Exclusive hot search

Chapter 15 How much is enough?

Yan Fuguang walked in front, followed by pd and camera brother.

Yan Fuguang, who has always only shown his upper body, finally appeared on the screen.

[Turtle, this leg is probably two meters long! 】

[It is officially announced that the year of leg play is outdated, and now it is starting to play leg play for a hundred years! 】

[Looking at others and then at myself, it was the first time I suspected that I was a third-class disabled person]

[My eyes are like a ruler, I have absolutely ten heads and no body left, one graduate of fashion design, don't mess with me, you are right if you hit me]

Yan Fuguang didn't know that the sand sculpture netizens were staring at her back, and she was quickly analyzing the route according to the known information.

Although the map is simple, the necessary conditions are given, such as the direction of disembarkation and the direction of the camp.

The program team also thoughtfully distributed a compass to everyone. They don’t care if they use it or not. Anyway, if they can’t complete the task, they won’t get points. When the time comes, they won’t be able to sleep without food and clothing, and the guests will have to admit their fate.

Yan Fuguang's speed is not slow, not at all like the inexperienced Xiaobai, the feeling of being overwhelmed does not exist in her body at all.

After walking tens of meters, Yan Fuguang suddenly turned around and asked, "Can you keep up?"

The camera guy in the back bowed his head and smiled sullenly. He must be fine. It’s okay if he doesn’t have the strength to carry the camera, and this time he’s carrying portable devices. Although the backpack is full of odds and ends, they’re all trivial.

PD didn't expect that Yan Fuguang still had the time to care about these things. No matter how you look at them, the two old men are better than the little girl.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry about us, we will follow behind."

He thought that Yan Fuguang might be embarrassed to ask for help, so he beat around the bush and asked if they would be there all the time.

Hearing this, Yan Fuguang didn't say any more, and continued to move forward at a constant speed.

It's not that she doesn't want to speed up, it's just that her current body is not very easy to use. She is a natural beauty, and it's not the same as the powerful and slender body that has been trained.

At present, she has only done aerobics once, which is far from the passing line. She can only use various tricks to keep breathing and save energy.

Yan Fuguang didn't want to talk to save energy, and the two staff members had to keep silent, so the audience in the live broadcast room began to enjoy the silent film.

Except for Yan Fuguang's slight breathing sound from the radio equipment, there are only occasional birdsong and leaves rustling, matching the tropical island scenery, it has a special charm.

Although Yan Fuguang had only been exposed to the public for more than two hours, a group of Yan dogs had already gathered in the live broadcast room, and they were digging Yan Fuguang's beauty in 360 degrees without any dead ends.

[Even the sound of breathing is so beautiful, she really, I cried to death]

[Top ASMR, I want to record it, my insomnia is finally saved]

[I will protect my wife! 】

[Fuck off in front, it's obviously my wife! ! ! 】

……

Yan Fuguang walked all the way and thought about what to use for fishing. Looking at the terrain of this deserted island, the stream should not be deep, and the current should not be too fast. If the net given by the program team is not good, then the only option is to use a harpoon. .

I haven't done these jobs for a long time, and I don't know if the skills are rusty.

Thinking about it, Yan Fuguang began to look for suitable branches, which should be longer and tougher, not too brittle, or they will be easily broken if too much force is applied.

Seeing that Yan Fuguang has been busy with herself, the PD couldn't help reminding her to interact with the audience a little bit, at least talk about what she is doing now.

Yan Fuguang turned his head to look at the camera: "Do you want me to explain?"

【Yes, yes, yes, just say whatever you want】

[I haven't heard my sister's voice for ten years, I'm so hungry and thirsty]

[I have a roommate, his dying wish is to hear a few words from his sister, it would be even better if he could sing a few words]

【His roommate is me, I'm dying, my sister can say a few words】

"Okay, I'm going to catch fish later, so let's make some handy tools first."

Yan Fuguang took out the fishing net from his bag and showed it to the camera: "The director only gave this, but it doesn't look very easy to use, so I can only rely on myself."

In the distance, three black lines fell on the forehead of the director who was looking at the monitor, and he was just complaining to the audience?
Sure enough, the barrage in the live broadcast room on the 7th began to condemn the "shameless behavior" of the program group on a large scale.

[I'm not mistaken, isn't this a basketball net? 】

[This mesh can leak elephants, how can it be possible to catch fish! 】

[Where is the director, you are rude, I promise not to fuck you! 】

[Where did you find such a bad net, the net where I play wild ball is not so broken! 】

Yan Fuguang, who "accidentally" reported the crime, continued.

"I'm going to find a piece of wood to make a harpoon. Fortunately, the director gave me a small knife. Otherwise, I can only try to go to the stream to read scriptures. Maybe I can influence them."

Not to mention, she can also recite sutras, but I don't know if it can influence fish, but old man Shi Guang said that her fortune in this life will be great, why don't you... try?
The barrage was so amused by her "cold joke", they turned into tentacle monsters one after another.

[Let go of those fish, something is coming to me, I am impure, I want to hear my sister chant scriptures! 】

[How did you come up with the idea of ​​chanting, I am so funny! 】

[I want to see it, am I sick, come and wake me up with mua]

When there are too many people, it is inevitable that there will be troubles, and a few trolls began to appear amidst the laughter.

[Killing at a young age, and making fun of his family members! 】

[Why do you want to catch fish? Can’t you not eat meat? It’s not environmentally friendly at all! 】

[Vegetarian freaks, don’t kill, what kind of desert island survival are you looking at! 】

[Hey, why are there still monks watching the live broadcast? No, now you have to be a college student to become a monk. I guess the previous ones will not be accepted if they are sent to the temple! 】

[No way, no way, there are people with normal intelligence who can't understand jokes? 】

Yan Fuguang couldn't see the barrage, and even if she saw it, she would ignore it. She had already found a piece of wood with a suitable thickness, but the length was a little short, so let's keep it as a spare.

After walking for about 10 minutes, the sound of water finally came, and the air was more humid than before.

Yan Fuguang's body was also soaked in sweat, his moist skin gleamed under the reflection of the sun, his sun protection jacket had already been taken off, and his waist was tightly bound in a tight vest, which aroused restlessness inside and outside the screen.

After taking out the map and marking it, and drinking a few sips of water, Yan Fuguang suddenly asked: "Does the director have a prescribed quantity? How much is enough?"

The PD shook his head and said, "I didn't say it, you can do it as much as you can, anyway, the points will be calculated according to the weight in the end."

"Do as much as possible?" Yan Fuguang was surprised, "Are you sure?"

PD didn't doubt him, a little girl could catch a few fish, so he nodded.

His younger sister was about the same age as Yan Fuguang, so she didn't even dare to touch fish. Even if Yan Fuguang was a bit more courageous, there was a limit to it, after all, catching fish was really a skill.

(End of this chapter)