Wilderness Live: The actor's little Jiaojiao can't hide

Chapter 39 Everyone wants to crowdfund to drive the director out of the entertainment industry
"Film Emperor He's ability to live is very strong." Bai Shilan praised casually.

But it made He Zecheng's smile widen a bit, and he looked at her with a gentler look: "This is a very common thing."

"It's really hard for Miss Bai, I went to the sea to catch so much seafood. Today at noon, let's make grilled seafood."

Bai Shilan swallowed her saliva in disbelief, trying to calm herself down: "Congratulations to the actor."

"I can bake general things, but I can't grill seafood." I can't even cook.

Even if she led the army in the previous life, she didn't need to cook, but only occasionally baked something in the wild.

Film Emperor He looked at her several times in surprise as if he had discovered the new world, and said in a slightly high voice, "There is Miss Bai who can't?"

"..." What is this person's tone?
She is not a god, of course she can't.

Besides, even gods can't do it.

The audience in the live broadcast room had the same idea as He Zecheng.

[God, I found out that Bai Shilan couldn't do it, and instantly felt that she wasn't that tall anymore. 】

[I don't know how to cook either.Hahaha~~ My mother said I was a kitchen killer.Every time I go into the kitchen, something happens in the kitchen.Over time, I stopped going into the kitchen. 】

[My cooking skills are superb, better than Bai Shilan. 】

[I want to know, what else does Bai Shilan not know. 】

And Actor He asked curiously like the content on the bullet screen: "What else can Miss Bai not know?"

Bai Shilan said in her heart that she doesn't know a lot, such as the network technology here, taking a taxi and so on, but she doesn't know how to talk about it.

"Film Emperor He, when did you become such a badass?"

He Zecheng touched the tip of his nose.

He built a simple stove with stones, and took out an irregular iron plate from the supplies.

After cleaning the iron plate, put it on the stove, then turn on the fire and start grilling seafood.

Soon, there was a sizzling sound from the iron plate, accompanied by bursts of white smoke.

He Zecheng flipped through various seafood with simple bamboo chopsticks, and glanced at Bai Shilan, who was squatting beside him, looking at the seafood eagerly.

Immediately, she felt like a poor little beggar, lacking the usual imposing manner and harshness, and a little more gentle.

There were rows of people sitting on the barrage, waiting for He Zecheng's grilled seafood, and many netizens ordered seafood takeaway, ready to have a seafood feast while watching the live broadcast.

Bai Shilan looked at it for a while, took a pair of chopsticks from the supplies, and slowly grilled the seafood: "This group of people are very capable, and they have raised so many supplies in a short period of time."

This group raised a lot for food and drink.

Some, such as salt, bowls and chopsticks, I don't know where this group of people got them.

He Zecheng could guess something, but he smiled and didn't explain.

With money or force, you can get enough supplies from other contestants or staff.

The premise is that there must be a large enough number of people like this group, and they must be fisted by the plenum, otherwise they will become the target of robbery by others.

"Miss Bai really never learned how to grill seafood?" He looked at Bai Shilan suspiciously.

Bai Shilan said flatly: "It's easy to learn."

The audience in He Zecheng*'s live broadcast room: "..."

Bai Shilan learned this sentence very easily, did she have any misunderstanding?
Bai Shilan didn't care what He Zecheng and others thought, she stared at the seafood on the iron plate with burning eyes, sucking her saliva.

There are a lot of seafood, so she can eat whatever she wants!
"right here!"

But at this moment, an arrogant middle-aged man's voice came.

Bai Shilan looked sideways and saw five or six men and women, two of whom were foreigners.

These few people stared straight at the various materials and the half-built hut, without hiding their thoughts.

"You guys, hand over everything, or you will look good." One of the foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes and a goatee said proudly.

Bai Shilan's eyes froze, and she looked at these people with dead eyes.

It should be yesterday, the result of the scramble for the cave.

Yesterday's scrambling for the cave was a signal to let all the contestants know that they can scramble for things from other players without penalty.

"roll!"

The Empress, who is busy grilling seafood, has no time to talk to these people. Now her mind is full of eating these seafood.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

A tall, well-built girl looked at Bai Shilan with envy: "Since this girl won't eat a toast, let's teach her a lesson."

"Don't you want so many supplies?"

This sentence touched the hearts of these people.

These days they live on what they have and what they find.

Now there are so many materials that can enable them to live a good life, and they have to get everything they want.

"Take it quickly." A young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks decisively reached out to the cloth bag.

There must be a lot of supplies in there.

With so many supplies, it will be much easier for him to win the game.

but--

Suddenly a stone, like a heavy blow, hit the back of his hand hard.

There was only a click, accompanied by a scream that resounded through the sky.

"My hand, my hand..." He lifted his fractured right hand with his left hand, his face pale with pain.

He glared angrily at Bai Shilan who was playing with a few stones: "You damn bitch, I won't let you go."

Bai Shilan grabbed He Zecheng and motioned him to hide behind her. She glanced at the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man lightly, but said to these few people: "You dare to grab the supplies and try."

Among these people, none of them saw how Bai Shilan made the move, but they saw her companion's right hand broken, so they became jealous of her.

"What are you afraid of?"

Girls are even more jealous of Bai Shilan, wishing to scratch her face: "She is alone, there are only a few of us, can't we deal with her?"

"Hurry up and pick up wooden sticks and besiege her. By then, all these supplies will be ours."

The bullet screen is full of scolding these people.

[I've learned a lot today, the robbers are so arrogant, especially this woman, didn't I see that she was jealous of Bai Shilan's good looks. 】

【I just want to follow the network and crawl over to beat these people to death. 】

[Director, do you care about this kind of thing?You don't care about this kind of thing, our crowdfunding will get you out of the entertainment circle. 】

[Crowdfunding counts us old guys as one.We old guys hope that Bai Shilan will teach us more kung fu, besides, we are not dead, we are all living well, and our family is rich. 】

Later, some people said that they wanted to support Bai Shilan, and they wanted crowdfunding to drive the director out of the entertainment circle.

Interested people randomly clicked on a few people to look at it, and were taken aback.Good guy, all the witnesses are the real masters of kung fu.

(End of this chapter)