Live: Survival on a deserted island for full-level students

"Pure natural, no artificial traces?"

"No preservatives added?"

"Fuck, you're so pretty, I like you so much."

"Girl, seeing you, I even thought of our child's name."

"Sister, you look so pretty, shall we get up together every day from now on?"

"Girl, you are so damn good-looking, uncle is so rare about you, hehehe..."

Hearing Su Ze's question, the water friends in the live broadcast room had their brains wide open, and they were all thinking about how to praise a girl for being good-looking now.

On the public screen, one barrage overwhelmed the other.

In a private villa, in the magnificently decorated hall, a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes looked at the bullet screen on the phone, frowned, and the corners of his mouth outlined a hint of mockery and sarcasm.

He said to himself: "A group of idiots, look at what they are saying, tsk tsk."

After speaking, he immediately withheld the words and clicked send.

A new barrage appears.

"[Devil Angel of Fallen Hell]: Iron Juice, whether it is beautiful or not, of course it depends on the legs, how simple is it?"

Seeing this, others responded one after another.

"[Cool Hanging Kid]: Fellow Daoist is right."

"[Car Emperor~Li Yi]: I really think so."

"[Void-Ye&Shang]: Fellow Daoist's words actually imply the truth of the Dao, I admire it!"

When the water friends were speaking enthusiastically, Su Ze straightened his face and said solemnly: "Don't talk about other things, just talk about looks. Girls are beautiful or not. All you need is a basin of water. Although the water is invisible and colorless, it is very powerful. .”

"As long as you wash it with water, it will be clear whether it is beautiful or not, and the three magic spells are useless."

"Of course, now some boys also put some foundation on their face, so ah"

"Everyone, if you find boyfriend and girlfriend in the future, remember to bring a basin of water for each other to wash their faces."

"Have you all lost your studies?"

Hearing this, the friends in the water were immediately overjoyed, and new bullet screens began to appear on the public screen.

a time.

The atmosphere in the studio was very cheerful.

However, the excitement belongs to them and has nothing to do with Su Ze.

After teasing one or two, he calmly repaired the bamboo tube and bamboo cover again, and it took about 10 minutes to get it done.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully making a piece of survival equipment and getting a chance to draw a lottery."

"Draw now: yes/no?"

The system prompt came as scheduled, but Su Ze did not draw a lottery, but went back to the house and took a pottery bowl.

Then start to deal with the small fish caught by Changle, that is, to clean up the internal organs and unclean things inside the small fish.

From childhood to adulthood, every holiday, Su Ze would go fishing in the small river ditch with his good playmates.

Therefore, it is too trivial for him to deal with the internal organs of fish.

The fish picked up like this are very small, most of them are only as thick as a thumb. You only need to squeeze them forward with two thumbs after catching them, and the internal organs will burst out of the skin.

Very fast and convenient.

One is processed in just one second.

"Su Ze, do you want to bring these bamboo fungus into the house?"

A gust of fragrant wind hit, and Changle appeared behind him.

"want."

Su Ze responded to her and said, "Use a sieve to collect it and bring it into the house. The weather on the island is changeable, so I'm afraid it will rain at night."

Although most of the bamboo fungus was picked up, it was almost dry after several hours of drying.

Shrunk too much.

The sieve can completely fit it all.

"Well, okay."

Changle thought about it, and felt that this was the reason. She had a deep understanding of how quickly the weather on the island changed.

The sky was blue one second, and it might rain heavily the next.

If they are not taken back into the house, once it rains heavily at night, those bamboo shoots will not be edible and will be completely destroyed.

Putting the sieve on the ground, Changle began to collect the sun-dried bamboo shoots.

After Su Ze finished handling the small fish, he continued to deal with the few palm-length 'big' fish.

The process is a little more complicated.

The scales need to be scraped off.

After he finished, he didn't touch the eel, but helped Chang Le pick up the bamboo fungus, and then the two returned to the wooden house one after the other.

Changle put the sieve in place and prepared to light a fire.

Thinking that she would have to wash the pots and dishes later, Su Ze said, "Let me do it."

"It's not difficult."

Changle muttered softly.

The bonfire is covered with firewood ash, and it only needs to be planed to reveal the sparks inside, add a little tinder, and it will ignite with a light blow.

Add a handful of dry firewood and you're done.

"Then come."

Su Ze was also straightforward, stepped aside and handed the stone stove to her.

Changle: (︿)
I'm not sincere, hum~
Curling his lips, Chang Le bent down and squatted down, and started to light the fire.

Two or three minutes later.

A new bonfire was burning. At this time, the sky was getting darker, the sky and the earth began to be gray, and the wooden house was even darker.

Fortunately, there is firelight shining, which adds a bit of warmth.

Su Ze squatted at the door of the wooden house, reached out and gently touched the dog's head and rubbed its ears.

Looking at the fiery red picture scroll of the sea and sky in the distance, feeling the heat coming from behind, a poem can't help but emerge in my mind.

Without thinking, he spit out:

"The red clouds spread across the sky, covering the setting sun. The Weaver Girl throws the broken brocade, and Chi You broadcasts the fire flag."

"The sea breeze blows the leaves and falls, and the wild fire moves along the mountains. Love this brilliance, and it's too late to think about it."

"Ok?"

Chang Le, who was making a fire to stew fish soup, was stunned, turned around briefly, and looked at Su Ze's back and a certain light dog's back.

"How is he so talented?"

Changle's eyes are a little crazy.

Although she doesn't know how to compose poetry very much, she can understand the good and bad, good and bad of a poem.

Obviously.

This poem written by Su Ze is very suitable for the current scenery. It can be said that it is a perfect fit and the artistic conception is one.

Barrage--

"So wet."

"Although I don't understand it, I think it must be very wet."

"Master Su is really talented. This girl loves him so much. I really want to tie him into my house and be my husband. Ahhh..."

"Is there any bigwig out there to explain this poem, I'm an elementary school student, I can only talk shit, I don't understand it at all."

"Same request."

"It's very simple, right? Let me explain it to you. Cough... The red clouds are scattered in the sky, blocking the afterglow of the sun. It's like the brocade thrown by the weaver girl, and the fire flag fluttering by Chi You. The wind blows the leaves down on the mountain. There was a fire next to it. I loved the view, and murmured that it was too late."

"Niu Pi, the boss is a top student in Qingbei, right?"

"It's too good to be true. I failed the college entrance examination and got into Tsinghua University. Hey, life..."

Gollum...

As the sunset gradually faded, the soup in the soup pot gradually began to boil.

After boiling for a while, Su Ze grabbed a handful of bamboo fungus and Changle's freshly washed cattail roots and threw them into the pot.

"Lele, let's have dinner."

"okay."

Under the light of the fire, Chang Le's pretty face was slightly flushed, and she didn't know what she was thinking just now.

She holds rhubarb's exclusive ceramic bowl in one hand, and holds fish for it with chopsticks in the other.

Su Ze waved to the live broadcast ball, "Everyone, this is a romantic bonfire dinner with my girlfriend Lele, so I won't share it with you. See you tomorrow, bye."

After all, he snapped off the camera function on the live ball.

Looking at the live broadcast room with a black screen, the water friends: "???"