Jian Shiwu's heart collapsed a little.
It's a pity that some guests are already halfway through answering the questions. If he hesitates again, the day lily will be cold. In desperation, Jian Shiwu held the phone and asked nervously: "Well, if 50 billion and I Falling off a cliff together, who will you save first?"
Shen Cheng asked, "Why did you fall off the cliff?"
"..."
Jian Shiwu became angry from embarrassment: "It's not important at all, so will you save me or not?"
Although he didn't force people to give the correct answer, it was obvious that this annoyed look seemed to show that if Shen Cheng didn't give the ideal answer today, he would have nothing to say.
Netizens on the Internet are obviously also watching:
"Five billions! No one can handle it."
"My boyfriend, don't say 50 billion, maybe 5 million is cowardly."
"Sister, boyfriend of the same style."
Jian Shiwu thought that Shen Cheng would at least think about it, but who knew that the man didn't hesitate: "Save you."
For some reason, this answer made Jian Shiwu feel relieved. He took a step forward. The finger press board really hurt under his feet, especially after standing for a long time. He deeply felt the pain. After taking a few breaths, he turned his face away and looked at the staff's hands.
Issue updated on board:
In fact, I have a secret, I am a fairy in the sky, do you believe it
Correct answer: letter.
Jian Shiwu closed his eyes a little autistically, and the audience was amused by his look of lovelessness. He also thought that maybe Shen Cheng would think he was joking, but under the pressure of the sand sculpture program group, he still put the question Asked out: "Well, I said that I am a fairy from the sky, do you believe it?"
There was a pause on the phone.
Even Mr. Shen probably never thought that there would be such outrageous problems.
However, soon, his voice was deep and powerful: "I believe."
It didn't look like a joke at all, but it inexplicably made Jian Shiwu's heart tremble. Such a touch made him feel very strange.
But the following fast-paced questions made it too late for Jian Shiwu to think too much. He kept using the microphone to ask the people over there:
"Mirror Mirror Am I the prettiest person in the world?"
"What goes best with cilantro."
"Why do you spit out grape skins when you eat grapes?"
Some of these weird questions can be answered, and some can’t be answered even if the Da Luo Immortal comes. After a lot of tossing, Jian Shiwu felt that his body was going to be hollowed out, so he was able to configure it. A tent and some necessary daily necessities, Shen Cheng over there didn't chase him to explain, but when he was about to hang up the phone at the end of the game, he whispered: "It's fun."
Jian Shiwu's heart moved, and he wanted to say something, but because of the presence of a photographer, he nodded lightly, and replied: "Got it."
Their relationship is tacit and natural.
These are all clearly visible on the camera, and many netizens began to boldly guess the relationship between the two:
"Isn't that love?"
"This man's voice is nice, help me."
"Through the screen, I feel like I'm pregnant with ww"
"Ordinary friends."
"Ordinary friends who don't want 50 billion, please give me a dozen."
Many people were extremely excited, and after the game ended, the battle conditions of the other guests were different. Jian Shiwu looked around and found that he was not the least. The least person was Sun Liman. What she recited was The mobile phone number of her best friend, and the plastic best friend was obviously a little unreliable, and in the end she only grabbed a tent.
Others dialed either friends, relatives, or buddies. The married teacher dialed his partner. The person who took the most things was actually Gu Duan. And the knowledgeable assistant obviously also plays a very good assist effect.
Jin Zhe said with emotion: "There is actually someone who can memorize the assistant's phone by heart."
"That's right!"
Sun Liman was not convinced, she complained, "Does Director Gu have no friends?"
Jian Shiwu took another look at the red-haired man not far away. Since he knew the inside story, he could no longer look at it with a joking heart. Maybe it was because he knew Shen Cheng well, and he knew those years without branches How hard life is, so he can understand those tastes better.
Jian Shiwu pursed her lips, smiled at Sun Liman and said, "Maybe everyone has their own way of living."
Although Sun Liman was a little careless, but seeing Jian Shiwu's weird performance, he did something after all, so he didn't say anything more.
After the game is over, it is normal to work in groups. Because Jian Shiwu's teacher is Gu Duan, he is naturally assigned to a group. I have communicated with the director before that I don't need to sleep in a tent, but it is still necessary to work together. Speaking of which, he has actually received a lot of care in the past three months, so it's not awkward to be with Gu Duan.
on the contrary
When the two neighboring tents were being set up, Director Gu's tent next door had already been set up, and Jian Shiwu was still studying the blueprints.
Gu Duan wanted to pass by him: "Let's go."
"oh…"
Jian Shiwu stepped aside, and when Gu Duan returned after washing his hands not far away, the one squatting on the ground was still studying the blueprint.
The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he walked up to Jian Shiwu: "Do you have a grudge against this piece of paper?"
Jian Shiwu: "No."
"Then why are you staring at it all the time!"
Gu Duan got angry and kicked him lightly: "Get lost."
Jian Shiwu was suddenly murdered, and he was wronged for a while. Who knew that after he moved away, the man beside him started to pick up his tent and set it up. There was no need for blueprints at all, and he started to set up the tent very skillfully.
Jian Shiwu was dumbfounded: "You are amazing."
"What a fart." Gu Duan snorted softly, "It's as long as you have a hand on this thing."
"..."
has been connoted.
Jane saw him building a tent at noon, and the witty little Jane suggested: "Then let me build a pot. I just grabbed a bag of seafood when I was robbing supplies. Now it's getting late at three or four o'clock. I'll cook dinner~ "
Gu Duan didn't look back: "Yes."
So Jian Shiwu finally found the meaning of his existence. He stood up and found the pot and started his stewing career. He is not good at cooking, but he always has an inexplicable confidence.
After Gu Duan managed to set up the tent and came over, he saw a pot of boiling water with all kinds of unknown seafood objects floating in it. Jian Shiwu was still pouring seasoning into it and stirring it with a spoon. Hey, just like making witch soup, when he saw himself coming, he showed a sweet smile: "Just wait for the soup."
Gu Duan was silent for a moment.
After traveling all over the world for so many years, facing the pot in front of him, he was inexplicably terrified.
Taking the spoon from Jian Shiwu's hand, the man put the soup into his mouth and sipped it. Jian Shiwu still looked at him expectantly, his eyes sparkling like light: "How is it?"
"..."
The sea breeze blows, and there is silence.
Although the man didn't speak, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help laughing:
"Director Gu has met his opponent."
"This is the first time I've seen him look like this."
"Little Jane, you are cruel enough."
Gu Duan put down the spoon silently, and said to Jian Shiwu, "Is there anyone who advises you to stay away from the kitchen?"
Jian Shiwu looked at him suspiciously, and said hesitantly, "It seems there is, what's the matter?"
"Then listen to him."
Gu Duan pointed to the two tents next to him, and ordered: "Now, go and make the bed, and don't appear in front of me until dinner is ready."
Jian Shiwu was slightly surprised: "Don't you want me to help?"
Gu Duan glanced at him coldly, full of murderous aura, as if he would kill you if you dare to get close to the master, Jian Shiwu swallowed the words that came to his lips in an instant, and obediently ran to tidy the bed, his cowardly This was also recorded by the photographer Buluo, which made the audience in the live broadcast room laugh non-stop.
evening
satiated
Jane Shiwu patted her stomach in satisfaction, affirming Gu Duan: "You are a good cook."
Gu Duan sneered.
As the evening sun fell, the mission of the group was to catch the sea. Tomorrow, they would take the things they caught the sea to the market and sell them to earn the fare for the return trip. There were some small seafood such as oysters hidden in the sand. I don't know how to do it at noon.
He even screamed because he caught a small crab with his bare hands and was pinched, and was finally scolded by Gu Duan: "You pig."
Jian Shiwu managed to get rid of the crab, and muttered: "Don't keep scolding me, what if you call me stupid."
"You are stupid."
Gu Duan glared at him, in order to prevent Jian Shiwu from committing suicide again, he beckoned: "Come here."
When Jian Shiwu walked over, she saw a man throwing salt into a hole, and a small thing came out after a while. Gu Duan caught it quickly and put it in the bucket. A series of movements flowed smoothly.
Jian Shiwu exclaimed, and couldn't help but praise: "How can you do this, and how many hidden skills I don't know, amazing."
Gu Duan didn't have much reaction: "Is it good to know more?"
Just as Jian Shiwu was about to nod, the man said softly, "When you are about to starve to death, you can master many survival skills."
The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the person, and the setting sun stretched the person's shadow very long. For a moment, it seemed to shorten the distance of the person. Jian Shiwu raised his head and looked at Gu Duan. It was a calm face, stern and Deep, this is a strange Gu Duan that he has never seen before.
Jane Shiwu was full of thoughts.
Because it was too late, there was no photographer to follow, and the recording of the show was almost over, he became more courageous, and for some reason, he subconsciously asked: "Why are you starved to death, you... had a very difficult life before ?"
Gu Duan glanced sideways at him.
Jian Shiwu was a little flustered when he was looked at, he looked away and said, "I'm just curious."
"Didn't they tell you?" Gu Duan looked down at him with a smile on his lips: "I'm an orphan."
Jane Shiwu suddenly raised her head.
He knew that Gu Duan was Donald's son, and monkeys would not lie to him. The news should be true, but it was strange that at this moment, he looked at Gu Duan and met the man's deep eyes. In those eyes, There was a firm silence, like, this sentence is true, in Gu Duan's heart, he has always been an orphan and never had that nominal father.
and inexplicable
Jian Shiwu was sure that he wasn't trying to deceive himself deliberately, because he felt that such a proud master would not bother to lie.