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Fang Yu looked at Hua Yu's face, which was so full of resentment that it was almost distorted.

Knowing that the time was right, I decisively stopped while I was ahead.

If we keep teasing him, he'll really turn evil.

"Okay, okay, I'm not kidding anymore."

Fang Yu patted him on the shoulder.

"Teacher Hua, you'd better put away this rare and precious herb you risked your life to harvest!"

"When we get back, I'll just rinse it with hot water and give your 'friend' a good boost!"

"Make sure you pack it tightly, lest it fall into a snowdrift and you can't find it!"

Hua Yu kept his face expressionless.

He gritted his teeth and didn't utter a single word.

It was done quietly and with utmost care.

He stuffed the handful of leaves, which he had squeezed until they were juicy, into the innermost pocket of his cotton coat.

Not far away.

Liu Yifei had completely lost her composure.

She gripped Ju Jingyi's arm tightly with both hands, laughing so hard she couldn't straighten her back.

"Giggle giggle..."

The laughter beneath the masks was muffled.

Her delicate shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Ju Jingyi herself was laughing so hard she was almost out of breath, her whole face turning bright red.

But she still had to bite her lip and force herself to maintain the human form of a fairy sister.

"Sister Yifei...please stop shaking me...I can't stand up much longer..."

The two beautiful women stumbled and fell in the snow, supporting each other.

He looked even more dazed than if he had just finished two cups of Northeastern liquor.

The chat room was completely flooded with comments.

[My heart goes out to Teacher Hua for a second. He's maintained that image for 26 years, and today it's shattered completely!]

[Hua Yu: I thought I was safe after dodging Tiger, but I didn't expect I couldn't escape the cunning Fang father and son!]

[Fang Yu's mouth is really sharp! Teacher Hua will hear "Is your friend you?" even in her dreams tonight!]

[Teacher Yu Shen Xiaoxinhua is casting a spell on you!]

[Hey upstairs, don't panic at all! Our Feather God is an unofficial shaman from Northeast China!]

Meanwhile.

Inside the program crew's van, which was stationed far outside the forest.

Director Zhou Zheng stared at the screen on the vehicle's monitor.

He was so happy that he slapped the assistant director's thigh hard.

"Awooo—!"

The assistant director let out a scream.

But Zhou Zheng ignored him, and was in a state of extreme excitement.

"Absolutely amazing!"

"It just took off like a rocket!"

He pointed at Hua Yu on the screen, who was tucking the leaves into his arms like treasures, his eyes practically glowing with envy.

"I knew making Fang Yu the lead planner was the right decision, wasn't it?!"

"Look at the comedic effect this has created—it's already a guaranteed moment of the year in the Chinese entertainment industry!"

"Who agrees?"

"Who objects?!"

The assistant director clutched his thigh, grimacing as he raised his other hand.

"I...I agree."

"But Director Zhou, next time you get excited, could you please not pat my leg...?"

Director Zhou rolled his eyes in disdain.

"What's the big deal!"

"You're wearing such thick cotton pants, what's wrong with taking a picture?"

"I bet you're also suffering from anemia!"

"After today's recording, I'll have Lao Fang prescribe you a family-inherited remedy so you can have some good nourishment!"

……

After Hua Yu's desperate attempt to save face with "I have a friend" ended.

The team continued wading forward along the outer forest belt of the Greater Khingan Mountains.

Noon arrived quickly.

Although the sun was already high in the sky, in this far northern forest and snowfield, sunlight was basically useless.

They hung pale white on the tree canopy, without a trace of warmth.

A group of people toiled through the deep snow all morning, and at most they only managed to walk three kilometers.

However, for these big stars who usually don't even touch the ground when they go out and rely entirely on their nannies for transportation.

The number of steps I've been tracking has definitely surpassed 20,000.

"Alright!"

Fang Daqiang raised his hand and stopped in a sheltered snow hollow.

"Everyone, let's stop and rest for a bit, grab something to eat!"

He first poked the surrounding snow with a stick, then looked down at the terrain.

I was relieved to find that there were no snow pits and the snow wasn't close to tree roots.

"Let's rest here."

"Xiaoyu, start a fire."

"Remember, clear away the snow and expose the frozen ground, pile up snow to block it, and never leave the fire unattended."

After giving his instructions, Fang Daqiang picked up the wooden stick and walked forward.

"I'm going to get some thick branches. You guys stay where you are and don't wander off."

They heard that they could rest and have something to eat.

The energy that everyone had been holding on for so long finally eased up.

Ju Jingyi's legs went weak, and she plopped down on a fallen log, too exhausted to even utter a single word.

Liu Yifei leaned against Fang Yu like a little human pendant, breathing out large puffs of white air.

Before setting off, each of them prepared some dry food.

Hua Yu took out an individually wrapped French croissant from her elegant backpack.

He bought this specially last night, emphasizing that no matter where he is, he must never lose his elegant bottom line as a top star.

"In the deep mountains and forests, this is all we can eat to make do."

He sighed in an extremely pretentious manner, tore open the packaging bag, held up the exquisitely presented croissant, and brought it to his mouth.

Take a bite.

"Crack—Bang!"

A crisp, muffled thud echoed through the silent forest.

Hua Yu froze.

He remained in the position of biting into his bread, his eyes widening instantly, his hands trembling.

That French croissant, which should have been soft, crumbly, and bursting with milky flavor in the constant temperature display case.

In this environment of minus thirty degrees Celsius, it was solidly frozen for a full four hours!

It's hard enough now to crack walnuts!

"hiss--!"

Hua Yu clutched her cheek in anguish, tears welling up in her eyes.

In that instant, he felt like his front teeth were about to be retired on the spot.

In the live stream, viewers watching the camera intently burst into laughter.

[Holy crap, hahaha! That snap sound made my teeth ache just looking at it through the screen!]

[French romantic croissants VS. the cold winds of Northeast Siberia: the croissant has evolved into a French brick!]

[Teacher Hua: I originally wanted a big one, but I almost knocked out my front tooth!]

[Case solved! Teacher Hua said she'd just make do, but she was actually craving it more than anyone else! Otherwise, she wouldn't have used so much force!]

Ju Jingyi, who was standing next to her, was also starving.

Seeing Teacher Hua's tragic end, he silently stuffed the half-eaten whole wheat bread back into his pocket.

"Well... I won't eat anything, can I at least have some water?"

She took out a bottle of mineral water, looking aggrieved.

With a small hand, twist the bottle cap.

It won't turn.

Apply more force.

I still can't turn it.

She took a closer look, and wow!

The bottle was completely frozen into a translucent icicle, not a single drop of water could be shaken out.

"It's over."

Ju Jingyi had a pained expression on her face.

"Everything we brought is frozen solid, how are we supposed to eat this?"

Fang Yu, watching this scene from the side, almost burst out laughing.

"Oh dear, it's my fault, it's my fault."

"I forgot to tell you beforehand, don't bring these useless things."

He stood up and pulled a small machete from his waist.

"Alright, Chef Fang will redeem himself today and treat you to a wild Michelin-starred meal for mountain runners!"