"Our agent group..." Looking at the six agents riding a bicycle to help, Yoo Jae-suk began to report their names like a contestant entering the venue.

"Just let Brother Junhe mobilize twelve people." Looking at the people in a row and the twelve neatly arranged bicycles, An Zai-sing said speechlessly.

"Oh, go directly to MBC to get your hair and then come back. What are you obsessed with?" The father Park Myung-soo, who had been tired and impatient, directly scolded the production team. As the young man with the worst physical strength in the infinite challenge, he almost couldn't get up with this fierce riding.

"That's right, they obviously want us to come without getting our hair." He also began to complain in a low voice, and the panting national mc explained to his father.

"Everyone, you have to make efforts at the same time, prepare... start!" The twelve people stepped on their bicycles at the same time. For a moment, everyone was united in order to start the small hair dryer and blow the big fat head with his unique explosion head. As for the result, of course it was impossible to succeed. Even if the twelve people were dispatched to sell the bicycles, they could not generate enough current to make the hair dryer move. Not to mention the hair dryer or the light bulb connected to the hair dryer that can be started with less power, there was no movement at all.

"Huh, isn't that okay?" Liu Zaishi stopped and gasped again. This time, he asked while sitting on the bicycle.

"Then add five more staff, our assistant..." Seeing the hair dryer without any movement, the unlimited challenged members once again asked the production team to increase their staff.

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"Okay, we have dispatched forty bicycles now, especially all the staff have been dispatched. Even our two camera brothers have to pedal while shooting..." This scene is so spectacular. Infinite challenge, all the staff were dispatched except for a few camera staff, and participated in the bicycle-riding activity. The price of this was just to blow hair for Yoo Jae-suk alone.

"Didn't you mean saving energy? The entire crew has been dispatched to blow your hair on Brother Shi, where did you save money?!" Seeing forty bicycles of various types snapped into a circle around the hair dryer in the middle, An Zaiying said speechlessly.

"It's time for life and death now..." He looked sad and angry and thought he was facing some difficult problem. Liu Zaishi held the small blue hair dryer in his hand and encouraged everyone, "Can we start the hair dryer by dispatching a team that challenges forty people infinitely? Start..."

As expected, the old saying "There are many people and the power is great." The current generated by a team of forty people is naturally not comparable to that of a mere challenge of only six people. At the beginning, the light bulb, which had not even been lit before, suddenly lit up.

"The lights are on, it's on..." At this moment, the faint light was as bright as the sun. When he saw the light bulb, Liu Zaishi immediately began to shout excitedly, "Please keep working hard, let's look at the hair dryer now..." While cheering for everyone again, Liu Zaishi moved the hair dryer to his hair with anxiety, and pressed the switch button of the hair dryer with anticipation.

"Ah, ah, ah~" Liu Zaishi, who was already unable to describe his mood in words, was so weak that he was not easy to detect. However, he was so excited that he could not speak. This is the power generated by infinitely challenging all staff and members to work together.

"Is there any wind in the stone?" Hearing the howl of the national MC, An Zai-sing immediately began to ask in anticipation. This is not just a simple hair generation, but a matter of whether everyone can successfully generate electricity.

"It's windy, there's... Get rid of it and everyone adds a little more effort!" Holding the blowing dryer that sometimes blows out, Yoo Jae-suk handed it to the makeup artist assistant who had been waiting aside. You must know that the ultimate goal of this link is to make the hair of the infinite challenge members blow well.

"Do you really want to blow your hair like this?" Sitting alone next to the hair dryer, letting the makeup artist use the hair dryer to blow your hair, while there were a total of forty staff and members around him who worked hard to stomp the car. Yoo Jae-suk asked the rest of the production team, of course his expression was ridiculous.

"Ah~" More than one place let out a painful wail, and howlings of pain, big or small, broke out in the circle formed by bicycles. Everyone was screaming while contributing their last strength.

What is the purpose of? While enduring the soreness of the body, she was stepping on the bicycle. An Zaiying thought speechlessly. It felt good to work together to make the hair dryer mobile, but after success, the emptiness also surged into my heart. It was just a hair dryer. Is it worth the effort to make such a big fan?

"Ah... Stop... It's really hard for everyone..." Even though a team of forty people were dispatched to stomp the car to generate electricity, the current generated was still not enough for the hair dryer to emit a stable wind. Sometimes the breeze could not blow the hair at all. Yoo Jae-suk regretfully stopped everyone.

With this order, he finally stopped. Only a group of people sitting on the bicycle panting appeared in the camera. Of course, Song Dahai, the agent who was pulled in by An Zai, agreed that he was so tired that he could not even move his sore body from the bicycle. In fact, he was almost forty years old, so he could withstand such tossing.

"Ah, I can't breathe, my butt hurts so much!" Hearing that I could finally rest, the fat fat immediately rushed down from the bicycle with a crying expression on his face, touching his buttocks, which were obviously several times larger than ordinary people, and wailed.

"The head hurts so much, the head hurts so much!" The crazy child also complained with his brain that was lacking due to oxygen. Although An Zai-sing didn't speak, he also gasped on the bicycle with difficulty. At this point, except for Yoo Jae-suk who thought the infinite challenge, including the production team, all of them were completely defeated by a hair dryer.

"Oh, just dishevel the hair!" Even the strength to blame was gone, and the father said weakly behind him.

"That's right, that's right!" ×N not only agreed this time, but even the staff said in line. Seeing a bicycle ride made them so tired.

"I'm sorry, everyone, I won't blow my hair anymore!" Seeing everyone who was tired and the sound of retching from their father beside him, Yoo Jae-shi said this with guilt on his face.
Chapter completed!