Sang Wan had never set up a tent, and Lu Yuan had no experience of this kind either. The two looked at each other in bewilderment at the materials given by the program crew.
Xiao Xiuran quickly set up his and Qin Yurou's tent. Looking at Sang Wan's thoughtful expression as he leaned his chin on a few tent poles, he ran over to him and said proudly, "Call me brother, and I'll help you set it up right away."
Sang Wan rolled her eyes at Xiao Xiuran and said, "I can quickly build it myself."
Xiao Xiuran quickly took the several brackets from Sang Wan and said awkwardly, "If you don't want to scream, then don't scream. I didn't say I won't help you."
So for the next ten minutes or so, Sang Wan and Lu Yuan literally acted as tools, handing over hammers, ground nails, and brackets.
With Xiao Xiuran's help, Sang Wan and Lu Yuan's tents were also quickly completed. The two groups' tents were so close together that they were almost one.
In full view of everyone, Sang Wan picked up a few stones on the spot, threw them out, and then looked at them carefully.
Sang Wan's third senior brother practiced the art of Tianyan. Under his enthusiastic guidance, Sang Wan also became proficient in divination and prediction.
"The feng shui of our tent is very good, there won't be any safety issues." Sang Wan looked up at Xiao Xiuran.
Because they were setting up a tent in the wild and didn't know whether they would have to spend the night there, Sang Wan just wanted to be cautious.
Feng Sisi, who was setting up a tent nearby, taunted Sang Wan, "Sang Wan, are you trying to establish yourself as a metaphysical person again? Then come and help me check the feng shui of my tent."
She didn't believe that Sang Wan could tell the pros and cons of the tent's feng shui based on a few broken stones.
Qin Yurou leaned close to Sang Wan and whispered, "Wanwan, do you really understand metaphysics?"
Sang Wan gave her a reassuring smile and said, "I know a thing or two."
This time Qin Yurou really nodded affirmatively. She knew how reliable Sang Wan was. If she said she knew a little bit about it, then she could understand it as being proficient in it.
Jiang Tian walked up to Xiao Xiuran with a hammer in her hand and said, "Teacher Xiao, there's something we can't fix. Could you come and take a look?"
Lin Wenyan lived a life of luxury, so even on a camping trip, he wouldn't need to do the hard work of setting up a tent himself. Jiang Tian naturally didn't know how to do it either, so she could only follow the steps she had just glimpsed at Xiao Xiuran, half-understanding how to set up a tent.
Xiao Xiuran glanced in the direction of Jiang Tianlin and Wen Yan's tent and said indifferently, "Everything is set up correctly now. If you hammer the nails in the four corners a little tighter, it won't be crooked. You don't want me to hammer the nails in for you, do you?"
Jiang Tian stammered, "My strength is really too weak. I hammered the nail into the ground for a long time but couldn't get it very deep..."
Sang Wan interrupted at an inopportune moment, "You're not the only one in your group, are you? Teacher Xiao has already knocked on a lot of boxes, and his arms are sore now."
Xiao Xiuran cooperated by rubbing his arms and pretending to have a sore back, as sincere as he could be.
Seeing this, Jiang Tian secretly glanced at Sang Wan. Knowing that Xiao Xiuran would not help her, she went back with a depressed face and the hammer.
In the end, it was Lin Wenyan from their group who hammered the four ground nails in.
Seeing that Feng Sisi and Jian Fan's tent was almost ready, Sang Wan slowly moved over. After taking a quick look, she said, "I advise you to move to another spot before the nails are hammered too deep. I can't predict what will happen where you are, but the feng shui is very bad and it's unsafe."
Jian Fan, who was hammering nails in the ground with great effort, his face covered in dirt, immediately looked up upon hearing this. "Thank you, Teacher Sang! I'll move to another place right away."
Feng Sisi suddenly shouted, "I don't believe you really understand metaphysics, Sang Wan, just pretend! I won't move. My place is simply better than yours! Are you jealous that I chose a good location? Are you going to move here when I move out? Besides, everyone is in this area, how can it be unsafe?"
As she spoke, she pushed Jian Fan, who was about to stand up, down and said, "Keep knocking! I just won't believe it!"
Sang Wan knew Feng Sisi wouldn't listen to her easily, so she sighed with pretended regret and said, "Teacher Feng, just listen to the advice and eat your fill. Good luck to you."
Does Sang Wan really understand metaphysics? Why haven't I heard her mention this before? Lady Wan, do you have any surprises I don't know about?
[A wife who understands metaphysics loves me even more! Honey, please calculate our marriage compatibility~]
Feng Sisi's words make sense. The production crew wasn't far away from each other. Sang Wan was too hasty in establishing her character and was just talking nonsense.
[She said she understood metaphysics, so she understood it? Anyone can talk about it without hesitation.]
Lin Wenyan narrowed his eyes and looked at Sang Wan. How could he not know that she also understood Feng Shui? He thought he knew Sang Wan very well, but since their breakup, the image of Sang Wan in his mind has become more vivid and three-dimensional.
He didn't expect that Sang Wan had so many different appearances.
He looked at Jiang Tian beside him again. Although Sang Wan had tried hard to show him her many sides, she was still unable to shake Jiang Tian's position in his heart.
Jian Fan avoided Feng Sisi's sight and quietly came behind Sang Wan.
Sang Wan only heard a faint voice behind her, "Teacher Sang, is what you just said true? I also think that location is not good, but I don't understand Feng Shui, it's just a feeling."
She didn't expect Jian Fan to trust her so much. She looked into his eyes and said to him with a firm tone, "No deduction is inevitable. I just see a big possibility. It depends on whether you are willing to believe in that possibility."
Jian Fan pondered for a moment, "Teacher Sang, can I leave all my things with you first? I think you are right!"
Xiao Xiuran, who was beside Sang Wan, opened his tent and said calmly, "Put it in my tent."
Then he looked at Sang Wan next to him and just wanted to sigh: Why is this little piece of wood so popular?
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