Entertainment: Start from a desert island

"Let's have dinner!"

With a cheer from Reba, the lid of the pot was lifted, hot smoke wafted out, and the air was filled with the unique smell of seafood.

"smell good!"

Zhou Yi carefully took out the tray, and all kinds of food were scattered on the green banana leaves.

Red crabs, juicy razor clams, fat conch...

After people saw it, the index finger moved.

"Can starfish be eaten?" Reba poked with chopsticks.

"It can be eaten, but the taste is average, you can try it."

Several people did not rush to do it, but filmed it through the camera on the chest, which was explained by the director team.

The kelp was not put down for steaming, but was left to dry, so it was considered a dish at least.

Shellfish, it looks like a lot, but in fact there is not much to eat, including crabs.

Looking at the time, it was after eleven o'clock, and Jiang Donghao and Li Yuntian still hadn't come back.

"Do you still leave food for them?"

"Just be hungry."

"Wang Meng is still a knife-mouthed tofu heart."

"These are not enough for one person."

Regarding Wang Meng's actions, the others had no opinion, they waved their hands and started eating.

Kaka, Ning Fang was not polite, took the tongs that Reba gave him, put it in his mouth and took a bite, the crab shell cracked, and a soup overflowed inside, which was extremely sweet.

The meat in the crab claws is even more plump, with a light twist, the mouth is full of fragrance.

Whoever eats fresh seafood will know.

The audience was still immersed in eating and broadcasting, when suddenly, the scene changed and they entered the cabin.

"Nerve, I want to watch food and broadcast."

"what is this?"

"What's so good about the director's team?"

"Boss, change the disc."

The scene did not change because of the audience's complaints, and the expressions of several people present were solemn.

Soon, someone stood up.

"I just received a notification from the Meteorological Bureau that this year's No. 11 typhoon is forming, and the central wind force is expected to be 12-13."

In a word, the live broadcast room exploded.

Summer is the typhoon season. Even if you haven't experienced it, you will know what it means when you hear the word typhoon.

After some communication from the program team, everyone understood.

Although the typhoon is far away and the wind is not particularly strong, the Golden Skull Island will definitely be affected. Wind and rain are inevitable, and at worst, players may need to be transferred.

The program group meeting is also an explanation to the audience in advance. We are fully prepared, so you don't have to worry.

"It's only the third day, and it's a typhoon?"

"Why don't you prepare in advance?"

"Are you a fool? Typhoons are not part of weather forecasting. They cannot be predicted immediately, and there are uncertainties."

"Hope you're okay."

Members of Group A, after eating, take a short break to avoid the noon sun.

Members of group b, after eating, went to the beach to play.

Members of Group C are improving the base camp.

The three speedboats galloped to the three base camps respectively, and the program team was also cheap. The audience watched the content of the meeting for a long time, and when the director had to make a decision, they pinched it.

Broken chapter dog!

Because of a major incident, Jiang Donghao's changes today did not attract much attention from the audience.

They went out for three or four hours and came back with a lot of harvest.

There is a small pile of wild cassava, pepper, plantain, green mango.

Even Wang Meng, who has objections to him, has to admire him, he is really capable.

In an instant, it felt a little rich.

Like everyone else, Jiang Donghao shared the food left for them with Li Yuntian and talked about what happened in the morning.

Just happy, the staff came over with the camera on their shoulders.

Wang Meng and the others looked at it, yo, he is still the chief director, and they had a premonition that something was going to happen.

The chief director beckoned to let everyone gather together.

"Just received the news from the Meteorological Bureau that this year's No. 11 typhoon is expected to form tomorrow night or the morning after tomorrow."

After saying this, everyone stopped smiling.

Gu Ailing raised her head directly, the sky was azure blue, not to mention dark clouds, not a single white cloud could be seen.

Of course, it's impossible for the program crew to joke.

"Although the Golden Skull Island is on the edge, the impact will not be particularly large, but the direction of the typhoon is hard to say, and it may turn around.

So, next, you must pay attention to safety, and the program team will be on standby at any time, as long as there is a possibility of something going wrong, evacuate immediately. "

They came, not only to convey news, but also to bring life jackets by the way.

The program will not stop for the time being. If it is simply windy and rainy, the contestants will be evacuated and only filmed in good weather, which will have a great impact on the program.

During the promotion period, the biggest selling point is: authenticity.

The arrival of a typhoon is both a challenge and an opportunity.

After what was said, the program team left.

The three groups of people looked dignified, and Ning Fang immediately looked at the waterfall not far away.

He had experienced typhoons, and it was terrifying. Not to mention outside the house, even if he was inside, listening to the sound of wind and rain, he felt very helpless.

"Are you worried about the waterfall?" Jiang Donghao asked.

"Yes, if it rains continuously, I'm worried that the water flow will increase and affect our base."

"Or, let's clean up the river first. There are a lot of dead branches and leaves in it. We don't have the tools to expand it."

"I think so."

The sudden news made the three groups of players busy.

Although the typhoon will only form tomorrow, the impact is estimated to last at least two or three days.

The food that Jiang Donghao found came in great use.

The division of labor for the nine people was soon completed.

The first task is to strengthen the shelter. Typhoon is naturally the wind. They live on an island and live in a wooden hut. Whether they can persist is a question mark.

Again, firewood.

It's definitely cold when it rains, and you can't go out, so you must stock up on firewood.

Next, the excavation of the drainage ditches around the camp.

Group B was similar. They rushed to the cassava field immediately and dug out more than [-] catties of cassava.

It can be said that they are the only team in the three groups that can eat enough.

Moreover, Group B also chose accessories such as nails, and the house is quite strong.

But there is also something bad.

Their base camp is very close to the sea, and it may be greatly affected by then.

However, Group C didn't have any special feelings about the arrival of the typhoon. Instead, it said bluntly that this is an opportunity. Perhaps, competitors will be eliminated one after another during this period.

To participate in the show, either for the sake of fame or for profit, it can't be a dream anyway.

Ning Fang and Jiang Donghao are mainly responsible for strengthening the shelter.

"It still doesn't feel right!"

Jiang Donghao shook the tree trunk. It is strong here, but the roof is not good, it has a large area and bears a lot of force. It may be lifted up entirely by the rattan alone.

"Yeah." Ning Fang put one hand on his hip.

"If only there were some more nails, there should be no problem with the two together."

Hearing this, Ning Fang rolled his eyes: "Hey, why don't I go to the ruins to look for it, what do you think?"

"Didn't you search twice?" Jiang Donghao gave up hope.

"What if."

"You can figure it out, I'll go and pull some vines first."

Ning Fang nodded, took the axe, and went to the place where he buried the nails on the pretext of going to the toilet.