Chapter 8: It’s hard to judge the aesthetics of old people
After saying this, Jiang Sui wrapped himself up in the tent, leaving the people outside in tears.
We told you to keep a close eye on Jiang Sui, so why is everyone asleep?
Duan Yan winked at Jiang Ze and Yang Musheng, asking them to come back and keep an eye on Jiang Sui whenever they were free.
[Director, have you listened to everyone's advice? Keep your eyes on Jiang Sui! Keep your eyes on Jiang Sui!]
[Jiang Sui, a person who is involuntarily playing badly, a person who is involuntarily playing badly]
[Can you put a surveillance camera on Jiang Sui’s head? I really need it]
Everyone divided the work and started today's work.
Jiang Ze went around looking for something useful, while Yang Musheng stared at Jiang Sui without blinking.
Manual monitoring is online.
But Jiang Sui slept for the whole morning, and when he came out, everyone had set up the pot.
Today we not only caught fish, but also picked up shrimps.
When I was drilling for fire, it never caught fire.
Jiang Sui frowned as he watched their actions.
[Duan Yan has too many lovers, so he's weak. Also, the third and fourth ones don't even know each other exists.]
[It’s hard to imagine the relationship between the two junior sisters in Duan Yan’s company. Their old-fashioned aesthetic is hard to comment on.]
Duan Yan was still drilling the fire when the wooden stick in his hand broke at that moment.
Say he is weak?
The guests stopped chewing their fruit, their mouths hanging open, their brains deprived of oxygen due to shock.
Is this true or false?
As far as they know, there are only two junior sisters in Duan Yan's studio.
Yin Shuang'er, who can be regarded as a rising star, and Yu Ziyao, the second female lead in the current hit drama.
If this were on the headlines, it would be a hot topic for a month.
In terms of age, it is indeed an elderly aesthetic.
Duan Yan is in his forties, and the two girls are only in their twenties.
What are you thinking, falling for such an old man?
Duan Yan's face felt like it had been hit by a hammer, and his entire face was almost rotten.
We agreed not to tell you, sister!
Can he be treated as a transparent person?
[It seems that he is really weak. No wonder he often goes to the men's hospital.]
[I understand, I understand. Baldness and impotence are normal in middle-aged people. It's good that Duan Yan doesn't shy away from seeking medical treatment.]
Duan Yan: “…”
Guests: “!!!”
Duan Yan put down the stick with a fearless attitude. He shouldn't be drilling wood to make fire here. He was using his head to drill the tree.
Can you please stop talking? You are my sister, my sister forever!
Duan Yan suddenly stood up, startling the onlookers. They carefully looked away, trying not to make it too obvious.
Duan Yan pursed his lips, exhaled, and stood up to leave.
"Brother Duan, where are you going? Aren't you going to get fire?" Meng Han asked.
Duan Yan immediately threw a set of punches in the open space, showing his bravery.
He really doesn't have erectile dysfunction! He just had a few issues one day... and went to see a doctor, that's all.
After the punch, Duan Yan finished his fight beautifully and stood firmly in place, with a deep feeling as if he was immersed in a martial arts movie.
"There's a tree over there with bird eggs on it. I'll climb up and pick them out to make bird egg soup for everyone."
Having said that, Duan Yan marched away.
Meng Han: “…”
Why the sudden fistfight! And the bird egg grabbing? Is the NPC system short-circuited?
Everyone blinked in confusion.
"Now that Brother Duan is gone, who will drill the fire?"
Meng Han looked at the men around him, and they turned their heads away tacitly.
Meng Han: “???”
Why are they being so secretive? Jiang Sui didn't say they were...
Could it be...they too?
Meng Han seemed to have discovered something big.
She glanced at them with disdain and could only pick up the wooden stick and drill the wood herself.
"I'll do it."
A voice interrupted Meng Han's actions. Jiang Sui took the wooden stick, placed it in the small hole of the wooden stake, and added a lot of dry grass leaves around it to help it burn.
[Several grown men are not as good as a little girl, it's really unbearable to watch]
[Drilling a wooden stake is so difficult, no wonder I only caught three fish]
Although he didn't want to admit it, Jiang Sui was telling the truth.
They are really trash.
[Hold on, I'm going to take a Jiang Sui helicopter. Whoosh whoosh whoosh, no one is allowed to cut in line. I'm on a business trip and in a hurry.]
[I am in a hurry, let me go first]
[You're so rude. Please give way to the old man. I'm going to the crematorium.]
[……]
After the fire started, everyone slowly began to prepare today's lunch.
They still eat fish, but Jiang Sui has already started eating other types of meat.
Jiang Sui looked at his pile of bamboo and thought for a moment.
[We're short of a few slaves...]
Meng Han couldn't help swallowing when he smelled the roasted loach with seasoning.
She could be a slave!
"Sister Jiang Sui, do you need help? I can definitely do it."
After Meng Han said this, everyone rushed to raise their hands.
"Sister, I can do it, choose me, choose me!"
"Don't push, this seat must be mine..."
Gu Jingshan snorted in disgust.
They are a bunch of lackeys with no bottom line at all. They even lick a woman like Jiang Sui. He is different.
The upright Gu Jingshan patted his windbreaker, stood up and touched the loose hair on his forehead.
"Jiang Sui, I'll give you a chance to become my partner. It's definitely better than these guys."
Jiang Sui: “…”
[What a greasy statement! Did Gu Jingshan use the greasy smell to keep Jiang Bao in his tummy? No wonder she can't be the first wife.]
[You licking dog, don't attack my spirit, or I'll ask you for compensation for mental damage! ]
“Cough cough cough…”
Gu Jingshan was choked by his saliva, and his posture changed to bending over and coughing continuously.
Jiang Sui, that stinky woman, actually said he was greasy.
Everyone in the entertainment industry knows the charm of Gu Jingshan and the lack of taste in women.
Jiang Sui even rolled his eyes at Gu Jingshan, and his already expressionless face looked even worse.
Everyone thought Jiang Sui was going to reveal something again, so they quickly took a few steps back and pricked up their ears.
Just expose the information, but don’t involve them.
Obviously, Jiang Sui was in no mood at the moment.
He pushed his seasoning box over.
"I'll give it to you. Consider it a pleasant cooperation. I need two people to go out and help me find something this afternoon."
Several people quickly accepted it and patted their chests to make a promise.
"I will definitely do it for you."
"Don't worry, I will absolutely obey you."
Jiang Sui hummed, feeling something was strange.
[Jiang Ze, do you have some shame? You're a man in your thirties, calling Jiang Sui, a girl in her early twenties, 'sister'?]
[Big Brother’s respectful title: Sister]
[Very good, Sister Sui dominates the entire deserted island]
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