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

Here.

After Song Yuge found a suitable location near the camp, he began to lay the foundation.

First, I selected several pieces of wood of suitable length as support for the foundation, and then prepared to put a column foot at both ends of the wood to increase stability.

Wen Yuan walked over and looked down at her "magnificent" figure that was spinning like a small top.

"Is there anything we can do to help?"

Song Yuge was still thinking about the three-dimensional picture of the wooden house in his mind when a pleasant male voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

She came back to her senses, hummed, and pointed to a few pieces of wood picked out from the ground.

"These need to be moved over there."

Wen Yuan took a look and nodded, "Okay."

Before he could make a move, Wen Qingyan, who was full and satisfied, spoke decisively.

"I'll come, I'll come."

He ran over quickly and moved the wood away with a grunt.

Song Yuge watched his movements with some fear, "Be careful, if it breaks you'll have to cut it again."

Wen Qingyan almost fell in.

Zhou Yili quickly supported him, "Be careful."

Song Yuge breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Mu Tou and the people were fine.

Wen Yuan also noticed her troubled expression and raised his eyes slightly, "Is there something missing?"

Hearing this, Song Yuge suddenly thought of something and looked at him, "Can you... get a saw?"

“Electric would be better.”

Wen Yuan smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Song Yuge was startled and blinked, "Where's the electric drill?"

“It’s not difficult.”

Wen Yuan also asked, "Is there anything else missing?"

Song Yuge touched his chin and said, "It's okay for now."

How come Xiao Wen is more effective than the turtle in the wishing well?

Ah, bah, no.

He chuckled, "Okay."

Song Yuge turned around feeling a little guilty and continued to work.

She was also worried that it might not go well.

After all, she had never tried to build a wooden house in such a short time.

Fortunately, Wen Qingyan and the others are not like that mischievous little girl who always makes trouble, so she is less worried.

What's going on? Isn't this wilderness survival? Why is there a wishing part?

[Will this Xiao Wen really find me? ]

[/Peek, I'm not impressed that you were able to find the cart, but you were able to find a chainsaw and a power drill. Does that mean this island belongs to you?]

How could the production team allow such a buggy person to continue to exist? /spread hands]

The director was wearing monitoring headphones, so he naturally heard the conversation between Song Yuge and Wen Yuan.

He and the assistant director and producer looked at each other silently.

They could both see the deafening silence in their hearts.

Not long after, Wen Yuan appeared in the observation room under the pretext of looking for something.

The director silently handed over two big guys.

"Mr. Wen, here are the chainsaw and drill you requested. They're ready."

Before he could speak, Wen Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and hummed with satisfaction, "Very good, thank you for your hard work."

The director smiled and said, "It's not hard at all. As long as I can help Mr. Wen, I'm happy."

But in my heart I am saying, it’s not hard but my life is hard.

Sure enough, not everyone can be the boss’s confidant.

Just trying to figure out his thoughts is not something that ordinary people can do.

……

Here.

With the help of Wen Qingyan and others, Song Yuge progressed much faster.

She first determined the position of the column base, and then directed Wen Qingyan and Zhou Yili to place the wood she had prepared.

Zhuang Yumian watched them busying around and didn't know how to help.

She asked Song Yuge curiously, "Yuge, is this foundation so simple?"

Song Yuge just said that they are only working on the foundation now.

The girl shook her head. "This is just the beginning."

Zhuang Yumian still doesn't understand at the moment.

But it soon became clear.

She watched Wen Qingyan, Zhou Yili and Xici take turns carrying one end of the wood around the foundation.

The wood was placed on the base one by one.

After building a row from this side, change direction and continue building another row.

After stacking dozens of logs, Wen Qingyan was left with only a sweater on. His forehead was covered in sweat, and his body was covered in sawdust. He put his hands on his hips in embarrassment, panting, "How much more...how much more do I need?"

He was almost tired to the point of rolling his eyes.

Zhou Yili and Xici are similar.

Both of them sat on the ground in a very embarrassed manner.

Song Yuge looked around but didn't see Wen Yuan, and didn't know where he had gone.

"We still need to lay down the planks."

"What is that? A wooden board?"

Wen Qingyan's brain froze for a moment. He glanced around and saw that the surroundings were all made of wood, one by one, without any boards.

"We... don't have this either."

Song Yuge's eyes lit up as if he had seen something. "It will be there soon."

Wen Qingyan was confused, "What?!"