CHAPTER 64: CHAPTER 64: THE MASTER OF NUANCED TEASING

They quickly regrouped, and even Shu Ran turned back to encourage them with a word.

On the second attempt, they changed formation, with two girls sitting on the sides and three boys in the middle.

Mu Qiu and Guan Yu remained lying down, like two lazy bears adding stability to the roller, still not needing to move.

Shu Ran tried propelling with her toes again, and this time took less time than before, quickly swinging to a height reachable by the people behind.

Cheng Zhirang, Shi Yuhuai, and Li Yang simultaneously pushed the swing.

But anyone familiar with swings knows that if a strong force is applied before the swing completes its backward arc, the person sitting on it will shudder violently, like a car hitting a rumble strip, losing its original speed and direction.

The swing was pushed askew, and Shu Ran wasn’t swung out as they intended; instead, she deviated from the normal path and swung directly to the left.

"Ah ah ah!!"

Shu Ran’s scream echoed above the workshop, then wavered over the foam pit below, her butt leaving the seat due to the swing, sitting on air!

She could only hold the ropes on both sides to maintain her weight, but this couldn’t last long.

The few people behind were shocked, and Li Yang shouted in panic: "Sister Shu Ran, hold tight! Be careful!"

Holding tight is useless, Shu Ran couldn’t even complain, struggling to hang on to the swing for a moment, her hands hurt too much, so she had to close her eyes and let go, jumping down herself.

This jump was outrageous, and the comments were immediately taken over by Shufu Jia.

[Damn, are they crazy?! Why push so hard?!]

[Just letting Shu Ran sit there is one thing, she’s afraid but knows she’s implicated everyone, but this is too much]

[I wanted to say earlier, they don’t even listen to this sister]

[That’s because your sister doesn’t fit in]

[But to be fair, that push was indeed a bit much]

[They didn’t expect it to be like this, isn’t the rule just to push?]

[The manager is a fucking idiot too, getting Shu Ran on such a program, it’s all targeting her!]

[Bloodsucking company, didn’t you know? Sister’s really been forcibly changed a lot]

[This show is just crap, if it wants to go, let it go, babbling nonsense]

[They’re targeting Shu Ran!]

[Wow, so some brainless Shufu Jia want to fire at our Cheng Zhi, huh? Did Brother Cheng kick her?]

[So high! Ah ah ah, I’m so heartbroken!]

[Letting a female guest do that, isn’t it bad?]

[Since the broadcast started, especially this episode, how many people mock our family? The production team doesn’t care, others just pretend not to hear!]

[So you want Changtong to step in and stand up for your sister?]

[Hahaha, I’m fucking laughing, Changtong should just change people]

[Of those three pushing her, which one isn’t more valuable than your sister? Does your family only have brain-dead fans and not rational fans?]

[Yangyang spoke up first, okay, no one wanted this]

The comments were a mess, and the hashtag clash was even stronger. Shu Ran’s fans wouldn’t accept Shu Ran suffering without a good name, cursing relentlessly, and the other three’s fans weren’t pushovers either, especially Li Yang’s fans, having just become fans not long ago, were in an energetic phase, directly hitting hot search with Shu Ran’s fans.

As for Shi Yuhuai’s fans, they weren’t particularly numerous, nor very combative, but the title of t-stage king made them fearless against these rumors, while Cheng Zhi was even more ruthless, opting for a tactical retreat approach.

Since your family thinks my brother is wrong, then say sorry, in the future my Brother Cheng won’t touch it, let your sister’s swing sway by itself.

Goodness gracious, Shufu Jia was so angry they were speechless.

Meanwhile, in the program.

Shu Ran fell into the foam pit below, and the people on the roller promptly abandoned the hard climb onto the roller and lay on the high platform calling out to her.

"Sister Shu Ran! Are you alright?!"

"Did you get hurt anywhere?"

Even the stone-hearted straight man Shi Yuhuai inquired.

"Are you okay?"

Below, Shu Ran struggled to get up, her eyes red, her voice choked, yet still strongly saying: "I’m fine, don’t worry about me. I’ll be up soon."

Mu Qiu felt a physiological discomfort from these words.

She had written a novel with not-quite-right three views, featuring a female lead dedicated to studying the daily life of white lotuses and green tea bitches. To write this character well, she’d accumulated a lot of green tea sayings through various means.

I’m fine, don’t worry about me — this sentence would definitely be prominent on the green-speak list.

When normal people say it, it’s normal, but when some people say it, it just has a tea flavor.

Perhaps Shu Ran’s program effect kind of emotion came up again, Mu Qiu silently pondered for two seconds and suggested to the people beside her.

"How about I go on the swing this time? I actually tried a high-altitude swing once before."

Honestly, she really didn’t want to live in this awkward tea-flavored atmosphere anymore.

The others exchanged glances and agreed to her request.

Guan Yu also said, "Since you played before, do you have any experience? I now feel that pushing a swing is a technical job."

Mu Qiu tilted her head thinking, "No."

"......"

"As long as you sit steady, the swing shouldn’t be a big issue; trying a few times to find the feel also works. I think we should pass quickly; the roller is the real problem to solve," Shi Yuhuai suddenly analyzed, "We need to find a way to make it less easy to move."

"Brother Huai, do you have an idea?" Li Yang asked.

"I just looked at the sides of the roller, there’s a section not wrapped in foam, revealing the drum inside, we can stabilize that drum."

Guan Yu listened intently, "How to stabilize it?"

Cheng Zhirang picked up the suit thrown aside, "We can use clothes."

Stuffing clothes into the drum’s edge can increase friction, making it harder for the drum to move the roller around easily.

Cheng Zhirang wrapped the suit around and tucked it into the exposed metal drum, "Now for the other side."

"I can provide clothes!" Guan Yu happily ripped off her imitation "mink coat," the cotton-padded and faux fur-looking fabric was actually just stuck on, wrapped around in a circle.

Both sides were wrapped, and the frightened Shu Ran just managed to climb back onto the high platform, looking weak but still eager to contribute to the team.

"Is it time to start the second attempt?"

Cheng Zhirang shook his head, "This round, let Mu Qiu go up, you join us in pushing."

Shu Ran looked at Mu Qiu in surprise: "Really? You’re going up? Aren’t you scared?"

Scared, so you should go up instead.

Mu Qiu held back from blurting this out and replied, "It’s okay, I’m not too afraid of this."

"Then it’s decided," Guan Yu joined their conversation with a smile, "Let’s start quickly, I have a feeling that the end bell for the second-round contest is about to ring. If by the third round we haven’t completed it, then this individual battle is truly a failure."