Chapter 24: Physical strength competition!

Huo Cheng took the lead, "I'm OK."

He finished by turning his head directly to Yan Zhi.

Yan Zhi took his jacket off, and said faintly, "I'm OK too."

Everyone looks at Pei Xu again.

Pei Xu nodded.

Di Xingchen had lost the excitement he felt earlier, he was now only nervous.

In an instant the three male leads were all like his own sons, he couldn't even let go of them ah.

"What about you, Di Xingchen?" the director asked.

Di Xingchen was about to open his mouth when the director said, "Let's go with the majority, come on."

The staff behind him all laughed.

Everybody's excited, everybody's nervous.

This is considered the first Fixer Upper of this season of Red and Blue Signal.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourselves, you guys can do more than me," Hu Ying said. Hu Ying said.

In fact, he didn't use his full strength today, because he knew he couldn't win, and it would be useless even if he was exhausted.

Wen Nuo and Lin Qingning, too. They're both even a bit perfunctory.

Four tall and long men stand side by side in a line, from left to right, Huo Cheng , Yan Zhi , Pei Xu, Di Xingchen.

White light shone up from in front of them, leaving a row of silhouettes.

Perhaps because the four were bound together figuratively when they stood in a row, Di Xingchen too1 seems to have been brought to the fore at once.

He stood together with Huo Cheng and the three of them, three superb men, and they didn't lose at all.

Di Xingchen suddenly felt that he couldn't lose.

He was among the weakest of the four attacks in the minds of all the guests. This sorting makes his status in the Red and Blue Lodge very delicate.

He either has to be the strongest in some field, or he has to be the weakest in some field, and being in the middle of the line would be an awkward position for those below him.

But today's PK is a bit too sharp. In a relationship, the love rivals between the winners and losers is really about men's dignity, this kind of catty, only the men themselves understand.

The fact that he came last, as a matter of course, does not alleviate the embarrassment of being second to last. Because this competition is originally between the three main male, and has nothing to do with him.

He's just here to make up the numbers.

But it's different when he comes in first.

The remaining three would all be his underlings, and they'd be on the same footing.

It's an extremely delicate balance.

And surely the red guest is looking for a date based on a combination of conditions, and who he likes has been decided long ago, so it's unlikely that he'll fall in love with him just because he won a game.

Well, it's for the best that he took first place!

Di Xingchen gathered the smile on his face and let out a soft breath, then did a few warm-up moves very carefully.

Hu Ying smiled from the side and said, "Star is still in shape, come on Star, I'm standing by you, beat them down!"

Di Xingchen turned his wrist, zigzagged, and looked at Pei Xu and the others next to him.

They all warmed up briefly as well, but were restrained, flinging their arms and legs at most.

The more calm you are on the surface, the harder you work in your heart!

One by one, they're riveted. This isn't a battle for dating rights, this is a battle for male dignity!

Guo Bing took a bullhorn and asked, "What did you each pick, push-ups or sit-ups?"

While their rule is to pick any one item and they're all only counted as times, it's definitely a little more exciting and fairer to play the same.

The fairer it is, the more exciting it is!

Guo Bing was like, "Play the same game, right?"

Huo Cheng, still relaxed, replied, "I'm OK with it all, look at them."

Yan Zhi nodded.

Pei Xu also nodded a bit.

Di Xingchen could guess what Guo Bing was going to choose for them.

Sure enough, Guo Bing said, "Then sit-ups."

Men's waist strength is most interesting to watch.

Directing this LSP.

"Hu Ying You guys don't stay idle either, come over and help press the legs." The director said.

It's only natural to make the most of such a great Shura opportunity.

Hu Ying actually didn't go to Yan Zhi's place this time, but rushed straight to Di Xingchen and stood in front of him with a smile.

"Cheer up." Hu Ying said.

By the way he smiled that impish smile, he obviously knew he was going to be the first to fall, and was deliberately teasing him about it.

Lin Qingning volunteered to go to Pei Xu's place.

Wen Nuo hesitated and looked back at Yihua.

Tuan Yihua smiled and said, "You choose."

Wen Nuo went to Yan Zhi's place.

Tuan Yihua then walked towards Huo Cheng.

Di Xingchen took a long breath and lay down on the sand, Hu Ying sat on his feet and clasped his legs.

Hu Ying originally thought that Di Xingchen was going to give up on himself, but when she saw how serious Di Xingchen looked, she realized that Di Xingchen was taking this matter very seriously, she froze for a moment, and then she also became serious.

He was so close to Di Xingchen that he was on the verge of treating him as a good sister, forgetting that Di Xingchen was actually a man and a 1. He didn't want to lose too much in such a PK match.

"Cheer up." He whispered.

He hopes Di Xingchen can make as many as possible and not lose too much.

He turned his head to look at Pei Xu and the others next to him, all three of them were very serious. Yan Zhi's cleanliness was so heavy, but he wasn't afraid to get dirty this time.

A simple PK tournament has turned into a Shura.

The dozens of people in the crew all went quiet, the only sound on the beach was the wind blowing the waves, and a dozen cameras focused on each of them from different angles.

"We are all monitoring it, do sit-ups must be standard enough ah, not standard does not count. Come on, dudes get ready, three, two, one, go!"

Huo Cheng took the lead and went straight into some fast and standard sit-ups, leaving Tuan Yihua across from him stunned.

Yan Zhi and Pei Xu are more organized.

Di Xingchen purses her lips and puts her hands behind her neck, exhaling with each tilt.

Hu Ying They helped with the count, four different male voices intermingling.

"One, two, three, four ......"

The number of times they did it soon exceeded Hu Ying's, reaching over fifty.

Sit-ups mainly rely on the traction of the waist muscles, ordinary people generally dozens, to say that the world record that's thousands are possible, but do this sport, the preparation beforehand and weekday practice is crucial, like their sudden PK's, everyone may not be able to play to their best state.

It was easier at first, then the muscles started to get sore and slowed down.

Huo Cheng turned his head to look at Yan Zhi next to him.

Yan Zhi took off his glasses, his eyebrows looked strange and sharp, just a little red in the face, but with a resolute look.

He went back to Pei Xu, who was even more calm, laying down and leaning up, with standardized movements and even speed, like a robot.

Probably surprised by the staying power of a few of them, Huo Cheng also consciously slowed down a bit.

The number of times was certainly the final criterion for assessing the results, but he didn't want to be the first to finish.

The first one to end it was passive, and he wanted to see what the others had to offer.

On the silent beach, the only sounds were light gasps and Hu Ying's counting. Hu Ying pressed Di Xingchen's leg while turning her head to look at the other three groups.

A few of their sit-ups were so standardized that when they sat up they would almost touch those of them in charge of leg presses, and he watched as Lin Qingning stared at Pei Xu, his face reddening a bit as he tried to avoid them but didn't want to.

Wen Nuo was even more shy, keeping his head down the entire time as he realized his eyes always fell right on Yan Zhi's crotch.

Time went by and not one of them was seen to stop.

Everyone wants to be first.

As the minutes ticked by, the number they were counting quickly broke the hundred mark.

Guo Bing couldn't help but speak, "Everyone has already done a lot, and those who can't hold out can stop."

But no one stopped.

Sweat was running down Di Xingchen's cheeks, his breath was getting thicker and his face was getting redder and redder, Hu Ying said excitedly, "Di Xingchen, you can do it!"

Di Xingchen twisted his head to look at the trio to his right, who had broken 110 in pushups, and in that moment, he suddenly wondered if he had made the right decision to take first place or not.

Because he now suddenly felt that none of the three of them were willing to be the first to fall, so they probably all refused to stop, but too many sit-ups were actually no good, and one by one they might not be able to get up tomorrow.

For a moment he didn't know if he should keep going or be the first to fall.

There seems to be pros and cons to each.

Pei Xu, who was next to him, turned his head toward him.

The two of them kept up almost the same frequency, lying down together, leaning up together, their eyes glued together, Pei Xu saw Di Xingchen's red face, his face so small, beads of sweat running down his temples, and every time he leaned up, you could see the veins on his neck.

Very hard.

He really didn't think Di Xingchen could do so much.

Is he afraid of losing too?

Don't want to be the first man down.

So tenaciously guarding his pride.

It's as if they all defaulted to Di Xingchen being the weakest, even if he came in last, and rightfully so. They all pitied him, no one would laugh at him.

But it's like they all want Di Xingchen, but Di Xingchen only has Hu Ying in her sights.

Deep down, he was the same as them. Doesn't want to be the first man to fall in front of Hu Ying and the others.

Pei Xu felt a sudden surge of emotion.

"It's over a hundred and three." A staff member said.

"Huo Cheng and Pei Xu, they're almost a hundred and fifty."

Just as everyone was gasping for breath with nervousness, a gasp went up from the crowd.

Di Xingchen turned his head to see that Pei Xu, who was next to him, was the first to fall down.

Pei Xu collapsed on the sand, his mouth slightly open as he gasped and breathed, thin sweat running down the side of his handsome, well-defined face.