The male gods are vying to be my father

Program recording starts.

The guests draw project tickets.

Rongzhi was the first to smoke.

He pulled out a note from the cone, unfolded——

"Singing the whole song "I'm a Little Green Dragon" on a roller coaster, and the decibel reaches 90, the task can be considered complete."

Wen Yuchen, who was also a guest, immediately showed sympathy: "Your luck...is really bad."

After finishing speaking, Wen Yuchen reached out and touched a lottery holder, and took it apart to have a look.

"Sing the whole song "I'm a Little Green Dragon" on a roller coaster..." Wen Yuchen read out the content of the note with a blank expression, and then rolled it into a ball with a blank expression, and went to Luo Xin's Fang Fang threw it: "Hey, such a bad luck must not be mine."

Luo Xin dodged back instinctively, and the little ball of paper was thrown into Yan Shihan's arms.

Yan Shihan only appeared under the camera as a foreign aid for the show.

But he wasn't actually involved in the main recording.

But at this time, he slowly took off the ball of paper, unfolded it, and took a look.

"Okay, I'll come." Yan Shihan said with a relaxed smile.

Wen Yuchen was startled, and scrambled to grab the note back.

Yan Shihan gripped it tightly, without any intention of letting go: "You can smoke another one."

It was obvious that Yan Shihan's gaze was extremely gentle and his posture was quite polite, but Wen Yuchen faced him with a sense of pressure that he could not go against him.

Wen Yuchen could only accept it.

And the program group also accepted such an accident.

The remaining members then continue to draw lots.

In the end, Tang Xiaoyun drew "a total of [-] rounds of shooting balloons, and each shot must hit".

Qin Siyuan was drawn "Please take a selfie in the torrenting project and upload it to social software".

Luo Xin was drawn to "ride the merry-go-round and the Ferris wheel under the eyes of others who suspect that you are mentally retarded, and ask to make exaggerated expressions".

Wen Yuchen didn't have to smoke anymore, so he was assigned to be mentally handicapped with Luo Xin.

When Liang Lexin yelled "The game begins", the photographer and the photographer immediately ran away with their respective artists.

Yue Zheng looked at the backs of Rong Zhi and Yan Shihan, turned his head and asked Wang Zhi: "Are all variety shows this childish?"

Wang Zhi: "I've always been so childish."

Yue Zheng was silent for two seconds: "... Has no one invited me to participate?"

Wang Zhi: "...???"

The vertical roller coaster in the amusement park has a maximum drop of 70 meters, and has several 360-degree circular tracks, twisting into huge circles one after another in the air.

Luo Xin and the others all passed under this roller coaster.

While walking, he also held on to the railing: "Looking at it makes my legs weak, Rong Zhi's hands are really black..."

"Rong Zhi's hands are really black..."

"Hands are really black..."

Rong Zhi: "..."

Yan Shihan stood beside him and put his arms around his shoulders: "Don't be afraid, I'm very European. Since I debuted, there has been no one who is luckier than me."

Rong Zhi: "..."

Yan Shihan's palms clenched his shoulders too tightly, and it seemed that Yan Shihan was more nervous.

"Are you ready?" the worker asked.

"Okay." Yan Shihan nodded with a steady tone.

But if you look closely, you can find that his facial features are tense.Before getting on the roller coaster, Yan Shihan had already entered a state of strict defense.

The two rode the roller coaster side by side.

Two gopro cameras are fixed next to each cheek.

Fasten your seat belt, holding a lyric sheet in your hand, the words on it are as big as broad beans.

The staff asked again: "Are you ready?"

At this time, outside the railing, Yue Zheng took off his suit jacket and threw it to Wang Zhi.

Wang Zhi was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

Yue Zheng is already ready to climb over the railing: "May I ask if I can buy an extra roller coaster ticket now?"

Wang Zhi: "..."

However, before Yue Zheng turned over and climbed the wall, the roller coaster had already started.

The director team gave an order: "OK, start, sing!"

The roller coaster enters a smooth section.

The two were almost in agreement, and began to sing without expression: "I have ~horns~ on my head, and ~a tail behind me."

Yan Yingdi is as low as a mosquito.

Rong Zhi opened and closed his voice, almost singing at the top of his voice.

However, although it was a little dry and tasteless, the decibel was rushed up anyway.

That's when the roller coaster starts climbing.

The slope is almost vertical.

Rong Zhi started to get out of tune: "No one knows~~~~~~ How many secrets I have~~"

The roller coaster paused high in the air.

Then he rushed down without warning.

A strong wind blew, and the lyrics sheet slapped Rong Zhi's cheek head-on.

Rong Zhi and Yan Shihan were expressionless almost at the same time, facing the strong wind blowing their hair and filling their mouths with pain, they continued to sing:

"I am a little green dragon~~~~~~~~~~~~"

One game and one out of tune.

"The decibels exploded..." The program team was in charge of monitoring the guest microphone, staring at the decibel detector, frowning in pain.

The roller coaster whirled and turned a few turns.

The whole person flipped 360 degrees with the arc of the track.

At this moment, the paper in Yan Shihan's hand flew away.

Rong Zhi felt the heat on the back of his hand.

Yan Shihan grabbed the back of his hand, as if using this movement to transmit strength.

1 minute later.

The roller coaster finally rushed into the tunnel, slowly began to slow down, and finally stopped.

The staff gestured to them: "Over and over again."

Rong Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, his face had been tense, and then he relaxed and smiled at the staff.

On the contrary, the staff lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Yan Shihan leaned on Rong Zhi's shoulder and said in a low voice, "I said... I'm very European..."

"..."

But you can't even catch your breath.

Rong Zhi turned his head and took a look.

Yan Shihan's face was pale all the way to the neck.

At this time, the railing opened.

As soon as Yue Zheng's long legs took a step, he was about to walk in.The program crew was frightened and stopped them quickly.

This is still recording the show...

Yan Shihan was afraid that Yuezheng would make trouble again, so he stood up forcefully, put Rong Zhi in his arms, and whispered in his ear: "After recording the show, follow me to the script that was selected for you last time." crew."

Rong Zhi nodded, stretched out an index finger under Yan Shihan's weak elbow under his sleeve.

He barely protected his image as a film king.

Subsequent recordings are much simpler.

After the other people’s part recording was over, they recorded their dinner immediately, and asked them to re-introduce each other at the dinner.

So the recording of this issue came to an end.

Yan Shihan quickly booked the ticket, and before Yuezheng could react, he ran away with Rong Zhi.

This time it was Yuezheng's turn to face an empty room.

On the day Rong Zhi flew back to Beijing.

The rest of the guests followed Rong Zhi's Weibo.

And the official Weibo of the program group finally released a tidbit that can be watched.

"No one knows~~~~~~I have~~how many secrets~~" In the video, Rong Zhi and Yan Shihan sang loudly while trying to put on a expressionless face that I am not afraid of.

The trending searches that had stopped suddenly exploded again, and a large number of strict fans began to flood into the official Weibo.

@凯世汉My Husband: The two of them are really in the same line when they run together...

@今天吃我安利吗: The facial expressions of the two people are also in sync... laughing to death.

@东方来的栗子: Zhizhizhi, zhizhizhi, is Rong Zhi’s prototype actually a chipmunk?Singing a song and suddenly stuttering, I actually feel cute and want to date.

……

In the waiting hall of the Shanghai stock market.

Yue Zheng flipped through the hot searched Weibo and the comments on Weibo, his face was a little smelly.

"It's cheaper for Yan Shihan."

The author has something to say: In Yan Shihan's mind → riding a roller coaster = parent-child activity.