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After handing the venue to Yue Yunpeng, Jiang Siming came to the place where Yue Yunpeng did his previous tasks.
There was only one stretcher here, and Jiang Siming easily picked it up and put it on his back.
It¡¯s not like he has never done the work of carrying burdens. He did it a lot at home when he was a child.
The accompanying PT on the side said to Jiang Siming: "It's best to take off your clothes, they will get dirty."
When Jiang Siming saw these things, they were indeed very dirty. His clothes were not cheap, so he felt distressed if they were dirty.
But Jiang Siming would not say that. Instead, he jokingly said to PT: "What do you mean by this? You mean that my body is not as expensive as my clothes."
pt smiled sheepishly.
Jiang Siming took off his clothes as he finished speaking. He was completely the standard representative of the ¡®definition of true fragrance¡¯.
Taking off his clothes, Jiang Siming revealed his strong and toned upper body.
The golden proportion of muscle lines and the mermaid line of eight-pack abs made the hearts of all the female staff present tremble.
Now everyone seems to understand why Jiang Siming punched a thousand pounds just now. With this figure, it can be seen that he is extremely powerful.
God, this figure is so good!
After everyone saw it, they swore that this was the most beautiful figure they had ever seen.
Unlike many bodybuilders who have huge muscles, they look not only unsightly but also a bit scary.
Jiang Siming's figure is well-proportioned. Every muscle seems to be concentrated and tight on the body. From the appearance point of view, the original beauty of the figure is not lost at all.
¡°It¡¯s just that Jiang Siming didn¡¯t let them watch it for long before he brought the new vest prepared for him by the program team and put it on.
Many women in the program regretted that they would not have given Jiang Siming a vest if they had known better.
" Yue Yunpeng also took off his clothes just now. Their mood at that time was that they were lucky to have prepared a vest for him. Otherwise, they would not be able to stand it if they had to keep looking at Yue Yunpeng's body.
Fortunately, the vest can only slightly block the "spring light", and its close-fitting effect still exists. Everyone can still see the looming "spring light" through the vest.
Jiang Siming doesn¡¯t know how he would feel if he knew that they described his body as ¡®spring light¡¯.
Putting on his vest, Jiang Siming walked to the goods.
The strange thing is that he has seen these goods before, and there are only so many of them.
It¡¯s been two hours now. Why are there still so many things? It hasn¡¯t changed.
"How many items did Yue Yunpeng send?" Jiang Siming asked the director team.
"Not a single thing was completed. He spent most of the day picking out the items and couldn't afford to pick anything up."
Jiang Siming gave a helpless look and said nothing. He hooked the two largest items, then bent down and stood up again.
Jiang Siming easily lifted these two items, each weighing more than 200 kilograms, off the ground.
The pole was bent immediately, and you can see how heavy the two items were.
Jiang Siming picked them up easily, held the pole with one hand, took out the address strip with the other hand, glanced at it to confirm the direction, and set off with the goods.
And Jiang Siming is very fast. He strides forward faster than someone with empty hands.
Everyone on the program team was dumbfounded. They even suspected that Jiang Siming was not the anchor but a weightlifting champion
Jiang Siming was carrying goods through the streets of Chongqing. Pedestrians passing by looked at Jiang Siming curiously. They had rarely seen such a handsome young man doing such a job.
Because the cameraman was following the show secretly, no one knew that the show was being recorded.
In addition, Jiang Siming rarely showed his face and was carrying things, so few people recognized him as the God of Ming.
In society, Jiang Siming's popularity is still not as high as that of serious celebrities. After all, those celebrities often appear in everyone's cameras and appear in various TV series and movies.
Jiang Siming only exists in live broadcasts, and he doesn¡¯t appear many times, and even fewer people recognize him in reality.
¡°Brother, can I have your WeChat account?¡±
¡°Shuaiguo, can I have your phone number?¡±
"Handsome guy, are you free? Let's go out and play together."
Women keep coming over to chat up Jiang Siming. There is nothing you can do when you meet a boy who is more handsome than a celebrity on the street.
¡°And the other person¡¯s identity seems to be very ordinary, just a part-time worker, so the girls will be much more bold to strike up a conversation.
If Jiang Siming were a big star, maybe there would be far fewer girls to talk to. After all, in terms of status, everyone would think that such a handsome guy is unattainable no matter how handsome he is.
In the end, more and more people started chatting with her, so Jiang Siming had no choice but to buy a mask from a small roadside shop and put it on, thus avoiding the 'harassment' of women.
Jiang Siming has a strong sense of direction and can quickly find the delivery address even in a city like Chongqing with seven bends and eight floors.
After delivering the two boxes of goods to a seafood shop, Jiang Siming realized that these two boxes of such heavy items were all frozen prawns.
"Brother, you are so strong. This is eighty yuan. For the agreed price, I will give you a box of shrimps as well."
The boss was very satisfied with Jiang Siming¡¯s delivery speed. He generously paid and gave a box of smaller shrimps.
"Thank you, boss." Jiang Siming took the money and put it in his pocket. As for the box of shrimps, Jiang Siming did not choose to refuse, but still held it in his hand.
"Since we have to make money by ourselves, we will definitely not be given lunch. I'll keep it for now. In case there is no lunch at noon, this thing is much more delicious than some roadside lunch boxes." Jiang Siming temporarily put the shrimp box on the show Group there, go back and continue picking things.
The program director admired Jiang Siming¡¯s ability to predict things. They didn¡¯t say anything, and Jiang Siming completely guessed it.
You can even guess the previous food tasks. This person has more variety show experience than many old variety show guests.
With [Variety Show Talent], Jiang Siming has much more experience than them.
¡° Then Jiang Siming kept shuttling through the streets and alleys of Chongqing, carrying a lot of goods every time. Some small items were bundled and transported by Jiang Siming, hoping to deliver them as quickly as possible.
In order not to shock the world, Jiang Siming deliberately made himself sweat a little.
Who would have thought that sweat would wet the vest and expose one¡¯s figure.
Even though he wore a mask, many women still took notice of him. Jiang Siming was subjected to wave after wave of chats, leaving him helpless.
This time the goods were delivered to Xiaozhu¡¯s vegetable market. When we got there, Xiaozhu was selling his fish wearing a mask and hat.
Because of the regulations of the program team, everyone cannot sell things based on their celebrity status. If they are recognized, money will be deducted.
So the little pig had no choice but to wrap himself like a rice dumpling.
"Brother Zhu, do you want to be an Eskimo?" Jiang Siming laughed
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