Not to be outdone, Fang Yinnian selected the longest Guan Gong-style beard for Mo Xun, nearly reaching down to his chest.
Since Mo Xun was tall, Fang Yinnian had to slightly tiptoe to put the beard on him, smiling and saying: “You go cosplay as Guan Gong.”
Tang Che chose a handlebar mustache, Tan Junwen stuck on a thick middle-aged man’s beard while checking himself in the mirror, and Fu Fei attached a full face-covering beard.
After everyone had their beards attached, the photographer came over and said: “Let’s take a group photo. Please make expressions toward the camera—feel free to be creative.”
The five bearded men took a group photo with guest Cheng Kangle.
The five showed absolutely no “idol pretense.”
Fang Yinnian wore the white Santa Claus beard, smiling particularly happily as if he was about to give children Christmas presents at any moment.
Fu Fei directly made a hanging tongue-out expression with his full beard; Tan Junwen smiled and made a peace sign; Tang Che maintained his characteristic cold expression, trying to look cool with his handlebar mustache like a villain; Mo Xun smiled and stroked his long beard, pretending to be profound.
Senior guest Cheng Kangle was placed in the center position by the five rookies. While the scene was somewhat comical, it was also strangely… cute.
No one expected the FTM boy band to have this kind of style.
Many viewers started taking screenshots.
[Quick, save this picture!]
[Adding another embarrassing photo to the FTM collection, hahaha]
[Yinnian with the white beard is super cute]
[These guys are going to make me die of laughter, they look so happy taking photos with beards]
[The kids are really getting into it]
If they had known the punishment would be so easy, they wouldn’t have felt so much pressure.
After taking the photo, all five removed their beards together.
Mo Xun and Fang Yinnian, who had attached each other’s beards, now helped each other remove them, which was faster.
Suddenly some strange bullet comments appeared in the livestream.
[The captain and Yinnian get along so well~]
[Putting beards on each other, taking beards off each other, is anyone shipping them?]
[I’m shipping them a little hehehe~]
These comments were quickly buried by other bullet comments.
The five fixed their appearance and returned to the game area.
The host said: “The first round of games is over. Blue Team, don’t be discouraged—you still have two more chances to make a comeback. Today’s second round is the Fun Relay Race, so let’s have our three regular guests place their bets!”
Cheng Kangle raised his hand: “I continue to bet on the Blue Team winning.”
The other two guests couldn’t help laughing: “Old Cheng, are you going to continue jinxing the FTM boy band?” “FTM says, ‘Thank you, please don’t bet on us.'”
Hearing this, Fu Fei quickly said: “Senior, could you bet on the Red Team? We’ve heard that whoever you bet on loses, and we’re a bit scared.”
The studio burst into laughter.
The Red Team captain hurriedly clasped his hands together: “Please continue to bet on the Blue Team, Brother Kang. Many thanks.”
Cheng Kangle pretended to be angry and stood up: “I don’t jinx teams every time, okay! I can’t believe this. The second round is a relay race. You five with your height and long legs can run fast, and you’re already a team—you’ll definitely win this.”
He turned to look at the other two guests: “Right? There’s absolutely no reason to lose this relay race! All five of them are over 180cm tall with long legs—shouldn’t they be able to run faster?”
The two guests exchanged glances. Female guest Xu Jia also voted for the Blue Team, smiling and saying: “Brother Kang makes sense. Relay races mainly depend on who runs faster, and I also think the Blue Team has a greater advantage this time.”
The final guest, Zhang Yu, cast his vote for the Red Team, saying: “I’ll continue supporting the Red Team. I think they have a chance to win too.”
After the three guests placed their bets, online voting also opened.
@RedBlueCompetition: The second round “Fun Relay Race” is about to begin. Who do you think will win—the Blue Team or the Red Team?
A direct link to the second round of Weibo voting appeared in the livestream. Viewers quickly pressed the voting buttons, and the backend rapidly tallied the results.
The host said: “Wow, this time 70% of viewers have voted for the Blue Team! Relay races indeed require better coordination, and since the Blue Team is a group, we should believe in the power of teamwork.”
She looked at Mo Xun, smiling and asking: “Is FTM’s team spirit present?”
Mo Xun responded firmly: “Of course it is.”
He extended his hand, and the others immediately placed their hands on top of his.
Mo Xun said: “FTM!”
The other four shouted in unison: “Let’s go!”
The Red Team was also cheering together. Before the competition even began, both sides’ competitive spirit was already ignited.
The host began explaining the game rules: “For the Fun Relay Race, five people need to stand in a vertical line, like a small car, with ropes tying their feet together. Then, they must transport the designated ball from the starting point to the finish line.”
The host showed a video clip from a previous episode, explaining: “Person #1’s left foot is tied to Person #2’s left foot; Person #2’s right foot is tied to Person #3’s right foot, Person #3’s left foot is tied to Person #4’s left foot, and so on.”
Everyone nodded to indicate they understood.
In this situation, when moving, everyone needed to agree on which foot to step with first; otherwise, they would hold each other back and be unable to move.
The host took out the small ball for the relay: “While moving forward, the five team members need to continuously pass the ball. The ball cannot stay in any one person’s hands for more than 3 seconds, or it will be considered a game failure.”
In other words, everyone’s feet would be tied together, and they had to pass the ball while moving forward, successfully transporting it from the starting point to the finish line. Whichever team used less time would win.
The rules were quite simple, and everyone understood.
The host: “Next, I’ll give the guests a few minutes to discuss their strategy for the game.”
Mo Xun spoke quietly to his teammates: “We’ll stand in a vertical line. First step with the left foot, then the right foot. I’ll call out ‘left-right-left-right,’ just like dragon boat racing. Following the calls will prevent mistakes.”
Dragon boats have oars on both sides—if you paddle on the left while I paddle on the right, it would be completely chaotic. That’s why someone in the middle of the dragon boat beats a drum, and everyone follows the rhythm, paddling in a fixed direction together so the dragon boat can move forward at maximum speed.
This relay race was similar to dragon boat racing. Mo Xun’s strategy was quite good—someone would call out “left-right,” and they wouldn’t need to look at their feet. They could just follow the rhythm while focusing on passing the ball, making sure not to drop it.
Fu Fei excitedly said: “No problem. Everyone should avoid taking steps that are too big—keep it steady!”
Mo Xun said: “I’ll be at the front of the ‘car,’ and Xiao Fei at the back. The ball will be passed from Xiao Fei to me first, then I’ll pass it back to Yinnian, and you’ll pass it back again—we’ll alternate back and forth like this.”
Everyone nodded to show they understood.
Meanwhile, the Red Team was also discussing their strategy.
Their approach was the same—after all, with feet tied together, all five people had to move in unison to avoid tripping each other.
The few minutes of discussion time quickly passed.
The host blew her whistle and said: “Guests, the competition is about to begin. Please come to the starting point of the relay race!”
Taohe’s self-produced “Red-Blue Competition” was a weekly program with a dedicated recording studio. The venue for the Fun Relay Race was about the size of a basketball court.
The Red Team and Blue Team stood together at the starting line, automatically arranging themselves into two car-like formations.
The host had the staff bring over ropes to tie everyone’s feet according to the sequence, and then carefully checked everything.
On the Blue Team side, they followed their pre-arranged order: Fu Fei, Tan Junwen, Tang Che, Fang Yinnian, and Mo Xun.
Fu Fei stood at the back of the line, and the host handed him the blue ball. The Red Team member responsible for the first leg also received a red ball.
The host announced: “On your marks, ready—begin!”
The sound of the timer ticking filled the venue.
Both teams heard the command and immediately started moving.
Mo Xun called the rhythm from the front: “Left foot first, left, right, left, right.”
The five moved forward while quickly passing the ball between them.
The ball was about the size of a volleyball. Since their feet were tied, limiting their movement, they had to be cautious when passing the ball with both hands, making sure their teammate had caught it before letting go.
Fu Fei passed the ball to Tan Junwen, who turned and gave it to Tang Che, who smoothly handed it to Fang Yinnian.
Mo Xun turned to receive the ball, and Fang Yinnian gave it to him.
Since the ball couldn’t stay in one person’s hands for more than 3 seconds, Mo Xun immediately passed it back to Fang Yinnian, who turned and passed it to Tang Che.
Tang Che gave it to Junwen, who passed it to Fu Fei.
As soon as Fu Fei touched the ball, he immediately passed it back to Junwen.
The five coordinated quite well. The blue ball was passed back and forth between them, and with Mo Xun calling the rhythm, their steps were very synchronized.
The team moved forward quickly.
The Blue Team soon pulled ahead of the Red Team, since all five members were over 180cm tall, making their average stride slightly longer than the Red Team’s.
The livestream comment section was scrolling frantically.
[Go Blue Team! I bet on Blue!]
[Looks like there’s no suspense in this round]
[Go little unknown group! Win one round to show your strength]
They were just ten meters from the finish line.
Mo Xun received the ball and turned to look at Fang Yinnian, intending to pass it to him.
Suddenly—
Fu Fei’s foot slipped, and he stumbled, lunging forward into Tan Junwen!
Tan Junwen had his back to Fu Fei at that moment. Since the ball was in front, he was waiting to receive it from Tang Che and naturally wasn’t looking behind at Fu Fei.
A powerful force suddenly struck him from behind. Tan Junwen’s foot caught, and before he could react, he stumbled forward—
Tang Che also had his back to Tan Junwen as he waited for Fang Yinnian to pass the ball. A tremendous push from behind made him trip, and he lunged forward with a bewildered expression—
Fang Yinnian was looking at Mo Xun, who had the ball in his hands.
When Tang Che fell, he brought Fang Yinnian down in a chain reaction.
Mo Xun: “…”
Only Mo Xun saw everything clearly.
As the “front of the car,” Mo Xun was facing Fang Yinnian, so he naturally saw Fu Fei at the “rear of the car” and the teammates who were being knocked over in succession, completely caught off guard.
It was too late to stop it.
Fang Yinnian fell straight toward him.
Mo Xun instinctively opened his arms to protect Fang Yinnian.
The game floor was covered with rubber, so falling wasn’t too painful.
The five FTM members fell like dominoes in a chain reaction. Fang Yinnian fell solidly into Mo Xun’s arms, and Mo Xun lay on the ground with a resigned expression, acting as a cushion for them.
Fu Fei: “…”
The other four: “???”
The livestream audience: “Hahahaha!”
The bullet comment section went wild with laughter.
[How can one person cause such a disaster?]
[They were about to win, but then collectively face-planted]
[Xiao Fei, you… sigh! What are you doing?]
[Fu Fei is definitely an undercover agent sent by the enemy hahaha]
[We were about to win? That can’t happen—let’s take the team down with us]
[Real-life dominoes, one fall triggers a chain reaction hhh]
[This team wipeout was completely unexpected]
[Red Team: We didn’t do anything and got a pentakill~]
At this moment, Fu Fei’s facial expression was quite a sight.
There was panic, speechlessness, and also guilt.
Finally, the live broadcast’s special effects artist photoshopped a “cracking.jpg” meme onto his face.
The five of them were sprawled in a line on the ground.
Tan Junwen turned his head in confusion: “Xiao Fei, why did you push me?”
Fu Fei explained: “My foot slipped, and I fell.”
Tang Che: “…”
The three teammates hurriedly got up.
But Fang Yinnian and Mo Xun couldn’t get up immediately.
The other teammates had all fallen forward, making it relatively easy to stand up. Mo Xun had been turning to pass the ball and had protected Fang Yinnian as they fell. Now he was lying on the ground with Fang Yinnian on top of him.
If Fang Yinnian didn’t get up, Mo Xun couldn’t get up either.
The Red Team had already reached the finish line.
The Red Team guests looked back at the Blue Team piled up together, their faces almost contorted with laughter: “Hahahaha, what happened?”
“We thought you were definitely going to win, why are you all lying on the ground?”
“Are you hurt?”
“You must have tripped, right? Quick, let’s help them up.”
The opposing team came over to check on them.
Fang Yinnian and Mo Xun looked into each other’s eyes and started laughing simultaneously.
This was truly unbelievable.
How could such a blunder happen? Divine teammates, could you be a bit more reliable? Especially the troublemaker Xiao Fei—handing victory to the opponents when it was within reach, taking the whole team down, is that it?
Mo Xun asked Fang Yinnian softly: “You’re not hurt, are you?”
Fang Yinnian shook his head: “I’m fine. What about you?”
Mo Xun said: “I’m okay. The ground has rubber padding, it doesn’t hurt.”
Fang Yinnian felt relieved and turned his head: “Tang Che, untie the rope on your foot, I’m tangled and can’t get up.”
This position was somewhat awkward…
He was currently lying on Mo Xun’s chest, and their physical contact was too intimate. Fang Yinnian felt a bit uncomfortable and wanted to get up quickly, but with his feet tied by the rope, he couldn’t stand right away.
Tang Che said: “Tan Junwen, untie the rope.”
Tan Junwen said: “Sorry, my rope is knotted. Give me a moment—I’m untying the right side. Xiao Fei, quickly untie the left side.”
Fu Fei: “I’m working on it, working on it.”
The bullet comment section was going wild with laughter.
This was truly the funniest episode of the Fun Relay Race ever.
Meanwhile, an entertainment forum was being flooded with discussion:
“Is anyone watching the small unknown FTM group’s variety show?”
“Watching now hahaha, are they a comedy group?”
“Yinnian lying completely in Mo Xun’s arms—I’m spinning like Thomas the Tank Engine right into this fandom!”
“The embrace and eye contact, so sweet~”
“Height difference, skin tone difference—these two really match well”
“Did anyone notice the captain’s hand just now?”
“Me, me, me! When they fell, Mo Xun threw away the ball without hesitation to protect Yinnian first, his hand constantly at Yinnian’s waist to shield him…”
“Oh my god, such boyfriend energy~”
“I’m shipping it, I’m shipping it”
“Yinnian is still smiling at Mo Xun, goodness, that smile melts my heart!”
“This CP—I’ll ship it till I die!”
Mo Xun’s skin was two shades darker than Fang Yinnian’s. When he saw his teammates falling in a chain reaction, he was worried Yinnian might get hurt, so when they fell, he deliberately acted as a cushion and reached out to protect Fang Yinnian.
Unexpectedly, this instinctive gesture made CP-loving netizens excited and screaming.
They even quietly began creating a CP super topic.
“What should we call this CP?”
“One has the surname Mo and one has Fang, so let’s call it Magic Cube World!”
“Then we CP fans will be called Little Magic Cubes. The super topic has already been created—babies, go follow and check in~”
“Coming, coming, I must join the fandom for this CP!”
At the recording site, the divine teammates were still struggling to untie the ropes.
Fang Yinnian lay on Mo Xun’s chest, complaining: “I give up—Tan Junwen has turned the rope into a dead knot.”
The production team had originally tied quick-release knots, but Tan Junwen tried to untie them in the wrong direction and made them tighter. The Red Team guests hurried over to help untie them.
Mo Xun said resignedly: “Let’s untie them ourselves.”
Using his core abdominal strength, he sat up halfway while still holding Fang Yinnian, and they both bent down to quickly untie the ropes on their feet. Fang Yinnian supported himself on Mo Xun’s shoulders to stand up, then turned around to reach out and pull Mo Xun up.
Mo Xun gave him his hand and stood up with Fang Yinnian’s help.
The two looked at each other and smiled, not knowing what to say.
The host ran over and asked: “Were any of the guests injured from the fall?”
All five responded in unison: “No, no.”
People often fall during this game, so the venue had safety measures in place—the ground was covered with rubber mats, making falls completely painless.
It was just embarrassing.
Fu Fei had an expression like he was about to cry, obviously feeling very guilty.
Mo Xun went over and ruffled his hair: “It’s okay, it’s just a game. Let’s just accept the loss.”
Fang Yinnian also went over and said: “Xiao Fei didn’t do it on purpose—he accidentally fell. Everyone understands. It’s fine.”
Fu Fei softly responded with an “mm,” somewhat worried about whether the manager would scold him when they returned. He had caused a team wipeout!
How could he have caused such a disaster?
He felt like splitting open on the spot from embarrassment.
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