Zhang Yuan was stunned, what are these words, does she like me to stand up to her? Zhang Yuan suddenly felt a little flustered, and hurriedly asked, "Fan Jiaojiao, are you... to me... huh?"
"I want to be beautiful!" Fan Jiaojiao blushed, "I have a boyfriend. I just told you what I can't say to my boyfriend. At best, you are my boyfriend's stand-in. Don't you Thinking about it."
Yuan blinked his eyes suddenly, but he was puzzled again. What he couldn't say to his boyfriend, but could he tell me? What is the reason for this
"I heard that your boyfriend is also an armed policeman? Zhonghai? Maybe I still know him, what's his name?" Zhang Yuan asked, he really wondered who this Fan Jiaojiao's boyfriend was.
"Ah! How do you know?" Fan Jiaojiao was obviously taken aback when she heard this. She didn't understand why she was so surprised. Could it be that it is a secret thing to have a boyfriend
"Liu Jing told me, is there any problem?"
"This dead girl." Fan Jiaojiao cursed, and hurriedly ran towards Liu Jing, who was digging holes and building stoves with the boys.
"Hey, can your boyfriend tell me?" Zhang Yuan asked.
Fan Jiaojiao's voice came in the breeze, "You don't inquire."
"Neuropathy!" Zhang Yuan curled his lips and lay in the water again.
Just about to recall the scattered memories of the girl in Yinwan Middle School, Qin Xiaogang ran up again.
"Hey, Zhang Yuan, your kid lies here and enjoys the blessing, we are all so busy and exhausted."
Zhang Yuan opened his eyes and smiled. Qin Xiaogang's face was black and smoky, especially the eye circles, which looked like a panda.
"Xiaogang, wash your face first."
Qin Xiaogang himself laughed. It seems that he knows what he looks like now, but he didn't wash his face. "It's useless after washing. We are responsible for making the fire, but we just can't burn it. The more it burns, the smaller it becomes. It's all smoke."
Zhang Yuan turned back to the small stove they had built on the corner of the beach, and smiled: "How can your stuff catch fire, it can only emit smoke, even if there is a fire, it is just a small flame."
Qin Xiaogang smiled and said, "I know you have research on these, so I came to you, to save face, go ahead, Master Zhang!"
Zhang Yuan chuckled, got up and walked over, pushing away the busy boys, and explaining while working.
"First of all, the material for this fire was chosen incorrectly. You make so many yellow leaves to use as a fart, and you can't keep the fire at all. Except for the smoke, it has no effect. It is best to grow hay with branches, thick and thin. All need to be used. After the fire is ignited, it will be thicker. It will burn for a long time and the fire will be large."
The boy who was looking for firewood said depressed: "Where is the thing you said, I can't let me take a taxi to the town to find it."
Yuan Yi pointed to the grove on the opposite side, "There are as many as you want over there."
"Yes, the river is not deep. Here are a few boys. Let's swim over and transport some." Qin Xiaogang took a few boys with a plastic rope and walked away.
Zhang Yuan went on to explain: "This stove is also very important. You need to dig deeper, so that the branches can be put in and there is space for it to burn fully. There must be openings on both sides to allow air to enter easily. Oxygen can help combustion. It works, if you die, the fire is not too big."
Zhang Yuan talked and did it, which led to the temporary cooking classes of the other classes in the second year of high school. The boys listened to the explanation, nodded, and would have to ask two questions for a while. Zhang Yuan also patiently answered.
Seeing the excitement here, it quickly attracted everyone's attention, and then the girls, teachers, and other tourists on the beach all gathered.
"After digging a hole, it is best to put some crushed stones in the center of the bottom, so that the firewood can be set up and supported, which is still conducive to the flow of air..."
"Wow, he's so handsome!" Liu Jing looked at the little stars in Zhang Yuan's eyes, and started reading all the texts and novels.
He was like a nympho, and kept saying, "This kind of boyfriend can't be found with a lantern, and even if he comes to a deserted island with no one, he won't be starved to death."
Fan Jiaojiao's eyes were also full of smiles, but when her gaze saw the approving and proud expression of Lin Xin standing opposite, the corners of her mouth slumped.
"Boyfriend boyfriend, you might as well run over to announce to everyone that this is your boyfriend." Fan Jiaojiao mocked, and walked away unhappy.
"Inexplicable." Liu Jing gave her a blank look, ignored her, and looked at Zhang Yuan excitedly.
"This fire-making object is also very particular. Now we all use lighters. In fact, the best thing to survive in the wild is matches. Before going out, bring some non-safe matches that can be struck anywhere and put them in a waterproof airtight container. Of course, it’s okay to get some dampness. Put it in your hair and rub it a little. The static electricity on your hair will make it dry, but you have to be careful not to ignite your hair."
"Haha." A burst of laughter broke out around. Everyone listened to this kind of free field survival training class. No one usually teaches these things. Even if I read some materials, there is no real person in the text. The memory of the demonstration is deep, and it is not known whether anyone will be in danger after a few years and use what Zhang Yuan taught to escape.
When Zhang Yuan spoke, his hands were not idle, and in a short while, a standard outdoor sand pile stove appeared. His eyes were not idle either, except for occasional eye contact with Lin Xin, most of the time he followed Fan Jiaojiao with seemingly non-existent attention.
It’s not that he has fallen in love with Fan Jiaojiao again. Perhaps most of them are still responsible. Zhang Yuan always feels that if someone really wants to be disadvantageous to Fan Jiaojiao, this autumn tour is the best choice for his opponent. If Zhang Yuan is a killer, then Will not let go of this best time.
Why is it the best? Because in this kind of suburbs, people will relax. Once they relax, they are easy to start. The most important thing is that there are few police officers and few monitoring equipment. After they are successful, they can leave calmly without leaving any clues. A killer can only leave calmly. Going is a good killer. If you kill the target, you can't run away. It's not a killer, it's killing your life.
So even if he was busy working in his hands, Zhang Yuan would not relax his attention to Fan Jiaojiao. Just now Fan Jiaojiao turned and left, he had already noticed. He hadn't planned to call her, but as she walked further and further away, Zhang Yuan still yelled out suddenly.
"Jiaojiao!"
Originally paying attention to Zhang Yuan's countless pairs of eyes, he immediately changed the direction of Zhang Yuan's eyes, and all focused on Fan Jiaojiao who was walking away.
Fan Jiaojiao heard someone shouting, stopped to look back, raised her tender arms like white lotus root, covered the dazzling sunlight with the back of her hand, and smiled at Zhang Yuan. That youthful beauty, a girl with a beautiful figure is like a waterside Athena.
Seeing Fan Jiaojiao turning back, Zhang Yuan shouted again, "Don't go too far."
Fan Jiaojiao left because the sea of vinegar was born, and suddenly became the focus. People who didn’t know each other, almost all thought she was Master Zhang Yuanzhang’s girlfriend at the moment, which made Fan Jiaojiao feel refreshed. Put.
"Don't worry! I will always be in your sight!" Fan Jiaojiao was in a good mood, and she trumpeted her hand before her mouth, and shouted back.
Zhang Yuan nodded. At this time, Qin Xiaogang also dragged the bundles of branches and timber back. Zhang Yuan lit the firelighter while shaking off the water on the dead branches to set up the firewood.
However, the audience became absent-minded, and they were all talking about the relationship between Zhang Yuan and Fan Jiaojiao. Compared to survival in the wild, the boys and girls are more interesting to everyone.
Behind Lin Xin stood an elderly couple in a foreign country, also talking in a low voice.
"It's really a talented woman." The old man praised.
The old lady agreed: "Indeed, a very good pair, they look very affectionate, look at the girl, "I will stay in your sight, so romantic."
The old man said again: "I thought that when we were young, I was also the focus of girls. Why didn't you say such romantic words to me without hearing you?"
The old lady groaned: "I will be the focus of the boys, you don't care about me, why am I so embarrassed to take the initiative."
Listening to the conversation behind her, Lin Xin's heart became annoyed again, and a burst of dark clouds poured into her heart for no reason.
Under Zhang Yuan's practice, the picnic stove in Class 8 of the second grade finally blazed, and a mouthful of the seven-arched aluminum pan that was borrowed from nowhere was also tumbling.
Soon other classes followed the same pattern and built their own stoves, and the second high school 8 class had already built a second fire, one for cooking and one for frying, but it was full of enthusiasm and laughter on everyone’s faces. Flowing, but Chen Dayong's smile was so cold that could not be described.
The next step is to find food. Basically, the instant noodles and ham sausages that the students brought from home are cooked in the pot, but since it is here, it is always interesting to get some food by yourself.
It's a pity that this beach has been swept over and over again by countless tourists. It is basically difficult to find edible sea plants such as kelp and seaweed, and those silly sea fish have basically been salvaged.
The girls ran for a long time and then picked up a lot of irregular stones the size of fingers, and then the girls simply washed them, put in water, and boiled them.
"What is this?" Lin Xin asked suspiciously, "Why do you boil the stones?"
"Haha, Teacher Lin, this is not a pebble, this is a kind of oyster that grows on the reef. Don't look at it as dark as a single oyster. It can be fresh when cooked." Fan Jiaojiao answered.
"Huh?" Lin Xin picked out one from the pot, how it looked like a stone, and couldn't see where it was peeled off, suspiciously: "It's true, why can't I see that it can be eaten?"
Fan Jiaojiao smiled again: "Teacher Lin, I don't believe it either, but this is what Master Zhang said."
Master Zhang naturally refers to Zhang Yuan. Qin Xiaogang's name was originally called by Qin Xiaogang. The classmates thought it was good. Zhang Yuan seemed to understand everything. He could say something like an expert when he talked about it. It was really better than the teacher. To be a teacher, so Master Zhang's name spread quickly.
Xin nodded, threw the stone in her hand back into the pot, and said, "I guess it will be quite difficult to eat right away, right?"
"No, Zhang Yuan... Master said, they will open their mouths as soon as they know it."
"Oh Xin nodded again, and then smiled: "Fan Jiaojiao, don't always call her nicknames, masters, masters, people don't know they think they are monks. "
"Oh?" Fan Jiaojiao was taken aback, her eyes widened and looked at Lin Xin, before she suddenly smiled, and whispered: "Ms. Lin seems to be very afraid that Master Zhang will be a monk, ha ha."
"What are you talking about?" Teacher Lin Xin's face suddenly blushed. Although she is a teacher, she is five or six years older than these girls, but her character is honest and kind and doesn't like fighting with people, so she is thinking how to catch up with the elves. Fan Jiaojiao, who has a lot of weird hearts and thieves.
"I didn't say anything." Fan Jiaojiao smiled triumphantly, and shouted at the girls around, "Girls, everyone is going to dig seafood with me, don't finish digging for other classes."