I beg you to wake up a bit, okay? Sure enough, the noodles are cooked as they are cooked, and Du Tang's fans are as precise as him. There's no one left!

Chapter 8

Seeing that everyone had come, Zhang Tao began to announce the rules of the game in the afternoon.

"The name of the second level is called Dragon Boat Fighting. Each group has a small boat, and they start rowing to the destination at the same time. The destination has four ingredients prepared by the program group. The ingredients are obtained in the order of arrival, and then the cooking skills are compared. Final score."

"Of course this ingredient is also for your dinner tonight."

Zhang Tao smiled and gave Liu Jingjing a look that you want to cheer up.

Liu Jingjing pursed her lips and nodded, "Don't worry, Brother Tao, I will do my best."

"Considering the difference in strength between men and women, the boats of Group A and Group C will have an additional 20 kilograms of weight. Okay, everyone, please take your place and get ready to row."

Du Tang looked at Lin Jianghe's fragile body, and then looked at the sturdy waists of other chefs.

Although Lin Jianghe felt that his physical strength might not be comparable to those of the big-backed chefs, but with his own cooking skills, even if the ingredients were not suitable, it was not a big problem, so he did not raise any objections.

After all, I am a man with super cooking skills!

[Come on, husband! From the look of little brother Lin's weak Liu Fufeng, I knew that I couldn't count on him for rowing. ]

[Cub cub, come on, mom is optimistic about you! ]

[Goddess come on! Who says women are inferior to men! ]

[Jingjing come on! Great dinner tonight! ]

A whistle sounded, and the four small boats rowed out together. At first, they seemed to go hand in hand, but as time passed, they gradually became better and better. When the time passed, the gap became more and more obvious.

Lin Jianghe and Du Tang took the lead, Liu Jingjing and Shen Zhizhi were side by side, and Guang Ling was the last.

As a traffic niche, he really lacks exercise all the year round, and now this shortcoming is exposed when he competes.

Guang Ling was anxious in his heart. The audience wouldn't care about gaining 20 kilograms. They were the last one. They would only feel that they were inferior to the two girls, and they might lose fans after today.

But then again, Du Tang is too capable. His partner doesn't look like he can do anything, and he can lead by himself.

The situation was exactly as Guang Ling had guessed. Lin Jianghe couldn't hold it any longer after halfway through the stroke, and had a faint feeling of wanting to vomit.

I still overestimate myself. After finishing this show, let's go back and cultivate.

Du Tang also noticed Lin Jianghe's abnormality and turned to look at him.

"What's the matter with you, you're not feeling well?"

"It's okay, just a little seasick."

Lin Jianghe said weakly with a pale face.

Du Tang frowned and looked at him, "Your physique is too weak, you still need to exercise when you have time."

"I know, thank you Du...cough cough..."

Lin Jianghe's unfinished words were interrupted by a sudden cough. He desperately swallowed the blood that poured into his throat, but a trace still overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Du Tang was startled, stopped the rowing hand, turned to look at him with concern, "What's the matter with you, I'll help you call the doctor over."

At this moment, Lin Jianghe frowned, leaned down low, his body trembled slightly, and there was a morbid blush on his pale cheeks, which made him look even more pitiful.

The audience in front of the screen was also dumbfounded.

[What's going on here? What happened to Brother Lin? ]

[Is it my delusion? I feel that Brother Lin looks better this way. ]

[Upstairs you are not alone. ]

[what happened? ]

[What about the doctors in the show group? ]

[If you are not feeling well, don't force yourself to participate in the show and drag my husband down, okay? ]

[Sick seedlings! ]

At this time, the staff who noticed that something was wrong also rushed over with the doctor who was rowing.

"I'm fine, I just choked, don't bother everyone."

Lin Jianghe waved his hand and rejected Du Tang's suggestion to see a doctor.

His current physical condition is really not suitable for seeing a doctor. His original plan was to wait for the stomach cancer to be cured. If someone finds out his previous cancer diagnosis report, he will say that it was a misdiagnosis at that time, but if it is also diagnosed this time, it will not be. Well rounded.

After all, it may be a misdiagnosis once, and it is somewhat unreasonable to be misdiagnosed twice.

"Then you vomited blood just now."

"I just coughed so badly that I accidentally bit my tongue, which caused a false alarm, delaying everyone's time."

Du Tang looked at Lin Jianghe suspiciously, already believing what he said.

"alright."

At this time, the staff also brought the doctor over, and Lin Jianghe repeated what he just said and thanked them.

The staff waved their hands and rowed away.

[Scared me, Brother Lin really scared me just now, I thought he was going to die soon. ]

[I think he is just grandstanding and dragging down the actor Du, and now they are the last one. ]

After this delay, the other three groups had already surpassed the group of Du Tang and Lin Jianghe, Shen Zhizhi had reached the destination, and Liu Jingjing and Guang Ling were not far from the finish line.

Moreover, after the moment just now, Lin Jianghe didn't have the strength to stick to the row any longer. With Du Tang alone, he was still the last to arrive.

After arriving at the shore, the eight people sat down, and Zhang Tao began to announce the ranking and distribute the dishes.

"The first place in Group B (Shen Zhizhi), this is your reward."

Prizes include three tomatoes, one kilogram of beef, and a small bottle of cooking oil.

Shen Zhizhi took the prize with joy, and shook it in front of the camera.

The thirty-year-old laughed like a child, causing a round of barrage.

[The goddess is so cute. ]