"You two, don't go too far, okay?" Cui Mantong exhorted earnestly.
Fang Miaomiao glanced at the bucket. There were two yellow croakers, as thick as her thumb.
Cui Mantong guiltily moved the bucket behind her. "I really did my best. The sea breeze isn't good today, so I couldn't catch anything."
"Oh?" Fang Miaomiao drew out her words, teasingly, "Or is it that someone was sleeping, which is why you couldn't catch anything?"
Cui Mantong's old face flushed red, and she playfully swatted Fang Miaomiao's chest. "Don't expose my shortcomings."
"Hahaha." Fang Miaomiao was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "Catch more fish. I'll make you coconut fish soup today."
"Okay, okay." Cui Mantong clapped her hands. "Miaomiao, your luck has always been better than mine. I believe under your leadership, we'll definitely catch a lot of fish."
"You're buttering me up," Fang Miaomiao said with a smile.
"Nonsense." Cui Mantong propped her chin with her hands, her eyes blinking as she looked at Fang Miaomiao. "This is me believing in my Miaomiao."
Growing up, she had never met anyone as lucky as Fang Miaomiao.
[Wuwuwu, my wife is acting cute, but the target isn't me. The key point is, why am I watching with such relish? I'm not pure anymore.]
[Don't cry, upstairs. Ship them, join our Man Miao super topic, and experience a different kind of love. This love, I'll ship it first. I'm going to be so sweet to death. A big sister on the outside, but actually a cute one, versus the overwhelmingly lucky and elegant Fang Miaomiao. I'm shipping it so hard.]
[Oh god, what kind of love is this? I can't take it anymore, let me ship it first.]
"Deal," Fang Miaomiao said readily. "With Mantong cheering me on by my side, I will definitely conquer this entire sea and offer it to Mantong."
"Your Majesty."
"My Consort."
Just as the two were engrossed in their role-playing, a lonely fishing rod nearby began to tremble.
"Miaomiao, the fishing rod is moving," Cui Mantong exclaimed excitedly, pointing at the rod.
Good heavens, she and Sisi had waited until the end of time on the rocks, and the fishing rod only twitched occasionally. Miaomiao had only been here for a short while, and the rod was already moving.
Fang Miaomiao pulled on the rod.
Reeling in.
A yellow croaker, as thick as a wrist and as long as an arm, appeared before them.
"Miaomiao, I told you your luck was good," Cui Mantong said enviously.
Under the sunlight, the yellow croaker shimmered with a faint glow, like a yellow gem.
"So beautiful," Cui Mantong murmured, gazing intently at the yellow croaker flapping its tail in the bucket.
Fang Miaomiao cast the fishing line back into the sea and estimated, "One more fish, and that should be enough for lunch."
As soon as she finished speaking, the fishing rod moved again.
"Ah, Miaomiao, I told you, fishing, which relies on luck, is something you should do."
Fang Miaomiao's eyes twitched. Could it be this coincidental? Was her luck really this good? Could it be a benefit of this forced transmigration?
She reeled in the rod.
As expected, there was a yellow croaker on it.
And its size was no smaller than the previous one.
"Miaomiao, continue," Cui Mantong said, her eyes shining.
Fang Miaomiao complied.
A few minutes later, another yellow croaker appeared.
Cui Mantong laughed heartily, "I bet Chen Tianming will be so angry he'll blow a fuse when he sees how amazing you are, Miaomiao, in the studio."
Don't think she didn't know Chen Tianming's intentions for sending them to a deserted island. Nowadays, audiences seemed to prefer watching guests make fools of themselves or get into fights on camera.
After Shen Jiani and Wang Qing left, their parent-child show lost its drama. If her guess was right, the show's ratings had definitely declined recently.
So, Chen Tianming directly changed the program, making them fight against nature.
This way, there would be excitement, and the show's popularity would surely increase.
However, Chen Tianming would never have imagined that their Miaomiao's luck was so heaven-defying. In this sea where one couldn't catch many fish even after fishing all day, their Miaomiao, with just a few casts, could get whatever she wanted.
The studio.
Chen Tianming watched the scene and gasped. Who could tell him what was going on? His original intention was to see these people suffer, not to see them leisurely catching so many fish.
"Director, this, there's nothing we can do. When we did the experiment, one person only caught a fish the size of a thumb in a whole day," the staff member said with a crestfallen face. "Who knew Teacher Fang's luck was already so incredible that it extended to fishing."
God knows what it felt like for them to be sunburnt all day and only catch one thumb-sized fish.
And then to compare it with Teacher Fang.
That feeling.
Chen Tianming remained silent.
After a moment of silence, the staff member tentatively asked, "Then, should we secretly release their fish?"
Chen Tianming glared at him irritably upon hearing this and finally couldn't help but lash out, "What are you talking about? Am I the kind of person who can't handle losing?"
"It's okay, it's okay," the assistant director said as soon as he entered, sensing the oppressive atmosphere. "Director, don't forget, one group's situation is not ideal."
The not-so-ideal situation the assistant director was referring to was Fang YanHuan and Chen Huan, along with Ye Nan, who had chosen to forage for seafood.
Ye Nan pursed her lips and said, "Mom, I'm thirsty."
"Nan Nan, we haven't completed our task for today yet, so we have to wait a while before we can go back to base camp," Fang YanHuan, who was ahead, said after turning around.
She didn't know if it was their bad luck or something else, but they had been in this sea area for almost three hours, and apart from finding a crab not much larger than her fist at the beginning, they hadn't found any other seafood.
Ye Nan heard this and drooped her head sadly, saying nothing.
Chen Huan bent down and picked up a seashell. "If you want to drink water, go back and drink. Do you know the way?"
Ye Nan looked up at Chen Huan in disbelief. "Mom."
"If you know the way, go back by yourself. If you don't know the way, ask the cameraman for help," Chen Huan said calmly. "Do I need to teach you how to ask for help?"
Ye Nan shook her head. "No, Mom, I can do it. It's just that we haven't found anything yet, can I really go back?"
"If you don't want to go back, stay here."
Ye Nan said "Oh" and obediently went to find the cameraman.
She would quickly run back to drink water and then bring a bottle of water back for her mother.
Fang YanHuan frowned in dissatisfaction. "We can't find much seafood to begin with. If one more person leaves, won't it be a bit bad?"
"When Senior Zhou left, you didn't say anything either," Chen Huan retorted, not being from the entertainment industry and therefore not afraid of confronting Fang YanHuan.
"I..." Fang YanHuan took a deep breath. "I apologize. I was a bit hasty just now. It's mainly because I'm afraid we won't be able to find enough seafood, and we'll all go hungry later."
Chen Huan glanced at her, a half-smile playing on her lips. "Miss YanHuan, we can't place the heavy burden of having enough to eat on a junior, can we?"
After speaking, Chen Huan took off her jacket, placed it on a dry rock, and walked towards the deeper parts of the sea.