The scene suddenly became quiet.

Wen Yuan looked at the machete that was stuck in the tree and had a crack on it, and grumbled, "I'm so sorry for breaking your tool."

Program team: Boss, don’t be embarrassed, the whole island is yours, you can build whatever you want!

Wen Qingyan sighed and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that his brother couldn't be the Vajra.

"It's okay, it's okay. We are here for you. Don't worry."

He patted his chest, then stepped forward, intending to pull out the machete that Wen Yuan had stuck in the tree.

result……

Wen Qingyan's face flushed red, his expression almost collapsed, "......???"

Wen Yuan stood beside him lazily with his hands in his pockets, raising his beautiful eyebrows, "What's wrong, Teacher Wen? Do you need help?"

"No..." Wen Qingyan took a deep breath, "Yes!"

Wen Yuan groaned, "No, okay, let's go take a look at the side first..."

Wen Qingyan decisively let go of his hand without hesitation for a second.

"I need help!"

Wen Yuan raised his eyes slightly and clicked his tongue.

Wen Qingyan: “…”

He looked at Song Yuge with tears in his eyes, "Teacher Song, save me."

[I can’t imagine how happy I would be if such a rich man spoke to me like that.]

[Sir Wen never imagined that he would contribute so many famous scenes on a variety show.]

[He's handsome, 5'8", and rich. It's really hard not to love him.]

【Hahahahahaha, please save him, he's going to break.】

Song Yuge walked forward silently and pulled out the machete effortlessly.

Wen Qingyan looked down at his hands, then at the knife in Song Yuge's hand, "..."

really.

There is no harm without comparison.

Song Yuge looked at the crack on the blade and sighed, "You'd better not use the knife."

She was afraid that if she broke a few more, they would really have to sleep outdoors tonight.

Three people: "..."

To be honest, they didn't want to move either.

However, the three grown men stood in a row, looking at the only girl busy chopping trees. It seemed that they were very...

At this moment, the voices of Zhuang Yumian and Xici were heard from not far away.

The two of them were arguing with each other all the way.

Zhuang Yumian noticed Song Yuge and the others with his sharp eyes.

"Yuge."

She waved her hand and trotted over here with the dry firewood in her arms.

Song Yuge stopped and looked over. "Teacher Zhuang? Why are you here?"

"Why call me Teacher Zhuang? Just call me Yumian."

Zhuang Yumian saw the pile of wood immediately and his eyes widened. "Wow, you cut down so many trees in such a short time?"

The three men silently took a half step back.

Zhuang Yumian looked over, "???"

Zhou Yili explained, "Most of these...were chopped down by Teacher Song. We were unable to help."

He was a little embarrassed when he said this.

After all, this job was done by a girl named Song Yuge.

The three of them seemed to be unable to help in any way except holding back.

Not all of them were cut by Song Yuge.

Wen Yuan also cut down one.

Zhuang Yumian was so shocked that he almost lost control of his expression. "What?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Xici's eyes.

Zhou Yili, who was already embarrassed, became even more embarrassed now.

Wen Yuan was very calm, with almost no expression on his face.

Wen Qingyan was very thick-skinned, so he naturally didn't see the embarrassment.

He sighed and spread his hands, "I can't help it. Who made me a loser?"

Zhuang Yumian: “…”

This was the first time she had seen someone call themselves a waste so casually.

"By the way, have you finished collecting firewood?" Wen Qingyan asked.

"I've finished picking it up."

Zhuang Yumian nodded. "We were just about to go back, but we didn't expect to see you here."

Wen Qingyan walked forward with satisfaction and put his arm around Xici's shoulders. "Master Designer, how's your stamina?"

Xici: "... okay?"

"It's OK, that's fine."

Wen Qingyan patted his shoulder and said, "Come, let's carry these woods down together. Don't worry, we will definitely give you chicken legs when we eat."

He said, glancing at Zhuang Yumian who was standing beside him. "You don't need to do that. You and sister-in-law... Teacher Song, carry the firewood down with you and wait for us in the camp."

Xici had no objection to this arrangement.

As for the chicken drumsticks...

Let's wait until they sort out the accommodation issue first.

Zhuang Yumian opened his mouth, "But you...can you do it?"

Wen Qingyan's eyes widened. "Okay! Why not?"

How can a man say no?

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