Although He Jiong and Baike have worked very hard, the huge gap in strength makes them helpless.
The score of 11-4 finally declared the production team's victory.
The two sides fought at a score of 1:1.
After the two little brothers returned, they received huge cheers because they brought the game into the decisive game.
It has started to rain, and the machine is wearing a raincoat.
However, this does not affect everyone's fighting spirit at all.
For artists, it doesn't matter whether they sleep outside or not. If the entire production team can sleep outside, I would be very excited just thinking about it.
Su Yan selected seven young men from the same group. For rope skipping, one must have good physical strength. Two of them were particularly strong and were responsible for shaking the rope.
The same goes for the members, Lin Gengxin and Da Fei are the rope shakers.
Five minutes before the game, both sides held a pre-station meeting.
In fact, they are not professional, they just stated all the things that I think should be paid attention to.
For the sake of program effectiveness, the production team starts first.
Su Yan clapped and shouted, "Come on."
He Jiong snickered: "This is the most exciting time I have seen the director since I recorded the show. I usually sit there calmly."
Su Yan had no time to pay attention to them at this moment, so he wiped the rain off his face and focused on the players on the field.
The rope swing has begun.
The first team member quickly entered and adjusted his position to be as close to the edge as possible.
This is because I specifically chose the one with better physical strength. After all, the count starts after all five people enter, and the height of the jump will be different if it is on the edge.
Then the second, third...five people all entered smoothly.
"1,2,3..."
Nearly a hundred people were counting together, which was quite spectacular.
In the tenth time, the contestant in the middle staggered a little, but he adjusted well, and the production team was so surprised that he broke out in a cold sweat.
On the contrary, the members felt it was a pity. If this failed, then they would be safe.
The final number was fixed at 27 strokes. The first player was exhausted and tripped over the rope.
Now, everything depends on the artist team.
"come on!"
He Jiong and the others had put away their smiles and looked solemn. At this time, they no longer cared about whether it was a variety show or not.
Winning is the most important thing.
"Ta, ta, ta."
The rope hit the ground and made a sound.
Wang Jiaer is the first, the youngest, and the best runner.
Soon he moved.
I found the best opportunity and jumped in. It was very stable and I immediately adjusted my position to give more space to the people behind me.
Zheng Kai was the second one, and he didn't wait too long. He followed Wang Jiaer almost as soon as he jumped in.
He Jiong is the last one, and there is still 1/3 left for him.
"Ah~"
Su Yan and the others made a sound of regret. This group was most likely to make mistakes when jumping rope when people entered, but the other party obviously made no mistakes.
Everyone did not hesitate to use their voices and also helped count.
The camera slowly pans over their faces.
It was almost short of writing the word "worry". Some girls had already closed their eyes and couldn't bear to read any more.
"24,25,26,27!28!"
Lin Gengxin threw the rope into the sky and rushed towards the members, hugging them, jumping and shouting.
Wang Jiaer raised his arms and shouted.
2:1
The final winner is the artist team.
Compared to the excited members, the production team looked ashen.
Is this a loss?
After finally waiting for them to calm down, Su Yan tried his best to use a gentle tone.
"Look, there are three big houses here, and there are many female members in the group. Otherwise, why don't we let them sleep in them?"
"We can do it." Zheng Kai replied: "But, I'm afraid the audience in front of the TV won't agree. This is a promise made by everyone, so why don't we blame us?"
Su Yan got angry, looked at his watch, turned around and asked Sister Hong: "What time will the shooting be tonight?"
Sister Hong understood: "There are about 4 more sessions, at five o'clock in the morning."
"Eh~" the members made teasing sounds.
"Are you Su Sansui?"
When the negotiation failed, Su Yan was helpless: "Let's find a place by ourselves tonight. I hope we can meet again tomorrow."
The members were already sitting under the eaves to take shelter from the rain, watching the staff get busy.
Wang Yangyang had already driven to the city. He didn't prepare anything, so he couldn't sleep.
After walking around for a while, I finally found a hardware store that was still open.
I bought a truckload of ponchos, tarps, foam mats, and ropes.
When we came back, the drizzle had turned into light rain and was tending to intensify.
The staff began to get busy and set up simple tents in the yard.
"Director, look, it's actually quite simple. It's almost done in just a moment." Lin Gengxin watched the excitement and didn't mind it being a big deal.
But in the end, the existing materials were not enough, so the girl was allowed into the room.
Su Yan and Director Zhang didn't do anything special. They took two sleeping bags and prepared to spend the night in the small woodshed in the yard.
The gay men, on the other hand, laid out their bunk beds and lay down under the makeshift tent.
From time to time, there were exclamations of surprise, because some tarpaulins could not withstand the water and collapsed.
The film crew figured out a way to remove the shooting bar and put it up.
Although it was summer, the sea breeze combined with the rain, and everyone didn't wear much, so it felt a little chilly.
The writers helped by going to the villagers’ houses next door to borrow some quilts and distribute them to them.
Lijun wiped away her tears: "I feel so sad, why do I feel so like a refugee?"
Wang Jiaer looked at all this and felt a little worried: "Are we going too far?"
Lin Gengxin was noncommittal: "You forgot, the last time I slept in the wilderness, the production team didn't show mercy either."
"But, we have to dig clams tomorrow. What if we have to wear little shoes?"
"Don't worry, the director is not this kind of person."
"I am!"
Su Yan's voice startled several people.
He happened to go to the house to look for mosquito coils. It was raining and there were more mosquitoes.
"Da Fei, let me tell you, where is your leader? If you go back and look good, let him sleep in the woodshed, hum!"
"I'm willing to admit defeat, director." Da Fei was wailing.
Su Yan walked around again and turned to face all the staff.
"Everyone, please be quiet."
Dozens of pairs of eyes flickered at him.
"Tell me, are you convinced?"
"Not convinced!!!"
"Do you want to compete with the artist group again?"
"want!"
Su Yan was satisfied and gave a sonorous and powerful answer.
"Director, can't we compete today?" Baike was surprised.
"Who said it was today? Let me put it down for now. In winter, when it is the coldest time, it is the right time for the artist to speak to the production team. Can you please say it!"
"good!"
He Jiong and the others also refused to admit defeat.
"Can you win again!"
"OK!"
The night became even longer. Fortunately, God opened his eyes and it didn't rain again in the second half of the night.
Su Yan felt dazed all night and felt movement everywhere.
Shortly after dawn, the staff got up.
Xiao Wu carried a camera and found these people to conduct some interviews.
Most people are still in their dreams, relying on each other for warmth.
As the camera swept over, they all looked quite pitiful.
As for what Wang Jiaer was worried about, it did not happen.
Not only did the film crew prepare breakfast, but when they were working later, they found that the members were too slow, and they even took the initiative to help, so that they were all finished in the afternoon.
When we were leaving, Director Zhang pulled everyone in to say a few words.
This is probably to once again show the sincerity of Wanbei Taiwan, hoping that they can consider it, and waiting for words like good news from them.
(I have a small goal...forget it, I won’t set a flag anymore)