You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

In the early morning of the next day, the program crew woke up the eight people who were still asleep.

Let them put on special infrared-sensing combat uniforms and helmets.

Although the combat uniforms are not as refined as the personal uniforms of the guests, celebrities are celebrities after all, even if they are dressed like this, it is difficult to conceal their demeanor.

In addition to infrared combat uniforms, the instructors also distributed a huge military mountaineering bag to everyone.

Of course, the bags of the four of Lu Heng and the others were full of supplies, enough for them to survive a day without finding supplies scattered on the island.

But Jiang Qiyu and the others did not have this preferential treatment because they lost the game.

There is nothing else in the bag except simple mountaineering first aid tools.

After everyone put on the equipment, the instructor began to introduce the rules and precautions of this desert island battle royale to them.

As Jiang Qiyu said, the eight of them will be arranged on two speedboats according to the grouping situation of yesterday's game, and they will go to the island from the north and south respectively.

This battle is a real personal battle. In addition to facing the occasional ambushes of [-] coaches hidden on the desert island, the guests also have to be careful of their companions around them.

The level of stimulation straight up.

This time, due to the special environment, the program team will also use methods such as placing cameras on the guests and drone aerial photography for multi-angle live broadcast.

When everything was ready, the eight people were divided into two groups and got on the speedboat to the deserted island together.

"Mr. Spear!"

Facing the rising sun in the eastern sky, Fang Xubai was wearing a camouflage combat uniform, and two camouflage blocks were painted on the left side of his face, which added a different kind of vitality to his originally slightly youthful face.

He put his hand on the brow bone, looked towards the deserted island in the distance, tugged at Jiang Qiyu's sleeve beside him, and said in a tone of excitement:

"Mr. Lance, is our battlefield over there?"

"..."

And Jiang Qiyu, who was in a daze until now because she got up too early, just glanced lazily in the direction of his finger, and said perfunctorily:

"Your battlefield, my mass grave."

But Fang Xubai didn't care about her attitude at all, and he still sighed enthusiastically:

"I'm so excited, are we going to find weapons to fight NPCs as soon as we go to the island?"

"laugh......"

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a sneer from the instructor at the front of the ship.

The instructor had dark skin and a rough appearance. He raised his eyebrows and looked up and down at the big stars with thin skin and tender flesh, and grinned:

"It's not that I said that after you go to the island, you can guarantee that you can spend three days under the hands of those boys without being eliminated, and you are already lucky."

Those twenty coaches are all good players in the organization, and they want to gain benefits under their hands.

difficult.

Fang Xubai is not stubborn at all, the instructor's words are like a bucket of cold water poured down on his head, completely pouring out the excitement and excitement in his heart.

He shrank his neck, approached Jiang Qiyu carefully, and naturally wrapped his arms around her:

"Sister Qiyu, don't forget what you promised me yesterday."

"rest assured......"

After being made such a fuss by him, Jiang Qiyu woke up instead, pulled out her arm without a trace, patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"Don't be afraid, as the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, we will advance and retreat together, and we will definitely take them down!

These words were like a shot in the arm. Fang Xubai immediately braced himself after hearing the whole thing, and clenched his fist confidently:

"Sister Qiyu, with your words, I am more at ease. Today our two little calves will definitely win!"

"Two?" But Jiang Qiyu shook her head, pointed at herself with a finger: "I'm a calf."

"what?"

"what about me?"

Facing his clear and stupid eyes, Jiang Qiyu smiled.

"you......"

Just as he was about to speak, a deep, teasing voice suddenly came from behind him:

"You are a newborn."

"..."

The conversation between the three of them was relayed verbatim to the live broadcast room by the radio equipment they each wore.

[Hahahahaha... help, long-eared cp, can you two be individuals! 】

[Are these two people here to participate in a romance show or to talk about cross talk?Why are you still singing along? 】

[Hahahahaha only the world of wounded in vain has been achieved. 】

[White Spear girl, come quickly and protect our world's best newborn calf CP! 】

[I love the way these three get along, and the two chefs are ecstatic! 】

The three of them attacked (strike out) each other on the boat, talking and laughing, which inevitably made Jiang Mian, who was sitting at the end, be left out in the cold.

But she really couldn't get into their conversation, so she could only sit aside and chuckle.

It's just that his eyes were always on Jiang Qiyu who hadn't seen him for more than a month after leaving the Jiang family.

She... seems to be different from before.

The speed of the speedboat was not slow, and it quickly reached the shore on the north side of the deserted island while a few people were talking.

The instructor put them down and told them that if they were "killed" within three days, they would come here on their own, and someone would come to pick them up at that time.

At the same time, this also declared that their mission failed.

After saying this, he briefly reminded a few things to pay attention to, then turned around in the speedboat without hesitation, and walked away.

The four of them were empty-handed, each carrying their own light backpacks, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Brother Yu..."

Jiang Mian looked at Qi Yu expectantly and spoke softly.

Of course she didn't want to be left behind in the first place, but last night she managed to muster up the courage to send Qi Yu the news but nothing came of it, which made her worry about her current situation.

But after receiving her eyes begging for help, Qi Yu just calmly turned his gaze to Jiang Qiyu who was aside, and raised his eyelids without a trace.

But Jiang Qiyu didn't think about so many twists and turns, she turned her head and said to Fang Xubai beside her:

"aka kill or bury, our slogan is!"

Fang Xubai was very kind, and immediately took a step forward, stood in a fairly standard military posture, and shouted loudly:

"any time!"

Jiang Mian also understood, and immediately followed: "Anywhere."

Jiang Qiyu raised her head, "Super criminal!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at the man with "Don't go crazy" written all over his face, his eyes were bright.

"..."

But who would have thought that Qi Yue just gave her a cold look, then walked towards the shadowy bushes without looking back with his long legs.

"..."

The three people who were thrown down were stunned for a second, and then scrambled to follow.

"Hey!"

Qi Yuren had tall legs and long strides. Jiang Qiyu managed to catch up with his footsteps, and stepped forward to grab the strap of the man's mountaineering bag.

Obviously he was the one who said yesterday that he said what he said, so why did he change his mind today?

Walking so fast, is it possible that this kid wants to run away by himself?

As soon as she got anxious, she began to speak unscrupulously: "Speaking is nothing, tomorrow will be a bastard!"

"..."

And Qi Yu, who just wanted to escape from the meeting with cerebral palsy just now, paused, and looked down at the little white hand that was tightly clutching his bag.

Slightly raised eyebrows, said lightly:

"Sprinkle."

Jiang Qiyu became even more flustered when he spoke like this, she couldn't help but tighten her hands again, raised her head and smiled flatteringly at him:

"Mr. Qi, we are a team, you have to say the slogan before I can trust you, otherwise I will not be safe..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw a big hand with well-defined bones covering her.

The man's knuckles were slender, and his fingertips were covered with thin calluses from years of fitness. He moved lightly and slowly opened the slender fingers that were holding the strap of his backpack, and pulled the strap away when she was slightly dazed.

"..."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Jiang Qiyu just felt that the big hand wrapped around her palm was indiscernibly and gently closed for a moment.

Then he let go without hesitation.

The moment her hands parted, she heard the man's helpless voice, mixed with the faint earthy fragrance of this uninhabited deserted island:

"Creating crimes against the wind."