This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

He had a bad feeling.

Losing to a guy is one thing, but what if he lost to Wen Yao, this delicate little girl...

Lu Anbo said arrogantly, "A good man doesn't fight with a woman. Besides, there's no point in us comparing."

Tsk.

If Lu Anbo were taken to the crematorium, he'd probably still be stubborn even after three days and three nights of cremation.

Gu Yan made a gesture of control, looking lazy:

"We only have a little bit of strength. My sister and I have nothing but a tiny bit of stubbornness."

In the third round, Fu Qianchuan will face Gu Yan.

Everyone felt that Fu Qianchuan's victory over Gu Yan was a foregone conclusion.

Unexpectedly, the two found themselves in a stalemate!

Gu Yan's face and neck turned completely red, and the veins on his forehead bulged out!

The viewers in the live stream were shocked!

Wow, is Gu Huaping really that strong?

[That's strange. Gu Yan doesn't seem weak at all, so how come he couldn't even lift a girl group idol back then?]

[A scumbag is a scumbag, just like a mentally ill person. Is it really so wrong of you to speculate that his thoughts aren't pure?]

If you can't compete in explosive power, you have to compete in endurance.

As time went on, Gu Yan was defeated.

"Hiss..." Gu Yan flexed his wrists and fingers. "Dude, you've got some skills."

Fu Qianchuan: "It was just a fluke, thank you for the concession."

Gu Yan: "No, no, no, buddy, you're too modest..."

Fu Qianchuan raised his eyes and fixed his gaze on Wen Yao: "Want to continue?"

Wen Yao was taken aback when she was suddenly called upon.

Her original intention was simply to prevent Lin Xinwei and Lu Anbo from becoming the team leader. As for whether Gu Yanying or Fu Qianchuan won, she didn't really care.

Lu Amber's eyes lit up: "Let's compete! We absolutely have to compete!"

Wasn't Wen Yao trying to pretend?

He wanted to see how she would pretend in front of Fu Qianchuan!

Wen Yao hesitated: "Do we really want to compete?"

Fu Qianchuan has already competed for two rounds. Even if she wins, it seems like her victory would be unfair.

Lu Anbo thought she was scared and provocatively asked, "Wen Yao, you're not scared, are you?"

Fu Wanzhou advised, "Uncle, why don't you let Yao Yao have the captain position?"

The silence of the audience was deafening.

No... the Crown Prince really, really loves it.

[Is the Crown Prince just a hopeless romantic? I'm really worried he'll be deceived by Wen Yao!]

[Wen is a scheming womanizer. She's not playing the green tea route, she's playing the tough guy route. Someone as cunning as her can't possibly outmaneuver the naive young master!]

...

Wen Yao was considering abstaining.

Fu Qianchuan seemed to see through her intention, his strong features remaining calm: "Going all out is the greatest respect you can show to your opponent."

Gu Yan, always eager for drama, shouted: "Sister! Go! Take him down!"

This really worried Fu Wanzhou.

"Have you even read Journey to the West? What's the difference between what you're saying and the Nine-Headed Insect ordering Benbo'erba to get rid of Tang Sanzang and his disciples?"

A burst of laughter erupted from the audience.

Wen Yao said, "Let's compete then."

She adjusted her skirt, half-squatted down inside the stacked backpack, and met Fu Qianchuan's deep, dark eyes. "No need, you can let me pass."

Fu Qianchuan's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile: "Yes, I'll do my best."

The difference in skin tone is obvious when the two hands are clasped together.

Fu Qianchuan wasn't dark-skinned; he had a healthy, rugged complexion, even fairer than most men.

Wen Yao was simply too fair-skinned; her skin was as white and delicate as cream, and it seemed to glow in the sunlight.

A rough, uncouth man who looked like he could kill a bull with a single punch.

A delicate little thing who can't even open a bottle cap.

Subconsciously, the audience didn't think Wen Yao could win; their focus had completely strayed off course.

Ah~ my husband and wife are holding hands again~~

Help! They were just arm wrestling, and I'm already a maggot in bed!

Am I the only one who thinks Uncle Fu wanted to hold hands with Yao Mei, which is why he asked her if she wanted to compete...?

Goodness, Uncle Fu looks so handsome with thick eyebrows and big eyes, I never expected him to be all wheat bran and black sesame filling!

Gu Yan placed his palm over their clasped hands to ensure fairness: "Ready, ready, go—"

He abruptly let go: "Start!"

In an instant, the smoke of battle filled the air.

At first, Lu Anbo was smug, but he soon stopped laughing.

Shouldn't Wen Yao have been instantly killed as soon as she showed her face?

Why hasn't Fu Qianchuan won her over after all this time?!

The guests present were all dumbfounded and amazed.

The viewers in the live stream were so shocked their eyes almost popped out!

[Holy crap?! Uncle Fu went easy on us?!]

[Screw you, didn't you see Uncle Fu's veins throbbing?]

Wen Yao looks so relaxed! What kind of superhumanly strong woman is she?!

[Gu Huaping, you call this a little bit awesome? Are you sure it's not a tiny bit?!]

--Yes.

Wen Yao has been a strong woman since she was a child.

When she was in kindergarten, a little boy pulled her braid, and she immediately hit him with a big slap, thus becoming famous overnight.

When Wen Yao was in elementary school, some thugs would come to collect protection money. Others would beg the thugs to hand over less pocket money, but when it came to Wen Yao, the thugs would kneel down and beg her to stop hitting them.

When Wen Yao was in junior high school, a poor student in her class was being bullied by a small group of people. Everyone else pretended not to see it, afraid of getting involved. Wen Yao went to the restroom, and when she came back, she dipped a mop in feces and poked anyone in it, and the small group screamed and dispersed on the spot.

Needless to say, in high school and college, Wen Yao has a sweet smile, but if you dare to mess with her, she'll turn into a female warrior in no time.

His hair was pulled out so much that he went bald.

However, she had never won against Fu Qianchuan in terms of strength.

Fu Qianchuan was naturally strong, and had undergone rigorous training.

If he hadn't competed in two rounds, especially since Gu Yan had worn him down, Wen Yao probably wouldn't have lasted this long.

But to outsiders, this scene is already incredible!

"Little sister! My darling sister! Go for it!" Gu Yanren was all fired up.

Emotions are contagious, and Yunxing also got excited: "Wen Yao! Go for it!"

How could the cheerleading squad be complete without Fu Wanzhou? He made a megaphone gesture with both hands: "Yao Yao, fly bravely! Yao fans will always be with you!"

Besides cheering Wen Yao on, he also couldn't resist teasing Fu Qianchuan: "Uncle! You have food in your teeth!"

Fu Qianchuan: "..."

He's such a good nephew of mine.

Relying on her natural strength, Wen Yao endured the strain for a long time until her hands ached.

Anyway, as long as Lu Anbo and Lin Xinwei don't become the team leader, it's fine if my ex-husband becomes the team leader.

Wen Yao, like a salted fish, gave up and twitched her fingertips slightly, preparing to unload her strength.

The man's strong, muscular body, hidden beneath his down jacket, suddenly trembled, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, a restrained yet powerful tremor.

Wen Yao keenly sensed his unusual behavior and seized the opportunity to exert her strength—

Swish!

The man's large hand was pressed down by the girl's small hand!

The scene was silent for two seconds, then screams and cheers erupted!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The comments section in the live stream was flooded with messages!

【! 】

[They've released so much water it's like the Pacific Ocean!]

[It's already the beginning of autumn, how come there's still bamboo shoots? Are you out of your mind?]

What would the Teletubbies be called without their antennas? Teletubbies are the best!!

Excuse me, everyone, is my wife making a fool of herself?