He said he would drag it out until 10 o'clock, but Xia Linyuan still woke people up at 8 o'clock.
After all, the agreed-upon live stream time is there, and viewers can't afford to miss it.
Today's task is fishing. There are four boats in total, and the guests are required to pair up, with one person rowing and the other fishing.
"Finally, the group with the fewest fish will be deducted 200 yuan and given to the group with the most fish, divided into morning and afternoon sessions."
After Xia Linyuan finished speaking, the previously listless group immediately perked up.
There were only 300 to begin with, and there were still 10 days left. Nobody wanted to starve to death.
The guests were still divided into pairs as when they were assigned to the courtyard.
Song Yin glanced at Si Jin, and was just about to continue his greasy remarks when Bei Sijia took the initiative to call the boy over: "Let's form a group of three."
Song Yin raised an eyebrow, staring at the person with a questioning look, exuding an air of arrogance: "Bei Sijia, are you deaf? Didn't you hear the director just say two people per group?"
Xia Linyuan immediately added, "Three people are fine too. Anyone who ends up alone is just unlucky and has bad luck."
Song Yin: ? ? ?
What the hell is this program?! Damn it!
A whole morning passed, and Song Yin had indeed caught the fewest fish.
He sat under the tree and threw a tantrum, but was eventually persuaded by Yu Bai to secretly tear down the lower deck of the ship where Si Jin was.
“Yes, that’s it.” Yu Bai stood by, encouraging them earnestly: “That way, those three idiots will fall into the water together.”
… …
When the afternoon fishing began, Song Yin was in a great mood and even glanced at Zhang Mingya a few more times.
Startled, Zhang Mingya quickly turned her back and went to get her fishing rod.
Oh—, the little beauty is shy!
Song Yin sat on his boat, stroking his chin smugly: It must be because he was too handsome that Zhang Mingya didn't dare to look him in the eye.
Thinking back, Zhang Mingya always seemed to avoid him; it seems she's liked him for a long time.
If you like him, just say it. What's there to be embarrassed about?
After today's fishing program ends, he might consider giving this obedient little girl a chance to fall in love with him.
Thinking this way, I felt much better and started paddling, following Si Jin's boat not far away.
With each swipe, he would excitedly curl his lips into a smile, just waiting for Si Jin and the other two to embarrass themselves in front of the live broadcast camera.
The screen was flooded with comments—
What's Song Youyu up to now? Why isn't he trying to catch his own fish? Why is he always following those three?
[Are you plotting something again?]
Sister, try to think positively. Maybe he just wants to give up and leave the show.
Clatter-clatter—
Finally, Song Yin heard the sound of the wooden plank breaking.
He stood up excitedly, looked at his live stream camera, and said with anticipation, "Guys, I'm going to show you something fun."
The next moment, *crack*—
The deck beneath Song Yin's feet broke.
He fell directly into the lake.
He was cut on the forehead by a wooden plank, and when he got up, blood mixed with lake water was streaming down his face, making him look extremely disheveled.
Just then, Si Jin turned around and faced the camera behind Song Yin, her eyes showing a hint of amusement: "Hmm, it is indeed quite fun."
Live Stream Room——
[Hahaha! This is hilarious! Is Song Yin finally realizing how badly he messed up and trying to drown himself to clear his name?]
He can't clear his name now! Hahahaha!
Song Yin was trembling all over. After finally climbing ashore, treating his wounds, changing his clothes, and returning to the group, the other guests had already finished their tasks and were counting the number of fish.
The trio of Si Jin, Bei Sijia, and Shang Yijue had the most fish, while the other two groups tied.
Only Song Yin failed to catch a fish.
He loved to enjoy life and was used to living the life of a young master. He spent all of his 100 yuan in just two meals.
After handing over those two hundred, he would truly be penniless.
Looking at Xia Linyuan, who was pressuring him to pay, Song Yin finally gritted his teeth and threw two hundred yuan on the ground: "Damn it! I'm not recording this lousy show anymore! Ya Ya, don't you like me? Let's go!"
As he spoke, he quickened his pace and reached out to take Zhang Mingya's hand.
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