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

Gu Yan, who was inexplicably mentioned: ?

Even through the thick layer of mud, you could feel his speechlessness.

Gu Yan: "I don't understand 'seumida'."

Gu Zhu: "Brother, it's actually very simple, choose me or Yao Yao."

Gu Yan: "Or."

Gu Zhu looked aggrieved: "Brother, all I want is an answer."

Gu Yan: "Private Ma Sai, I'm sorry, I'm just naturally quiet."

Gu Zhu was even more upset: "Brother, did you already know the answer in your heart?"

Gu Yan pointed to his ear, then waved his hands frantically, letting out an unintelligible howl.

Gu Zhu: "..."

Is he pretending to be deaf?

[Help! Yanzi looks like a concubine who's gone mad in the cold palace!]

When he starts howling, he sounds more like a jumping-up idiot; everyone's afraid he'll suddenly shout, "Here comes Old Sun!"

[It's so annoying how Gu Yan always avoids problems. Is it so hard to give a clear answer?]

[Yeah, does he even talk to his own sister this perfunctorily? I was just a bystander, but now I feel so sorry for Gu Zhu...]

She's always genuinely treated you like a brother, but have you ever even considered her like a sister for a second? You cold-hearted scumbag!!

...

The live stream chat erupted into arguments again.

Gu Zhu's eyes reddened, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Lu Anbo seized the opportunity and stepped forward to comfort her: "Zhuzhu, don't be sad. Your brother is just too much of a straight man. He doesn't know how to make girls happy at all."

Gu Zhu sobbed.

Lu Anbo took out a foxtail grass that he had picked from who-knows-where and handed it to Gu Zhu with deep affection:

"Zhuzhu, I hope this brings you luck and happiness."

Gu Zhu's face flushed instantly, looking shy and embarrassed.

"Would it be inappropriate for me to accept this?"

"What's inappropriate about it?"

Lu Anbo spoke in a domineering CEO tone: "In my eyes, you're like a little sister, deserving the best love in the world! If I say it's suitable, then it's suitable!"

He forcefully shoved the foxtail grass into Gu Zhu's hand.

At that moment, Gu Zhu heard her heart pounding wildly.

He actually gave me a foxtail grass...

Gu Zhu and Lu Anbo looked at each other, as if they were filming an idol drama.

He is the male lead, and she is the female lead who belongs solely to him...

From Gu Zhu's perspective, the two of them were so happy they were practically radiating pink bubbles.

From an outsider's perspective—

A wandering beggar chicken gave me a worthless foxtail grass.

What's so touching about this?!

Wen Yao, in particular, had a look on her face that seemed to ask, "Are you alright?"

Yunyue handed her a green plum, and Wenyao chewed it: "Eat plums whenever you have nothing to do."

[Haha, I can already picture the Liuliumei commercial in my mind!]

[My sister's expression is exactly the same as mine in front of the screen. Has Gu Zhu never seen a man before?]

[How strange, shouldn't daughters of wealthy families be raised in luxury? Why is it that such small favors can move Gu Zhu so much... Compared to her, Wen Yao seems more like a true heiress who is calm and composed in the face of both honor and disgrace.]

...

However, Gu Zhu's public persona was so stable that quite a few people actually spoke up for her.

Zhuzhu is too naive; that's why she believes in love so much.

[How could anyone not feel sorry for a girl who was bullied by her adopted daughter, ignored by her brother, and had her home taken over by her brother?]

[The fact that a mere blade of grass could move Zhuzhu proves she's a true heiress! Doesn't this show that Zhuzhu doesn't care about material things at all?]

...

Lu Amber is addicted to cosplaying domineering CEOs, and with a wave of her hand:

"I command you to begin voting now!"

Wen Yao crossed her arms and said lazily, "Repeat it again."

Lu Anbo shivered, his voice weakening:

"I... I think we could perhaps hold a vote to see who makes more sense, Wen Yao or Zhu Zhu."

He's not a coward; he's just a good man who doesn't argue with women, and he does what he wants without overstepping the bounds!

"can."

"I have no opinion."

The guests unanimously agreed.

Gu Zhu was full of confidence. She was the chosen one with the golden finger of rebirth. This was obviously a script for her to be slapped in the face!

Her insightful remarks are sure to be a hit!

But the next second, the voting results came out—

"Raise your hand if you agree with Gu Zhu's guess."

Apart from Lu Anbo, not a single person in the entire room raised their hand!

Gu Zhu stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

How can this be?

"Raise your hand if you agree with Wen Yao's guess."

shhhhh--

This time, everyone except Lu Anbo and Gu Zhu raised their hands.

This includes the innocent-looking male staff members who were just there to make up the numbers.

Wen Yao clasped her hands in a fist and bowed to the surroundings: "Thank you, this is what I deserve... oh no, I am worthy of it."

Gu Zhu broke down on the spot, almost breaking her voice:

"Why don't you believe me? The subsequent segments of the show were clearly themed around 'survival'..."

Wen Yao retorted, "How did you know?"

"That's because I..." Anger clouded Gu Zhu's mind, and she almost blurted out the word "rebirth" without thinking.

But she soon sensed that there was an invisible world rule binding her.

Gu Zhu's face turned pale.

Only then did she realize that she couldn't tell others about her rebirth.

"...That's because my intuition is always very accurate."

Gu Zhu offered a clumsy excuse, calmed herself for a few seconds, and then attempted to analyze the situation logically and with evidence.

"Moreover, the production team has a limited budget. It's already difficult enough to find more than three sponsors. They're poor, run-down, and stingy. Where would they get the funds to renovate this deserted island?"

It's normal for a wildly popular variety show to have dozens of advertisers as sponsors.

In the previous life, even when "All-Star" aired its last episode, it barely managed to gather three sponsors.

Director Cui couldn't hold back any longer: "Wait a minute... who are you looking down on?"

He cleared his throat: "I want to clarify here that our show 'All-Out Survival' has already been sponsored by 21 advertisers!"

Even more advertisers have expressed interest in inviting us; preliminary statistics indicate that the number has already exceeded one hundred!

Gu Zhu was dumbfounded!

How much? How much did you say?

Is this number in Chinese?!

Wen Yao raised her eyebrows: "So I guessed right."

It's not a rhetorical question, but a statement.

Director Cui gritted his teeth, feeling a complex mix of love and hate for her: "You guessed right, but there's no reward."

"No way! We already have a duck pen, so we need ducks too," Wen Yao started bargaining. "Give me an old duck leg to make braised duck with pickled radish, and two medium-sized duck legs to make beer duck and salted duck. Oh, and a few baby duck legs too, they're tender and taste better roasted..."

Director Cui: !!!

Why don't you just order a whole duck feast for me?

[A Chinese woman who loved food all her life]

[Duck: So, does that mean I'm some kind of cheap duck?]

My little sister is so devoted to food; her eyes light up whenever food is mentioned!

...

Director Cui said with a dark face, "Dream on, I can't give you that. Forget about it, but don't worry, I'll give you a special kind of duck."

Wen Yao asked cautiously, "Director, aren't you afraid of breaking the law by doing this?"

The audience was momentarily stunned, then suddenly understood—