The dating reality show host just wanted to give up, but the rich girl fell for him.

That soft, sweet "Brother Lin Mo" was as devastating as a nuclear bomb.

Not only were the viewers in the live stream mesmerized, but even Lin Mo almost spat out the half-mouthful of cool boiled water (which came with his teacup) he had just taken a sip of.

He glanced helplessly at Jiang Ruoyun, who was blinking her big eyes and looking expectantly beside him.

At this moment, where is there any trace of the aloof heiress of the Beijing elite circle?

For the sake of a meager income, one's integrity drops faster than the stock market.

"What a hassle."

Lin Mo sighed and casually placed the stainless steel tea mug in his hand next to the beach chair.

He stood up, stretched his neck, and made two crisp "crack" sounds.

Seeing this, Zhao Kuo, who was standing next to him, curled up a sneer that he made no attempt to hide.

He just tried it himself.

Although the coconut tree is not particularly tall, its trunk is straight and smooth, and its surface is covered with rough moss and fibers, offering no footholds.

This "elite" man, who frequents gyms and has a personal trainer, slid down after climbing only two meters, and his inner thighs are still burning with pain.

Lin Mo?

A useless person who complains of back pain even when moving the base of a parasol?

Want to climb up?

Dream on!

Zhao Kuo patted his expensive sweatpants and spoke in a sarcastic tone:

"Lin Mo, don't push yourself."

"The bark is very slippery; you can't get up there without professional tools."

"And didn't you just say you have a bad back and are in a high-risk area for workplace injuries?"

"If I fall down later, the production team will have to call an ambulance, which would be bad if it delayed everyone's filming schedule."

As he spoke, Zhao Kuo deliberately looked at Lin Chacha, seeking her approval:

"Right, Chacha? This kind of barbaric physical labor is not suitable for us."

Lin Chacha was busy touching up her makeup when she heard this, and immediately chimed in with a sweet, coquettish voice:

"Yes, Brother Lin Mo, don't push yourself if you're not feeling well. We'd be worried if you hurt your back!"

The two of them, singing in unison, instantly set the pace of the live stream on a high note.

[Hahaha, is Lin Xuxu about to start her performance?]

Although Zhao Kuo is greasy, he's right; this tree looks difficult to climb.

[Just waiting for Lin Mo to fall flat on his face.]

[Please be kind with your words. If you fall and get seriously injured, who will perform for us while we sleep?]

Hearing the sarcastic remarks around him, Lin Mo didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

He glanced down at the pair of worn-out ten-dollar flip-flops on his feet.

It's really not very convenient.

next second.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Lin Mo flicked his right foot lightly.

"Clatter".

A flip-flop flew out and landed precisely next to the beach chair.

Next up was the left foot.

"Clatter".

The two slippers lay side by side, as if performing some kind of silent farewell ceremony.

Lin Mo walked barefoot on the scorching sand, his toes even scratching the sand with a sense of contentment.

There was no warm-up exercise.

There were no grand pronouncements or lofty statements.

Unlike Zhao Kuo, who applied anti-slip powder and did deep squats and jumps, none of them did it.

Lin Mo simply walked lazily to the coconut tree and looked up at the several large green coconuts above.

Three is enough.

He muttered something.

Then, it moved.

No one even saw how he exerted his strength.

I only saw a gray afterimage flash before my eyes.

[Holy crap?!]

The live stream chat suddenly experienced a break in the chat.

The keyboard warriors, who were preparing to mock the attackers, froze in mid-air.

Lin Mo looked like a nimble ape, or a gecko that had escaped gravity.

Hug the tree trunk with both hands and brace your feet against the bark.

There's absolutely no need to look for any leverage points!

His palms and soles seemed to have built-in suction cups, and his core strength unleashed a terrifying dominance at this moment.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Three times.

Just three times!

Zhao Kuo had just struggled to climb two meters, but Lin Mo had already surpassed him in the blink of an eye.

And the speed doesn't decrease at all!

It's even accelerating!

The hem of his T-shirt lifted slightly with his movements, and although the outline of his abs was not visible, the taut muscles in his back instantly resembled a fully drawn bow, full of explosive power and beauty.

five meters.

six meters.

Seven meters!

In just a few seconds, Lin Mo had already darted to the top of the tree.

The sea breeze rustled the leaves.

The man who was just mocked by the entire internet for being "physically weak" and having "bad back" is now perched on a tree branch, looking down at everyone.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

On the beach, apart from the sound of waves crashing against the rocks, no one else could be heard speaking.

Zhao Kuo's sneer froze on his lips, his mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.

This works?!

Is this even something a human could do?

This requires not only terrifying upper body strength, but also abnormal core control!

Is this what you call a bad back?

If you call this a bad back, then what is my back?

Noodles?!

The powder puff in Lin Chacha's hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

She looked up at the figure in the tree, and for the first time, a look of confusion appeared in her eyes that went beyond calculation.

Is this still the same useless guy who couldn't even lift a parasol?

He's practically walking hormones!

The one who reacted the most was Jiang Ruoyun.

She stood under the tree, her hands tightly covering her mouth, afraid that she would scream out loud.

But those eyes, which were originally cool and aloof, now seemed to be filled with starlight, shining incredibly brightly.

"Wow...that's amazing..."

She murmured to herself.

Although she didn't understand anything about core strength or climbing techniques.

All she knew was that this man had gone to heaven over a casual remark she made!

After a brief lull, the chat in the live stream exploded!

【？？？？？？？？？？？？】

What am I seeing? Is this special effects? Tell me it's special effects!

[Who just said Lin Moxu was a fraud? Come out and take your punishment!]

[That movement...it's so smooth! Is he born in the Year of the Monkey?]

Newton must be turning in his grave! Is friction even scientifically sound?

[Ahhh! Although I'm a fan of Zhao Kuo, I have to admit that Lin Mo is kind of handsome at this moment!]

[That waist strength... is this the legendary "dog waist"?]

Hey upstairs, put on some clothes! I want to try... no, I want to learn how to climb trees too!

However, the shock did not end there.

At the top of the tree.

Lin Mo sat on a tree branch, frowning.

It's not a good spot to put pressure on the coconut; it's too firmly attached.

He didn't want to use brute force to pull it off, as that would easily damage the coconut husk and make it look bad.

Then he made a move that left the entire audience breathless once again.

He suddenly exerted force with both legs and firmly gripped the tree trunk.

Then, just like a bat, his upper body hung upside down!

Upside-down kick!

At that moment, gravity seemed to have no effect on him.

Because of his upside-down position, his oversized gray T-shirt slid down due to gravity and covered his face.

But this is not important.

The important thing is the waist and abdomen that were exposed after the T-shirt slipped down.

There are no exaggerated, blocky muscles, nor the rigid lines found in gyms.

Those were muscles like those of a cheetah—lean, taut, and bursting with explosive power.

Each muscle looked like steel that had been forged through countless trials, gleaming with a healthy wheat-colored sheen in the sunlight.

The V-line is so deep it seems to draw your soul in.

Holy crap! Abs!

[Eight yuan! It really is eight yuan!]

Is this the legendary man with a bad back? That back could kill!

I'm dead! This damned feeling of being a married man! This damned body!

[Screenshot! Quick, take a screenshot! This is a limited-edition perk!]

[Zhao Kuo's face must be swollen from being slapped now, right? He was just mocking others for being weak, but now it seems he's the one who's weak, isn't he?]

Zhao Kuo, standing under the tree, was indeed green with rage.

Not only green, but also black.

He subconsciously shrank his stomach, trying to hide his physique, which, while somewhat muscular, was mostly built up with protein powder.

These natural, wild muscle lines are something he could never achieve no matter how hard he tried.

This isn't just a difference in fitness; it's a crushing advantage in talent!

On the tree.

Lin Mo was completely oblivious to the wolfish gazes of the group below.

He was hanging upside down, holding onto the stems of three coconuts with one hand.

My wrist twitched slightly.

"Snap!"

A crisp snapping sound.

He twisted off three green coconuts, each the size of a football!

How much strength would that require?

After unscrewing the coconut, Lin Mo didn't rush to get down.

He suddenly contracted his core, and his upper body sprang back to the tree trunk as if it were springy.

The rise and fall are light and pleasant, like doing calisthenics.

"then!"

Lin Mo shouted down.

But then he realized that Jiang Ruoyun, who was practically disabled, was below. If he hit her, she would probably cry for ages.

"Fine, just move aside."

Lin Mo changed his tune.

The crowd under the tree immediately scattered like startled birds and beasts.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The three coconuts landed precisely on the sand, creating three small craters.

Followed by.

Lin Mo glanced at the height.

Five or six meters.

If it were his past life, he probably would have jumped right away.

But now I have to pretend to have a "bad back" persona... although it seems to have almost completely fallen apart.

Forget it, I'd better keep a low profile.

He hugged the tree trunk with both hands, loosening his stance slightly.

"Slurp—"

It's like going down a slide.

He slid down the tree trunk at breakneck speed.

When he was about a meter from the ground, he gently pushed off with his legs, flipped over in the air, and landed steadily on the ground.

It landed silently.

Even their bare feet didn't sink too deep into the sand.

That lightness, achieved through unparalleled control over her body, left every man present with a profound sense of powerlessness.

Lin Mo patted the dust off his hands and then the tree bark scraps off his clothes.

Without blushing or panting.

He didn't even break a sweat.

It was as if the thrilling climb he had just experienced was merely a brief interlude in his after-dinner stroll.

He strolled slowly to the beach chair and slipped his feet into the flip-flops.

"Clatter".

Put the slippers back in their place.

The lazy,颓废, seemingly sleepy Lin Mo is back.

If it weren't for the three fresh coconuts still on the ground, everyone would have thought that what just happened was an illusion.

"Give."

Lin Mo bent down and picked up a coconut.

But he didn't hand it directly to Jiang Ruoyun.

This thing is thick-skinned; even for a pampered young lady like Jiang Ruoyun, who can't even open a mineral water bottle cap, it's just for show.

Lin Mo pulled a small folding fruit knife from his pocket.

This was his habit from his previous life of always carrying tools with him. Even after transmigrating, he felt uneasy if he didn't have a few handy tools in his pocket.

The fruit knife wasn't very big, and it looked a bit dull.

But in Lin Mo's hands, it seemed to have become a divine weapon that could cut through iron like mud.

His wrist flicked, and the blade flashed.

They didn't violently chop it like the coconut seller.

Rather, it's like sculpting a work of art.

Each cut precisely removes a piece of coconut fiber without damaging the hard shell inside.

It only took a dozen seconds.

The originally round top of the coconut was carved into a beautiful cone shape.

Lin Mo gently pried open the coconut eye with the tip of his knife.

A soft "pop" sound.

The coconut juice overflowed, and its sweet aroma instantly filled the air.

He then pulled a straw out of his pocket—it was leftover from drinking milk that morning, and he had casually put it in his pocket.

Insert the straw.

Lin Mo then handed the coconut to Jiang Ruoyun, his tone still nonchalant:

"Drink up, don't choke."

Jiang Ruoyun looked at the coconut that was handed to her.

The cut on that coconut was smooth and even, as if it had been cut by a machine.

She looked up at Lin Mo's face, which, despite its stubble, seemed exceptionally pleasing to the eye at that moment.

My heart skipped a beat, much to my dismay.

Is this... what it feels like to be favored?

Zhao Kuo climbed the tree just now to drink coconut juice, but he didn't even make it up to the top.

Lin Mo not only climbed up, but also took care of everything and fed her directly to her mouth.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

Jiang Ruoyun took the coconut with both hands. The cool touch spread throughout her body, but warmed her heart.

She lowered her head, put the straw in her mouth, and took a big gulp.

The cool, sweet coconut juice slid down her throat, taking away the heat of the seaside and all the unhappiness in her heart.

"Is it sweet?" Lin Mo asked casually.

Jiang Ruoyun raised her head, a trace of glistening coconut juice still clinging to the corner of her mouth, her eyes crinkling with a smile, and nodded vigorously:

"Sweet! Extremely sweet!"

At that moment, her smile was even more dazzling than the summer sun.

【Ahhh! I can't take it! This is too much pampering!】

[I hereby declare this couple locked up! I'm swallowing the key!]

[Lin Mo isn't just slacking off; he's clearly a top-tier hunter!]

I also want to drink the coconuts that Brother Lin Mo picked himself!

Just as the entire internet was swooning over the sweet moments, an untimely voice suddenly broke in.

"Um... Brother Lin Mo..."

Lin Chacha's eyes turned red with jealousy as she looked at Jiang Ruoyun's satisfied expression.

On what grounds?

Why should Jiang Ruoyun be able to enjoy this kind of treatment?

She bit her lip, deliberately pulled her collar down a little, and moved closer to Lin Mo.

She coaxed in a sickeningly sweet voice, the kind that could kill a diabetic on the spot:

"I'm thirsty too~ I want a coconut too~"

As she spoke, she reached out, trying to tug at Lin Mo's sleeve.

Lin Mo was about to lie back down in his rocking chair and continue to laze around when he heard the sound, and his body instinctively shrank back.

It's like hiding from something dirty.

He didn't even glance at Lin Chacha, and instinctively covered his lower back, his brows instantly furrowing into a deep frown.

His previous heroic demeanor, leaping across rooftops and scaling walls, had vanished completely.

Instead, a mask of pain was worn.

"Ouch……"

Lin Mo let out a miserable groan and collapsed onto the rocking chair.

"No, I can't take it anymore..."

I just strained my back.

"The doctor said I can't do strenuous exercise. Now I'm doomed; my old injury has flared up again."

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the man who had been "Tarzan" one second and "paralyzed" the next.

This is so fake!

Why didn't you cry out in pain when you were doing the upside-down hook?

Why didn't you cry out in pain when you landed?

The girl just came over wanting a sip of coconut juice, and you immediately became disabled?

Lin Chacha's hand froze in mid-air, her face displaying a variety of expressions, turning red and white in turns, as if she had opened a dye shop.

"Brother Lin Mo, you..."

She was so embarrassed that she could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the sand with her toes.

Lin Mo completely ignored her embarrassment.

He rubbed his lower back and pointed to the two remaining coconuts on the ground, saying with a righteous expression:

"You can drink it if you want."

"Scan the QR code to pay, 200 yuan each."

"I need to save up for medical expenses."