Chapter 137: Love Variety: Saving the Black-Material Movie Emperor 06

Su Feng couldn't keep his balance, falling sideways; the sudden weightlessness made him nervous and scared, and he involuntarily shouted.

Song Pojian was right beside him.

Jin Chen acted decisively, pulling Song Pojian to move aside; the two narrowly avoided Su Feng and continued forward.

No one acted as a cushion; Su Feng hit the ground hard, pulling Wen Ci Ye down with him, and they fell in a heap.

【Oh my god!! Su Feng fell!】

【This lawn looks soft, so it should be fine, right?】

For the variety show effect, the camera kept recording.

If it were an ordinary celebrity, they'd just brush it off with a smile.

But Su Feng seemed badly injured, unable to get up from the ground for a while.

"Stop!"

The assistant director broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly shouted to stop.

The other groups all stopped as well.

Currently, Jin Chen and his partner are far ahead; Wen Ci Ye and Su Feng were supposed to be second, but they fell on the lawn.

Behind them are the Le Gui Lu pair and the Zhou Yan Nan pair.

Yang Yixian and Wu Nian have zero coordination, still lingering at the starting point.

Several staff members rushed over, untied the ropes binding their calves, and helped them up.

Wen Ci Ye's face had turned as cold as water; he anxiously embraced Su Feng, asking, "Where are you hurt? Let me see."

"My hand! My hand hurts!"

When Su Feng fell, he instinctively put out his hand to brace himself; everyone saw it, and the on-site doctor quickly came over to examine.

She felt the bone, then looked at the wound, and half a minute later twitched the corner of her mouth.

"That... it's just a scrape, no bone damage; a band-aid will do."

Assistant Director: "..."

Looking at his pained expression, one would have thought he'd fractured something!

【Hahahaha, even through the screen we felt the doctor sister's speechlessness!!】

【I was scared to death; it's just a scraped skin, why is he in so much pain?】

【... Maybe that's just what a wealthy young master is like.】

"What do you mean just a scrape?"

Wen Ci Ye said in a low voice, "Didn't you guys check the venue before arranging the game segment, Program Team?"

The assistant director was left speechless.

What could he say? He hadn't expected anyone to fall while playing a three-legged race.

He pointed behind the camera, indicating they were still live.

But Su Feng couldn't care less about all that.

It really didn't hurt much, but others' attitudes made him feel even colder.

He felt wronged and shouted loudly.

"Senior Song, why did you avoid me? Can't you lend a hand?"

Song Pojian, already three meters away from them, froze and instinctively frowned.

"What does that have to do with me?"

Jin Chen crouched, adjusted the pair's rope, then stood up to chime in.

"That's not right; I pulled him away, so I couldn't just watch you knock him over—that would make him a living human cushion."

"But... but you're my senior; you should help me!"

Su Feng seemed to know he couldn't win against the two of them, and tears had already welled up.

Jin Chen looked utterly astonished, let out a huh, and directly asked.

"Are you trying to morally blackmail me?"

【!!! Jin Chen, you're so bold!】

【Oh my god, I've learned! Next time someone tries to morally blackmail me, I'll just ask directly.】

【To be fair, this really has nothing to do with Song Pojian; it's instinctive for anyone to dodge danger!】

【Our Fengfeng is already hurt! What more do you want!】

Wen Ci Ye swept Su Feng into his arms in one motion, coldly saying, "Jin Chen, is that how you speak to him?"

Yo, he's putting on airs like a young uncle.

Jin Chen looked puzzled, "Huh? What attitude should I use when speaking to him?"

"Or should I kneel and kowtow twice?"

Song Pojian curled his lips and gave a light laugh.

【Villain Blackening Value detected -3, total now 67.】

9272's icy voice sounded.

The other guests, who had been quietly watching the drama, couldn't help laughing as well.

Wen Ci Ye saw that he seemed unwilling to reveal his identity, so he stopped probing.

He picked up Su Feng, who was still sniffling tears, left the broadcast area, and said, "I'll take him to get disinfected."

【President Wen worries so much about Su Feng! So cute!】

【Even blood sugar can be cute; go upstairs and eat something nice…】

The broadcast continued as before.

The assistant director tidied up the set and continued the game.

In the end, the combination of Jin Chen and Song Pojian still won.

"Now begins today's final round of the game—love can overcome a thousand obstacles. The rules are as follows: In front of you are three poles of different heights; two people, hand in hand, bend at the waist to go under the pole. The pair that first passes all three poles wins!"

Jin Chen hissed, "This won't do; he hasn't forgotten what the data said—this world's wife has a waist injury, she absolutely can't go that low."

He scratched his head and approached Song Pojian, whose mood was visibly low.

"Senior, why don't we just get through it casually? Your waist injury can't handle such a low pole."

Song Pojian pursed his lips upon hearing that.

He was no longer surprised that Jin Chen knew things so clearly.

"You really want to win, don't you?"

"Yes!"

Jin Chen answered directly.

Before Song Pojian could say anything, he answered again.

"But I want to win because I want the senior to stay in a more comfortable room; we've already won two rounds, so first place will definitely be ours."

He patted Song Pojian's shoulder, his tone somewhat soothing.

"So senior, please don't blame yourself!"

Song Pojian paused, then nodded, his eyes soft.

"Okay."

〖Oh my god, oh my god! This is the real Candy! Give it to me to crunch! 〗

〖Wuwuwuwu, as Shui Shui, I truly thank Jin Chen! Without forcing us to bend our backs just to win, Brother Song Pojian! 〗

"Game start, first group: Le Gui Lu and Chen Mo."

Both are teenage actors, at the peak of their physical condition; they only found it a bit strenuous when passing the third pole, but overall it looked very easy.

Wu Nian, who had previously filmed action scenes, passed easily, but Yang Yixian, with a stiff waist, couldn't get past the second pole no matter what.

Wu Nian also showed no other expression, still maintaining his camera smile.

The third group is Zhou Yan Nan and Xu Ling.

They were close together, bending their waists cautiously as they moved forward.

Xu Ling, afraid of falling, tightly gripped Zhou Yan Nan's arm.

"Don't let go of me! I'm scared!"

Zhou Yan Nan laughed a few times, "I won't let go, absolutely not!"

They were the noisiest, but they also stalled at the third pole without passing it.

The final group was Jin Chen and Song Pojian.

Although they were just getting through it, they still had to put on a show.

Jin Chen reached out his hand, but instead of grabbing Song Pojian's arm, he stretched behind, using his arm muscles to support his lower back,

"Senior, don't be afraid! I won't let you fall!"

Jin Chen soothed Song Pojian, letting him relax.

Feeling the warmth and touch at his lower back that wasn't his own, Song Pojian exhaled, relaxed himself, and slowly bent his waist.

The two moved very slowly as they passed the first pole.

Jin Chen constantly watched Song Pojian's expression; seeing that he showed no sign of pain, he finally felt relieved.