"Win, win, we've finally defeated the cannibals!"

"Hahaha...... Frog Oba also lost, and he was the best!"

Lee Ji-eun crossed his hands on his hips, looked up to the sky and laughed, like a cute sky-high madman. Feifei brandished the so-called whistleblower order he got from Li Ji-eun and jumped around triumphantly. After a while, the two little girls held hands and began to dance in circles.

"Hey, Xiao Qi, you really disappointed us. Deng Chao shook his head and sighed with disappointment on his face, "The organization has given you such a major task, you can easily believe the peach-colored spy who broke into the organization, you haven't seen through such a simple little scheme, go back and write a profound review of one million words!"

"......" looked speechlessly at what was going on only a minute ago, but now it was full of hindsight's "troll dynasty", Zhao Yongqi turned his anger into a high middle finger to vent the 100 million tons of contempt in his heart.

However, the troll Chao who calmly had the middle finger under his hand was in a good mood, and after a while, he even joined the circle dance of the little girls, and said with a happy smile in his mouth: "Lose, lose, Xiao Qi's bastard finally loses!"

"I found that I still want to compete with this group of pit goods in such a thing as the lower limit, which is simply the biggest mistake of this century!" Zhao Yongqi looked at the number of people speechlessly, as if he had won the World Cup, and the cheerful atmosphere was like winning the World Cup, and he only felt that his chest was so tight that he wanted to vomit blood.

Today, I don't know if it's the day when the Great Celestial Empire unified the whole universe, and there was a celebratory atmosphere in the entire program group. Not to mention the group of pit goods in the brotherhood, even the planning team is full of red faces, so they went to buy a few strings of firecrackers and ran to the door to put them all night.

Lu Hao patted Xu Rong's shoulder happily, not knowing whether it was comfort or showmanship, and said with a smug face: "Old Xu, your vision is bad." I'll pick up the bottle of aged Wuliangye at home in a few days. Hahaha......"

"Shameless old man!" Xu Rong, who rarely lost a gamble, scolded, feeling that he had won for a year, and he couldn't compare to losing once.

Anyway, the atmosphere of the program team is very good, the pit goods are in a good mood, Lu Hao's mood is also very good, except for Zhao Yongqi, who lost his hooves, and Xu Rong, who lost a good wine, everyone else seems to be in a good mood.

After watching the circle dance of all the pit goods except Zhao Yongqi for a while, Lu Hao's eyes rolled and he walked in front of Zhao Yongqi, who was feeling his nose and depressed, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said with a "pleasant face" "comfort": "Xiao Qi, don't mind, people, you will always fail, continue to work hard next time......!"

"Old man, do you want to eat fists?" Zhao Yongqi gritted his teeth and staggered out a few words from between his teeth. The smiling old face in front of him almost made him want to punch into a pulp.

The triumphant Lu Hao teased Zhao Yongqi for a long time, and finally left satisfied, and began to pick up his megaphone and record the final closing act.

"Everyone worked hard today, although Xiao Qi worked hard and was almost close to the truth, but in the end, it was the traitor's side that won. According to the agreement, in the next episode, you will have a great advantage, congratulations in advance. As soon as Lu Hao's smiling words fell, he heard a strange cheer from the pit goods, feeling as if they had won themselves.

"Brother Chao, Brother Chen, you wait. Zhao Yongqi raised his finger and pointed at the big boss of the pit cargo group, "Next time, I will definitely toss you to death!"

Trolls who have never been able to die without the heart of the Yellow River, and who will never shed tears when they see the coffin, even if the fist is in front of him, as long as it has not fallen on him, he will never be afraid, where would he pay attention to this level of verbal threat, but instead shook his brows and looked provocative, making Zhao Yongqi feel that he was about to go berserk.

At the end of the curtain, all the staff were ready to retreat from the bookstore, but before leaving, the staff still needed some time to tidy up the mess. Zhao Yongqi and others were also temporarily resting because the bus had not yet come.

To be honest, he was probably the most tired of all of them in today's recording. Not to mention the rest, just being chased by a group of people for more than an hour almost without interruption is enough to consume most of the physical strength. Supernumerary logistics are rarely spread out on deck chairs, and no less than five bottles of ice water alone can be drunk.

The program team naturally knew that Zhao Yongqi was really hard today, and Xiaotian and Zelin on the other side had already been lying on the ground panting like dead dogs, and they hadn't sat up yet. Even the other four VJs who were additionally assigned sat and rubbed the soles of their feet with bitter faces, obviously tired. Therefore, the logistics staff do not need to be instructed at all, and they are all speeding up, so that the finishing work can be completed earlier, and all employees can go back to rest earlier.

Relatively speaking, energetic little girls are different. Xiao Baozi was still the same as usual on the set, gently pinching Zhao Yongqi's shoulder, and laughing at him arguing with Deng Chao and others.

Feifei decided to take the whistleblower back with him, probably as a trophy to show off.

Li Zhien's little head didn't know what to think, once every three minutes, he stood in front of Zhao Yongqi with his hands crossed his waist and nostrils, and only asked one sentence: "Frog Oba, are people more powerful than you?"

"Come on, come on, in order to celebrate that today is the first time that Mr. Zhao Yongqi has been perfectly defeated since the start of the show, let's play the game of throwing high!"

As soon as the pit goods heard this, they immediately became interested, and a large group of people rushed up directly before Zhao Yongqi stood up, raised his arms and grabbed his thighs, and tossed him into the open space in an instant.

"Brother Chao, I don't share the sky with you!" Zhao Yongqi, who was dying in the end, reluctantly gave up twisting his body, and could only attack with meager and weak words.

However, all in vain.

Accompanied by the slogans of the pit goods, Zhao Yongqi, who had no ability to resist at all, was directly thrown high and repeated several times before he was put on the ground.

A little girl like Li Zhien naturally wants to join in the fun, but she knows that her strength is too small, so she can only laugh non-stop on the periphery. After Zhao Yongqi was put down, he squeezed in and showed off his pride with his delicate little face.

A group of people had enough fun, so naturally they slowly dispersed, and Zhao Yongqi, who was scolding, also walked towards his seat while counting the ruthlessness and injustice of the pit goods.

Xiao Baozi, who was following the crowd, walked past the field where he was throwing high, and accidentally saw a folded white paper fall to the ground. Curiously, he reached out and picked it up, and after opening it, he saw that it was written: The traitor is a trump card who can accurately grasp the chance of victory.

Her beautiful eyes lit up slightly, looking at the handsome back of the old waist who was fighting with Cheng He not far in front of her, Xiao Baozi's eyebrows and eyes were crooked and smiling, and he quietly put the piece of paper into his pocket......