Lei Xuan had said this several times, and Yan Xianjue was beginning to get impatient: "I know, I know. Let's go quickly. I'm hungry."
Lei Xuan took a deep breath.
With a troublesome student like Yan Xianjue, his teacher must have a very hard time!
He pointed at Yan Xianjue with his loudspeaker: "Don't think I'm not talking about you!" "Don't run around just because you can ride a horse!"
Yan Xianjue: “…”
[Why is Lei Xuan so fussy? ]
When Shen Fangli heard this, she wanted to help Lei Xuan refute a few words.
But she also felt that if she said one word, Yan Xianjue might have a hundred more twisted ideas waiting for her.
Forget it, let Lei Xuan take care of it.
Then she heard Yan Xianjue say, "Can't you just send me the location and we go there ourselves?"
At this moment, both the guests and the comments were silent.
Lei Xuan couldn't utter a word for a long time.
"Well... I think," said the younger twin brother, who studied liberal arts, "maybe none of the yurts have built-in positioning functions?"
Yan Xianjue: “…”
“Puff.”
Others might be a little more reserved, after all, everyone can see that Yan Xianjue has a special status in this show.
But Lei Xuan and Shen Fangli had no scruples at all.
Shen Fangli even laughed so hard that she lay in Yan Xianjue's arms.
"My God, young master, even if you are not a liberal arts student and don't need to learn geography, you should know that yurts don't have positioning, right?"
Yan Xianjue hugged the person who came to him and said, "...I said I just lost my mind for a moment, do you believe me?"
Shen Fangli nodded with great joy: "Believe it, believe it."
Yan Xianjue glanced at the others. Ji Xi, Yao Weiwan and others turned their heads away, but from the upward curve of their mouths, it could be seen that the other party had obviously not given up mocking Yan Xianjue.
"Hmph." Yan Xianjue squeezed his legs against the horse's belly and took the lead.
Shen Fangli hurriedly got up from his arms and sat down: "Why didn't you tell me in advance!"
"Who told you to laugh at me with others?" Yan Xianjue said with a vengeance.
Shen Fangli heard the chaotic sound of horse hooves behind her, and she knew without looking back that others were catching up, and she was immediately relieved.
Then he softened his voice and said coaxingly: "I was wrong, I was wrong. I will definitely help you next time."
"It's the 21st century now. How can a yurt not have a GPS? That's really ignorant. I'll equip them all later."
"Slow down the horse."
Yan Xianjue whistled lightly: "No way."
As he whistled, Shen Fangli could clearly feel that the horse under him was getting more restless.
It seems that as long as it is given a signal, it will start sprinting.
Shen Fangli: “…”
"I'm going to be angry, I'm really going to be angry."
Yan Xianjue was incredulous and asked, "You're actually threatening me?"
"Help! Are these two talking about manzai?"
"The yurt is about to cry out of grievance."
"Yurt: Since its invention, I have never heard such an outrageous request."
"Yurt: Am I one of you too?"
"We should thank Lei Xuan now, thank him for not turning off everyone's microphones."
"Aside from being a little noisy, there's nothing wrong with it."
"It's quite a sight to see a group of people riding horses in such a grand manner."
"Apart from being a little chaotic, and occasionally people's horses would disobey and back away."
"Haha, this is the only variety show I've ever seen where the guests are so miserable without any missions."
"No mission? If there is a mission, then aren't we saving up for rent on the first day?"
"Are you referring to the rent assignment that was penalized by Ji Xi's top scorer review the next day?"
"It doesn't really matter if it does or doesn't. Mentioning this mission only reminds people of the director's failure."
"Director Team: What can I do? I'm desperate too."
"Come to think of it, the subsequent quests don't require making money anymore. Are Ji Xi's reviews still being sold?"
"Oh, that one, it's gone. The link has been taken down. And Ji Xi wrote a pretty long apology on the forum, sincerely saying that he shouldn't write apologies for money. It was much more sincere than the ones he was selling. And his apology post has been pinned to the top of the forum for a long time. It has now become a model for apologies."
"...I can only say that a top student is a top student. He will succeed no matter where he is."
Ji Xi, a top student who would succeed wherever he went, was now kindly talking to his horse to stop running around.
He tried to ask for help from the coach who was following him, but his coach said, "Your horse is younger and it's time for you to play."
Ji Xi: “…”
Yao Weiwan happened to pass by him, and he complained, "This is such a crappy show, I really don't want to record it anymore."
Yao Weiwan, who had learned horseback riding while traveling, smiled and said, "Every horse has its own personality."
He whispered to Ji Xi, "We are all newbies, so the first stop is very close together. At our speed, it will probably take more than half an hour, or at most an hour."
In fact, when they were designing the event, they were also worried that the guests would arrive at the yurt today and then be gone tomorrow.
Ji Xi looked at him in surprise: "Can you say that?"
He thought Yao Weiwan was a very strict person.
At least that's what the other party has shown in front of him so far.
Yao Weiwan smiled and blinked: "Of course, this was originally in the script, but Lei Xuan forgot to read it."
Ji Xi: “…”
I happened to be next to them and heard the twins' words: "..."
They looked at Ji Xi and couldn't help but ask, "Ji Xi, this seems to be different from what you said when you invited us?"
This makeshift team, from the boss to the employees, seems to be very casual.
The director missed a line and the assistant director didn't remind him.
Ji Xi spread his hands: "What can I do? I am also desperate."
On the horse in front, Shen Fangli finally said all the nice things before Yan Xianjue reminded her: "The reins are clearly in your hands."
"Pull it a little, don't use too much force—"
Before he finished the second half of his sentence, Yan Xianjue clearly felt that their horses began to move backwards.
“Puff.” He rested his chin on the top of Shen Fangli’s head as a cushion, and lazily hugged Shen Fangli’s waist with his hands.
He started to act like a spoiled brat: "I don't care, you figure it out yourself, take me with you."
When Shen Fangli heard him say not to use too much force, she reflexively let go of his hand.
Hearing Yan Xianjue's words, the veins on her forehead throbbed, and she spoke word by word: "Yan! Xian! Jue!"
"Eh?——" Yan Xianjue responded in a long tone.
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