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Chapter 15 How much is enough?

Yan Fuguang walked in front, followed by the PD and camera guy.

Yan Fuguang, whose upper body has always been shown in the photo, finally appears in full.

[Guigui, these legs are probably two meters long!]

[Officially announced that the Year of Leg Play has become obsolete, and now it is time to start playing Leg Play for a century!]

[Looking at other people and then myself, I suspect for the first time that I am a third-class disabled person]

[My eyes are rulers, my absolute ten-headed body is not running away, I am a fashion design graduate, don’t use the bar, the bar is yours]

Yan Fuguang didn't know that the netizens were looking at her back with heart-wrenching eyes. She was quickly analyzing the route based on the known information.

Although the map is simply drawn, the necessary conditions have been given, such as the direction of disembarkation, the direction of the camp, etc.

The program crew also thoughtfully gave everyone a compass, but they didn't care whether they could use it or not. Anyway, if they couldn't complete the task, they would get no points. By then, they would be short of food, clothing, and sleep, and the guests would have no choice but to admit defeat.

Yan Fuguang's speed is not slow, and she is not at all like an inexperienced novice. The feeling of being overwhelmed does not exist in her at all.

After walking a few dozen meters, Yan Fuguang suddenly turned around and asked, "Can you keep up?"

The guy behind the camera lowered his head and smiled. He must be fine. The person carrying the camera has no physical strength, and this time he brought all portable equipment. Although the backpack was filled with bits and pieces, it was all trivial.

PD didn't expect that Yan Fuguang still had the time to care about these things. After all, the two elder men are better than the little girl.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry about us, we'll just follow you."

He thought Yan Fuguang might be embarrassed to ask for help, so he asked in a roundabout way if they would always be there.

After hearing this, Yan Fuguang said no more and continued to move forward at a constant speed.

It's not that she doesn't want to speed up, it's just that her body isn't easy to use right now. The straight and straight body is a natural beauty, and it's not the same thing as the powerful slenderness that can be achieved through exercise.

She has only done aerobics once so far, which is far from the passing mark. She can only use various tips to keep breathing and save energy.

Yan Fuguang did not want to speak in order to save effort, and the two staff members did not speak unless necessary, so the audience in the live broadcast room began to enjoy the silent film.

In addition to Yan Fuguang's slight breathing coming from the radio equipment, there were only the occasional chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves. Together with the scenery of a tropical island, it had a unique charm.

Although Yan Fuguang has only been exposed to the public for more than two hours, a bunch of pretty people have already gathered in the live broadcast room, and they are currently exploring Yan Fuguang's beauty in 360 degrees.

[Even the sound of her breathing is so beautiful, she really makes me cry to death]

[Top ASMR, I want to record it, my insomnia is finally saved]

【I will protect my wife!】

[The person in front of you is clearly my wife!!!]



Yan Fuguang walked all the way thinking about what to use for fishing. Looking at the topography of this desert island, the stream should not be deep and the water flow should not be too fast. If the net provided by the program team does not work well, then he can only use a harpoon.

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I haven't done this kind of work for a long time, so I don't know if my skills are rusty.

Thinking about this, Yan Fuguang began to look for suitable branches. They should be longer and tougher, not too brittle, otherwise they would easily break if applied too much force.

Seeing that Yan Fuguang was busy minding her own business, the PD couldn't help but remind her to interact with the audience a little and at least tell her what she was doing now.

Yan Fuguang turned to look at the camera: "Do you want me to explain?"

[I want it, I want it, I want it, I just want to say something]

[I haven’t heard my sister’s voice for ten years, I’m so hungry and thirsty]

[I have a roommate whose last wish is to hear his sister say a few words. It would be even better if he could sing a few words]

[His roommate is me. I’m about to die. My sister, please say a few words.]

"Okay, we're going to catch fish later, so now we're going to make some handy tools."

Yan Fuguang took out the fishing net from his bag and showed it to the camera: "The director only gave me this, but it doesn't look very useful, so I have to rely on myself."

In the distance, the director who was looking at the monitor had three black lines falling on his forehead. How dare he complain to the audience openly?

Sure enough, the barrage in the No. 7 live broadcast room began to denounce the program crew's "shameless behavior" on a large scale.

[Am I right? Isn’t this a basketball net? 】

[This mesh can leak out elephants, how can it be possible to catch fish!]

[Where's the director, if you get rough, I promise I won't beat the shit out of you!]

[Where on earth did you find such a bad net? The nets in the places where I play wildball are not this bad!]

Yan Fuguang, who had complained "accidentally", continued to speak.

"Now I need to find a piece of wood to make a harpoon. Fortunately, the director gave me a knife. Otherwise, I would have to go to the stream and chant sutras. Maybe I can influence them."

Not to mention, she can also chant sutras, but I don’t know if she can influence the fish. But Old Man Time said that she has great luck in this life, how about... try it?

The barrages were so amused by her "cold jokes" that they turned into tentacle monsters one after another.

[Leave those fish alone, come to me if you have any trouble, I have six impure roots, I want to hear my sister recite sutras!]

[How did you come up with the idea of ​​chanting sutras? It amused me to death!]

[I kind of want to see if I'm sick, please come and wake me up]

When there are a lot of people, there are bound to be troublemakers, and a few trolls began to appear amid the laughter.

[Killing animals at a young age and even making fun of his family members!]

[Why do you need to catch fish? Why don’t you eat meat? It’s not environmentally friendly at all!]

[Vegetarian monsters are so stupid, don’t kill animals, what do you think about desert island survival! 】

[Oh, why are there still monks watching the live broadcast? No, now all monks have to be college students. The temples in front of me probably won’t accept it even if they send it to their doorsteps!]

[No, no, no, there are people with normal intelligence who can’t understand jokes?]

Yan Fuguang couldn't see the barrage, and even if she saw it, she wouldn't pay attention to it. She had already found a piece of wood with a suitable thickness, but the length was a little short, so she would keep it for later use.

After walking for about twenty minutes, the sound of water finally came, and the air became more humid than before.

Yan Fuguang's body was also soaked with sweat, and his moist skin shone under the reflection of the sun. He had already taken off his sun protection jacket, and his voluptuous waist was tied into a tight-fitting vest, which aroused the excitement of people both on and off the screen.

After taking out the map and marking it, and taking a few more sips of water, Yan Fuguang suddenly asked: "Does the director have a specified quantity? How much is enough?"

PD shook his head and said: "I didn't say, just try your best. Anyway, points will be calculated based on weight in the end."

"Do it as much as possible?" Yan Fuguang was surprised, "Are you sure?"

PD had no doubt that he was there, and a little girl could catch a few fish, so he nodded.

His sister is about the same age as Yan Fuguang, and she doesn't even dare to fish. Even if Yan Fuguang is more courageous, there is a limit. After all, catching fish is really a technical job.
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