Chapter 1179

Do you have to rate them yourself?

Beat your sister!

At this moment, even the mentality of the fans who were watching the live broadcast changed slightly.

But even so, many fans still skillfully typed out their own ratings while watching the live broadcast.

So soon, the three teams with the lowest ratings among the thirty teams were quickly selected and eliminated.

"How could this happen? I shaved my head bald, but I still lost?"

"I drew a big face on my belly, why am I at the bottom?"

"I wear my panties outside, and I'm the last one? Why?"

The members of the eliminated teams all collapsed. Although they tried hard,

Compared with other happier teams, they still lost miserably in the end.

At this moment, the devilish broadcast sounded again.

"Congratulations to all the teams for their successful formation. Next, we will begin..."

"A 12-hour radio gymnastics dance battle!"

"The rules are simple!"

"In each area, all teams will start to do radio gymnastics together!"

"Each team will have a special spotlight for real-time broadcasting!"

"In one area, there will be an average of 27 live broadcast rooms, which will broadcast live in real time!"

"And in these 27 live broadcast rooms, the team with the least number of viewers will be automatically eliminated if it exceeds ten minutes!"

"So, if you want to avoid being eliminated, while doing radio gymnastics normally, give it your all and attract more viewers!"

"This is the strongest dancer!"

As the broadcast sounded, all the contestants took a breath of cold air...

It's terrible!

Not only do you have to do radio gymnastics continuously, but you also use such a cruel last-elimination system?

In other words, your team not only has to do radio gymnastics all the time, but also has to do some tricks to attract more viewers!

Otherwise, once you become the last one and cannot change your ranking within ten minutes, you will be eliminated!

"Click!" As the twenty-seven special spotlights in each area were turned on, an average of twenty-seven teams in each area quickly lined up.

The next moment, the broadcast sounded again!

"The eighteenth set of children's radio gymnastics, the breath of sand marten, start!"

When the familiar melody sounded again, many people felt cold sweat on their backs.

How could this be children's gymnastics?

This is simply the soul-calling sound of hell!

"Brothers, we can't lose!"

"Yes, everyone, come on!"

"Comrades, jump with me!"

The contestants of each team are middle-aged uncles, some are students who have not yet graduated, and some are aunts, or sunny young people.

But at this time, everyone is a comrade in the same team!

Don't ask why!

One word!

Dance the radio gymnastics of fucking horse!

The next moment, in the entire square, 270,000 teams danced the familiar radio gymnastics at the same time!

And at this time,

On the Yanhuang Sect Square, a player suddenly came online and shouted loudly.

"Brothers, go offline and go to Yudou Live, click on the radio gymnastics dance battle channel, my god, tens of millions of people are doing radio gymnastics dance battles in the square south of Yandu!

With this shout, the first test, second test, third test and fourth test players on the square all tilted their heads.

What the hell did you just say?

Chapter 1573 Comrades, hold on!

"What the hell?"

"Radio gymnastics?"

"Is it true?"

"How happy do you have to be to come up with this thing?"

"Why do I smell a little bit of... Brother Mian?"

"Be more confident, except Brother Mian, I can't think of anyone else who can come up with such a cheap project!

On the square, after a commotion, the players immediately went offline, turned on their computers, and quickly entered the Yudou Live broadcast platform.

And when seeing 270,000 live broadcast rooms broadcasting at the same time, and in each live broadcast room, there were 30 people in different clothes, who were the happiest of the happiest, doing radio gymnastics...

All the players felt that they were not very good.

These people...

Are they crazy?

Are you really running here to do radio gymnastics?

Or are there nearly 10 million people?

I am fucking...

At first, whether it was the first test, the second test, or the third and fourth test players, they all laughed while watching, especially many players saw that many live broadcast rooms were full of contestants wearing big suits doing radio gymnastics, and they almost laughed like pigs.

But...

Ten minutes passed.

One hour passed!

Two hours passed!

At this time, even the fourth test players couldn't laugh anymore.

Not only the players couldn't laugh anymore, but even the fans who watched the live broadcast were confused.

"These guys...are they crazy?"

"They've been dancing for two hours, I can't believe it!"

"The temperature should be around 25 degrees now, and they've been dancing for two hours in a big suit...are they still human?"

"It's been two hours, and none of the 27 teams in this area I saw were eliminated?"

"I seem to have heard that this radio gymnastics competition selects the places for the fifth test?"

"Damn, is that true? Do you mean that the future fifth test players will be selected from these crazy people?"

The players watching the live broadcast were so shocked that they couldn't laugh anymore.

Because now even the monkeys can see that these people who have persisted for two hours and are still dancing radio gymnastics are no longer so-called funny.

But...

They are as persistent as crazy people!

"Comrades, hold on!

"Damn, I'm almost dying, why didn't anyone else give up?"

"How could this be...It's been almost two hours, why hasn't any team in our area been eliminated? ”

“Although I am very tired, I still have to persevere!”

“This is my last chance to get a place in the fifth test. I must get a place in the fifth test!!!” ”

At this time, no matter they were wearing bear suits, Ultraman suits, or women's suits, they were all sweating profusely, pale, and panting. Have you reached your limit?

Yes, an hour ago, most people had actually reached their limit!

But this is a dance battle!

It's a competition!

If you can't hold on here and fall down, then the victory will only belong to others!

It's such a simple truth.

But soon, another hour passed, and finally reached a critical point.

"I... I can't do it anymore... I give up..." A middle-aged woman couldn't hold on any longer and sat down directly.

Although the live broadcast room of the middle-aged woman's team had more people than the least.

But the middle-aged woman herself couldn't hold on any longer.

When the first person who gave up appeared, it instantly became a chain reaction, and many people began to give up in large numbers.

"Ah, I can't do it anymore!"

"I give up, give up!"

"This is not a game for humans! I want to report the planner, he is a psychopath! "

"Fuck you, I give up!"

"Give up, give up!"

"I want to rest, I really can't do it anymore!"

The older ones, and more than 99% of the female contestants, kept giving up, and when most of the people in a team gave up, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room of this team suddenly decreased. After all, the number of people who can see it is getting smaller and smaller, or there is nothing to watch, or the trend is not good, so many people will naturally choose to leave and watch something more exciting.

Soon, a team ranked last because of the small number of people in the live broadcast room, and was finally eliminated after ten minutes.

With the first team, there is the second team.

Another hour passed.

In the entire square, more than two-thirds of the teams have either given up or been eliminated because of the small number of viewers.

But at this time, there are still nearly three million people in the entire square!

In other words, even in such a tragic situation now, 90% of the contestants still have to be eliminated!

After four hours of continuous radio gymnastics, many contestants have begun to lose their physical strength and their movements are slow Unable to bear it, the body began to stagger.

Some teams even had too few people, and there were less than ten people left out of the original thirty.

At this time, the contestants who could still hold on until now were no longer normal people in the eyes of those who gave up!

Crazy!

Absolutely crazy!

Many people took off their big suits and even their shirts, sweating like rain, and some people even kept falling down and getting up again, with bruises or scratches all over their bodies, but they still continued to jump.

Another hour passed.

520 Full half of the people were eliminated again.

Some teams, even the original thirty-man team, only had two or three people left.

At this time, the members of these teams with seriously insufficient numbers were still encouraging each other while jumping.

"Comrades... hold on!"

"As long as there is still a breath... keep jumping!"

"Remember why we came here?"

"I am not willing to accept it... This anti-sky demon fairy can make a group of happy people earn 1.5 million Yan coins a day, why can't I? I want to enter the game, I want to earn 1.5 million Yan coins and change my destiny!"