The stewardess and I lived on a deserted island

"What way?" Yue Tianming was a little puzzled.

Yan Xiaoxiao pointed to his head, raised his eyebrows, and smiled slyly.

"What do you mean, I burned you?" Yue

Tianming said with a blank face, almost smiling angrily.

"I'm talking about hair!hair!Oh my God!Fortunately, I don't have a heart attack!"

Ahh

"I'm really angry with you, bring the knife!" Yan

Xiaoxiao snatched the dagger, and it was a knife to the hair, the dagger was also extremely sharp, and a handful of black hair appeared in his hand.

"Take it!" he threw it to him.

"Hey, I found your short hair a little cute. "

Get out of the way and make your fire. Yan Xiaoxiao didn't give him a good look.

It's really helpless to have this kind of teammate, I am a girl, and I can't bear to cut off my hair, how heart-wrenching.

This guy is still there talking cool things.

If you can't make a fire, see how the old lady cleans you up.

Even if there was a fire velvet, Yue Tianming tried to recall the appearance of the fire in the video.

Then he walked to the neighborhood with confidence and picked up a lot of half-dried firewood and came back.

He found a relatively thick piece of wood, used a dagger as an axe, and struck it with a large stone to split the wood in half.

He found a stick of the right thickness and sharpened one end.

It's ready to start.

Yan Xiaoxiao looked at his preparations, and was quite satisfied.

It seems that this guy is not bragging, he really knows how to drill wood to make fire.

Yue Tianming sat on the ground, fixed the wood below with his feet, took his hair and crumpled it into a ball, and wrapped it around the wooden stick.

Yan Xiaoxiao couldn't take his eyes off it, only to see him take a deep breath, suddenly turn his head and say, "It's going to start." The

posture is quite serious, and it is this sentence that makes Yan Xiaoxiao almost flash to her waist.

The guy laughed a few times, and that's where it really began.

"Rub, rub, I'll rub.

Yue Tianming felt that this thing was very simple, so he hummed a rhythmic tune and began to rub the wooden stick vigorously.

Ten minutes passed......

"That's not right, why didn't you react at all??"

Yue Tianming muttered to himself, and then changed to a kneeling position.

"Rub, rub, I'll rub.

Fifteen minutes passed again......

Yue Tianming saw that there was no reaction from the wood below, that is, the hair was messed up.

"No, wait for me to figure out my thoughts. "

Are you good at it?" Yan Xiaoxiao's enthusiastic anticipation from the beginning was already quite boring.

Even if there is a little black smoke, you can count yourself as progressing.

In addition to harming a strand of the old lady's hair, what else are you doing

?" "Don't worry, am I not thinking?"

Yue Tianming praised Haikou and said that it was no problem for him to make a fire.

The posture should be about the same

, right? wood, it should be right

? Hair? Oh, yes, I forgot to chop my hair into minced pieces.

Yue Tianming figured out the key link and slapped his thigh happily.

"This time it will definitely work. "

This guy found something to pad his hair, used a dagger as a kitchen knife, and chopped it up randomly.

"Look, the little flame is coming soon. Hey~~~"

"Rub, rub, I'll rub." Twenty

minutes passed again.......

Yue Tianming's sweat came out, but there was still no spark, and not a single wisp of green smoke existed.

This time he couldn't hang up, frowning, pensive.

"Didn't you give up? Yan Xiaoxiao had long been uninterested, and now she only felt sorry for her hair.

"No, I'm watching the video, that Bei Ye and De Ye rubbed it twice, and the fire came, how did you come to me, and there was no movement? Is it not good for the quality of your hair?"

"The quality of your hair is not good, if you don't like it, then use your own!"

Yan Xiaoxiao watched with a smile, Yue Tianming put his own hair so thick, and directly harmed it, this pain in his heart!

Yue Tianming was still thinking carefully about the key point of the problem, and he didn't argue with Yan Xiaoxiao.

Just when Yan Xiaoxiao was about to lose his life, he suddenly shouted again,

"I understand!" "

What do you understand?" Yan Xiaoxiao was startled by him.

"I understand, Bei Ye and De Ye are both liars, they lied to me! "

Oh my God! Yan Xiaoxiao is about to collapse.

After thinking about it for a long time, you came up with such a truth:

If it is not possible to drill wood to make fire, then how can primitive people make fire? Use lighters!

"If it doesn't work, forget it, let's hurry up and find food and water." Yan Xiaoxiao completely gave up in her heart.

"Whoever says no, I don't believe it, this little thing can be difficult for me. Yue Tianming's stubborn temper came up.

"So what do you want to do?"

"Uh... Please give me another handful of hair.

Yue Tianming glanced at Yan Xiaoxiao with shame, her long hair that was originally a shawl had now become shoulder-length short and medium-length hair.

"I'm going to be bald, and I'm going to cut off your own with my hair, and I'm not going to wait.

Yan Xiaoxiao was about to explode, he really shouldn't believe this bragging guy.

According to the current situation, the fire may not be able to be born, but becoming bald yourself is just around the corner.

Without waiting for Yue Tianming to speak, Yan Xiaoxiao got up directly and walked into the distance, resolutely ignoring unreliable people like him.

"If you don't give it, you won't give it, buddy, it's not that you don't have it, it's just a pity that I have this hairstyle. "

Yue Tianming can also think about it, the big deal is that he is bald.

But this fire must be born, except for the face problem, and the current situation also urgently needs to have fire.

The guy took the dagger and carefully began to cut his own hair.

I felt that the amount was almost enough, so I started to drill wood for fire again.

Yan Xiaoxiao was originally quite angry, but after a cold glance at Yue Tianming's current hairstyle, she almost burst out laughing.

There is a saying to describe Yue Tianming, which is simply like a dog has gnawed.

On his head, one is black and one is white, and his shape is quite trendy.

Yue Tianming is still there to continue to work hard, he has been ruthless in his heart.

Damn! When Lao Tzu makes a fire, he can go home and brag to those grandsons again. We are also people who have made fires with our bare hands, and we envy them to death.

I was sweating and didn't have time to wipe it.

I was tired and didn't dare to rest.

Time passed like this, and Yue Tianming's concentration was still very appreciative when he saw it in his eyes.

Actually, if you're not so secondary, it's still quite to my liking.

But when he thought of Yue Tianming's various remarks, this kind of favor was immediately diluted.

A full three hours passed, and Yue Tianming had been playing with his drill wood for fire except for a few occasional breaks.

I have to say that this guy's paranoia is really tenacious.

At this time, the sun had begun to set in the west, Yan Xiaoxiao looked at the sky, a trace of helplessness flashed in his heart, and he was ready to get up and look around, if he could find a place to spend the night.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard Yue Tianming laughing loudly

, "Hahahaha! I'll just say, such a little, can it be difficult to stop Lao Tzu?