On the podium, Blood Pigeon was currently struggling to provide commentary, “So, we can now see that Zoe and Wen Lin are currently approaching the target point along with the Jingyi Double C...”
Scrolling comments: Hahahahahahahahaha.
Blood Pigeon: “At the same time, Contestants Wu and Wei are nearing the final point, along with Contestant Wei Yan who has finally finished drawing...”
Scrolling comments: Hahahahaha-hic.
“......” Blood Pigeon was bewildered, “Is it that funny?”
Ying Xiangxiang’s eyes were curved as she focused the camera towards the back of the mountain. Caesar and Thin Fire were currently so caught up on who would carry the fruit on their heads that the skies had turned dim and the sun was no longer shining. Finally, they agreed to take turns carrying it every five minutes.
Caesar lost the right to choose the fruit in rock paper scissors, and Thin Fire obtained the right to decide on the fruit.
The Silver Thread Roll trainee slowly plucked out a large durian.
Caesar lifted his gun without another word, “... I [Beep––][Beep––][Beep––]”
Thin Fire sneered, “Be prepared to lose if you gamble! What, are you not man enough to carry this?”
Caesar glared fiercely, “Carrying it is no big deal, but your grandfather isn’t going to f*cking take you up!”
Thin Fire clicked his tongue in feigned wonder and was just about to retort when he saw Caesar take out a second durian and place it on the ground––after that, he kicked the basket over into the river and ran off, “Come, grandson, come chase me!”
Caesar might be stupid, but he was also willing to lose if he gambled. At this time, he indeed placed the durian from earlier on his head before heading across the bridge with a swish. When Thin Fire subconsciously stepped on the bridge to follow him, the bridge suddenly shook violently, “Warning, violation warning, please be sure to carry fruit on your head or be led by your teammate to enter the final round!”
Thin Fire’s eyes filled with rage. By the time he turned around, there wasn’t even a shadow remaining of the fruit basket that Caesar had kicked over, and there was only the second durian on the ground––
“I [Beep––]! Do you think daddy doesn’t dare?!” Thin Fire picked up the durian and ran to the opposite side of the bridge. Perhaps because he’d used a significant amount of gel for the team activity, and the durian was thorny, the fruit stuck firmly into Thin Fire’s hair. He was delighted, and pulled out his water gun to spray Caesar!
On the side of the mountain, Ming Yao, who was climbing up with a bunch of lychee on his head paused, “Why is it so... smelly?”
Zuo Botang educated him gently, “Little Ming, a gentleman’s behavior is to be calm in mind and heart and not disturbed by external matters––”
Caesar roared loudly as he ran past with a durian on his head.
Zuo Botang: “......”
Thin Fire held the durian in place on his head with one hand, three colored flags on his back, and a water gun in his other hand. His expression was bleak and relentless as he gave chase.
Ming Yao: “&#k2026; Captain, should we snatch up these easy pickings?”
The two of them exchanged glances. Their hearts seemed linked as they pulled out their guns&#k2013;&#k2013;
The double snipers made their move. Thin Fire was left with no way to retreat. The corner of his clothing was splattered with color, and he was forced to remain in place for ten seconds.
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Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually-?!
Science Fiction-for offline purposes only - Book 1 Synopsis: Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a lead performer even if he just sat there and did nothing. After signing up for a...
