Tian Jianguo looked down at the apple in his hand,
He calmly handed her the big half.
An-ran was stunned as she took the apple in a daze,
She held it in her hand.
Boss,
Do you still need a leg accessory? The kind that went to college, played the piano, sang, and shouted 666.
She looked down at the half of the apple. Although she was very hungry,
She didn't eat it.
"Senior,
I've seen a story before. There was a backpacker who was trapped in the desert. He ate everything and only had one apple left.
He kept saying to himself, 'I still have an apple, I still have an apple.',
To encourage himself. In the end, three days later, he really walked out of the desert with the dried apple in his hand. "
Song An-ran didn't know why she was suddenly in the mood to tell a story at this time. After a tiring day, she suddenly sat so comfortably,
Her mind began to wander.
Usually, when she was recording the show,
She would never speak so much to someone who was older than her.
Perhaps the way Tian Jiuguo ran to her in the desert really made her feel safe. She unconsciously relied on him,
She unconsciously released her true side.
She turned her head to look at Tian Jiuguo and happened to meet a pair of round eyes like a rabbit's. Then she looked at his hand. It was empty.
While Song An-ran was still telling her chicken soup for the soul story, Tian Jiuguo had already finished the apple in a few bites and even threw away the core.
Their eyes met.
Tian Jiuguo couldn't help it and his eyes drifted to the side.
"Well... I might not be able to walk out of the desert like this."
Song An-ran couldn't help but laugh,
The rhythmic "Giggle" laughter,
It made the people who heard it couldn't help but feel happy.
"It's okay,
Senior is in charge of eating. We'll just have my half. "
Tian Jiuguo's heart skipped a beat. Was this sentence flirting with him? Or was he thinking too much?
He pretended to casually observe Song An-ran's expression and found that her expression was natural. She didn't have any feeling that "he said something incredible."
She regretfully suppressed the ripples in her heart. "I won't let you starve. Hurry up and eat."
Song An-ran responded obediently and nibbled on it. He hadn't eaten for a long time, so he couldn't eat too quickly.
By the time she finished half of the apple, the fish soup had just finished cooking. No one had prepared a bowl, and the director would not give them a bowl, so they had to take turns drinking from the only iron bowl.
When it was Song An-ran's turn, she sat beside the campfire and took a few deep breaths into the boiling soup. She tried to drink a little.
It was very fresh, but it was very light and did not have any taste.
However, Song An-ran, who had been starving for the entire day, did not mind. She tore off a few pieces of fish and swallowed them whole, hoping that the heat from the fish soup could last her through the night.
The fire was burning fiercely, and the sound of wood cracking could be heard. Song An-ran sat by the bonfire, holding her bag in a daze. She felt that this trip to the jungle was a little different from what she had imagined.
She had watched the previous episodes of the show, and the guests were basically either catching fish in the sea or climbing trees in the mountains. The houses, fires, and food were all built by the guests themselves.
Why was it that when it came to them, they just needed to jump off a parachute and follow the map to find the concentration camp?
"Pa! Pa!"
The sound of mosquitoes being swatted could be heard everywhere in the camp. Song An-ran came back to her senses from her deep thoughts. She hesitated for a moment, then opened her backpack and took out a handful of grass.
Tian Jiuguo, who was sitting beside the bonfire and cutting wood, looked up and saw her running to Jin Bingwan's side. She held the grass in her hand like a salesperson and said something to the tribe leader.
The grass in Song An-ran's hand was actually mugwort. It was specially sent to her by Gyekyung's mother when she knew that she was going to the jungle. She said that it could repel mosquitoes and was more effective than mosquito repellent incense.
"Tribe leader, I brought a lot of mugwort. Can I burn it to repel the mosquitoes?"
It was not that Song An-ran was being nosy. They were in the jungle, and she was afraid that the smell of burning mugwort would attract wild animals. It was more appropriate to ask the experienced team leader.
Jin Bingwan looked at the mugwort leaves in her hand and was a little surprised. "Enron Xi, you really did a lot of preparation."
There were indeed a lot of mosquitoes in the African jungle. It had not even been a night since they arrived at the concentration camp, but everyone, from the staff to the artists, was deeply affected. Everywhere they went, they could see people scratching their ears and cheeks.
Everyone was wearing long sleeves and trousers, but the mosquitoes were everywhere. They were so itchy that they could scratch through their clothes and bleed.
Song An-ran arrived late, so she was not bitten. The other people who arrived early had already been bitten several times. They were red and swollen, and it hurt when touched, but they could not help but reach out to scratch. It was really frustrating.
Jin Bingwan and the staff had done so many episodes of the show and had been through all kinds of harsh environments. Naturally, they did not care about this little trouble. But since there was a way to reduce the torture, of course, it was for the best.
Jin Bingwan looked at the polite and sensible Song An-ran and could not help but smile like he was looking at his daughter. He nodded kindly, waved at her, and said with relief, "Go ahead."
"Okay."
Song An-ran briskly ran back to the fire and threw the mugwort she had prepared into the fire. The leaves were burnt as soon as they came into contact with the flames. Smoke slowly rose from the air.
As she put more and more mugwort into the fire, smoke began to fill the small camp.
Zhou Ye, who was attracted by the smoke, asked curiously, "Enron Xi, what are you burning?"
"Mugwort, a kind of grass that can repel mosquitoes."
"Oh! Really? "
The excited Zhou Ye ran over and sat in the area with the thickest smoke. "I'm going to be annoyed to death by mosquitoes."
Mosquitoes liked to bite people with developed sweat glands and high body temperature. As a basketball player, he had both. It was simply a feast in the eyes of the mosquitoes. In a short while, he had been bitten several big blisters.
He stayed in the smoke for a while and shouted in surprise, "It's really useful. That's great!"
The people around heard their conversation and quietly approached the fire. In a short while, almost everyone sat by the fire.
"Ah, there are really no mosquitoes."
"After going to so many places, the mosquitoes here are really the most poisonous."
"This grass is really useful. Bring it with you when you go to Mexico next time."
…
If this was a strategy game, then you could see that almost everyone's head appeared:
"Favorability + 1
Favorability + 1
… "
Song An-ran silently burned a small bag of mugwort leaves. When she looked up, she was shocked by the crowd that surrounded her.
The staff, artists, and the indigenous people who were hired to protect them were basically all there. They were doing their own things, but they all tacitly stayed in the smoke-shrouded area.
Song An-ran smiled and patted the ashes off her hands. Getting lost had caused a lot of trouble for everyone. It was good to be able to help everyone with such a small matter.
Of course, the Law of the Jungle was not a simple program that could be passed in a concentration camp.
The next day, everyone was divided into one team and two teams.
The first team was led by the patriarch to explore Cape Town's most dangerous bay – the Cape of Good Hope.
The Cape of Good Hope was a famous bay with raging waves all year round. The famous navigator Diaz was buried under the huge waves here.
On this "cape of good hope", there were countless ships that had been overturned by the waves. Even the program team could not guarantee that their ships could safely sail on the sea.
The patriarch would lead a team to fish in the sea and search for resources. More importantly, they would explore the abandoned ships at sea. The hulls of these ships that had been hit by the huge waves had long been rusted. Being scratched could cause tetanus.
Such a dangerous project naturally could not let the two idols, who were currently in power, participate. After all, if something happened, the compensation alone would make the program go bankrupt.
Thus, Song An-ran and Tian Jiuguo were arranged to be in the second team.
The second team had to face a completely new segment that was completely different from the previous two seasons.
In the forest of Cape Town, they would play a real game of "Survival in the Wilderness".
This was a completely new game rule. All the guests would face unknown challenges. In order to keep it a secret, the program team did not reveal any new content to the company. They only signed a contract to ensure the safety of the celebrities.
Zhou Ye, Bae Yun-soo, Song An-ran, and Tian Jiuguo were brought to an open space.
In front of them was a laptop that was playing a VCR of a wilderness action virtual game.
The protagonists fell from parachutes and constantly changed locations to avoid the blue circle. Fighting, running from the blue circle, healing, and doing their best to survive. The intense scenes made people's blood boil.
"What you need to do is also to survive!"
These words were typed on the screen.
Then, the style of the video changed. A few cartoon characters with their faces photoshopped took off from different places and arrived in Africa.
They opened their parachutes and landed in the same place. They took a car to the concentration camp in the jungle.
The screen went black and the night passed.
When they woke up the next day, the four characters had a long gun in their hands. There was a safe zone on the map and their goal was to run into it.
Otherwise, what awaited them was the encirclement of the indigenous people.
What was even more frightening was that several places on the map were marked with skulls. It said: Lion Habitat, Wild Elephant Habitat, and Rhinoceros Habitat.
This meant that not only did they have to avoid the joint pursuit of the indigenous people, but they also had to avoid the habitats of several large animals.
This was the ultimate version of Reality CF, Chicken Dinner, and Survival in the Wilderness. Song An-ran suspected that on this day next year, the grass on her grave would be a meter tall.
Some of the members of the second team did not look good. Song An-ran turned to look at their frightened faces and felt a little comforted.
However, Tian Jiuguo was still happy. 'Why do I see your eyes shining? Are you serious when you're eager to try? '
The VCR looked scary, but in fact, it was just to scare the artists. The program team did not dare to risk the safety of the artists for ratings.
Everyone, including the indigenous people, was given a weak gun with a power of less than five meters. After being shot, the body would be dyed red and there would not be much pain.
The habitats of the wild animals were also fenced. As long as they were not unlucky enough to run out of the protected area, there would be no danger at all.
However, Song An-ran and the others knew nothing about this. They only knew that this week, not only did they have to face the problem of survival, they also had to avoid the pursuit of the indigenous people and the attack of the wild animals.
When the director gave them the walkie-talkies and guns, Song An-ran began to think about the liquidated damages and how long it would take to pay them back.
The cameraman handed her a tablet, which showed a 3D image of the entire forest.
She took a quick look and then switched to the main screen. She found that the tablet had a GPS, but there was no signal. This meant that the program team could locate everyone, but they could not contact the outside world.
The PD took the loudspeaker and shouted, "Now, the safe zone will be refreshed!"
She quickly switched to the 3D image of the forest. Sure enough, the top area was circled in white.
Yes！
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