Entertainment: Start from a desert island

The audience saw it more clearly, the rain did not fall suddenly.

Instead, it started from the sea, and it was foggy at first. After the camera zoomed in, it turned out to be a rain curtain.

Then it slowly extended to the island, and the whole world was shrouded in rain.

The two groups of ab, while it was raining, had taken refuge in the shelter.

Group C is still working overtime.

Among their living supplies, there is no tarp.

In this weather, the rain will definitely not stop for a while, and we must continue to improve, otherwise, we will not be able to sleep at night.

"Quick, come back!"

In the base camp, Wang Meng kept staring at the intersection. The rain was getting heavier and he hadn't returned yet, so he must be very worried.

Finally, seeing the figures of the two, the hanging hearts let go.

"Thank you, quick, take off your wet clothes first."

The members gathered around the girl's side, the bonfire was burning hot, and there were clothes hanging around it. It is estimated that a few people just stopped.

"Ning Fang's figure, I can't get enough of it."

"I really love this line."

"Why don't you take off your pants?"

"Be careful with 404!"

After sitting for a while, Ning Fang got up. Although it was windy and rainy, the temperature hadn't dropped yet, so he couldn't stay by the fire.

After jumping a few steps to the boy's eaves, he looked up and began to observe.

The sound of the rain is ticking, and the roof is covered with banana leaves. Although they are layered on top of each other, they have not experienced the test of rainy days, so they must pay attention.

Jiang Donghao is indeed an experienced person, he has prepared the leaves in advance and can repair them at any time.

Sure enough, after ten minutes, there were water leaks on both sides.

However, the problem is not that big, after padding the leaves, the problem was solved.

In group b, they were in a hurry.

The shape of the shelter they chose was similar to that of Group A, both of which were in the Chinese character "厶", but it was not suspended, but simply covered with dry grass and leaves at the bottom.

That's why, I can go swimming and play when I have time.

However, the sudden wind and rain made Group B suffer for the first time. They were inexperienced. They placed the shelter on the coast, and the wind poured in almost unobstructed.

It's still light rain now, when it gets heavier, I'm afraid I'll sleep in the water.

Group A has been able to avoid roasting clothes, but they are still struggling to deal with various problems.

Although there is no waterproof cloth in Group C, the resources in nature are fully utilized.

Among the three groups, they had one day less time, but the entire shelter looked the most luxurious and comfortable.

The host appeared just right, and after asking two experts to analyze the situation of the three groups, they concluded:

"At present, the test for the players has just begun. After all, what will happen next, let's wait and see together."

Ning Fang actually likes rainy days quite a lot. The sound of rain dripping is like a lullaby, which is very comfortable to listen to.

But there is a premise that you don't need to go to work.

After chatting by the campfire for about half an hour and drying their clothes, the male players all returned to the shelter, lying on the soft hay, with their hands behind their heads, watching the rainy scene outside.

Before I knew it, my eyelids started to fight and I fell asleep.

For the audience, Group A is fine if they are asleep, and Group B and Group C are still there. Moreover, the program group is still building momentum, giving some latest news about the typhoon from time to time.

A new round of voting is also coming.

May I ask, during the typhoon, will any players withdraw from the competition?

As soon as it was launched, I saw the side of yes, and the approval rate rose slowly.

The typhoon hasn't arrived yet, it's already quite chaotic...

Ning Fang closed his eyes and slept comfortably. He came to the island naturally, and he couldn't eat enough, and he couldn't sleep well.

I could finally lie down without stress, and when I opened my eyes, it was almost dark.

It's not that I wake up actively, my stomach is growling, I'm hungry!

The rain still hasn't stopped, and looking around, the whole world is wet.

"Brother Ning Fang!"

Seeing him stretching under the eaves, Gu Ailing waved and said hello.

"Why don't you sleep more?" Wang Meng asked with a smile, "Did the chat wake you up?"

"No," Ning Fang jumped two steps, came to the crowd, and sat on a log: "I woke up hungry."

After speaking, stare at the pot.

"The cassava is boiled, and it will be ready to eat after a while," Zhou Yi said.

It can be seen that everyone is looking forward to it.

As long as it is not plantain, unlock any other food, it will do.

"Brother Ning Fang, have you ever eaten cassava?"

It rained for several hours, and the temperature dropped. Even sitting by the campfire, it didn't feel like being grilled, but it was quite comfortable.

Ning Fang turned his head, and Wang Meng took the initiative to say: "Mr. Jiang went to see the pool, and the waterfall has a little more water, but it's not a big problem.

There are many plants on the island, which can save water, but if it goes on for a few days, we have to pay attention. "

It seems that during the time when I fell asleep, I was not idle. The firewood was moved under the eaves, and a lot of it was put on the side of the campfire to dry first.

The pot was gurgling and steaming, but there was no fragrance.

"I've eaten cassava in my house, but I seldom eat it raw. One is that it tastes mediocre," Ning Fang recalled. "It's a bit like a potato."

"Is there any other way to eat?"

"In my hometown, they are all crushed by machines, and then the starch inside is filtered out, also called tapioca flour, and then used as dumpling wrappers."

"Cassava flour, I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

Zhou Yi explained: "There are small bags in the supermarket, and they are used to tenderize meat or to thicken corn."

"Oh yes, I remembered."

Hearing that it tastes like potatoes again, everyone’s interest is greatly reduced. How is it different from plantains?

"Ailing, what do you want to eat most now?" Reba asked.

"Me?" Gu Ailing frowned: "There are so many, braised pork, crayfish, coke chicken wings, but what I want to eat the most is Malatang."

"Hey, me too."

For three days in a row, the food was either tasteless or only salty, and everyone's mouths were extremely bland. What could comfort me more than a bowl of rich Mala Tang.

Unfortunately, I can only think about it.

Phew, suddenly a gust of wind blew by, Gu Ailing and Song Tie exclaimed.

Ning Fang stood up and changed places with them.

"It may be quite cold to sleep at night."

"Do you want to light another fire?"

"Two piles of bonfires, the firewood is definitely not enough. I don't know how many days it will rain."

"what is it now."

"It's really not possible, move the bedding here, you sleep on the bed, and we make a floor bedding underneath."

Zhou Yi looked at the time: "Okay, let's serve dinner."

Lifting the lid of the pot, everyone saw a white mist in front of them.

Although Ning Fang said that the taste of cassava is average, but everyone is hungry!

Like a chick waiting to be fed, he grabbed his chopsticks and watched Zhou Yi take out the food from the pot.