I was blacklisted by the whole network at the beginning, but I became popular after surviving in the

It won't take more than a few minutes.

Song Yuge moved the wood they had cut earlier onto the cart.

Seeing her so relaxed, Wen Qingyan didn't know what he was thinking about, and there was a bit of sympathy in his eyes when he looked at Wen Yuan.

This future sister-in-law is so good that she can even turn a brick into ashes with just one punch.

If Wen Yuan makes his sister-in-law unhappy in the future, can this little girl who can be blown down by the wind withstand a single blow?

Wen Yuan glanced at him expressionlessly.

That look was very dead.

Wen Qingyan shuddered and quickly asked, "Teacher Song, can we move down now?"

Song Yuge glanced back and nodded, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

“It’s not hard, it’s not hard at all.”

With that said, Wen Qingyan pushed the cart away swiftly.

Zhou Yili followed silently.

The two of them walked towards the camp with heavy breathing.

Ignore someone tacitly.

Song Yuge took advantage of this time to continue cutting down trees.

Wen Yuan stayed by her side quietly, asking her from time to time if she was tired or if she wanted some water.

Song Yuge said no.

Then the hand movements quickened.

The netizens who were watching the live broadcast looked at Song Yuge expressionlessly, like the bald man in a TV drama. After a while, many pieces of wood slowly fell down.

At least they use an electric saw.

She just took the machete.

There was a lot of ping-pong going on.

The black fans who had just rolled up their sleeves and cheered Song Yuge on were silent.

[Fuck, how come this woman doesn't feel tired? ]

[I just calculated the time, and she has already chopped three pieces of wood in a row.]

[If nothing else, I suddenly became afraid that Song Yuge would go crazy and come looking at me with a machete in the middle of the night.]

[This is hilarious! How much negative information about Song Yuge has the person above posted?]

[Not much, not much, thicker than your family tree.]

The atmosphere here is relatively harmonious.

But the hot searches are not so heartwarming.

A feeling of blood and gore came over me.

This is the observation room.

Assistant Short already knew what was happening on the Internet when he was on the helicopter.

He sat in a chair with a notebook in front of him.

The screen is full of trending searches.

The director and producer waited quietly by the side.

"Assistant Xiao, what Mr. Wen meant just now..."

"The program will continue recording." Assistant Xiao said, "During these ten days, as long as President Wen and Miss Song don't have any instructions, the program can continue to be live and recorded."

"That thing on the Internet..."

The director also saw the trending searches online just now.

Shen Zhiyi's agent is obviously used to using these tactics.

If the problem is not resolved, Song Yuge will probably be scolded out of the entertainment industry before he even has to wait ten days.

The directors also felt a little guilty.

After all, their original purpose of asking Song Yuge to participate in this program was to take advantage of the hot topic between Shen Zhiyi and Song Yuge to make the program more popular and discussed.

But no one expected that people from the Wen Group would suddenly contact them just a few days before the filming of the show started.

Not only did they provide a large investment, they also prepared the island for the recording of the program.

At that time, they still didn't know what Wen's purpose was.

Just guessing whether Wen Yuan is interested in the entertainment industry?

But what no one expected was that Wen Yuan was not interested in the entertainment industry, but Song Yuge who was in the entertainment industry.

The director really wiped away cold sweat countless times that day.

If Wen Yuan was interested in any other guest, he wouldn't be so shocked.

It just happened to be that dark and blurry Song Yuge.

"Okay, don't worry, we will definitely cooperate with President Wen and Miss Song."

Assistant Short turned his head to look at the director who was nodding and bowing, but did not expose his little thoughts.

He simply warned, "Mr. Wen has his own plans for what he wants to do. The production team just needs to record the show step by step. That's all."

"As for the rest... I believe the director should understand what I mean."

"I understand, I understand. I definitely understand."

The director quickly responded.

Assistant Short smiled and said, "That's good."

"I have something else to do, so I won't bother you any more."

He closed his computer, stood up and left.

The director and others saw him to the door.

Assistant Short walked to the tarmac, took out his cell phone and sent a message.

At the same time, Wen Yuan, who was on the mountain, felt his cell phone vibrate in his pocket.

He raised his eyes to look at the girl not far away who seemed to have endless energy, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Then he subtly took out the cell phone from his pocket and took a look at it.

Since I was being photographed, I naturally didn't dare to get close to take a close-up shot.

[Mr. Wen, everything is arranged! ]