Cheng Xiaotian didn't want to think too much. With the host's voice, some oranges were thrown down on the mountain behind the stands. Cheng Xiaotian only felt a whirlwind blowing beside him. He paid attention to the surroundings, except for him, they had gathered to the bottom of the mountain, rushing to grab it, looking at that posture, where was the scene of Cheng Xiaotian's full joy? That serious look was more like to survive, which made Cheng Xiaotian have the illusion of retreating to the primitive society.
Cheng Xiaotian swallowed his saliva, felt the happy atmosphere coming from the stands, and grimaced in the direction of Wu Xinyue. Finally, he had no courage to go forward to join the ranks of robbing. He had no intention of robbing before, but now he looked like this, he had no intention of robbing.
The mountain behind the stands was still thrown in oranges as at the beginning, and there were few people in the number. They stopped from time to time. Some people in the stands had already begun to transfer the results from other people's baskets to their own baskets. They were secretly. Although the rules had already stated that they could rob them, the Chinese people needed some cover to do anything based on traditional virtues. However, as the number of people doing this action increased, stealing turned into robbery, making the atmosphere of the game become fierce again.
Cheng Xiaotian looked at the two oranges rolling to his feet and picked them up. Although he had decided not to participate in this competition, he had to make any sense. This actually comes from the bones of Chinese people. Others are doing something. If you don't do it, you may be eliminated.
Cheng Xiaotian now has a sense of a spectator, as if everything in front of him has nothing to do with him. He is actually the person who is watching the monkey show in front of him. This feeling is very uncomfortable, but when the two oranges are taken into his hands, he loses his feelings. Although in the eyes of everyone in the audience, Cheng Xiaotian, who has been hiding behind and slacking off, is still so out of place with the lively crowd in the stands.
Ten minutes are short. On weekdays, Cheng Xiaotian hugged Wu Xinyue and did something that he was very interested in. None of them needed ten or eight ten minutes at a time. But now Cheng Xiaotian feels that time passes very slowly. Cheng Xiaotian looks at the crowd of people fighting for oranges in front of him. He feels that they are doing this as long as a century, but now they are still doing it. When they are bored, they find a corner to sit down, and unconsciously eat the oranges in their hands.
Wu Xinyue smiled and looked at her unique enemy in the stands. Somehow she saw a trace of loneliness from her body. She felt lonely when everyone was drunk and I was awake. She felt lonely when her heart got stuck, and she realized that she had been entangled with him for several lifetimes.
There is still the last minute, please hurry up the time. The host shouted with reminder, but his eyes inevitably fell on Cheng Xiaotian, the most leisurely person in the stands.
After hearing this, some very smart people among the contestants looked at their baskets without any possibility of loading. At this last moment, the most important thing is to protect their own fruits. Now it’s enough to be in the top 50.
Some people retreated to the small crowds in the stands at the same time, and at the same time, the mountain behind the stands stopped throwing oranges downwards.
Of course, those who have achieved great results are not willing to fail like this. They began to resist crazy like grasshoppers after autumn. Some even began to compete for some baskets with rich fruits. The environment was like boiling water, which was even more noisy.
Cheng Xiaotian moved his basket behind him to the front of him so that no one would accidentally trample on himself. This was not the case. In a corner on the east side of the stands, he saw that someone accidentally broke down had been stepped on several feet.
Cheng Xiaotian saw that the person was in such a tragic situation, but he was still pulling the oranges rolling to the ground in his basket, and he felt a sad feeling.
Oh! Cheng Xiaotian, who was still watching the man falling down in the east corner, turned around after hearing this scream, but only had time to see the basket in front of him accidentally being poured into many oranges
Liu Yong saw himself holding his victory, and the heavy basket on his back shoulders told him how many oranges he had harvested. He was also one of the people who left the crazy crowd when the host announced that the game was still the last minute. He happened to be in the direction of Cheng Xiaotian's rest, but the good times didn't last long. He just arrived here for less than ten seconds. Two people who wanted to seize his fruit came over behind him. The three of them suddenly pulled up. However, Liu Yong relied on his height and weight advantages, but the two men did not get any advantage in the later two.
Liu Yong even saw that he passed the first round of the game successfully, but who had ever said this sentence of joy and sorrow? During the three of them, Liu Yong did not pay attention to his feet and stepped on an orange. The man leaned back to the ground. The oranges in the basket behind him were all poured into Cheng Xiaotian's basket by chance.
Liu Yong called in his heart that he was finished. After falling to the ground, he didn't have time to complain about the two scoundrels who were pulling him. He grabbed the oranges in the basket behind him and moved them wildly. You asked Liu Yong why he didn't just take Xing Xiaotian's basket for himself, because he was careful that he had already found his number at the bottom of the basket. If he expected it was good, it would be useless to grab other people's baskets, and at most he would make wedding clothes for others.
Liu Yong's hand was not enough to make a second move, and the host's shouts came from his ears. Some staff members followed him to stop some of them from continuing to make guns and gather the contestants' baskets one by one.
Cheng Xiaotian was stunned at the moment when his basket was accidentally filled, but it only took a few seconds. After the host announced that the game time was up, he generously pushed his basket in front of the kind-hearted person.
Thank you, we are enough for oranges! Cheng Xiaotian smiled and said politely
Liu Yong looked at Cheng Xiaotian in surprise. He didn't expect that there was such a person who didn't care about the results of the game. Cheng Xiaotian was like himself, knowing that there were numbers under the basket, so he was casually generous.
The staff of Taoyuan Mountain had already taken away the basket. Cheng Xiaotian specifically reminded him, pointing to the basket that was originally him but was accidentally filled by Liu Yong, saying, "This is the gentleman, don't make a mistake." After saying that, he pushed Liu Yong in trouble and signaled him to follow his basket, while Cheng Xiaotian followed Liu Yong's basket with only a few oranges.
Liu Yong finally knew that Cheng Xiaotian really didn't care about the outcome of the competition. Looking at the sincere smile, he felt relieved. Compared with others, he already had a bonus of 100,000 yuan, so what reason to be frustrated!
Cheng Xiaotian swallowed his saliva, felt the happy atmosphere coming from the stands, and grimaced in the direction of Wu Xinyue. Finally, he had no courage to go forward to join the ranks of robbing. He had no intention of robbing before, but now he looked like this, he had no intention of robbing.
The mountain behind the stands was still thrown in oranges as at the beginning, and there were few people in the number. They stopped from time to time. Some people in the stands had already begun to transfer the results from other people's baskets to their own baskets. They were secretly. Although the rules had already stated that they could rob them, the Chinese people needed some cover to do anything based on traditional virtues. However, as the number of people doing this action increased, stealing turned into robbery, making the atmosphere of the game become fierce again.
Cheng Xiaotian looked at the two oranges rolling to his feet and picked them up. Although he had decided not to participate in this competition, he had to make any sense. This actually comes from the bones of Chinese people. Others are doing something. If you don't do it, you may be eliminated.
Cheng Xiaotian now has a sense of a spectator, as if everything in front of him has nothing to do with him. He is actually the person who is watching the monkey show in front of him. This feeling is very uncomfortable, but when the two oranges are taken into his hands, he loses his feelings. Although in the eyes of everyone in the audience, Cheng Xiaotian, who has been hiding behind and slacking off, is still so out of place with the lively crowd in the stands.
Ten minutes are short. On weekdays, Cheng Xiaotian hugged Wu Xinyue and did something that he was very interested in. None of them needed ten or eight ten minutes at a time. But now Cheng Xiaotian feels that time passes very slowly. Cheng Xiaotian looks at the crowd of people fighting for oranges in front of him. He feels that they are doing this as long as a century, but now they are still doing it. When they are bored, they find a corner to sit down, and unconsciously eat the oranges in their hands.
Wu Xinyue smiled and looked at her unique enemy in the stands. Somehow she saw a trace of loneliness from her body. She felt lonely when everyone was drunk and I was awake. She felt lonely when her heart got stuck, and she realized that she had been entangled with him for several lifetimes.
There is still the last minute, please hurry up the time. The host shouted with reminder, but his eyes inevitably fell on Cheng Xiaotian, the most leisurely person in the stands.
After hearing this, some very smart people among the contestants looked at their baskets without any possibility of loading. At this last moment, the most important thing is to protect their own fruits. Now it’s enough to be in the top 50.
Some people retreated to the small crowds in the stands at the same time, and at the same time, the mountain behind the stands stopped throwing oranges downwards.
Of course, those who have achieved great results are not willing to fail like this. They began to resist crazy like grasshoppers after autumn. Some even began to compete for some baskets with rich fruits. The environment was like boiling water, which was even more noisy.
Cheng Xiaotian moved his basket behind him to the front of him so that no one would accidentally trample on himself. This was not the case. In a corner on the east side of the stands, he saw that someone accidentally broke down had been stepped on several feet.
Cheng Xiaotian saw that the person was in such a tragic situation, but he was still pulling the oranges rolling to the ground in his basket, and he felt a sad feeling.
Oh! Cheng Xiaotian, who was still watching the man falling down in the east corner, turned around after hearing this scream, but only had time to see the basket in front of him accidentally being poured into many oranges
Liu Yong saw himself holding his victory, and the heavy basket on his back shoulders told him how many oranges he had harvested. He was also one of the people who left the crazy crowd when the host announced that the game was still the last minute. He happened to be in the direction of Cheng Xiaotian's rest, but the good times didn't last long. He just arrived here for less than ten seconds. Two people who wanted to seize his fruit came over behind him. The three of them suddenly pulled up. However, Liu Yong relied on his height and weight advantages, but the two men did not get any advantage in the later two.
Liu Yong even saw that he passed the first round of the game successfully, but who had ever said this sentence of joy and sorrow? During the three of them, Liu Yong did not pay attention to his feet and stepped on an orange. The man leaned back to the ground. The oranges in the basket behind him were all poured into Cheng Xiaotian's basket by chance.
Liu Yong called in his heart that he was finished. After falling to the ground, he didn't have time to complain about the two scoundrels who were pulling him. He grabbed the oranges in the basket behind him and moved them wildly. You asked Liu Yong why he didn't just take Xing Xiaotian's basket for himself, because he was careful that he had already found his number at the bottom of the basket. If he expected it was good, it would be useless to grab other people's baskets, and at most he would make wedding clothes for others.
Liu Yong's hand was not enough to make a second move, and the host's shouts came from his ears. Some staff members followed him to stop some of them from continuing to make guns and gather the contestants' baskets one by one.
Cheng Xiaotian was stunned at the moment when his basket was accidentally filled, but it only took a few seconds. After the host announced that the game time was up, he generously pushed his basket in front of the kind-hearted person.
Thank you, we are enough for oranges! Cheng Xiaotian smiled and said politely
Liu Yong looked at Cheng Xiaotian in surprise. He didn't expect that there was such a person who didn't care about the results of the game. Cheng Xiaotian was like himself, knowing that there were numbers under the basket, so he was casually generous.
The staff of Taoyuan Mountain had already taken away the basket. Cheng Xiaotian specifically reminded him, pointing to the basket that was originally him but was accidentally filled by Liu Yong, saying, "This is the gentleman, don't make a mistake." After saying that, he pushed Liu Yong in trouble and signaled him to follow his basket, while Cheng Xiaotian followed Liu Yong's basket with only a few oranges.
Liu Yong finally knew that Cheng Xiaotian really didn't care about the outcome of the competition. Looking at the sincere smile, he felt relieved. Compared with others, he already had a bonus of 100,000 yuan, so what reason to be frustrated!
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