Battle Five Scum Counterattack Collection [Quick Transmigration]

You Bin is simply a professional cheerleader, and the people who led the auditorium began to cheer Jing Ming up.

"Jingming, Jingming, you are the best~Jingming, Jingming, you are the strongest~" You Bin found two hand towels from nowhere, jumped and yelled on the stage, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Bai Hong glanced at Jing Ming, who was earnestly doing warm-up exercises, and snorted coldly with disdain, but forgot that they were all listening in real time. Although the sound was very small, some people still heard the discordant voice. To his disdainful expression.

Gao Yang, who was recording under the stage, happened to record this scene.

"Then I'm coming." Jing Ming made a few simple movements, flexed his muscles and bones, nodded to the camera, and made a gesture of getting ready to start.

"Come on, come on, come on!" Meng Yun was infected by his seriousness, and even shouted after You Bin, waving his arms.

The floor of the studio is very slippery, and the running distance is limited, but this does not greatly restrict Jingming's performance. After all, he is not challenging the limit. He ran to the springboard in a few steps, jumped hard, and left with his right leg The ground leaned back, drew a graceful arc, and landed lightly on the mat.

"Wow! It worked!" Meng Yun took the lead in applauding, looked back at the big screen and said, "The director asked us to watch the slow-motion replay."

If it is normal to say that Jing Ming's movements are full of explosive power and make people's eyes bright, then when the slow motion is played, everyone can see how elegant Jing Ming's movements are and how expressive his expressions are in just a few seconds. Calm, there is no tendency to collapse in the expression from the beginning to the end.

"Jingming, your idol burden is too heavy!" You Bin jumped off the rest platform, couldn't help but patted Jingming's shoulder a few times, and complained: "It's like a movie that has been refined frame by frame. Screen! Don’t tell me, you were actually an athlete before!”

"No, no, I'm an ordinary person who has studied for more than ten years." Jing Ming quickly waved his hands and said modestly, "It's just that I have always insisted on exercising, and I have some talent in this area."

The slow motion was replayed three times. Every time Jing Ming jumped over the pole, he could cause a burst of exclamation, because the height of his jump was obviously too much higher than the pole. Let alone 1.8 meters, even two meters seemed passable. .

"This game is unplayable!" Zhang Xingshao frowned and shook his head repeatedly, complaining to Jing Ming, "We have known each other for so long, and you have never told us that you are so good at high jumps! If I had known about the program team's private division, I will try to get into your group, hey...my Hawaii! My big villa! My swimming pool! My exotic food!!!"

"Hahahahahaha, brother Zhang, you deserve it! When you were in the team, you insisted that there were too many girls and the combat power was too low." You Bin laughed so hard that he couldn't help but slapped his thigh, hugging Jingming and refusing to let go.

"Fuck you!" Zhang Xingshao rolled his eyes, smashed the handkerchief in his hand to You Bin's face, and said in disgust, "At the beginning you said that you were raising the overall performance of the team, but in the end it was not that you lowered the team's score. score."

Bo Hong watched them teasing each other, warming up silently but no one cared about it, the difference from the picture just now was too big, and he was very angry.

"Okay, okay, Bo Hong is going to start jumping, but Bo Hong, do you want to challenge a higher one? Maybe you can come back against the wind." Seeing that the competition has reached its climax, Meng Yun encouraged this Bo Hong to try even higher. If Bai Hong insisted on a higher meter, it would be the same as admitting defeat.

"1.8 meters five!" Bai Hong gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, intending to challenge his limit on the stage. If he jumped the same number of meters as Jing Ming, even if he succeeded, it would be a playoff. Seeing Jing Ming's appearance just now, it is more than enough to go up. , simply add a little more, and you can win by jumping over.Bo Hong thought to himself, he didn't have a springboard in high jump before, but this time with the help of a springboard, he might be able to break his own record.

"Wow!!! Come on, Bohong, come on, Bohong~" Everyone was very happy to see the excitement, and couldn't help but start booing together, no matter which team it was, they all started clapping and applauding.

Jing Ming also clapped his hands, looking like he was watching the show, making Bo Hong enjoy being sought after by everyone, while hating his teeth itching, why didn't he think that his manager was so annoying before?It really gets annoying the more you look at it!

Bai Hong took a deep breath and strode forward. Unfortunately, when he jumped, he didn't step on the front end of the springboard accurately, but stepped on the middle. Although he jumped very high, yes, his head passed, but the pole directly Knocked down by his chest, he fell on the mat with the pole.

"What a pity, what a pity." Meng Yun shook his head, trotted to help Bo Hong up, seeing his uneasy expression, and asked worriedly, "Did the pole rest on your chest when you fell just now? If you feel uncomfortable, take a break."

"No." Bo Hong's complexion was indeed bad, but it wasn't because it was delayed, but because he was angry that he didn't win Jingming, and the tone of his words was not very good, because this is the recording site of the program, and Meng Yun offended him again. Those who are sorry can only bear the dissatisfaction in their hearts and add, "It doesn't hurt too much. You don't need to rest. It's just a bifurcation."

Meng Yun has seen so many people, they are just like human beings, how can he not see that Bo Hong is just competitive?But for the effect of the program, he will not make things difficult for Bo Hong, but his attitude is a little more indifferent than before, and he doesn't always pay attention to whether Bo Hong will be ignored by others, and occasionally saying something to make a stalk will not cause trouble. Cold but not enthusiastic, Meng Yun is not without temper, no one likes to be angered by others for no reason.

"Then our sunny team won this game!" Meng Yun drew a big check mark for his team on the scoreboard, seeming very proud.

"Hey! Let me explain the rules of the second game~" You Bin suddenly appeared next to Meng Yun with an inscription card, and made a funny expression at the camera, "Look at the field over there, see this Familiar props, have you already guessed what we are going to compete in the second game? That’s right! After a while, all members of the two teams will play, stand on the square at 1 minute, make the prescribed gestures and take pictures. The team with the most people counts for one point and wins two out of three rounds, so you must show your face~"

Jing Ming walked to the other side of the stage with everyone, took off his shoes and stood on the sponge mat, glanced at the one-meter-square sponge cube without any expression, but turned to look at Lin Xuan and Hu Shi, listening to their serious discussion Tactical, and then showed a smirk.

"Huh?" You Bin noticed Jing Ming's smile, and asked with some doubts, "Jing Ming, what are you laughing at?"

"No, it's nothing." Jing Ming shook his head, then said with a smile, "You'll know in a while."

Bo Hong stood at the farthest point of Jingming, seeing all the cameras were aimed at Jingming, couldn't help showing a disgusted expression, rolled his eyes and gave Jingming a look, although Chang Huan soon saw and stopped him, But anyone with a discerning eye already knew that Bo Hong and Jing Ming were at odds.

Soon, everyone knew what Jing Ming meant.

The program team had just finished making the prescribed hand gestures, when a whistle sounded, everyone rushed up, only Jing Ming walked up unhurriedly behind, one with each hand, and pulled down when he caught it, the movements were very powerful, all of them were For men, it can be said that one man is in charge of the bottom. Bai Hong, Zhang Xingshao, and Chang Huan would be dragged down every time they stood up for less than a second.

Bo Hong was dragged down by Jing Ming once and twice, and he grew a mind. When he was dragged down again, he used both legs to launch himself out, pretending to be thrown out of the venue viciously by Jing Ming, and even rolled around a few times. , fell to the ground hard, and when he stopped, he had thrown out the cushion and lay on the cold floor.

"Are you okay?" Chang Huan has been paying attention to Bo Hong and Jing Ming, for fear of causing trouble. What is it, I'm afraid it's going to blackmail the crew and affect the ratings.

"It's okay." Bo Hong's eyes fixed on Jing Ming, seeing that he didn't even turn his head or look at himself, the anger in his heart became even bigger, "You go up, I'll guard Jing Ming."

"This is just a game, don't take it too seriously." Chang Huan ran two steps forward, turned his head hesitantly and told Bo Hong.

"I know what's in my heart." Bo Hong waved his hands perfunctorily, patted his buttocks, stood up, and rushed towards Jingming.

"Countdown! Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

When the countdown sounded, Bo Hong didn't react at all, he was thrown away by Jing Ming, and he cleverly pushed him to roll two or three times. Xi squeezed down.

What's more, Jing Ming didn't know whether it was because he was too aggressive or he was too lazy to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. He directly pushed all the entangled people off the square, stood on the spot alone, and made the prescribed gestures.

"time up!"

Jing Ming bent his knees and jumped off the cube, with a smirk on his face, he helped his teammates up.

"Jingming, you are too bad!" Lin Xuan couldn't help but punch Jingming's shoulder with a small fist. Just now she was dealing with Ye Lei with Hu Shi, when she suddenly felt a push from behind, and she fell down irresistibly, if it wasn't for the fall When Meng Yun and You Bin reacted, they were about to fall to both sides, and they probably were about to roll into a ball.

"Cool! Hahahahahahaha." You Bin looked at the final photo displayed on the screen, laughed, pointed to the screen and said to Jing Ming, "Did you plan to push us all down from the beginning, and then take pictures by yourself Already!"

"I have such a plan." Jing Ming nodded without hesitation.

"Wow, Jingming, you are so good at catching the camera." Hu Shi looked at Jingming in the photo with some envy, then pointed to the bottom left, and said, "The top of this head is mine, only I have combed ball head. I couldn't find any of my feet, and was completely pushed down by Xuanxuan."

"These are my feet hahahahaha!" Qu Xi pointed at those feet facing the sky in the camera, laughing uncontrollably.

"Jingming! What kind of hatred, what kind of resentment, staring at the three of us, we have been dragged down by you at least five times!" Zhang Xingshao and Chang Huan grabbed Jingming from left to right, held him in front of the screen, and pointed to the The black ball complained, "We were all thrown out of the picture by you! Only Chang Huan's pair of black socks are still in the picture, why don't you use so much force! Finally, I rolled four times before stopping Down."

"Throw it farther away, so as to save you from running too fast and then come back, I won't be able to take a single photo." Jing Ming didn't feel any guilt at all, he knew how much effort he used to throw Zhang Xingshao and Chang Huan's He always used skillful energy, and took advantage of the momentum to roll a few times. As a result, Bo Hong was a little miserable. He was picked up by both hands and thrown out. After rolling a few times, he collapsed face down on the ground, and then Zhang Shaoxing He Chang Huan rolled over and pressed on him, deeply felt the feeling of the floor mat once, but it would never hurt. Jing Ming's attack was also at a blind spot of the camera, and no one else noticed except Bo Hong.

"Hmm... I have old arms and legs. Let me go next time. Let's take a photo together, shall we?" Meng Yun moved closer, pinching Jing Ming's shoulders like a dog, trying to hug his thigh.

"OK."

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The next one hundred chapters, send red envelopes to celebrate, and... Maybe this world is more suitable for fattening?The rhythm is too slow, it will be a bit boring to watch separately