PDLP Chapter 118 Fan base explodes, Running Man takes off!
Chapter 118 Fan base explodes, Running Man takes off!
The countdown ended with the game over in the last second.
The scene switches back.
Water Cube.
The azure pool shimmered with a dreamlike glow under the night lights, and the membrane structure of the dome resembled a giant blue heart, enveloping the spacious grandstand for 17,000 people.
Later, a line of small white text was added to the upper left corner of the image.
[Second Challenge: Water High Jump]
The background music has changed; it's no longer the high-energy, competitive style of the first half, but a light and upbeat track with splashing water sounds.
The footage of eight people having a water fight in the pool was the first thing shown.
Slow-motion footage of Deng Chao being pushed into the water by Chen He.
Slow-motion footage of Chen He being thrown into the swimming pool by Shen Teng and Li Chen.
A still image of two drenched people staring at each other in the water.
A line of decorative text was added later.
【Brothers in Misfortune - Poolside Limited Edition】
A residential community in Chaoyang District, Beijing.
In the living room, the family of three remained in the same position as in the first half of the game.
Dad was lounging on the sofa, having long since put down the remote control he was holding.
Mom sat cross-legged, with half a plate of melon seeds on the coffee table in front of her.
The twelve-year-old daughter lay face down on the carpet, her chin resting on a cushion.
"Mom, this show is so good!"
"Hmm, don't talk, just watch."
On the screen, Chen He attempts to jump over the horizontal bar for the first time.
He bounced up by stepping on Li Chen's shoulders.
The waist went too far, and the foot got caught.
The person and the pole were smashed into the water.
In post-production, they gave him a close-up shot of him emerging from the water.
His hair was smeared all over his face, his mouth was open, and a trickle of water clung to the corner of his mouth.
【Toad Style Kung Fu - Peak from the Debut】
The daughter laughed so hard she rolled off the carpet.
"Hahaha, he's so pitiful!"
Mom laughed and slapped her thigh.
"Is this Chen He the same person who wore those cactus shorts in the first half?"
Even Dad smiled, which was rare for him.
"When did CCTV start having programs like this? It's better than the Spring Festival Gala."
Then came Shen Teng's "sonic attack".
In the scene, Shen Teng stands on the steps by the pool, holding a megaphone and shaking his head expressionlessly.
"There's only one mother in the world who's good..."
That tune.
One section higher and one section lower.
No further processing was done.
The original audio is enough.
A shared apartment in Hongkou District, Shanghai.
Two nurses who had just finished their night shift squeezed together in front of a small 14-inch television.
When Shen Teng's words, "Hey...you demon, don't run away!" came from the TV, one of the nurses was drinking yogurt.
Yogurt sprayed out of my nostrils.
"What kind of rubbish is he singing?!"
Another nurse was laughing so hard she curled up into a ball, her fingers trembling as she pointed at the screen.
"Look at Wang Baoqiang's heel... he brushed the club! He was just a hair's breadth away!"
The crossbar is wobbling.
Left, right, left, it's gone.
Both nurses screamed at the same time.
"Ah! It fell!"
"Shen Teng's sonic attack was so despicable! Hahahaha!"
The game continues.
After the water high jump, the camera pans to an empty shot of the Water Cube.
Blue lights, azure pool, empty stands.
The background music fades out slowly.
Then......
The screen went black.
Utter darkness, without a single ray of light.
At the same moment, all the viewers watching television felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Two seconds later, the screen lit up.
Bird's Nest, night view.
The steel dome gleamed with a cold, silvery light under the moonlight.
Seventeen thousand empty seats remained silent.
The wind squeezed through the gaps in the steel structure, making a low, mournful sound.
The ambient sound was amplified three times in post-production.
Then the final showdown began.
As the game progressed, everyone went to find the gold medal.
After a period of time.
Suddenly, the loudspeaker blared.
The voice, processed by a voice changer, poured out from the TV speakers.
Deep, cold, inhuman.
"Attention everyone!"
"From now on, a special participant will be added to the venue."
"The bell-ringer".
In the living room of that family of three in Beijing.
My twelve-year-old daughter stopped smiling.
She hugged the cushion to her chest and shrank closer to the sofa.
"Dad, is this a horror movie?"
Dad sat up straight too.
"Don't be afraid... this is a variety show."
But he also lowered his voice.
The lights suddenly went out.
The sound of a bell came from the television.
Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong.
The image shows a close-up of Chen He's face.
Pupil dilation.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
No fancy text was added later.
No need.
Fear itself is the best caption.
The daughter grabbed her mother's arm.
"mom!"
Chengdu, a male dormitory at a university.
Six people were watching a live stream on a laptop.
During the first half, their laughter attracted the attention of the dorm rooms next door.
Now, the twelve people are huddled together in complete silence.
On the screen, Shen Teng had just opened the door.
A dark figure stood outside the door.
Mask, bell.
Holy crap!
A boy jumped up from his chair.
Rip! The name tag was torn off.
"Shen Teng, OUT."
The dormitory exploded.
"This is so exciting! Is this a domestically produced variety show?!"
"Who's the one ringing the bell? They're so strong!"
"Holy crap, Chen He got torn up too! Two in two minutes!"
Then comes the baby.
They were let off the hook first.
They were then ambushed again.
"You're lying! You said you'd let me go!"
The moment the baby's tears fell on the screen, the comment section... no, there were no comments in 2009.
However, there is discussion about it on Baidu Tieba.
The "Run, China!" forum on Baidu Tieba.
Post title: [Live Discussion] The person who used the bell is going too far!
The baby cried!!!
First floor: I feel so sorry for the baby!
The person who rang the bell said they would let her go, but then came back and tore it up!
That's terrible!
Second floor: But Baby is so beautiful, she looks good even when she cries.
Third floor: Wait, who exactly is the one who rings the bell?
I feel very strong.
Fourth floor: Whoever it was, I'll remember that he made the baby cry.
Fifth floor: I agree with the comment above, but I have to say... this part is so good!
It's both funny and heartbreaking!
The post receives over a dozen replies per second.
The server is lagging again.
But the real climax is yet to come.
Bird's Nest Lawn.
moonlight.
Three against one.
Li Chen, Deng Chao, and Wang Baoqiang faced the bell-ringer.
The footage of Wang Baoqiang being instantly killed was edited using a three-camera montage.
The camera was positioned directly in front of Wang Baoqiang, who reached out to block the shot.
The side-view camera captured Chen Yang's feint.
The moment the name tag was torn off was captured from the back of the camera.
Three angles, seamlessly connected.
The whole process took less than three seconds.
The scene of Deng's copy being torn up was even more shocking.
He lunged forward, but Chen Yang used the momentum to roll away and bounce up to get behind him.
This scene was later edited into a 0.7x slow-motion sequence.
It was accompanied by a tense melody played purely on the piano.
*Sizzle*, "Deng Chao, OUT!"
Changsha, Hunan TV.
In the variety show department's office, five people were gathered around a television.
No one spoke.
On the screen, Li Chen and the bell-ringer collide head-on on the lawn.
The two people grabbed each other by the back.
A contest of strength.
The fabric is torn.
The two of them squatted down at the same time, clutching their chests.
The deputy director didn't even notice the cigarette ash falling from his hand onto his trouser leg.
The head of the variety show department standing next to him looked very unhappy.
It's not because the show is bad.
It's because it's too good.
"This game design..." The director's voice was a little dry.
"Why can't we do it?"
The deputy director did not respond.
He stared at the screen, watching Li Chen finally tear off the name tag of the bell-ringer.
Look at all the MCs rushing up to cheer.
As the lights come on, the Bird's Nest dome unfolds in the frame.
"It's not a question of whether it's possible to do it or not."
He put out his cigarette.
"It's something we've never thought of in this direction."
The office remained quiet for a long time.
Hangzhou.
Zhejiang Blue TV Variety Department.
A young director watched the entire performance of "The Bell Ringer" and put down his notebook.
"Is this still a variety show?"
His colleague next to him looked at him.
He pointed to the post-credits scene playing on the screen.
The Running Man cast members wore tight-fitting clothes and handed out flyers on the subway.
Deng's bright red bodysuit stood out conspicuously in the subway car.
Wang Baoqiang was surrounded by elderly women handing out flyers.
Baby was being chased by female office workers asking about skincare products.
"Look at how this is finished."
The director adjusted his glasses.
"The front is the adrenaline of competition, the back is the everyday life of ordinary people."
"They've grasped both the tension and the relaxation perfectly."
His voice grew softer and softer.
"How do we fight?"
No one answered.
End credits.
The scene cuts from a subway car to a distant view of the Bird's Nest.
The setting sun cast its golden rays upon the steel structure, filling the entire scene with golden light.
The intro to the theme song "Superhero" began to play.
Behind-the-scenes footage begins to scroll.
Wang Baoqiang grinned barefoot on the acupressure mat, then the next second he put his arm around Deng Chao's shoulder and laughed.
Shen Teng was drinking water against the wall when Chen He suddenly startled him from behind, causing him to spray water all over the floor.
Baby squatted by the pool, poking the water with her finger, and smiled, revealing her dimples.
Li Chen was stretching alone in a corner when Zheng Kai secretly added three spoonfuls of salt to his water cup.
Liu Xiang stood on the Bird's Nest track, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
Every frame of the behind-the-scenes footage is a genuine snapshot taken during breaks in the recording process.
There was no staged photo.
There was no script.
It's all true.
In living rooms across the country, countless people stared at their screens even after the end credits rolled, reluctant to change the channel.
Tianya Entertainment Gossip Section.
The post title is refreshing like crazy.
"I've finished watching! I feel so empty! When will the next episode air?!"
"I'm a straight guy who never watches variety shows, but today I laughed for an hour and a half and was nervous for another half hour."
"The bell-ringer was actually the director himself! Is this director crazy?! But I like it!"
"Chen He, the cactus, is the nation's source of laughter. I nominate him."
"Baby is so beautiful and hardworking. I feel sorry for her when she was scammed."
"Li Chen, the 'Big Black Bull,' is amazing! He tore the director's clothes off by himself!"
V-Blog.
The hashtag #RunningManChinaPremiere# garnered over 15 million views within 30 minutes of the show ending.
#LiChenTheBigBlackBull# rose to second place on the trending topics list.
#HeartacheForBaby# Fourth.
#Chen He Cactus# Fifth.
#Who is the bell-ringer? #Seventh
......
V-Bo servers experienced their first brief lag since launch.
The technology department expanded its capacity overnight.
It's 11 p.m.
The marketing departments of three sports brands and two fast-moving consumer goods brands have started calling CCTV's investment promotion department overnight.
They were all asking the same question.
"Are there any product placements available in the next episode? How much are they asking for?"
Macau.
The Presidential Suite at The Venetian.
The end credits have finished.
The suite was silent for several seconds.
Then Deng was the first to break the silence.
"Awesome."
Two words.
No embellishment.
Shen Teng nodded.
"The post-production team is really amazing; the editing is even better than the acting."
Wang Baoqiang was still laughing.
"The caption accompanying my clay figurine picture is really mean, but I like it."
Zheng Kai squatted next to the sofa and scrolled through his phone.
On his Nokia's small screen, his V-Blog page was rapidly counting down the days.
"My Weibo followers...gained 80,000 in half an hour?"
His voice changed.
"That can't be right, can it?"
Chen He leaned over to take a look and immediately pulled out his phone.
It swiped for two seconds.
"I'll give you 120,000!"
He jumped up.
"I have 40,000 more than you! Long live the cactus!"
Zheng Kai rolled his eyes at him.
"What you're doing is trading social media for traffic, what's there to be proud of?"
"Traffic is traffic! Who cares where it came from!"
Baby nestled in the corner armchair, holding her phone in both hands, her eyes shining brightly.
She didn't say anything.
But the corners of his mouth were always turned up.
Li Chen was the last to check his phone.
He opened Weibo and froze for a full five seconds.
"What's wrong with Brother Chen?"
Deng Chao leaned closer.
Li Chen turned his phone around.
On the screen, his Weibo follower count is jumping at a visible speed.
150,000.
160,000.
170,000.
Deng Chao gasped.
"Brother Chen, are you about to take off?"
Li Chen flipped his phone over and placed it face down on his lap, his ears turning red again.
"Stop...stop looking."
Deng Chao stared at him for three seconds.
Then he said something to Li Chen.
The sound wasn't loud, but everyone heard it.
"Li Chen, we made the right choice coming to this show."
Li Chen nodded.
Shen Teng, unusually, didn't respond. He simply leaned back on the sofa and squinted at Chen Yang.
The curve of his lips revealed genuine admiration.
Baby hugged the cushion and secretly glanced at Chen Yang.
His profile was illuminated by the lights of Macau outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, revealing clean and sharp features.
She quickly looked away and glanced down at her phone.
My inner monologue started popping up again.
Ok.
They're really good at making TV shows.
But lying is truly evil.
......
P.S.: Seeing everyone's love for Stephen Chow makes me both happy and apprehensive. I'm worried the plot won't be well-written, but I promise I'll put my heart into it because I love Stephen Chow! The next chapter is the recording of the third episode. Welcome to watch!