Chapter 620: Sister Mi, your feet are like that Old Altar Pickled Cabbage! (Please subscribe)

"Hahahahaha, it's too funny. Is there any college student who can calculate Teacher Da Zhangwei's psychological shadow area right now?"

"I'm dying of laughter. Even though I had a premonition, it's still so funny. The live broadcast effect is maxed out. This can definitely be regarded as a historical classic scene of *Secret Room Escape*."

"The funniest thing is Huang Minghao's expression, looking so smug. It seems he completely forgot about his own embarrassment just now. It's a case of the pot calling the kettle black. It's too real."

"I feel like this game has been brought to a height it doesn't belong to by Lin Yu. I thought it would be boring and dull, but I didn't expect this kind of gameplay. The level of heavy taste is comparable to the 'Nine-Turn Large Intestine' on Hunan TV. Is Lin Yu really a genius?"

"I feel like it's not an exaggeration to call Lin Yu the 'God of Variety Shows' now. From *Keep Running* to *Mushroom House*, and then to *Secret Room Escape*, it feels like every variety show he designs for is like the finishing touch on a dragon, bringing the whole show back to life."

"Strongly suggest Lin Yu become a permanent guest of *Secret Room Escape*."

"......."

In the camera shot,

Yang Mi and the others started a new round of the game.

The score was very close.

Lin Yu and Yang Mi were tied for the highest score.

The final round of the competition also reached the most critical stage, the life-and-death match point.

If Lin Yu can complete the challenge, he will become the captain of the first phase; conversely, if he fails, Yang Mi will take on the role of captain.

"Go!"

Lin Yu threw the dice in his hand high into the air.

After spinning three times in the air, it landed steadily on the table, showing the number 6.

"Coincidence! Brother Yu, this round is Sister Mi setting the question for you."

Huang Minghao poked his head out and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Wow, such a coincidence?"

Peng Peng also raised his eyebrows, feeling a bit incredulous.

"You two are truly fated enemies!"

"This really is a one-shot victory."

Da Zhangwei and Zhang Yixing echoed one after another.

"Help me bring over the heart rate monitor from before."

"Lin Yu, you only have three sentences. As long as you can make my heart rate exceed 120, you win."

As Yang Mi spoke, she put the real-time heart rate monitor bracelet on her wrist.

Yang Mi had played this game many times at private gatherings before. For an artist, mentality is crucial, and this is also the point Yang Mi is most proud of. "Mount Tai collapsing in front of her without changing her expression" has become a professional quality.

"Three sentences! Heart rate over 120!"

"This game segment is fun."

"Let's just say, the pressure is on Brother Yu now."

Peng Peng, Zhang Yixing, and others gathered around.

After hearing the question Yang Mi set, the live broadcast room immediately boiled over.

"Holy crap, Sister Mi really knows how to play! This game segment tests Lin Yu's wit on one hand, and on the other, it shows Da Mi Mi's psychological quality."

"However, there are definitely some things that can't be said! After all, they are all in the entertainment industry, they see each other all the time, and they are both top-tier artists. They must be polite to each other. There were similar questions on *Happy Camp* before, and Shen Teng at most teased Boss Yang about her 'Liuliu Plum.' Anything more excessive might be impolite!"

"We played this kind of game at private gatherings before. Exceeding 100 is relatively easy, but exceeding 120 is very difficult. You have to know that an average person only reaches this heart rate when jogging. Just with three sentences, reaching 120 is indeed a bit difficult!"

"Maybe Lin Yu is going to do the opposite—flirt! When he was on *Keep Running*, I saw him have those intimate interactions with many female guests. If those interactions are brought up, the heart rate will definitely speed up."

"Very likely! Lin Yu is so saucy, maybe he really is going to use a 'handsome man's trick.' I've already taken out my notebook; I'll write down whatever Teacher Lin says to use when I chase a girlfriend in the future."

In the camera shot,

Lin Yu narrowed his eyes.

"Sister Mi, are you sure that no matter what method I use, as long as the heart rate reaches 120 or more, it counts, right?"

Lin Yu looked at Yang Mi and confirmed repeatedly.

"That's right, bring it on!"

Yang Mi nodded, determined.

However, before the words fell,

"Sister Mi, your feet are so stinky."