wild fall

The conversation was bound to end badly.

After hanging up Jiang Ran's phone call, Shen Jinchen's face was frosty, and his whole body was full of uncontrollable hostility.The doctors who treated his wounds were more cautious.

Only the man leaning against the wine cabinet turned a blind eye and fiddled with the lighter for a while.

"Could it be your white moonlight?" The man teased with a smile, his handsome facial features hidden in the darkness, obscure.

This was the first time I saw Shen Jinchen suffer at the hands of a woman.

Shen Jinchen glanced over sharply, and said coldly, "Take care of your brother, and next time, I won't look at the face of the Yan family."

Yan Qingchen pursed his lips, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, "It's typical to lift up your pants and deny people, and Yuyuzi doesn't like Jiang Ran, so what's the point of such hostility?"

The situation was urgent, so many people could be transferred from Feidao in such a short period of time, and it would be impossible to do without the help of the Yan family.

"It's best like this." Shen Jinchen said lightly.

Although people died on the island, the program cannot stop recording because of this incident.

After the program team called the police, the non-island government immediately sent police over to conduct a comprehensive investigation on the island.

A part of the police force was left behind to ensure the normal recording of the show.

Because Jiang Ran's foot was injured, the director team thoughtfully prepared a wheelchair for her.

Everyone rested for a day, and the next day, everyone gathered at the port again.

The director team arranged for people to check the luggage of each guest inside and out before allowing the guests to board the ship.

Yan Qingyu pushed Jiang Ran's wheelchair. Originally, he wanted to support Jiang Ran to walk, but Jiang Ran now regards him as a virus. Seeing his hand stretched out, he shook it away vigorously, jumped long with one foot, and firmly protected his hand, " Don't help me, I can go up by myself."

The professionalism from female stars will never give any black fans a chance to lead the rhythm.

I saw Jiang Ran jumping onto the boat with one foot by virtue of his own strength.

Yan Qingyu: "."

Is he that scary?

Soon, they landed on the island.

Considering that Yan Qingyu was alone in Yan Qingyu's group and that Jiang Ran was inconvenient to move, the program team specially equipped them with a walkie-talkie.

In order to record enough editing material in a short time, leave this place as soon as possible.

The director team was even worse this time, they didn't even distribute the food, and insisted on asking the guests to "survive" on the deserted island, which intensified everyone's conflicts from the very beginning.

After landing on the island, Yan Qingyu's stomach growled.

But now that Jiang Ran's foot was injured, the burden of finding food fell on him.

He also felt that he had to carry the banner and play a role.

He saw the process of Jiang Ran catching fish last time, it was so simple, he must be fine.

Yan Qingyu was worried about leaving Jiang Ran alone in the camp. After packing up his things, he pushed Jiang Ran to the small river, and vowed, "Jiang Ran, just watch from the bank, and I'll catch fish."

Jiang Ran looked suspicious, "Will you catch it?"

This young master is delicate and expensive.

Yan Qingyu's eyes widened, and he said unwillingly, "Trust me, it's fine."

Jiang Ran's feet hurt badly, and she didn't want to bother, so she nodded, "Okay."

Yan Qingyu took a deep breath, rolled up her sleeves and pants, and stepped into the water with her bare feet.

He lowered his head, saw the fish in the water, held his breath, then plunged headlong into it, held the fish with his hands, and then picked it up, the slippery fish bounced around in his arms, and threw its tail on his face, The body twisted lightly a few times, slid a certain distance, and fell into the water again.

The boy touched his face and scratched his hair. Is it so difficult?

He looked back at Jiang Ran in embarrassment, only to see Jiang Ran looking at him inexplicably, and he said bravely, "I was just practicing, I'm not ready."

I can!

Yan Qingyu, you can do it.

After refueling himself, Yan Qingyu plunged into the water again, splashing a large splash.

The fish in the wild are already sensitive, but the fish in the vicinity have long since disappeared without a trace.

A typical meal operation is as fierce as a tiger.

The result operation is two hundred and five.

After fluttering for a long time, the fish was not caught, but Yan Qingyu was a little exhausted and swam back to the shore awkwardly.

Yan Qingyu drooped her expression, "It's so difficult!"

Jiang Ran held her forehead speechlessly, she knew it.

"When you go into the water, you should be gentle, your eyes should be fast, and your posture should be handsome. When the fish is not moving, grab the fins." Jiang Ran said succinctly.

When it comes to this, everyone should understand it.

Yan Qingyu seemed to understand but half understood, "I understand, I'll go right away."

According to the method taught by Jiang Ran, Yan Qingyu tried again, holding his breath, trying to be quick with his eyes and hands, and then grabbed the fins.

But he plunged down and hit the stone directly.

It seemed to be hurting, Yan Qingyu raised his head, tears were still glistening in his eyes, his expression was as pitiful as it could be.

Jiang Ran: "."

She shouldn't have hoped for Yan Qingyu.

Yan Qingyu landed on the shore with his head down, exhausted a lot of physical strength, and his stomach growled even louder.

Jiang Ran picked up a grass and put it in her mouth, her face was ashen, she was also very hungry.

But the two who had no food could only stare wide-eyed.

After a while, Jiang Ran waved to Yan Qingyu and whispered something.

Yan Qingyu blinked, "Can it work?"

"If you want to be hungry, pretend I didn't say so." Jiang Ran was very calm.

The photographer who had been following them was very curious and asked tentatively, "What are you discussing?"

"Want to know?" Jiang Ran hooked the photographer. When the photographer couldn't bear the curiosity and approached him, his face suddenly changed, "I won't tell you."

Photographer: "."

Fine.

There was no way to catch the fish. After Yan Qingyu packed his things, he pushed Jiang Ran along the coastline.

There were no other groups along the way.

After all, everyone is busy "surviving", so there is no time to find others.

Yan Qingyu pushed Jiang Ran to the location of the warning line last time. He still had lingering fears about this place. When he thought of the death in front of him, he said with difficulty, "Jiang Ran, I. Do we still have to go there?"

Jiang Ran glanced at him sideways, "Are you scared?"

Yan Qingyu shook his head, he is a man, how could he be afraid.

"Not afraid." Yan Qingyu gritted her teeth, but her calves kept shaking.

The director who saw this scene: "."

Don't be afraid, then don't shake!
When Jiang Ran passed through here before, he found some problems.

This place seemed wild and overgrown with vegetation, but there were many footprints of people. Although it was covered with broken grass, Jiang Ran could still see the clues.

The cameraman and the director behind the screen are very interested. What are they doing here again?
They stopped at one place, Yan Qingyu looked around, and asked uncertainly, "Jiang Ran, are you sure you're here?"

Nothing but grass.

Jiang Ran wanted to knock him on the head, "There is nothing around, won't you look at the ground?"

Hearing this, Yan Qingyu just lowered his head, and not far ahead, he suddenly saw several white skulls, and his face turned pale with fright, "Jiang Ran, there are heads in front of you."

Almost reflexively, he hid behind Jiang Ran.

Something happened to be infected with ginger.

Jiang Ran was speechless, really that speechless.

"Yan Qingyu, look clearly, it's fake, whose skull has blood on it?"

Jiang Ran was about to be blown out of anger. If her feet were fine, she would definitely kick Yan Qingyu away.

Who is taking care of whom?

Yan Qingyu only dared to look sideways from the wheelchair, and indeed saw the dried blood stains, so she became bolder, mustered up her courage, and used her flicking skills to flick the skull away.

He pushed aside the grass and found that this piece of grass was deliberately placed on it to cover it.

Suddenly, the director who was staring at the screen felt a bad feeling in his heart.