What goes around comes around. Yesterday, the crew was drinking soup and eating meat, filming Jing Ling drinking coconut juice with a wronged look on his face, but today the situation was quickly reversed. There is a shortage of supplies on the deserted island, not only for the guests participating in the recording of the program, but also for the crew. They were able to eat so well yesterday because they were celebrating the first day of recording. Starting this morning, their lives quickly returned to the period before liberation. Breakfast consisted of a packet of instant noodles, and they brought their own lunch boxes.
There were too many birds in the woods on the island, chirping all night long. Although the crew had tents and sleeping bags, they still couldn't sleep well. The logistics team listlessly lit a fire and boiled soup, with a soup spoon hanging next to it, and made soup for themselves for the instant noodles.
The photographer in charge of Jing Ling's group sat on the beach holding his stainless steel lunch box. While waiting for the noodles to be soaked, he asked the logistics staff, "Is this the same thing for breakfast for the next week?"
The logistics officer nodded lazily.
The photographer was unwilling to give in, "Really can't we change it?"
The logistics support rolled their eyes at him, "This is a shitty place with a severe shortage of supplies. We're lucky to have something to eat. Compare it to Jing Ling, who you were filming with the crew. He didn't even have anything to eat last night and had to rely on water to fill his stomach. You should just be content."
The photography was done by two people working in shifts, because the intensity of the shoot was too great for one person to handle. Now my colleague is taking the lead. He will have breakfast first and then go to take over the shift. Hearing this, he looked up at the beach in the distance. Qiao Qiao and Yu Leyang were sitting on the beach, and his colleague was carrying a camera wearing a waterproof jacket and following them. "It's not that easy to catch fish," he sighed. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a person emerging from the water, and then he saw the fish forked by a bamboo pole.
It's really a ghost!
Then he experienced seeing ghosts x2 again in a short period of time, especially the big lobster, which was a double dose of ghosts! He was so scared that he quickly ate the instant noodles because he had a feeling that if he didn't eat now, he might not be able to eat anymore, and his premonitions were always accurate.
After finishing breakfast, he went to take over from his colleague and watched Jing Ling go from having nothing to drinking fish head soup and eating grilled fish and grilled lobster, the fresh and fragrant aroma filling his nose. The colleagues who were having breakfast at the back were all extremely envious. They took a look over here, took a bite of instant noodles, and their expressions were so wonderful.
Because they were recording a program, they had to persist for the required time to be "rescued", so after eating a hearty breakfast, Jing Ling decided to find something to do. He took his knife and went to make love with the bamboos on the island. It didn't take long before he had cut enough bamboos. He dragged them to the beach one by one, then went back to the woods to pull vines, and finally carried away a large bundle.
Jojo, who was also well fed, made a hat for himself out of vines and leaves and put it on his head, which barely served as a shade. Then she braided a hat for Jing Ling and handed it to him, "My craftsmanship is not good, don't despise it."
Jing Ling took the hat and put it on, "Thank you."
The photographer next to him gave the hat a special touch.
Jing Ling was stunned by the movement of his hands, and he almost understood what the photographer was trying to do with this. He asked with a bit of a smile, "Is it too late for me to take it off now?"
The photographer smiled at him, and his two rows of big white teeth were actually a little scary.
Qiao Qiao also reacted quickly and laughed unkindly, explaining while laughing, "I swear I didn't mean it, hahahahaha!"
Jing Ling was helpless, "Keep laughing, I'm really worried that you'll get a choke from laughing." His prediction came true, and not long after, Qiao Qiao really got a choke from laughing, coughing non-stop, and her face flushed. He had no choice but to stop what he was doing and pat her on the back.
After that, Qiao Qiao became obedient, sitting cross-legged beside him and watching him busy, asking from time to time, "Jing Ling, are you going to make a bamboo raft?"
"Um."
"What are you doing here?"
"fishing."
"I saw that you were very good at using the harpoon just now. There's no need to go through so much trouble with fishing, right?"
"Just looking for something to kill time."
"...It turns out that mortals like us cannot understand the world of the great gods." Qiao Qiao sighed. Yu Leyang and the others went exploring in the woods for food, but Jing Ling no longer had to worry about food and drink and began to focus on a higher level of spiritual pleasure. Thanks to him, she seemed to be able to enjoy such treatment.
Jing Ling quickly built the bamboo raft and began to put up a sunshade for it. The sunlight was very strong and fishing was a job that required time and patience. If there was nothing blocking his head, he might not be able to hold on before catching the fish.
Soon the awning was set up. A pile of palm leaves cut from the forest were placed on top, and then fixed with vines. A simple cruise boat with a awning was built. Finally, add a long support pole and the preliminary work is completed.
Qiao Qiao had been sitting next to him and watching, unable to help. Now that he finally had a chance to help, he asked hurriedly, "Do you want to push him into the water? I can help! I'm very strong, and I changed all the mineral water bottles at home by myself!"
Jing Ling nodded, "Yes, but it will take a while. I have to make a fishing rod."
This was not a spur-of-the-moment idea, but one that he had thought about long ago, so he carried fish hooks and fishing lines in his bag. As for bait, there were many small fish in the shallow ponds between the reefs, and a stone thrown at them could scare away many of them.
After making the fishing rod, he pushed the bamboo raft into the water with the help of Qiao Qiao. He asked Qiao Qiao if she wanted to join him. Although she was very interested, she hesitated for a moment and finally refused. Although there was a sunshade on the bamboo raft, it looked unreliable, so she decided to squat under the shade of the tree.
So Jing Ling jumped onto the bamboo raft and used the pole to paddle away from the shore. He didn't walk too far and stopped next to a reef that was exposed in the water. He tied the bamboo raft to the reef with vines, baited the hook and threw it into the sea, then began fishing.
It was already afternoon, the time of the day when the sun was at its hottest. Even with the palm leaves above our heads, they couldn't block out the heat; the sea breeze blowing in our faces was hot.
However, Jing Ling's expression did not show any impatience. He was sitting at first, then lying on his side, and finally lying directly on the raft with his eyes closed and breathing evenly. Just when the photographer wondered if he had fallen asleep, the fishing rod stuck on the bamboo raft moved, and then Jing Ling suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the fishing rod with one hand, turned over and sat up, and began to slowly reel in the line.
Soon a fish was caught. After taking it off the hook, he casually threw it into the basket next to him. One side of the basket was immersed in water, and the fish swam in it but couldn't escape. I don't know why the photographer suddenly thought of food. Dead fish are not as delicious as live fish. If you keep them like this, you can eat them fresh at night! He was so upset when he thought about it. He didn't know what they were going to have for dinner. He still remembered that when they were leaving, the purchasing department said that they had bought a lot of seafood-flavored instant noodles for the occasion...
Here Jing Ling was as relaxed as if he was on vacation, but on the other side Yu Leyang and the others were not having such a good time. In tropical regions, there are many kinds of plants and they grow very lushly. Besides trees, the most common things in the forest seem to be vines. They set out to look for water and food. Not long after they walked in, they began to struggle with large and small vines. There were vines everywhere they went, climbing from one tree to another, and even the low bushes were not spared. They entangled back and forth, blocking the road.
Although they all brought knives, they were all small knives. It was difficult to cut anything slightly thicker, let alone use them to clear a path. I wanted to give up and take a detour, but after walking for a while, I was blocked again in front of me. It seemed endless.
After going around like this for more than an hour, Liang Xiao in the team suddenly stopped and pointed to a vine nearby and said, "Look at this."
The others stopped when they heard this and looked in the direction of his finger, but didn't find anything special.
"What's wrong?"
Liang Xiao put his finger directly on it, "Look here, there are fresh knife marks."
Yu Leyang subconsciously asked, "Has anyone been here?"
Liang Xiao's hands froze, "...No. I just want to say, don't you think this place and this vine look familiar?" He had already said it very clearly, but Yu Leyang's brain seemed fake, and he continued, "This damn place is the same, what's so familiar about it?"
For a moment, Liang Xiao didn't know what to say next. The others were also defeated by Yu Leyang. The atmosphere was awkward for a few seconds before Liang Xiao bit the bullet and revealed the truth, "This is the knife mark you left before. That means we have gone back to the beginning..." When passing by here before, Yu Leyang didn't want to take a detour, so he took his knife and went forward to clear a path. As a result, after cutting a few vines, he gave in, leaving a knife mark on the vine.
"Huh?!" Yu Leyang's eyes widened instantly and he was completely stunned.
It is easy to get lost in the woods, not to mention changing directions as frequently as they do. It is considered good enough to be able to return to the starting point, which is much better than getting lost somewhere else.
Naturally, their ambitions came to naught after they took the first step. All members returned to the camp. During the exploration, some supplies were consumed unknowingly. Yu Leyang took the time to count his backpack and found that there was not much water and food left. This was only the second day of their recording of the program and they had not even completed one-third of the scheduled schedule. When he thought about the miserable days after the supplies were exhausted, and that he would have to rely on coconuts to survive like Jing Ling... No, he might not even have coconuts to eat, because the trees were too tall and too straight for him to climb up! This was like a bolt from the blue for him.
And even more devastating things are yet to come. After returning to the camp, I only saw Qiao Qiao lying on the hammock blowing leaves, but not Jing Ling. I asked casually, and she took the time to point in the direction, "Over there." Looking in the direction of her finger, on the calm sea, a bamboo raft was swaying gently with the waves. A young man was sitting on it leisurely, holding a fishing rod in one hand, and was reeling it in.
After witnessing the process of the fish being hooked, everyone couldn't help but wonder - were they really recording the same program since this morning?
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