aiming in Shen Teng's direction...

The acting was overdone.

The angle is too large.

The basin spun on the foamy water, and the person slid towards the edge of the track in an extremely awkward arc.

"Holy crap..."

Deng Chao desperately tried to move his body towards the center, the basin spun half a circle on the edge, almost falling into the lake, and finally stopped just on the far left of the track.

It was more than a meter away from the crowd.

It's completely out of the question, not even close to the red line.

The Running Man cast was speechless.

"Deng Chao... are you clearing the area or committing suicide?" Chen He's muffled voice came from the crowd.

"I slipped!" Deng Chao lay on the basin, looking distressed.

But in his mind, he was calculating frantically.

There's still one person from the Legend of Sword and Fairy team who hasn't appeared yet... Brother Hu.

As long as Brother Hu's basin is closer to the red line than any of the Running Man team's basins, Chinese Paladin will win.

Although he failed to disrupt Shen Teng's position, he at least did not help the Running Man team advance.

Whether it's enough or not depends on how well Hu Jintao performs.

The last person.

Brother Hu.

He stood in the starting area, looking at the "human Great Wall" in front of him, his expression very calm.

My heart was in turmoil.

He's an undercover agent for the Running Man team; he has to help Running Man win.

However, the Running Man team's basin is currently positioned three or four meters from the red line, giving the Chinese Paladin team the lead. If he does nothing, the Chinese Paladin team will naturally win.

So he should... do nothing.

Just glide past gently and stop. Whatever you do, don't touch that group of people.

Brother Hu, carrying the basin, jogged a few steps.

The movement can be described as "elegant".

He gently lay on the basin, like a fallen leaf floating on the water, gliding slowly forward.

It is extremely slow.

The basin silently approached the very back of the line.

then.

I touched it.

It really was just a light touch.

It was as light as a breeze blowing across water.

However, the friction of foam water is really too low.

This tiny bit of momentum passed from Brother Hu's basin to Huang Zhiwei's basin, then to Li Chen's basin, and then to Tang Yan, Liu Shishi, Baby, Yang Mi, Shen Teng, Zheng Kai, Huo Jianhua, Yuan Hong, Chen He...

The entire "human Great Wall" resembles a row of dominoes.

Slowly and irresistibly, it slid forward three centimeters.

It's only three centimeters long.

But those three centimeters just happened to push Yang Mi's basin, which was at the very front of the line, right up to the red line.

The referee rushed over, squatted down, and took out a measuring tape to measure.

Then stand up straight.

Blow the whistle.

"Yang Mi from the Chinese Paladin team is closest to the red line... Chinese Paladin team wins the first round!"

The entire room fell silent for a second.

The first member of the Sword and Fairy group to react was Yuan Hong... although he was squeezed in the middle of the pile of basins and couldn't move.

"We won?! We won?!"

Yang Mi lay on the front basin and glanced at the red line.

The rim of her basin was almost touching the red line.

Her eyes widened.

"Wait, how did I get here? Who pushed me just now?"

No one could answer her. Because everyone was squeezed together, it was impossible to tell who had pushed whom.

From the crowd, Chen He let out a wail.

"We lost? How could we lose? I don't even understand what happened!"

Baby glanced back at the crowd behind her, blinked her doe eyes, and looked completely bewildered.

Deng Chao lay on the lonely basin at the edge of the track, face up, his expression full of regret.

But the corner of his mouth, hidden beneath the collar of his life jacket, curled up sharply.

Won.

Help the Chinese Paladin team win a round.