After Bai Luoluo's fans saw it, they all immediately broke through their defenses——
——Is there something wrong with Song Tingyin? Is he possessed by Gang Jing?
——We seemed quite happy when we got off the plane at first. But after she got yelled at, our faces started to look bad, right?
——Who is she? She is really arrogant. Do you have any information about her?
——It’s really funny. You think you can crush our Luoluo by winning the first place due to luck? Luoluo is like this because she is not feeling well today! Those martial arts scenes of hers are very handsome, aren’t they?!
——Why don’t Song Tingyin die? I have never seen such a vicious person in my life!
——Haha, Song Tingyin should be considered a newcomer in the entertainment industry, right? Do newcomers treat their seniors like this now?
——The program team really just loves this birdman?
…
Imperial capital, Jing family.
Jing Song was sitting lazily on the sofa, with a tablet between his legs. The content on it was the variety show that Chiyang was on. He had been watching the variety show here since before it started broadcasting.
After knowing what happened to him, he actually had ten thousand ways to make Bai Luoluo disappear quietly in the imperial capital, but he didn't.
He was curious what she would do.
Wherever he could, he took a small part in her plans.
After all, Bai Luoluo dared to attack him. Even if he succeeded, since he failed, he would have to bear his anger.
He watched Chiyang's performance from beginning to end, saw the careless smile on the peerless and charming face on the screen, and saw a brief pause in the turning of the beads in Jing Song's hand.
Seeing the words insulting Chiyang filling the screen, Jing Song raised his hand to close the barrage and continued reading.
Pei Jin opened the door and walked in at this time and sat down opposite Jing Song: "You really won't be affected by that woman recently, right?"
Jing Song nodded, his eyes always falling on the tablet.
"Since you have nothing to do, I will continue to go back to the mountain, Master's side..." Before Pei Jin could finish his words, he saw Jing Song flipping the tablet back on the table with a look of disgust, as if he saw something.
He looks like garbage, and his eyebrows are furrowed.
Pei Jin was startled: "What's wrong?"
Jing Song didn't say anything. He turned his attention to the beads in his hand.
This is the prayer bead that night.
Since that night, he has been carrying this prayer bead, and the influence of the woman named Bai Luoluo on him has completely disappeared. But just now, when he saw Bai Luoluo on camera, he felt a very strange feeling in his heart.
Strangely, a strange feeling that had not occurred for a while suddenly came to mind.
'I can only help you suppress Bai Luoluo's influence on you temporarily. Only after I deal with Bai Luoluo will her influence on you disappear completely.'
Chiyang's words echoed in Jing Song's mind. He silently recited the heart-clearing mantra in his heart, took out his cell phone and called Lin Mo.
…
Chiyang doesn't know about Jing Song's affairs for the time being. She is currently watching Lin Qinghe set up a tent while holding a folding knife in her hand and whittling a wooden stick.
This desert island is close to the sea. She and Lin Qinghe found an open space to camp far away from the coast. It was considered safe here, and there was no need to worry even if the tide was high.
Not far away from her and Lin Qinghe, other guests from the program group were also packing their things and preparing to think of ways to spend their first night here.
Lin Qinghe set up his tent, walked to Chiyang, and took the initiative to say: "Sister Tingyin, let me help you set up the tent."
Someone took action, and Chiyang felt at ease. She nodded slightly: "Thank you."
When I saw the interaction between Lin Qinghe and Chiyang in the barrage, I felt that Lin Qinghe was very enthusiastic. Although his fans knew that he was like this because he really wanted to be friends with people, but even this was still funny, and the style of painting was also
Very strange.
——Qinghe, do you know that you really look like a little puppy who has bad intentions for your sister?
——Qinghe, can you make it embarrassing for us to fall in love like this? My friends now all say that I like a chuunibyou.
——Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,, Qinghe, don't be like this. I'm really going to fall in love with my sister when you do this. I like her so much because she's so aloof.
Lin Qinghe had no idea that he was already embarrassing his fans. He was really skilled in setting up a tent, but as he was setting it up, he frowned slightly and turned to look at Chiyang, but hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong?" Chiyang raised his eyebrows lightly.
"I knew that the program team wouldn't let us get such good equipment so easily. You didn't give us all the materials to set up the tent, so we couldn't put it up." Lin Qinghe spread his hands and said helplessly.
Chiyang's eyes were pale, as if this situation had no impact on her at all.
As soon as Lin Qinghe finished speaking, Jiang Ya walked towards the two of them, with a look of helplessness on her face: "Brother Qin and I's tent is broken, and the folding knives can't be used. What's the situation here?"
Lin Qinghe talked about the tent and shrugged: "Sure enough, we can't be too conscientious about the program team. I have to quickly see if the other things in my and Tingyin's backpacks can be used."
Jiang Ya was a little helpless. She nodded at Chiyang and went back to check other things.
Gungun, who was lying on Chiyang's shoulder, looked at the other guests busy and said: "Yangyang, basically everything they have is broken. You and Lin Qinghe only have the tent and the folding knife in your hand.
It’s usable.”
Chiyang glanced at it roughly, and it was the same as Gungun said.
Suddenly, the expressions on the faces of all the guests were a little ugly.
Lin Qinghe made a sad face: "We only have the tent and the knife in your hand, sister, is useful." After all, Lin Qinghe was still very gentleman, "You can sleep in the tent tonight, I will make do on the beach.
one night."
"No need." Chiyang rejected Lin Qinghe. As she spoke, she stood up, holding her sharpened stick in her hand, and walked towards the jungle.
Lin Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then immediately raised his foot and followed him, his admiration for Chiyang soaring in his heart: "What are you going to do?"
"Go find something to eat."
Lin Qinghe followed Chiyang closely: "It's very dangerous to go into the jungle. Wouldn't it be better to go to the beach to get some seafood? There are quite a lot of things on the beach here."
Chiyang shook his head: "When we got on the plane, all the salutes were taken away. There was no change of clothes. The temperature difference between day and night here should be very big. Now that the clothes are wet, if we spend the whole night here wearing wet clothes,
It will be very dangerous. If it rains again, it will be even worse."
"..." After thinking about the scene in Chiyang's mouth, Lin Qinghe was silent for a moment, "The weather seems to be pretty good today. Will we really encounter rainy days?"
Chiyang imitated him and shrugged: "Who knows? Stop following me. Go back and tell them that it's best not to go to the beach to find food."