Chapter 23 – Survival Bandits
The downpour finally ended half an hour later. The tent belonging to Lin Ganzhi’s group was completely blown away.
Fortunately, the coconuts they had piled up before bed were stacked high enough and remained firmly in place. However, Director Fang’s announcement that there were no more tents in today’s exchangeable items made the other two teams laugh with schadenfreude.
As the host, Fan Feimiao laughed the loudest, but that was just his persona. The live stream chat was also filled with “hahahaha.”
The downpour had at least knocked down a few coconuts, so the other two teams finally managed to find some food.
Zhong Jingyi hadn’t eaten all night. The young master looked quite haggard after sleeping in a sleeping bag on the beach. He even forgot his diet persona and ate two coconuts that morning. Luan Yuanzhou also shared a large gulp of coconut water from his own coconut with Zhong Jingyi.
At this point, a large number of shippers also flooded the live stream chat, determined to get back at everyone for yesterday’s humiliation.
After a short break, Director Fang began to explain today’s exchange rules. “A 250-gram fish can be exchanged for a pack of sea salt. A 500-gram fish can be exchanged for a lighter.”
“That’s it?” Fan Feimiao was in disbelief. “Director Fang, seriously? Yesterday there were still tents to exchange for!”
“I can guarantee that tomorrow’s items will be even fewer!” Director Fang remained unmoved.
The more miserable the guests were, the more joy there was in the live stream. The screen full of “hahahaha” seemed exceptionally heartless.
They just loved seeing the guests in impotent rage~
Luan Yuanzhou had rich sea fishing experience. After eating, he made a simple fishing rod and caught a 250-gram sea fish within half an hour.
Fan Feimiao showed it off exaggeratedly, his gaze lingering pointedly on Lin Ganzhi.
Unfortunately, Lin Ganzhi didn’t even spare him a glance.
As Luan Yuanzhou was fishing for his second fish, he glanced at Lin Ganzhi out of the corner of his eye. He saw Lin Ganzhi sitting on a small sand dune not far away. His white T-shirt billowed in the wind, and some of his rain-soaked hair stuck to his forehead. His gaze was distant, and he seemed to be surrounded by a faint, untouchable aura of aloofness.
But what bothered Luan Yuanzhou the most was that since coming here, Lin Ganzhi hadn’t given him a single extra glance. It made him wonder if the Lin Ganzhi who had been madly in love with him on the set was a fake.
[What is Lin Ganzhi doing? Meditating?]
[I don’t think so. He’s probably jealous that Yi’s group caught a fish but can’t show it on the live stream. Impotent rage.]
[Tsk tsk tsk, half a fish has already gotten to your head? If I went to the market with a hundred-dollar bill right now, I’d probably ascend to heaven on the spot.]
[Can Lin Ganzhi’s fans not be so ridiculous? I just snorted a mouthful of chicken soup up my nose.]
[To be honest, the little imp looks quite alluring just sitting there watching the scenery. Could he be missing a certain sea bird?]
[Person above, the dirt from your mouth is about to fall on my face. Don’t be like that, we’re on the same side.]
The Lin Ganzhi who was supposedly missing a certain sea bird tilted his head back and drank the last mouthful of coconut water, his eyes gazing at the sky with an exceptional melancholy.
Seagull, five years in prison with room and board included…
After finishing his food, Lin Ganzhi began to assign tasks. He and Wenren Yi would handle the food, while he gave Que Jin a rough idea of how to build a roof out of palm leaves. Que Jin used to help her grandparents with farm work when she was a child, so she was quite skilled at weaving. She was happy to finally be able to do something significant for the team.
It wasn’t her fault, though. She didn’t have Lin Ganzhi’s terrifying climbing ability, nor did she have Wenren Yi’s monstrous strength to handle two people in a storm.
Lin Ganzhi carefully observed the two opposing teams, then asked with a deep voice, “Can you fish?”
Wenren Yi let out a scoff. “I can’t do any activity that requires me to sit still for more than ten minutes.”
“We really are besties~”
The cameraman standing to the side thought, I never expected you two to be so proud of that.
Wenren Yi stood tall at 1.75 meters, a high-quality “tough girl” type. Lin Ganzhi was 1.78 meters with a round, chubby-cheeked face, making him quite a catch in the gay community. The two of them stood against the wind, their handsome faces captured together in the camera’s lens.
The bullet comments: Is this… telling us to start shipping them?
CEO Yan’s hand snapped another pencil.
He glowered at the small, swaying vegetable seedlings in the courtyard. They were looking greener and greener, and he had the urge to snap them!
The little vegetable seedlings: Hey? Do you think you’re being polite?
By the time Yan Shengping had calmed down and re-entered the live stream, the atmosphere had changed dramatically. Even Yan Shengping, who had seen it all in recent years, couldn’t help but twitch his lips. Was this guy’s ancestor named Yuan?
Lin Ganzhi and Wenren Yi each held a sharpened wooden stick with a forked end, wading in the seawater up to their knees.
Lin Ganzhi frowned, his handsome eyes fixed intently on the sea’s surface. The strong ultraviolet rays had turned the back of his neck slightly red, but it didn’t affect his spirits at all. He raised a slender arm high and, in the blink of an eye, plunged it into the sea.
“Heh!”
A large fish was skewered by the forked stick before it even had a chance to turn its head.
Lin Ganzhi grabbed the stick and flung it. The fish, now airborne, was swiftly caught by Wenren Yi in a piece of tent fabric. “Hah!”
She then slung it over her back, the whole sequence of movements as smooth as flowing water.
The guests, the director, and the audience all had the same thought: For others, survival is about staying alive. For these two, it’s a bandit raid!
The “Bandit CP” tag was spammed frantically.
The live stream chat was overflowing with joy.
[I can’t, I just can’t! Imagine the fish’s psychological trauma, hahahahaha!]
[The island is running away overnight!]
[I’m dying for the Bandit CP!]
[By the way, have you all forgotten about the Big Shot by Star Lake?]
[Big Shot, come out quickly! Your wife is about to be stolen!]
Yan Shengping’s finger twitched, and he couldn’t resist sending ten Virtual Battleships.
[Hahahahaha, the Big Shot is jealous! He couldn’t hold it in!]
[Are you all monsters? Why are you provoking the Big Shot like this!]
[I know I shouldn’t, but I’m loving this!]
Completely unaware of the outside world’s news, Lin Ganzhi caught over a dozen fish in half an hour, eight or nine of which were two to two-and-a-half kilograms. Wenren Yi’s makeshift cloth bag was about to burst.
On the shore, Luan Yuanzhou, who had caught three fish, and Luo Tingzhou, who had caught one, both fell silent.
Zhong Jingyi’s face was particularly grim. He was supposed to be using this show to promote his new movie, but forget stealing the spotlight, Lin Ganzhi had eaten up all the screen time. To make matters worse, Luan Yuanzhou had told him yesterday not to provoke Lin Ganzhi.
Zhong Jingyi lost interest in looking at the sea. When he subconsciously glanced at Luan Yuanzhou, he saw that Luan Yuanzhou was also watching Lin Ganzhi in the distance. Zhong Jingyi’s face turned ashen.
By noon, Lin Ganzhi had collected the lighter and salt. Wenren Yi found a lot of dry firewood to start a fire and then went to weave the roof with Que Jin.
However, she asked with some concern, “Are you sure you know how to cook?”
Lin Ganzhi looked a little embarrassed. “Do I look like someone who’s never touched a kitchen utensil in his life?”
…
“You look like the type who can’t tell the difference between salt and sugar.”
Pfft! Que Jin turned her head away again.
The cameraman’s hand trembled violently.
Lin Ganzhi was in impotent rage!
“I’m the one who cooks for my husband at home! I don’t know if he’ll eat properly this week without me.” Lin Ganzhi’s face was full of worry, and he was genuinely concerned that Yan Shengping might revert to his self-destructive lifestyle.
I won’t take on such long shows in the future. The boss spent a hundred million to hire me, and if another eighty-thousand-yuan show comes up, I’ll… well, I spoke too soon. I’ll wait until the boss is healthy again.
“Don’t worry, he’ll definitely eat well when he sees us,” Wenren Yi comforted him.
Lin Ganzhi thought for a moment. “Are you saying I’m a feast for the eyes?”
Yan Shengping’s chopsticks trembled and fell.
Uncle Yan tried hard to control his expression to keep from spitting out his food. “That child, Ganzhi, has quite the sense of humor.”
“I think it’s more like a humor virus. Uncle Yan, turn off the TV!” Was he incapable of eating without Lin Ganzhi? Impossible!
Once the screen went black, Yan Shengping picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth.
“…Uncle Yan, don’t make my dinner tonight,” Yan Shengping said, standing up.
“Then you’re not going to eat the pickled vegetables Ganzhi made? Or the braised pork?”
Yan Shengping sat down again. “Forget it. We shouldn’t waste food.”
Heh, you’ve never cherished the dishes I make this much!
In the afternoon, just as Yan Shengping finished reviewing a document, a private message popped up on the live stream app.
[Big Shot, are you there? We’ve created a fan group for Ganzhi and we all want you to be an administrator. Would you be willing to grace us with your presence? Don’t worry, you can mute notifications when you don’t want to be disturbed! We usually share beautiful photos of Baby Ganzhi in the group. Our rival fandom takes up half the entertainment circle, so we really need a talent like you, sob sob.]
Sharing photos?
Yan Shengping replied with a cool “Mm.” He agreed, of course, because he was worried that some unflattering photos of Lin Ganzhi might be circulated. He definitely had no other motive.
The girl on the other end was very quick. Within a minute, Yan Shengping was pulled into a group and set as an administrator.
A work call came in. Yan Shengping gave a cursory greeting and then left the app, proceeding to have a two-hour conference call. By the time he finished and went back in, the people in the group were frantically discussing someone.
[Sob sob sob, sisters, did you watch the afternoon live stream? When Wenren emotionally told Lin Ganzhi that this was the best fish she’d ever eaten, it hit me right in the feels again, sob sob sob~]
[I’m fully on board with the Bandit CP, sisters!]
[(Image) Sisters, I’ve already photoshopped the picture!]
Below were a bunch of fawning comments.
Yan Shengping frowned and clicked on the image. In the photo, Lin Ganzhi’s cheeks were stuffed with fish meat. Because he was eating in a hurry, his mouth was ringed with black charcoal. Wenren Yi was reaching out to wipe his face, one of them blinking obediently while the other wore a mischievous grin.
The scene was exceptionally jarring.
Yan Shengping couldn’t quite put his finger on the faint annoyance he felt. He just thought, at the very least, Lin Ganzhi was currently in a marital relationship with him!
Yan Shengping: [I think they look more like brothers. The spearfishing part reminded me of the Oath of the Peach Garden.]
[Wow wow wow! The Big Shot has finally emerged!]
[No, Big Shot! I just started shipping them, and you’re telling me it’s the Oath of the Peach Garden! Sob sob sob!]
[Hahahaha, is the Big Shot jealous?]
[Why does the air suddenly smell so sour?]
Yan Shengping’s expression remained unchanged. As the president of a corporation, he didn’t rely on flashy but empty moves.
Yan Shengping: [I think Lin Ganzhi and his partner are a great ship. Between the two of them, their anti-fans make up the entire entertainment industry.] Yan Shengping remembered Lin Ganzhi’s words.