I was criticized on a dating reality show, but I retaliated and became an internet sensation.

Yu Shize reacted really quickly and was very considerate, but I always felt he was a little too "standard" and "involved" (thinking)

Fang Yutong's smile and eyes told a story! She must have sensed something!

[Hahahaha, Youbao and Huanhuan are hilarious! "A giant jellyfish!" How did you even come up with that?! Huanhuan chasing after it is just like me!]

[Su Yanhuan: None of you should live!!!]

So, is this really just a normal competition and mutual assistance? I get the feeling everyone has ulterior motives, especially the male guests! (A knowing look in their eyes)

[Director Liu, are you sure that guardian mission has really been canceled? I have a feeling it's going on in another way, all the rage! (doge)]

[Tsk tsk tsk, it's obvious those two upstairs went to bed early last night and didn't finish watching the live stream.]

【What do you mean?! Speak like a human being!!!】

As soon as Director Liu shouted "Go for it!" the beach erupted like a pot boiling over. The four groups yelled "Awooo!" and scattered, rushing to their respective territories.

The scene looked more like a gold rush than a sandcastle building.

Shu Zi and Gu Yan chose a prime spot not far from the water.

Shu Zi squatted down, grabbed a handful of sand and rubbed it, then nodded with a serious expression, like an old scholar:

"Hmm, the sand is fine and the moisture content is just right; it's a great material for infrastructure construction!"

Gu Yan stood beside her, looking down at her pretentious demeanor, and the corner of his mouth curved almost imperceptibly.

"Engineer Gu!"

Shu Zi raised her head, waved her hand, and assigned the task:

"Go get two buckets of 'concrete'! The kind with a 1:1 water-to-sand ratio, thick enough, our castle needs to withstand a Category 12 typhoon!"

"Engineer Gu?" Gu Yan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Yes, you're on the construction team, and I'm the chief designer and supervisor!"

Shu Zi, with a self-righteous air, patted the sand off her hands, stood up, and began to scratch the sand with her feet:

"See this area? This is the core CBD area of ​​our castle."

"Here, we've reserved a large balcony for a sea view, and over there... Hey, what are you standing there for? Hurry up! The construction period is tight and the task is heavy!"

Gu Yan looked at her smug little face as she proclaimed herself "chief designer," but didn't refute her. A faint smile flashed across his eyes as he picked up the two empty buckets and turned to fetch water.

The movement was swift, and the trouser leg was quickly soaked by the waves.

When he returned carrying two heavy buckets of "concrete," Shuzi had already dug out a rough base pit by hand.

She was sticking her butt out there pressing the edge firmly with her hand, her little ponytail swaying with the movement, and there was some sand stuck to the tip of her nose, making her look like a cat with a dirty face.

"Pour it here, slowly, yes, right here... Hey, pour it evenly!"

Under Shu Zi's direction, after Gu Yan finished pouring, she rolled up her sleeves without saying a word, and with a "plop," she plunged her two hands into the pool of cold, sticky sand and cement, and began to stir vigorously.

He was even giving himself voiceovers: "Heave-ho! Heave-ho! Might makes a miracle!"

Sand and seawater trickled through her fingers, quickly staining her arms and calves.

She worked with great enthusiasm, her face slightly flushed from the effort, sweat beading on her forehead, and a few stray hairs sticking to them, looking fuzzy in the sunlight.

Gu Yan put down the empty bucket, but didn't immediately go to fetch more water. He just stood there watching her.

She looked like a busy little animal, struggling with the sand with all her might, her expression both vivid and comical, yet also incredibly lively.

Just like when I was a child.

Shuzi tried to build a tower prototype, but the wet sand was soft and limp, and it was about to collapse as soon as it was piled up.

"Hey! Hey! Help me! Help me!"

She cried out in a panic, not even looking around, and reached behind her to grab Gu Yan's wrist, using his strength to steady herself.

With his other hand, he quickly patted and shaped the sand, muttering to himself:

"This year's sand (referring to a group of students) isn't very good; they lack cohesion..."

Gu Yan's wrist was gripped tightly by her fingers, which were covered in wet sand, slightly cool, and forceful.

His arm muscles tensed almost imperceptibly, but he didn't move, letting her hold him, his gaze fixed on her slightly pursed lips and the sand-covered tip of her nose.

The faint, fresh scent emanating from her, a mixture of sweat and sea breeze, kept wafting into his nostrils.

Only after she had finished the basic shape of the tower and was satisfied with letting go, did Gu Yan subtly move his wrist, his fingertips seeming to curl slightly.

He didn't say anything, and turned around to fetch water again.

Instruction progress: 2/3.

[Hahaha, Engineer Gu and Director Shu! What kind of construction site literature is this?!]

[ZiZi's self-dubbing of "Heave-ho, heave-ho" is so cute, I love it!]

Gu Yan just stood there watching her! His gaze! Like he was watching his own husky wreak havoc (not really), a mixture of helplessness and a little indulgence!

He let her hold his hand! And he stared at her for a long time! Gu Yan, something's wrong with you!

[Sand on her nose! Mr. Gu, quickly wipe it off for her! (Presses her head down)]

Shen Yihuai and Han Jingxue's side had a completely different style.

They chose a flat sandy area, and Shen Yihuai used a shovel to neatly draw a square base, then began to fill it with wet sand shovel by shovel and tamp it down.

The movements were unhurried and deliberate, as if polishing a work of art.

Han Jingxue didn't make a move. She squatted a few steps away, hugging her knees, watching quietly, occasionally speaking up to remind them in a cold voice:

"The left side is too low, add some more."

"Press harder, otherwise it will collapse easily."

Shen Yihuai did exactly as she said, without any hesitation.

Under the blazing sun, he wore the straw hat provided by the production team, but his forehead was still damp with sweat, and a strand of black hair stuck to his temple.

He put down the shovel, straightened up, casually wiped the sweat from his brow with his arm, and continued bending over.

Han Jingxue's gaze first fell on his hands as he patted the sand, then slowly moved to his forearm, its lines taut from the effort, and then swept over his shirt, which was soaked with sweat and vaguely outlined the muscles of his shoulders and back...

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she quickly looked away, gazing at the dazzling, shimmering sea in the distance.

The sea breeze was hot and dry, carrying a salty, fishy smell.

Shen Yihuai slapped the wall and straightened up.

Instead of wiping his sweat, he picked up the bucket next to him, walked over to Han Jingxue, and squatted down.

Han Jingxue was startled by his sudden approach and instinctively tried to shrink back, but the sand beneath her feet prevented her from moving.

She looked up and met his gaze.

Shen Yihuai didn't say anything. He unscrewed his half-empty bottle of mineral water, then reached out and grasped Han Jingxue's wrist, which was resting on her knee.

Han Jingxue froze, feeling the burning heat and damp sweat from his palm on her wrist.

She tried to pull away, but he held her firmly, his grip not strong, but not firm enough to refuse.

"hand."

Shen Yihuai only said this one word, his voice low and hoarse, with a slight pant from having just finished his work.

Then, he slowly poured the cool water from the bottle to rinse the stray grains of sand off her fingers and the back of her hands.

The water flowed over her skin and also soaked his fingers.