It seems that I was caught by the photographer because of the secret alliance between Anna and I, and the photographer who felt that he had captured the big idea has been following me with great interest since then.
In order to stay in front of the camera and not pick coconuts like a monkey, I wasted countless brain cells. Choose a coconut tree that slopes at an angle of almost forty-five degrees, climb up gracefully like a leopard, and chop down fresh coconuts with a few neat strokes of the machete.
Also, in order to avoid appearing to be powerless in front of the camera, I didn't change my hands, and slashed hard with a machete in one hand. After cutting down three or four coconuts, my right shoulder and upper arm were already sore.
"I'm going to the toilet, so I don't have to follow that step, right?" I was walking back to the camp, threw the coconut on the ground, and wanted to turn around and go back to the bushes, but I found that the photographer was still following with great interest. Helplessly teased him.
"Hahaha, Brian. Shooting you is really like shooting a fashion MV all the time." The photographer who has been shooting the Beauty Tribe for a few days is obviously familiar with me. Back with a smile.
"Even if I'm wearing this dirty tank top and jeans?" I laughed and tugged at the gray tank top that was covered in dirt from the challenge, and my hips and knees and ankles were all mud-colored. jeans.
After a few small chats, the photographer finally waved goodbye to me. I turned around and walked back into the bushes. Time is tight, I have to go back before Mario and the others come back from fishing.
Analysis of the Alliance of Wisdom Tribes:
After returning from the island of exile, Rhett made an analysis of their alliance after observing the members of the tribe that night. Fanny, the businesswoman, became silent in the tribe.
Reid guessed that it was because of the last tribal meeting, and only Fanny voted with Reed, the engineer who was voted away. In other words, lawyer Casey, reporter Selena, and the poker player Hansen have formed a coalition.
This time, Reid was thrown on the Wandering Island by the Power Tribe again. In some cases, it was not only an opportunity to sign up, but also another chance to join the lawyer Casey Alliance.
Although the Alliance of Wisdom Tribes is ostensibly the poker player Hansen said the most, lawyer Casey played the same hand as I did. Launching Hansen as a shield secretly has a closer relationship with reporter Selena. Moreover, Casey had the intention of contacting Reid to show his good intentions, which should be to make a backup plan for himself.
Fanny's last vote obviously angered Casey, so she completely chose not to win over Fanny and choose Rhett instead.
After I read Reid's note, I replied with a few suggestions to let Reid show his analytical skills in front of Casey. In this way, Casey paid more attention to the existence of Reid. After all, Reid missed the tribal meeting on the Isle of Exile twice. This invisibly made him an invisible man in the battle for the power of the Wisdom Tribe.
This is both a disadvantage and an advantage. Because this can reduce Casey's vigilance, and Rhett's appearance looks like a novice student, more than Linna's scheming look, which makes Casey more at ease.
I put the note back into the cloth bag next to the water bottle, and planned to exchange it for Rhett in the reward game tomorrow. I picked up a dry branch and walked to the camp.
Another day passed, and the second bonus game came.
"Guess what today's prize will be?" Jeff lifted the sackcloth covering the prize in the eyes of everyone looking forward to it. "Fruits! All kinds of expensive tropical fruits! You can supplement your vitamin C, after all, lack of vitamins is not good for your health."
After Jeff announced the rules of the game, I handed the note back to Rhett before everyone was paying attention. Oh, not everyone didn't notice, at least Dillon saw it.
Then he naturally walked up to me and whispered in a low voice, "How was my proposal last time?"
I looked at the guy in the military training uniform without a trace, and still felt damn sexy. But in a way, it's cunning and abominable. "Are you a threat or a good friend? And you can actually laugh? In the power tribe, with a dead face, standing beside me smiling like a flower, are you not afraid of their suspicion?"
Dillon didn't seem to be offended by my sarcastic words. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course it's good. You know I'm not good at communicating with ordinary people, and I have no intention of sharing your secret with the little doctor over there. Get out. As long as you promise to let your league miss a chance to throw me out after the merger."
"It's pretty nice to say. And I'm not good at communicating with ordinary people. Can you talk freely with me?" I was a little upset and couldn't help but reply.
"I don't know why, when I saw that little doctor, I thought he should be more than a student. And you? You seem to be planning the situation, but you are not like those young people who I can't understand the way of thinking. ." Dillon replied, a little helpless in his tone, as if dealing with a disobedient pet in his family.
Even more unhappy! I raised my head and looked at him coldly. But he was a wild animal, and his instincts were astonishingly terrifying. I can only answer his previous request seriously, "Yes, although it's too risky for us to let your strong opponent in the personal immunity contest stay until the end. But I don't have a choice, do I? You don't think so. Have you complained to the show crew about me?"
Dillon gave a low laugh, and that hoarse and sexy voice slipped past my ear, tickling my heart. He whispered, "Can I still do this? Oh, I didn't expect that participating in this kind of reality show would be so fun. How could I ruin a good show with my own hands?"
"A good show? You are here to watch a good show, and you don't need this million-dollar prize?" I couldn't help raising my eyebrows. You know, he doesn't look like someone who is interested in TV shows. Is it true that he came to participate in this show not because of the need for bonuses, but because he wanted to experience life? Haven't had enough experience with the usual army training
"Naturally there is a demand." Dillon said with a serious face, "but my purpose is to enter the merger and win every individual immunity game. I only cooperate with you to ensure that in case."
Every personal immunity contest? This is too loud. But it made me think deeply. If he can really do it, wouldn't it be a big stumbling block for me and Rhett to enter the final two
I even had to compromise his deal by underestimating the Survivor contestants and giving him a chance to catch me and Rhett. It looks like the personal immunity contest is going to be a tough fight. I'd at least make sure that Dillon loses his personal immunity more than once before throwing him out the second time.
After an interlude with Dillon, the Power Tribe won first place in this bonus round, taking most of the expensive tropical fruit. The Beautiful Tribe was second, but also received half of the tropical fruits less than the first prize, but at least the second prize of fresh fruit.
After returning to the tribe, Carmelita and Jenny finally couldn't help speaking to Mario. It should be said that Carmelita kept an eye and let Jenny speak first.
I was sitting on the side adjusting my harpoon, watching Jenny squirmly walking to Mario who had just brought the fruit all the way down and put it down, and said, "Mario, when are we going to divide these fruits? Me and I Can Carmelita eat an apple first?"
"I have to confirm with Brian how many fruits there are, and then distribute them according to the calculation." Mario's face was a little bad, but it seems that Carmelita and Jenny went to the challenge today to help everyone win these fruits. Yes, he explained in a good voice.
The Wisdom Tribe voted away Reed and the businesswoman Fanny for two consecutive tribal meetings. Austin and I took a break from the reward game so that we could play in the immunity contest.
"You! What do you mean! These fruits are not yours alone!" Who knew that Jenny couldn't see that Mario was holding his breath, but instead choked with him.
"It's precisely because it belongs to everyone, so you have to count the days to eat! After eating it all at once, when there is a shortage of food in the future, there is no need to eat." Mario couldn't bear the fact that he really didn't know what to do. Jenny, she even spoke to him loudly, so he replied with a strong tone.
"Mario, you're a dictator! Just because you're the biggest in the tribe, can you do whatever you want? You don't catch as much fishing as Brian, so it's me and Carmelita who have contributed to this reward game. Yes!" Jenny plausibly even ripped me into the water.
I can't let her ruin my image in Mario's eyes as having no right to compete for hearts in just a few words.
So I put down the harpoon in my hand and stepped forward, and said indifferently under the camera lens: "Jenny, that's not what you said. Mario's command and dispatch in the immunity contest and reward match is also very useful. Yes, there must be a person in the tribe who can make up his mind to win the right to speak. Otherwise, like the Wisdom Tribe, no one will obey anyone, and what can they do?"
This time, the quarrel between Jenny and Mario was completely recorded on camera. The photographer who followed him filmed Mario putting down the box containing the fruit, and before he had time to turn off the camera and go back to rest, he filmed a good scene.
Anyway, Jenny and Mario tore their faces in public this time, and the relationship is estimated to be irreversible. I also don't have to pretend to be too out of the way, and I'll be unhappy if I overdo it. After all, everyone likes to have friends come to help when they are quarreling with others.
"Brian! Are you still a man? Just let Mario order you to do this and that! Carmelita and I can't stand it anymore, why is he so arrogant?!" Jenny saw me cut in, But turned back at me. I guess it's because I have a better choking voice than Mario on weekdays
The expression on my face didn't change, but a helpless smile hung on my face. I patted Mario on the shoulder comfortingly and said, "That's because Mario's decisions are all right, Jenny. You should calm down, you've been pushed too hard by the recent pressure. Now you're acting like It's like those standard meangirls on TV. Carmelita, you persuade her."
It seems to be a casual metaphor, but it can lead the audience's thinking without a trace in front of the camera. Let them think, ah, Jenny really is exactly the same as the meangirl in those campus youth idol dramas, who makes a fuss for no reason.
On the other hand, Mario was quickly appeased by me. He nodded at me, gave Jenny and Carmelita a disdainful look, turned and left. Obviously he was too lazy to continue this quarrel, but made up his mind to eliminate Jenny first.
Carmelita finally stepped forward to persuade Jenny, and she also achieved her goal of withdrawing Jenny as a shield, so she had an awkward expression on her face that she didn't want to smile. I thought Carmelita, who liked to show off her beauty pageant status at first, would be the first to be eliminated.
Who knew that she was enlightened at the end, but Jenny lost her mind under the pressure and just wanted to vent her inner unhappiness to the people around her. In daily life, in addition to losing one or two friends, boys will condone her.
But among the survivors? To lose your temper with other contestants according to your own mood is direct and chronic suicide. Push yourself to a dead end and miss a chance to get closer to a million dollars.