chasing stars

Yi Xuan didn't have time to ask why Ji Ruoyu was here, he squatted down as soon as he got up, took Yi Sixian's arm and asked, "Sister, how are you? Are your hands okay?"

His eyes were full of worry and tension.

It was Yi Sixian who was talking hard and soft-hearted. On the surface, she didn't forgive or accept them, but she always subconsciously protected him.

Yi Sixian sat up, stretched her arms, and then stood up: "It's okay, I'm not that delicate."

Then he turned his head, stretched his muscles and bones, turned around and rushed to the next level.

"Why are you back? I can do it!" Yi Xuan then looked at Ji Ruoyu, saw that his forehead was covered with sweat, and raised his hand to wipe it off for him.

"You should have rushed far away? Why did you run back?"

Ji Ruoyu stared at his rosy face, and raised his hand to help him wipe off the sweat on his forehead. He squeezed his collagen-filled face and said, "You can? If I didn't come, You siblings will fall down."

Yi Xuan pouted, lowered his head, and no longer denied it.

Indeed, fortunately Ji Ruoyu came.

"I'll go, can you two not be so tired? This is a recording program!" Gao Chaoran saw the two standing on a high slope as soon as he arrived, full of affection.

Dog lovers!

"Don't pay attention to him!" Ji Ruoyu squinted at Gao Chaoran who was standing below, and when he saw Zhou Yunqian who was following behind him, a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Come on!"

Then he took Yi Xuan's hand and ran towards the next checkpoint, saying as he ran, "You must watch this episode."

Yi Xuan didn't know why, and asked curiously, "Why?"

"You'll know when you see it."

Yi Xuan felt that fortunately he was not a very curious person, otherwise he would definitely stop now and let Ji Ruoyu explain clearly.

Talking half is the hardest part.

But now he just wants to break through with Ji Ruoyu.

Although it was a long way behind, everything was possible until the last moment.

"Why didn't you tell them to wait?" Xing Junchen ran over panting, with his hands on his hips, panting while saying, "It just so happens that they can give us a hand up there!"

Gao Chaoran looked at the vacant slope and sighed, "Damn, I didn't expect that!"

"Hmph!" Zhou Yunqian sneered, "It's just such a slope, don't tell me you two need help?"

Xing Junchen looked at Zhou Yunqian, whose speed was about the same as theirs, and asked doubtfully, "Can you go up?"

Zhou Yunqian frowned: "You think you can't get in even before you try?"

Xing Junchen whispered: "I didn't say that I couldn't go up, but I can't guarantee that I can go up. There are also cameras. It's better to be humble before being slapped in the face, right?"

"What are you muttering about? Does such a slope need to be pulled?"

Gao Chaoran couldn't see Zhou Yunqian's contemptuous eyes, so he raised his trouser waist, "Look!"

He backed up a long way, then got up, ran up, and charged up.

Xing Junchen looked excitedly and nervously at Gao Chaoran rushing up at a very fast speed, and then watched him sway after two-thirds of the rush, then struggled a bit, and finally slid down slowly.

He was still thinking about how to comfort him, Gao Chaoran had already started his second run-up and sprint.

This time I only rushed halfway and slid down.

Just as Xing Junchen wanted to step up and pat him on the shoulder to let him take a rest, he had already started his third sprint.

Zhou Yunqian stood aside leisurely, looking at Gao Chaoran with her arms folded.

"Gao Chaoran, come on!" This is the first time Xing Junchen has seen Gao Chaoran fight so hard. They have always been at the bottom of the show. Except for CP fans, the audience thinks they are brothers and sisters.

In the end, even the people on the show felt that their existence was for the effect of variety shows, and sometimes they themselves felt that they were recording variety shows instead of participating in competitive competitions.

I feel a little bit self-defeating, looking for a step for myself.

But this time Gao Chaoran suddenly became wolfish, which made Xing Junchen instantly full of fighting spirit.

Ji Ruoyu and the others won't matter if they win. The audience is already tired of watching them because of their strength.

But they are different.

If he and Gao Chaoran counterattack the champion, that would be the biggest attraction. He clenched his fists and shouted at Gao Chaoran who was about to sprint again: "Gao Chaoran, come on! You can do it!"

Gao Chaoran turned his head and nodded firmly at him, his eyes were full of unstoppable blood and passion.

Xing Junchen's eyes were shining with the warm winter sun.

He seemed to see them rushing up the slope, moving forward bravely, surpassing Ji Ruoyu and Yi Xuan, surpassing Yi Sixian, and then surpassing Hou Chuan and Shao Xingqi to win the final victory.

If this episode is broadcast, they will definitely be on the hot search.

At that time, he must send a Weibo to tell everyone that if you dare to fight, you can win.

Fans will be very happy and excited, their idol is worth pursuing and can give them strength.

"Don't be so fucking patronizing and cheering, you go too!"

Gao Chaoran dragged his exhausted body like an octogenarian, staggered to the side, and sat down.

Xing Junchen, who slid down the slope, finally woke up from the dream of No.1. He really overestimated Gao Chaoran, and also overestimated himself.

"Our show is said to have to pass the physical fitness test to enter. Logically speaking, you shouldn't be so weak?" He walked to Gao Chaoran's side, and Xing Junchen took advantage of the opportunity to sit down.

"Fuck, who the hell are you calling weak?" Gao Chaoran suddenly jumped up, and he was called weak by Xing Junchen?

Xing Junchen looked at him innocently, but his eyes were not convinced.

Is not it?

Gao Chaoran was stunned for a moment, and asked puzzledly, "No, what do you mean by rumor? Didn't you take part in the physical fitness test?"

Xing Junchen suddenly lowered his eyes, and said to him from left to right: "Well, I can only look at Zhou Yunqian now."

I hope Zhou Yunqian is not as weak as Hu Xiaolan.

Gao Chaoran didn't accept his tricks, and grabbed Xing Junchen: "Please tell me clearly, how did you get in?"

"Then how did you get in?"

If he failed the physical fitness test, Gao Chaoran must have also failed, otherwise he shouldn't always be at the bottom with him.

"All right, all right, I'll know if you don't tell me, as far as the relationship between you and Mao Liyong is concerned, there is no need for a physical fitness test!"

Xing Junchen was not ashamed but proud: "That is!"

"Damn, you're still in good spirits, aren't you?" He raised his hand and pulled Xing Junchen's ear, and rubbed his earlobe twice.

Xing Junchen was so scared that his face turned pale: "What the hell are you doing?"

He was also careless, because he made it clear to Mao Liyong that he and Gao Chaoran were just hype before, but in fact there was nothing.

Mao Liyong also said that he would no longer be jealous of him and Gao Chaoran, and he forgot Gao Chaoran's stinking problem of liking people.

"Nothing, why are you so nervous?"

Xing Junchen covered his ears in horror: "Why are you rubbing my earlobe? Do you know that Brother Yong also..."

"I'll go!" Some time ago, he was too careful to disassemble the CP, and he forgot that Mao Liyong, that naughty, boring man is a jealous jar.

"Don't tell me that Mao Liyong likes to pinch your earlobe?" Day, the point is that he can't beat Mao Liyong.