There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

The flames of the resting place just ignored the distance in the middle and almost hurt Zhuang Jiachuan's eyes.

who is it!Who picked up this leak while he was in the water!

Zhuang Jiachuan was full of depression, and the hand that was about to be pulled down by the stone pot gave up some strength, which made him quicken the pace of going back.

Looking far away, there were many people around the pyrotechnic place, Zhuang Jiachuan tried to walk quickly, guessing who it was.

It's impossible for the program group and the sheep team. Now they should all be looking forward to the artists making mistakes, so they want them.

Yu Nianbing and Ning Chuyang both greeted here just now, and there was still no smoke or fire.

In other words...

Muxingzhou...

Zhuang Jiachuan regrets it a bit, and shouldn't ignore him just because of Mu Xingzhou's reticence and not being active in the past two days.

"Teacher Zhuang!" When Zhuang Jiachuan was only one uphill from the lunch break, Ning Chuyang above suddenly turned and looked at him and shouted.

There is always a not-so-good premonition, which would have made Zhuang Jiachuan ignore this yell and take a big step up the slope.

But no matter how fast Zhuang Jiachuan was dragged down by the stone pot, Ning Chuyang's mouth was fast.

"The fire is starting, please trouble Mr. Zhuang to pick up the water in the pot and bring it up again." In order to make Zhuang Jiachuan hear clearly, Ning Chuyang yelled with a loudspeaker microphone in his hand.

Zhuang Jiachuan, who had already stepped on the slope, slowly raised his head and faced Shang Ning Chuyang's joyful face.

"Okay." Zhuang Jiachuan heard him say this, and felt the stiffness of his face as he tried to squeeze a smile.

This stone pot is really heavy...

Zhuang Jiachuan honestly no longer pursued speed, and moved back to the stream step by step.

It's all here, Zhuang Jiachuan simply chose a place where the stream is clear, washed the stone pot in his hand, and just received half a pot of a little more water, ready to go back.

Hmm... If you ask why it is not full.

Probably because this is the limit that Zhuang Jiachuan can move.

Just as Zhuang Jiachuan straightened his waist and tried to pick up the pot of water, a burst of laughter came from behind him.

Because the focus was on his hands, the pot was still held, but the deep "hahaha" sound almost made him twisted.

What can't you do!Could it be good!

Zhuang Jiachuan didn't dare to turn around with the heavy object, only dared to slowly move his feet and turn back to look.

Not far from the stream, Guan Yongyi actually had a...pot in his hands?

Zhuang Jiachuan widened his eyes, and saw that Guan Yongyi's thing that looked like a pot actually had two more ears like handles than his own.

"Look, what I found, there is still a handle." Guan Yongyi happily placed the pot in his hand and showed Zhuang Jiachuan in all directions.

Haha...I don't envy...

Zhuang Jiachuan squeezed a smile at Guan Yongyi, tried to stabilize the stone bucket that he didn't handle, and turned it around again as if it were normal.

One step, two steps.

It's a bit heavy, please support.

Three steps.

Can't hold it anymore.

Oh, so angry!So angry!Ahhhhh!

Envy the pot with handles!Who wants this bucket that is not easy to focus on!

And that guy in Mu Xingzhou is really annoying!

Angry!

Zhuang Jiachuan, who was almost smoky above his head, moved back to Poxia where he was stopped by Ning Chuyang before.

And the muscular Guan Yongyi, just holding the new stone pot with two handles, happily carried a whole pot of water over him and went uphill.

Hey... Zhuang Jiachuan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"give it to me."

Just as Zhuang Jiachuan resigned to climb the slope, a pair of gray hands stretched out in front of him.Zhuang Jiachuan looked up, and Song Shiyue had a sincere expression on his face who didn't know when he was going downhill.

Zhuang Jiachuan gritted his teeth, the sweat on the top of his head slid down the sideburns over his face, and tickly slipped from the tip of his chin, like an unclosed faucet.

No, there are only a few steps left in the Long March, and the exhaustion is finally coming. How can the credit of fetching water with the stone pot be given to a little girl.

"Hmm..." Zhuang Jiachuan uttered a syllable from the teeth he was holding against, and then tried to straighten his arm that had been dragged down by the weight, and handed the stone pot to Song Shiyue's hand.

Song Shiyue took the stone pot, didn't say much, turned around and went uphill.

There is no need to hold the pot that almost breaks the bones of his hands, Zhuang Jiachuan's hands and heart are loose.

Zhuang Jiachuan didn't know if Song Shiyue happened to be passing by, or he could see the end of his force from a distance.He was unwilling and unbearable to take the initiative to ask for help, but to let him really carry the pot of water on the slope, he was really...Anyway, Song Shiyue saved his emergency and relieved him.

What a good girl, Zhuang Jiachuan's weak thank you is a little bit unspeakable, but at this time, his gratitude to Song Shiyue is real.

Anyway, Zhuang Jiachuan didn't rush uphill. Instead, he shook his numb hand, went back to the creek, wiped his head and face, and returned to the lunch break.

After these two rounds, during the lunch break, I saw two stone pots set up on the stone stove. When the water in the pot was already rolling, most of Zhuang Jiachuan's previous anger had dissipated.

It's just that Zhuang Jiachuan still cares a bit, who is the first to take such a step.

"Who caused this fire? It was born very quickly..." Zhuang Jiachuan walked twice around the two patterned stone stoves, and asked unconsciously.

"Hahaha, don't you think it will be fast. When I first came up, I thought it was because the program crew saw that our lunch break was not enough to cook, so I showed kindness to help us build the fire." Guan Yongyi, who came up first, said with a smile. "Teacher Zhuang, guess who made the fire?"

The words are said to be like this, what is there to guess... Zhuang Jiachuan smiled and looked at Mu Xingzhou.

"I was only responsible for picking up firewood." Mu Xingzhou looked calm, then glanced at the branch beside the stone stove, and weighed the stone knife in his hand and said, "It doesn't seem to be enough, I'll go get some more."

After all, Mu Xingzhou is going to the forest behind.

"I'll go too." Guan Yongyi followed loudly.

Wait... guess what?

Zhuang Jiachuan looked awkwardly at the remaining three girls in the field.

"Hahaha, Teacher Zhuang can't guess it, it's Song Shiyue." Ning Chuyang smiled and said, "When you go to touch the stone pot, Teacher Yu suggested that we find some materials for making fire. We just made some dry. The branches and withered grass came back, and then as soon as Song Shiyue came back, sparks were wiped out in a few clicks, and the time was just right."

Zhuang Jiachuan looked at Song Shiyue stupidly. The latter smiled modestly, "It's not a few times, it's also rubbing for a while."

After a while, there are obviously not many steps left, and a fire started in front!

But... it was not Mu Xingzhou, but Song Shiyue that caused the fire, which was unexpected and reasonable!Ha ha!

"Very amazing, really amazing." Zhuang Jiachuan praised with a smile.

Laugh, it's fake.Compliment, but it is true.

Knowing that it was Song Shiyue's easy fire, Zhuang Jiachuan was only slightly shocked, and soon became less angry.Anyway, no matter whether it is noon or night, this kind of craftsmanship, I definitely can't win.

What is there to be contentious, what is there to be angry?

People will only be jealous of people who are a little bit better than themselves and a little bit ahead.And for those who are too good, you can't have such emotions.It is crushed anyway, it is better to be happy and look up.

It was here that Zhuang Jiachuan became accustomed to Song Shiyue's excellence, averted his negative emotions, and began to help take care of the stove, but Director Zhang was struggling for a long time.

Seeing that the artists were all around the stone stove that was boiling water and would not go to the creek for the time being, Director Zhang pulled over Wang Daming, who was rubbing his stomach, and whispered, "Go and look in the stream where they just found the stone pot. ."

"Look at what?" Hunger made Wang Daming's thinking a little slow.

Director Zhang glared at Wang Daming, his voice did not improve, but his tone increased by two points. "Let's see if there is something like a stone pot stone knife in the stream."

"Oh." Wang Daming nodded, and took a long time to walk out, but couldn't help but look back at Director Zhang, "They are all boiled, when shall we eat?"

Just know to eat!

But it's fine if you don't mention it. Director Zhang felt a little hungry after mentioning it, so he waved his hand, "Now I let them dig, and you will eat when you come back."

When Wang Daming heard this, his eyes lit up and he walked briskly to the stream.

"Feng Qianqian, do you know where the lunch was buried? Take Zhao Da or Zhao Er to get it." Director Zhang thought for a while and said, "If you have a big appetite and want to eat more, you should bring it early. Anyway. The rest is useless here."

"Teacher Yu, Teacher Zhuang and the others, did they really give them lunch all the time?" Feng Qianqian hesitated, "Actually, I will give them some this morning. They might not be so angry about the snake thing in the morning."

"No. This is no longer a snake's business. If you ask you to go, you can go, I am the live director, are you the live director?" Director Zhang said angrily.

Feng Qianqian closed his mouth, nodded, and went to find the Zhao brothers.It's just that there is still some injustice in my heart.Why isn't it the snake thing? Before in the old castle, confiscated this and confiscated the other, the artists just complained, not at all to the point of ignoring the program group to the point where they are faintly opposed.Director Zhang, as stated in the information, is a bit stupid and self-use.

From Director Zhang to the Sheep Team, they are not like people who are suitable for this show. Why did the show... choose them?Feng Qianqian has a lot of doubts, but now she has no retreat and can only talk about it after more than ten days.

Besides, on the hillside, Zhuang Jiachuan stuffed two sticks of dry wood into the stone stove. As soon as he looked up, he saw Wang Daming heading to the middle of the stream.

"Why did he stand in the middle of the stream?" Zhuang Jiachuan always felt that something was wrong.

"Maybe the show crew also wants to get a stone pot." Ning Chuyang squatted on the side of a big rock, and slashed the cold potato with the remaining stone knife.

"It won't happen." Zhuang Jiachuan murmured, and then looked back at Ning Chuyang, and couldn't help but exhorted, "Be gentle, don't chop the leaves underneath."

It's just that Wang Daming didn't have much to look at. Several people glanced casually, and then turned their attention back to the marinated snake meat that Nianbing was turning over.

Zhuang Jiachuan inevitably sighed a few words in his heart. Although Song Shiyue always did some unexpected things, he got surprising results.But in the end it is not better than Nianbing, a person with a delicate mind and a good mind.As long as they went to touch the stone pot, the matter of picking up firewood was also arranged. The ginger onion was sliced ​​and the snake meat was marinated. It really bought too much time for their lunch.

The others didn't care much about Wang Daming in the stream, but Yu Nianbing was a little uneasy.

Normal people would not think that a stone pot can be fished out of the stream, and there are not all fools in the program group. The place where Wang Daming is now standing is indeed near the stone pot before Song Shiyue and the others...watch him keep bending over The look up and down does not seem to be taking water.In that stream, there seemed to be only some small fishes that were too small to stuff their teeth, and the program crew was not so hungry.

Then he was... Yu Nianbing turned over the marinated snake meat from time to time, but his mind was mostly placed in the distant stream.

Sure enough, the hard work paid off, and it was not long before Yu Nianbing saw Wang Daming's change.

"This is..." Yu Nianbing, who was turning the pickled snake meat on the big leaf with two branches, suddenly stood up.

"what?"

"Ok?"

The remaining three people around the stove got up one after another and looked in the direction of Yu Nianbing's sight.