This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

As expected, Jiang Jinghuai got a beating.

"No way, what kind of good person would get beaten up as a guest on a variety show?"

Jiang Jinghuai looked resentful, clutching the bump on his forehead, looking extremely aggrieved.

Gu Yan sneered: "No one is stopping you. The production crew's boat is over there. You can still catch up if you want to leave."

"..." Jiang Jinghuai whistled, pretending to be nonchalant as he moved closer to Wen Yao, "Baby... cough, sister, look at cousin, he's always bullying me~"

[Wow, isn't that the model who took the girl to pick up male models last time?]

This brothel-like behavior clearly shows someone who's adept at vying for favor.

[Family members, have you noticed that Jiang Jinghuai looks remarkably like an old friend... especially his eyebrows and eyes, they're absolutely stunning]

[The sky has fallen when Zhouzi comes back; there's actually a stand-in who looks more like my uncle than I do?]

How can this not be considered a kind of "resemblance to a beautiful lady"?

...

Around lunchtime, the guests who had gone out to search for plants returned one after another.

Fu Wanzhou was the last to return.

He guessed that Wen Yao wanted to win, although he didn't know the specific reason, but that didn't matter.

He has everything she needs.

Fu Wanzhou walked straight towards Wen Yao, divided the collected plants into portions, and silently placed them in front of her.

Her gaze inadvertently fell on Jiang Jinghuai beside her—

Fu Wanzhou: ?

Jiang Jinghuai: ?

The two immediately went into high alert.

[Stand vs. Stand...?]

[Zhouzi: Oh no, I've met my match.]

[Let's fight! I love watching the battleground between heroes!]

...

Jiang Jinghuai smiled slightly and took the initiative: "Brother, hello~ My name is Jiang Jinghuai."

Fu Wanzhou's lips twitched slightly.

He was always the one who complained about his uncle's age; he never imagined he'd be called "brother" one day.

I never imagined that fate's boomerang would one day pierce my own body!

Jiang Jinghuai wins this game!

"Sister, look at him, he's all sweaty and stinky, it's even bothering you. Let me fan you." Jiang Jinghuai fanned Wen Yao with his sleeve. "Sister, you must be thirsty after working on this specimen for so long. Here, this is an iced Americano that I specially redeemed with points from the program team..."

A pair of well-defined hands rested on the lid of the coffee cup.

Fu Wanzhou raised an eyebrow: "Her period is about to start, so she can't drink anything cold."

Jiang Jinghuai: !

Fu Wanzhou wins this round!

"What are you two doing standing here? Cosplaying as door gods?" Gu Yan walked by and casually picked up a coffee. "If no one else is drinking, I'll drink it."

Fu Wanzhou: "..."

Jiang Jinghuai: "..."

Wen Yao was still engrossed in making plant specimens, classifying them one by one.

"Brother, you're so young, how come your fashion sense is so outdated?" Jiang Jinghuai said, feigning disdain. "You look like a forty-year-old man in that outdoor windbreaker."

"Unlike me, the clothes I'm wearing were made by Yao Mei herself."

Jiang Jinghuai was like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, showing off his outfit to everyone.

It must be said that Wen Yao's design is very unique, taking into account both aesthetics and practicality.

The entire outfit is black and white, but the tailoring is excellent and the cut is particularly good, which makes Jiang Jinghuai look even taller and has longer legs, and he looks clean and refreshing.

Fu Wanzhou gasped.

Damn it, I completely forgot that this kid and Yao Mei collaborated on the runway!

Jiang Jinghuai wins the third game!

"Hey Fu Wanzhou, let me air out your pillow for you, it's almost worn smooth from handling..."

Lu Anbo, a concerned citizen, emerged from the boys' tent, carrying a pillow in his hand.

Fu Wanzhou: !!!

"Give it to me!" He strode forward and snatched back his pillow.

"What's the rush? It's just a pillow."

“That’s the pillow Wen Yao used,” Lin Xinwei said calmly.

The camp fell silent instantly.

Jiang Jinghuai's pupils shrank sharply, and he took several steps back in disbelief!

He... actually lost to that old bastard Fu Wanzhou again?!