I raise furry animals and fly them to my motherland.

Chapter 189 This money wasn't easy to earn.

The tension in the comments section is starting to build.

Next up is Ye Jie, the controversial and controversial actress whom netizens have been sarcastic and critical of.

Unlike the previous two, Ye Jie arrived riding a Bactrian camel.

The setting sun melts the sands like gold, turning the entire desert into a flowing amber hue.

Ye Jie, draped in a crimson Hu Ji dance costume, with ribbons as thin as cicada wings fluttering in the wind, resembled a burning flame sweeping across the desert.

She sat on the camel, looking somewhat unnatural, her brows furrowed and her movements stiff.

At this moment, the staff member leading the camel said something to her, and then put the camel on the leash and stepped aside.

Ye Jie took a deep breath, leaned back, stretched out her arms, and struck a perfect flying pose between the camel humps.

The gold-embroidered waist chain jingled softly with each movement, while the rhythm of the silver bells on her ankles intertwined with that of camel bells.

The setting sun cast a golden glow on her, and her crimson gauze fluttered in the wind, making her seem as if the flying apsaras from the Dunhuang murals had come to life.

However, this beautiful scene elicited a completely different reaction in the live stream. A flood of comments poured in:
[Speechless. Everyone else arrived in jeeps, and you're the only one getting special treatment? You're a total drama queen. Don't you know Bactrian camels are protected animals? And you rode on their backs? You're just asking for trouble!]

[Ms. Ye, you're at it again, aren't you? Everyone else is wearing practical clothes, but you're all dressed up. Did the production team give you a separate budget for clothing?]

[My heart aches for Ming Xueying. Bare-faced and in military training uniform, is she just here to be someone's background prop?]

Just as the controversy was escalating, an even more explosive scene unfolded—

Among the five celebrity guests, Jiang Mo, the most popular top male actor, also appeared in exotic attire.

He wore a long white and gold robe, with a jewel-encrusted scimitar at his waist, looking like a prince from a desert legend.

Even more coincidentally, the patterns on his costume were clearly from the same series as Ye Jie's dance costume, and they shone brightly together in the setting sun.

The live broadcast room exploded instantly:

[Holy crap, matching outfits?! Does Ye Jie have that much backing? She can even be associated with Brother Mo?]

[Ugh, who is this woman anyway? She doesn't have many works, but she's very good at hype.]

Poor Mo Ge! He came here to do charity work, but a scheming woman tried to use him to create a fake relationship.

The barrage of comments kept scrolling faster and faster, almost covering the entire screen.

Xu Ying, who was squatting to the side waiting, noticed with her sharp eyes that when Jiang Mo walked towards Ye Jie, a look of surprise flashed across her face, clearly also surprised by this "coincidence".

But soon, Ye Jie regained her professional smile, though her fingertips unconsciously tightened around the fluttering ribbon.

Ye Jie stopped the remaining camels. Her clothes were very heavy, with various ribbons, and she could easily trip over them if she wasn't careful.

She looked around, but no one came to her aid.

Jiang Mo glanced at Ye Jie and was about to move over to help her.

Upon seeing this, Ye Jie's eyes widened in horror, and she quickly scrambled off the camel's back.

I twisted my ankle because I stepped down too quickly.

Ye Jie suppressed her pain and pretended to be nonchalant as she walked towards the other three guests.

After witnessing the appearance of these four guests, Xu Ying frowned as she looked at the live stream of the program on Xuelang Video on her phone.

My goodness, the atmosphere is already so tense right from the start of the show.

This money seems a bit hard to earn.

The angles from which netizens hurl insults are truly ingenious.

Bactrian camels have been used for transporting goods since ancient times. They can carry 200 kilograms of cargo and even carry a person on their back without any problem.

Xu Ying sensed that the Bactrian camel seemed quite happy, probably because it had been eating well recently.

The camel didn't say anything, but netizens started criticizing it.

Xu Ying shook his head and silently chanted in his heart, "One million, one million, one million." It's not a loss to make money even if he gets scolded a bit.

Looking at the barrage of comments criticizing everything, she decided she'd better walk later; her car seemed too flashy and might be seen as showing off.

However, at that very moment, Director Shao's voice came through the Bluetooth earphone that Xu Ying was wearing.

"Station Manager Xu, the fifth guest, Jia Yao, will be coming on later. You can go first!"

"Oh, okay!"

Xu Ying then decided to get off the bus.

However, he was immediately stopped by Director Shao.

"Why are you getting out of the car? Just drive right in!"

“The sponsor of your car paid us money, and we have exposure targets.”

Xu Ying sat back in the car, put on his helmet, sighed, and stepped on the gas.

The roar of engines, growing louder as it approached, shattered the silence of the desert.

A white lightning bolt ripped through the golden sea of ​​sand, and the four-wheeled dune buggy traced a sharp arc between the dunes.

The dust that was kicked up seemed like a precisely controlled special effect, suddenly settling down just before it hit the production crew.

The motorcycle came to a smooth stop with a beautiful drift, its tires carving perfect semicircles in the sand.

The driver wore a black windbreaker, and his full-face helmet reflected the orange glow of the setting sun.

Xu Ying's slender fingers rested casually on the handlebars, the skin exposed at her knuckles tanned a wheat color.

Although his face was not visible, his sharp aura had already made the live stream chat go wild.

Holy crap, that parking skill! Is he a professional race car driver?

[Help! That drift was so cool! I'm dying to see it!]

[This is definitely Yao Ge! Who else could drive a dune buggy like it's from a Hollywood blockbuster?!]

The live chat was instantly flooded with comments from Jia Yao's fans. They were convinced that this must be their idol, Jia Yao, a top male singer known for his cool and edgy style.

After all, who else but him could turn an ordinary appearance into a personal showcase?
[Yao's new mount suits him perfectly!]

I want to sit in the passenger seat next to my brother!

[This car handling skill, Yao must have practiced a lot in private, right?]

Because they were unfamiliar with the seat structure of the sand motorcycles, no one could tell the driver's height.

If the four guests hadn't heard the director's instructions through their earpieces, they probably would have thought that the fifth person to appear was the singer-dancer Jia Yao.

However, when the person took off their helmet, what fell off was not Jia Yao's signature silver hair.

Her long, black hair, flowing like a waterfall, billowed in the hot desert wind, with a few grains of fine gold dust nestled among the strands.

Beneath the helmet was a face slightly reddened by the sun—bright almond-shaped eyes, a few beads of sweat on the tip of the nose, and a lingering, unrestrained smile on the corners of the mouth.

"Hello everyone, I am Xu Ying, the director of the 032 Desert Animal Rescue Station."

Xu Ying casually tossed her helmet behind her, the ends of her hair tracing a clean arc in the air.

Don't ask why I'm acting like this; the director made me act.

After a brief silence, the live stream chat flooded in with comments:
Wait a minute... Is this the female shelter director who trended on social media?!

[Damn it! Who just said this was Jia Yao's? Doesn't your face hurt?!]

[Haha, another one trying to grab attention. Who's he trying to impress by showing off on that motorcycle?]

[Speechless, all my expectations were dashed. This guy's a real attention-grabber, showing up in a car like that.]

[The sand almost splashed on the other guests; I hate pretentious people the most.]