Dissuade you from the live broadcast?I, destiny hit the worker

Chapter 104 104. The water friend's counterattack failed!
Qiu Zhengyang is a man of culture.

Not as his bronzed skin and muscular arms suggested.

In fact, he is also a "successful person" who graduated from a regular university and has worked hard for many years to own a small business.

The reason why his appearance is so weather-beaten is because of his hobbies.

He is also an old member of the South China Sea Wilderness Survival Club.

This time I heard that a program team contacted them to borrow people, and Qiu Zhengyang was the first to sign up.

Not for fame.

The main reason is that there are not many opportunities to avoid cross-examination by his wife and go to a deserted island justifiably.

He was still a little frustrated when he heard that the director team had arranged tasks.

That's it?

Those two words were his original true thoughts.

In Qiu Zhengyang's view, asking them to assist these little fresh meat stars who have never seen the world is no different from being a babysitter!

And as far as he knew, these people were all pampered and had no experience in living in the wild, and the program team didn't dare to let them mess around.

Maybe he just put on a show during the day and went back to the hotel at night.

who knows……

He encountered a strange thing.

This young man named Jiang Yan seems to be wilder than himself!
As soon as he landed on the island, he let himself go in various ways, not only directly rejected the points in the live broadcast room, but also frequently provoked the director team.

From the looks of it, he is ready to rely on himself.

When thinking of this, even Qiu Zhengyang, a veteran living in the wild, was a little hesitant.

They are indeed rich in experience, accumulated over more than ten years, and can be called the wild encyclopedia.

But even the old fritters of these clubs, when they go out, they are in groups, and they also bring professional outdoor equipment.

Just his imported high-end camping tent is worth hundreds of thousands, not to mention other things.

A young man like Jiang Yan is so bare-handed...

To be honest, he never did.

Corporate and family responsibilities do not allow either.

People over forty, with wives and children, if something goes wrong, their sky will collapse.

Thinking about it, Qiu Zhengyang was a little envious of this young man.

"Hey! Lao Qiu, what are you thinking about!"

In the big tent, old friends from the club are chatting.

Someone saw Qiu Zhengyang was distracted, so they elbowed him.

"Ah! I didn't think about anything." He came back to his senses, but his tone was a little perfunctory.

"Haha, you said you didn't think about it, we all saw it. Is it enough to be tossed about by that kid today?"

Qiu Zhengyang laughed.

"But speaking of it, this show is quite funny. So many masters are invited to play Desert Island Survival? You haven't seen mine, you don't know anything, and you're curious about everything."

"That's okay, my guy didn't listen to anything. I told him that the coconut he picked up was broken, but he didn't listen, and almost threw up all over the floor."

"Hahaha, each other."

A group of people chatted happily, but for the first time, Qiu Zhengyang had nothing in common with them.

"Hey, Lao Qiu, how are you doing?"

Seeing that he was distracted again, someone quickly pulled him back.

"Me? My... other than helping to identify the fish, I have nothing to do..."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the tent.

"seriously?"

"Blow it!"

"If you want to be so professional, can the show crew find him?"

"..."

A group of people don't believe it.

"It's not a professional, it's quite an amateur." Qiu Zhengyang gave a correct evaluation, "But how should I put it..."

"That kid is wild in his bones. If he didn't say that he was in an office before, I wouldn't believe it if he was killed."

"It really seems to be born with this material..."

It was rare for Qiu Zhengyang to give such a high evaluation, and everyone was shocked.

Although people usually don't talk about personal matters very much, everyone present knows who Qiu Zhengyang is, and even more knows that this guy is very arrogant and rarely praises anyone.

This time they had to believe it.

"Let's go to bed early, too. Today is only the first day. It's just to get used to the environment. I don't think it will be so easy tomorrow."

Qiu Zhengyang smiled, interrupted everyone's thoughts, turned over and took out his sleeping bag.

After a while, he got in.

Seeing this, everyone said good night and turned off the lights in the tent.

"Tomorrow...do you want to...try?"

Qiu Zhengyang thought to himself, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

……

Here is Jiang Yan.

Sleeping out in the open was not a good feeling, and it would be even more so if it weren't for the magic of his clothes.

That sea breeze is not something ordinary people can bear!

"Fortunately, I caught a bunch of 'garbage' up during the day, and I don't know how those who shoot wild survival programs can sleep with only leaves to block the wind."

When the house was just built, Jiang Yan broke the hole in the middle of the rubber raft and made a big "door curtain", which tightly blocked the entire semi-open small board house.

Coupled with thick palm leaves as the top, it looks dignified.

Looking at the palm leaves rustling by the wind, Jiang Yan covered the smoldering charcoal fire tightly, turned around and got into his temporary small "home", and put down the curtain to feel it.

"Not to mention, it's quite warm."

In tropical areas, the lowest temperature at night is more than ten degrees Celsius. As long as you do a good job of wind protection, you don't have to worry about catching cold.

Jiang Yan tightened his clothes, and covered his body with the "quilt" that he had just woven with dead leaves.

With his heartless personality, he can sleep until he wakes up naturally under the quilt under the bridge hole.

Let alone now.

So after a while, I fell asleep.

He fell asleep, but the camera outside the tent did not stop recording, and was still faithfully performing his mission, recording everything that happened at night.

……

Jiang Yan slept soundly.

A group of people in the live broadcast room lost sleep.

It was the first time for them to see such a program and such a person.

To be honest, they didn't expect the show crew to be so honest.

And Jiang Yan...

It's nothing new for this living father to do anything!
"Aren't we going too far?"

A thought flashed through everyone's mind at the same time.

"It's a joke. I never thought he would take it seriously. What should I do now?"

"I'm a little sorry, in case I get sick..."

"Probably not, this guy is as strong as a calf."

"Don't worry about it. With Brother Huo's thick skin, if he can't hold on, he will definitely cause trouble. Since he didn't say anything now, it's okay."

"You are quite confident, but you are afraid that others will say that our fans are unreasonable and force your anchor to sleep in the open air..."

"We are 'black fans', 'black fans' understand?"

"Uh... well, anyway, I suggest that we can start preparing to attract people. Isn't the bet to attract 100 million fans?"

"..."

"..."

"Well, that makes sense..."

"Okay! Then I officially announce that the first phase of the plan has officially failed!"

"Everyone, wash up and go to sleep, you have to work tomorrow."

"Black fans" people: (T▽T)
"..."

(End of this chapter)