Explosive Filial Piety Is Like Thunder: Son, Please Stop Talking

When Wang Yang woke up, he saw that the little lamb was sleeping soundly with his arms and legs spread out, and he had been squeezed to the edge of the bed, almost falling off.

He got up lightly, went to open other people's doors, and woke them up.

The little tadpole was wrapped around Zhang Ke's arm like an octopus. Even though he was the first to wake up, he was the last to come out.

On the bed, Lin Chen didn't open his eyes. The eyeballs moved under his eyelids, but they didn't open.

"Lin Chen hasn't been woken up?" Wang Yang spoke in an annoyed voice.

Li Siyuan glanced back, and also replied angrily: "Probably not.

"Let's go, there are still twenty minutes." Wang Yang looked at his watch and pointed to the door.

Li Siyuan knew that Lin Chen was terribly tired last night, and was afraid that he would wake him up if he made any movement, so he simply stepped on the ground with his shoes on and bare feet, walked outside the door and closed the door lightly with "847" lightly. wear shoes.

The audience in the live broadcast room also began to wake up, and they were immediately moved when they saw this scene.

"Although Lin Chen and his son always hate each other, they really care about each other. Every time they inadvertently stuff a handful of sensational strawberry candies."

"It's my mother. That's right. My mother opened a mobile breakfast stall. When she was a child, she was always worried about waking me up. Every time she got up quietly, she went to the kitchen to work. She was afraid of waking me up. Even the door of the kitchen was closed. It was closed, and I was sweating in the heat, and if I hadn't woken up once at night, I might not have found out until now."

"This kind of father-son relationship is really enviable. Only those who have children understand the love of their children!"

It was very deserted outside, you could hear the sound of waves hitting the beach in the distance, occasionally a car would pass by, and the street lamps emitted orange lights alone.

Director Wang held a big speaker in his hand, and behind him was a circle of staff from the program team.

The dream team is the closest to them, and other teams have also come over one after another.

"What are you doing this late at night?" Huanhuan's father from the third team pulled on his slippers, yawned loudly, and said dissatisfiedly.

His voice was particularly abrupt in this quiet environment, as if someone took the lead, and others began to express their dissatisfaction.

Director Wang kept a straight face, and he didn't look at his watch until the fathers calmed down and continued to wait.

The beach was very cold in the early morning, and few of the fathers came out wearing thick clothes. After all, it was not very cold at the moment, and they all woke up from the cold after standing for a while.

"Okay, it's time." Director Wang looked at the last time on his watch, and his eyes fell on the fathers.

Everyone tacitly stood up according to the teams. The dream team and the second team have already stood with six people, while the fourth team has only five people, and the third team has only the master.

"Let's take a look at each other and see if anyone in your team has not arrived." Director Wang raised the horn, and the sound reached everyone's ears.

The people in the fourth team looked at each other, and soon found that No. 3 father was not here, and they huddled together: "We are all here."

The third team came halfway, and they couldn't hide it no matter how hard they tried, and they saw that they had come, but the others didn't, so they were all angry, and called names directly: "Daddy Tiantian of our team, Kaikai's father and No. 22's father did not come.

Seeing the performance of each team in the live broadcast room, they began to comment one after another.

"The third team is too disunited, isn't it? I didn't see that the fourth team would cover up their teammates, but they were fine, and they directly called out "there is no team spirit at ten o'clock."

"It's me, I'm also angry, why are they not here because everyone is in the same team?"

"The fourth team is too naive, isn't it? There are only 24 people in total, and they are divided into four groups to stand up. No matter how many six heads can't be counted, this is still a cover?"

Director Wang asked the staff to call the rest of the fathers who didn't come, and ignored them, and started to announce directly.

"Today we are going to give the babies a task. The fathers go to various scenic spots to act as cultural staff. The babies have to wash and dress themselves, and find their father within two hours. If they can't find it, the challenge will fail. , there is no event funding!"

"If you find Dad within half an hour, you can get 200 yuan for the activity; if you find it within an hour, you can get 100 yuan; if you find it within one and a half hours, you can get 50 yuan; if you find it after one and a half hours, you can only get 20 yuan." Yuan!"

"If you fail this challenge, you will not be eliminated."

"The overall penalty for the late team can only be selected at the end, and can only be grasped."

"The first team to arrive at the meeting point is the first team. Now the first team chooses the profession to play first, and the second team arrives second, so the second team chooses the profession to play.

As soon as the program rules were announced, the audience in the live broadcast room began to discuss again.

"It's fair, but I don't know how to play yesterday's travel challenge. Didn't I just review it today?"

"If you want to replay, you have to wait for the children to arrive, right? It should be summed up with today's looking for dad.

"This rule is quite fair. Those who arrive late have no right to choose, first come first."

At this time, Li Siyuan, as the nominal captain of the dream team, began to ask: "Is it a blind selection or an unambiguous selection?"

"Of course it's a blind selection."

"Then what's the difference between this and drawing lots?" Old Wei was dissatisfied.

How does this priority look like a game?

Director Wang announced with a smile: "But the first team to arrive can have a clue."

Got a clue? The Dream Team got an instant lift.

At this time, the staff had already moved the four human-shaped vertical boards, and the backs of the vertical boards faced the participating fathers.

Dads can only guess by looking at their backs.

"The figure from the back of No. 1 should be wearing a fisherman's hat."

"No. 3 also wears a hat, but I don't know what kind of hat it is, but I can't see the shape clearly from the clothes."

It's good to be able to recognize the hat, but the number two is actually an afro, and I don't know what it is.

"Number four looks the most normal, and I don't know what it is."

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While the fathers were discussing, the dream team had already received the director's reminder, and immediately formed a group and opened the envelope.

Above are four limericks:

A bed in a square shape, with two wheels under it, the guests lie down;

Bronze-colored sunglasses are placed all over the body, and they are as motionless as a mountain and busy all day long;

Street performers do tricks, balls with smiling faces:

A piece of wood frightens the Quartet, singing and doing to beat the bookworm.

"What is this talking about?" Lao Wei felt that he couldn't understand it at all.

"Since we are asked to choose a profession, this must be a riddle related to the profession?" Li Siyuan began to think.

"The third sentence should be about the clown, right? If it's a clown, then it should be the third image? Curly hair, suit, they all look similar."

"And what's the first one? A bucket hat, a bed, and wheels.

"Pull the cart?".