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Li Chen was sitting on the sofa at home, scrolling through Douyin.

The screen slides and a video pops up.

It's his own second creation.

The background music is a tragic symphony, and the scene is the famous scene of him tearing off his name tag.

One versus three, facing Deng Chao, Lu Han, and Wang Zulan.

He tore Wang Zulan to pieces in seconds, and then the spinning bull appeared and tore Lu Han to pieces in an instant.

Then he held up his nameplate and shouted to the sky.

The scene turned to the latest scene of him being pinned to the ground by three young men.

The barrage scrolled wildly: "He's old, he's old, he's old."

The accompanying text only has one line: [Big Black Bull lost to time after all.】

Li Chen stared at the screen for a long time, feeling very uncomfortable.

Until a WeChat message pops up at the top of the phone.

He had not seen the note name displayed by the sender for a long time.

Deng Chao sent a voice message with a smile in his tone: "Chen, someone called me just now. What do you think he said to me?"

"He said he would reorganize the first generation of Running Man, and he also said he could restore us to our peak condition. Do you think that's funny?"

Li Chen replied with a funny look on his face: "Is it crazy that there is such a thing? Although we also want to reorganize, it is obviously impossible because of our age."

Deng Chao's voice came quickly: "But I agreed."

Li Chen sent three question marks in a row: "???"

"Chen! Don't you want to try again? I've also seen your videos on Douyin recently. Is it possible that you are just so convinced by old age? This director is really capable of bringing us together!"

Li Chen was really surprised now: "Real or fake? Which director in the industry, why don't I know?"

"I don't know him either, but that doesn't stop him from being capable. Anyway, I agreed. It's up to you, Big Black Bull."

Li Chen put down his phone and fell into silence.

Deng Chao on the other side was also silent.

Haven't felt this way in too many years.

He enjoyed the recording of Wuha very much and felt very relaxed.

First of all, it is my own show, and secondly, there is no high-intensity fighting.

But tearing off famous brands still holds a super important position in his heart.

He was sitting in the nanny's car, and outside the window was the gray sky in Hengdian.

I remembered the conversation I had with Wu Fan just now.

"Brother Chao, I want to invite you to come back and record Running Man again."

Deng Chao laughed at that time and didn't take it seriously at all: "Do you know when my schedule is?"

"I know."

"Then do you know what the price is for me to record a variety show now?"

"Of course I know, and I can't afford it. Not only Brother Chao, but everyone who has ever been in the boy band is worth what they are now. I can't afford it."

The person on the phone paused for a moment, obviously not expecting Wu Fan to be so direct.

"Since you know everything, why are you still asking me?"

"But I can make you go back to the Deng Dynasty of the past, the Deng Dynasty who was at the peak of his reputation, instead of the old Deng Dynasty of Wuha now."

Deng Chao's smile froze on his face.

What Wu Fan said next, every word pierced his ears like nails.

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